Always DefeatedI just run; faster than the wind. I can't stay. I won't.
All of this hurts
To remain standing, when all I am, is torn down.
Can you hear my screams?
Or just the silence
As I take a step into the unknown, will you hold my hand? Will you ever believe in me?
I keep trying but, all those words spoken, make me want to cry; to give up and to let go of all I know.
And you know the pain never stops. It's like a never ending empty void, which is sucking me in and I wonder when this will be done.
Will I be the one who won?
Or will I be the loser everyone knows me to be?
The Sentinel: A Poem The Sentinel: A PoemThe Sentinel: A Poem3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
All the night shall be your keep.
All those sleepers in their sleep
Will look to you and heed your call.
A moment where silence rules and dreams come true.
And then you shall see the nighttime's worth.
Transcend the dying and the birth.
See for yourself the beauty there.
The perfect frailness that is life.
Observe those lovely maidens of virtue!
Oh, behold the lads of brave stature that are true!
See the empires fall with broken spires.
And Father Time reclaim his own.
So watch the humans as they slumber.
And for once they might seem humble.
Listen to the silent plea of hope as the night wanes on
And see the love that enters here among the human race.
Contract 'Peace. I just want peace.' With the last sentence written, she placed the note on her empty pillow. She pulled on her black converse and turned towards the open window. 'They won't notice I'm gone until it's too late.' she thought a little mournfully before slipping into the cool summer night. The dark house loomed in front of her, each window black and empty. 'I wonder how long they'll assume I'm sleeping in?' Memories from that very morning came rushing to the front of her mind. She could almost hear her mother's angry voice yelling from outside her door. "Is she still asleep?" Her silver blue eyes began to blur with unshed tears. With a shake of her head she banished the thoughts to the back of her mind. 'No time for tears now.' And with that she started down the wooded trail that led to her end.Contract3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She had already decided to put as much distance between herself and that house as her feet would allow before she committe
A Letter to No OneThe clock ticked against silence,A Letter to No One3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Upon the cemetery of a room.
Deep sighs weave through the air,
Meager warmth in compressed despair.
Moths fall prey to a musty lampshade,
An opened window to Night’s gloom.
Thoughts dance like ripples on water,
And clouds on the hiding moon.
A lullaby plays from the gentle sound,
Made by scratching pen on paper.
One story told too many times,
Is voiced from words created.
Though this time revived from lies,
A phoenix forms the ugly truth.
The pen rolls from the wooden desk,
Having served its final use.
Old dusty dolls and teddy bears,
Watched helplessly through glassy eyes.
No star showed to twinkle hope,
Not one ray from the busy moon.
On the clock’s tick, a rope was hanging.
On the clock’s tock, a form was thrashing.
A tired, hoarse throat gasps for life,
Cut abruptly by the Reaper’s scythe.
Poems on the shelf with an unknown author.
Paintings on the wall left unsigned.
Just another heart trapped in horror,
An unfinished l
Sometimes... It Just HurtsI'm stuck in rut in my life. I can't hear the sounds around me, the happiness seizes. I wish I could do everything right but, I always fall as I catch my breath.Sometimes... It Just Hurts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It all hurts; I'm never good enough for myself. I can't even impress myself. I'm in so deep that no-one can save me. Not even the ones who love me.
I want to runaway and never look back but, that won't get me anywhere.
Screaming in my head is those cries I want to yell because no-one truly knows my pain. I am broken I have been for so long.
There is always someone one step a head of me and as much as I try I am always behind, even behind the ones who don't try or don't care.
It's like as I entered this, I was left alone and left to dry from this pouring rain. I'M NOT OKAY! I'm in so much pain, everyday I wake worse then other. Everyday it's like I lose myself even more.
I want to breathe again. I want someone to be hear while I'm trying to stop myself crying. I need a shoulder to lean on
It all hurts.
Help Me..?I thought I hitHelp Me..?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I thought I could
Only go up now
I though it was
Hard then . . .
Letting go of the wall
I fall faster
It wasnt the bottom
Just a shelf
I cant see anymore
Nothing but black
A bit farther everyday
Not getting better
I hope for light
But I learn
The black only gets darker
Love Never Has An EndBoy, You Get Outta Bed,Love Never Has An End3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Knock Yourself Upside The Head,
You Lost All You Hold Dear,
And You Can't Tell Her,
'Cause She's Not Here.
Go, Run Out To Your Car,
Complete The Search For Your Star,
She Said She's Leaving Tonight,
Show Her That She's Everything,
Including Your Light.
Sharply Cutting The Turns,
Bumping Over The Curbs,
You're Ignoring The Cops,
You Gotta Get There,
Before Your Heart Pops.
And Now The Airport's In Sight,
Standing Out In The Night,
She Carries Tears In Her Eyes,
Suitcase By Her Side.
By The Time You Get There,
She's Sitting Down In Her Chair,
You Can't Help But Feel Alone,
But Lucky For You,
She's Searching Through Her Phone.
Yours Then Begins To Ring,
And Your Heart Starts To Sing,
You Cry And Apologize,
For All That You Said,
All Those Dirty Lies.
You Prove You Want Her Back,
Can't Handle A Heart Attack,
She Starts To Understand,
So She Grabs Her Suitcase,
And Tries To Depart To Land.
But It's Already Too Late,
The Plane Takes Off With A Shake,
They Sadly Whispe
Mind.Darkness surrounds me,Mind.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Shadows surround you.
The present threatens me,
as the past did to you.
Your memories, you keep at bay,
but your thoughts just seem to fade away.
Your murdurous thirst is always there
and you seem to be grabbing at your hair.
My thoughts aren't right
my head's too tight,
I have to fight
just not take flight.
I want it to end
I want it to end
Please will somebody help me then?
It's not to late
Never to late
say it'll be alright
but we know it's not alright.
Because of your past,
you will certainly fade last.
You will not find a friend in this world.
We are not one
but one and the same.
Our minds have turned against us.
Loved, Avenged, and ReunitedI'm not the same when I'm hereLoved, Avenged, and Reunited3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You have changed my thoughts
You have change my voice
I cannot go back
My want rebels against my need
My desire outweighs my reason
There is no reason behind this
Nothing makes sense about it
But I will not leave it
I find that I want to stay here with you
May it be against my will or with it I cannot tell
Do you deliberately torture me?
Or are you as conflicted as I?
This desire is great, but I cannot name it
I cannot put a reason to it
I cannot get away from it
It will always be here
When I am with you I am no longer lost
You changed me into someone I am proud of
If this was love then how was it taken so easily?
Your life was snuffed out so quickly by those who deserve to drag themselves across the filth and grime of all things awful.
You may say I judge, but the agony they put you through can never be justified
I want to see you again so badly
I want to laugh with you again so desperately
I want to hear your voice with all my being
And I will
You Want Me To Go AwayMy heart is racingYou Want Me To Go Away3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Too many things I'm facing
And you can't listen
Because your not there
You won't try
To even understand
How am I supposed be your friend?
When you can't let me in
And you turn it all around
When you leave me out
I'm not the lies scattered in the sky
I'm not lying, it hurts to cry
About the things you let me go through
The pain you cause at times and not knowing why
The ache inside my chest grows and shrinks
Is it because I love you
Or just cos I hurt
I need you
I don't know if you want me too
With the way you turn away
When I see your face
Smiling my way
I grin back and have a good laugh
But, the laughter never seems to fade
Yet why does it seem you want me to go away
I sit here in regret
Did you want to forget how we met?
We talked some but, then went our ways
You say it wasn't much to you
But, it meant so much to me
Can't you see what is happening now?
Do you see the blurriness in my eyes as they cry tears?
Will you want to even go away?
I'm not the lies scattered
So What Do I Do?If only I could read your mindSo What Do I Do?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only I could interpret you emotions
Understand what you're going through
See through your eyes
Hear through your ears
Feel through your heart
If only I knew how to help you
But I can't
And I don't
And it's killing me
So what do I do?
MockedI'm the girl who is always mocked for how i lookMocked3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For how i dress
What music i listen to
I sit in bed and cry
Not because of what they say hurts
Because it does
But because I'm not appreciated
Wondering down a path
I try my best
But nothing works
I don't eat because I'm "too fat"
I listen to my music loud to block all the words
Those words that will stick in my head
Make me cut again
I don't want that
I just want to be freed
I feel so trapped
I cant explain it
I begin to have feelings for someone
They aren't ever mutual
I sit and realise
Once again my hopes are dashed
Its a vicious cycle
I've never been told how to love
I've never experienced it
I feel empty
Yet tears slowly roll down my flushed cheeks
Has taken hold of me
Dangerous WatersYou only see broken, empty shells,Dangerous Waters4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They cut your aching feet,
And give you a sense of solitude.
You walk into the waves,
They soothe your pain,
They relieve you of sins.
You want to run away,
But every time you try,
The call becomes louder.
And you are so tired,
So tired of running,
From the call of soothing waters.
So you swim,
Engulfed by the comfort,
But these are dangerous waters.
You're swimming too far out,
The tide will catch you,
Drag you under.
You will never resurface.
ViolinistGraceful, deliberate strokes of a violinists bowViolinist4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Acting as vestigial extremity, key to the creation
Of waves and brilliant sounds echoing throughout the halls
of an empty domicile
Like tides in their natural way,
An ever constant rising and falling of immensity abroad
Virtually endless sanded beaches and rocky shorelines
Too Break A Hearti like too see how i will go on .Too Break A Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
yes im sad but i must continue.
i can not give up and show him im weak.
he may have taken my heart and teared it to peaces .
but i will not show him he won the battle.
i try to hide my feelings.
i tryed to move on.
its just ot working yet
but i must live on
im trying stay away but your behind every corner .
you say we can be friends .
but when my birthday came you gave me the sholder.
i try to be nice .
but what you did to me was crule.
a heart break over text message .
what kinda monster are you.
you told me you loved me .
that you cared for me too.
but it was all a lie .
but thats just you
i am moving on now .
ive walked away.
ive replaced you now.
he's nicer and better.
he treats me better than you did .
and this may be just a poem of my feelings .
but it makes me feel much better
King, let me take her handKing, let me take the princess handKing, let me take her hand3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m just a jester, but I’m sure you’ll understand
That we’re in love, and I truly make her laugh
I’m no prince, but you have to give me a chance
I’m not wearing shiny armor; because I’m not weak
And I have no servants; I’ll finish my own deeds
I might not be rich; but she’s always happy
And I might not be perfect; but we are both who we need
So please King, open your eyes so you could see
That the princess and I are truly meant to be
I’m just a jester, but I only plead
For you to let us live joyous and safely
Imaginary FriendI once had a friend.Imaginary Friend3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That was made of pretend,
Who's only friend was me.
We played all alone,
Just all on our own.
Down on the hills,
And the trees.
We ran through the woods,
Jumped in the hills,
And played in the dark,
Because we lived for the thrills.
We went on our journeys,
And time would stand still.
The world would change,
Because it bowed to our will.
Then came the days
My friend started to fade.
We no longer spoke,
We just sat in the shade.
And as we sat silent
We looked at the sky .
My friend left for the last time,
Without a goodbye.
I guess the fact is.
They were no longer shy.
I once had a friend,
I thought was made of pretend.
Who supposedly no one could see.
So I sit and I wait,
Pretending their late.
Alone with no guarantee.
Hoping and saying ,
EmptinessFeeling empty...Emptiness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeling cut off from everything else...
There's those times when
You just have to stand up,
Walk away, and be alone...
The little feeling
That something's missing.
The tug of loneliness
Pulling on the chain
Of the collar I'm wearing.
The shackles of dread
And despair keeping me
From running away...
The handcuffs of fear
Stopping me from fighting back.
There's nothing left to do
But to stand off
In the distance...
Staring blankly ahead
At the moving faces.
This empty shell doesn't
It doesn't feel happiness...
But I know one thing...
This soul does.
I wish for someone
Who had the key.
My pass for freedom.
My escape from the everyday.
A spirit whom I can love and cherish.
Because I'm sick and tired
Of being sick and tired...
I'm too numb of this pain.
This empty feeling
Of something missing...
And no means of fighting back...
Is an inhumane torture
That no one should face.
Autumnal InsomniaIt's an Autumn night. The cold comes cuttingAutumnal Insomnia3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Across the seas and the Isle is in winter's for-pang.
I am still at my desk in sweats and fevers, pacing
Over long due essays and the morning's march.
The space on the wall is screaming at me
From where the picture hanged upon the arch
Above the study door. My phone has not rang
In days. In no way could you call me free.
Is it late or early or both? I cannot see
Past the window's blank abyss and I delve
Into another long since read book and look to find
The clock is already far past twelve.
The creaking grows with roaring zephyrs
Of night-breath, the gate creaks in torment
And the dark and twisted line of the tree
Seems horrifying to me.
I close the curtain and shut the door
And pick my book up from off of the floor.
I look and see the clock is now past three
And it matter not in the least to me
And I pray to the Man of Galilee.
Lead-lined eyes and a slurring soul
And the hours awake take their toll
And I fall asleep.
By Day By NightI was an angel,By Day By Night3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was a hawk,
I wasn't gonna fail,
I could walk the walk,
I was a hero,
I was a knight,
Nobody could see though,
I was losing a fight,
I was a bright day,
I was a full moon at night,
Whatever I'd say,
Would come out right,
I was a breath of air,
I was a ray of the sun,
A battle balanced unfair,
Yeah I still won,
The days of the fighter,
The nights of the brave,
Feel oh so lighter,
Not more I can save,
The days of the winner,
Those nights so cold,
Have lost their shine,
It's grown so old.
I'm a particle of dust,
I'm apparent and frayed,
I'm filled high with lust,
My hopes, oh they fade,
I'm a shadow to the sun,
Stopping it's tracks,
I'm as hollow as one,
There's no turning back,
I'm a trip wire for progress,
I'm a fallen tree,
Dangerous when hopeless,
yeah that sounds like me,
Familiarity is changing,
In my search for my past,
What did I do wrong,
Why couldn't it last.
Anti-Bullying ProseEvery word isAnti-Bullying Prose4 years ago in Emotional More Like This
is a cut
And every fear
gives us a reason
to give in
Stop bullying. Anyone around you could be being bullied. Reach out.
Voices from the pastThey scream inside my headVoices from the past4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voices from all those years
Tell me this is a gift
I should not have
"YOU DON'T DESERVE IT!"
You're not worth it
You're an outcast
and different to us
Be afraid to lose it
Nurture it while you can
For we will take it away
On the coming day
We will take what you love
and leave you behind empty
From that you will learn
Everything can be taken
Hold onto what you love
For you will lose it
Maybe not today, but you will
on one of the coming days
You shouldn't have a single thing
that means something to you
they repeat it all the time
every single day I live
They repeat what they said
years ago out loud
my mind repeats them
so I will never forget
You don't deserve what you have
You are worth nothing at all
That is what the voices say
In my mind every single day
StereotypesAll right people, time to tell you about stereotypes:Stereotypes3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Oh, you're Jewish, you must have a big nose."
Yes, it is so big that I can play it like a flute.
"You must have a tail and horns."
Well, duh. Can't you see I have hair and bottoms? I am obviously covering them.
"You must have a lot of money"
Yes, of course. Don't you see my giant mansion and rolls royce?
"Oh, you're bi. You must be confused."
Yes, of course. Because it's not like anyone else is confused about their sexuality EVER."
"You must want to be different."
Yes. I love it when I get bullied and hated for my sexuality. It's so much fun!
"You must be very promiscuous."
Duh, don't you see all the people I've had relationships with? All zero of them.
"Oh, you're white, you must..."
"Oh, you're part Canadian, you must..."
Sarcasm can only go so far to cover up my hatred of stereotypes. And how much they can hurt. So please, for the love of pete just stop.
The Old WellMy destiny calls from the depths of the well,The Old Well3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The sound of the water my own death knell.
Spirits pass upwards and through the stone,
Leaving behind pennies people have thrown.
The well is filled with the souls of others,
All of whom strayed from the same path.
Every fate as damned as another's,
Consumed by this ancient curse's wrath.
Mysteries surround this age-old dwelling,
I, a servant of this ancient foretelling.
My heart lies at its base,
My life removed without a trace.
Ridddle Me This...What's heart beatsRidddle Me This...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but still is dead?
what thinks alone
with voices in its head?
What hurts itself,
so it can heal
what cuts itself
so it can feel
What cries with blood
to hide its shame
what writes on walls
to remember its name
What has clear eyes
but still wont see?
what is this thing?
it is me.