I Don't CareThose heart-wrenching feelings have long since passed
Of togetherness, of love
Later came the shock of agony
Which I have rose above
Now I see you on the floor
Cold and bumpy to the touch
Remembering the last time I saw you
And how I used to feel so much
Remind me of the days of holding hands
Fingers entwined between fishnet gloves
Passionate, tender moments, exchanging hot kisses
With a girl I used to love
You are round and brown with little black bumps
A cute smile painted for a face
You had a match worn by another
But that was in another place
I don't think much of her anymore
She doesn't come to mind
And I believe it's for the better
To leave the past behind
Maybe she still thinks of me
Running my fingers through her hair
Maybe she still has those photos
But I honestly don't care
I don't know who she's with or where she is
Or if she's got a new madame
But I don't really want to know
Because I don't really give a damn
All I know is that I'm fine
And what's meant to be will be
song unsung.we keep at a distance, perhaps because we'resong unsung.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
unprepared. and i am most certain i'm still
but it's not on the timeline, of you addressing me,
as if nothing ever happened, and i'm supposed to bow at your feet.
not worth a 'hi', not worth 'hello',
not worth a glance into your simple soul
but now you're just a muse i keep breaking.
these lyrics to a verse i kept
playing in my head, back and forth, so back and forth,
like you and i and last year's fading tides.
so keep your drunk rebellion, keep that cheap perfume.
i don't want your anger, or your name in my tattoo.
it's not a loss if you surrender, it's the lack of transparency
that brought us both to our demise, and my
bullets at your feet.
not worth a 'hey, not worth 'goodbye',
just worth a couple of your shallow lies
but now you're just a figure in my poems.
your body's cold on the side
i never let you once reside,
and this is just some song unsung.
you're just my song still unsung.
we keep at a distance, perhaps because
All the wrong choicesStaring up at the bleak night skyAll the wrong choices2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Needles of rain like ice hit my skin
Run down my face, merge with my tears
My arms outstretched, palms facing the sky
Pools collect in my hands
My heart is numb from years of hiding
I just want to feel, I just want to feel
Find myself here every rainy night
Welcoming the icy pain that proves I'm still alive
As I think of him
Him and him, the two of them together
Smiling, laughing, embracing, kissing
And I can't help but torture myself with watching
From the place where I've been hiding for so long
I forged it myself
Brick after brick of heavy lies
Cemented together with all the wrong choices
Can't afford the hope of a single window
Left only a tiny, bolted-up door
As a way out
If only I had the nerve to open it
If only, but I left it too late
Now I'll only ever imagine him in my arms
And his laugh, as light and sweet as wind-chimes
Is just in my head
Maybe things could have been different
If I hadn't taken the cowards way out
Maybe it could have been m
Z-Day Pt.1"Shit," I gritted out, dragging myself back behind the dumpster as best I could. I could hear the groans of the few remaining undead getting closer as their shuffling steps approached. My trembling fingers loaded more bullets into my only chance of surviving this attack, desperately begging my fingers to steady themselves as the bullet slipped from them again. I frantically wiped my hand against my shirt, trying to clean the blood off my fingers so I could actually hold onto the bullets I needed. The burning feeling was making its way steadily up my left arm, almost worthless to me now as I slipped in the last bullet and pulled the useless limb in close to me.Z-Day Pt.12 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The shuffling was so close now I could smell the decay wafting off the mangled bodies, peeking around the corner to see that I was right. There were five more of the disgusting creatures lumbering their way toward me, and two who had stopped to begin tearing into the freshly dead bodies on the street. I grimaced, bracing myself a
My Two Fathers'My Two Fathers'2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
My parents come to pick me up from school,
You laugh, whisper and point at my parents and me.
I never say anything back or cry,
I love my two dads and they love me.
My family is perfect, yours is not.
While you eat alone at your home.
I'm eating with my two fathers, laughing and smiling.
You're lucky to hear 'I love you' from your parents every few weeks,
I hear it every day.
My parents never fight, while yours does.
People come up to me and say 'Two guys can't raise a child you know.'
My father's love, care and help me like any parent should.
You have no right to say that.
I'm in detention every week for hitting someone who insults my parents.
I'm proud to say that I have two fathers in my life.
Tears of SorrowTears of sorrowTears of Sorrow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cries of fear
The pain is excruciating
The agony intense
Let me go?
I will go
I cannot bear this anymore
Don't let me hold you back
Don't let me bring you down
I can leave
Leave your life
Leave this town
Tears of sorrow
Of self blame
How could I trust again?
for youFor you I writefor you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For you I stay
For you there will be joy
For you I do what I can
For you I shall be light
Because you care
I shall try to stay sweet
For you I try
For you I fight
But not alone
Because you care
I will light the way
For you I will not go
Who I AmI took a knife,Who I Am11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To my skin today,
To see if I could wash away,
All the horrid things I've done.
Wash it all away,
With drops of blood.
I took a knife,
To my skin today.
I want to give my soul away.
The very essence of me.
I don't value it, you see.
My favorite sin,
Is blade against skin.
Just the slightest pressure,
Is my release.
But this release,
Does not make me weak.
This release makes me,
Maiden Never MineSpeak not fair maidenMaiden Never Mine2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
For you words prove unkind
Like a dagger to my soul
As my heart's roughly bind.
I share with you my agony
So see fit as you may
The pain you bring upon me
Shown bright and clear as the day.
I deserve what you punish
You scold with a right
But for all you should know
I still scream your name deep in night.
A lover you're not
A fighter perhaps
But none the less I see passion
With you I relax.
Yet you don't feel the same
Disgruntled you are
You never expected deep feelings
The evening we met in that bar.
A friend you did seek
When he broke your stone heart
I apologize for my emotion
Our ways it doth part
I speak not of love
For that 'tis too soon
But stay together I beg
Like buds before bloom
Let our flower not part
Let it stay dormant
For away I'll not stand
Please give me your tolerance
I know not why I
Feel simply so strongly
But if I had choice,
To make you feel comfort I'd let me feel lonely
So dear Maiden I ask
She who is not mine.
If you must be another's
SuicideI'm not okay.Suicide11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm not "free."
I'm not the me,
You think to be me.
I'm falling up,
Into a beautiful sky of blood.
All of it's mine,
Leaving my body,
In a torrential flood.
I want to leave,
Pop those pills.
In roaming the rolling hills.
I want my canvas,
Of blood and skin.
I want my body destroyed,
To commit that beautiful sin.
I want the pain,
The poison and death.
I want that exhilaration,
And loss of breath.
I want to die,
And go away.
So I shall take my life,
Deep-RootedAll that heated conflict and deep-rooted denial,Deep-Rooted2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has been brewing for an ever-lasting era.
After contemplating and rejecting awhile,
The path to acceptance drew nearer.
LightmareThey use to come,Lightmare2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shrouded by night,
But now they come,
Despite the light.
They arrive without warning,
Even while I'm awake,
I cant stop my mourning,
Even if it is fake.
Plagued by disease,
Wrought with unease,
I sit here writhing,
As the church is tithing.
Wrought with disaster,
Because I rebuke their Master.
Now I must pay
for my disobey.
Gods vs Gays Gays vs. godsGods vs Gays2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Ever since I was little ; every summer I'd pack a few outfits and my older sister
Ashley and I would get picked up by our Aunts Linda and Gloria for a few days of having
fun at their old 17th century house and swim in their in ground poor , We would go to the
Movies or go shopping. I never really thought about anything else. I was young and
These were my two favorite aunts. I never thought that there could be people in the world
That could hate my aunts for being who they are and loving each other.
Once I got older I started to realized that my aunts were not like other families,
my aunts were lesbian, but to me they were my aunts that I had
Prisoner 3223Date: July 23rd, 2016Prisoner 32232 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Location: Kansas City, MO, U.S.
A young woman stood in her kitchen, making herself some scrambled eggs for the morning meal. She lived alone, and was alone, much of her family unable to contact her. The television was on, but for the most part, she was ignoring it, concentrating on her food.
This young woman's name is Jennifer Absal. She is 27 years old, and she is a lesbian. Most of her family was either dead or another homosexual. She has no contact with them, or anyone, to protect herself. She is not open about her sexual preferences, and has never dated. Why, you may ask?
America, land of the 'free', has a new law. For 'the protection of the innocent', the entire LGBT community has been forcefully entered into camps spread out across the country. So their 'sinful ways' don't 'infect' the innocent, God-fearing Christian boys and girls. Anyone even suspected of homosexual, bisexual, or transexual behaviors, including their supporters, are always forced into thes
Sexism: A Double Edged SwordTHESIS: Individuals should have the right to express their gender however they choose to do so.Sexism: A Double Edged Sword2 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
The way we dress is not everything, but the way people react to our appearance certainly affects how we feel about ourselves. The clothing we wear can tell many things about us, but no matter what outfit you put on this morning, it almost certainly reveals one basic thing: gender. I'm not the most feminine dressing girl; I'm more comfortable shopping in the boys' section, and usually no one reacts badly to my appearance. But one day, almost a year ago, one woman did. I walked into the movie theatre donning my normal attire, and no one said anything. No one said anything until I walked into the ladies' room. An older woman, who was already standing in the ladies' room, began screaming, "You're in the wrong restroom!" Was I in the wrong restroom? Ah, I suppose my short hair and boyish clot
A Not So Princely CharmingWith Shining armor and perfect graceA Not So Princely Charming2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With perfect hair, eye, body and face
We all know of the one in our hearts
The one we love whose never thwart
You hear me speak you imagine him
Someone who's noble, someone to win.
You picture a man tall, strong, and stoic
You picture chiseled features from the mind of this poet.
A princess in a tower, that could be me
In fine silk my dress falls well past my knees.
A woman to fancy, that I sure am.
I woman with a name like Sam or Diane.
The Modern Day Princess with tan skin and jeans
Someone whose fun who loves jelly beans.
But to my prince there's a secret hid deep inside.
As you read on suspense grows tense but confide.
You think you know it?
This secret I hold?
What do you think, go ahead and be bold.
"Does he beat you?" you ask
I shake my head no.
Gentle hands grasp me and true love we show.
"Has he loved another, naughty nights proving long?"
No, I say, yet again you are wrong.
A virgin at self both me and my love.
So what is it so strange lik
LearningI'm slowly learning to accept and embrace my imperfections,Learning3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I no longer care if you do or not.
I'm making an effort to move on,
I don't need you in my life and I don't want you either.
I'll find my own way,
I'll make my own life.
I'll find love somewhere.
Can't I Make you Smile?Can't I make you smile?Can't I Make you Smile?3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Can I make you see...
That I'm worth your while...
That you belong with me.
Can't I be your lover?
Can I be your man?
Or is there someone other
Who will make you see you can...
Can't I be you soulmate?
Can I be your girl?
Do you feel this is fate...
Or a tragedy unfurled...
Can't I show my love for you?
Can I hold your hand?
Why don't you see my love is true?
Is it because I'm not a man...?
Hand in hand.Hand in hand.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You're in social education
Your teacher suddenly gets called out of the room by a distraught looking principal, the students in the room begin talking and messing around
Both the principal and the teacher come back in minutes later, the entire classroom falling silent at the grave looks of despair on their faces.
"Students, we have some terrible news, your classmate and friend Scott Richardson has died, He took his own life late last night ."
You hear no more, there is a dull buzzing in your ears as the people around you break down in sobs, all wondering what they did to cause their classmate such distress and pain that the only way out was for him to commit suicide.
You just sit there
Staring at the wall with a blank look on your face.
You don't understand you never knew him; you had only talked to him once, smiling at him when he lent you a pencil in math class two weeks ago.
Yet you remember it vividly now, every time you saw him in the hallway, every time you were grouped toge
The Taste of YouI want to wake up next to youThe Taste of You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and curl my naked arms
around your belly
and arch my back in a morning stretch
and yawn into your hair.
I want to press my toes into your calf
and kiss your shoulder
and the back of your neck
and tickle down your spine
with spindly fingers
and test the echo of your ribcage
with my cheek pressed to your chest
and swallow you in dainty morsels
until your heartbeat is my own.
InsideHere I stand; at my feet, this land -Inside2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Merciless realm that would overwhelm.
As I see what's laid before me,
wretched skies sear my eyes.
A crimson glare with a fell stare
consumes us all and brings our fall:
hand of man, its actions be damned.
All are the same: symbol of shame...
"Too many wrongs, yet perfection it longs.
Impudence-rife, irreverent to life.
Ever fain to seek its gain,
Never to cease violence for peace."
I walked the road; my pace soon slowed,
and shifted my sight toward a light.
Paths entwined all poorly designed...
those others are lost, their lives they'll exhaust.
...This image is ours? "Mankind devours...?"
I will not submit and "see where I fit."
This light I pursue, of which no others knew,
will lead me astray from that damnable way.
I may not be known, but I won't bemoan
what others have sought; what I have not.
I'll survive this Hell, for I know full well:
I am inside...conformity denied.
Sweet nightmareShe made her way up another flight of stairs. Her friend had called her and asked her to come to an apartment that she wasn't even aware her friend had. She had been on her way somewhere, but she hadn't told her friend that. She was sure she could just drop by, see what her friend wanted and be on her way.Sweet nightmare2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The heels of her shoes clacked lightly on the stairs. She didn't usually wears heels, or dresses for that matter, but the event called for it.
When she got to the apartment in question, she just let herself in. After all that's what her friend told her to do.
The apartment was beautiful. It was only lightly lit and everything in the room she had walked into had a very homey feeling to it. Her friend had painted something on the wall, but she wasn't interested. She was drawn to the next room and when she stepped in there, her breath was taken away.
Her friend lay on a double bed, her short hair fanned out on the pillow, her eyes half closed as she started at her.
She had opened her mo
Shot at happinessOnce upon a time I pledged my loved to a girlShot at happiness2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I loved her then
And I love her still
I had a shot at happiness
And yet I threw it away
Looked at it with a grimace
Pain it caused me to look away
Though you did not know it
I feel it each and every day
Words cannot describe the pain it caused me
I deserved it all and more, so
Please do not feel sorry for the person I have to be
I greet the sorrow
And welcome the grey
I live only for tomorrow
I do not know how you are doing
The only thing I know for sure
Is the earth is still moving
Many days I do regret
And though I try hard
In my dreams I cannot soon forget
I failed to be there for you in your darkest hour
Anything I have to say
In your ears turns sour
Life gave me the chance at sweetness
And I gave it away its true
My life is now filled with bitterness
I lost my shot at happiness
I Love a BoyEvery part of me wants him.I Love a Boy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Body and Soul
ache for the unattainable.
His soft golden hair whispers
His deep blue eyes implore
I long for his touch.
Being near him, without being with him
I will roll over and see his smile,
blissfully content as mine.