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The Bitter Nightmare/Too Heavy A BurdenRusted daggers flung from their tongues,The Bitter Nightmare/Too Heavy A Burden9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deep, infected scars reopened,
Tear away the skin above my breast,
And witness my heart's weak thrum.
You, you have made it so,
You poisoned it with your truthful tonic,
Your tampered quotes and encrypted sneers,
Do not twine the needle deeper,
Fling your hair through the seeping blood,
Paint the canvas of my years,
Falling from the chasm's edge,
Releasing my mind from the bitter nightmare,
I watch the sun comb its way through the trees,
And struggle to stand against the bars of home,
My hands and feet chained, a dusty cloth between my teeth,
I wait for the warden's glance,
That moment
Please....Just....Look At Me NowThis feeling in my heart thickens and festers,Please....Just....Look At Me Now9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
An old wound, aggravated by time and fear,
Doubt, and hopelessness…
All I need is to hear your words again,
They were once the only ones that could comfort me…
Now, it's like I'm the hopeful child waiting for a miracle…
Why have you abandoned me so…
What reason will you claim, if you ever take notice again…
But I am afraid.
I am afraid of myself…
Because I know the longer I am confused,
The longer I am lost, broken, abandoned, forgotten,
The more resentful my blood becomes….
And the wound becomes infected with all the doubts,
All the worrying, the
Stand up, Now!Out the window,Stand up, Now!10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Through the sky,
The dawn ignites my way,
I see across the world's rounded skin,
And cry tears of rain,
For all the pain.
I am trying to call out to you,
"Breathe, Live, Remember!"
But not a single soul is listening,
We are all bound by our own chains of self-disgust and anger.
I will run to you,
Across the lands,
Swim,
Across the seas.
Raise you up by your shoulders,
"Stand, Now."
"Stand up, Now!"
Wipe your tears,
Shed your skin,
Break your chains,
Let your life begin.
"Stand, Now."
"Now! Stand up, Now!"
Screaming in frustration,
I drain my blood and give a little to you all,
In hopes that you will b
Strong Enough...A shivering breath,Strong Enough...10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A chill on the skin,
The continuous twittering of the southern crickets,
And a little girl, curled in her bed.
Just a little brown-headed girl,
All tucked in without a care,
Her dreams take her across the world and under the sea,
With Disney-fied promises of true love and happy endings.
How simple it really was,
Back before that girl became me…
She used to fantasize and dream during both turns of the Sun,
And never feared anything or anyone.
She loved both her mother and her father,
Her little baby sister and her pups and kittens,
She loved everything.
She knew nothing.
That little brown-headed girl ne
Life is Short, Love is QuickWhat usually happens when one finds a true love? And I don't mean a soul-mate, twin-flame kind of love, I mean that kind of love that ignites your skin and makes your blood rush with excitement at his/her name? What usually happens? The girl most likely falls for the guy first, in most occasions. Thus, she hides her feelings because it would be considered "improper" or for some other reason. Or perhaps the young man falls for the lass quicker? And he doesn't whisper a word to her in fear of rejection or something else…something deeper. Either way, the genders hide their true thoughts of the other because of uncertainty on a matter. And ILife is Short, Love is Quick10 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Whisper to MeWhisper to me in my hair,Whisper to Me10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tell me if you're real,
Tell me all the sacred things,
I never thought I'd feel.
Whisper to me in my neck,
Tell me if I'm sane,
Tell me that you miss me,
And you'll hold my hand again.
Whisper to me in my back,
Tell me our love remained,
Tell me that you still care,
And your heart, my words have stained.
The Clockwork Doll's ReflectionThe clockwork doll stumbles home,The Clockwork Doll's Reflection10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
She cries oil on her bed,
Falling to the floor she splits her side,
And pulls out her broken heart.
It's large but rusted,
Hardened and dark,
Thorns have grown around it,
A weed with one red bud.
Gasping she fingers the bud,
Its beauty precious and young,
How can something so beautiful,
Bring so much torment and pain?
Placing her heart back in her chest,
She seals the seams and stands,
In the mirror, a human girl cries,
Her brown hair draping down across her arms.
Around her on the floor,
Are scattered papers and sketches.
Swinging from her hand,
Is a ring on a cord.
The clockwork doll ste
The Letter My Parents Will Never ReadThe words just slip through my teeth, now,The Letter My Parents Will Never Read10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They dance out of my throat and coat my tongue,
The lies.
"I'm fine."
"I don't like that anymore"
"I'm still the same person"
"I'm not mad at you"
"Everything's fine"
I've gotten so good at lying, now,
I sometimes can't tell when even I'm telling the truth.
"Sure, everything's good"
"See? I'm smiling"
"I haven't had my first kiss"
"I'm fine."
"I'm fine."
"I'm fine."
You know what?
I'm not fine.
I have to hide my heart from my own parents because they don't understand.
I have to pretend that I'm mad at him and have "repented from my ways".
But in reality, I wait to read his words
True Love: A Painted Myth?Forgive me if I intrude,True Love: A Painted Myth?9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I'm a little bold,
I've always been a little odd,
From all that I've been told…
But something about the way you smile,
Something about the way you trust,
Good Lord, send me a soul to love,
And forget this useless lust…
So many tiring hours spent,
Looking for his name…
Trying to find a hint,
If he's still the same…
I could have been the secret girl,
Chosen at a whim,
I threw my heart at his chest,
But still, I did choose him…
I don't know what is real anymore,
My mind does war against me,
Somehow I must get the patience,
To tame the visions that taint me.
So please forg
You'll Never Catch MeThere,You'll Never Catch Me10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the center of the prison,
Sways a starved young woman.
She drifts side to side,
Swinging from her rusted manacles.
"You'll never catch me, my dears," she sings,
"You'll never capture my soul,"
"As long as I still breathe, my dears,"
"My spirit will be whole!"
She chuckles and sighs,
Tears in her eyes,
Staining her irises red,
This acrobatic game she plays,
Fills her veins with lead.
"I will stay here, however long, and you will never see,"
"I can sing, here, in my cell,"
"But, my dears, you'll never catch me!"
A Mother's HateWhat am I to do?A Mother's Hate10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Other than silently scream,
Crying tears poisoned by your hate,
And holding my hands so tight my fingers ache?
What am I to do?
When you twist my words to make them disrespectful,
When you claim I'm stupid and naïve, retarded and clueless,
And the only blood-sister I have spits out your own insults as she pleases?
What am I to do?
Other than hide online and secretly write my thoughts,
Shaking my head and staring off into space,
Standing there as you rant on and on….and on….?
What am I to do?
When you tell me you want me out,
And that you can't wait until the world ruins me?
Ruins me until I turn
Uncertainty and DoubtDoes anyone else stand at the edge of the stair and look down,Uncertainty and Doubt9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
wondering what it would feel like to never know how far the next step is?
As if you could walk blindly, and fall, sink, down into an un-foretold reality,
Lose yourself in chaos, the bitter chilled unknown…
I stand here now on the edge of porcelain stairs,
Peeking downward through my ebony lashes,
I feel a grip in my spirit,
A sickening wave of dizziness rolls over me,
Knocking me back, nudging doubt deeper into my skin like a poisonous shard.
"Do I step forward? Or do I wait in this haunting pain…"
Biting my lip, wringing my hands, my blood dancing loudly,
Silent DescriptionsThe silence in this home is overwhelming…Silent Descriptions9 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Cool air kissing my face,
The warmth of a canines snore against your feet.
Silence is only welcomed by the beckoning glow of glass lamp,
Decorated with a bronze hummingbird and cheap jewels…
The blankets drape more than needed, tumbling down to a cold wooden floor,
Like cotton waterfalls of purpled hues and ivory seams…
If I close my eyes, I see nothing, but then, something…
A red cloud shifting to blue and green, like a bejeweled swarm of hornets.
My blood, it pounds within my neck and I can feel every thrum,
I can feel the cool air writhing its way down my throat, paint
Life Is Kind of Like A Bike Ride...Hold tight to the handlebars,Life Is Kind of Like A Bike Ride...9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Balance yourself,
Remember how to use the brake,
And never, ever, lose sight of the road ahead of you.
Life is kind of like a bike ride…
Riding up the road,
I feel my muscles burn,
I feel the roughness of my breath,
And the pleasant weightlessness of being on wheels.
I feel the wind split across my face,
The summer sky painting itself just for me tonight,
I smile as I enjoy this one perfect moment of bliss;
There's no one yelling my name,
No one threatening my future,
No one telling me I'm wrong,
Or that I'm too weak.
I smile as I just let the road fly underneath me,
The black rings circling
The Siren's ShadowAn Invisible Shadow…The Siren's Shadow10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
An Invisible Shadow….
Just twisting and gliding through your thoughts,
As comfortable as the sirens in the sea,
Smiling as someone thinks of me, speaks to me,
What is my story,
What is my life,
An Invisible Shadow…
An Invisible Shadow…
Too true, too often.
But if you happen to catch a siren,
And get her to sing her secret tune,
She will no longer be invisible,
Or a shadow of her sea.
She will be free.
I….will be free…
Pressure to ChangeIt frightens me truly,Pressure to Change10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
That one last step…
It's like leaning toward a chasm,
So deep you can smell the smoke from hell.
"You have to do this, and this, and that"
"You must apply for this, pass this, buy that"
So much pressure,
So little time,
So much expected of me…of my talents… my mind.
Hold my hand, so that when I jump into the darkness,
I know that you will be there….
Whisper my name, so that when I forget who I am in fear,
I will remember my true spirit's flame.
I do not want to fail,
I cannot disappoint you,
I have to win,
I have to make this look good,
I have to make you proud.
Where does this stre
Memories Between the BooksOpen the doors,Memories Between the Books9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The soft click of the metal lever,
The once soothing silence of the room is now suffocating.
Each step towards the shelves,
I hear only my quickened heartbeat,
And my shallow breath.
Dragging my fingers along the worn wooden shelving,
Letting my skin dance with every glimpse of his face,
I can't see what's in front of me,
I'm looking into the past…
When we sat there, and there, and in-between here with our favorite words…
And so much more…
I never thought it would be this hard,
Each and every step,
The slow, prolonged placement of my shoes on carpeted memories,
Like a movie scene,
Flashing b
Do You Know What That's Like?Do you know what it's like to love and hate the same person?Do You Know What That's Like?9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
To know that you should feel so much love towards her,
But everything she has done weighs down your heart and soul?
My arms ache to hug her as I used to do,
My lips twitch to form the usual responses,
But they lack the motivation, the feeling behind them,
Their honesty.
I haven't hugged my mother in so long.
I've said, "I love you," and the truth is that I do,
But inside, I have this overwhelming sadness that she treats me the way she does.
That she hates me for something I couldn't help.
For something I had no choice in the matter...
Do you know what it's like to have
Becoming AirSometimes,Becoming Air9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I sit still long enough,
I start to feel like I'm not attached to my own skin.
I start to feel like a fish in a bowl,
Swaying side to side,
My skin just a husk, a container, a restraint.
But when I give into this feeling,
It's like my skin melts away,
I become air,
Colored into the sunset's aura,
Stretched through the veins of the summer's leaves,
Flying across every shadow, every glimmer.
It's like my own magic,
My special moment to escape.
Sometimes it happens and I am called back to reality,
Sometimes, I find my way back on my own.
But every time after, I smile,
Because I relearned something I already kn
Hush SweetheartHush!Hush Sweetheart9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Come closer, sweetheart,
Do you know my darkest fear?
It's not snakes or spiders, no,
But to be forever stranded here.
Hush!
Come quietly, sweetheart,
Do you know my darkest desire?
It's not wealth or success, no, no,
It's to have a love brighter than fire.
Hush!
Come quickly, sweetheart,
Do you know my darkest thought?
It's not murder or hate, no, no, no,
It's to let my mother feel the cruelty she has taught.
Hush!
Come hither, sweetheart,
Do you know my darkest wit?
It's not a game or test, dear one, no,
But my trust, she never possessed it.
Hush!
Come simply, sweetheart,
Do you know my darkest omen?
It's not
I Followed My Heart, That Is Not A CrimePerhaps things will get better,I Followed My Heart, That Is Not A Crime9 months ago in Emotional More Like This
Maybe one day, they'll change,
Maybe when I'm too far gone,
They'll see the damage they've done,
Perhaps when I'm older,
Perhaps when I've moved away from this crazy home,
Perhaps when the time comes when epiphanies do,
They'll be startled by their own cruelty…
And it might take a forbidden teenage love,
For my sister to understand my actions,
To understand why I released my anger,
The only way I knew how.
And it might take a worst case scenario,
For my parents to take a second look at their racism,
And recognize the foolishness that comes with hate.
And it might take time for me to move ou
If You Want WarIf you want a war,If You Want War9 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Then you're gonna get it,
I can play your game,
Stop messing with my head,
Making me think you mean it,
If you'll never change.
I don't want to scream and cry,
And I really don't want to lie:
If you want a war,
Then you're gonna get it,
Just don't waste my time.
If you say you'll never trust me,
If you say our love has changed,
If you say you'll never see me,
As a daughter in your mind,
Then fine:
If you want a war,
Then you're gonna get it,
Just don't waste my time.
If you walk by me,
And I by you,
And we never speak,
The tension in the air is static,
And you know what that means?
I don't think I c
The Who's Not Mad? GameTime to play "Who's Not Mad?"The Who's Not Mad? Game9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And put on my happy face,
Dress happy,
Put on makeup happy,
Fix my hair happy,
Do favors happy,
Talk happy,
Work happy,
Smile happy...
happy, happy, happy.....
You lose if you try to show what you're really feeling.
If you really want to scream in her face,
Pull her hair,
Curse at her,
yell at her, Get...away...from...her....
Or just want her to stop and voice your opinion on ANY matter,
You lose, understand?
You have to be happy,
And pretend.
That everythings fine...
So let's play a game,
of "Who's Not Mad?"
Doesn't it sound fun?
My Label/ Hi, My Name Is...Sometimes I think I need to wear a label,My Label/ Hi, My Name Is...8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A sticker,
A collar,
A tag…
That will tell you what is wrong with me…
"Hi, My Name Is:
Easily loving, falls to quickly, doesn't know when to stop, tries her best but can't succeed, and only wants to hold someone's hand… to feel that hand on her shoulder when she cries…"
The ink would be smudged across as if written in haste, a couple letters bolded in spots as if trying to fix a mistake…So many mistakes…
The edges would be peeling as if to forget I ever existed all together…
Sometimes, I think I need to wear a warning…
So you will know ahead of time th
Sta.sh
