So young and so used,
Don't stop, the world is watching,
They can't look away.
I am a coward,
I've seen things you won't believe,
I wish you would stay.
Try to convince you,
I made peace with who I am,
Deny who I was.
We cover our scars,
We take hits when we are bored,
They make us look good.
Not afraid to die,
Where will we be tomorrow?
Bear a sincere smile.
I taste only sin,
The night is our memory,
No fear of regret.
Smell the stench of death,
Burning in the lust of youth,
Breathing is shallow.
I glamorized suicide,
Brought stories from down under,
And I'm a hero.
~きょ~ © J-Goth/Amanda P.
Imitating NatureThe morning sun streamed through a series of large plate glass windows lining the library's east wall, its rays warming the room's wooden paneling and illuminating the cavernous space. Tall bookshelves stuffed with literature from across the world towered over polished oak reading tables, each furnished with a plain, green-shaded banker's lamp. On the far side, a massive painting gracing the west wall depicted the solemn face of Saint Patrick, whose protective presence could be felt watching over the library's sole visitor.Imitating Nature4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All was perfectly quiet, save for a tap, tap, tapping that echoed in the otherwise silent room. Seated at a desk near the door, glued to the screen of his laptop, Eoghan quietly tapped his pen against the notepad in his lap as his eyes scanned through the different news reports.
Another roadside bomb outside of Kandahar, three dead, all soldiers. God frowns upon careless mistakes gentlemen. You should have noticed the dead dog along the side of the road.
Paperback SpineIn stories,Paperback Spine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the lucky ones
have their lives changed
by one little moment-
one dandelion puff
between your palms.
And the author stresses
this moment, how tiny,
that seemingly unimportant
into a novel.
You have to be
My eyes have gone dry
and my lungs are about to pop,
and my tongue is oversaturated-
Insert creative title here.sometimes I hate the ideaInsert creative title here.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I rather eat the autumn
skies crushing cold air between my molars
and hiding shaky hands
between pages of dictionaries
and clickclickclicking sounds of typewriters
you asked me why I wrote poems
on the soles of my shoes
and I told you
it was because I wanted to
imprint myself on the earth
then I can create beauty
even if I am not
The Silo Complex"You won't believe what I just saw in the field."The Silo Complex5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sighed at Eloise in the doorway. "Another dead raccoon? How big was it this time? You know it's just maggots, right?"
"No, that wasn't it. I saw a man."
"Was it John?"
"It was a man, but it wasn't really a man. Almost a man."
"Almost a man?" She had recently taken to wandering in the fields under gray skies, thinking that she'd find her answers among the abandoned farm equipment and rows of dried corn husks. She never did. Just raccoons. I never heard anything about men who were almost men. "How can someone be almost a man?"
"Never mind. You don't believe me."
"Just tell me what he looked like."
"He looked like smoke."
I didn't realize what she meant until the next day when a woman who was almost a woman appeared outside the back door, peering through the window. She was in the form of a woma
Professional EulogistThe only dry eyeProfessional Eulogist4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Belongs to the perennial pallbearer.
His countenance cold, even in Kelvin.
Pine forests falling,
Fields somewhere filling with his friends,
They're carving out quarries
And ghostwriting eulogies.
People wonder aloud what's wrong with him.
He knows Dionysus drowns more men,
Venus takes more lives than Mars,
Walking on traintracks,
Eyes crossed like stars.
There's no ghosts left in this town.
In a real city of angels,
In a time called black suit season,
Death is a dial tone.
HistoryThere are momentsHistory4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that you wish never end
Then there are moments
that couldn't go by fast enough.
Through at the times we have seen
and all the lives we have lived.
Time seems to be
the one thing that never changes.
Time likes to repeat itself
going hour by hour, second by second.
They say, today is history
but tomorrow is a mystery.
History likes to repeat itself,
so maybe tomorrow isn't such a mystery.
A Sudden GoodbyeDid you forget that I was here,A Sudden Goodbye4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
No matter what was wrong?
And that I was always yours,
When you needed someone strong?
Are you mistaking me for someone else,
Who doesn't know you like I do?
Were you looking at me while you spoke?
Cuz I swear you stared right through...
Could you hear that sound of breaking glass,
As you ground your foot into my heart?
And did you feel something inside of me snap,
As you verbally tore me apart?
Could you taste the salt of my endless tears,
As you sucked my soul right out of me?
Or my bittersweet confusion,
As you abandoned me so abrubtly?
Did you feel any chillingly familiar regrets,
As you stroked my cold dead skin?
Or did you feel some sunny fleeting happiness,
Because you think that now you win?
Broken AngelA broken angel's trip to HellBroken Angel5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in desperate need for love she fell
a broken heart that once was lost
must find her way at any cost
to the world she seems just fine
engraved in skin she hides each lie
she knows exactly what they'll say
it's alright, she'll be okay
so every night she climbs in bed
and prays to death she'll wake up dead
she dreams to leave this world behind
and know for sure she'll be just fine
a broken angel left in Hell
in desperate need for love she fell
Only in my DreamsOnly in my dreams I can feel the warm and gentle embrace of a womenOnly in my Dreams4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her lips against mine
Staring into my eyes without a trace of disgust
Holding hands with me as we share smiles and laughter
I'm happy in this world
No negative feelings
I have her
Even in my dreams she has flaws
But all i see is perfection
I want this to last forever
She's perfect despite her flaws
And she thinks the same about me
But i wake
And the dream is over
I don't see her anymore
I'm back into reality
I dread the day that awaits
It was all just a dream
And that's all it would always be
Reality is the nightmare i can't awake from
It would always be this way
Obituary Of A FriendshipAfter all this time we finally meet again.Obituary Of A Friendship3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm excited to hear how you've been, my friend.
But when you start to talk I start to abstain.
While I smile, secretly I wish for this to end.
We're thrown back into a time that ended long ago.
What we had in common does not matter anymore.
Again you want a shoulder so you can have a good cry.
I am diplomatic though I sense this friendship does die.
About all the tragedies that happend to you I shall know
While I cannot tell you why my smile becomes so sore.
I am really sorry that things have come to this.
We used to be good friends but we both have changed.
I treasure what we had, but you I won't miss,
Once we parted ways and the goodbyes are exchanged.
We've grown apart and the distance between us is vast.
You talk so much and more yet still nothing has been said.
The conversation runs dry, as it dies we start to brag
About what we achieved, but that's just hoisting the white flag.
There is no sense in trying to keep alive what's dead.
Can i keep you?he was just as dispersed as the scattered pieces of paper heCan i keep you?4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
had shredded the night before.
and if i put your segments back in designed formation.
"Can i keep you?"
Queen of GeeksUnexpected end to kidnapping caseQueen of Geeks4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
[Sunnyvale Tribune 23 Feb 2007]
In an unexpected development, police have closed the case against the kidnapper of twenty year old Nicole Cantrip. 'The circumstances surrounding Miss Cantrip's alleged disappearance have become clearer,' Inspector Frank Jones told the Tribune, 'and it's come to light that the case was filed in error. There is no evidence whatsoever that a kidnapping took place.' Since Cantrip is over eighteen, the applicable missing person legislation is almost non-existent, much to the dismay of her mother.
'Something has gone horribly wrong when a girl can be forced away from her family by people she's never met and it's called normal,' said a tearful May Cantrip. 'Nix wouldn't have abandoned us, dropped out of all her classes and left everything behind unless
somebody was forcing her.' Mrs. Cantrip claims that her home was invaded by several men who demanded that her daughter accompany them to what she describes as 'a k
Save meMy wrists,Save me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The never ending cuts,
When will the bleeding,
The never ending tears,
When will the crying,
The never ending hell,
When will death come,
Take it all away?
True loveFrom the first day we started talkingTrue love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i knew that there was a bond going on
I knew that one day you will be mine
forever and always
Than i started getting to know you
and i found out i had feelings for you
from the day we first met
i knew that i fell in love with you
I love your gorgeous eyes
and hugging you
if i could
i would hug you and never let go
I knew this was love
from high above
the moment i have fallen in love
was the moment i knew it was true
I started getting to know you
and everything about you
i thought that we can work this out
especially since we have so much in common
Now we are finally in love
and you have finally reached my heart
a heart for you
and i wont let anybody get in the way
Cause i love you so dearly
and you mean something to me
more than anybody that ever knows
and to me this is what i called
and forever will be
until the very end
of our living lives <3
LongingHey girlLonging4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know you notice me staring
And you're staring back at me
But in disgust instead of admiration or adoration
I don't blame you though
I'm disgusted by myself as well
But i can't help but stare and imagine you walking up to me and starting a conversation
That maybe we could get to know each other
Talk frequently, and start to get fond of each other
Become more than friends
Then i wouldn't feel so alone
All the anxiety, negative thoughts, and fear would cease to exist
All these fantasies spawned from just one glimpse of you
And i don't even know anything about you
Not even your name
Why do i feed myself all these false hopes?
Because i yearn to have someone
Someone to love
Someone to give my heart to
Although i would give them the opportunity to destroy it
But reality hits
And i no longer see you there
All the thoughts fade
I feel alone
Alone because i realize no women could or would ever love me
I yearn for companionship
But i will never have it
These wordsThere is so much i want to say to youThese words4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so much i want to tell you
but the words dont describe
how much i feel about you
There is so much i wanna do
so much we can do together
so much for me to be
with you until the very end
You're now in my heart
and forever kept
there is so much i wanna tell you
but dont have words to explain
Forever in my heart
for you to be
until the end
i will be with you
Cause there is so much i wanna do with you
so much i wanna say
but i will leave you with these words
that i will love you forever and always
Cause baby i mean it
you are my life
i will always love you until the end <3
Close Your EyesLay your head down to sleepClose Your Eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take your last few breaths
Don't be scared, I'll hold you safe.
Close your eyes and trust me.
Although I am Death itself
I'm here to end your suffering.
I'm here to carry your soul
To a place that's better than here.
You won't be in pain anymore,
You'll actually be quite safe.
So close your eyes and relax
It will be over quick and soon.
I know people are scared of me,
But I'm actually quite nice.
(Please don't listen to them)
I only want to help those in need.
So please lay your head down to sleep
And take your last few breaths
And please please please don't be scared
I'll hold you safe (I promise)
So close your eyes and trust me.
i) Wanderlusti),i) Wanderlust3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The first time I met the girl who started a revolution the sky was throwing down so much rain it felt like we were underwater. It was hard to breathe; and maybe that was because of all the rain, but probably it was because I looked at her face, under this dark red hood, and inside I was a story with all these feelings I could never say. I guess those feelings could only ever become words on paper - words in ink - not the kind I could ever speak aloud to anybody, if only because I couldn't bear for a person to see the look on my face while I remembered. Despite how good it felt - so hopeful, so desperately happy for what it was and could become - at the same time it was drowning in this sea, like the sky that day, for the way that everything else wasn't. And I said, what's your name?
At first we called her August when I brought her back to Jack's flat, which his parents paid for mostly, and which we used for getting high, mostly. She curled up in the armchair and rarely left it from
Never ChangeTrust and honestyNever Change3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is such a rare commodity
rarely given for trade
since all can be betrayed
But here I am asking you
knowing such fragility
Like a beam of light through the storm
where we break what is the norm
Asking you to be always true
Asking you to be a real friend
someone that could always be relied on
Not only at the start but also at the end
And I know you've been hurt
more than we could ever count
But even when there's all sort
of people that has an evil bout
Never give up or give in
I want to protect you from their taint
cause I already have seen
the bad picture they would paint
Making you from being hyper and happy to sad and blue
turning your warm sunshine into a darker hue
I can't have that cause you're one of a kind
In a world where good people are hard to find
MeI am not perfect.Me4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't always have fixed hair
I get stains on my clothes
I sometimes trip on flat surfaces
I don't know the answer to every question.
I misspell words
I stutter when I recite in class
I get butterflies in my belly when I'm nervous.
I say awkward things
I talk back to my parents when I'm angry
I don't always fix my room
I forget things I've learned before
I misplace important stuff I cherish most.
I get sleepy when I listen to discussions
I assume situations to be what they are not
I don't choose the right decision often
I lie to hide the painful truth or to avoid getting into trouble.
I hurt those I love the most
I forget when to hold my tongue.
I make mistakes
I doubt myself
I don't fulfill my every promise.
I am not perfect.
I am me.
morning-fingersI dream that I am wading through a field of violent colors and I could continue on forever, walking, trailing my fingers through the grasses, drinking in the coolness of the earth.morning-fingers4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am chasing a whistling tree that weeps on the horizon-line, lonely, ephemeral and, in some ways, recurrent as a dream in which I am body-bound - caked in the colors of skins and leaves and scars.
Only to relapse, once more, into cascades -cool, morning-finger drizzles- of soloria.
In the bruising-blue sky, three moons simultaneously rise to glimpse the planet, whirling,
and the air is just calm enough to be called a breeze.
Chalk, Dirt, Sawdust and ShampooWhat if I sayChalk, Dirt, Sawdust and Shampoo4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I like the taste of chalk
Because it tastes like
In the driveway
When I was young
It reminds me
Of sand and dirt
Like the stuff
In the sandbox
Or surrounding my
Childhood swing set
The smell of grass
And the way it hurt
When it was freshly cut
And I ran in it
So my feet
Would be dirty
And reminds me
Of the sawdust
In my basement
The beautiful smell
Of wood and sandpaper
The smell of my dad
Was rough like
My father's face
That I would touch
From time to time
It gave me shivers
Like when I always
Messed up his hair
Before going to bed
His hair was soft
And smelled like
But the way it
Met the sawdust
He was perfect
Like the warm
When he would draw
Far better than me
In the driveway
He was perfect
My best friend
He was perfect
The way I know
He has taught
Me to be.
The use of breathingBreathe in, breathe outThe use of breathing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
while strengthening the heart
Breathe in, breathe out
still, I don't know where to start
A friend in need, a friend alone
I stretch out and hold as my own
and with all the burdens a friend unload
breathe in, breathe out is my only code
A lonely walk while trouble looms
where hope is being slowly consume
While courage is frightened and all else fails
I gasp for air and sigh all of my cares
In the rain, at the dark of night
where all stands against my fight
and my eyes are in the brink of tears
I breathe in and breathe out all of my fears
Even when all is on the line
where life is deprived of sunshine
Even when the earth crumbles and fall apart
I'll stand my ground as I breathe in and breathe out
For what is left inside of me
But peace out of necessity
while chaos runs amok
I'll be safe inside an airtight lock