The Error of My Ways.
to where the die was cast.
Arise, reluctant to bare witness
to what unfolds.
Back where I believed,
like some arrogant fool,
that the good of the outcome,
outweighed the erroneous methods.
My delusions have turned so vivid
that they become commonplace
with my reality,
running hand in hand
towards my downfall
as a friendly face in the crowd...
This in Our HeartsThis in Our Hearts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Faith is not to be governed
by the vile will of you humans.
It is the very pulse of your soul.
The very core of the morality
that drives you.
Like you, it may be tainted & controlled
but only by your given gift of free will
can this take place.
Like light, it holds the power to
guide and to free, just as it holds
The potential to fade away into the darkness.
Like a parasite, can it consume you
but only by the filthy hands
of invited demons.
Faith is both gift & privilege
accepted into heart & mind
by the words of a truthful tongue.
In days to come, shall you hear
the drums of war over & around
The plains of existence, and faith shall be tested.
Hold fast for the Way of God
and not only his Holy Word.
Ever tainted by corrupt men.
Roads shall lead on and mislead
To a great many stories
But faith will move you, should you let it.
Faith is this in our hearts and souls...
Faith is the Road which leads to home...
Faith is the governing force of morality...
Faith was the motivation of these w
The SadistYou pick your favorite tie,The Sadist3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
your eyes dark, filled with craving.
Staring at the floor,
I dare not meet your gaze,
But terrified all the same.
I hold up my wrists,
And you move swiftly with talent.
I kneel before you,
My blood boiling,
Your fist in my hair.
I tilt my head back,
Scorching my skin.
My vision now compromized,
I feel hollow and lost.
Coursing through my veins.
And then it comes,
A single hard blow.
My body wrenches,
My flesh sizzles,
My scream echos.
Beads of sweat,
Cold against my skin,
Collecting in the small of my back.
I know I can do it,
For you my love,
But thirty six more times,
Restores my faith in suffering.
My fragile body,
Now battered and debased,
Covered in cuts and bruises,
The scars of which will never fade.
Tears stream down,
My mascara smeared,
As you stand astride,
Mocking my anguish.
There's a blurred line,
Between pain and pleasure.
My temptation unsatisfied.
You have nothing more to give,
Of this decadent lifestyle.
Deserving of NothingDeserving of Nothing3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My endless imperfections
shout to the very core of my soul,
Beating away at my humility,
To bare reminder
that I do not deserve you
in the slightest...
Grace is your very essence,
as you embody that which is perfection.
Whereas my rush
to find the flaws of my name,
You tell it tales true,
of the feelings you hold.
Abnormal is my persona,
and infinite apologies are due,
Many thanks, just as much,
are in order...
To God, to you....
Beauty be what has enraptured my heart
for the eternal hour at hand,
You and only you are the whom
that I most desire,But never deserve.
The EmpathI take what isn't mine,The Empath3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
leaving what is good behind.
Taking the pain and leaving joy.
They smile, not knowing what I've done.
I cry over this, because I know what I've done.
I wear the mask.
As the smile openly.
No one knows what I do,
that I can sense and take emotion.
I can take pain and leave joy.
Though, I wish they did.
An Empath can feel what isn't their own feeling,
they can also take it from others.
Taking their pain so they wont.
That's what I do.
It's so much more than empathy,
it's feeling it in my very core that's not even mine.
Pain, sorrow, feeling hollow.
That isn't mine in the beginning.
I help by taking.
I save by containing.
But will anyone help,
or save me too?
Someone to understand,
an electic touch.
A gentle voice.
So much more than a friend is what I need.
Where to start?
I don't know.
I wish they'd know.
Because I guess they're not here.
Fadedtears painting my face casting the shadows within the darkFaded3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
pulling me under its claw's preyed upon death clutch
pounding fear bleeds within my skin and bones
my eyes draws within death scythe ripping away
the chapters of my life buried within my nightmare
why dry my tears but let another cry
impaired to my own emotions numb
to the cords of my existence silting
my soul to reach upon your ears
my downfall pleading for acceptance
composing my cries into deathly tunes
Fight or Flight In the Presence of Logic.Fight or Flight In the Presence of Logic.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Find your common ground of shedding blood
In the far lands of Else Where,
For here is not the place where bodies should
Fall just short of their own sweat and tears.
It is fear that is the beast you so portray,
And an agenda so immorally laced with false teachings.
Here lies the home, once ancient and grown,
Now rubble in the growing pile
Of humanities excrement.
Its epitaph shall read nothing,
For no words can be written
by the lack of knowledge per this land....
Look your land in its dying eyes,
Listen to its final breaths...
The billowing sands that blow
Erosion into its elderly face.
make your way to the place in which you slumber,
And allow your mind to bestow upon you
Nightmares that bring you to regret your chosen ways of sin,
and method of self-destruction.
Taken by so full of self,
The rotten husk now lies
Half buried in a partially cremated state...
Still a home for its dying cells
The soon to be carcass,
Awaiting the bills of hovering vultures
UnderstandExcuse me, I'm sorry to imposeUnderstand3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Won't you both keep on your clothes
I have something that I have to say
You might laugh or you might get upset
Are you listening to me yet?
I can't just simply walk away
Boy, I lost my trust in you
Girl, if you knew what I knew
You'd see he's not the person he appears
But you take his word over mine
I just hope you'll leave in time
Before you see that he's your biggest fears
Sometimes I even wonder if
The possibility of this
So called 'karma' even exists
How come I'm here with open arms
An open heart in risk of harm
Yet he's the one with someone else to kiss?
Boy, you don't deserve her
Girl, you deserve better
But still I have to see you hand in hand
Soon you'll see just what he is
And maybe when it comes to this
Maybe then you'll finally understand
Excuse me, I don't mean to offend
But I can't smile and pretend
That you'll be perfect for each other
He'll tell you that you're the only one
Blink your eyes and he'll be gone
Off to find a perfect lover
What Happened?We were once us but now meWhat Happened?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You say you care but really you don't
I rather if you don't so that you can drift away like a memory
Now I am alone, walking alone in this cold world
Just move on, there are others that make me happy
So in a way I thank you for leaving
Thanks for making happier but it the days like this that I stop and want to go back
But how to go back when there is nothing there
You left and move on like nothing
Why should I care?
"If I lose you, I don't know what I would do"
I remember I said that and turns out to be true
You walk away, that's all she wrote
Don't just say goodbye when I never wanted to
Too bad that you felt miserable
Its sad one can be happy and the other can be feel not same
Was it the reason why we got into this relationship just to forget who we were chasing before?
Or wasn't that something needed to change with our lives?
I don't know, it happened within a blink of an eye
I didn't try hard enough or you gave up too easily?
Can't change anything that ha
Sprinting Towards DemiseSprinting Towards Demise3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By burning waters, and smoldering bridges,
I await the genesis of our animosity.
Make the move that gives me permission to strike,
make the move that will bring about your end.
Near draws the line that which I advise you to never cross.
Though to my eyes comes the image of your sprinting legs.
It would seem, that through your veins flows pure pestilence,
and that you wish to bring upon me, nuisances by any cost.
Good God, such a fool bound for my throat,
knowing not the patient blade that waits.
Honor averts it's eyes, as your charge draws to an end.
It wishes this good and done, just as I.
A swift jerk of my arm to your direction,
and make you, a last descent to the ground below.
Then burden leaves my shoulders,
as life outward, pours from your filthy heart.
TryI try and try againTry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But nothing seems to work
She just keeps ignoring me
She keeps thinking it is dead
I keep on trying to tell her it's not
But why won't you listen
Listening is key
I have been listening to you this whole time
But not once I turned away and said
"I wish it could have been different"
No, that's not how I thought
How it felt
Being through so much with you that I can't let go just like that
No, I am not saying I am living in the past
I am saying I want you to still be there
I want you not to give in to your own doubt
Believe me, please
My life is better with you not without
Hanging on a thread and I grab it with all my might for that it would be sew on and not drift away
No sarcastic tone, no laughing matter
All in seriousness, serious about you
Serious that this still can work out
All relationships go though turmoil, crap, mess ups and all
But it takes a real one get through it
It wouldn't be an easy road but a doable road
I know you hate the feeling of making this deci
Playing GodPlaying GodPlaying God3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hate isn't healing
Too often it's killing
And feelings aren't spared in the process of stealing a life
Stealing a father, a mother, a sister, a brother, a daughter, a son, a husband, or wife
Or maybe just stealing a friend
In the end what you take is a person connected
By strands of affection protected by nothing
But pure unconditional love
And when hearts are infected
And words are inflected
With currents of loathing
The booming voice of some being above
It's these people you hurt
Not just the ones in the dirt
Who feel the effect
Of your hate indirectly
Connecting when push comes to shove
You call me a monster
A monster that loves?
Seems kind of silly to me
Practice your preaching
Or risk only reaching
An audience too blind to see
Tolerance doesn't imply your support
It only requires you do not cavort
As the only opinion worth holding
And when your values conflict
With more sensible edict
Forego the sociopolitical molding
You see people are people
AutobiographyAutobiography3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By Death and a prayer,
Through my tongue
A burning blade into
The hearts of many.
You know me not
But a name and a rumor.
Yes, to the will and way
By which I attempt to live.
Human am I, yet ever so strange.
Far gone, and close to madness
But still am I sane
By Death and a prayer.
Still Waters Beyond the StormStill Waters Beyond the Storm3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It is above and beyond
the realm where soar the children
of my ever undying Lord.
My mind is forever enraptured
by the very thoughts...
the concepts that are so limitless.
God what glory is to be beheld!
Lead me by still waters my Lord,
Beyond the storms of this wretched world.
Pray I that my intrigue
is never felt as a thorn in Heaven's walls,
as my only wish bring true wisdom home.
Thou art my God,
ascended and surrounding,
forever the greatest of praise goes to you.
From my lips come prayer,
From my hands comes worship,
From my heart comes faith.
Channel my voice through, O'abounding angels!
Though my thoughts often plague me,
I make attempts to please you all that I can.
As it was once said,
"I shall fear no storm,
for I am learning to sail my ship!"
LossLossLoss3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have never felt this way before,
Completely and utterly empty,
I feel like my heart has been torn to shreds,
Leaving nothing but broken shards just like a hurricane does,
This pain, is a pain that has been torturing me,
It has been taking over my body for the past few days,
Slowly stripping the life out of me,
Leaving nothing but a dark empty shell,
I never imagined it could hurt so much to lose you,
Especially since I barely even knew you,
You were a role model for everyone,
And it rips me apart to know you're gone,
I know you're in a better place,
But something inside me still wishes you were here,
It killed me when I saw a dead body for the first time,
And it just had to be yours,
Tears are continuously pouring down like rain,
Staining my face with sorrow,
I would repeatedly mechanically wipe them away,
But when will my gloomy days come to an end?
I just wish I could have seen you once more time,
Seen that beautiful and welcoming smile of yours,
Listen to your wonderful and c
While The World Laughs OnSilently but surely the two edged sword pierced his heart.While The World Laughs On3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Over and over again, its cold, icy, tip penetrated his inward parts,
shrouding him in trembling fear and immense sorrow.
Yet, he managed to smile.
He waved to the crowd and dared to laugh.
He betrayed no sign of outward pain.
No one suspected it.
Not once did it cross their minds.
They were blinded.
Blinded by his broad smile.
Blinded by his charm.
Blinded by his shimmering facade.
(that dazzled they eyes of everyone he met)
But behind closed doors it was different.
Within the chambers of his heart lay the truth.
he was bruised, beaten and bleeding.
His heart lay torn and in pieces.
he succumbed to the pain as the tears gushed forth
out of his weeping, inflicted, soul.
But, he would not allow it.
he would not allow the world to see him so.
He wiped his tears and put on a smile.
(an act he perfected over the years)
He waved and smiled, while his heart lay torn.
He laughed and cheered, while his soul lay weeping.
He pretended to
Night of the ViolinSeek you me in a grave shallow,Night of the Violin4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
bleeding upon a blade of rusted steel
The mood of a rose ascends beyond ether
caressing souls in skies hoary
From the pitch of solitude she appears,
dark hair soaking upon winds quiver
(violin weeping in the dew of nocturnal sunrise)
As the moon whispers in twilight's fall
my thoughts swirl into a halo of numb reverie
Entranced in the gloaming of her love
dripping within the lotus of her serenade
Beset in eyes of jade,
drowning in sensual delight
Seduced in a gothic sky
Deepest gaze unleashed into my soul;
she weaves a spell of turquoise feather
her violin brushes my skin in dreamy hues
Evanescent in spectral shards of solemn rains
my thoughts swoon in burning juniper
Servant to the epitome of her will
basking in the shadows of her mind
kissed in the aura of sweet sorrow;
untold love begins to flow
Embroidered in the ballet of night's fall
violins seethe in star-clustered valleys
like a burning choir of lonely spirits
My thirst blushes in a sea
One TearThe worst feeling of allOne Tear4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
is when you want to
The United MarionetteThe United Marionette3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Eyes blind, and running in a direction unknown,
Oh what foolish pilgrimage has been chosen for us now?
All hail the way of conformity to the false prophets throne,
To the idolaters zealous fire do you march as you bow.
Forward you move, imploding and expanding simultaneously...
Rotting from within and denying your own flaws.
Changing your view and way so spontaneously!
Until even you do not understand what is your pathetic cause.
The philosophers in history say
that without conflict, can there be no progression...
And here and how, to your eyes is the cause of your delay...
Shall revolt catch your burning wagon with the hands of transgression?
Abandon ship and onto the burning bandwagon,angry and alone.
Division of the flock, oh what a weapon here and how!
No glory is the way to forsake the truth that you now disown!
Looking back at a forlorn forefather,with a nervous sweat on your brow.
I created A Fallen AngelThis nightmare has resurrected into my finger nails -I created A Fallen Angel3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
peeling my ravenous desires off again.
I don't want to learn my lesson,
I need to learn the hard way by
letting you become my
I will always be a loveless vampire that
feeds on helpless romantics that try
to hide it.
I will grant thee a fresh heart
break it myself,
Clench your unraveling hatred into my skin,
I want to hate you as much as you loved me.
I need to cry your pain,
because you won't show
me how much I hurt
- these haunting whispers will stain my lips
when I think of you.
"Why can't I be the one for you?"
but i only needed your heart because someone
stole mine and never gave it back.
What Have I BecomeThey say just to let the emotions flow,What Have I Become3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is the secret of poetry,
The art within the writing of words,
Of placing the letters, carefully,
Not to be shy of filling the blanks,
Just defining what you know,
To use your feelings,
And to decorate the sheets,
But how can I write,
When all I feel,
Was ripped away,
By a force that I cannot describe?
When my core is a void,
And I cannot avoid,
Feeling nothing at all...
How am I supposed to choose,
The words that used to come,
By night, my quiet saviours,
Now lost within my soul,
Roaming the sky,
For this feeling of inspiration,
That I once cursed,
But was blessed with,
Now that it's gone,
I disappear into myself,
No way to get rid of,
All this poison,
That was crammed down my throat,
And without my words,
I'm nothing, just nothing at all,
I am no writer, no poet,
No artist anymore,
I might be able to place the letters,
In the right order,
It might look pretty,
But it lacks the emotion,
Winter HeartFrozen solid, her heart will not beat,Winter Heart3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Summer over, arctic winds won’t retreat,
All warmth and light has fled,
And you won’t last long there,
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter,
A winter heart, all dead.
The snow falling your love a breeze,
You won’t last long, you'll just freeze
Icicles from the past have froze her core,
Only warm hearts will change the season
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter
A winter heart, you've fallen for
DEAD MEN's BONESBelow the surface,DEAD MEN's BONES3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lie dead men's bones.
Hold the still remains
Of once strong men
Some who died in vain.
Below piles of earth
The corpses rest
Where no one can hurt.
Below the surface,
Lie dead men's bones.
Bones belonging to the young and old.
Bones of both the rich and poor.
Bones bearing bullet holes.
Bones broken revealing the core.
The corpses lie
Their eyes shut tight;
Their bodies rigid
Like a block of ice.
Below the surface
Lie dead men's bones.
The bones of kings are buried here!
... their skeletons wear their jewels now.
The bones of brave warriors doth rest below!
...rusting armour is all that's left to show.
The bones of man. woman and child!
... all descend below our feet when they die.
Bones ... bones ... bones!
Those bloody bones!
Below the surface
Lie dead men's bones.
The land is drunk
with the blood of men.
Those corpses and our corpses
A meal without end.
The "great" men of this world!
They all, end up, a pi
Reaching Out To SanityReaching Out To Sanity3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can hear the music,
playing in my head...
That brick wall melody,
that leaves me dry and bled.
Back out, unsound, way past
The naive embrace,
clutched like the withering vine,
so doubted in commonplace.
That sorrowful harmony,
with mysterious limbs
running like mad
through my mind, so dim with fog.
In my wake do I hear that music
of the morbid and downtrodden sound...
Sweet, the symphony of my imagination...
the chaos, although so profound.
Stained, my face with the misery
Of this occupation of thought,
not much, yet the burdens are stiff
within the acidic net, am I forever caught.
Summer Boy I met a boy with long, dark waves of hair,Summer Boy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That cascaded and broke on his shoulders,
And eyes blacker than the deepest starry night.
His skin was like golden sand,
As soft as sapphire silk,
With a disposition as bright,
As fireflies in a warm sunset field,
With a voice as sweet as warm honey,
And as pleasant as the hum of lazy bees.
He warmed my Spirit, and thawed my soul,
With words as lovely as freshly bloomed flowers,
Whispered delicately into my ear of ice.
Words that had gone unheard for centuries and eons,
In the chilled, desolate tundra that was my mind.
He fought his way through the flurries of freezing rejection that battered him,
Broke the seemingly indestructible walls of ice,
That had hidden me so well through the years,
Shattered the doors of my iceberg heart with a single glance and word,
And, with soft, cautious gestures, brought me out of the cave I made out of loneliness.
I had lived in my