The Hardest WordTo say goodbye,
It's not the hardest word.
My honesty is all but broken,
And I look away with eyes so blue,
I cannot say with these tears I cry.
To say sorry,
It's not the hardest word.
My ignorance only leaves you shattered,
And I know in my heart so black,
I should apologise but I'd rather fly.
To say no,
It's not the hardest word.
My addiction drives you insane,
And I feel that my ears bleed so red,
As I struggle to answer your one question: why?
The Weeping AngelShe holds her head in her hands,The Weeping Angel4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never breathing or blinking.
She is a morbid master of the sands,
Of time that terrorises your torment:
Gaze upon her vile visage and away you go.
She stands alone in such grace,
Never talking or thinking.
She has her elusive eyes on your face,
Of innocence that isolates your idiocy:
Look at her sinister snarl and you'll depart too.
She watches you with utter patience,
Never whistling or winking.
She'll turn lights low in her defence,
Of malevolence that murders your mind:
Stare out to her granite guise and forget all you know.
The Angel Who Fell From HeavenThere was an angel of the honest skies,The Angel Who Fell From Heaven4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who's white wings were struck,
By the lashes of lightning cries.
She fell from above into earthly muck,
To the wistful wonder of two youths of yore.
With her face in distress of her plight,
She took two feathers of fire,
And gouged out her eyes of eternal light.
In the dirt this heavenly being did tire,
Until she was awoken by the prodding of paws.
Two days rolled past her corrupted visage,
As meek mortals tended to her pain,
To the dismay of the denizen's rage.
In tears this being of beauty tried in vain,
To call out for help from her blood brethren.
For a month and a day she did heal,
Yet vile villagers could not bear her presence,
And coerced her to sup their sordid meal.
Never did this creature fall to fever or trance,
In her wrath she weaved a callous curse.
Upon her saviours she bestowed a charm,
A habitat of hope that kept them secure,
From insanity of idiots who knew only harm.
Though evil began to corrupt her mind so pure,
To be punished
Innocence of the LostLook at the little girl,Innocence of the Lost4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who wishes to be a beautiful ballerina,
In a dream where she'll twist and twirl.
With happiness in her childish laugh,
And no inkling of the meaning of wrath.
Look at the little boy,
Who wishes to be a courageous commander,
In his fantasy all the demons he'll destroy.
With ignorance in his youthful mind,
And no warning of what future he'll find.
Look at the weary woman,
With a frown on her fragile face,
She's doing the best she can.
All hope in her heart is gone,
But for all her woes she'll carry on.
Look at the moody man,
With a grimace upon his grim grin,
He's tired of his life's plan.
Now he sits with a cigarette in his hand,
Knowing his dreams are but ashes in the sand.
Seeds.Holding onto memories of those terrible nights within your grasp is beginning engrave words in your skin and in your thoughts. You can let it all follow around you in the clouds you inhale and the stomach acid you release after those long secluded nights because after all everything is a memory someday.Seeds.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Holding onto your deteriorating past denies it the chance to decay and bloom from the remnants that are leftover.
Your hands don't seem quite so soft and your fears not so subtle. They're rising to the surface along with all the other baggage you deny holding because you're terrified to let it out. Its scratching at your skin from the inside, tearing apart your soul and dancing through your veins. It's tearing up your heart with the claws you just let grow and its holding onto your lungs tightly until there isn't enough room for a last breath.
This could have meant something special and delicate. Like the feeling of skin on skin and when you can hear their heartbeat as your h
A Forgotten Past RememberedI remember waiting, just sitting in my little chair with both hands pressed against the window. The perfect picture of an excited child eager for what was coming. I remember waiting and waiting for hours watching each car that passed by and praying with all my little heart that they would pull into the parking lot,but they never did. Sometimes I can still feel the horrible disappointment that seemed to consume my heart and drag it further and further down as I walked back to the car with tears in my eyes, wondering why mother never came. Little did either of us know that was our last chance to see one another.A Forgotten Past Remembered4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Sometimes life takes us down a path we never thought we would have to go down. Just when we think things can't get any worse then they already are, but something I've learned is that it can always get worse only I learned it the hard way.
It was March 20, 2003. I remember it perfectly, as if it were permanently burned into my memory, doomed to haunt me forever. I was 9 years
The BucketA teacher once said to me,The Bucket4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"A life is like a bucket."
I have learned over the years that this is true.
If you give someone a compliment, or say or do anything kind,
You pour an infinitesimal yet meaningful amount of liquid into that person's bucket.
But alas, those who insult
And rip apart hope,
They dip into the bucket, and take out that precious liquid gold.
Once that person runs out, you in turn cause their self-destruction.
You could lead that one innocent person to take their own life away.
Just one little smirk or look of disgust
Could leave them bone dry.
You may think it funny now: to insult and make fun,
But imagine the feeling you'd feel when you see that person's face--
Plastered all over the news.
That nervousness and guilt
Creeping up your spine as you get shivers all over.
It's unbearable, no?
You know you no-handedly helped cause someone's death.
So think before you say something--anything.
If it hurts someone enough,
You could dip into their bucket
And leave it
New York BabyShe lost faith in the northern skies,New York Baby4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That faded from blue to grey,
And whispered tales of misty mountains
Covered in silence and snow,
She lost faith in the empty faces,
She met along the concrete streets,
That welcomed her home, to the world,
She wished she'd left behind,
She lost faith in the pixie smiles
That were filled with malicious dreams
Lies that spoke in half rhymes, and half truths,
And never thought to question.
She lost faith in the grass,
That died beneath her feet,
And the flowers that frosted over,
as they broke under her touch.
She lost faith in the human race.
Until she sat on the tower block top,
And watched the golden penny drop,
Painting the world a glowing orange,
And casting a ruby shadow over the grey
She had wished to leave behind,
Illuminating the world she was drawn too,
And painting a smile upon her lips.
Hall of MirrorsNo matter where I run or hide, I cannot escape my face.Hall of Mirrors6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Whether laughing, leering, or sobbing is not important;
It remains to haunt me, reminding me I have no strength or grace.
No matter how hard I run, there is always the upward slant;
A bitter slope forged by angry words and shameful pause.
I often wonder at the mighty barriers I build,
Devoid of proper pain or just cause.
No matter how noble or goodwilled
My intentions are at first, they warp and shift,
Becoming the whims of a heartless wretch.
Between all and me lies a bottomless rift;
No matter where I trek to fetch
Some sturdy wood for a brand-new bridge,
My integrity plummets off the lofty ridge.
Faceless FriendsFaceless FriendsFaceless Friends4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Those who are closest may be the farthest away
And the ones right there with you ever distant.
The people whom one cares for are never truly consistent
Yet sometimes the faceless friends are who stay.
The people who you don't know, but talk to every day;
The ones who you'd do anything for, to any extent.
The ones who, when they're gone, you wonder where they went
The ones who you never truly see face-to-face.
Our advanced world is a funny place, where opposite ends may become closest
And a person nations distant can be the greatest friend,
And the people right by you are sometimes unnoticed.
But the faceless friends, the ones for whom a young man wrote this,
The ones upon he can constantly and truly depend;
The people who, thought farthest away, are truly friends of the best.
How I should remember youLet me try and put things between us to rest,How I should remember you4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Even though we both agreed not to start another mess.
Its better for me to remember you by what made you one of the best,
And forgive myself for all the times I made you detest.
I'll remember you as the sweet voice comforting me through the phone,
But don't remember me as a cancer that wouldn't ever leave you alone
I'll remember you as the warmth in my arms as I say hello,
So don't remember me as the child who cried every time you said goodbye.
Everything started off as an accident maybe,
And maybe it ended because we were both a little too crazy;
I'd tell you stupid things and made you ungodly angry,
And I'd get you angrier by saying "I love you and all your personalities",
Time would pass by maybe an hour or two,
You would call me back and say "We love you too".
I'll remember you and I'll remember the times,
So please don't forget me, don't forget the times,
Please don't forget how I'm sorry I couldn't pay you back,
Lets forget the love t
The Willow TreeWe found her swingingThe Willow Tree3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
with the willow's vines,
the bird's singing,
the dog's whines.
We found her dancing
underneath the stars,
nursing fresh scars.
We found her beating,
on a muted drum,
the tune so fleeting,
so quiet and dumb.
We found her crying,
with her head hung low,
and we found her dying,
under the willow.
Surviving YouYour lies became a tidal waveSurviving You4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that crashed above my head,
no matter how I flailed about
you left me there for dead.
The grey clouds washed the skies
and I reached in desperation,
my breath comes in in shallow gasps
in silent suffocation.
I meant the words that traced my lips
I'd never regret a thing,
and though you think your silence kills
it doesn't even sting.
The thunder roaring in my brain
is what makes me hurt inside,
words or not I need you not
you tried to break my pride.
The rain is overflowing
as it fills up to the brim,
I saw your disposition
and it made our future grim.
The lightning shined inside me
it opened my eyes and made me see,
the hand I held beside me
was never meant for me.
Your cold kisses me like you did
my veins run blue with ice,
that crooked way you smile
made clear your evident vice.
Hail pelts my soul
you act like I've already died,
I'm too deep in to pull me out
so covet the tears that I've cried.
My lungs feel your asphyxiation
and my eyes bulge in disbeli
Darkened FruitThe sun catches your hair and engulfs strands in it's light.Darkened Fruit5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The various shades of brown, suddenly turned bright.
I stare in admiration from the back, watching from afar.
Something that can never be mine, my dear and shining star.
Someone I have held up so high, for so many long days.
The same person I had loved and adored in oh so many ways.
But I was always so far away from you and your blissful world,
Because I could never be good enough, so here I lie curled.
For once I was allowed to taste a sweet forbidden fruit,
And hold it to my breast proud, I had won my pursuit.
But then it was ripped away, and shining turned to black.
Oh, how much I had begged and wished for it to all come back.
Still, I feel the dark empty hole that you had left behind,
And wish for it to be filled, until the pain I bear in mind.
All the pain at just having a small delicious taste,
I will not have the whole fruit, and fall to my disgrace.
I cant tell youI cant tell you why poeple die alone,I cant tell you12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I cant tell you why everyone hates.
I can tell you to have strength,
to have courage,
To ignore the world around you,
Go your own way,
make your own friends,
find your own true love,
never hate,never die alone,
let others help cure your tragedies.
Create your style, create your life,
Mold yourself from the clay of being,
and make yourself your own,
I cant tell you why others wont help,
I cant tell you why people kill.
I can tell you to believe in yourself,
to make your dreams come true,
When others refuse, accept.
Learn from mistakes,dont give up,
Hold your head up high.
Fashion your mind,
dont let them push you around.
stand tall and proud.
dont be afraid to be laughed at.
I cant tell you why people go insane,
I cant tell you why people go hungry,
I can tell you to nourish your body,
to enrich your mind and soul,
to learn, to acknowledge the science of life.
and know that you can belong
eat healthy, drink plenty,
do not fast if there is no need.
If This Be My LastIf this be my last,If This Be My Last4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'd better scar the sordid skin,
With a blade cut flourishing fast.
I might not know where to begin,
But I'll end this loathsome life of sin.
If this be my last,
I'd better bruise the bloody bone,
With a hammer blow anguishing aghast.
I never believed this could happen,
But now here I stand with a knife sharpened.
If this be my last,
I'd better tear out the traumatic tendons,
With a scythe flash punishing past.
I could suffer so much internal pain,
But I'll always have these umbra urges again.
FragileHow could something so fragile,Fragile4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As the humble heart of a lover's longing,
Be so easily torn in twain?
Was it his desire to deal in danger,
When he first gazed upon your glance?
How could something so fragile,
As the sweet soul of a valentine's virtue,
Be so tragically annulled once again?
In his honour and humility for you he did hunger,
But never did you care or give into chance.
How could something so fragile,
As the flickering fire of a sweetheart's seduction,
Be so pathetically ruined in the rain?
His amorous advances are all but asunder,
With malice you've split his love with your lance.
RebuttleStupid girl, youre just a stupid girl.Rebuttle6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Look at you crying over those boys.
Theyre not even worth it.
Why do you try so hard?
To see through life, this veil upon,
Your eyes the world has cast it on.
To show you what they want to be,
Whilst rather that you know should be.
The difference is, the veil did work,
Unto its end, its purpose served,
To blind you wet with burning tears,
And hide from you the one that yearns,
Across from you, amidst that crowd,
You see all day and wish away,
He stands for you, and looks at you,
With pleading love inside his heart.
His life like yours a halting start.
He cries for you and bleeds for you
Just to be more close to you
But through your eyes, your tear-stained eyes
You cant see past the worlds dark ties
Regaining Control Was Something ImpliedSeemed like a confession was starting over.Regaining Control Was Something Implied3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
A clean slate to clear my cluttered mind.
Round after round of apologies and I don’t feel any different.
It makes me wonder if being transparent was really worth it.
Almost feels like I’m dragging my feet towards that crucial step forward,
but a step in any direction would be better than where I am today.
If it’s another day wasted,
I can always sleep it off.
Although I sometimes feel motionless in my dreams,
trapped in snapshots from sour moments in time I’ll never be able to fix.
They are like fragile mental pictures too scrambled anyway when I try to focus.
But I think if I could just let them deteriorate this time I could leave this place in my head.
And in the morning I might be in a capacity to sort it all out if it’s not still a fog in my mind.
And If it’s another year wasted,
I think I’m beginning to feel weary and uninterested.
But I know looking back again gets me nowhere.
If I’m still
Escape From RealitySometimes when I close my eyes,Escape From Reality4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I dream of a calmer time when I didn't cry.
To slumber alone in those sunshine days,
Where I was at peace: away from the craze,
Yet I fear I'm wondering lost in their urban plague.
Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I escape to a darker place where I can die.
To linger awhile in that luminous night,
Where I can be content: caught in the daze,
Yet I know I'm struggling now in this hopeless phase.
Sometimes when I close my eyes,
I think of a serene dawn while I sigh.
To vacate away in that voidless space,
Where I shall be alive: independent of that maze,
Yet I wake I'm choking air in that distant place.
But I'm just silently screaming!
From all this dismal dreaming,
When all my tears are sorrowfully streaming!
From my horrid heart that's bleeding,
Can't you see how hard I'm pleading!
ImmoralityI cannot simply let you slip under,Immorality5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ignore the reality of the situation,
The lies, the cheating, the alternate you.
I'm not the type of person,
Who will so blindingly accept,
You and all your faults.
You are immoral in the eyes,
Of God, of society, of me,
But I won't let you burn.
Because despite the accusations,
The growing fear of your separation,
I am not the bad guy.
I will take the ridicule,
The undying hate,
Just to save your souls.
Because i'm not going to support you,
As a pillar of air or sand,
But a pillar of steel.
UselessYou are never here,Useless8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You are always over there.
So far out of reach,
All I am is a useless breach.
Take my hand and see my eyes,
You will realize all the lies.
I wish to fly away from here,
But like I said its never near.
Strangled breath and tears that sting,
It's as if I had lost my right wing.
Can't you see I've always craved,
Every time I see you, I cave.
I wish you'd realize the meaning,
Of all the shared nights, every evening.
I won't touch you, so I sit,
And cry for everything that hurts, the every bit.
I taste the bitterness on my lips,
And I know the only thing I can do is give useless tips.
All I've done is mess up my life,
And now all I want to do is end it with a knife.
I wish you could see,
What all you mean to me,
I wish I could tell you,
I wish I didn't have too, I wish you already knew.
When I sit around at night I get confused,
All I feel is blank feelings, I'm afraid of being used.
Can't you see what all you mean to me,
I wish I could be...everything you want me
BrigitteI have become feminine, with soft edges.Brigitte5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Less sharply shadowed with you pulling cover over me, I
curl around your fingers, slipping
falling through each hour dripping
sweetened with sunrise shared 'tween sheets that now are absent
from your bed.
My fingers are longer, nails are smoother
legs have gotten less mechanic as they're passed over by your hands,
I never dreamed I'd be as pretty as I know I am
reflected in your eyes.
This new curvature to my breast,
foreign, I feel, a woman beats beneath it.
I step light on my toes and you have your feet turned out.
I shrink and spend time at the mirror,
lining my eyes, I pull my lips to the side,
I fix my hair although you flatter
(know full-well that it doesn't matter)
stand behind me, kiss my neck.
We can transcend time to be traditional,
you widen and I cinch at the waist.
ApocalypseThe eagles fall from the sky as the clouds open up,Apocalypse4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The mountains roar as they fall in piles of dust,
With my eyes wide shut, I see,
That I could be the strongest man alive,
But even I will fall,
Leaves fall from the tree,
The water runs dry,
My tongue tastes nothing,
Because I refused to see,
Evil has a heart, and a heart has evil,
They still say we can't change,
That I can't change,
We are all going to die someday,
So let's share a drink as the world burns to ashes,
Let the people eat the heart,
Drink the blood of glory,
Because these are our last days,
One last moment,
One last hell yeah,
One last kiss,
One last kill,
The spirits will rise as the bodies fall,
Swipe in and take it all away,
As the buildings burn,
As the fingers run over the keys,
We will still remain the same,
We will always be the same,
Like the last chance,
This is our day,
Face your demons, because we're all dead,
We won't get any better,
But I remember this,
In the fac