I Find MyselfI find myself, on certain days, to be short of breath, barely able to walk,I Find Myself11 years ago in Open More Like This
I find my thoughts clouded, directed, pulled… towards a familiar place in my mind,
With nudges, whispers, soft touches of warm memories, directing me there,
To the one place I dare not go… the one place I want to be, despite the pain.
I find myself, on random days, disabled, separated from, and numb to, what used to be,
I find my feelings shouting, from a very far off place, like an echo grafted into the wind,
To the point where I almost can't eat, where the tears build up like a dam behind my eyes,
And I swell with so many emotions, that it makes me hide my face in shame.
I find myself, on some days, incomplete, insufficient, powerless, weak and small,
I find my strengths to be weaknesses, hold blind spots, and to be erratic in their uses.
On some nights, my dreams take over me, and repeat the memories I suppress,
Like a nightmare, of what once was, a utopia, darkened, jaded, but still in existence.
I find mys
WishesWishes12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I don't pray no more. I wish. Daddy says I'm a sinner but I don't care.
Maybe I don't have to care about nothing no more. Even if I did, I don't have the energy.
I'm tired all the time now. And I have to be strong enough to make my wishes.
I throw pennies in the fountain in front of the children's hospital. Not the regular pennies though. Ones I find on the floor. Heads up. Cause that means all day long ill have good luck. That means my wishes might come true.
I say wishes, but I only wish for one thing, really.
I don't pray no more. Momma cries about that sometimes. she thinks I'm a heathen I suppose. Some people say it. Maybe I embarrass her. That's why she cries. When I asked her "If god was real why would he do what he's doin' to me? I always went to church. I was a good boy. What'd I ever do to god?" she cried more. I think it was cause I'm right. But I didn't smile or nothing I just went on over to her and hugged her around the shoulders.
That's what daddy does when she cries.
CensorshipCensorshipCensorship13 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Censorship really blows.
It strives to eliminate games like Grand Theft Auto.
The media needs to get a life
And focus more on what is right.
The FCC won't let Eminem be.
It's also a crime to watch MTV.
Sex is more feared than violence and such,
All to protect ourselves from what?
School dress codes are whack;
Certain outfits are said to distract.
Education is what our great country could use,
So that this issue can no longer confuse.
Popular shows, games, and music are there to entertain.
Shouldn't it be up to us to choose when to refrain?
Just a Little ReminderThe room is hotJust a Little Reminder13 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
It's red and it's bloody
Your shirt is wet
Your shoes stained and muddy
Your wrists driven into
The wall with old tacks
You are still, kept in place
With nails sewn to your back
You cannot scream from shock
As your stomach's split open
As dead skin's on the ground
And the fetus is broken
A motionless heap
Attempting to heal
It's you or it's her
It's decisions that kill
You are just one more victim
Of emotions that strike
That pin you down twisted
With their poisonous bite
That leave you there sleeping
Where you cannot wake up
From this paralyzed nightmare
This nightmare called love
Just a little reminder
Don't fall while you're young
Don't ruin your life
Before it's begun
Two Sides of One LoveI've begun to fall in love with you,Two Sides of One Love11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The person I can't tell my feelings to,
For your love belongs to another one,
With each loving word, more hurt is done,
I wish it was me your heart thought of,
It's getting harder and harder to hide my love,
My feelings are finally starting to come out,
Growing stronger and stronger without a doubt.
I will not tell you what I'm feeling in me,
Doing that could kill our friendship, you see,
This must always stayed sealed up inside,
Letting it out is now an option that's died.
There's something on your mind, I can tell,
Seems you're going through some kind of hell,
Lately, you seem to be looking so sad,
When I talk about him is when it gets bad,
....No, that really couldn't be the case,
Are you in love with me right in my face?
I do like you as a friend, you're really great,
But you know that he is my true soulmate.
Please don't be in love with me, dear friend,
My heart cannot belong to you in the end,
Causing heartbreak isn't something I'd w
Don't...Dont cry,Don't...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because someone is falling in love with your eyes
because someone is falling love with your voice
because someone is falling in love with your smile
because someone is falling in love with you
The Burning CityThe flames rise from the city, lashing at the air like a whip. It spreads from building to building quickly, consuming the entirety of this once great place. Hundreds of people are running from the city, some on fire, some mearly burned, and some lucky enough to only have mild injuries. A house on the outskirts collapses, and I can see a small hand sticking out of the door, on the ground and burning. As I look back to the city, I can see a car that was trying to escape explode on the road, killing not only the driver, but several people and children that were running along side it. More houses start to collapse, and then, a building in the far distance collapses. I can see the looks of peoples faces as it topples over and begins to fall on them, and I can practically hear the children's cries in the second before they're crushed.The Burning City5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The entire city is crying, crying even over the cackling of the flames. The flames. They're loud, and sound like they're laughing. Laughing as it causes thous
Lost On Various ExtremesLost On Various Extremes12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Contemplating all things evil,
I am no match for anyone else,
As I sit and think of this pill,
How I wish it was something else,
How I wanted it to bring the end,
As I dream of drowning in cyanide,
But what\'s past has come to an end,
And now my dream...full of pride,
For the first time again,
I think about a girl and nothing else,
It feels right all over again,
Again she\'s like no one else,
But will I fall down,
Like after all the ones that came before,
Choking on misery while I drown,
Am I in too deep,
Am I in over my head or...
Is she as perfect as in my head,
I close my eyes and sleep again,
Wishing you were here next to me,
No more dreams of being dead,
Just dreams of you in my arms again...
I\'m lost forever again...
As my dreams keep going in circles,
Going faster with a wide open tail spin,
Can\'t beleave we made it this far,
As our bodies lose their self,
And our minds lose their control...
Secret AgreementSecret Agreement11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From across the room,
flirtatious gazes are exchanged.
The attraction is evident,
and wordless plans are made with a nod.
She gets up and goes to an empty room.
Five minutes later he leaves and joins her.
A sudden embrace,
and the temperature rises.
Zippers are opened,
and buttons are ripped away.
In an act of raw passion,
they become one.
Like mating birds in the sky,
twisting and turning in a dance.
Faster they fall,
crowing with pleasure.
And just before it becomes too much,
and they hit the Earth,
they pull apart.
Each one goes their separate way.
Both move on with their lives,
without a simple goodbye.
Never to speak again,
until the next moment of lust.
Untitled VIICruelty is the poison--Untitled VII6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The poison dripping from your words;
Those words, the fangs you bear--
Sharp, blade like--
Tearing into tender flesh;
Flesh of the prey you've sought out.
Savor the taste on your tongue,
Your prey's blood;
The self-esteem you've devoured.
Enjoy it while you can,
Your place atop the ranks.
The victim tomorrow.
Reverse the food chain;
Predator becomes prey,
Your cruelty turned back against you.
Licking at your flesh,
Your esteem running down your back;
Crimson like the blood you fancied.
"If you have nothing nice to say,
Say nothing at all."
Last CallLast Call7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think about life and what a joke it is.
Friends say they're your friends until they get what they want.
Lovers are your lovers until something shiny and new come along.
God is there but only in a book.
Government is there only to make you a slave.
I have been burned, bruised, betrayed, and broken.
To think about living another day of suffering only to die in the end;
there is no point.
We are all worm food, might as well end the pain sooner than later.
Last call, anybody want to join me for a shot?
Young Girls: part IYoung Girls: part I11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I. Inital Reaction
Beauties batting eyes with fist sized breasts
and full red lips. Passion
witnessing tempting things
anyway... lately a spate of underage ladies
have been taunting me and I appreciate the attention but I find myself
with the question:
"Where were they when I was their age?"
A: Nursing. Right. Yes. Okay. Thanks. No. Please. It only makes me feel my age.
The thought of your smooth hands at my waist
is the taste of honey confection
and allergic reaction
A fist in the midst of my depths
stretching open fingertips
weave of my intestines.
Y'all teach me lessons
I'd rather not learn
as they burn a generation gap
with thunder and a derasive laugh
that leaves me half hard,
half scarred, and largely wistfull all
kissed by a holiness that
wholley pokes my ribs
with a ridiculous
Moonlit ReflectionsMoonlit Reflections12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Velvet waters surge
gentle persistence lapping
at the sandy shores.
Grain by grain, debris
caressed and cleansed
within the lightly verdant foam.
an angel reveals.
from this, its hidden grave.
Prismatic eyes reflect
the simple brilliance
of Selune's seductive smile.
Glass, marred by glass unborn;
etchings deeper worn upon
this pock-marked silicone calendar;
Years, to this angel, have been
A God's pale fingers
(to a statue so small)
consume her broken delicance.
Cracked frigidity, now held warm,
as scars of Chronos find soothing comfort
inside the veil; wrapped tight
within His silken
folds of satin safety.
Stained-glassed wings refract
the light of adoration.
Delicate treasure, released
by the sea; long last,
does restoration begin.
S. Nycole Bridle
April 21, 2003
ValentineValentine10 years ago in General More Like This
I might have just been hoping to have my expectations shattered when I pulled into the Wal-Mart parking lot and finding it full on a Sunday evening. February 13th, and I don't know what I was expecting. Shoving my way past old Midwestern people with gray hair and pushing shopping carts, I made my way to where I figured the Valentine's would be. "Why didn't I bring my video camera" I ask myself over and over. All of these pathetic people trying to show how much they love their significant others, brothers, sisters, mothers, with stuffed animals, chocolate, flowers, and greeting cards with little witticisms about love and friendship. And there I am, amongst the masses and just as pathetic.
This morning, taped to the garage door was an envelope with the words "Ian's eyes only" written on it in my father's handwriting. This could only mean that my father had decided to give me some money f
The Food Substance FelineThe Food Substance Feline12 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
pancake cat pancake cat, dear pancake cat
you sleep and sizzle on a metal mat
lying flat and stretching like a puddle
you are too sticky to hug and cuddle
mum flips you over, oVer on your back
mostly brown, but you've got a little black
jump up, pancake cat, onto a warm plate
i wouldn't dare eat you, you are too great
pancake cat pancake cat, limp pancake cat
slowly becoming a cool rubber mat
fur now frozen with gross perspiration
hard to eat without great hesitation
dying hard in a tupperware landscape
an uneaten food substance of heartbreak
-Orison--Orison-11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Let there be everlasting light
and as the breath left
her body she was bathed
in warm sunlight
filtering through the
golden canopy above.
Let there be eternal music
and was met with the
fluttering of the butterflies,
the gentle whispering
of the summer breeze and
the melody of a hummingbird.
Let there be enduring peace
and before her very eyes
vines grew up over the trees
without competition, then
a ladybug sat beside her
without fear of being crushed.
Let there be unearthly beauty
and beside her bare feet sat
an exquisite and precious gift –
a pretty child with laughing
eyes and long golden hair…
as the dusty pink gown
swirled around slender legs
and her bare toes danced
through the trickling stream,
she finally understood.
Wings spread, eyes open,
looking upwards as the
flowers fell she knew
she was truly blessed in
the simple joys of life…
The Love That Will Never BeSeeing you and him walking hand in hand,The Love That Will Never Be11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Feeling even happier than you had planned,
I remember my unrequited love I feel inside,
A dream of happiness whose hope has died.
You and I got along so great as friends,
At times, helping each other's hearts mend,
Talking with you made me feel so great,
You were wonderful to talk to in any state.
As each day passed by, I loved you more,
Blindly not seeing what would be in store,
But you never did ever fall in love with me,
Turned out we couldn't be together happily.
Why can't you see how bad I'm in pain?
Knowing loving you is completely in vain,
I just wish that you wanted to love me too,
My heart's pain cured by your 'I Love You'.
Well, there's nothing I can really do now at all,
I just have to face this love has taken its fall,
Not telling you now will always be my regret,
This is something my heart will never forget.
A Question of GeographyA Question of Geography11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I wonder if when Nature's pen has sketched and lined my face,
Into a survey map reflective of some mountainous place,
With artful shading rendering the passing of each year:
My frame a faded ivory chart of well-explored frontier…
Will you still scale my mountains, will my valleys still amaze,
With all their once new secrets- and will you still spend your days,
Exploring hidden places like each time there is your first,
And dip your mouth into my drying ponds to slake your thirst?
When verdant fields grow sparser with the coming of the frost,
Will you forsake my landscape and despair for what is lost?
Or will you rediscover sheltered on a calm plateau,
My wildflower blooming beneath a blanket of soft snow.
With all the quirks of gravity and shifting sands of time-
I wonder, will I always be your most exciting climb?
like a rose behind a doorwaylike a rose behind a doorway11 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Save me from myself
For God's sake keep me from idly dreaming
racing gravity down flights of stairs
(like a rose behind a doorway)
yet [ ]
saves my life
Injection She gripped my arm tightly and looked at me with eyes as black as sin. "This won't hurt."Injection5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I nodded, not meeting her gaze. "I know."
I wasn't looking, but I still felt the needle. She held my hand and ripped my skin apart, whispering lovely burning pain. I felt the cold in my veins as my pulse quickened and I forgot how to breathe.
I can't even describe the agony she gave me. I felt fire in my heart and I passed out from the pain.
She injected poison and called it the cure.
And now I try to smile and my lips start to bleed. When I look at her my stained heart aches. My eyes burn and I don't know why.
The perfect oneLove.The perfect one9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm in love with one man.
One amazingly talented man.
He holds my heart with an open hand.
Not too tight.
Just tight enough.
I have my freedom.
But I also have arms to hold me.
He's all I need.
He's all I want.
One glorious man.
One perfect love.
My love forever.
I love you.
You are the one man for me.
.Breathe. The poemBreathe.Breathe. The poem10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Breathe deep the poison mists
Breathe deep those radioactive vapours
Stop your worrying and your fretting
Forget your silly protests and marches
You never did enough
And now it's far too late
The future is NOW
The apocalypse has come
And now shall the sinners and the innocent suffer
In the excesses of the past
The rich shall wear masks of fear
The powerful will wear masks of horror
And the weak shall wear no masks
And slowly but surely all will perish
The bodies lie in the street
Still they have not stilled
The hounds of death are stoic
Watching as life ceases to be
Cling deep evil lords
Sink your claws in the soft flesh of the world
You'll only make it more fun
When the world turns upside down
No matter what you do
You will fall
And you will die
And no currency will ever change that
Breathe deep the poison mists
Breathe deep those radioactive vapours
Ragnarok will not be
The hundred warriors abreast
shall not march from the halls of Valhalla
And no he
Cupid Murdered MeI'mCupid Murdered Me5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Lost my since of balance.
I'm all t w i s t e d,
My world is standing upside
Curse this cursed g
theme two - lovei.theme two - love7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you crackle with static energy that
shocks the nerves into kineticism
and makes him forget how to move
the tips of his fingers so they meet yours
you are popsicle skies and hazy
mouths that cloud his mind
and his wristwatch so that he loses
track of time when he looks in your eyes
you have molten hands that forge
through hills and valleys of good morning
smiles so that they wrap around his
heart and he melts in your hands
you bring butterflies and foolishness
like they are doggy bags of
necessary emotion and you want to
make sure he is well fed
there is something ringing in my ear
after he stretches out upon the grass
and cannot stop telling me that
your eyelashes whisper "home"