StretchedRocks fall out of my ears, eyes, nose and mouthStretched2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He catches them
but they hurt his hands
I am awful
and i'm selfish
I have to tape up my ears
tape up my eyes
tape up my nose
The rocks may build up
and press against my insides
until i'm stretched out
My skin may tear
and they'd flow out
But until then
I must keep his hands safe
Dysphoric AcrosticVile and repulsive;Dysphoric Acrostic2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
organs without purpose. Heavy
masses of flesh and putrid fat
inevitably grow and swell;
tumors on my once-perfect chest.
Stupid RocksMy problems are so small.Stupid Rocks2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Miniature doll sets with little cradles and forks.
Tiny fingers and painted cheeks.
Plastic eyes and China bodies.
All I can do is play with my doll set.
Even though his problems are big ones.
Even though his problems will make a dent in his future.
His problems are big rocks.
You can never really get rid of big rocks.
Unless you crush them up into powder,
but you can't crush problems into powder.
My problems hurt me.
Everybody's problems hurt them.
But some problems are small, like mine.
Too small to worry about.
You will not remember your tiny china doll set twenty years from now.
But rocks are big and cold.
rocks stay for awhile.
I am too primitive and small to think about his rocks.
I am too stupid and childish to pay attention to my own rocks.
I just sit there and fiddle with my doll-set of problems.
Brain BooksI like it when you sit across from me, because I can see your marble eyes,Brain Books2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and your crooked nose, and your chipped tooth.
I can look at the way you move your fingers around your soda tab.
The way you scrunch up your crooked nose when you laugh.
When you look at me, you smile.
You smile because you know what I'm thinking.
You've read all of my poems,
you know that I like your details.
You know that I like your words and how they sound.
My brain is a little book that you keep in your pocket,
you flip through it sometimes, and you doggy-ear pages that are about you.
You smile because you know what I say about you,
you know that I only have good things to say.
That I almost cried when we both served detention together,
and that I wrote you a note that's five pages long,
(which I refuse to give to you.)
You know my bruises and bumps,
you know why Lord of the Rings is more than a book series to me,
and you know that I've wanted to kiss you since November 8th,
and you know that because it was
FilthYou're sleeping with the Queen of FilthFilth2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who dwells in sick iniquity.
I'm Duchess of Perversion,
And Our Lady of Duplicity.
I'll taint you from the inside out,
Corrupting your virginity,
And lead you to my landfill realm
To rule upon my garbage heap.
Storm DrainsI'm going toStorm Drains2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the bottoms of my feet
Then go for a walk
All of the ugly
the storm drain
I can hold your hand
Kiss your forehead
Rub your shoulders
jump in puddles
roll in the grass
write you notes on paint samples
buy you ugly shirts
skip some stones
cause the ugly
will be in the storm drain
throw my rocks
into the ocean
open up my feet
so the ugly can slither into
the storm drain
I only need to do it
Broken NoseBack in third gradeBroken Nose2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
this boy hit me in the head with a ball
My nose ached for hours
I hated him
he made my nose sore
I gave him dirty looks
for the next few years.
I stared at him
as he rode his bike down my street
as I hunted for eggs in his backyard
as our mothers chatted on Friday afternoons
as i knocked on his door to sell him thin-mints
as his hair got shorter and longer
as our social lives shook, swished, and swayed.
I stared at him
as he scooted over to let me sit
as he laughed at my jokes
as I fell for his bassist right in front of him
as he pet my cats
as he pulled off his hat to show that he had nothing left
as he watched the projection screen intently
as these rocks chipped away at my insides
as these rocks built up and poured out of
I couldn't look at him when he stared at me, though
I didn't want him to look
I looked up
and his eyes were red, puffy, and leaking
I had thrown a ball at his head
ShakyI noticed that her hands were shaky.Shaky2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I liked that.
That reminded me of him.
It made me think about last night and how shaky his hands were.
They rattled as he touched my waist.
They shook as he held me.
It felt unstable, like we could have collapsed at any moment.
And yet, with that,
A kind of stabilizing peace floated around us.
We were suspended in a cloud of uncertainty and Elton John.
His hands were quaky,
I wouldn't want to remember them as anything else.
DoubtsDare I say it? ComeDoubts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
out and explain
to one so defined and
A Note For That One KidI've been thinking about you a lot.A Note For That One Kid2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I like thinking about you because I don't like thinking about myself.
I like you more than I like me.
I like your voice because it's weird.
I like your nose because it's crooked.
I like your smile because part of it is missing.
I like your hands because they're big.
I like your laugh because it's deep.
I like the things you say and how, when, and where you say them.
I like the things you drink and the way you hold your glass.
I like the faces you make at me when I talk.
I like the music you listen to and why you listen to it.
I like it when we communicate through drawings.
I like the way you talk to my cats.
I like how you look at me when you're talking.
I like the shade of red your cheeks turn when you laugh.
I like you, you're the nicest thing I've seen.
I thought about asking you out on a date,
and I almost did too,
but some of the words I meant to say got stuck in my throat
where you couldn't hear them.
But, that's not so bad
time.time.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
time is an illusion,
brought on by man,
when it is endless,
it is thought to stop,
time keeps going on,
even if you are here,
Bellamew: PrologueBellamew: An Adventure Time Fan-FictionBellamew: Prologue1 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Prologue: The End Of The World
“You did it Finn!” Princess Bubblegum shrieked. “You killed the Lich.”
Finn the human looked pretty jacked up at the moment. His shining blond hair was a tangled mess around his head. The spoiled blood of the Lich’s un-dead minions stained his torn, frayed clothes. A long cut tore across his bruised face relentlessly, starting at the edge of his left eye brow, going across his nose, and ending on the right side of his chin. His own human blood was streaked across his face, gushing from the cut. It was going to scar. Held in his hand was the dark green and black sword, the sword that had come from me. It glowed in an unearthly way. Despite his filthy clothes, his blood, his bruises- Finn had never looked more like a hero.
Princess Bubblegum threw her arms around Finn the Hero and gave him a peck on the cheek. I know she couldn’t help herself in her excitement, but I could
Rue 5I'm day dreaming about warm days. A summer that I haven't thought of for a while. It was last summer. I would run through the long fields behind our large house under an unforgiving sun. When I got home, I would lay on the couch looking like a lobster and have a thousand new freckles on my face and everywhere else that was exposed. Was it strange, that I enjoyed the burn? I know now, though, that I had enjoyed the attention the most. And the after tan.Rue 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Once when I had gotten a new sunburn, Cerulean had come to see me. He had invited me to sit on his lap, for once, and I had found this somewhat unusual, but I did so, gladly. I sat there, and told him of my new invigorating morning run, of the birds I saw and the clouds that were shaped like boats.
"Ah. I also see that you're as pink as a rose."
I nodded and unexpectedly, Cerulean's hand went and smacked my thigh. I yelped, I'd been wearing short-shorts and my arms went round his neck and as a sort of revenge, I gripped his ears, which h
HidingNo one sees the girl in the corner.Hiding2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one sees the girl in pain.
No one sees the girl suffering.
Everyone sees the girl at parties.
Everyone sees the girl laughing.
Everyone sees the girl smiling.
Everyone sees the girl that's happy and living the life,
But no one notices that's the outside of the girl
That's inside hiding in the corner.
Before It's Too LateI have so many problems right now, I need to fix my life before its to late.Before It's Too Late2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
flowerbedbloom my back into a garden,flowerbed11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
crack me open with your lover's jargon.
dig the dirt out of my lungs,
feel my insides with the tip of your tongue.
hack my spine into 3s,
see the ugly in me.
break me down with words of truth,
i don't know what i would do without you.
(e)xdoesn't call daddy "daddy" because(e)x1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
been through too much with him.
calls him chris,
doesn't smile when saying it,
too many knives in jaw.
chris doesn't hear himself being called
chris by child - doesn't want to hear child.
calls daddy chris, but unsure
if that's his real name.
heard mommy call him
doesn't call mommy "mommy"
calls mommy rebekah - harsh rebekah,
not soft with 2 c's rebecca - kh rebekah.
rebekah knows child's birthday,
april 8, doesn't smile because like child,
chris put too many knives in her
rebekah can't hear child call her rebekah -
wouldn't care anyway.
child doesn't call child by child's name; calls x.
x for (e)xtermination, x for (e)xcluded from family;
valueless, less than child's values.
mold child into human, child wants to be human.
x for sorry chris & rebekah, x for the cross jesus died on
x for cross child out.
Baby's lullabyall of the children went to their beds,Baby's lullaby1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
a soft starry light guarding their heads;
hush now baby, don't you weep,
silence is just music put to sleep.
DeathdreamDEATHDREAMDeathdream7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The earth shook
A blue spark of
Sylvia's psyche jolted
through my body.
Car bombs in Beirut were
Liquid fire osmotes to
I reset the stasis
Success becomes a beguiling
initiator of infirmity.
Oh Sylvia, can you bring
no more knowledge than
the image of a narrow poem
Strait cavity through
which the mind discerns
Can you not dissever the
wars, wars, wars?
Hairy spirits demand
Sacrifice on tulip altars.
Fetch the faceless child
their kindred that
guards reticent innocence.
The end will come
To show how mundane
we are and weak.
Doorways become mirrors
Stars sting like acrimonious
And I am all alone!
Not This Time There is a right to every wrong,Not This Time2 years ago in Profiles More Like This
don't you know you complete someones song?
You're screaming and shouting with your all,
but it only traps you between your own foolish walls.
You look for love in the wrong places,
being met with unkind, unwilling faces.
They abuse you, yes,
Use you till you're down to your core.
Tell me, can you take this anymore?
Look to the future, forget your past because
(contrary to belief) nothing bad ever lasts.
People say from time to time, if you put
yourself out there, you're sure to shine.
But not this time, not this time.
Full MoonNothing can escape the sheer terrorFull Moon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pulsing in my veins
Choking what little happiness I have left
As the change begins again
The moon shines so brightly
It's such an evil thing
Forcing me to do its works
Making me change once more
As the moon rays hit me
Hair sprouts out
Warmth hits me
I curl up in a ball
Trying to resist the tempting desires
To chase down my next meal
Oh but the hunt is so exhilarating
I force in another gulp of free air
Oh please let this pass
But to no avail
I feel the bones setting in place
How funny they feel right at home
I smell them all
Everything smells so good
I stand on all fours
Finally freed from human bondage
I catch a scent
And follow it
While howling at the moon
Forever changed and alone in this world
Today I met myself.I met myself today.Today I met myself.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not like you'd imagine you would.
I met the me that hates me.
Who loves me.
Who doesn't care about anything.
It's not easy being you.
It's easy being me.
Not that I could be anything else.
Even though I try.
How is that I can't even make out my face anymore?
It's just another face.
Though, it's my only one.
It's all rage. It's all love.
It shouts, I shout.
It touches. I shudder.
Contrary to me. Yet is totally me.
Today I met myself.
Moden Warfare 2Life was going by fast. Before I knew it men around me where falling like stones. I was shot in the arm then my comrade, freeda, pulled me out of there.Moden Warfare 23 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"GHOST!!!!!!!! WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?" She was acting like my mom all over again. She was a tall, lean, tan, red head who knew her ways with a gun. She took her AK-47 and shot at the enemies. As she fought I stayed behind, resting. I saw her go down my life shattered into millions of pieces. I quickly ran over to her and saw that she was still breathing, that brought me to ease for a while. But it didn't last long. More of our men were falling around us. Blood and helmets were falling off of the fallen men. She lifted her hand and touched my head softly.
"G-ghost ..you gotta get me to one of the choppers please." Her voice was slowly fading away. I had to act fast, I took her and put her onto my back and she held onto me softly. I sprinted off back to one of the helicopters when I was shot multiply times in the arms and le