MasqueradeHidden faces all around...Masquerade2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
No Identities shall be found
Music notes ignite like a flame
People dance with no shame
For with masks, faces are sealed
No fear that identities shall be revealed
For within a masquerade
All secrets shall be saved
Secret BattleMisunderstood, she tries to get by.Secret Battle2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smile plastered on her face,
Everything looks fine.
She laughs with her friends,
Nothing seems astray.
Little do they know,
She fights the same battle each day.
The monster inside threatens to take over,
Dragging her down with no promise of escape.
"I'm fine." She whispers,
As he laughs at her pain.
No one can save her from the bully inside,
Those words he whispers at night as she closes her eyes.
There's no getting better,
There's no breaking free.
He will win in the end,
It's destiny, you see.
She seeks comfort in loneliness,
On the outside she looks happy,
While inside she's weak.
The monster is winning,
He's breaking her down.
She cries out in pain
As she crumbles to the ground.
Sobs rack her chest,
There's no way to escape.
The monster smiles,
As the girl continues to break.
It's all an act,
A perfectly played out show.
Everyone fell for it,
No one would ever know.
Misunderstood, she tried to get by.
I Wish to Run AwayI want to run awayI Wish to Run Away2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
For where I am holds to much heartbreak
So much that it leaves me in pure dismay
This is why I need to leave for my sanity's sake
I wish to run to a place unknown
Where noone knows my name nor my past
So I can finally bury the past under stone
And have a smile that lasts
Because noone would judge me on past mistakes
This is why I wish to leave
Because to have a fresh start I would do whatever it takes
Like BreathingYour Kiss..Like Breathing2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
One is just not enough
For it puts me in a rare bliss
Going without it, is just so rough
For every time I see you
I just want to kiss you, its just so hard to resist
Because its all I want to do
For that one time we had kissed...
Was like a drug, so addicting
But also like breathing so natural
Why is it so contradicting
I just hope these feelings are mutual
For all I want now is your kiss
Daddy I miss youDad, Its been 13 years nowDaddy I miss you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
13 years since you last laughed
13 years since your last tears
13 years since I last saw you
13 years since you last held me close
13 years since you last said I love you
13 years might seem like a long time
but to me it feels like just yesterday
It feels like just yesterday I was wondering when my daddy would come home
It feels like just yesterday that I realized that you never would
13 years of grief
While everyone else moved on, I cried
13 years of wishing you were here
Wishing that you could hold me close again
13 years of being fatherless
Wishing that I had someone to call Dad
Dad its been 13 years now
and im finally grown up
but I still miss you every day
As I will for every year to come until I see you again
RIP Anthony Charles Boisvert
I wish...I wish...I wish...2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I wish my heart would stop skipping a beat when you walk by
Wishing that you would just say Hi
I wish I had never met you that day
Because then I wouldnt have feelings in any way
I wish I could read minds
So I could know how you feel and leave this doubt behind
I wish you weren't so confusing
Because these mixed signals just arn't amusing
I wish I had the courage to ask you out
But I just have so many doubts
I wish I could get over you
But its as if my heart is stuck to you with glue
I wish, I just wish that you....
Could stop tearing my heart in two
What is this?My heart poundsWhat is this?2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Im so nervous
That my voice barely sounds
Most say my emotions are frivolous
But I hardly listen
For your voice is the only one I hear
yours is the only one that glistens
My emotions fly when you are near...
What is this?
I do not know
but somehow all I want is your kiss
and without it I feel so low
What is this?
There isThere is;There is2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Joy in your laughter, music in your voice
Dance in your step, confidence in your stride
Pride in your heart, tranquility in your mind
Sweetness in your smile, fierceness in your eyes
Comfort in your presence, tenderness in your embrace
Nothing quite compares
Pointless PainI listen for a special moment to sing this songPointless Pain2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hoping that you would be able to hear
But in the end you probably wouldn’t care
Still it won’t stop me from making an effort
There’s nothing else to do but to try
Can I ask you why you don’t believe?
What do we need to prove?
Just to show that we’re good enough for you
I don’t know what it is but that is why
The question is being asked
Hopelessly I try to see the day to the end
Trying not to pretend that you actually like me
But in the end I could just admit the truth
And say that you hate the sight of me
How can I know just why that really is?
Super powered to the point of addiction
I don’t see the point of being this way
But yet people dream of being full of power
Amazing to think that such people can exist
However in the end it’s really not that surprising
When you think of the fools that live in this world
Stuck in a lonely way I hope to stop powering up the fans
That causes the fires to
I Still LoveEven though we took a step back,I Still Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Even though you're unsure,
Even though in the end only one of us may love,
I don't care.
You say you need to sort out your feelings.
You say you need to think about yourself.
You say you need to love me for all of the right reasons.
I'm still here.
And what if you decide you don't love me?
And what if you decide for us to just be friends?
And what if you decide to let me down gently?
Then I'll decide to bury my love in order to just be by your side.
I hope we'll get together again someday.
I hope the tears will stop flowing.
I hope that we'll once again say the words;
"I love you".
Is it an empty dream?
Will my fears become reality?
Will you realize the truth?
Only time will tell.
But from one heart to another,
But from a woman to a man,
But from a Kitten to a Lion...
I will always love you.
And I hope you will too.
Truth vs. LiesWhy is it the lie is always believed?Truth vs. Lies2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It has been my experience that once
a lie has been told, no one ever bothers
to learn the truth.
It that possibly because the lie is easier
to believe? Or maybe it is because the lie
is just more fun to believe? Come to think
of it, a lie is just a rumor that comes to be set
in stone, never to be upturned to reveal the
Why? Because it is easier to just believe a lie
than it is to learn the truth. Learning the truth
is too much like work, and people in general
are just too lazy to do that kind of 'work'.
There have been so many lies told, and rumors
made up about me, that the truth now seems
a lie, and the lie seems the truth.
Senseless HateI hate you.Senseless Hate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You just hate me because you're a failure.
No. I just hate you.
You can't just hate someone for no reason.
Yes, I can.
I'm doing it right now.
No, you aren't.
Yes, I am!
No. You hate me for a reason.
What's the reason then?
You tell me.
I can't give you a reason if there isn't one.
DreamsTo dream is a dangerous thing.Dreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It puts assumptions into our heads.
They encourage us to get hurt.
They break hearts.
I've realized that people don't break hearts.
Our dreams do.
We expect things,
And they don't come true.
Who do we blame?
We blame people,
When in reality we should blame ourselves,
For expecting things that will never happen.
It's not my fault,
Or your fault,
For these dreams.
But dreaming is better than reality.
And we just want our dreams to come true.
Work Force CycleWork Force CycleWork Force Cycle2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the day you're born,
You're called to be special.
You go to school and college.
You "learn" the curriculum.
Mathematics, literature, history…
You download that information,
because you need it.
Creativity, you say?
Don't bother with that.
It doesn't follow the curriculum.
Just download the knowledge
you're ready for reality.
Oh, you say you aren't special?
Don't say that, you're quite special.
Now let's see …
You are going to be a businessman.
What, you say you want to be an artist?
No, that won't due.
That won't make you special.
A job like that can't give you:
What, you don't want a life like that?
You don't want the money?
Any of it!
You'd give all of that up,
for a life without that …
Well, okay then.
But let me ask you something before I go.
Why don't you want to be special?
Because, that isn't me.
Recycle BinOh Recycle Bin,Recycle Bin2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How you taunt me so.
Plump from my ideas,
With none for me to show.
Your mouth always open,
Waiting to be fed
The words that roll about
So messy in my head.
Each scrap a banquet,
Each page a tasty treat.
You grin at my failure
And swell from my defeat...
PillsDon't only the crazies need to take pills?Pills2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The though of going gives me chills.
On medication, how will I be?
Will I really feel like I am me?
Zombie is the way people often describe.
Of course it depends the pill they prescribe.
Let's play with my head like it's a game.
I know that things won't feel the same.
Depression is something I want somehow.
I want to be exactly as I am now.
I can't remember a time ever being without.
But my head shouldn't be filled with doubt.
I know that depression can really kill.
I've felt what it does, but somehow still...
Depression has become my abusive partner.
No matter how much it hurts, I only want her.
But I know that it causes too much pain.
And my energy all seems to drain.
So maybe medication is what I must do.
Hope is all I have to hold on to.
DragonWhile sitting in the woods one dayDragon2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Spotted, I did, a beast with scales of a silver tint
Fear and wonder coursed through my veins
I stayed frozen in my stance, and not a word did I say
As it moved close, I swore I could see its eyes glint
Its eyes were as dark as clouds of rain
And when I thought it would attack
It stopped and froze just as I
And to this day, I still doubt what happened after
It bowed its head in a symbol of friendship, when it did my fear did crack
The creature lowered its wings and urged me onto its back, and then we began to fly
We flew so high and fast that the wind around us sounded like laughter
But sadly we had to land and bid adieu...
But to my friend I swore we would meet again another day
Mirrorwho is that girl?Mirror2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that girl in my reflection, cant be me.
her face bears great stress,
her mouth is grim set,
not pretty, and carfree.
i dont recognize her as me.
as the person that i am,
she is pretty,
but worn and broken.
her dress is pink and lacy,
but it is ripped and dirtied.
she is not me.
i remember me as a pretty girl,
with smiling features,
that glow with happieness and wealth.
I was scared of little things,
but I was beautiful.
this is not the girl i am.
this woman that stares at me with my own green eyes,
but they are hard and full of courage,
not mine at all.
this is not me.
this is me.
i have to face denial,
or ill be only a lie,
im still that pretty girl, on the inside.
but i must face the truth,
no mater how much she is me,
i am not her.
i am the strong woman,
with eyes beyond her years,
who has lived longer than her age.
who has fought in many battles,
who's courage does not faze,
who's wisdom has hardened,
her once young and gentle face.
that beautiful girl of my dre
Why Must I WriteI sit in my desk.Why Must I Write2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The room is loud with
Other students talking to
Each other but I sit.
I sit thinking, thinking
Why must I write?
I am not a creative
Person and I have
No experience in poetry
At all! So why must
I have been sitting now
For awhile still thinking.
We are supposed to write
About ourselves or a
Memory but all memories
Seem so distant and far
Away! Why must I write?
I am now beyond frustration!
I start to pull at my hair
And bite my nails
Sweat is building up on my
Palms and head as I am
Still sitting and thinking
About something to write.
I just sit now completely
Distant from everyone saying over
And over why must I write…
HomesickShe conjures up an image of the place.Homesick2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The place that does not exist.
The place she yearns for.
The place she calls her home.
It's peaceful there,
quiet and relaxing.
It's where she can be herself.
And only there.
Where she does not wear a mask.
Where she does not have to hide.
Where she does not have to endure,
but can only live.
It makes her happy and sad.
A place to call home,
but it does not exist.
Will it exist one day?
Can it exist one day?
She does not know,
does not want to know.
She just dreams of it.
And she feels homesick,
because of something that only exists within her mind.