Rape VictimFractured heartRape Victim3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Beyond emotional repair;
All that I feel is a
Chill within my soul.
The mere image of you
Lingers like a strong stench.
Must you always be so
Obnoxious and unforgiving?
Not only do you enslave me, you
Strike me down to the floor.
The bruises glows neon blue,
Enforcing your supreme conquest;
Raping me again and again.
Am I Weak?Am I weak?Am I Weak?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I am certainly not strong.
My self-control.... I have none.
Does that make me weak?
But it will come with time.
I am not alone in this.
Do I need a protector?
But it is appreciated to know that you care.
I have learned the repercussions of my actions.
I have hurt other people.
I need to learn to do this on my own.
I can take care of myself.
Everywhere I look I see those who love me.
Those that would do anything for me.
And I would do anything for them.
The Pink Goddess LullabyThe Pink Goddess Lullaby3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Your heart's in pain, you're about to cry
You're giving up before you try
Don't be afraid, I'll help you stand
Believe in me, I'll lend a helping hand
Whenever you're alone, I'll be there by your side
And if you lose your way, I'll gladly be your guide
You can put your heart and mind at ease, I'll definitely be your sword and shield
No matter who you are, if you ever need somewhere to flee
Just pray, I'll gladly erase all your fears
Whenever you're all alone, just call on me
I'll wipe away all your tears
I know how it feels, if something is worth fighting for
I know I'm not alone now anymore
No matter how lost you are, or how big your plight
Everything will be alright
SuicideThere once was a girl who hated the world because of the pain within. On the outside she appeared just fine. But her sanity was wearing thin. Pain and hate and guilt were hidden deep inside her mind. But it grew and increasingly she broke down from time to time. No one knew of her burdens since she hid them very well. No one would've ever guessed that soon she'd say her last farewell. Her family expected too much from her and spoke in an indifferent and hypocritical way. She felt worthless and useless and stupid and ashamed. It was the same cycle every day. Her friends provided little comfort for they were all rather opinionated. Their disregard to her when she tried to speak out left her lonely and suffocated. The only person that she believed she loved was manipulative and played games with her head. His unpredictable schizophrenic nature ofteSuicide9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Boys Aren't Very GoodBoys aren't very goodBoys Aren't Very Good1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
that I must say
though I don't mean mischievous
or they love to play
I mean that the fall
they neglect to learn
too even crawl
and yet wholeheartedly believe
they can walk,
for they are brave
but that does not mean they are good
or any less naive.
For the very fact a boy
is so brave
just means they aren't very good
at being afraid.
this doesn't matter
the word brave
is meant to flatter,
but as man
on day they must learn
that is fear
something that is earned
it can't be avoided
with platitudes and flattery
it builds in every moment
that you recognize to be happy
that you recognize
that for someone you've begun to care
and that for bravery and boldness
one day they can disappear.
But a boy isn't very good at cari
ProblemsHatred, whether based onProblems1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hatred is the problem.
darwin's revengein the embryo of the citydarwin's revenge3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in their cage
they paint their nails not
that the sun is watching
from his trap door
in the cloud ceiling where
whales can't swim but go
and drop down their weight in rain
not measured in pints
but lives overflowed
in lost archipelagos full
of automatic islands
that catch the eyes like needles
when viewed from further away
than the end of the world
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these days you'll run right out of luck,
Your empire will fall, and your ego besides,
It's karma for sure, like the turn of the tides,
And then I will lol, sitting in my own muck,
Coz after all this I just won't give a f***.
Big SisterI am not my sister's keeper.Big Sister1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
she is a lock-pick, a file system
of assorted secrets
spilled across the couch like a
a jar of sequins and buttons
I am not my sister's keeper.
But I hold her hair back while she pukes,
and break the news to her evenly
waiting for the decline of her wailing
like the tumbling of retreating curls on
She swings her feet off the edge,
I build her wings.