Breathe AgainRain pours down on me,
Choking, crushing, throttling me,
Until I can scream no more.
Knees buckle beneath me,
Tears cling to my eyelashes,
Blood sticks to my scraped knees.
(Why, why, why?
Why did you do this to me?
Why did it have to be me?)
I can feel the waves
Rolling toward me, thunder a
Hazy backdrop to my grief.
Bloody fingerprints leave smears
Of red across damp pavement,
My skin is cold, wet, bloodless.
(What did I do to deserve this?
I never hurt you
Not like you hurt me)
My world is crashing, down, down, over me,
I cannot speak. I am mute. Silent.
I cannot breathe. I am dead. Gone.
Fire burns inside me, destroying,
Killing, hurting, but the rain sends
Fragments of cold through my heart.
(Blades flash through the edge of me,
Cutting, tearing, ripping,
Murdering mewho I used to be)
It doesn't get better. It never will.
But at least I won't drown in this torrent
Of rain and heartache.
At least you are no longer a part of me.
At least at last
You'll Never Understand...You'll never understand...You'll Never Understand...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm glad you don't.
Because that would mean
You'd have to go through my pain.
And I'd never wish that
Am I Good Enough...?Legs crossed on a cold basement floor,Am I Good Enough...?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood stains painting my flesh,
The wounds deeper than ever before,
A white gown now a short black dress.
Long tangled hair clinging to my tears
Wind howling through the trees,
Moonlight painting a sky so clear,
And darling, I'm going to be set free.
My fingers scratch at the blood on my skin,
A delightful pain at the thought of a touch,
And hey, everyone who said I wasn't worth it,
Now am I good enough?
I Am MeAll my life I have believedI Am Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That courage was only for the strong.
All my life I have believed
That bravery was only found in hearts of gold.
All my life I have believed
That I could not be one of them.
I could not be a hero,
I could not be a fabled legend.
I could not be the damsel in distress,
I could not be a knight in my own castle.
I could not be a survivor,
Could not be a fighter.
Today I realized I am what I choose to be.
I am me.
Today I realized I can be whatever I want to be.
I am me.
Today I realized courage is for the ones
Who face their fears when their hearts quiver.
Yesterday I thought I would only ever be weak,
One of the needy, the clingy, the undefended.
Yesterday I thought I would never be needed,
One of the unloved, one of the lonely.
Yesterday I thought I would walk into the dark,
A lost hope, a soul who gave up, never known to anyone.
Tomorrow I will be a hero,
I will be the hero of my own story.
Tomorrow I will be a wanderer,
One who walks through the lonely dark,
Sick of societyI may live inside my own, twisted universeSick of society3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may change, sometimes for the worst.
What's normal to me is not normal for you.
Sometimes I just do what I need to do.
Behind a brick wall, I hoped someone would break it
I threw out my heart hoping someone would take it.
But I got tired of hiding and tired of hating
And instead of throwing myself at every guy, I'm waiting.
I'm sick of the person I tried to be
So basically, here I am, I will be me
I'm sick of the hatred, would you not agree?
.. Basically I'm sick of society.
I am a labelI slid the blade across my wristI am a label3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Again and again.
Maybe I’m an emotional freak.
I cause fights and arguments
Maybe I’m a troublemaker.
I use make up to make myself seem
Maybe I’m girly.
I complain about things
Even when sometimes
Maybe I’m an attention seeker.
I fall under so many
So maybe I am a label.
I’m just me.
Mommy, He's LyingMommy, he said it, he said it was true.Mommy, He's Lying3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mommy, he said it, he said "I love you."
Mommy, he said it, he said it was real
Mommy, please know how to think, how i feel
Mommy, this love is the truth, it's the way
Mommy, he said it, he said it today.
Mommy, he's lying, he's lying to me
Mommy, he's telling a lie, can't you see?
Mommy, he never did mean what he said
Mommy, his voice is pounding in my head.
Mommy, he's lying, his love isn't pure
Love's a disease and he's finding the cure.
Mommy, he's lying, what else can I say...
Mommy, he hit me, he killed me today.
Mommy, he lied to me, why did he lie?
Mommy, he lied through his tears, through his cries
Mommy, his lies I just couldn't see through
Mommy, he lied to me.
What'd I ever do?
And Daddy always lied.My legs are covered in bruisesAnd Daddy always lied.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I have a scar by my left eye.
I’m not allowed to smile, though
And I’m not allowed to cry.
I think my right arm’s broken
But shh, don’t tell my dad.
He doesn’t like to worry bout me
When he’s already mad.
I have a burn on my left wrist
From when he pushed my arm
Against the stove, the hot, hot stove
And did a bit of harm.
I have a bear, a teddy bear.
He doesn’t have a name.
He makes me better every time
I’m feeling hurt and shame.
Today, my dad came home kind of late
A beer still in his hand.
I closed my eyes and waited.
He screamed, he shouted, and…
Well, my name is Mary Starr
And this is how I died.
But daddy always loved me.
And daddy always lied.
If you are a victim...If you have ever faked a smileIf you are a victim...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slit your wrist
Cried yourself to sleep
Wished yourself gone
Chased a dream (and lost it)
Ended up in a nightmare…
Turned away from your “friends”
Tortured yourself over an error
If you are a victim…
Remember to stay strong.
Because you’re only a survivor
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
Poor Man's GoldHush the youngest children, for the demon in the skiesPoor Man's Gold3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Treasuring the very thought of anyone's demise
Glitter fades to black and shining moonlight fades to dust
Every cruel man's wonderland is built of poor man's trust
Tragic, empty melodies and blood beneath the air
Fearlessly escape the wind and drown without a care
Treasure death as platinum, as silver and as gold
Every cruel man's wonderland is built of poor man's gold...
Are You?I'm sorry,Are You?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that I'm not
I'm not a supermodel.
that I'm not
I'm not a comedian.
that I'm not
that I'm not
that I'm not
I'm not perfect.
The Truth Hurts, Doesn't It?Everyone has a secret.The Truth Hurts, Doesn't It?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its the razor blade under their pillow.
The end of a toothbrush covered in bile,
Even a loaded gun stashed in your closet that was somehow 'misplaced'.
Its only the name of a crush scribbled over and over on a crumpled piece of paper,
The quiet whispers of where you snuck out to last night.
How you really passed that test.
Its the innocent sayings that hurt the most,
Pent up emotion that cuts the deepest
Your kin by blood that deal the killing blows.
Yet you continue to let them close enough to see the pain in your eyes,
Under the false hopes that instead of pushing you away,
They would accept you for what you are.
A monster of your own creation.
Don't try to change a creature of habit,
Never trust the wind to break your fall,
Promise you won't hide from something that is truly blind to reality.
Each person shouldn't have to change their ways
In order to be accepted by a society
Which stores their own s
Gun Within The MirrorIt feels as if my reflectionGun Within The Mirror2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Points a gun at its own head,
As my bullet shoots the mirror
And paints the floor with red,
And it feels as if my gun
Just isn't steady in my hand,
Because darling, when I jump off cliffs,
Do you think I always land?
It feels as if the razor blade
Might be my only friend,
And it feels as if the broken glass
Might soon begin to bend,
Because my reflection is distorted, love.
Can't you see that, love, can't you see?
I'm pointing a gun at the mirror,
And the mirror points back at me.
the poet's laboratorythe poet likesthe poet's laboratory4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to haunt his laboratory in
wearing white coats
with words of every color
and observing chemical reactions
here is his procedure:
1. measure 2.95g of quirky narrative
(may be substituted with inspiring or flawed
characters) and 100.0ml of emotional attachment
*note: such reactants may be acquired from places
such as the school-yard, your childhood home or
where you had your first kiss
2. combine in 250.0ml erlenmeyer flask; swirl
gently for maximum creativity. add three
drops of rhyming solution.
3. heat on hot plate until solution ionizes
into its basic components: metaphors and imagery.
4. dissolve 5.00g of loneliness in 100.0ml of
distilled ocean water in 100.0ml beaker.
5. quickly pour contents of flask into beaker. the
following precipitation reaction will occur:
MimeIt's hard to communicate whenMime4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You're silenced by black and white paint.
Gloved white hands try to express,
But none understand the charade.
A face that carries a masked smile,
But eyes that shine emptily through.
Deep inside you know the truth.
They don't and won't understand you.
Dressed in stripes like a criminal,
You are locked up inside your act.
Your invisible brick walls
Ironically imprison you.
So take your invisible rope
Wrap it around your throat.
Knot, pull taut.
Is it still an act?
silver stitchingwe broke each others'silver stitching4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
without [like fevers]
knowing the cause. i could
have held you to my chest
like the sun
and told you it's okay - and it is -
but you blurred your outline with
tequila and anti-depressants.
i overdosed on guilt. i killed us,
i gave your heart
a pacifier to soothe its
SpeechlessWriting is my passion.Speechless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's what I do.
It's who I am.
I can weave words easily, without thinking.
But when I think of you,
HidingYou insist on hiding,Hiding3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't you my sweet?
You hid from me,
For most of my life...
No matter how far you run,
How many miles you burn,
I will always find you.
I always will.
It took me this long to find,
And i will fight for it,
Every single day.
You are my world,
My point on the horizon i am always moving toward.
Forever chased yet never gotten.
You are the beauty on a rainy day,
And my star to lead the way.
My light in the darkness,
My one true need.
No matter how far you go,
How many miles i have to scour for you,
I will find you.
I promise you that.
PrismAn applePrism4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For a while
I think it'll all be okay
I look down
I glance back
I'm snapped like my old rubber band
If you'd talk
That I'm missing
Can be crushed in the palm of your hand
Carries false hope
But I don't
Want to cope
'Cause I know that it's just for today
tree housei dug your grave in the silhouettetree house4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of an aspen tree and cradled your dead branches
in my arms. i don't believe in heaven, i told you once
in the afterglow of winter,
only hell, the endless stillborn beat of
the mothership, and where we go when we leave it.
i am satisfied just to float with you like driftwood
love me for each limb you said, because
you needed more time so i bought you a book
about elephants. you left it at my house and borrowed
Dante's Inferno. left the shelves in my bedroom loose like
baby teeth and left a silence so loud it took december just to try and fill it
planting birdseed in the frozen topsoil like
hollow bones i
guess i could have loved you for
your leaves but instead i said baby, be an evergreen
on a mountainside so i can always find you you said
baby, wait a little longer, i can't promise you a future
cause i can't promise one for myself but let's
bury our lovers beneath grocery bags and
talk until daybreak.
i dreamed your eyelids were hills
They Broke MeThe girl sitting alone,They Broke Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Facing the wall in the corner,
One walks up to her,
puts his hand on her shoulder.
She turns and stares blankly,
and she whispers faintly,
"They broke me."
Shunned by society
Abused by her peers
Now she sits quietly.
Soothing words fall on deaf ears.