Midnight StrollThere is a place where no one knows,
Where fireflies live and nature wildly grows,
It is magnificent,
beyond these trees,
I'd take you there,
But I can't you see,
This is a place that can only exist,
If it is left alone to grow in bliss,
I yearn to show and long to share,
But I cannot bring myself to take you there,
The musings of such a splendorous display,
will urge you to amuse others this way,
The wild of this brilliance may come to extinction,
So this Midnight Stroll I must keep within.
On My Midnight StrollOn a summer night too hot to sleepOn My Midnight Stroll3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I decided to walk a path in the deep
I could always follow it back to my keep
On my midnight stroll
The full moon lit up the skies
With the help of fireflies
As I watched they twinkled by
On my midnight stroll
How is it possible for such things to exist
Shadows in the night reflections of bliss
a place so perfect for a romantic kiss
On my midnight stroll
Catch An AngelCatch an angel with a prayer,Catch An Angel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Push it down and strip it bare.
Rip its wings from the bone,
To never let it fly back home.
Trap it, lock it, and bind it close,
To hide away, from the eyes of most.
It flaps it's bones left on its back, a haunting sound.
Click, clack. Click clack.
Catch an angel so they say,
To make the bad luck go away.
Hurt the angel if you dare,
To bring upon the world despair.
In your sadness and through your rage,
It beckons you closer to the cage.
It drags you in,
Holds you close,
To rid the pain that hurts the most.
Trick the god with a lie,
Because the angel has to die.
It sleeps so softly next to you,
Atop the feathers of redden hue
Watch it sleep, as you lie so still.
Have this moment and take your fill.
Catch an angel and let it go, feathers sprout like forgotten snow.
It flies back up towards its home, not looking back, your left alone.
You wake up late to the sound of wings, its voice a harp without the strings.
You stole an angel and let it go.
ReplacedReplacedReplaced3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I lay here I realize my fears and that they are taking place right in front of me. As it is you have no time for me. Your time is occupied. You will have no time to miss me, therefore no desire to see me. I already have to fight to sit near you, at home, in the car, I fear this is only the beginning. Then comes bill problems, and no gas to see each other, you won't want to deal with the stress. I will cry myself to sleep, lonely and depressed. This is soon to be my future. I miss you even now, I don't think you will ever miss me. Time will realize my nightmare, my fears, will you make them subside? Will you be thereto melt them away? Time will tell. As it is, it seems every time I see you, you are angry. I've made you upset again because my words have been twisted.
Pouring my heart outYOU ARE NOT ALONE,Pouring my heart out3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
did you hear me?
You are not alone!
It is not your fault,
It isn't, hey, DID YOU HEAR ME?
Are you listening?
There is hope!
There is love,
Happiness is a choice
but you have to try to overcome the pain first,
you have to decide that whoever hurt you is not worth your anger
That you WILL NOT let them control your life or emotions
That you are stronger than they are
BECAUSE YOU ARE A BETTER PERSON
Because you are loved
Because you would never hurt someone the way you have been hurt
You are hope,
It's there, I can see it in you.
I can feel it in your words and yes,
even in your pain.
I know that you can do it
It isn't easy, but you are not alone,
The hurt rise up to protect each other,
from distances unmeasured and with power unseen,
we are the hurt, the victims
once hopeless, now an army,
a support to help people like us
to break through the barriers that numb us,
that make us hurt us when we don't deserve it,
that convince us that there is nothing better,
but there is
Drip. Drip. Drip.DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.Drip. Drip. Drip.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lean back into the white bathtub with a content sigh. The bath is filled halfway, covering the majority of my body. The rush of adrenaline that comes with the sense of control and power, that comes whenever I grab hold of my razor and cut myself, appears, but it is slightly different, stronger than before. Nonetheless of its differences, I like it.
DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.
The sound of my blood hitting the bath water leaves me strangely satisfied, and it makes a both haunting and thrilling melody to my sick ears. 'Why haven't I cut this deep before?' I think to myself. The water in the tub is quickly turning red.
DRIP. DRIP. DRIP.
My sense of hearing goes first, turning anything and everything to sound distant and faint. My body is growing weaker, and I feel like I'm a balloon, slowly deflating. That's probably because of the two deep cuts that wrap around my wrists like a rubber band, oozing out my blood, draining away my sense of the living. Pooring out of my body, leavi
The Victim.The scars on my best friends arm were visible for everybody to see.The Victim.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Sitting in my History class, my teacher rambles on and on about Women's Rights in the years leading up to World War I, but I am not paying attention.
I could tell from just looking at Claire that she wasn't either. She sat with her head resting on her arm. A pensive look on her face as she stares out of the window into the dreary, grey, dull morning. I could only see the side of her little blonde head. She was in that secret place of hers again. The one that I was not permitted to enter.
I put my head down on the desk and close my eyes. Life wasn't good right now. Every now and again, Claire sniffed. This was the usual nowadays, I didn't bother to look up.
"Victoria! Please pay attention!" Mrs Findlay barked crisply above the babble of the class. "Settle down..." She ordered, and then went back to teaching.
I sat up straight and made myself look like I was interested, but of course, I wasn't.
I often got rows in class
HeartmindWhat happened to the days of old,Heartmind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of knights and maidens and dreams untold,
of castles, kings and treasures of gold,
of horses and carriages and love so bold,
The dreams of children I see in my mind,
I miss these things I've left behind,
though they do stay in my heart I find
The Intelligent Are So SadA cascade of words parade around,The Intelligent Are So Sad2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with thoughts of atoms and connotation.
She is brilliant, they say,
but she knows she is lost.
Numbers are her companion,
she understands their mean, average.
Words can twist her brain,
she loves the wonder they bring.
She is intelligent, they say,
she doesn't feel clever enough.
Sometimes she feels clever too much.
Excusez-moi, in perfect French,
but nothing is gained by perfect word tense.
She is clever, they say.
But she is not clever the way they know.
She sees things as they are,
and she prefers her thoughts to the world.
She knows she loves them more than they in return,
and her friends will be there until they wont.
Friends reassure her, you'll be okay,
she puts a smile on her face.
She loves them as much as any,
even though there aren't many.
They bring out the best in her,
the happy girl,
not swamped by words.
The one who isn't drowning in formula.
Test scores and numbers don't mark you smart,
she knows this now,
engraved in her
DEPRESSIONIs there a reason whyDEPRESSION3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Depression creeps up
I wish I could find
a way to make it stop
I love you and you know it
these feelings play tricks
they cloud your mind
with doubt I find
even of the things you know
No one deserves to be happier than you
So why is this what you must go through?
I feel your pain, I've been there as well
how can you break the chains
to bring back the happiness again?
You are not alone
You are loved by so many
but we cannot seem to find you in your dark cloud
In your depression you hide and we cannot pull you out
But then there it is, that glimmer of you
don't let this deceit pull you back into
Rose petalsAnd as the rose petalsRose petals3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pelted the ground
they dented the soil
and shook the world
as any boulder
White LightStars shatter into dust and echoes of light,White Light3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And for a second: everything in that ether is quiet.
I wish I was there to witness such a splendid sight,
Where once only the blackest of dark voids resided,
Wakes a cacophony of clarity from it's internal riot.
space shivers from ice and flares of light,
And for a second: everywhere in that emptiness is still.
I hope one day that I could touch it with daring delight,
While only to have my eyes of raw ignorance blinded,
Partakes a symphony of sobriety from it's external will.
THE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAMEEmotions Flowed Like A Raging FireTHE BUTTERFLY WITH NO NAME3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As I watched The Birth Of Dawn
Softness And Beauty Of Stars Had Past
My Heart Still Heavy And Forlorn
My Spirit Was Ebbing I was About To Go
When Something Caught My Eye
A Solitary Cloud So Pure And White
Appeared From Way Up High
My Eyes Now Ember With Rising Sun
Saw An Amazing Sight
Within Its Fleece A Golden Glow
And A Butterfly Took Flight
Such Beauty I Had Never Seen
It Sat Upon My Hand
And Said To Me In A Voice So Soft
I Was A Spirit Of The Lamb
My Soul Was Open My Heart Poured Forth
It Listened With Silent Embrace
And When I Had Finished It Smiled At Me
With Serenity, Peace And Grace
Moments Of Silence As We Shared The Dawn
Then It Whispered It Was Time To Part
And As It Began To Fly Away
A Sudden Lightness Filled My Heart
I Watched In Joy As My Newfound Friend
Returned From Whence It Came
My Fears And Sorrows All Had Been Taken
By The Butterfly With No Name
Had I Seen The Truth Within The Cloud
I Would Have Witnessed A Wondrous Sight
For The B
The Perfect SenseYou are the chamomile tea,The Perfect Sense3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(that soothes my nostrils in the mornings,
taking me to Dada's apple garden.)
that wreaks havoc on my taste buds.
(whenever I try my mother's bread,
and feel its full warmth in her smile.)
When Jimi's riff is sung by you,
(taking me through the maze of his purple haze,
knowing that I'll never get lost.)
I can see you hiding in Monet's Pond;
(and now do I realize why he named it
and feel you on my skin;
(as I sit on my porch caressed by the sun,
with the fur of our litter under my palms.)
Then everything becomes you
in a single perfect sense -
synesthesised and condensed.
So LostYou used to call me your angel.So Lost3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But no wings sprouted from my back, and no halo adorned my head.
You used to call me your love.
But in the end you said your love had found another.
You used to call me sweetie.
But when you left me I felt nothing but bitterness.
You used to call me beautiful.
But I'm not very pretty when all I can do is sit and cry over you, am I?
I got used to being nothing to no one.
I got used to being forgotten, left in the background.
The pain was duller then, always there like a headache, suppressed to
Just a soreness behind my eyes.
It burst, sometimes. And both of us felt the heat.
But now, now you say you want me back.
You say you still love me,
That I am still your angel, your love, your sweetheart, your beautiful girl.
So what now?
Where are the wings, the halo?
Where is the love, or the sweetness?
Where is the beauty?
Hidden. Locked away, and though we have the key the lock is nowhere to be found.
Everything I'm supposed to be is missing, and even though you
Love and LossIn these bright blue depthsLove and Loss3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.
But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery
Half of my heart aching in longing
Convincing my mind
That we were made for each other.
The other half crying out
Trying to be heard
Over the passion of the other.
Wary and cautious;
Urging me to step backwards
And seek out
What drew us apart
All those years ago.
What I SeeWhat I SeeWhat I See3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I see dusk, I think of you,
All the happiness of color bursting through,
The way your love makes my heart overflow,
With wonders I thought I would never know,
The stars remind me of the sparkle in your eyes,
The brown in them like the dark night-time skies,
The gentle breeze that cools the summer,
Reminds how you touch my face like no other,
The warmth of the sun; the comfort of your embrace,
When I'm with you I feel safer than in anyplace,
The waterfall calms like the small rumble in your voice,
You make my heart sing like the birds rejoice,
Your height and strength; stability like a tree,
The empty fields; of life before you found me,
The lightning in a storm like the passion with which you please,
Intense and focused on, all the things that weaken my knees,
The thing that really gets me, is the way your lips caress mine,
It almost seems as if these moments could actually stop time,
When I look I find reminders, all over this big world,
Of all the things I love of you
Acid For a Thousand YearsI wish I never met youAcid For a Thousand Years3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wish I didn't care
I wish I never fell in love
With your strange eyes and greasy hair
Our love is raw and drenched in blood, our hearts are torn and cold
A legacy of worlds beyond - A sick, dark tale best left untold
I know you from the inside out
You trust me with your soul
And all the endless pain I've felt
Will finally take its toll.
I wish I never had the chance to walk with you in hell
Death itself could never cure, could never free me from your spell
I wish that I could hold you down and break your wicked heart
But if I ever hurt you, my fragile world would fall apart.
I long to own you
The way you own me
And only when we're dead and gone will this curse bid farewell to me.
Unrequited love and a life wasted
Unworthy of the blood I tasted.
"I would soak my brain in acid for a thousand years if it would wash away the memory."
Drift AwayIf only we could drift away,Drift Away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To a beautiful place,
They call happiness.
A land with bulletless guns,
Children living without fear,
Families that stick together.
A place with good news,
Where dreams can come true,
And war is no longer definable.
Discrimination put to extinction,
Peace and love attainable,
If only, if only,
World happiness could be found.
Medicated MeltdownLike a suffocating safety blanket,Medicated Meltdown2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
pulled over my head and tucked in at the sides.
Thinking, thoughts, blistering thoughts...
They torture and drowned me,
creep up and stab me.
I want you,
I need you,
I call your name, even.
But, I don't want you,
don't want your cold heart,
your cold breath on my neck.
I don't understand,
are they tears or blood?
Are they memories of this life,
or a past life?
What can I do,
with a hollow shell of a body?
A hollow, lifeless mind,
filled with traps and pain?
Air..need air, squashed inside.
Dead and suffocating on life.
Lifeless and never ending.
never say never...
In the wind,
The weeping, willowing tree.
Look at the fire,
as it burns bright.
Light the sword up,
ready to burn and sting.
Scar them, leave them to die.
Feel the bite of injustice and repent.
Wipe your nose sniffling child,
don't put your hand in mine.
How dare you presume to to
ButterfliesIn a worldButterflies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
carried a butterfly
in a jar
around her neck...
It is not that hard
to carry a butterfly
in a jar
There comes a time
when the rope burns
and the jar feels
It is not that hard
to care for a butterfly
inside a jar
if you think about it
some girls will feel
the burn and the weight
and wish to let it go
And they unscrew the lid
and there it goes,
a marvel of nature
Some girls will
let their butterflies
go when they're young
and then they regret it
and miss the little beauty around their necks
Some girls will
do the same
as the ones just mentioned
but yet they do not seem to mind
when their gold and black marvels fly away
Some girls will
have the lid snatched off before they
even thought about letting it go
and then they wander their lives in sorrow
with a sad paper butterfly in the jar instead
Boys have moths around their necks,ones
they do not seem to care as much for usually
They open the lid and watch it fly
and do not t
RunRun.Run3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She stumbles blindly through the forest,
the tears racing down her cheeks.
The trees loom above and around her,
Dominating the space.
Gone are the days
The picnics and warm summer nights.
She seeks a place to hide
to escape her mind
A nothingness where existence
Is wholly subjective
And does not include
the anxieties and troubles
of human life
Oh how free, how liberating
For a mind not to constantly
The leaves in front of her blind her,
the thorns catch her skin,
Desperate for something to cling on to.
The poisonous berries hang in front of her face
Tempting her to take the final plunge
And endless freedom.
My Single Winged KnightCry for me because I cried for you,My Single Winged Knight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tears of blood, now you're black and blue.
Breath for me because I stopped for you,
dream it now and soon it shall be true.
beg for mercy, beg for peace,
do it for me at the very least.
Smile for me and I'll tell you what,
speak to me and I'll give you more than
Bleed for me because I bled for you,
my single winged knight, I bled for you.
Take me to your heaven, your dark paradise,
I will speak no lies but words of wise.
Underneath the sky I'll wait for you,
with a song in my head and a rose, pair of two.
Love for me because I always loved you.
bleed for me because I bled for you,
my single winged knight, I beg of you.
butterfly kisseshe told me he played tic-tac-toe on his armbutterfly kisses2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with a razorblade once
and showed me the scars to prove it
i grazed my fingers over his forearm
marked with faint white lines
that made me scared i would lose him someday
and i thought back to that one time
when he was drunk and i could hear
the urgency in his voice as he stood on a ledge
but all i could feel was his heart beating faster then
when i touched the stories permanently inscribed
in his skin
and his left hand tracing the outline of my jaw
and even the tickle of his eyelashes against my cheek
as we sat in the backseat of his nissan.