Waiting For DeathWaiting on a wooden bridgeWaiting For Death6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Standing under the moon
You said you would meet me
And you better be here soon
The rain is falling softly
But it won't disguise my tears
I need you to take me away
Please make it quick, my dear
Cover me in your black cloak
And lay me down to sleep
I'll lose my thoughts and torment
But my restless soul I'll keep
Kiss my lips softly
Until I become cold and pale
Just awaken me sweetly
From this place that I call hell
Now I see you approaching
A dark figure out of the mist
Your scythe sits on your shoulder
It's a sight I can't resist
As you walk ever closer
I see your distorted face
I'm screaming inside with agony
While I crave your dark embrace
Suddenly you're next to me
And then I feel the pain
My red blood surrounds us
After you pull out the blade
This isn't like I thought it would be
It's all come out so wrong
I dreamt up an illusion
Some imaginary song
Then I close my eyes
And fall into the burning fire
Yet, for some reason
You still fill me with desire
RejectionDon't try to hideRejection6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From what you can't ignore
If you close your eyes
You better be sure
It's not worth your time
Unless you find a cure
Just try to look inside
Take your final tour
Walk down the halls
Remember what you see
You say you got it all
But you're without me
Rejection against your wall
I only feel the sting
On the floor I crawl
As you walk out and leave
Was there much pain?Was there much pain?Was there much pain?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the end, you couldn't tell.
As your heart beat slowed,
Taking your warmth with it,
On it's way out.
Your eyes grew heavy,
Half-lidded, they sought me,
I was there, beside you,
Holding your cold hand,
But you couldn't see me.
As your last neurons fire,
Your life is spent at last.
In that final moment,
Was there much pain?
To Who I Was:If life hit you hard, fall, but stand tall,To Who I Was:6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
If everything seem lost, go back to rise once more,
if you who is lost don't know where to go, open you arms and embrace the love,
if love fail you and don't know what to hold, use your anger and face the world.
Through Windows and DoorsBreak away,Through Windows and Doors6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into a million pieces,
A million birds flying on the wind.
Escape the mundane, through windows and doors.
Shed the shackles that hold you in place.
Clamor into the silence,
Shatter the oppression of noiselessness.
Breech the surface, turn the key,
Unwrap the bindings and let life breath.
Pick the locks on the doors of the prisons when the guards won't listen.
Set the flame and let it engulf your heart.
This is confusionI love you so fucking much,This is confusion6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I hate you so much more,
I try to escape from your clutch,
But I never make it out the door,
You're kisses so toxic,
The kisses I adore,
But they can be like poison,
I don't want them anymore!
Your eyes make me melt,
But your voice makes me stiff,
All these feelings I've felt,
And only you can stop this,
I want to destroy you,
But I want you as mine,
Can't you see what you do?
Or have you been blind all this time?
Please stop doing this to me...
Listen for once,
As I plea for my sanity,
And pray for your absence.
ChainedChained to a wall of darknessChained6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can see the light above
Left in repeated broken dreams
Craving the air I'm deprived of
But I'm not going this alone
You're chained here as well
Shadows walk among us
You comfort me in this hell
You catch my blackened tears
I warm your freezing heart
Perfect in a messed up way
Always together when we fall apart
A Dance in the RainUnder the rain,A Dance in the Rain6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My fury and pain
Will vanish, evaporate, wash away.
Under the moist, misty air,
I have not one single care,
As I dance to a wordless tune.
My toes tip! tap! tatter!
To words that don't matter,
For I know this will all end soon.
But I need not worry,
For I'm not in a hurry
Let the raindrops carry me home.
For when the sky's tears subdue,
I will think of you,
And then not feel so alone <3
Long Letters, Make PoemsI have been here before,Long Letters, Make Poems6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a long time ago,
when we were happy,
and we swear our love.
Love was our fuel,
it ended dying with our last kiss,
not matter what i did,
you ended forgetting bout me.
You were my hope,
my light in the dark,
a sweet sound to make me shine,
i cant believe that you send me to fly.
Why you let me alone in the dark,
wasn't I enough for you?
or simple you never loved me enough?
i will never know why left me out of your life.
Have you think about me?
have you missed me?
have you ever wish for me?
have you been love as i loved you with all my will?
You and only you will cure my heart,
longing for you my sickness has become,
in words i try to hide even if it is never enough,
i will run as far as i can just to escape from your eyes.
Forsaken in this place i am,
not a man but a doll of what i was,
a shadow just hiding in the dark,
how fool i have been to give you my all.
Me, I and myself all of us love you as well,
pretty feelings i try to write,
sadly hate is all i have,
A Heart Like MineIt's true that I'm strong,A Heart Like Mine7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but there's only so much I can take
before even a heart like mine
Pushed to the edge
time after time again...
who do you think you are?
You, who call me "friend."
I'm just so sick,
so tired of the abuse.
All of this emotional SHIT that
you don't know you're putting me through.
So I'll just stand here.
What else can I do?
You who call me "friend,"
where your promises ever true?
It's true I used to be strong,
but now I begin to break.
There's only so much disappointment
a heart like mine can take.
Sleeping InsaneHow can I sleep,Sleeping Insane8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The night has just begun,
How can you weep,
For the night is still so young!
My brain in chains,
My thoughts all disarranged,
Watching the clock,
holding the knife,
Waiting for the epoch,
the most memorable time of my life,
thats the taste of your lips,
I listen to your heartbeat,
I listen as your blood drips,
Can you feel my love,
Digging deep inside you?
Piercing like a knife,
permanent like a tattoo,
I'm not afraid of dying,
I'm just afraid of losing you,
I'm not one for lying,
I swear I'm being true,
Obsession takes over,
Insanity kicks in,
Why can't I stay sober,
When will love win?~
Broken is BetterBroken hearts they never mendBroken is Better6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Bruised and tattered they beat within
Twisting and changing with every sin
Dealt or received they warp and bend
Until the day they feel nothing at all
No more pain
No more falls
No need for forgiveness
No way to forget
Too many wrongs
But a broken heart
Doesn't just quit
There's a longing
To feel something again
Because broken is better
Is something we miss
French KissingUsFrench Kissing5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are me
Let us not perish in this kiss.
I touch my body to your hands.
Steer me under
the moon is blinded
by the rising sun, we lift
hips and knees and heels.
that curls and falls across the pillow.
Live in me, breathe me in.
Devour all my strawberry skin.
I crawl across
Egypt's cotton to touch
the maze of freckles on your head
with earthquake fingertips.
Grasp me for balance,
but we tumble, twisting in the wind.
ChainsChainsChains6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pierce the heart, damn the mind
Love can make a person blind.
Loss of nerve, loss of speech
The sight of you just makes me weak.
The hint of your sent sends me reeling,
And I can't stand the pain I'm feeling.
I put myself out, everything on the line,
And you've shown me I can't make you mine.
You never were good for me
But that's so very hard to see
When all I want is you and me
Forever till eternity.
I think, perhaps, I'll ne'er be free
The chains of love have captured me.
The WaitThe WaitThe Wait9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I drove out to see her this evening
It's been a while since I last tried
I told no one that I was leaving
The questions make me bleed inside
I brought Daisies, her favorite flower
Hard to believe I still have the same fears
Just sat in the truck for over an hour
Hands trembling, holding back my tears
Staring at the gate trying to summon the might
The anguish inside me is never any less
Sitting there in silence with her within sight
My heart torn by sorrow still so fresh
Stepping out my legs shaking
I make my way down the winding trail
As I draw closer my heart is racing
When I see her all else seems to pale
Standing beside her trembling in fear
My whole body shakes as I kneel
My soul weeps the loss still so near
Reaching out my hand dreading the feel
I brush away the leaves and sand
So that I can read my loves name
The stone is so cold against my hand
Like my heart cold with no flame
My soul has long since joined her
But my body still lingers on
For this sickness there is no c
BrokenBroken8 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Breaking lovers apart
and forgetting all your dreams
Giving up hope
Losing your faith
and unable to care anymore
Feeling the tear
Hurting with ache
Wanting to die
Wishing pain would end
Time to grow up
Leave things behind
curse the past
hate the present
foget your future
Sometimes. SometimesSometimes.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes, the only thing I do is cry, the pain never leaves.
I find new ones, but they only last for a moments time.
This interior pain I feel inside, always stays,
Not to ever leave, just to linger, with no delays.
The pills only numb the situation.
I don't want to awake.
Sometimes I lay down,
I fix my arms crossed over my chest,
close my eyes,
and dream of dying.
My face is soaked from the salty streams, eyes burning relentlessly.
My head is so warm, lungs nailing notches of pain.
I'm just so exhausted, from crying and life.
Not just any life, my life.
Do I even have a real purpose?
Or is it to suffer just?
Sometimes I wonder.
Behind this MaskBehind this maskBehind this Mask4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is the real
Not the fake
Behind this mask
Hides the ugly
And the hate
Behind this mask
Not a smile
Nor a laugh
Behind this mask
No charming word
No loving act
Behind this mask
A hurting soul
All tears flow
Behind this mask
We all go
Ana: Slam PoemAnaAna: Slam Poem3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Today, I ate a half an apple.
Today, I stared at myself in the mirror, saw the jutting of my hips, the mountains of my shoulder blades, and the hills and valleys my ribs made.
With my own eyes
And I hated.
I felt a hate that no person should feel,
Yet I did
My name is Ana, and I weigh ninety pounds.
My BMI is 14.3, and my hair is like thin straw.
They are bright blue, and they are framed by a chubby face with cheekbones that other girls would die to have.
Which erupt from my skin like…
And my mind,
I forget things and I forget to say things and I forget to remember things
Which are important.
But I want to be pretty.
Those fatsos, up to a hundred pounds, so flabby
So fat, and I remember
Being one of them,
Seeing how my very flesh
Hid the bones from sight
And I wanted to be pretty, but I couldn't because I was fat.
I'm still fat.
My stomach is flat,
My feet touch, yet my thighs don't,
My bones stick out like open
Romancing CottonSomeone told me that the balled-up almost was growing inside her likeRomancing Cotton4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a sapling, that soon the girl would be all swell and wet. What she said
was, "don't leave". Her ego was a white sheet caught on a branch, the
type of fabric my mother treated with contempt. Frippery, beautiful
but impractical: keeping it alive was like trying to catch a bubble with
The wind carried the sickly smell of opium and morning sickness,
signals of a spring in which fingers like white spiders cradled
the beginning of bloom. Hope seemed at once skin-near and star-far.
What I offered her was not a marriage proposal, it was a murder
of crows slipping across the sheet of day. Union makes for ardour
and sweat. We were trying to build a body bereft of bones, with
phrases shaped like small sharp pins, like dove-fletched
arrows, like abandoned godsrelatively, you're
beautiful and there are always greater pains.
I assembled cribs, prayed to the god of broken things.