To Have Loved and LostSweet love of mine,To Have Loved and Lost5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where have you gone?
Sleeping with swine,
Did I do something wrong?
Needles and lies,
Bring life to your cries;
Heart filled with ash;
Wrists tattered by glass;
Oh how you've changed-
My heart rearranged.
And yet you return,
To spit on my burn?
Anxious hands waver-
Look into my soul-
But I cannot save her;
She left but a hole.
Invisible StringsSheer beauty beyond belief,Invisible Strings2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has wrought upon my wildest grief.
Attraction truly is a plague,
Murderous and deathly vague.
Spreads like fire and sick disease,
Mother save me- if you please.
Falling prey to Devil's charms,
Makes these slits along my arms.
Desperate I would give my heart,
If only you would let this start.
Thrown my body 'cross the floor,
Strewn till' I can take no more.
Sink your cadence deep in mine,
Lest I fall to fear and twine.
The Sensation of DyingFlames,The Sensation of Dying4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing before my countenance,
Kissing across the black void,
Drawn into my skin.
That strange, familiar sound,
Of drummer boys drowning,
Coming over me,
A symphony of defeat.
Its sharp smell curdling at my nostrils,
It climbs with toxic fumes,
Closing my eyes.
Its taste I cannot explain,
Vague comfort in the stale emptiness,
The sun has left this place.
Burning over me,
Robbing all that was,
Blanketing my soul in morphine,
My sin is purged.
Empty WordsBrother once mine,Empty Words1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
What have I done?
Do you remember,
When we would have fun?
Brother once lonely,
Does your anger grow?
I'll always love you,
Will you ever know?
Brother once smiling,
Did I mar your face?
I couldn't survive,
Remember that place?
Brother once broken,
Can you recall?
Those precious moments,
Before our great fall?
Brother once mine,
I know I failed.
Over your screams,
I merely wailed.
A SolutionI took your love, your gifts, your life,A Solution3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
And pissed them all away.
I traded all these priceless things,
Just to feel decay.
I’ll be the one to make things right,
And I’ll do it in your face.
I would give your arms and legs,
Just to leave this place.
You may say there’s hope to spare,
But I know it’s a waste.
I am such a worthless fool,
I yearn for metal’s taste.
There’s one way left to save the rest-
The few who really cared.
To stick the dagger in my chest,
As I have never dared.
Playing With FireI wonder if they see me,Playing With Fire3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wonder if they tire?
I wonder if I'm meant to be,
I wonder if it’s dire.
I wonder why they’re waiting,
I wonder why they try.
I wonder who I’m sating,
I wonder when I’ll die.
I wonder if I love you,
I wonder what’s a heart.
I wonder why I construe,
I wonder if I’ll start.
I wonder if I’ll find them,
I wonder if they're real.
I wonder if these thoughts will stem,
I wonder when I’ll feel.
I wonder if I’ll make it,
But I can’t fight what’s true.
I will always constrict;
I’ll tell you what I’ll do.
I will sit and wait to die.
I'll sit just lik
FriendshipI asked them what was wrong,Friendship1 week ago in Free Verse More Like This
They didn’t say a thing.
I took to my chest a metal prong;
I made myself a ring.
I slavered like a creature;
I purged myself of me.
I needed placement in the feature;
I didn’t care for being free.
I took my flesh and made it stone;
I flushed away my being.
I carved until I reached the bone;
I had to be worth seeing.
An empty husk returned to home;
The bag of skin came back to town.
Was this the place he used to roam?
His head said smile- his heart said drown.
The monster went to make amends;
To not be so alone.
The monster went to win his friends;
He couldn't live unknown.
He asked them if they’d
PsychosisFeel the insects in your skin,Psychosis2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeding till' you cannot win.
Watch the spiders bite your heart,
Killing till' your life departs,
Feel the maggots in your hair,
Squirming till' there's nothing there.
See the scorpions climb your spine,
Crawling till' you loose your mind.
Feel the worms inside your brain,
Eating life till' you're insane.
See the hands around your neck-
Squeeze until there's nothing left.
Mothers Have Eyes in the Back of Their HeadsMother, may I-Mothers Have Eyes in the Back of Their Heads3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
What's that son?
It must be something father's done.
Yes, my boy?
I can't be bothered; here's a toy.
Mother, hear me-
What's that you say?
You don't have problems- go on and play.
Mother, I can't-
Hold your tongue child.
You've never suffered my father's wild.
Mother, I'm dying-
Isn't that swell?
Go on and jump- see you in Hell.
Mother, I beg-
Then get on your knees.
Until I see blood, silence your pleas.
Son, what is this?
That is a noose.
A trinket I've crafted to set my life loose.
Son, was it dad?
In some ways, I guess.
But I'll never tell you the part you progressed.
Daddy's BoyDaddy dearest loves his son;Daddy's Boy3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who plays with charcoal, hid from sun;
Surely he’s just having fun.
Daddy dearest feeds him well;
He’s not hungry- he’s just swell;
Steal that treat- be sent to Hell.
Daddy dearest buys him shirt;
Green and strange- so small it hurts;
But that's okay; it beats just dirt.
Daddy dearest drinks his bile;
Only thing that makes him smile;
Helps forget- just for a while.
Daddy dearest tells him story;
Of death and drugs and empty glory;
Tells him life is far too gory.
Daddy dearest puts boy to bed;
Blanket of drywall to tuck in head;
Don't mind the bugs that wait to be fed.
Boy is frightened, scared,
VanessaDrip, drip, drip,Vanessa2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood rains from her hair.
Drip, drip, drip,
Warmth, warmth, warmth,
Draining from her eyes.
Warmth, warmth, warmth,
Death is her disguise.
Screams, screams, screams,
Swallowed by the numb.
Screams, screams, screams,
She will soon succumb.
"Hell," "Hell," "Hell,"
Beats the Drummer Boy.
"Hell," "Hell," "Hell,"
Demons made this ploy.
Drip, drip, drip,
Everything is red.
Drip, drip, drip,
She will soon be dead.
To Write Love on Her ArmsLittle black lines,To Write Love on Her Arms3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
All along her arms.
Tiny ink spines,
Hold such secret charms.
Where there once was blood,
Now rests a simple word.
Wards away the filth and mud,
Yet never to be heard.
Never to be spoken,
These letters stand alone.
Guarding what was broken,
They stay the Devil’s stone.
Cover scars from other lives-
Free her from her pen.
Times of blood; of fear; of knives-
She will live again.
Attention Wh*reBreak a smile,Attention Wh*re4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feed the flames.
Eat the light,
Feast on lies.
This sick plight,
Is your disguise.
Lost in faces,
Escape these places,
Stay the tears,
I detest what you do.
You are my fears,
For I am you.
A Pocket Full of PebblesA pocket full of pebbles- a stomach full of stones,A Pocket Full of Pebbles3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood in my intestines- a sea of broken bones.
Wallowing in hatred, has turned my skies to red.
If I follow in these footsteps, I know I’ll be dead.
But when I turn to see the sun- beyond what I have built,
I don’t see anywhere to run- all I see is guilt.
You could be my savior- or maybe my demise?
Emotions rarely reach me, for I’m what I despise.
If I was built to crumble; to tear my body down,
Then maybe I’ve a purpose- to take the leap and drown.
I could say I care- but that would be a lie.
I don’t want to love you- I just want to die.
TransparencyStanding in a sea of faces,Transparency3 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stand so very much alone.
I stand and think of all the places,
I might not taste of stone.
Voices slip throughout the valley,
Tumbling in the winter breeze.
Whispers pass my empty galley,
And search for souls to squeeze.
Boys meet girls and girls meet boys,
Dancing through my head.
While children play with brand new toys,
I’ll wonder if I’m dead.
I’ve screamed and cried and searched my mind,
Like a child calls his parent.
But every time I always find,
That I am still transparent.
I take the gun and open wide,
I taste metal on my throat.
I take my vows and forgo pride,
That’s when I find
Beltane Faery CakesBeltane Faery CakesBeltane Faery Cakes2 years ago in Articles & Interviews More Like This
These cakes were left in the garden to please Faery visitors. If you plan to leave an offering to the Faery, double the recipe to keep some for your family. They're scrumptious.
1/2 cup sweet white wine (I used water, came out just as well!)
2 tablespoons sugar
1 cup honey (A lighter honey seems to taste better)
2/3 cup flour
1/8 teaspoon nutmeg (Don't use alot! Very overpowering!)
1/8 teaspoon cinnamon
Oil for frying
1/8 teaspoon salt
Beat the wine (or substitute) & egg in a medium bowl. Combine the flour, cinnamon, salt & sugar in a small bowl. Stir into the egg mixture. Let stand 30 mi
Jhyninx's OriginThe Demon Queen was always on edge. She had thousands of guards and only a small trusted staff of only the purest maids, finest healers, and strongest and most loyal fighters that she allowed in her presence. She was just as paranoid as she was powerful.Jhyninx's Origin7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
And for good reason.
Yet, Jhyninx had found it easy to avoid the Queen's army and navigate through her labyrinth of a castle. It seems as though the Queen had never anticipated a single man scaling the castle's walls in the dead of night and sneaking through the empty spaces of stone and arches in the ancient building's ceilings. It was almost pathetic how easily the young man could cross t
Let Me BeWhere are the people that abuse me?Let Me Be8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The ones who beat me down and use me.
I hear them whisper in the night,
always there, just out of sight.
I cannot run from the danger.
I just want to dream again,
show me things without sin.
Somewhere I've never been,
show me things I've never seen.
Let me dream again.
It's really hard to just keep going,
to face the day without knowing.
Can I trust what I can see?
Will someone hurt me?
I want to ask, but I know better.
I just want to sleep again,
hide somewhere without sin.
Somewhere I've always been,
show me things I want seen.
Let me sleep again.
pushes away ones s
Love Does Not ExistBack when I was youngLove Does Not Exist9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I found my mother crying
and her harsh words stung,
"Your father doesn't love me,
he's broken my heart, we're leaving
it'll be better, you'll see."
As months turned to years,
I waited for things to get better,
but they only grew into fears.
I promised myself a gift,
I said I'd never fall in love,
because love did not exist.
And as I started to grow older
I saw all the heart ache in my friends,
and I let myself become colder.
One day I forgot my own promise
and opened up my heart
and became someone honest.
And that day was the day I learned
a really valuable lesson
on how much a broken heart hurts.
What is the Most Fragile thing in the World?I have landed at my final destination,What is the Most Fragile thing in the World?11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
cradled in your palms I lay.
Only able to give you a small glimmer,
before I start to fade away.
Bring your face to your palms,
giving a gently blown kiss.
A drop wishes to be with you,
warm breath from parted lips.
Though my time was short,
if I had fallen to the ground.
I would have been lost,
forgotten among the crowd.
Instead I landed in your outstretched hands,
for a moment I was pure delicacy and beauty.
In that moment I showed you what made me, me,
and I do believe you saw it all, truthfully.
I was there for as long as I could be,
but that time has come and gone.
In just a second
One Regret 2The ringing of my cell phone awoke me from sleep. It was only after I'd sat up and put on my glasses that I became aware of the pounding behind my temples. I reached over the bottles of wine from last night and picked up my phone.One Regret 21 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Theodore, my man!" I had to hold the phone away from my ear to keep my boss's voice from making my headache worse than it already was. "Where are you?"
"What do you mean where am I? It's Tuesday. I have the day off."
"Have you seen the papers or the news?"
"Papers? News?" I stumbled out of bed frantically searching for the remote for the TV in my bedroom. "Is something bad happening? Is everyone okay
Same Old Story...I've never been fond or numbersSame Old Story...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
--or of time--
Whenever my life involves numbers
I'm usually laying on my bed,
on my side,
staring blankly at the clock
watching the numbers change.
I can do it for hours.
(I've had a lot of practice...)
It isn't much to do,
but the only thing I can do,
For the first sixty changes,
I blame other people.
I support my gut reactions
because that's all I have.
For the second sixty changes,
I start to doubt.
I question my morals,
and wonder if I'm in the wrong.
By the third set of changes,
I've come to accept that I'm a bad person.
I've had many peo
I BreatheThe light seems so dim,I Breathe1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the beginning of all sin.
It happened so fast,
the tinted glass.
No noise is here,
a calm so dear.
Looking inside we see,
something deep beneath.
The crack in you,
the crack in me,
the cracking in the glass.
The darkness shows,
wasted on our souls.
A creep begins underneath,
for you now.
And yet you seek,
The dark infested hope.
Oh my darling,
Past the guarded walls
of cracking glass
shattering our souls.
Do you know who I am?Do you know who I am?Do you know who I am?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I bet you have no clue
Not everyone is what they seem
Am I the quiet girl in class
Or am I the loud guard girl
They condratict now dont they?
Am I sweet n kind
Or a violent, sarcastic nunsense
I can keep you guessing
The crazy read head or the shy blonde
Happy go lucky or depressed and demented
Optimistic or constantly in darkness
The emotional, descriptive writer
Or the intellictual analytic psychologist
You don't know never will
Hippie full of love or emo full of hate
Full of dreams or full of despair
A calming river or destructive earthquake
Do you know who I am?
You couldn't know
You don't have a