This is confusionI love you so fucking much,This is confusion5 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.
To Who I Was:If life hit you hard, fall, but stand tall,To Who I Was:5 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.
French KissingUsFrench Kissing4 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.
Sleeping InsaneHow can I sleep,Sleeping Insane7 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?~
BrokenBroken7 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
fear.i. i'm not afraidfear.7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of falling; landing face down
and scraping my face on cement
or falling down and tasting mud
and having to crawl, crawl, until i find
a way back up.
i'm just afraid
that i'll never fly.
ii. sometimes i worry
about 'what if i break?' and
'what if no one can put me back
together?' and 'what if
there's no fixing broken people?'
and then i worry
'what if i'm already broken?'
and it scares me.
it scares me.
iii. sometimes, i'll look
inside myself. sometimes, i never
see anything. and i want to grab a shovel
and scrape, scrape, scrape at
the top layers and maybe there's something
underneath, maybe it's not
hollow inside, but i'm so afraid
that it might be. that maybe
iv. the walls of my mind are dark,
lined with sorrows and i lose myself
in my thoughts. i'm lost within
myself and maybe there's no way
out. [i've never been good
with directions, you know.] i'm trapped,
i think. this thought leaves me
exhausted, at the bottom of a hole
with no will to
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
Never Be the Same-9Rose FanficNever Be the Same-9Rose Fanfic4 years ago in Sketches More Like This
Rose stopped cold in her tracks. There it was, sitting on the arm of the chair.
The Leather Jacket.
She walked slowly, as if in a trance. Reaching out, she hesitated. She was afraid to touch it, as if it would disappear, just as The Doctor, her Doctor did just a short while ago.
When fingers finally connected with the cool texture, Rose's breath strangled in a sob. She rushed over and grabbed it, holding it close to her body. She collapsed to the floor, the jacket in a bundle in her arms. Memories flashed in her mind as tears slid down her face.
"I could save the world but lose you."
"What use are emotions if you will not save the woman you love?"
"Just another stupid ape."
"Everybody lives, just this once, everybody lives!!"
"Rose, I'm coming to get you!"
"It was a better life."
"You were fantastic, absolutely fantastic! And you know what...? So was I!"
Rose shook as the tears blurred her vision. Her wonderful Doctor, the man who had changed her life,
RainIt feels like rainRain5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It looks like rain
But that does not dampen my spirits
It may wet them
But thinking of you puts fire in my soul
You don't like her,
But I have no way of telling if you like me
The warm breeze takes my breath away
It reminds me of you
I do not know
It makes me think of our last conversation
And your look when you smile
Your eyes start to squint
And you start to laugh
It may not be as cute as his,
But it means more
I don't know why
Perhaps because I talk with you more
I'm more of your friend
While with him..
I don't think it'll ever work out
He seems more of an acquaintance
That I really like
I look outside
But I don't focus
Not on one thing
My vision goes blurry
And then I start thinking of you
All the while,
Music is playing in the background
I go out of concentration
And instead just listen to the music
This may not be healthy
But I can't help it
I listen especially hard for percussion
That's what you are
You're the second o
Death DeathDeath5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You see me in your eyes my darling demise.
Take me away, drift my soul and disintegrate my body.
Do not cut off my breath till I am asleep,
I wish to go in peace.
Let it be a great feeling of release.
To finally breathe!
To let go of all my constant worries.
I want to feel fresh and new,
Like a spring morning.
The breeze through my long hair,
non-intoxicated skies and waterfalls.
But don't send me to a bright place.
I am not meant to be there.
Send me to a place.
Rainy, yet warm.
Grayish but not black.
Warm not too cold.
Where all my favorite flowers grow.
Plenty of fresh, clean water.
Beautiful animals that wonder around.
A perfect, clean place.
A house made of glass.
Lilly pads and orchids in my ponds.
My lost cat and my soul mate.
The sounds and music that we love so much.
Now send me away death.
To a nice place far away from here and everything hurting me now.
Release me from this pitiful life.
Erase all my scars, gather up all my lost tears.
Lay of the CallerLay of the CallerLay of the Caller5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Please, oh listener, hear my plea,
From pain and torment release me!
Return my heart unto my soul,
Heal my wounds and make me whole!
Awaken me from my deep Sleep,
The boiling cold and freezing heat!
Find me! this I beg,
Hold my body, cradle my head!
Find me! oh listener, before it's too late,
Close the Window, fling wide the Gate!
My clothes are tattered, my wings are shorn,
Find me! I must be reborn!
The night is my day and the day is my night,
Stay, dear listener, do not fright!
The Darkness is surrounding,
My Imprisonment never-ending!
Release me, this I pray,
Do not tarry, dear listener, no, nay!
The Moon is waning and soon will Fade,
The light leaves me alone in this too quiet glade!
My soul tarries in Shadowlands,
I cannot feel the touch of another's hand!
I cannot see, nor taste, nor smell, nor hear,
The only emotions I know now are loneliness and fear!
My hope has long fled,
Now I am left alone with my dread!
Hear me oh listener, and set me Free,
This and this
cheatingIts midnight, and I can hear them in the other room.cheating7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Knowing they think I wouldn't be up so soon.
I hear the moans,
hear the groans.
It may be in my head,
But, I can see him in that bed.
She comes in too.
whispering "I love you."
Her hair across his chest.
His hand up her dress
Slipping it off of her.
They don't even hear me stir.
And his hand's in her hair.
She tells him how much she cares.
The covers go over, Her dress is on the floor.
He took off his shirt after he locked the door.
Their lips lock together as they kiss,
I never believed my love would be like this.
And she's going now. And he comes back to bed.
They just killed me even though it was in my head.
And he thought I was asleep, he made the wrong call.
But, he has no idea....that I heard it all.
Walking Dead: In MemoriamWalking Dead: In Memoriam2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The prison was in mourning. Some of the Woodbury refugees mourned the madness of the man they called their leader. Others, mostly those who enjoyed watched the arena fights, were shocked to learn of Merle’s passing. The newest additions to the group got settled in, chattering happily amongst themselves. Completely, perhaps, even blissfully unaware of the sadness among the original inhabitants of the prison.
Hershel Greene watched Rick and Daryl unload two covered bodies from the back of one of the trucks.
“Who’d we lose?”
“Andrea,” Rick replied.
“The Governor’s butler---advisor , too,” chipped in Daryl.
Hershel sighed. He’d recently come to consider Andrea as good as a daughter, as he considered all the members of the Prison family. He assumed he might be the only one willing to mourn Milton Mamet as well. Rick handed the older man a small leather bound notebook.
'Mechanics''Mechanics'4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Clouds think that their movement in the sky is a result of their will to move.
We are all oblivious to invisible winds.
WonderingsWonderings4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I like to wonder.
Just let any thoughts
I've had recently
Flow through my head.
They can be good
Or they can be bad.
They can be cheery
Or they can be sad.
It really doesn't matter
If it's a thought I've had.
Some thoughts I'll remember
Others I won't
Some I wish I didn't have
And others I just don't.
But enough of this jibberjabber.
The fact of the matter
Is that my mind will rot
If all it's taught
Is to sit around
With no ideas to be found.
Or if pointless rhymes
Waste my time.
So releasing it's shackles
I let it run free
Trying so hard
To make words fit
But simply accepting the fact
That some things
Aren't meant to flow perfectly
Are meant to be wondered about.
That's why sometimes
I like to wonder.
My Brother and I Excerpt:</i>My Brother and I7 years ago in Erotic More Like This
"One more question?"
"About what?" he chuckled.
"It is kind of personal," I warned him.
He laughed, kissing my forehead. He was very open to me tonight, for I realized he was kissing my forehead much more than usual.
I took a deep breath. "What of your own affairs? Is there a young woman who has caught your eye?"
I was very curious, especially after the closeness he was displaying to me tonight.
Francis's arm tightened around me, pulling me closer.
"There is, and she is a very beautiful young woman," he told me.
"Is that all?"
"We are too close to ever have a relationship that is intimate," he admitted.
I gasped with interest.
"You want to be her lover?" I gasped, turning to face him.
He chuckled and nodded.
"I do. Very much. I throb with lust whenever I see her! It is t
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.
Quickest Route Out -A rap-There's electricity on my tongue,Quickest Route Out -A rap-6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you have smoked up lungs,
Two thumbs up, two thumbs down,
Skip town, you're nothing but a sad clown,
On the ground, that's where I kicked you.
Until you were down again old friend.
I have no plans to amend or try this again.
You always took the quickest route,
I have doubts , so can I hear a shout boy scout?
Time to earn your stripes,
In about ten years, you'll be beating you wife.
That's all you have to show for your life.
So skip out while you still got some dignity,
'Coz you won't be getting near me.
I walk with pride, while you tell shitbag lies.
So stay high. Until you die.
Which hopefully sooner than later,
Poser skater, you're just a masterbator.
Spine like mashed potaters.
I watch you fold, this is getting old.
I placed by bets to win back the regrets.
All out on the table,
If only this was a fable.
No happy ending.
So this where it's ending.
My DebutThey call me MangoMy Debut5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The angry fruit
Got an issue with the tude
You can kiss my patoot
Call me conceited
Call me a bitch
Piss me off enough
And you'll see the mean witch
With a verbal lashing
Left you feeling broken
Take this tissue
As an honorable token
Although most of the time
I'm a lot more different
I might you let you in
But you'd have to be patient
To my closest friends
I'm eternally loyal
Forever by their sides
And shit starts to uncoil
I might listen
And then again, maybe not
I'm a hard book to read
But don't be distraught
My friends may run few
But the quality is endless
I live life to the fullest
Think you can control me?
It'll be your biggest mistake
You only get one chance
There is no retake
Want to step up to the plate?
And take a big leap
The stakes might be high
But it's never too steep
For earning my heart
Might be a difficult thing
But in the end of it all
Who will know what that brings?