The Broken GlassThis world is not the one I live in
When I am here it feels like broken glass into my pale skin
THEY throw it at me
I cry helplessly then I remember I can go far away
Only the wondrous are allowed here
the ones that never fail to fill me with warmth.
I try not to remember that all I see will never be reality
The man and woman happy together
with the perfect family
The man who loves his daughter and son and takes them wherever they want to go
and opens doors to beautiful worlds that complete their souls
They are always happy and filled with beautiful togetherness
But in the broken glass staring back
The man is sick, he likes to sip the bottle
The woman has taken them from him and replaces him with many
only to take them away to rebuild again
The daughter and son will never get it back
The daughter is so perfect.
She has perfect hair and weighs 108 pounds.
She has a face like in the magazines without a flaw in sight.
Grief of a GhostThe light I always imaginedGrief of a Ghost3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The transportation I have longed
Have not come of this new state
What have I done to be so wronged?
All around me has not changed
The house I always knew
And the walls the same color
The air the same hue
Yet when I lift my hand
In front of my cold face
I see right through the figure
Barely a line left to trace
As I take a step, or clench my fist
I feel my limbs as floating gossamer
My whole form is but a mist
I never imagined it would be like this
When I ceased to exist
I hear in the next room
Cries of weep and woe
Familiar cries of my mother, my father
But never of such unequalled sorrow
Quickly I rush into the room
To see lament so loathsome
I place my hand on my father's shoulder,
To the shock I can't help but succumb
No touch have I felt
My hand has gone right through
As if nothing was there
Can this horror be true?
Loudly I call out his name
Doesn't seem to hear
I cry out, louder louder, still
Does he not know I'm here?
ExpectationsSwipe your hair from your faceExpectations3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Doll, your smile shines like
You've the looks and
Trend of a star
But Raccoon Eyed baby,
No one likes trash
We dream we're like you
When you're dressed to impress;
When you're hanging with your man
And not whining 'bout yourself
Honey, we're so lonely
We don't care about your morals
So kiss him darlin' cause he's
Leavin' if you're slow
We don't care for old you
The blues are out and pop is in
See, would you live without us here?
Diamond teared sweetheart
We've got all your make-up,
We'll kiss all your scars away but
Baby, you'll never be more
Than what we peg you as.
Love, Are You Still Breathing? Palms face down on the floor.Love, Are You Still Breathing?3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You cry into the dirty carpet
When you can't contain it anymore.
Shivering hands that just won't quit.
Dead leaves in the wind,
Breaking apart bit by bit.
Are You breathing?
Remember to inhale.
Did you forget how when you heard me leaving?
I'm sorry that I wasn't there
When you unwrapped yourself from the sheets.
And, the truth is i tried to care.
You're a beautiful disaster,
But beauty means nothing to me.
You just made my heart race faster.
Are you Breathing?
Remember to inhale.
Did you forget how when you heard me leaving?
You're still there, clutching the floor.
Is it keeping you alive?
Hopefully it is, because I've already closed the door.
I was no good for you.
Though you might not see it now.
You'll thank me for running when you do.
criss-crossed veins for the trigger girliii.criss-crossed veins for the trigger girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"you're not okay."
"no, you're lying. i can tell. everyone has a trigger."
she's walking around in circles
and trying to pick up her broken pieces, but they're
not fitting like they used to,
something's damaged beyond repair.
"Why are you doing this to yourself?"
"because i've forgotten what it feels like to heal."
she regrets not cutting deeper, when she sees the life
still running through her veins, and her parents asleep
on the hospital chairs.
she comes to school the next day with a bandaged hand
and blue eyes that seem a bit dimmer.
"i broke a mirror."
her cracks speak louder than her words.
she slams her locker door and almost hits the boy walking past
and if this was a movie, she thinks, they'd fall in love
but this is real life, and she is too damaged to even
she's too broken and he's too oblivious
and it's too goddamn late, no matter how pretty h
I'm still hereI'm still hereI'm still here3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I'll die
I'm still here
for you to
I'm still here
though I know
that you don't
I'm still here
and I want
Cry for meCry for meCry for me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cry out loud
Tears are falling
They're falling down
I deserve these tears
At least you're here
I made mistakes, I'm proud of them
I'm proud of being here
I was here
Somewhere on the Earth I lived
I had faith
And I failed
Cry for me
It's the least you can do
Smile for me
Forget about truth
Be in this moment with me
Forget about the world, forget about life
We're running out of time
So cry for me
Cry out loud
AdviceAll your useless adviceAdvice3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
About moving on
None of it will suffice
None of it I will act upon
All your empty words
About being happy
And moving forward
To a life that's not crappy
All the worthless things you say
Every cloud has a silver lining
Could you be any more cliche?
Your advice needs some redesigning
My own advice only works
For everyone but me
It's just one of my little quirks
So happy I will not be
Dead Man's GainI am so tired,Dead Man's Gain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I cannot sleep,
I wish to cry,
But I do not weep,
I am hungry,
But food won't come,
I wish to leave,
But I can't run.
I am trapped,
In a world so free,
I hate myself,
For being me,
Can't help but wish,
For no more pain,
For lifeless loss,
and dead man's gain.
The Untold Story of So ManyTangible ringing,The Untold Story of So Many3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Permeates the air.
She sits rocking,
Clenching her delicate ears.
Fate remains unknown,
The life that she has sown,
No longer will she be able to reap.
Because the bomb hit her home,
Destroyed everything she owns,
Quietly she beings to weep.
Filled with confusion and hate,
She has nothing to do but wait,
Wait for the war to end.
Mother, father, sister--late,
Or are they?--she debates,
With a heart that will never mend.
You Never Looked Past the Skin"Beauty isn't everything" you would utterYou Never Looked Past the Skin3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as I stood before the mirror.
I eyed the red constellations on my face
and the pillow under my shirt.
Too young to be balanced by curves
or even remote beauty.
"Easy for you to say" I snapped.
She was perfect;
past the years before blood.
Long and shaped,
perfect face and sparkling eyes.
Hair floating down her back without a flaw.
The words she whispered would never matter;
her beauty overshadowing it all.
Dancing through life the queen of the court.
The ones she loved falling back,
never by chance.
"Beauty isn't everything" I whispered,
the echo of who I use to be
sitting in front of the mirror.
Glaring at the red stars
that were barely even noticeable.
Clutching the pillow under her belly,
or so she called it, she was skinny as a stick.
"Easy for you to say" she growled.
But no, it was never easy to say.
The outer shell I had dreamed of since the dawn of time
was nothing, useless.
Lovely but cruel.
It didn't make people love me.
I was beautif
i am the bird with the broken wingAnd this is how the story goesi am the bird with the broken wing2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is no high in these winter lows
The love that left me has faded away
My tears blur the night into day
For I am the bird with the broken wings
Who has fallen behind the flock,
Now I have fallen by the way side.
With no one to pick me up.
The love that left me died in my arms,
Now things are all messed up.
I am floating beneath the water,
But I cannot get back up.
The silence floats around me,
Where there used to be your voice.
I reach out in the dark,
Hoping for your touch.
All there is, is empty sheets,
A reminder of my loss.
I shudder at what my life has become,
Fragments of glass spread around the floor,
I cut myself trying to pick the pieces up.
But this is how my story goes,
There was no high in my winter lows.
The love I lost hurt too much,
Now there is no night, there is no day.
The EmpathI take what isn't mine,The Empath3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
leaving what is good behind.
Taking the pain and leaving joy.
They smile, not knowing what I've done.
I cry over this, because I know what I've done.
I wear the mask.
As the smile openly.
No one knows what I do,
that I can sense and take emotion.
I can take pain and leave joy.
Though, I wish they did.
An Empath can feel what isn't their own feeling,
they can also take it from others.
Taking their pain so they wont.
That's what I do.
It's so much more than empathy,
it's feeling it in my very core that's not even mine.
Pain, sorrow, feeling hollow.
That isn't mine in the beginning.
I help by taking.
I save by containing.
But will anyone help,
or save me too?
Someone to understand,
an electic touch.
A gentle voice.
So much more than a friend is what I need.
Where to start?
I don't know.
I wish they'd know.
Because I guess they're not here.
Society's FreaksThis world is cruelSociety's Freaks3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
if you're different from the rules,
but there is a place
for unknown faces,
where the freaks unite
ignoring society's insult-packed bites
Yet they don't give in
to this world's sins.
They keep their march steady,
they're always ready
to get up, ignoring the disapproval everyone sends
til the pain and darkness is at an end.
One day, you will have to choose a path
along with the sins, whether greed or wrath,
choose the path different from the rest,
because that is where you'll shine best.
You cannot save me from my lifeI lie face down on the railway tracks.You cannot save me from my life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Screaming out his name.
You say you can save me,
But I am not something you can reclaim.
Discarded needles and empty cans,
Fill my space and steal my time.
They do nothing to take away this pain,
That grates away at my sanity
More and more these days.
Silhouettes of a life long dead,
Dance in the corners of my mind.
Flaunting what could have been,
In front of my cold eyes.
You told me you would be gentle.
You told me you would teach me how to breathe again.
You promised you would save from my pain,
You promised me a life; you told me I could live again.
At first you were a distraction,
An illusion showing I could be repaired.
Though the cracks broke through
And I fell down again.
I lie face down on the railway tracks.
I am waiting on the train.
To come and take me away.
He is calling out my name.
I told you from the start,
My fire was dying out.
I am not something you can reclaim.
You cannot save me
HollowI'm hollowed to the marrowHollow3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Torn apart by this constant wind of emptiness,
My eyes seeking for the answer of a better tomorrow,
The malevolence of a disapearing bliss
Gripping the infinity of a starless night
Lost in a sphere of never ending torments
Riving the scale of an excruciating moroseness.
Struggle and despair you carry
Euphoria and passion you exult,
While I can share nothing but a gap
Attached to a breeze
Falling into nothingness
Fatigued by the time flowing
Hollowed to the marrow
The Torturing DreamSoft... her skin. He knew it would be before he even knew her name.The Torturing Dream3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Silent... the breath he can't catch after his gasp when she said 'Hello gorgeous. Let's go make some trouble.'
Soft... the sheets on the bed in a room he'd never seen, but was happy to be inhabiting.
Silent... the arch of her back and the tears on her face, oxytocin induced...
Hard... the concrete he sees when he awakes from the dream
Cold... the skin on his chest where she laid her head seconds before
Hard... the sound of him lighting a cigarette in the quiet room
Cold... his breath when he exhales the first drag of another day
SmileSmile and forget your worriesSmile4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smile; let them see you're happy
Smile and hide behind this mask
Smile; submit to the façade
Smile and think that you're happy
Smile; think that you're safe
Smile and start dying inside
Smile; become emotionless
Smile and become nothing
An Ode to the DreamerAn ode to the dreamer,An Ode to the Dreamer3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who gave up the dream
I salute you
Don't worry, I understand
You see; I did it as well
So here's to the accountant,
who wanted to play basketball
An ode to the CEO,
who is really a dancer
Here's to the farmer,
who should have been on Broadway
Here's to you
Because I know
That when you gave it up
When you surrendered
You had your fingers
crossed behind your back
Heartbreak MasqueradeI can't remember what it feels like to be happy...Heartbreak Masquerade3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My smile no longer shrouded in sincerity.
It is like a heartbreak masquerade, fooling everyone;
Exhausted, I remove my mask when the day is done.
I'm a professional at what I do: I hide what I feel -
When I get hurt, I pretend like it is no big deal.
In reality, it's killing me; feel my heart breaking
The sad part? My friends don't know that I'm faking.
I can't remember the sound of my laughter any more;
Feels odd when I smile, like I've never done it before.
My heart soaring with joy - well, that feeling is gone
Dreaming about another guy that isn't you feels wrong.
It is like I am cursed, you never leave my mind
However, you - you didn't pause, just left me behind.
It feels wrong to see you and still feel butterflies
My heart still racing when I look into your eyes.
My head keeps spinning when you're in the vicinity
Even after all the feelings left, I can't feel happy.
I smile, not sincerely, but just to show you I'm fine,
You and I are differentYou and I are different.You and I are different3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not from each other,
But from everyone else.
They can't say we're just kids,
Because we're not.
Have we ever been kids?
We're not problematic,
Not troublesome, though
People might think of us as.
The difficulty to comprehend
Transcends even us.
I don't understand you.
You don't understand me.
All by the reason we don't understand ourselves.
There's a soul,
A heart maybe.
There are thoughts roaming,
Inside our minds, rampaging,
And only at night, staring at the skies,
Do we lose control
And they spring free.
To a point where the interior
We appear to search for something,
The question always present
As a certainty; for what?
You should not miss something you've never owned.
Is that to mean we've had it,
And it became detached along our life?
It's so because we see it
In everyone's grasp,
But somehow it's escaped us.
And we can't tell wha
Breaks In My MindI've watched your words break her skin,Breaks In My Mind4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For so long now,
Her tears have stained my chest for so long,
My chest is covered in them,
Why must the pain you create consume her?
Push her past the edge,
Only for me to catch her hand,
And help her back up,
Why must the pain you create,
Break my mind like no other,
That I've ever felt,
To stare into her eyes,
That are full of hurt,
Gives me a break,
That I've never known before,
One that i don't think I could ever mend,
The pain you create will push her past the edge again,
Once more for me to pick her up,
And try once more to mend our breaks.
The Empath's CurseThe empath's curse,The Empath's Curse5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My burden to bear.
Your anger hurts,
Your sorrow shared.
I feel your pain,
I feel your fright.
I fail to keep sane,
As you cry through the night.
Your hatred burns,
Your love soothes.
My own feelings turn,
Reflecting your mood.
Your joy is my own,
Your courage contagious.
When your feelings show,
Mine turn outrageous.
When I witness your emotions,
I experience them too.
From you they are shorn,
To me they are glued.
PersephonePersephonePersephone3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dear little child of Eden
Whose smile hides a thousand tears
Forgive the weeping sinner
Cast away his fears
"I paint white roses with blood stained tears
And hang them for all to see
You said you'd rid me of all my fears
Your lies brought me much glee"
Nestling close to her mother dear
A child of most sacred birth
Braced close with hearts so near
A song of salvation's mirth
Smiles in the lighted haven
Roses of ivory lace
A most beautiful maiden
Who left without a trace
The sky draped black
Cried tears of deep sorrow
"I want my daughter back"
Such laments of the morrow
Lights like a thousand charms
It pales in the moonlit dawn
Warmth of her mother's arms
A blessed light now gone
The flowers begin to die
The earth sings a song of mourn
A serpent's selfish lie
Blood stains a rose's thorn
Entangled in chains of darkness
Lost in a world of pain
Love sings a song of madness
The voice of an endless rain
SerafinaSerafinaSerafina4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Thy maiden fair with wings of white
Her songs of eternal mirth
Her presence serene, like a healing light
A vessel of salvations birth
Tis but a sad tale
Of how such maiden came to be
The echo of a broken towns' wail
A banshee who can no longer see
The cruel broken world
She cradled in her arms
To which an abyss she hurled
Where darkness came in swarms
How pitiful was pain
To stand there before her
Coming down like a sudden rain
Faded to no more, but a blur
Her warm crystal tears
That rid the fears away
Could not heal the years
Or the trauma of "that" day
The years she has left
Before the flames of life runs out
Her shawl woven from worn out weft
Her heart ridden from temptations doubt
Her tresses the shade of Lila
To her cheeks like blushing dawn
Her eyes that shined like fuchsia
Leaving mortals to marvel and fawn
To be born at a time of sorrow
When the sky cried tears of red
And the fear of a never coming morrow
Like a vow she proudly said