was I the one being dramatic?
really? wow, I thought that it was all right,
considering you, and your pain,
whatever comes out of your mouth.
wait for the shocking moment, you say!
dip red in your knives and it's now your blood,
considering me, and my incompentence,
sympathy for just about nothing.
you went back with him.
GUESS WE CAN ALL FORGET ABOUT YESTERDAY, RIGHT?!
was I the one acting sympathetic?
really? wow, now that is a big fucking surprise,
considering you, and your sensitivity,
feelings that all are too complex.
waait for it! wait for it! GO!
SCREAM AT HIS FACE, PRETEND TO MAKE ME CARE!
CONSIDERING I WILL, I WANT TO!
TO UNDERSTAND WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU!?
you went back with him.
GUESS BLOOD ON THE MATRESS ISNT SO BAD?!
GUESS THE SUICIDE WAS ONLY NATURAL WASNT IT?!
GUESS IM AT FAULT FOR BECOMING A FOOL TO YOU!
GUESS IM AT FAULT FOR TRYING TO HEAL YOU!
you went back wit him,
your dreams don't die away too quick,
maybe you or I just
MaybeMaybe3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
is it possible?
that everything will be right for me?
But I can only hope for so long,
before everything i've lived for is finally gone,
this uncertainty makes me who I want to be,
And now I live in the land of maybe,
Is it feasible?
Are all of the cards set out for me?
Lifetimes trying to find myself,
while trying my hardest not to get help,
walking too fast in a world i cannot clearly see,
I wish that everything is set out for me, just maybe,
Is it propable?
Can everything sum out in the end?
i'll calculate the solutions again and again,
until my withered body fails me in the end,
why couldn't I just try to leave?
through neutral choices and that fucking world of maybe?
Can it be?
Everything I always dreamed it to be?
OH i will wait until my fantasies come true,
and then there will be a great time for me and you,
but until then, I just want to make sure and be free,
that I don't come around to anymore trouble through life, maybe,
Can you be?
UniverseUniverse2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
you gave up on me.
I don't see you up in the skies anymore.
I close my eyes for one second to sleep.
and it was an opportunity for you to run away from me.
Once again, I am unsure.
I become collectively pitiful for the things I do.
I have to think too hard about the most simplest things out here.
I'm being Pisces again too hard.
I'm being myself again too hard.
I'm beating myself again too hard.
and you, universe. What will you say? That's its my fault all the time?
Of course, I already thought so too long, hearing it from another person
made it hurt so much more.
You are no god. You are not my savior. You are a celestial object.
with no bounds to it's unruly behavior. tyrant.
throw down a meteor on my world if you have to, or want to.
you'd want to.
you make sure that I am as stressed as humanely possible,
just for every little imagination in my life to become a reality.
a genie with no wishes to give, is what you are.
a death with no soul to take, is what you are.
a pastor with no fa
FinallyFinally2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You can't believe how long I've been waiting for this..
a time when, the sponge didn't soak the blood that
I carved with my own feelings...
I always tend to forget, how sensitive i can be,
and when I do, it isn't a bad thing to me anymore,
it's great, I show intent, passion, a yearning concern
for others, I'll be here, I'll be guilty for a cause
not significant to others but to myself.
Maybe all the joys that troubled me may be gone,
that drug of a wireless controller now is much
farther apart from my consciousness than anyone
could ever imagine, but i could see the sky,
the clouds, no one ever looks, why? I spent
a whole day trying to figure out how I ever
was going to get through, but I had him
all along, I had me beside me all along.
I'm content, that I show so much mercy
for others, I'm such a harmless critter
that the slightest annoyance from you would
get me begging for your forgiveness, but it's
great, i know so, my heart beats golden while
I share my pieces of k
Light (3)When I reflect myself upon the world,Light (3)3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
everything grows, dim,
shady, dark, pessimistic.
I try to catch the sun flickering across me,
but it avoids me, afraid,
scared, resentful, rude.
My eyes, lost contrast, at some point,
I want it back, but it left,
me in the dust, alone, dead.
Darkness is my only friend now,
it loves me, soothes me,
sweetly, with a ginger taste to it.
Shadows come my way now,
invite me, accept me,
for who I am, this, ghost.
there was a small, speck,
poking at my spine, made me,
paralyzed, but I noticed,
it was, helping me, I got stiff,
it was so cold,
but, it was too good,
I needed it,
I wanted it,
I realized, I was drowning,
and it soothed me so well,
no light could surpass how deep
I was going, the pressure
was a cushion tightening my blood
cells in just the right places,
If only I could see the light...
CNDCND10 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Your heads not where it's supposed to be
five feet connected from the stem
'crippled' is all that it reads
but I know more than you know
Your legs are spread a little too far wide
bent into the shape of a S, like "Slut",
no wonder your nethers are violated,
they made sure you'd never move
Your heart, sickly and deformed,
guilt and ashamed and so, so humble,
keeps thumping all your pain,
but have you been reading the signals?
That crying pony on your screen says
that you are dying of multiple cases
of stupidity, physical pain and disease
maybe a potion may help
a doctor's bag
a stimpak, anything,
in your condition,
anything would do.
Your head has gone to a place far away,
out of things that are not real,
tell me your deepest darkest sins,
spill them always onto me.
Your legs have treaded a road too long,
bending at the strain of your own weight,
how do you keep going like this?
are you making sure you get the most of your pain?
Your heart, insecure and so certain
of hope that keeps fle