EmoI wear black.Emo4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
make white turn red.
Not happy with my life
so i take it out on my wrists instead.
Cross my arms.
Dont cry my tears.
I may be different
but thats all unreal.
People make fun of who i am.
Dont understand my life,
they all dont understand.
So I sit alone in this lonely room.
Too afraid to face what comes next.
Eyes going blurry
blood rushing down my wrists
Seeing life flash before my eyes.
It seems so sick.
You could have changed this.
You could have treated me better.
But instead im left here dying for you.
I was broken hearted
I was treated bad,
I was left alone.
Now im left dead.
Attention WHORE. Is it okay for me to crave your attention?Attention WHORE.4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Can I be your little attention-whore?
I miss the hour long conversations,
And the trips to see you almost every other day.
The weather was nice and things where amazing.
Now it's colder..
And I barely see you anymore.
I miss your smile..
I miss your face.
Can't I see you more?
I try but things just don't seem to work out as nicely.
..Don't wanna have that awful feeling of knowing you had to bail one some one else.
Just to satisfy my need to see you.
I want you to see me when you want.
And I want to see you.
I just want your smile to light up the room.
Can I miss you?
All I want is for you to be happy..
For you to live your life.
But I just want to share in it.
Life doesn't last forever.
And no one is immortal.
So please.. be safe.
Just thought I would say I love you.
I'll just be a little attention-whore.
Waiting for more.... <3
TiredI'm tired.Tired8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tired of feeling lost, afraid, misunderstood.
Tired of wondering if I'm letting someone down by the choices I've made.
Tired of getting my feelings hurt, my ego bruised, my heart broken.
Tired of showing these varmin called emotions.
Tired of being me, of being weak.
Tired of trying to be this person I cannot see.
Tired of all the pain, all the struggle I've put upon myself.
Tired of not being the person I was.
Tired of hiding, hoping, and healing.
Tired of listening, learning...letting.
I'm tired...I'm tired.
Slow DancingSoft stepsSlow Dancing4 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
1... 2... 3...
close our eyes
1.... 2... 3...
1... 2... 3...
Nothing else exists.
1... 2... 3...
Making slow shapes with your feet.
1... 2... 3...
Can you feel it?
Can you see the other half?
A hand on your waist.
and one to grasp your own.
Smile to your self.
1... 2... 3...
Keep stepping softly...
1... 2... 3...
Keep making shapes with your feet.
Sway to the music
Count the beats.
Slow dance with yourself.
The Personification of DepressionAn incadescent shadow with tints of angerThe Personification of Depression4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Loneliness all the while savoring
Each inch deeper it drowns
A never-ending promise of death and sorrow
Completely tasting of tears old and new
As if the sweat on your brow is the
Weeping tangling itself deeper inside of you
Smelling of musk and rain
Calling, calling just to take you under the depths
To a pool of tears its victims hae shed
Depression can be a living death
For you can still feel ache and sorrow
Mourning and Immortality
Insanity Through My EyesWalk the line I spilled directly from my veinsInsanity Through My Eyes4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Maybe one day you'll see what I'm attempting to explain
Forgot all you can remember about what you think you know
This is insanity, pure like the white on snow
Watch the lightning fall across the apples and nuts
Let the sand burn you alive in the waters and ruts
Jump up when you feel like falling down
You'll stumble and tumble when you think you're turned around
This isn't my sickness or nightmare or dream
This is what's tearing out my seams
I know the weaving's of the world and it's places
Through the surreal melting of wax colored faces
She Called Herself a Poetshe spent years telling herself that her ribcage was a keyboardShe Called Herself a Poet4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and that her body was a twisted, deformed stick, eager to be broken
and staring herself down in the mirror, she would tell herself
you. are. hideous.
she was falling in love just to fall out of it
and breaking her heart just to
experience the feeling of it falling apart
she devoted hours of each day
to convincing herself that
she walked to the wrong beat
and sang in the wrong key
and lived in a world overflowing with pain
she cut red lines across her wrists
drew crippled hearts across her walls
smeared blood across her face
because she thought it looked better than any makeup
she recorded every wrong doing against her
every insult and slander thrown her way
and she listened
until they were the only thing she ever heard
she stayed up till the earliest hours of the morning
and she cried herself to sleep when she could no longer keep her eyes
With Child-Like InsanityLet me close my eyes for youWith Child-Like Insanity4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Then you'll see the darkness too
All the lies, all the pain
My teardrops fall from everything
My child-like insanity
Your demonic empathy
Fake your words, reprimand
'Be a sheep' are your demands
Here I made a song for two
And their feelings cut by you
All the lies, all the pain
Their teardrops fall from everything
Here they make a song of life
Written by a ten-inch knife
Pure emotion, all heartfelt
No regrets when blood is spilled
How beauteous is your insight
When you take away their rights
To a god, to a hell
Seal your lips so they don't tell
All your words just make me sick
With how they grind and move and twist
Broken vows, fallen trust
Make the people scream for lust
Here I made a song for one
And what he thinks when night has come
Of his life, of his death
As a ghost he needs no rest
Homeless man granted at birth
He spit the sky and scorched the earth
All the lies, all the pain
His teardrops fell from everything
Let me close my eyes for you
Song Of My LifeYou say you feel so down everytime I turn around, and you say you should of been gone by now...Song Of My Life4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Just let me say one thing. I've had enough. I've become so numb I can feel you there, I've become so tired... I've become so numb. Do you think about everything you've been through, you never thought you'd be so depressed. I'm sick of wondering... is it life or death? 'Cause on the ground I lay, motionless in pain. I can see my life flashing before my eyes. Did I fall asleep? Is this all a dream? Wake me up... I'm living a nightmare... and I'm on my own, think of home... memories of long ago. All alone. I can't seem to fight these feelings, I'm caught in the middle of this... Every street in this city is the same to me. Everyone's got a place to be... but there's n
War vs. PeaceThose dust coated liesWar vs. Peace4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They fill my head
With rigid dead screams
Pleads and hoarse cries
They beg me to stay
The force me to go
It's the price I must pay
For the actions I show
My body betrays me
My mind turns to stone
I guess this is it
I'm losing all hope
My emotions are torn
"Fight!" They whisper
"No, you're too weak!"
Why can't they just see?
I'm losing a battle
War has destroyed me
Which only leaves Peace
But my body lashes
My emotions turn cold
An aching arm thrashes
This is getting too old
Now War turns to Peace
And Peace turns to War
I've lost all hope
I can't take anymore
beauty"you're beautiful."beauty4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"why don't you understand what i'm saying? you're beautiful."
"because girls tell me it all the time."
"yeah, but they don't mean it like i do."
"your face is beautiful, i'll give you that. sad puppy eyes, birds-in-flight lips, rocker-sloppy floppy hair. but your heart --"
"no, let me finish. your heart is so much more. you could fit the world inside there and feel it ache. that's what your pulse is. it's not blood, no ventricle contraction or atrium expansion, it's love. it's the ache of the world in your chest. that's why you're beautiful."
"why does it hurt so much?"
"because love hurts. and that's why we love. to hurt for others."
"to hurt for, or to just hurt others?"
"i don't want this."
"nobody does. everybody does."
"my heart isn't mine anymore, it's --"
"-- everybody else's. i know."
"what's wrong with me?"
"you're more beautiful than anyone in the world, that's what's wrong with you."
"that's a problem?
Everything I haveEverything I have4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pry myself to everything I can to see your face sparkle
It's my treat to just see that in your eyes and body
But lately I have not got that favor back in return
You seem to be enjoying this more than I wanted
I cry a salt, wet, tear as you smuggle your face in me
I run my fingers through your hair
To make it seem that everything is fine now
But inside I cry out to what I want but never leaves my mouth
As you feel horrible bout one thing I feel you should for more
I'm there for you as I promise
You say you are but you don't show it very often
I start to feel abandoned everyday
I guess things might turn around sometime soon
I broke a mirrorI broke a mirror today.I broke a mirror3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What it showed me horrified me, so it didn't deserve to live.
The mirror's image was terrible,
it was an ugly mirror, it lied.
It deserved to die.
I crushed it into a million beautiful,sparkling shiny peices with my clunky bare hands.
They carved into my already torn skin, spillling lovely rivulets of red onto the floor.
The mirror was beautiful now that my reflection was gone from it.
I'm SickI'm sick of liars never getting caughtI'm Sick4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sick of karma never catching up
I'm sick of every little bitch like you
Who screws the world and thinks they'll never get screwed
In your armsLooking down at my handsIn your arms4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they are shaking
fear and anguish
throughout my body
these hands of mine.
I would compare myself to a black hole.
I take in what I want
I love you like no other love
spit you out somewhere
oh...these hands of mine.
I remember the humid air.
The summer we met
we held hands
and kissed deeply
never thinking of the future
Oh the pain.
that first day you told me you loved me.
Just a whisper.
A silent, sweet, caring
That moment between us
under the cool autumn moon
it sealed our fate.
We were forever tired together.
Oh those words of yours.
Do you remember that cold winters night?
Our fingers intertwined
our bodies keeping us warm.
The soft white sheets
crinkled and torn
The air thick with heat.
Oh those hands of yours...
Those hands of yours...they never left my side.
Your words...always lingering...ringing in my ears.
That pain echoing deep in the walls of our chests..
My hands, tryi
Sunrise PrologueSunrise Prologue4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Please do not compare me to that girl I keep hearing around! Just because I'm a new girl, people automatically assume my life will be the same as this girl named Bella Swan. The new girl of Forks High School, ordinary girl who was praised by classmates and curious if she is different to the Forks, Washington lifestyle, falls in love with the hottest guy in their class and have that hot guy fall in love with her, then get married, the end.
Besides, Bella graduated high school like five years ago right? Yet her story made a great impression on everybody. The great Bella Swan who married the great Edward Cullen. Barf! This is my story . . . and for the love of god its going to be different.
I recently moved into town from Eugene, Oregon because my parents wanted to transfer me to a better high school than the one I was going to. I wasn't doing too well in the school because there were some c
Accidents Happen"Fell down the stairs",Accidents Happen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The classic line.
She gives this one
Each single time.
The doctor sighs
And shakes his head,
He looks at me
Laid on the bed.
"You clumsy girl,
Why can't you learn
To walk down stairs
I look at him,
I know the drill,
And say "I will".
He gives that look,
The kind that says,
You're lucky to have
A mum that cares.
"Take your lolly,
And go home now.
Mummy will keep
You safe and sound".
The Fall Is Nice Right?~+~The Fall Is Nice Right?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
THE FALL IS NICE, RIGHT?
The darkness arises and we begin to fall.
We start to count our losses.
We try our best to cover up the fear in our voices.
Over and over we repeat the same process.
The only thing I have is you and the same thing goes for you as well.
When will we ever find a resting place?
I have no clue.
But I do know that I care for your safety and want you to live.
And if I have to I'll die for you so we can both have relief.
But I cannot do that.
I love you too much for a resolve like that to happen.
So we'll keep falling like this, for eternity.
And maybe end up being happy like this .
High SchoolA new yearHigh School4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A new start
Paths will cross
Paths will part
Or spread across?
A new gain
Or an old loss?
Choices will be made
Decisions are bound
Others will be lost
Yourself will be found
What you want
Or what you need?
Let your mind run free
Or your heart take the lead?
Do you choose to leave
Or follow along?
Will the choices you make
Appear to be wrong?
Decisions are tough
But need to be made
Memories you've built
Continue or fade
A path leading left
Follows what you once knew
A path leading right
Gives you something new
Your heart says yes
Your mind says no
You don't want to choose
Yet you have to go
In the end all that matters
Is which path you take
Because your future is what
You CHOOSE to make
Fractured ObscurityIn the cover of night, we were allowed to be blissful, and not disturbed, as the morning light should describe us.Fractured Obscurity4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I Lust YouI can't believe how you make me feelI Lust You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and can't decide if this feeling is real.
I'm scared to let you have this hold
because I've only known my heart of cold.
What do I do when you look this way?
How should I react when I see your gaze?
Should I stay or run away?
Maybe this is all just a faze.
I don't know if I love you
But I know I lust.
I wonder if you do too.
I wonder if its you I can trust.
We Stitch These Wounds Pt.2We Stitch These Wounds Pt.24 years ago in Settings More Like This
I just stood there, motionless. I was so terrified by what just happened I didn't want to move. Someone I didn't even know just walked in on me topless! I know for some people that would be nothing, but for me it was a pretty big deal!
We both stood there, for what seemed like hours, i thought maybe Andrew wasn't even there anymore, I thought that until I heard him speak from around the corner.
"I-I am so sorry about that! U-Um, I'll be right back, finish getting dressed and I'll be back." Andrew said as I heard him scurry away.
I stood there for a few second after I heard a door slam. Then I slowly picked up the stained black shirt and slipped it over my head. The shirt seemed kind of old, and it seemed too short for Andrew, he was quite tall. But I completely forgot about the shirt once I suddenly smelled chicken, it smelled so good. I didn't realize how hungry I was until I smelled that chicken.
Time's Passing He gripped his chest, afraid that the warm feeling would fade away sooner than it came. He fell onto the grass, and while the wind braided and jumbled his golden brown hair, he set his eyes on the sky and watched feather like clouds disappear as the sun's location in the heavens manipulated clocks all around the world. He gazed for hours, he thought of everyday drivel that every child his age would come to imagine in time.Time's Passing4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Life was so simple in this region; it was hard to consider the rest of the world being filled of hate, fury, and death. The meadows gave birth to the most elegant flowers, filled with iridescent petals of every size and shape. The forests aged with a certain graceful air looming around the mighty trunks, and the annual regeneration of their stunning leaves continued to awe young spirits and tired souls. Even the rivers, clear and pure, seemed to be at peace with themselves as the fish swam up and
I Am A WriterI am a deadly murdererI Am A Writer5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a crazy psychopath
I am a gentle ruler
I am a war-driven tyrant
I am a secretive assassin
I am a jealous lover
I am a tortured soul
I am a ruthless god
I am manipulative
I am all-mighty
I am powerful
I am omnipotent
I am murderous
I am loving
I make sweet dreams
I make terrifying nightmares
I make tender moments
I make anguished deaths
I am the one
I am their god
I am a writer.