Tears drip from my face
salt stains my skin
my anger grows
with the drip drop of salty tears.
I always ask myself
"Why do I always have to be abused?"
I am not alone,
but I am the lone victim
of a long lasting vendetta,
a hatred that I have long since had.
The mirror, I see, to my soul grows darker
anger fills my veins
as I hold up a knife.
A voice screams "KILL!"
and another speaks calmly, "don't be rash"
As I drop the knife
I fall to my knees,
and sob silently.
All the people I hold dear
are to far away.
I have nobody,
not a person near,
that can help me.
help me stay safe.
My body is reckless,
and my mind is scared.
My fears will have taken over
and my life will come to an end,
as I drown in a river of sorrow.
Until Eternity's End.Until Eternity's End.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You before me, angelic, this vision.
Why do dark tears fall
from those brown eyes, so beautiful?
Why does your face shy from my eyes,
and shroud itself with the hair,
through which I run my fingers?
For what reason, to what cause,
do your limbs tremble in my absence,
and discover tensity in my presence?
Good God, use your lips,
before mine reach them,
as your silence gives consent.
Speak the mind which fascinates my ears,
Spill out the heart that grips tight to my soul.
Bare the soul that mine is forever meant for.
I wish to love you more than you could comprehend,
and purge every trace of affliction...
Bare the soul that mine is forever meant for.
ChangeProgress -Change3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a simple act
the art of moving on
suddenly snatched away again
without a friend or net
suddenly lifted to the sky
Wind born poet
nestled into the clouds
words the only safe place you know
trick of the light
hurtling into the sun
an impossible position
only an act
you are on a trapeze
relentless fall of acrobats
MemoryMemory is like the tide,Memory3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It swells and ebbs;
It's free and wide,
Yet ridden with dregs.
At times it's calm
Soothing and sweet;
Like a tender balm,
A gentle beat.
It's violent, too
Coarse and bitter;
Like a vicious coup,
A cruel winter.
In it, I do bask,
Adrift in my mind;
I need only ask
To be lost in time.
Bringer of the NightBringer of the Night:Bringer of the Night3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Born from the kiss of a goddess
And drenched in the cauldron of lies.
He emerged as a being of entropy
Bearing the mark of flies...
His wings were made from crow-like feathers
Black as the dust of the night.
His fangs were laden with horrid infection
Made from the stone of blight.
A single bite, was poison enough
And soon they began to change...
The children loved by the lady in white
Soon they became deranged.
Powerful beings of might and magic
They soared through the moonlit sky!
They flew amongst the twinkling stars
But their gift was a burning lie...
Falling to the ground like choking insects
Crawling in the dirt with a painful thirst.
These creatures needed the taste of blood
And their friends would be the first.
Neighbours, comrades, it mattered not!
Survival become an instinctive drive.
To bite and feed was a natural feeling
And horror came when night arrived.
Men or women, children who slept;
Through windows and doors they would slithe
Radioactive Snowflakes Oh boy, boy, boyRadioactive Snowflakes3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For the last shall be,
and that arctic disposition will melt away in time
written on a hearth rug, read it and then
turn the dial back and tune into Goodbye FM
"Oh boy, boy, boy
Goldilocks should have been clad in HazMat,
bear in mind the Gouda enacts the rat trap"
For the last shall be,
when fractals free fall from the sky
thickening icycle eyes, cementing prisms with time
measured it all in half-life
Oh boy, boy boy
Swan SongSwan Song:Swan Song3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Those days we used to spend together
So gentle and so sweet...
Are buried like my sister's corpse
Entombed beneath my feet...
The mornings we spent in the grove of dryads
Braiding each other's hair...
I visit the very same places now;
But I know that she isn't there.
I can hear her voice from time to time
As a dying whisper amongst the trees.
But I can never forget that day;
It festers like disease...
A waking nightmare, so vivid and real
I am lost in the grip of its chilling touch.
You called to me, on that fated morning
Bearing a wound and crutch...
But they came like thunder, these men of steel
They heft their weapons high in the air.
They shrieked and praised their vaunted deity
As they laid her body bare...
At the behest of the robed one, they took her apart.
They chopped her to pieces, and they burned her heart.
And then it was done, like a sprinkling rain.
They left our forest, with a walk of dis
I am Me. Who are You?I am thirteen years old.I am Me. Who are You?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not typical.
I am not average.
I am me.
I have been in two mental facilities.
Both times for thoughts of suicide.
I am not emo.
I am not a freak.
I am me.
My mother attempted suicide about six months ago.
My sister attempted suicide when i was eight.
But, I am not a victim.
I am not tortured.
I am me.
My father had a heart attack just over a week ago.
He was hospitalized for nine days.
He recently returned to the hospital for kidney problems.
I suffer from Bipolar Disorder with Psychotic Features.
I have hallucinations.
I have delusions.
But I am not a disorder.
I am not my difficulties.
I am not my troubles.
I am me.
FlamesThere are flames whereFlames3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
his head should be -
forty pieces of silver
a dressing gown, a pipe
a poem left in the fireplace.
This man promised you a winter
so warm and bountiful
spring would be ashamed.
He called you by name -
not the one that father knew
shoved under his bible
But the one left behind
in the branches,
in the bucket of brambles,
and the columbines
buried at your feet.
Stone angels on the battlefield
surrender in the grass.
What did his face
even look like behind the curtain,
counting those coins
and loosening the damp earth
from your shoes?
SurviveWhispers in my earSurvive3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Compel me to surrender.
But I will not hear;
I defy my contender.
Defeat is not an option;
There is no other way:
Survive against all odds
To die another day.
'Tis the oldest battlecry;
The only ultimatum.
Fight until you die
Rather plain verbatim.
To be classified as "alive,"
Survive, survive, survive.
wet scribbles, tattooed tragedyI am shedding my skinwet scribbles, tattooed tragedy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
like the poetry that bleeds
from your ink-cracked lips
onto the bare bones of my
Unfold these moon-shy limbs
that chase silence
& beg stay-with-me.
For you are the only verse
hidden within this labyrinth
of scar-damaged flesh.
NecromancyShe replaces her wristsNecromancy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
with the sharp thorns
of roses and slurred
as she speaks
in an old tongued
language that whispers
She collects stars
on her knuckles,
& her dust eyes
are sad moon nebulas
starved for love.
But, the kisses
she sinks into the curve
of her lover's ribcage
by night, warm that
we should celebratei.we should celebrate4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i tried to think of pain as a flower,
first it blossoms
it wilts away.
but i won't let myself disappear
along with it,
give you that.
(it's not the agony that makes
me scream, it's the flavor).
and you whispered softly
"i'll rip your heart out and replace it
with a song,
it's christmas soon, and
we should celebrate".
you've always used my scars
as a calendar,
as a way to remind yourself
"today is tuesday
and i still exist".
(it's morning now because
i can see
through my eyelids
a bright summer day,
the flowers are
Pauper's DreamsPauper's Dreams:Pauper's Dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The dry autumn leaves
Are like the dreams of the poor
Crunching beneath feet...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 30th April 2012
IIn The Wwater (Eridan x Sollux)“This is stupid,” Sollux grumbled under his breath with his familiar lisp as he waded his way into the sun warmed water. The water already reached well up to his pale bare chest, his arms lowered to trail over the surface but not under. He had his teeth clenched tightly in annoyance and his eyes, one dark electric blue and one such a dark vivid brown that it was practically red, flashed in the light of the bright summer day, his trademark blue and red glasses left back in the red-black truck.IIn The Wwater (Eridan x Sollux)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Why he had agreed to go down to the lake with his long term friend, Eridan, on his only free Friday was beyond him. It hadn’t been his fault; going to the lake was never the plan for the day. Sollux had been planning to use his free day like any other college student: for either studying or sleeping but that plan had been put to rest when a tall blond man had burst into his dorm, yelling on and on about wanting to hang out at the lake. Sollux did his best to ignore the stupid wa
You Captivate MeHonestly,You Captivate Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know how to tell you this...
But you constantly enter my thoughts
A smile crosses my lips
When I see your name light up my phone
Butterflies invade my stomach
Whenever I see you smile
A smile so powerful
That I can't help but smile back
I reach for you in my sleep
Desperately wishing to find you
Hold onto you
Be safe and comfortable
In a way only you can make me feel
Not being able to adequately
Explain my feelings for you
Tells me that this sort of thing
Doesn't happen every day
Frankly, love, you captivate me
The Unwanted DoveThe Unwanted Dove3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Unwanted Dove
My transformation could not be stopped
A weakened heart is to blame
Remnants of tears are left
I will never be the same again
So tired of everything / These memories of suffering
This is my dark reincarnation / Oh thou have forsaken
I am not your messenger anymore
I'm blind from keeping faith
I no longer recognize a savior
There's no more numbing the pain away
Lock me up
Destroy the key
I'm not strong enough
To ever be free
So please clip my wings tonight / Never again will I take flight
Allow me to be useless / I yearn to be powerless
It won't be wrong
To take another shot at me
I am done
So cage away this false symbol of peace
My metamorphosis conquered my will
A fate I cannot defy
I don't know if I feel any guilt
For my light's demise
It's not what I deserve / It crushed my dreams
This is what I get in return / From really trying to believe
In the wake of these shadows
I am left haunted
I am the corruption called sorrow
I have become the
I Took To Howling With YouI was shy at first, timid in my dealings,I Took To Howling With You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I laced the trap against my throat,
sang sparing, tip-toed
around your poems.
The tone, the slow vibrating
from the shoots of my shoulders
to the gleam of polished talons,
it purred around inside me.
Oh the song, Coyote,
the same resigned call, it
paled before you, swallowed down its insides,
I took your little hand in my big hand,
flew out towards Crow, and for a while
My Love, there were poems
and the world was enough.
I took to howling with you,
down from the branches, safe
womb of the tree, I spread
dirt between my toes, sang happy,
sang the song of free,
your wild howl, your musk,
I lost the language for
the pain of bird calling.
Do you remember when we realized
Crow would no longer sing
her crooning songs beside us, trill
through a night among us?
She had gone, no longer writing
poems for coyotes or exlovers,
no longer touching out for a girl
beyond the mountain,
and we were suddenly alone, Love,
you and I, alone to sing, to warble,
Lost and FoundLost and FoundLost and Found4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Here I am walking around aimlessly
Scars surround every part of my body
Lies are all that I seem to know
Tears no longer come out
Just the supreme silence
I walk for what seems to be forever
I lose the strength that I have to stand
I was done, I was done with trying
I wanted to sit and rot
But there you were
The flickering light in my hurt eyes
You came for me...came running
At this close to dead corpse
You whispered thoughts of hope- often true thoughts
It was never merely flattery, and overreacted words
Nor was it fake for secret intentions
It was honest, kind, true
You are the only one that makes me feel this way
Because you are the first one you found ME
I want desperately to say I love you my friend
You help in me in so many ways.
-March 2, 2012-
Her eyes scream fill in the _____.They saidHer eyes scream fill in the _____.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she has starving
little poet fingers,
the heroic hearts
of nameless protagonists.
But, she cries
tears of Saturn
on too-little-sleep nights,
& coffee ringed mornings.
They call her vanilla.
much too ripe to fall
with freckles on her
SelkieSelkie3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I know the ocean's gentle, rolling waves -
the treasures in its dark and murky depths;
and deep within its grottoes and its caves -
tis there the fey will lure me to my death
I met a girl so fair of face and skin,
her wanton kisses wrapping me within -
that all my senses lurched and crept away,
to lock me in this wet and slippery grave.
To Save Your LifeTo Save Your Life3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To Save Your Life
Heroes are hard to come by
Especially in this day and age
Because of you- I am still alive
Hail, the vanquisher of pain
I fought as long as I could have
But I sank into the weakness below
And I felt my sorrow's wrath
The helplessness took over
My fists let go
Of the resistance
I fell from hope
The light faded in the distance
It was all a dream
A simple false belief
Hands dangled frantically / Tears dripped endlessly
I needed a hero to save me / I yearned to be set free
A hand reached out
I was finally found
I rose back to grace
And the darkness brightened
The savior I awaited
Lifted me up and triumphed
I prayed as much as I needed
Even when I was beyond drowning
I knew a kind soul would pay heed
Every mourning human deserves saving