Your Feline Shadow...Go ahead and tell me,
Your darkest deepest fear,
Whisper it, type it slow,
And never let them hear
Because you know how much I care,
You know what I really mean,
And because I care so deeply,
You're secret's safe with me.
Go ahead and tell me,
Who you really love,
Whisper it, and type it slow,
And never let them know
Because you know that I still care,
So I'll never tell you no,
I'll support your whims on hand,
And never to let go.
So go ahead and tie the string,
Draw the face of my true soul,
Tickle, laugh, and trick me, boy,
But you have to know,
That these games make it difficult,
They make it oh so hard
I care for you,
And yet you're not sure..... who you care for
And I can't let go
I'll be here,
Waiting, smiling, laughing, and playing as always seen.
I'll be here,
Hoping, trusting, caring, and saying what I mean
And you'll be there,
Swaying to and fro,
Never knowing who to love
I'm your feline shadow, boy,
Your Own SunflowerLike a sunflower caught in awe of the sun,Your Own Sunflower3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Turning blonde petals whichever way he dances,
Draping her body in the wind of ages,
And decorating her skin with the dew of secret dawns
Waiting and hoping one day he'll see,
How much is gathered in the whispered songs of weeds,
How much she trusts that the firm ground she has grown from,
Will stab her heart the moment truth is found
How far she stretches and yearns to touch his golden heart,
Waiting and hoping one day he'll see,
What love from a sunflower means.
how i workit takes so little to make me smilehow i work3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
it takes so little to make me cry
small things you do make me wanna live
small things you do make me wanna die.
beautiful melancholythe dreams left a bitter aftertastebeautiful melancholy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that stained my day
like smoke making eyes water
long after the fire is put out.
sometimes i miss riding on trains,
when things were simple
and all i had to pay attention to
was the voice naming stations,
and all i had to listen to
was the clang of metal on metal
and all i had to look at
were the fields blurring in the windows
like the watercolor paintings i did as a kid.
because it was easier then,
traveling at a hundred miles-per-hour,
surrounded by suitcases
and people who averted their eyes and
turned up their ipods.
i think my DNA could have unraveled,
my atoms disintegrated,
my hipbones snapped and my spine shattered until
i turned into a pile of stardust,
and no one would have even glanced up;
i could have drifted out the window
into the mess of fields and sky without anyone
and this thought filled me with a beautiful sort of melancholy
that would last throughout the day.
but i don't ride the train anymore.
i'm just a me
ChoicesHer strength is growing thinChoices4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Feels like she'll never win
It's a loosing battle
One that will forever leave her rattled
Her tired eyes..
Merely a slipping disguise
She's outta breath,
Flirting with death
Hand on a razor..
Wishing somebody would save her.
She has two choices:
Give into the voices,
Or find light
In her darkest plight
FoolI am a perfect daughterFool3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am a perfect girl
I am educated, I am fragile
And I never do anything wrong
If my parents want me to do something
If my friends want me to do something
I am a terrible daughter
I am a terrible girl
I am rude, I am strong
And I always do everything wrong
If my parents want me to do something
It looks like I'm not able to do it
If my friends want me to do something
It looks like I don't want to do it
Dad, mom, do you really know me?
Do you know the battle that happens inside of me?
Do you know how much I hate you?
Do you know how much I love you?
Do you know how it's the feeling to hate and love somebody...
At the same time?
Do you know how much I hate myself?
Do you know how much I hate my friends?
Dad, mom, do you really know how people see me?
They think I'm intelligent, cute, shy, fragile
And a very good daughter
Why would I tell them who I really am?
If it's going to benefit me
It's better to let them live their illusion.
But the tr
And Here We Stand Still...As I walk the groundAnd Here We Stand Still...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I forsee the death of many
Choked on their desires
To destroy us all
For being different
For being something better than them
I see hate in their eyes
For having something
They do not
Fearing my shadow
I see them being free
Not knowing what it is to be inside
To know oneself
Is freedom in itself
And yet it's never enough
To push us farther
Down a hole
Kicking and screaming
Laughter all around
While our screams fill the room,
Fill our ears
And blood fills our sight
Rage takes control
Patience we have none
Maybe we can be free
From this rabbit hole one more time
We stand up
Just so they can push us down again
We are our true selves
But they want to hear none of it
"None of you will ever be free as we own your soul."
They push us closer to the edge
Not knowing that its about to go down
We push back
They don't like that
We love everyone no matter what
"And I hate you all"
They inch us even closer to that fine line
We shove them even harder
Symphony of the DeadHe sits on the bed, bent over with his fingers interlaced on top of his head. Her words echoing down the hallway are still burning in his ears. Why does daddy like making me afraid of him? The man lowers his hands and lifts one of them to still his trembling lips. I'm scared he's going to hurt me. He blinks, trying desperately to hold the tears back. Does daddy even love me Mama? The man gives up and starts to weep uncontrollably, his back shaking with every sob. Why does he scream at me so much? He looks up and his words are barely audible. "I'm so sorry." The man can taste salty tears on his lips. Mama, I'm so scared. I want to die. He can still see her sitting there wearing a white night gown, her dead mother's dress spread on her lap. Mama I'm coming to you. "No!" He screams, reaching for something that's no longer there. I love you Mama. The girl says as she lifts the knife with quivering hands, and plunges it into her heSymphony of the Dead3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
If someone asked me..If someone asked a couple months ago, that if I ever missed you. I would have bit my lip and turned away. Holding back tears of pain, happiness, regret. Thousands of memories playing over and over through my mind. Memories of us, laughing, kissing, acting as if nothing could ever bring us down.If someone asked me..3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But now, if someone asked me if I missed you, the answer would be yes. Just plain and simple, I thank you for the love you've given me, and all the good times we've shared, despite the fights and hateful words. I look back and see that it won't ever work again even if we tried. Our friendship was altered, but was it worth it? Loosing such a good friend, I could turn to you for almost anything. But now I don't dare try that, I feel so distant from you, it's like I barely even know you.
I know that we'll both find someone else, it's only a matter of time sweetie. We just have to keep our heads held high, our eyes wide open. We're still young, don't expect everything to happen right now
A Vision of SolitudeAn elaborate palace of sharp gold and ruby,A Vision of Solitude5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Surrounds a solemn throne in the ballroom below,
A place where the crowds would dance and sing,
Is now nothing but an empty, broken hall.
His clothes protect his pale form carefully,
The only thing that's ever held him close,
The hair on his head is a mass of tussled tendrils,
A dull blonde shade makes a colourless glow.
A long scarf lines his neck like the twine of a snake,
Flowing gracefully around in the howling wind,
Although it cries a woeful tune,
As no one will ever see its true beauty.
Eyes that shine like an amethyst sun,
Have never shared a moment with another,
Blind to the views of compassion and caring,
Longing only to embrace the warmth of a friend.
This house where he lives cannot be called a sanctuary,
The desires of his dreams get buried away,
Under a canvas of crimson and fire,
The ashes are a majesty of his solitude.
Loneliness knows no love or hope,
Loneliness sits and waits in the cold,
Loneliness reaches out and whis
BeautyBeauty rose out of that silent sea,Beauty3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her eyes were tepid with wild thunder,
And then she turned and looked at me.
Me; a meagre man who knew no lady fair,
Nor one of care as she snaps my heart asunder.
Beauty flew up to that sinister sky,
Her lips were dark with mad desire,
And then she turned and started to cry.
Cry; a crude curse who knew no mortal smile,
Nor one so vile as she scars my aura in fire.
Beauty stood up on that scarlet skin,
Her locks were rouge with quiet rain,
And then she turned and walked on sin.
Sin; a sordid spirit who knew no lover true,
Nor one in clue as she saves me from my pain.
Shedding Skin--C.mama, daddy, there's something i have toShedding Skin--C.5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
there's something i want to
there's something i should...
no, sit down and let me try again.
there are wasps in my head
and they're stinging, singing
about the ways I've messed up
and you should know, before i go on,
that i didn't mean to,
i didn't mean to!
i just didn't know how to make it stop
once it started.
there are accidental crimes
and conscious sins and
i have unwashed hands;
likewise this confession
has no end.
i have to, i want to, i should
adopt your ignorant bliss.
polish my image, framed on the wall
until it leaves my skull, my un-oiled joints,
and a fragment of my tooth, just so i can
reintroduce the purest part of me;
tell me why i am yet an orphaned indulgence!
sit down. SIT DOWN!
you've knocked the nest loose,
set them angry on my veins
and they're screaming, stinging, trying to get out;
and NO, i'm not crazy, i'm not crazy,
why won't you LISTEN?
daddy, mama, lady down the block that i don't
I AmI amI Am3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
That voice you hear is me. It sounds like nothing to you, the weak whimper of the prey as you conclude the hunt of your own aggression. You never hear me.
If you do then you likely laugh and hurt me more.
You communicate in jeers. You communicate in taunts. You communicate with your fists and your feet, you communicate without any compassion in your heart.
I cry and beg you to stop, but you do not hear me because I am nothing to you.
Blood and bruises. Flesh and broken bone. Fear and despair. You cause those within me and you don't stop, you are too insecure and fearful within yourself to see that you are lashing out at those who do not harm you.
You allow your insecurity and anger from that insecurity consume you, and you bring the pain like a steady rain.
The ground is my bed and my main stay. You keep me there with your hatred. When I try
BipolarThere's that moment when I wake up in the morning,Bipolar5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
And without a warning.
I feel myself plunge into the ocean.
As my thoughts drown me,
Like anchors tied to my ankles.
And I feel the water all around me.
I am being consumed by the sea,
My mind is my own worst enemy.
There's that moment when I wake up in the morning,
And I get that feeling.
In my chest,
But it's not pain.
I feel like I am actually sane.
Or maybe a little more than that,
I feel creativity and happiness,
And just plain joy.
I can't describe this emotion,
I just know that I actually feel alive.
Maybe even more than that.
And I can laugh and I am okay.
But then there is the next day.
And the next,
Until it all goes away.
And then I am neutral.
I am not manic.
I am not depressed.
I am not anything.
I feel bored, irritated.
I don't know what I am.
Just plain, nothingness.
I don't feel creativity flow through my finger tips,
I feel this might be a sinking ship,
Fades to the next hour or so.
And I am once aga
Broken wingsMy heart is an angel with wings.Broken wings8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
She wishes to fly,
To touch the sky.
She wants to be set free.
Oh so badly.
She beats against my rib cage,
That keep her imprisoned within me.
Cause I can't let her go,
She begs me to let her out,
She scream and shouts...
So one day I decide to set her free,
And there was never anyone who had fallen in love so truly,
With the world and it's beauty,
Until the storm came.
And broke her fragile wings.
And I saw my angel fall...
Fall to her knees...
She is nothing now,
Only broken hopes and dreams.
So I put her back in her cage,
As if nothing had changed,
But it did,
Because now my angel,
Who was once full hope,
Is nothing but,
A pair of broken wings.
TherapyTherapy-Therapy7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
They try and peek inside of my mind
Trying so desperately to find.
What brought me here today,
What has put my secrets on display.
For this person to see.
What makes me,
What runs through my head,
Anxiety and depression
And it’s slow but steady progression
That is trying to kill me.
And they prescribe something,
To bring me back from the dead.
And they ask me questions
But they don’t get any answers.
My lips are sealed,
Because what they don’t get is,
Does nothing for me.
They can’t see,
That what I so desperately need,
They only make me ill
With worry about always needing to be medicated.
And being separated
No, all I want.
Is a hug.
And a friend,
To stay by my side until the end.
(All I want is a little love to replace this hate that their words have drained into my veins)
Jack FrostJack Frost rears his ugly head,Jack Frost4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
His evil spell soon to be bred.
Unto the mountain tops he ascends
From which his terror weaves and bends.
From his wicked perch horrid words are said.
The strongest of men have trembled and fled.
"While most of you are wishing well,
Think of the many who froze and fell,
Dropping dead upon icy streets
Or sleeping eternally beneath their sheets.
Some of you think this season merry,
But better of you to be cautious and wary.
Approaching Earth is Winter's breath
Bearing forth the kiss of death.
Many have tried to run and hide,
But it matters not if you were truthful or lied.
Winter spares not weak of heart
And I will slowly tear this world apart."
Then forth he sends his icy blast.
This deathly frost forms and it covers us fast.
Many unlucky are prepared not
And out in the cold are forced to rot.
Jack Frost spares none for he doesn't care
If you're one of the living or are trapped far down there.
But perhaps this will put your mind at ease.
Eventually, all o
Suicide NoteSometimes I sit and wonder,Suicide Note7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
How long my monsters.
Will haunt me.
I feel that they’ve left me with nothing more than,
And sometimes this darkness,
Feels better than the light.
When all I’ve ever known was the cold feeling of the night.
And now I almost feel like it’s inviting.
Because I am finally sick of trying.
And tonight will be the end.
But don’t cry for me my friend.
When you find my body in the morning,
Don’t waste your time hoping,
That you’re still dreaming.
Because you’re not.
I am a goner,
I have been since the day I was born.
And I’ve slowly been fading and my body was getting older and worn.
I wore my smile well,
So you could never tell.
And I am so very sorry.
I hate to cause you worry,
Just know that you did nothing,
It was me who did everything,
To pull this trigger.
Did He Just Say....The words drifted in the air,Did He Just Say....3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like silver sugar lacing my smile,
I feel the skin around my eyes and neck warm and tint with red,
I cast down my eyes and smile,
There they are,
His fingers in my hair again,
Tapping and playing,
But all I can hear are those words
Dancing through my head like perfect hallucinations,
But he said them .he did
."We could be" ..
BLISSBLISS3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To look into his eyes—
Those that scheme your own demise—
Is to relinquish every selfish desire
To go so far
As to blindly light your own funeral pyre
And only relish
In that lavish gift of insanity
To crave his glances,
His graces, his subtle advances
Is to delve into unforgiving vanity
To sigh into his embrace—
Your mind gone away without a trace—
Is to be consumed wholly and completely
To give in and
Suffocate in silence—alone—discretely
And with bated breath
Love the very essence of what is him
To carve out your own heart
Bury it with him—to never be apart
Is to sicken yourself with sweetest sin
To cherish one last kiss—
Is to die—in loathsome bliss
BeautyThere is beauty in sadness;Beauty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In pain, in despair;
There is beauty in the tears that we cry.
There is beauty in madness;
In chaos, in confusion;
There is beauty in the voice in our minds.
There is beauty in stillness;
In quiet, in silence;
There is beauty in the words we need not say.
There is beauty in blindness;
In the dark, in void;
There is beauty in the things we'll never know.
There is beauty in lightness;
In laughter, in joy;
There is beauty in each and every smile.
There is beauty in sparseness;
In the empty, in the gaps;
There is beauty when nothing else is there.