DarlingLove, today you shall not die,
because you are my light
and to live without you
is to live without hope.
lying cold and dead,
I will give my life for you
as I swore on our wedding day.
May God take my prayer
and listen for my soul
instead of yours.
My sins shall pay for our crimes
through my own death.
I will die for you
For I know this is my fate.
Stop Telling LiesStop telling liesStop Telling Lies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Does it give you a kick?
To see me suffer?
You make me sick.
You dumb little fucker.
You watch on the sidelines,
As two sides of the family fight.
You smirk like your superior.
You do all this out of spite?
I don't believe that bullshit.
I think you're a bitch.
I just want to see you shut up for once.
Tearing out your vocal-chords would be rich.
I hate everything about you,
I hate that at times I still love you.
Because then I see,
The second side of you.
The side that laughs at misery,
Laughs at pain.
Laughs at me when I cry,
I can never see you the same.
I want you to cry.
I want you to hurt.
I want you to scream.
To be buried in the dirt.
But maybe I'd not hate you,
If you could see it through my eyes.
So I just have one thing to ask of you:
Stop telling lies.
BulimiaI put my head up,looked at the mirror.Bulimia1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Look at you",I said.
"Your eyes are red of crying,
Your face blushed of pain,
You have a scar on your hand,
Thanks to your teeth".
I really tried to be perfect,mama,
I really am trying.
Why do I keep hurting the ones I love?
And my heart is beating fast.
I think I am gonna fall.
Catch me,darling,don't disappoint me.
I need the smell of your skin on me now.
I love you.
My thoughts are lost in the paths of their perfection.
I am a stranger there.
And I was still looking at the mirror.
Talking to myself.
Staring at my own bulimic reflection.
"Look at you!You are beautiful even when you cry!".
What if I don't believe this bullshit?Baby...What if I don't believe this bullshit?1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
May I ask you something?
If I told you of my secrets, my worries
wouldn't you listen, wouldn't you help me?
If I hugged you tight and never wanted to let go
would you seriously look at me with disgrace?
If I kissed you
would you r
Ice Cold LipsHer cold lipsIce Cold Lips1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
pink in nature
but cold underneath.
There's no life
in those two strips of flesh.
The rest of her is hot,
but her lips are always ice.
Delilah, do you love me?
Of course I do.
Her eyes are just as cold
as her cold dead lips.
Delilah, do you love me?
...yes, I do
Her hands leave hot trails down my back
but her lips leave frost on my skin.
Delilah, do you love me?
and her cold dead lips
touched my own.
Sunflower KissesSunflower kisses dance across my skinSunflower Kisses1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
laying down in a field of wheat in the afternoon.
You appear almost out of nowhere
and lay down next to me as you were meant to be.
The sun hurts my eyes,
as I squint at the clouds and try to make shapes.
You stare at me and I try to think,
yet the more you stare the harder it is to ignore.
Do you want the sun?
Ya, the sun.
Everyone gives the moon as a gift,
but to me, the only thing that can rival your charm
is the suns great shine,
and even then when you emerge outside
the suns grows dark and burnt.
You never were a poet
I couldn't help but laugh
at how long you probably spent
thinking of that one line.
I like the sun.
Then I'll wrangle the sun,
all for you.
We laid in the suns warmth
of sunflower kisses
and the tickles of wheat instead of grass
and nothing else mattered in the world.
I love you.
I love you too.
Letters to Anonymous: #1Dear Anonymous,Letters to Anonymous: #11 year ago in Emotional More Like This
I really hate you sometimes.
You know, for all the crap you give about hurting you, and not being there for you, and all that stuff, you do exactly the same to me. I've tried to explain my feelings towards you so many times; but all you want is a relationship out of our friendship, and you know I can't do that.
We've been down that road before, and it ruined us.
Why couldn't we just be friends? That's all I wanted from us, to be friends that could rely on each other and be there to lean on each other. That's what friends do, don't they?
But no, you couldn't have that. Every time we spoke, I felt like you were throwing yourself at me. I couldn't be around that for long periods of time, so I left.
I think that's where I went wrong.
I should have told you straight-up that I couldn't be around you because of that. Maybe that would have saved our friendship. But, then again, you never listened to me before, did you? So it probably wouldn't have worked.
This is the right thin
Together once moreMy Love,Together once more1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Don't lament the end of life.
I've been waiting years to touch
The sweet skull of my wife.
I know I've changed
Since last we met.
I do not look the same.
You'll see our beauty is enhanced
In this skeletal frame.
We'll weave new memories
In swirls of rainbow tones.
Our love can last eternally
In a kingdom of patterned bones.
Poem: Hold OnHold OnPoem: Hold On1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I heard you crying last night
Did you stop trying last night?
You scream there is nothing left
You say there is nothing inside
You used to fly up so high
But you fell to pieces in the sky
You let go of your faith
And threw away your dreams
Try and find something left for us
I'll turn the lights out
Sleep for tonight
I have to leave,
You have to face this alone
You need to build your strength
You lost faith in me
And gave up
You know there is nothing
Left of us
You say it's too late
And nothing hurts
The feelings will come
And some will burn
But some will heal
If you keep strong
You won't hurt anymore
You can lay in the grass
And feel the sun
If you'll just wait for one
Keep shining darling
It's never too late
To turn your life around
Even if only for a day
You can reinvent yourself
And become someone new
Live a different life
And dry off your eyes
Just keep smiling,
I promise you it's not all gone
There is light at the end
All you have to do is hold on
3 Sides of MeEveryone has different sides of them self3 Sides of Me7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Most have two
Bad or good
But me, I have three…
Side 1…the bad
The side where I’m mean.
I get jealous, yell at times, and don’t do what people tell me too
Someone who doesn’t care about what people think.
The side that holds grudges…
The side no one wants to be around.
I hate it because at times I don’t recognize that side until I hurt someone
Then I notice it.
Side 2…the good
The side where I’m me.
The side that people see as
The side that people like, and wants to be around.
The side that I like.
The side that I am afraid of…
The dark shadow that I havent seen in real life,
But have dreamed about…
The side where I think of blood, and I long to see it...again
People tell me that they don’t see that in me, but what happens if “it” takes over…what then? IDK
I'm a PoetI'm a poet.I'm a Poet1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And because I'm a poet,
I have the pride of a poet,
and the background of an artist.
Yes as a poet.
I am overlooked in the group
for the work that is drawn,
and the art that is colored by the painters
I am a writer
and though my words hold power
they are seen as nothing more than words
and never get brought to their original intent
I am a writer
whose every move is watched
whose art is critiqued harsher than others
who's still unknown as an artist
I am an author,
who wears my heart on my sleeve
who leaves everything bare to judgment
who never asks for more than is due
I am an artist,
but I don't always get treated as such
Dancing in the FlamesYou drove to my house,Dancing in the Flames1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gathered your things,
Looked me in the eyes,
Told me you were sorry,
And set my room ablaze.
Promptly you left,
Without another word,
Not even goodbye,
Never looking back,
You left me to burn.
I feel the memories,
Licking my skin,
Blistering in pain.
My lungs struggle to breathe,
Inhaling the acrid smoke
Of a love gone wrong.
The tears sting my eyes
And I find myself lost
Unable to find the exit.
I'm spinning and twirling
About the room,
Dancing amidst what was,
What could've been.
I don't wanna leave,
Because I don't wanna forget you.
Swing Low Through the NightThe light fades from hues of spring to colors of dreams to dark as ashSwing Low Through the Night1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And here the wishes droops low with no glow
For a child to pick
To imagine another day
Where hues of ash turn to shades of merrigold
And shades of merrigold change to a calm blue
Letting another part of life,
UnseenPencils on.Unseen1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Smell it on my face.
Mortal beings begin to chase.
Writers and ink, creators that sink.
Taste the words like a dark cloud.
Hateful and lovely, we stand proud.
Through alleys of thought, gateways of love.
Someday our prints, will be written above.
But for now we wait, hope we clutch.
Our creative sides don't matter much.
As big books get big stores and we sit here,
fearing the day we will find the fear.
Writing and writing and writing more.
Our bindings of words follow the store.
Waiting that one day, it will be noticed.
Signs upon highways, waiting for focus.
But for now we sit, led on paper.
We'll have to wait, until much later.
As our eyes shut and our imaginations open,
our thoughts on future, remain frozen.
Emotions and devotion, to the beloved writer,
as we sit at our keyboards, beginning to ponder.
Our minds trail through painted nights and days.
The imaginations set ablaze.
And now we sleep and wait for sunrise,
as we close those thoughtful, heavy eyes.
ScruckmoonuckshyeWorlds of elves and dwarven kind, burn away in this cold night.Scruckmoonuckshye1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Happy ending love and crime, fuel my fire to survive.
Shining knights and pretty brides, turn to ashes for my life.
Thousand worlds that aren't mine, burn away in so short time.
A silent whisper in my mind.
Staring at the flames I curse- ...what I have become
Just a slave for thousand liars making it a thousand one.
What I do is good. What I do is right. I do it to survive.
Trapped between the flames and cold, trying to avoiding their bite.
Something protests inside my mind.
Word for word I rip apart, till my hands are smeared with blood.
All the lies they forced on me, only burn a thousand ticks.
It's just ink on bloody paper a thousand shreds turning to ash.
I use my teeth to fuel the fire, till lips and tongue are leaking blood.
It screams from the corner of my mind.
The bag of lies is almost empty, but the fire s
MiseryWe've never been alone like this.Misery1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hadn't expected you to be here, scavenging through my things.
The door was locked when I left.
Maybe I should change the locks.
If I do, I fear you'll never find a way back in.
I'll be without this.
You're sitting across from me, eyes on the floor.
"You're not normal are you?" The only thing I can form from my dry lips.
"Define normal?" Your eyes are on me now, my heart pounding to the sound of your breathing.
"Obeying the law."
"Mmhmm." Your reply is somewhere between rising pleasure and eight seconds from the door.
Don't leave, not yet.
Your stare is unwavering.
I begin to move my legs, shifting from one to the other.
You make me uncomfortable.
"Why were you snooping around?" My voice is soaked with interest and longing.
You just give me a questioning look. Trying to make out what I want from you.
Have you found it?
I'm not a whore, slut or tease.
But the way you came to me, practically knocked me onto the floor.
Our clothes were shed like a second
Living in the future , looking for the presentWe are what we will beLiving in the future , looking for the present1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And we will be what we are...
Tortured SoulI have found myself somewhat carelessTortured Soul1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
the way my mind softly whispers your name
how I now have to struggle to hold you in
my clenched teeth, your prison sentence
Failing, my mind conjures up false delusions
your presence, your brow furrowed in thought
your eyes testing my wit, jaw taught with want
for these precious moments of mine, you exist
Standing just steps from me, still unreachable
my own personal torture, yet I revel in it willingly
the distance between us, my unyielding bonds
feet glued to where they now tremble, my lashing
Such a silly mess, to fear one's own creation
my heart screaming your name in frantic beats
watery eyes fasten shut, until alone once more
though the spirit that is you still flows within me
Think of the ChildrenScreams and shouts,Think of the Children1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Muffled behind the walls.
Did you think we couldn’t hear?
More and more gray hair,
Appears on him every day.
Her face always red,
Eyes swollen and puffy.
Did you think we’d be oblivious?
Problem after problem.
And still more arise.
Can’t you work them out?
Or do you not want to try?
And now the walls are gone.
Fighting in the open.
We’re not oblivious,
But you are.
Don’t you notice,
The pain on our faces?
Can’t you see,
The effect it has on us?
We can’t think.
We can’t smile.
We can’t laugh.
We can’t hear anything
But your words of hate.
So won’t you realize,
How you hurt us,
Your own children?
LifetimesA shadow of a memory,Lifetimes1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
A long-forgotten life,
Two lovers without symmetry,
A time of joy and strife.
Painful moments lost with time,
A shadowed shell of hurt,
A lullaby, a nursery rhyme,
A love that's lifetimes' worth.
A love forever kept so pure
That onlookers had wept,
A love that you could not endure,
A promise never kept.
You're a CageYou're a Cage, motherYou're a Cage1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I love you
but I can't handle it,
because every time you tell me you want to die
a part of me dies as well.
Don't you see how it makes me feel?
Of course you don't
because I smile.
I act apathetic.
You're sad enough for the both of us
and I have to be strong because you're not.
I'm not strong either, but I have to be.
Inside, I'm suffering too.
You're a cage, mother.
A cage with a simple lock.
I have the key
but I won't use it.
because you can't live without me
and I love you
even though being around you sometimes
makes me wonder what I'm living for.
You're a cage
that locks away my independence.
I dream of flying, but I can't leave my nest
Your cage is all I've ever known.
Could I even survive on my own?
I love you
but you want to die.
I tiptoe around your sensitivities.
What about me?
What about my life?
I love you, but I just want out of this jail
Within me, is the spirit of a bird
soaring above humans and all their traps and cages,
all their entra