Too IndifferentHate me, I don't careToo Indifferent3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hate me, if you dare
I am who I am and I won't change
I won't take back a word I meant
Despise me, say I am deranged
Since to your world order I never bent
Mock me, I don't care
Mock me, if you dare
Your words mean nothing to me at all
Soon your wrath will fall back on you
Insult me and yell at me and squall
Smoke and mirrors, in the end, off they blew
Charge me, I don't care
Charge me, if you dare
Blame me for all things I committed
And for all I have not done
Are you better if I admitted
Them? Too bad, but you still have not won
Bark, little dog, bark
Bite, little dog, bite
Try, little dog. I won't fight with you
You're too indifferent to me
You're not the first, not the last one, too
Who can't (under)stand the way I chose to be
Don't Don'tDon't6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't pretend to know me,
Don't pretend to care,
Don't think you're clever;
I can see in your eyes, there's nothing really there.
Don't lend a hand,
Don't ask if I'm okay,
Don't think I'll trust you,
When I know you'll look the other way.
Don't be nosy,
Don't be mean,
Don't cry for attention,
Don't make a big scene.
It's kinda pathetic, but...I miss you, y'know... Soon as you're gone,It's kinda pathetic, but...3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It hurts to want to hug you and there be no one.
I miss you as soon as I stop talking to you,
I miss you even when we talk, unless I'm hugging you.
I know it's pathetic, I really do...
But I guess it's just because I love you.
Sometimes I'm scared there'll be no one there
But then I wake up, and thank God it's a nightmare.
Jennifer, I want you to believe that I love you
And I want to hear that you love me too.
Jennifer, I love you and I love you true.
And I'm not ashamed to say that I need you.
Define Depression."Define depression for me, will you?"Define Depression.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Well, not doing anything or having the motivation to, is one."
"You're just lazy."
"Okay, what about another one?"
"Staying inside all day and being anti-social?"
"And what did you shout at me for yesterday?"
"That's got nothing to do with it!"
"...Why did you stop me seeing her?"
"You know who, the shrink."
"...It was making you worse."
"Ah... And how was it making me worse?"
"Well, you were acting... You were arguing."
"Acting human, maybe? Showing my feelings?"
"Shut up and take the dogs out."
"...She suggested medication, you know."
"You'd rattle when you walk if you took all the meds."
"Yes, if I took all the meds the doctors suggest..."
"Glad you're finally seeing sense, son."
Denial.I know I'm in denial,Denial.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Saying I don't love her.
But I still say it all the while,
Because I have been hurt.
I know I should stop this,
I know I should just face it.
But I can't face up to this,
I can only run away from it.
I know that I still love her,
I would take her back in a heartbeat,
But as I can't have her,
I lie to myself, looking down at my feet.
I know that I still love her,
But Denial is my only friend.
FatePending choices, which one is right?Fate3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can I make the right choice tonight?
Only one direction will take me to my destination
Only one path will lead to salvation
Is freedom worth fighting for, If it means I'm in chains?
Is my future worth living for, if I have all this pain?
Uncertainty presses heavy on my chest
With all this anxiety my thoughts never rest
If only I had answers to this burning question
If only I had an arrow, pointing to the right direction
My life is balancing on the tip of my tongue
One wrong word and I can't turn and run
I'm running out of time, I have to make this choice
But I can't think clearly with all of this noise
It's time to close my eyes, let my heart decide
If this decides my very fate- I'd rather chose it blind
Spirit DayYou try hard not to crySpirit Day5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For all those who didn't and don't have to die.
You sit in your room and pretend it's alright,
You try to be silent as you tear in the night.
Hatred and ignorance, confusion and fear,
You look through the crowds and realize - it's here.
In the halls, 'that's so gay!'
In the streets, 'you're a fag!'
It's a choice,
It's a sin,
If you are, you aren't 'in'.
You chose to be you,
You chose to be sick,
A dyke, or a queer, or a boy sucking dick.
Who would choose to be hated?
Who would choose to be sick?
Those people out there, they don't know worth a lick.
We are people who live,
We are people who die.
We are sons, daughters, humans,
Both you and I.
You can call me a fag,
You can call me a dyke,
You can threaten and bash,
And hate all you like.
I know I am strong.
I know I will love.
Straight, gay, or bi,
It all comes from above.
IfAnd if I couldIf3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would push this needle straight to my skin
Sewing up the edges to keep all the pain in
And if I could
I would tie the fraying seams tight
To give the illusion that everything is alright
And if I could
I would forget you ever existed
Pretend we never happened, so I don't need to fix it
And if I could
I would burn up every memory
But that's impossible, because you are a part of me
And if I could
I would tear the pain straight from my chest
I'd forget about you like I forgot all the rest
And if I could
I would get stitched up and be all better
Perfectly intact, just like all of your letters
And if I could
I would be just fine
Living life, though you're not mine
And if I could
All the haunting dreams would leave me
I wouldn't wake up and wish I were still dreaming
But I can't
Because you're everywhere
But I can't
Because you're nowhere
But I can't
Because we're through
But I can't
Because I miss you
I would've been.I would've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,I would've been.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know why I tell you this, it's not like you care.
I would've been a legend if it wasn't for the time,
Age of heroes has come and gone, all I can do now is rhyme.
I would've made something of myself, if I'd had the motivation,
But now, I just lie in wait, awaiting even more degradation.
I could've been someone, or something, I know I could,
But right now, it's all talk, all "Could, should, would."
Then there's that "if" or that "but" getting in the way,
I could've been a masterpiece, but here I am, rotting away.
No one even gives me a second glance,
I'm not a famous one like Rembrandt's.
I could've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,
If only the people looking after me had taken more care,
I could've been perfect, and remembered forever,
But now I am just a portrait, of the Forgotten Reaper.
A Different PerspectiveI ask you how a knife feels as it digs into a man's heart.A Different Perspective3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does it shy away from the pain it inflicts,
is it sickened by the sight of the blood?
Or does it long to sink deep into his chest,
down to the bone handled grip?
(You reply that it doesn't feel either way,
whether a knife wants it or not a man dies today.)
I ask you if your shoe is tired, for its growing old.
Does the pain of being crushed by your feet
take rest and resonate deep in its sole?
Or does it love the honor of being used by you,
and willing to keep making your footprints.
(You say it's meant to be stepped on, it's a shoe
it doesn't have feelings like me or you)
I ask you how your pillow feels this morning.
Is it tired because you kept it up with your nightmares,
your endless tossing and turning.
Or does it feel loved as you grip it tight
and hug it deep into the middle of the night.
(You tell me your pillow is doing okay
but it's only a pillow so it doesn't matter anyway.)
I ask you if a judge's hammer regrets what i
About HateWhen hate is a fire, then it's burning cold.About Hate3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
All consuming, raging uncontrolled.
Hot tears are burning in eyes and on skin,
Unable to calm the storm within.
The consumptive flame turns from red to white.
Burns down borders between wrong and right,
Disoriented reason leads astray.
Lined with ash and debris is the way.
Beneath the heat of raging fire is ice,
For firstly the cold did heat entice.
When freezing the heart in its icy grip.
The shell won't melt, won't break or rip.
She Doesn't KnowShe doesnt knowShe Doesn't Know7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How lovely she is,
How a radiance
And a passion for life
Shimmer about her
And infect all those
Who are lucky enough to be around her.
She doesnt know
What a brilliant mind
And remarkable ideas
Grin beneath her shy façade
And wait for the world to discover them.
She doesnt know
How she has changed me,
How her smile,
Have attached themselves to me
And I will never shake them off.
She doesnt know.
This is Me, BeggingIf I could play guitarThis is Me, Begging3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’d write you a song.
If I could run that far
Then I’d run all night long.
But I’m no good at that
So you’ll have to settle for this.
What is this?
It's a plea
Please come home
I'm all alone
And nobody understands.
I don't want you to R.I.P.
I want you here with me
But I'm not God
And He hates me
So, for now,
I guess it's R.I.P.
Academics do not define intelligenceImagine this excruciatingly boring scenario:Academics do not define intelligence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the tick tock of the clock and study music
replays endlessly in the background of
solitary confinement, tinted brown and grey.
The music plays repeatedly, driving one to
a crazy and abnormal sense of utter bliss.
Books laid out, citing the notorious math rules -
sine, cosine and tangent, or as I like to call it
Silly oval-like hippopotamus (SOH)
Come around here! (CAH)
The obvious adventure (TOA)
The rules that bring an adolescent's minds
to a state of confusion and delirium, tucked
deep into the cortex of our brains used for
nothing except the storage of knowledge.
The thoughts provoking me are telling me
Can intelligence be measured on your knowledge?
Can it not be your characteristics, skills, or of the sort?
Where have our lives escaped? In this race to
be the best achiever in this dulled world where
you only get to die once make sure you die
FriendsFriendsFriends10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I love them and I hate them,
I need them but yet sometimes I want them far away.
I hurt their feelings sometimes but expect them not to hurt mine.
I wish they would be this or that but I love them they way they are.
They are funny and loud,
They are quiet and reserved.
They are obnoxious and immature,
They are clingy and needy.
They are sometimes rude,
They are sometimes mean.
They don’t always understand me,
They don’t always listen.
Some secretly hate me,
Some secretly can’t live without me.
Some don’t really care,
Some don’t know what to say.
I love them all the same though.
I most definitely need them too.
But I just don’t know if they need me…
Move onBack and forthMove on3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The thoughts in my head
From all the words you said
My hands shook
As I fought back emotion
My throat closed
My tears like an ocean
I flipped the switch
All my feelings suppressed
I tell myself
This is for the best
You walked on me
And left me in pieces
I was there for you
Yet you weren't there when I needed
I lived for you
And you took me for granted
I almost died for you
Yet all these lies you planted
Too many chances
You used them all twice
Despite how it hurts
I have to take my own advice
You're no good for me
You just hold me down
If I keep following you
I know you'll surely let me drown
I'm better off
Away from your cold grip
It feels harder to live
I'll make it
With me and me alone
My heart you no longer own
Forever MoreForever MoreForever More3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's said true friendship is strong
A tree hundreds of years old
yet I saw a withered leaf falling
And the green begins to fade
Look beyond the withered leaf
See past the fading green
Look down into the soil
Where strong roots do grow.
I can hear dry branches cracking
And all the oncoming storms
Black clouds darkening the sky
Are we strong enough to prevail?
Though the branches may crack
As the winds bend them back
Look beyond the darkening clouds
The rays of the sun can be found.
I don't want to lose what we had.
I don't want to see it die.
But the wind takes the leaves away.
A barren skeleton is what is left.
You will not lose what is there
The beauty of nature will prevail
For beneath the soil the roots will grow
Blooming leaves that are forever more
When did we stop to care?
Hoping the tree's big enough
Our visits became rare
FighterMy tongue is a weaponFighter3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sharp as a blade
My mind is a tool
You best be afraid
I've practiced my skills
And mastered my arts
I dare you to attack me
I'll tear you apart
My love is my armor
My strength is my shield
In the past, you've won battles
But I've long since healed
So when we meet again I'll be ready
This time I will win
I'm ready to stand up
And bring out the fighter within
FriendshipFriends will always be there for you no matter where you go.Friendship8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They'll make you smile, help you out, and let their feelings known.
Friends will always protect you from the dangers of the world
They'll never leave you lonely, never let you be just another girl.
Friends will always keep your secrets and promise not to laugh
And even if they do laugh, their promise will always last.
Friends are to be treasured because good friendships are rare.
Only a few in this world will always truly care.
So hold on to the good ones and let go of the bad
Because life is too short to always be sad.
Share the good moments with all that you see
Because everyone's heart deserves to be free.
So shed all your worries, let go of your woe
And travel with me to a world we all know.
It's full of good memories, sewn together with care
An escape from reality when reality's not fair.
Lets make a promise now to always help out
Because that is what friendship is truly about.
So lets go together to this magical place
WordsThe meeting of the support group was taking place in the Dusty Dictionary—a refuge from the world for the archaic and lesser-used words in the English Language.Words1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
“Who would like to start?” asked the group leader, poltroon. “Ruth, perhaps?”
The word quivered a little. “My name is ruth, and I’m an archaic word….” It gave a sob. “I’m so sorry…”
“Take your time,” said poltroon.
“It’s just so hard!” said ruth. “I haven’t worked in years, and I’m not sure I ever will again. But ruthless is constantly being employed. It doesn’t make any sense. How can people have ruthless without needing ruth?”
Dandled nodded sympathetically. “I rarely get any gigs nowadays myself. But when I do, I turn up and find dangled has pinched the job. ‘He dangled the baby on his knee.’ What the hell does that even mean? Sounds bloody dangerous to me.”
What Is Love?Love can be good and love can be bad.What Is Love?10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Love can make you happy or sad.
Love is a blessing and love is a curse.
Love can be for better or worse.
Love can break and tear out your heart.
Love can tear you completely apart.
Love can bring happiness to one's eyes,
As he sings joyfully up in the skies.
Love can bring torment, agony, and pain.
Love can make one go insane.
Love can bring happiness, joy, and bliss,
Making one want that one simple kiss.
Love is unique in its own special way,
But love can make someone go astray.
Love is a feeling with strength and power,
So even the strongest man will offer a flower.
Love can get you through all rough times,
Love can be a motive for worst of all crimes.
Love's that feeling that makes one be at ease.
Love's that illness that's the worst of disease.
So grab your loved one, and hold them tight.
Make them feel the love you feel you might.
For some, love lasts not long at all, never,
But for others, it lasts for all of forever.
Rock BottomThey say a rolling stone gathers no moss,Rock Bottom3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so when I shudder to a halt
The rocks in my feet continue to grind.
I feel the sand in my lungs
and the regretful mist silting in my heart
as the waves come back in
reaching eagerly for my legs, spooling, churning
over me. Rooted in my misery.
I know the rocks in my feet will help me drown.
PoetryTrue meaning lies in wordPoetry3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As true strength lies in the pen
True meaning never falters
A strength rare among men
Muscle will not fix your errors
It will only delay their worth
But pen and the words it brings
Will warm you like a hearth
Words of true meaning will help
Problems soon to be fixed
Words we will always remember
An ever-burning wick