ChoiceBroken angel spread your wingsChoice4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
raise your voice let's hear you sing
soar above those mountains high
raise your arms and ask God "why?"
close your eyes and feel your tears
listen close to all their cheers
Darling, now your time has come
Death's sweet call will welcome some
you're the author make your choice
now's your chance let's hear your voice
done, broken heartBroken headdone, broken heart4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
day I feel
like I'm about
to fall apart
I will shatter
if I'm not
one tiny slip
Everything is gone
I don't know how
Broken at the sound
of hate in
and broken sounds
my broken fears
my broken heart
it's aching, breaking
with each crack it's wailing, saying
finally, oh finally
The DreamThe Earth was crackedThe Dream4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The world destroyed,
All laid in pieces
after the battle.
Fallen are the trees,
the buildings are torn,
but the people are
no where to be seen.
All is quiet,
eerie as night,
but all are awake,
yet no where in sight.
The souls are hiding,
in the fallen timbers they roam.
Waiting to be saved,
Waiting to come home.
IncreasingI don't like painIncreasing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate the way my scissors sting
I don't care for the way blood sticks to my wrists
The cotton itching against my opened skin
But I do like the feeling
The way I slump to the floor in reilef
My ignorance of the depth increasing
I don't like the pain
But I do love the feeling
The progress of the depth increasing
God, I love the feeling
Of the only peace I've known
That embrace that I have,
It may be the only one
The calming voice of skin splitting
The gentle smile of blood on silver
The only feeling of love I know
As the depth's increasing
A Writer ImprisonedA vast desert of nothingA Writer Imprisoned4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An endless expanse of white
A prisoner trying to seek solace
in a starless, moonless night
A chain missing its strongest link
In a tree's branches, a child's lost ball
The song that plays inside your head
whose words you can't recall
Sheep without their shepherd
Music without its glorious sound
A writer who feels all these
would rather be six feet underground
Ideas, plots, possibilities abound
but still, a feeling of loss
Something missing, a feeling of wariness
Like a street too dangerous to cross
A writer's worst nightmare is this:
to have an image but no paint,
to approach their destination then be stopped,
to have an appointment and longingly wait
Fettered, chained, and imprisoned
with no hope of escape
Only until inspiration breezes past
will the prison bars break
Be-you-tiful.Beautiful isn't a flat stomach.Be-you-tiful.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's actually far from that.
You see, some people may call
People beautiful from what
They see on the outside.
I, on the other hand, see
The inner beauty.
& When there's inner beauty,
You seem even more beautiful
No need to starve
Or purge your food.
Or take any pills.
You're already beautiful.
Outer beauty comes from
Confidence is key.
We're all beautiful.
Make My MusicYouMake My Music4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At this thing in my chest
I call a Heart
But all the while
Your soft touch
Helped me make music
Know just how to
Pluck each vein
Like a violin
And help the chambers
Of my heart keep rhythm
Like a percussion instrument
There is beauty in the
In the way you
Keep me captive
In the way you slowly break me
Push me down
Until I am scattered points of light
To be swept into The Night Sky
Soulmates.One breath.Soulmates.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are unique
and yet we are the same.
Trusting someone else
so completely as this
combined in a fit of rage,
Every fiber of our beings
fighting against what we had made
it was truly inevitable.
We are in love as one
I Was Once LovedI was once a child. I had two parents whoI Was Once Loved4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
cared for me. Every day they would wrap their
arms around me and tell me how much they
Life was perfect. Maybe not what others
Would consider sweet bliss, but I was happy.
Nothing in the world could ever touch me
But life isn't perfect, and neither are
people. For this reason, I cannot help
but say goodbye to everything I know.
Goodbye, Miss Evans, the little old lady from next door
Goodbye, Police officer, who greets me every morning.
Goodbye, little blue-jay, sitting on the branch just outside my window.
Goodbye, Charlie, the little tabby cat that lives under the house.
Goodbye, Mother, who after you lost your love, you became an alcoholic.
Goodbye, Father, who left a desperate mother and me to the deadly grips of debt.
I was once a child
Who would demand a beautiful song to
be played from my music box as I rested
my head to fall asleep along with a
I was once loved
Please My FriendPlease my friendPlease My Friend4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
don't fall to your end
your too good for this
so don't make yourself begin
drop the knife
you don't need the blood
to make yourself feel
like cant be loved
I know your desperate
for a way out
but this wont help
it will only bring you down
I hate not knowing
if you will still be here the next day
I cant smile
if I think you might be dead
you say your ok
but I see the scars
I see the glaze in your eyes
because some things you cant cover with your sleeves
your so young
so full of life
don't throw away
what you have only just begun
the pills aren't candy
they're bitter sweet
they may bring you sleep
but they'll kill your dreams
so please my friend
just one more line
stay with me
because its not your time
Always RememberAlways remember my sun-kissed hairAlways Remember4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the feel of your hand in mine
Always remember how much I cared
and way my eyes would shine
Remember the moment of our first kiss
and the sadness of sweet tears shed
Forget the dreams and goals I missed
and hold tight to my smile instead
Remember the love that filled my eyes
as I looked on the face of our friends
Forget all the pain I held inside
and remember with time wounds mend
Please remember the moment I gave you my heart
and each moment spent lost in my eyes
Forget all the times I fell apart
and each moment I told you a lie
Remember that sometimes life gets tough
and you feel like you can't go on
Forget every moment life's been rough
and hold tight to the warmth of the sun
Forget every moment I left your side
and each time I pushed you away
Forget the choice to take my own life
and the words I couldn't say
Remember the brightness my smile brought
and the ring in the length of my laugh
Remember the length of time I fought
But forget that my he
Breakable.I've been there for all my friends heartbreak...there suffering, and there pain.Breakable.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But, love when the time comes...
Will you be there for me?
Heaven's not enoughHeaven's not enoughHeaven's not enough4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If when I get there I don't remember you
I'd rather live through hell
Just to hold on to the memories of two
Though the fight carries on
It's just not worth it when you're not with me
The pain of yesterday
Leaves me lost and I can't start to breathe
The ache that never leaves
Is just another way I'm split in two
Heaven's not enough
You think you've found it and it loses you
HumansHumans.Humans4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They live to communicate.
They live for company.
They live for love.
They want only to be accepted.
They live to laugh,
And to smile.
To feel good.
To show off their best qualities.
To be superior.
To be competitive.
To be the attention.
To be lively and charming.
To not acknowledge that anything bad can happen.
To live in a dream.
As there are few to prove the opposite.
Those live to be quite and to themselves.
They live to not care.
They don't live to laugh or smile.
They don't live to have feelings or to show off qualities.
They don't live to be lively or charming
They simply don't want attention.
They acknowledge there is bad that happens.
they live in reality.
But everyone lives for love.
Suicidal life....I always crySuicidal life....4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not good enough
all the tears
falling down my rosy face
Nothing is ever good enough
I was just a mistake to be born
Im not perfect
perfect like you wanted it to be
I cry myself to sleep
all the pain inside me
it doesnt want to escape
even when i scream my heart out
The tears starting to pour
as i take the razor
crying myself to sleep
as the blood starts to fall
Ending my life
would be the best choice
no one would seem to care
Im just a mistake at life
A mistake to everyone around
Im not perfect
perfect like you wanted me to be
I my as well die
End my life for good
Cause the pain is so deep
I dont know how much longer i can take it
Sorry im not good enough
And this is the end
of my suicidal life....
Trying not to Diewith happy boughsTrying not to Die4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to shelter my walk
but heavy feet
and a heavy heart
i feel elderly
although so young
weary before my time
i may shrivel and die
you promised to pull me
out of the grave
you promised to give life
i just want to close my eyes
so take me home
is that too much to ask?
this world of "what if"s
will not dissipate
trying to see good
i can't deny the truths
living in the lies
it breaks me down
so i cannot start to cry
Over and OverI didn't cut todayOver and Over3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because when I was angry I thought of you
Of how when you dominated my thoughts
You appeared in front of me
The sudden light in your eyes
I haven't seen it for so long
And how it took my breath away
I try to remember the shaking of my hands
My swimming vision
So captivated by the motion of your mouth
Hypnotized by the warm crescendo of your voice
Drowning in the heat of your gaze
When I wonder about my self-control
Wondering why I didn't kiss you
And promise you that she could never love you
Not as much as me
I don't understand anything, really
Why I continue this
Over and over
Again and again
Why I continue to fall for you
Why I was shaking when you spoke to me
Because in that moment, I realized
I was falling in love again
MissDown my neck and under my shirt,Miss3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll remember where you were.
Explore my skin,
all the places you have been.
Kiss me, I'll bite your lip.
I really will miss all of this.
GoingAfter a while you just get tiredGoing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You want to stop fighting
You try to keep your head and up
With a straight face
And a hard heart
But you can't
You can't keep doing this
With out being smart enough
And somedays you look down at your wrists
So pale and perfect
The only part of you that you haven't touched
And you hear them begging
Pleading to be split open
And your head spins as you wonder how you can ignore them
Day, after day
How long are you going to be able to ignore them?
Or a month?
Is it possible to want to die so bad it keeps you alive?
Is that what's wrong with me?
That what pushes me forward is what hold me back
My death wish
On my left wrist
On my right wrist
On my neck
After a year you start to wonder...
How long can I keep going?
I DiedWhat's trust if all there is is empty promises?I Died4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lies lie beneath the sky and cause the Angels to weep and cry
Life and love from up above are given as gifts of ropes we are hung
What's a heart if it keeps shattering to pieces?
Love loses as we make nooses and trade love for lust as the Devil muses
Testimonies of eternal life mutilate by a jagged knife until the Demons' pleasures suffice
What is life if we all soon will die?!
CRUEL are the minds we are lied to at night as we close our eyes and never arise
WRETCHED is the monster that we all let prosper inside our own bodies and allow us be tortured
You thought you made it better,
She Talks To HerselfWhy do you torture me so?She Talks To Herself4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
It's as if you have my warm, pulsating heart in the palm of your ice-cold hand. That alone would cause a simple pain but you take it one step further. You won't stop squeezing, pressing, digging, and so you carry on until you've got me trapped beneath your fingernails. Trapped under them with all the dirt and all the acid-green grime of this modern society.
Why do you interrogate me so?
Pulling, you try to tease weary words from my brain to place within your own clear jam jar. Ensnared in the glass they cannot fly, they cannot do harm nor good. Mournful words attached to a printed page are read once, and then forgotten. There is no sadder death than this for a tale born to soar from the poet's mouth and into the night sky. Powerful words became empty when lost to rotting memory, and the raging fires of age devour many a yellowed page. Therefore your cruel interrogation wins you nothing but murdered truth and nonsense.