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Will You Marry MeYour face is smoothWill You Marry Me9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
like the edge of a freshly wiped blade
Your skin is warm
like teardrops in a steel morgue
Your hands are soft
like linen sheets over pale, cool remains
Your hair falls to your shoulders
with the accuracy of a weighty noose
Your stride is as confident
as a blood-spattered Gladiator
Your legs send my heart
into a state of hysteria
AgoraphobicAgoraphobic9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He would often catch the coursers of a newly printed page
or lock upon the wingspan of departing poetry.
But once the years corroded and the pages crumbled,
fantasizing was no longer enough
Soon he found that these shallow fabrications had all the depth
of a black and white page.
Your StoryI'd much rather cry for youYour Story9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
'Cause my story is too painful to share
I'd much rather smile for you
'Cause my story is too painful to bare
So come here and I'll wrap my arms around you
Come here and I'll let your story shine
But after you share your story
Please don't ask me about mine
If only I could play the violin
I'd share my past through sorrowful chords
Vibrato on strings would be my voice
Fighting my demons with imaginary swords
Although I'm limited to words on paper
And the words aren't sung by a beautiful voice
These words make my story into a song
And this song confronts you with a choice
You can close your eyes
And p
I am afraid of myselfthe loneliness is a bleeding woundI am afraid of myself9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
mutilated my body
tortured my mind
with dark ideas has become a habit
I am afraid of myself
I do not like reality
I hide in my nightmares
order to escape from life
I Hope You Haven'tHave you everI Hope You Haven't1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Felt pain to the point
You are entirely numb
And can no longer tell
Nor care
That you are not breathing?
Have you ever
Been so hopelessly in love
That when he was gone
You were left with a hole
Where your heart should be?
Has the idea of happiness
Ever seemed so far away
That you thought
You would never reach it?
Have you ever
Thought you were worthless
So much that you
Lost the desire for life?
I hope you haven't felt the way I did.
One MoreThat girl has gone to piecesOne More7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is nothing you can do.
She takes her razor,
And makes a cut upon her wrist.
The blood just drips out,
And she'd rather feel this pain
Than the pain that's inside her chest.
Nothing will ever be right
As she makes another cut.
This poor girl needs help,
But no one seems to notice.
Every day there is a smile on her face,
But inside she is dying.
No one will ever know the pain that she feels.
She's better at lying,
Then she is telling the truth.
Her scares are hidden
Under the sweater that she wears.
Forever there as a reminder,
That life is not perfect.
She says she'll make just one more cu
There's No ForeverYou have been rejected so many timesThere's No Forever7 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
But you keep getting back up
Because you think
There’s someone out there for you
I honestly don’t know why you try so hard
For it’s just going to make it that much worse
So why do you say love’s forever
Because as long as I am here
I will say that there’s no forever
So there’s no reason to get so excited
Because when you think that you
Have nothing to lose
You really have nothing to gain
I can only see the misery getting worse
But you refuse to let me help you
Because you think that my words are untrue
So all I can do is sit back and watch
While you continue to get m
He Smiles Without A MouthHe Smiles Without A Mouth9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He always watches, but he has no eyes.
He laughs behind you, but he cannot speak.
He follows you everywhere you go, but he does not walk.
He always smiles, but he has no mouth.
He stands a great height, but he is given no advantage.
He is in the back yard, but he does not announce himself.
He is known as the slender man, but he has no name.
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HollowI'm hollowed to the marrowHollow9 months 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 excrutating morosity.
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 Tearful SirenThe Tearful SirenThe Tearful Siren8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Perched atop jagged sorrows, beyond endless seas,
Sits the Siren, who sings in seeping melancholy.
She caresses her hips of that of Aphrodite's,
With lips of honey and a mind of sulphur.
Revered was her voice that drifts in dismal fogs,
For as the Siren's song approaches, a portent of doom.
She tearfully obeys the dogma of destruction and cruelty,
As commanded by the gods of tainted Olympus.
Pitiful were mortals who fall to her dangerous melodies.
When she looks on to the raging fires, she slowly weeps
She quietly sighs in blissful sadness, aware of violent deeds.
The infinite oceans grasp at her sacred tears, il
Water Bomb"Water Bomb"Water Bomb9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everyday my little boat
Becomes filled with more and more water
My shoes are starting to get soaked
Like lambs unaware in the slaughter
There seems to be some kind of hole
Just big enough for water to get through
The hole isn't big by any means
But I don't know what to do
And everyday my little boat
Sinks deeper and deeper in the sea
I can't rewrite the script I wrote
I can't undo what is to be
The hole now becoming cracks
I tried to plug with paint and clay
With barrels full of whole grain sacks
But even still the boat decayed
And I just can't stop this water
From seeping in little by little
Every damn crack a
criss-crossed veins for the trigger girliii.criss-crossed veins for the trigger girl9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
"you're not okay."
"I'm fine."
"no, you're lying. i can tell. everyone has a trigger."
"What's mine?"
"you smile."
ix.
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.
v.
"Why are you doing this to yourself?"
"because i've forgotten what it feels like to heal."
viii.
she regrets not cutting deeper, when she sees the life
still running through her veins, and her parents asleep
on the hospital chairs.
ii.
she comes to school the next day with a bandaged hand
and blue eyes that seem a bit dimmer.
"i broke a mirror."
an
FearOpen your eyes to face your fears.Fear8 months 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 ins
Discarded.You cry for your sorrows and you bleed for your dreams,Discarded.7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just always remember, this world is not what it seems.
You can be the best of friends and then disappear,
They'll just discard you, I know it's hard to hear.
But this has happened enough to me,
It's all everyone's been doing recently.
So here I lie, discarded, fearing to stand up,
Because what waits just isn't worth getting up.
Thrown away and lying in a puddle of mud and blood,
All the other times I got up, and wiped off the mud.
But this time, as I lie here, broken and bloody,
I don't want to get up, I want to be a dead body.
I know getting up is inevitable, because I will never give in,
But I really just want to give up and say that "I'm done in."
ConfidenceThe mirror said nice things about me today.Confidence9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But tomorrow it will probably be biased,
And strongly opinionated,
To say otherwise.
RepossessionYour words tore into my abdomen like vultures feeding onRepossession9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the raw emotion their filthy wings stirred up from the dust.
My ribs cracked from the blow.
But, I think sometimes
of how these were the ribs
that should have chased you away from me,
quietly wondering how you managed to
slither past this cage of bone and flesh
to engrave your fingerprints into my marrow.
You were sweat & spice & scars-
Your eyes,
a thunderstorm of black and blue sex
jarring and devouring my insides,
shaped a faithless religion
through the cracks & broken shards
of my hollowed out womb.
(I want my insides back.)
FriendFinally I can seeFriend9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Really see your heart
It is so big and beautiful
Even with all your defects
No one can replace you
Don't ever change
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I would've been.I would've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,I would've been.9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know why I tell you this, it's not like you care.
I would've been a legend if it wasn't for the time,
Age of heroes has come and gone, all I can do now is rhyme.
I would've made something of myself, if I'd had the motivation,
But now, I just lie in wait, awaiting even more degradation.
I could've been someone, or something, I know I could,
But right now, it's all talk, all "Could, should, would."
Then there's that "if" or that "but" getting in the way,
I could've been a masterpiece, but here I am, rotting away.
No one even gives me a second glance,
I'm not a famous one like Rembrandt's.
I could've been a masterpiece if it wasn't for the tear,
If only the people looking after me had taken more care,
I could've been perfect, and remembered forever,
But now I am just a portrait, of the Forgotten Reaper.
Enraptured By BlessingEnraptured By Blessing7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take to heart, and keep in mind,
Flashbacks, and the constant gaze,
As it was then I did not know,
The truth of the beat
of my once cold heart.
The thirst I beheld,
to behold the holding
of my attention,
the grasp
of an enraptured obsession.
Pure, so true, by definition,
Defying the rules laid down by conformity,
spitting back into its face
the requisites of ungratefulness
hindered by the lack of sight.
Yet I saw the blessings
Wrapped with bows
In a marathon to my eyes,
Unscathed by bumps in the road,
Unharmed by my jagged edges...
Take to heart, and keep in mind,
the constant gaze and visual marathon,
Set me free, this
BeautyOnce upon a dream there was a boyBeauty7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
who whispered metaphors into his blankets
in the dead of the night. he pǝuɹnʇ them
over and twisted them and s t r e t c h e d them
searching for the melody that would define him.
what he didn't know is that his ears were traitors;
they rejected every rhyme without a trace of shame
and never allowed him to realize that his melodies
were real music, were beauty and love woven
into delicate threads; he only heard cacophony.
night after night he struggled and agonized
never satisfied with any combination of notes
always concluding that he was inferior to the world.
on the other side of the fence, close and far away
a girl with with stars in her eyes cried; her tears
were of the purest silver, the plainest pain.
she cried for verses lost to the valley of her strife
for missed opportunities and bro/ken hearts of iron.
their paths strayed along the leafy jungle of time
l i t t e r e
Breathe AgainIf I breathe everything will be okay.Breathe Again6 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I used to believe things would never turn out this way.
I'd gotten used to your love for so long.
I didn't know then that I was breathing wrong.
Cause I'm learning to breathe again without you.
I didn't think I could, but now I have to.
Your love used to be my oxygen.
Now I have to learn to love again.
Slowly, I'm breathing in sweet air.
It tastes even better without you there.
You're not essential for me to live.
I'm learning that life has a lot to give.
I'm going to once again breathe again.
I no longer need your love as my oxygen.
I'm breathing just fine without you.
Now I kn
Until I'm aloneI'm fine until I'm alone you see.Until I'm alone7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But alone isn't always an empty room.
Sometimes it's the loudest of places,
where everyone talks at once.
I'm fine until I'm alone.
But alone doesn't have a set time.
Though it tends to creep up as the last leaves fall.
It waits in icy air that catches your breath.
It seeps in like a deep shiver.
I'm fine until I'm alone.
And I waited in fear of it
Waited till the frost on the ground stayed,
To see if I would sleep through the morning.
I'm fine until I'm alone.
But even this oversleeping cant help me;
This dragging feeling that tires me.
It doesn't stop the time that passes by
When there is
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