Colorless DeathHer world is teeming with black and white shades
Colors seeming to be absent
All emotion is void and locked away
The chains are callous with a texture that is metallic and iced
She has a vacant feeling in a hole within her chilled, dainty chest
Where this hollow hole is, should that be a heart?
The only indication of any emotion that hasn't been stowed away, is her tears,
She cries alone
She begs for her life to end
Or at least for a new beginning
Her tears run down her subtle face
They fall, dripping from her eyes to imitate minuscule waterfalls,
And they cascade into many streams
"Save me! This is a nightmare
I am alone
And I can't take it anymore!"
She pleas for an ending that may never come
She begs for a savior that may never care
For all that she knows...
A Letter to YouI hate this confusion,A Letter to You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I can't figure it out
Figure out why I can't pull myself out of this rut
I want to say it is all your fault,
But yet I want to say it's mine,
And I just don't know,
And I hate it so much
It fills me with this outraged anger
The kind that tempts you to put your fist through a wall
I feel like because of you I can never like or love another
Or however you want to put it,
But I don't have that desire to be with you
Because of all I went through with you,
And it just seemed like I never had a chance to begin with
You raised me up and basically told me that I did have a chance,
And then you dropped me and that became the end,
So guess what happens?
I finally gave up,
And you told me not to at first,
That it was wrong to give up
Then how it felt to me
Is that when you told me not to,
Soon after was the time you let me plummet
And so I stopped believing,
And I just opened my eyes,
And I just realized that I crashed
That I was just hit by hundreds of bricks
Why did I
Why So Cold?Sweetie, why are you so cold?Why So Cold?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why is your blood iced beneath that shell of skin?
Honey, what happened to your heart?
Has it grown dim or is it gone?
Sweetie, why won't you hug me?
Show me that you love me,
And always hug me and let me know you will never want to leave my embrace
But why do you push me away, sweetie?
Do you not love me?
Am I your problem?
You are so bitter
Why do you loathe me so?
You don't say that you do,
But how am I to think otherwise-
Why do you feel that you want to show every ounce of love?
But you don't feel right at times when you recieve it,
You push it away
You reject it not meaning to
But it felt right, in a way, to push it afar
When you knew it was wrong to do so,
Sweetie, you want the love and affection,
And you desire it,
And you get tired of being called so emotionless and cold,
And you want to feel warm and feel that beating inside
But Sweetie, you act so harsh and mean
Inside you are loving and caring
Contradicting yourself never helps,
UnexpectedDeath takes you by suprise,Unexpected3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And it fools you throughout your days alive
You think it will happen somewhere along the path,
But little do you know which day it will come
It hurts a lot more when it's not you,
And you see it in one who is suffering,
And you expect death to overcome them
Because you see what is happening
That disease is terminal,
And death just lingers and teases
He was there for so long,
And I never truly loved him
How was I to?
I can only remember the memories given by him when I was younger, it was all I knew,
And he could never take the place of my father, yet he was never expected to
My mother loved him so,
And I didn't, but at times I just let go
He never bothered me anymore
Well because he couldn't,
And he made my mom happy, yet she was still stressed,
But she cared for him,
And he practically passed away in her arms
That night his body turned lifeless,
His face with sunken cheekbones had begun to turn blue,
And his lips were losing color and had changed to this fa
Mental BreakdownUnderstand I am at my pointMental Breakdown4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I continue to reach
Where I lose all sight of this world
Where I lose all of my control
My hands, they seem to move
Yet I don't know how
Since I have no way to restrict them
My mind, it seems it has melted
Becoming a mangled mess
A mess of what I have become
I am falling
Falling, descending, so bleak
I am screaming
This nightmare is mine to live
I can't stand it
How I wish I could awake
And see my head raise from the pillow
To find the sunlight as my greeting
Yet I find, I can only awake to
The dark, hollow chasm of my nefarious reality
The funny thing about it,
Is that I have no feel for the grip of reality,
Because I dangle along the edge
With nothing to grasp to keep me from my heavy fall
Now I take steps forward resembling my outlook of what has broken me,
Another form of frustration, yet it molds no definition of anger,
Instead it shows how broken I am,
I slit the calm winds as I raise my hands, they shake,
I grab my skull, just so I can imagine th
Wish for No HeartHave you ever wishedWish for No Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you didn't have a heart?
The one that made you love,
And made you yearn for another
The heart that led you into a bloody fiasco,
And left you in tears and gory fragments
You lay your body down onto the ground,
And you wish for this infuriating beating to go away
You want to never feel the same again,
This feeling of being broken from within
It almost feels like you are bleeding internally, doesn't it?
Even when you have never really experienced the real thing?
It just feels like a cold, demonic machete has cut through,
And yet you can't see it
You are just dying,
And you are going to fall
You are thinking that you should have never fell for that one,
And that you never want to feel this again
This pain puts you through so much ache,
And fills you with the deepest, heart-wrenching regrets
You blame it all on your inane heart
It and it's conspiracies
Curse the day you have been given this heart,
And curse the days that have been full of the one you loved
A Distant Hated FriendI laugh at the memory of you,A Distant Hated Friend4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not in a generous way, no, not at all,
I laugh for the amusement of thinking I was ever your friend,
Same goes for me ever thinking you were my friend,
You weren't a good friend,
No, not all, you were horrible,
I thought friends were supposed to be...
Helpful, Trustworthy, Open-minded, Honest, and Loving,
You were the complete opposite, you were..
Misguiding, Inconsiderate, Distant, Decieving, and Selfish,
The most miserable excuse for a being I have met,
I would speak your name in my words, but you're not worth the recognition,
I write letter by letter about you because you were a painful experience,
That I would love to write about, and how you have changed my outlook on myself,
You are one thing to add to my pent up rage that I don't always expose,
A chip in the wood, might be one way to say it,
I don't crave your death or demise, but suffer as you live,
I do understand your surroundings, but let me say, I could relate,
I very much do understand, so I t
Trickster of LoveTrickster of Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I sit intrigued with keen senses,
Fiddling with locks of hair,
Staring with my focus on him,
Wanting to claw my way to his heart,
He adorns the air to make it glisten,
I ask him how he does what he does,
He pulls me close and tells me,
"It's magic, my dear,"
His lips to my head and I feel the presence of his wicked smile,
Absolutely magic because there is a spell I feel,
It is more than the usual everyday parlor tricks,
Feeling a certain magnetisim in his secrets,
Somehow, he draws out that hidden charisma,
And I have no problem as I feel the need to hold him closer,
Out of the air, he hands me a white rose embellished with colors,
Extraordinary, bizzare, and peculiar, but things I love,
Placing the flower to my heart to pretend it is emerging with it,
For the colors are intertwined and threaded with tenderness and affection,
He opens the gateway to slice a special spot inside my heart to make way for him,
Just feeling paralyzed by his love and magic, and I can't help but feel devoted
I never meant toI sit and recollect my thoughts,I never meant to4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And there you are
Another one of my memories
Good or bad, they stick to me
I try to remember all the laughs,
When laughter would leak from our breath,
When there was no purpose to do so
All the things, so memorable to me
When I gather it all,
A honest smile spreads across
Then a tear grasps the skin of my cheek,
and falls mimicking my heart,
as a heavy, hurt, lifeless weight
I think of other times,
The ones I wish I could fix,
And pain strikes me as I realize...
I can't do anything,
Only wish and hope for your forgiveness
Will you ever, please, forgive me?
It's a question I am afraid to ask,
Because I feel that I would just
Ruin every single thing...
Every little detail... in ruins
So might as well leave it be,
even though it burns and pains me
I just wish I could be there,
There for you at all costs,
For my body was limp and useless,
While my mind wafted away
I had the feeling of the hurt
I clench it tightly and wish,
That I could relive it
Make it bet
Emotional Victim of the HolocaustI escape all emotionsEmotional Victim of the Holocaust3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nerves were poison
This cement skin felt so cold
A heart I lack
Void of presence
The floor and the room around me,
Chilling, but could not break my mental blockade,
I was not there
I saw those who were crushed,
My hysterical mind,
I felt nothing
The surroundings around me were gray
Fear and pain seeping into the people,
Reactions hated to reach me,
I used to feel
I couldn't cry
Tiny fingers scraped the paint of blue
Zyklon B streaking my skin
Air was cement to my lungs
In the gas chamber
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.Fear3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
let your heart sill, don't despair
Deep inside, you know you can't hide
danger hangs around, side by side.
You want to call for help, but... who?
No one is coming to rescue you.
You'll have to face, you'll have to fight,
deal with the shadows of the night,
be the winner of the game
- while mysterious voices utter your name.
Not a witch, a werewolf, a ghost...
This is exactly what you fear the most,
much scarier than all the rest.
You feel your heart heavy in your chest.
Enveloped in dread, you feel like blind,
someone is playing with your mind.
Then you know, you don't have a clue,
the monster is inside you.
Any possible help or light is gone,
you are here, and you are alone.
No matter how much you hide, how much you run...
The nightmare has just begun.
then he wavedhis fingers are harp strings,then he waved3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
tall blades of grass, cowering with a breeze,
a howl escaping them.
the notes with the wind curve across dunes,
mountainous joints curl with each pull,
sand escapes through protective eyelashes,
spreading its wings, gritty feathers,
enveloping a woman,
wearing time on her face like a veil,
she imagines the rugged strings
vibrating against her satin fingers
are the throats of songbirds,
cut from their beaks.
her tears and soft sobs write songs for the harp
he left near a window from which she
saw him smile to her for the last time.
Dear HumanDear Human,Dear Human4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You continue to write in me. You take a pen and mark my pages with memories. Why do you do this? I cannot help you; I cannot accompany you through your life. You will write in me and then what you write will stay hidden beneath my cover. These words do not solve any of your troubles, or make any of your joys greater. Why do you continue to write? I do not care what happened to you on March 16th, be that March 16th in 2002 or March 16th in 2012. I do not care.
I do not care what happens from day to day, the world outside which I have not seen in years. I am shut in a drawer in a desk that never changes. I do not know the people whose names you scrawl, sometimes with hate, which fills me, sharp words, sharp tip of the pen, stabbing, carving deep symbols, these words that indent other pages, stretching deeper, impaling me with your passions. I hate these names, these people, these deeds, with such hate that I cannot think beyond the fresh ink. The next page is blank and sends
ExiguityShe's skinny, in the frightening, breakable sort of way;Exiguity3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You feel like you should put your hands around her waist,
To keep her feet on the ground not to feel her soft skin.
You're not like that, after all, and she knows it.
There is a sort of tragic beauty to her, you suppose,
In her protruding hips and prominent ribs.
But you like a man, broad-shouldered and muscular,
Someone to pick you up: not the other way around.
She looks like she needs a gentle touch, a patient lover,
Someone who's used to handling fragile valuables,
But knows that for all the skin stretched over bone,
She's no child to be coddled, coaxed, and condescended to.
You're not that person, you insist, and it's true
You're too small, and too straight (too closeted, and too scared).
If your eyes stray to the curve of her breast, it's nothing;
You watch from afar, and certainly don't dream of her.
medication.once a day, every day,medication.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the music-box ballerina,
dressed in caution-tape yellow and thundercloud grey,
convinces me that i am lovely enough
to last another day,
colliding chipped teeth and concrete,
collapsing asthmatic lungs and heartbeats,
weaving dreamcatchers for the lonely nights,
spinning spiderwebs for the buzzing lies
of ugly and awful and stupid and fat
and sad and psychotic and manic and panic,
cracking open from an orange-tinted bottle
that whispers gasping breaths of sanity,
(but this diabolical, biological illness
If you'll forgetHave you ever watched raindrops on a pane of glass? They glide and eventually submerge into other raindrops and the more tears collide, the faster they fall until eventually they seep away.If you'll forget3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That is life.
You are still until a single drop splashes on your head; you begin your slow walk downhill. Then drops and drops, big and small, come crashing and running. Crashing and running and shoving you downhill until you break your crown.
These are the "obstacles" in life. The traumas, the unluckies, the people, the horrors, the words, the fists, the illnesses, the stories these are the things that will kill you.
There is a heaviness, a weight, a mountain, a troll, a planet, a bulldozer, a factory, a rope around my neck and it bleeds on everything I love. It holds me down, falls on my head and grips its chains around my ankle and anchors me to the ocean close enough to breathe but not enough to live.
"If you want to go, that's okay," they'd say. Maybe. Hopefully. One