The Real MeI am who I am
and always will be
I need to get happy cause
this is me
theres no need to cry
just open my eyes
to find the person that I call me
Cause I now I am great
strong and wise
this is the person I need to be
and who I must find
I cant hide myself
need to come out and shine
be the brightest thing in the sky
and let everyone see the real me
I'm now proud to be
what I think is me
the person I've been looking for all my life
yes, the real me
MazerunnerMazerunner3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It started off all new to me
I woke up and all I could see
was boys all around
bunched up in a crowd
I was in a new place
surrounded with walls
Only knowing my name
that was all
Confusion ran through me
all through my head
I had woke in a place
and it wasnt my bed
I hadnt known then
what I know now
that my life was changed
and the trials strated NOW
They made me run through a maze
full of these thing
wanting to kill meeeeee
making shore I didnt get to theeeeee eeeeeennnnnnd
I had to figure out maps
that showed our way out
defend all my friends
and get to help
Wicked rescued us then
gave us a bed and and a home
brought us to safety
and we aaaaaaaaalllll made it to end
Love Letter From Moon to SunDearest sun,Love Letter From Moon to Sun4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Everyone keeps telling me that you'll just burn me, that you're too hot to handle. But I don't think I'd mind- because my world quite literally revolves around you, and I'm fine to get caught up in your orbit, even if it leads me to oblivion. We rise and fall and wax and wane, a vicious cycle of quite unrequited love, a long fatal love chase, putting an end to more days than I care to number that I could have spent with you instead, if only you would let me catch up.
I think about you every night, and I long for the days when we share a horizon- even though I'm the one rising and you're setting. It's tragic, seeing you slip away like that, in a maelstrom of color and energy, and feeling it's my fault in a way, that I can do nothing about it. Those creatures down below, they like say it's a mistake when we appear together in the sky, like two irises glaring judgementally down upon them, that it's as if I woke up too early- but secretly, I sometimes do it on purp
StarsIt isStars4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when our eyes
I see you
reflected in your eyes
you don't feel
Falling away from youCold and chill wrap my body fast,Falling away from you4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
As I sit outside thinking of the past.
The days are growing shorter,
And so is the passion for my lover.
The leaves are changing on the trees,
Everytime I talk to him I want to flee.
Halloween is close to us,
It's hard to talk to him with out making a fuss.
The summer was fun,
But I believe I'm done.
He's changed my mind too much,
To my sweater I clutch.
The smells of Autum steal my nose,
Time to push 'that door' close.
Time to focus on more important things,
Like school, grades and the fall fling.
Dreams Are For the NightDreams are friends during the nightDreams Are For the Night4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When it gets so dark outside
They're afraid and come to you
And trade their splendor for your might.
But dreams are only for the night
As they go towards all things bright.
In the day when they see light
They will leave you and take flight.
Helloit's time for goodbyeHello4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but I scream, "hello"
for every time I was silent.
you don't know how badly I ache
to change all our exchanges
into long conversations.
I stayed away but now find
we're out of time without warning.
even now I can't speak
afterall, how can you say "goodbye"
without saying "hello"?
I'll always dream of what could have been
while you'll never know.
so let this be my first and final
The Man in the Coffee ShopThe man who works at the coffee shop looks like you. I noticed this some time ago and have since frequented the place. He recognizes me now. He smiles at me when I come in. His smile even looks like yours. He doesn't say hey though- you always said hey.The Man in the Coffee Shop4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I still work at the library even though you're not there.
Sometimes I look over to your desk and expect to see you typing at your computer, but someone else is there now. It's not you.
Sometimes someone will come in who looks like you. Maybe he will have the same hair, same stature, same profile, same laugh, same voice. It's never been you.
Sometimes I drive myself crazy. I pull at my hair and scream 'till my lungs burst. I scream for and at you. I ask how you could have left me here.
Sometimes I allow myself to believe that I will see you again. By chance we will run into each other in a Wal-Mart far away.
I go to the coffee shop on Tuesday afternoons. I order a small chai tea with milk.
Sometimes the man is working at th
burning mirrors, freezing souls.ready?burning mirrors, freezing souls.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
have you ever stopped
to think (clearly)?
i see nothing but
burnt out memories
inside your head
and a soul so freezing
cold that refuses to
i'm the kind of demon
to scare you in your sleep
ripping apart your dreams,
feeding your nightmares.
is there anything darker
is there anything lighter
how does nothing look like?
take a look in the mirror,
you tell me.
i can see it.
it's coming out of you.
taking away small
particles of thoughts.
will you ever see again?
you've always hated mirrors,
you say they show you
your worst enemy.
is the darkness enough
to take your sight away?
then, keep burning.
instead, instead, insteadi can't remember the last time i saw you.instead, instead, instead4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
instead, i trace your name
along my arm:
goosebumps like braille, raw
the soft side of my wrist
you've never touched.
i know me better than i know you
and i don't know me at all.
i can't remember the last time i spoke to you.
instead, i erased your number
from my phone:
i'll miss your static, my poor
pretending to have nothing to say.
you never guessed that i was penning novels
beneath my tongue.
what i do remember is
the last time i was whole:
my hand and yours
now i'm left with splintered palms and
ghosts between my fingers.
Piano PlayingI am a pianistPiano Playing4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you are my piano, dear.
I play minuets along your ribcage,
Write love songs on your arms,
And press your vertebrae like keys
To let soft chords fill the empty space.
Your hairs are the resounding strings,
Your lips are polished brass pedals
That make everything loud and soft at the same time.
Kissing you makes the whole world shift up an octave.
I am a pianist
And you are my piano, dear
So let's write a duet in the dark.
CalamityI keep expectationsCalamity4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my back jean pocket
and i tuck disappointment
into the folds of my shirts
they stay with me always
while confidence makes friends
with the dust bunnies under my bed
I store empty promises
under the weight of my spine
crushed by back bone shoulder blades
turned from fragile bones to wings that will never fly
and there is always anger
hidden beneath my fingernails
flooding my lungs until I can no longer breathe
while pleasure and pride
become the lost love child
of closets and old shoe boxes
frustration sleeps in my veins
accumulating like blood clots
incompetence makes itself at home
in the spaces between bones
and happiness loses itself
in shoes that don't fit
and sweatshirts that no longer hold warmth