A Maker's Thoughts
How do you tell those you love the most
That you truly want to die?
That you've lost the will the live
Lost the will to even try
I was uncertain of these thoughts at first
When they slowly began to rise
Was I merely going through elder crisis?
Were they merely wicked lies?
Or did I truly yearn for a permanent slumber?
To finally rest my ancient head
Was my desire to greet the burning dawn
Truly what I craved, for the light to be my bed?
When I think on it I have decided
All I have I care not for
Save for the safety of the one I cannot release
This lethal beauty for whom my heart is tore
Not wanting to lose my first turned child
I should have let him go so very long ago
Should have granted him the gift of freedom
But a father's pride refused to let him go
And now the love I have from him
Had nearly taken him from me
Placed in danger, not once but twice
All by my doing, too blind was I too see
Now it's all too late, I've made serious mistakes
I swore I would make amends
At this late in t
Lost At The EndWhen did you become so hard to findLost At The End3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It' s like you're more elusive every time
It's like I can't even trust my mind
Yet you always seem to lag behind
It's like you've become a commodity
Something that's so difficult to see
Is there a way where you can just be
Seen in all your splendid glory
I never knew your value
Till I had to see without you
First you walked, and then you flew
It would seem I'll never be able to catch you
But I hate it when you're gone
Because then everything just seems to go wrong
I have to find you again I'll sing your song
Because you've been away far too long
When I was young you were always there
I never had not one fear
But now that I'm older it's like you disappeared
It's like your presence became all too rare
I'll search the skies I'll search the ground
In hopes of one day you'll be found
That you'll stand out from the crowd
And show your might
Guide me with your luminous light
Maybe then I can easily see what's wrong and what's right
Love is a lie?Love is a lie?3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They say love doesn't exist it is but a figment of the imagination of an ideal situation
Where I accept your flaws as well as your virtues
A love where I promise never ever to hurt you
That would be impossible to create
How can I trust those promises in a mate
Because it would defy the rational mind, a love that is immune to criticism and time
But to say I beleive in it does it make it a crime
Maybe I say..an optimist..if you love a challenge make that love persist
Because love doesn't come easy but entails hard work
Yes there maybe even times you might get hurt
But you reap what you sow you feed the love and it will grow
Don't hide your feelings let them show
Make that special person able to know
That your willing to try..that nothings forever..only the moments between hello and goodbye
So tell them you have a wish and maybe..just maybe that love can exist
Do I?Do I really love you?Do I?4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or am I just another guy
Who got captured by your eyes
Because your face would be one to force love
It's like your not of this world
Like you fell from above
I cant help the situation
Was it my will
To have the thought of you give me a chill
When I gaze at your face
To give my heart a sudden race
I would never want my love to be a lie
Because i could never bear the thought to see you cry
But it's hard to distinguish between the two
Am I under a spell or do I really love you
end life, end.when i was almost god,end life, end.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and my fingers were honeycombs
woven into embroidered dreams,
is when my breath danced
in your hair,
(never to be tamed)
your lashes weighing down your eyelids,
joining fingers with the ones below.
a wish escapes from between your teeth
(a cavity in the brain,
it's acid, it's acid. it's acid.
pleasant thoughts poison the mind)
end, life. end.
(wade into the ocean,
salt fills your lungs that shrivel up
like slugs in the desert sun)
Emotions Run DeepI remember those times you always made me laugh Its funny how laughing brings such joy yet it is so physically painful, why do we still love it, this emotion of pain, now tell me isn't that ironicEmotions Run Deep4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
We were both the godless heathens and everyone found it strange not fearing death or life and living just for the hell of it
You had that soulless look in your eye, that blank stare all the time
You would walk down a hall full of people and look straight ahead not looking one person in the eye and I though it was strange myself before I met you but that was one of the things that drew me most towards you, that and you were beautiful but you didn't act like it you acted regular like your beauty didn't exist and it was the least thing interesting about you but of course that only had deepened my curiosity and I knew I had to meet you, people would wonder if you were really there like if you had a soul it's a pity they didn't know you like I did, then they wouldn't have had any doubts
Just WaitShe sat at her small wooden table, sipping bitter coffee from her small porcelain mug. Why even own a two-person table if it only had one person to serve? She had even bought the two chairs that came with it...then again, she had expected the other chair to be filled. That didn't work out.Just Wait2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She loved him. She really loved him. As in, it wasn't just a crush. He was beautiful, inside and out, and amazing, and gentle. Almost perfect. But nothing's perfect.
He had been honest, told her that he couldn't handle a relationship at the moment. That he loved her. If only he could make 'them' work.
She sighed, stirring her coffee with a spoon for no particular reason but to figit. She was always thinking about him at this hour in the morning, and she certainly didn't know why. It was probably the empty chair. If only her thoughts would stop pestering, it gave her a headache, one that sometimes stayed all day.
Did he even care? Maybe he had made that all up, to make her feel better. Or to get her o
That Girl was MeThe girl with blood on her pillowThat Girl was Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because at night, her monsters won't leave her mind alone
So she tears
At the never healing scars
The girl with burn tracks down her face
Tears just weren't enough
They couldn't show the loss, the emotion
So, this was her way of showing her pain
The girl with wire sewn lips
Because the world showed her
Her pleading words will never change a thing
She has no power to help anyone, so why let her try
The girl that has blackened feet
Bruises from walking a million miles
Following closely behind someone
Only to realize they were a mirage in a twisted world
The girl with a bottle of pain killers in her shaking hands
Waiting to numb the pain
Looking for the final reason
To leave her private world of pain behind
The girl with a frown painted over her fake smile
Trying everything to make you see
That she's not all right&
1. But I Love Him"I love you," he says. I look at him through the hazy mist of tobacco. I rub the lit embers into my leg, making it flicker and evaporate. The perfectly horrible sting makes me flinch.1. But I Love Him2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Really?" I ask.
I roll my tongue in my mouth and keep my gaze on his blue eyes. "What do you want?"
"Ecstasy." His lips are on mine and I'm on autopilot. Suck. Nibble. Swirl tongue. Touch.
Ecstasy might mean sex for some couples but that isn't what he wants. That comes after. When he's so in love with life, he'll fuck anyone.
"Come on," he whines after I push him softly away. Softly, because if I push too hard, I might think I'm angry.
Angry that he's an asshole who doesn't really love me and angry that I'd even think that.Of course he loves me. But if my body feels angry, my head will, too. "You're rich. You can get some."
"My father's rich and he hasn't visited in ages."
"So you visit him." I rub the cigarette harder against my thigh, digging a hole and failing to
LoveHe told her he loved her when there was snow on the ground.Love3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Their breath clouded in the air before them as they walked through the park, frost already settled on the immaculately tended flowers. They walked arm in arm, him for closeness more than warmth, her for warmth more than any kind of intimacy. When they reached it, she saw that her usual bench was damp, sparkling with the early morning ice. She rubbed a small space clear with the sleeve of her jacket and perched on the arm, fumbling for her lip balm with wool clad fingers. Before she could find it, however, Jake took her hands in both of his.
'Claire', he stood, so much taller than her, his cheeks flushed with cold and snow in his hair, 'I love you'.
Claire was grateful for the cold, thankful her gloves hid the fact that her palms were sweating. She opened her mouth to speak, and felt something warm trickle down her chin. She put a hand to her face and realised that her lips, already chapped beyond belief, had begun to bleed.
Chains of love broke my heartYet the love hurts usChains of love broke my heart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Leading to misery
Creates the fear
How can it hurt this much?
Weeping with you. Arms around them
Keeping with you. Feeling their shiver
Flowing with you. Without your men
Drowning with you. Deep in this river
I could not control it
I needed someone
To hold me, take the pain away
I could not stop it
Stop myself destroying it all
Tired and lonely. Sitting and staring
Weak and filthy. No longer caring
Wasting to nothing. The rubble of you
Hoping for something. Poison where love grew
Never love me
My tears not worth it
Never desire me
I am your death
I watch over you
No sorrow. Please, no tears
Goodbye my lover
No-more I betray
I wish someone would stay
Wipe my tears away
Love me forever
Yet too hated
Dark and cold
Never worth it
Holy and fallen. Watch yourself die
Years, and still weeps. Never forgotten
Fade and wither. Long lost the fight
Tremble to sleep. Her man long gone
Time Gone PastIt seems the more and more we thinkTime Gone Past2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the further and further we stray off track
from what we really want from our life,
and what we truly lack.
We regard the sadness, and lay waste to joy
and string emotion as if a toy
as a metaphor unleashed for hate
shan't we stop before it's to late?
Perhaps it is,
perhaps it has been for quite sometime.
Perhaps we've lost what it means to be us.
Perhaps we've lost our simplicity and sublime.
The past love for each other exists no more,
no more than a myth or a legend of history.
No more can we consider ourselves different
in this galaxy full and full of mystery.
The trees attempt to teach us their knowings
as the grass aids in the process.
The water cries in agony along with the wind
but could we care any less?
Technology runs our every thought
from the set of the sun to the domination of Moon.
Lost track of the entity of time
creates an unwanted death too soon.
For what we do is not live
What we do is not being alive.
For being alive is the act of
You're Nothing...He brushes a strand of hairYou're Nothing...4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
He smiles at me
He holds me into his arms
He whispers into my ears
"You're nothing "
Last NightLast night I watched the fireworks. They were bright. They were beautiful. Shimmering lights of blue, red, green, gold, silver, and white decorated the night sky. So much smoke rose into the atmosphere, adding a much more spectacular effect.Last Night3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As I watched the wonderful sight, I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Yes, the fireworks were a beautiful thing to see. But as they burst into the air, all I could think of was Jake. I wish he was here. I wish he wasn't up in Twain Harte. I wish he could wrap his arms around me. I wish I could see the fireworks light up his face so I could see his smile.
At the thought of him, a smile tugged at the corner of my lips. He might not have been able to be with me last night, but one day, I'll take him to see the fireworks, and I'll get to see that smile.