Slipping through the cracks.
Where you're going,
Always have to ask.
You never lie,
You touch the sky,
You're never coming down.
Touch the wall,
Leave them all,
Go and wear your crown.
It's all a game,
They're all to blame,
It's never going to end.
So stand up tall,
Stand against the wall,
Prove that you won't bend.
It matters not,
If one is hot,
Only if one is kind.
You can fight,
For what is right,
You're not alone, you'll find.
You can win,
Against this sin,
And you can prove your worth.
Just stand up tall,
Back against the wall,
And throw them to the hearth!
Just Hug MeJust Hug Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No words are needed,
The silence speaks for itself,
There is no need to form those words,
That you feel the need to say.
I can tell from you actions,
The small smile on your lips,
The twinkle in your eyes,
The skip in your step.
I can tell from the tears,
The broken heart,
The way you grip my hand tight,
The darkness in your soul.
I can tell from the knitted eyebrows,
You head cocked to the side,
Your mouth forming the question why,
The way your brain is working overtime.
I can tell by the shuffling in your step,
The clicking of your fingers,
The biting of your lip,
The feet that point inwards.
I can tell from your wide eyes,
Your limp form,
Your open mouth,
Your frozen eyes.
I can tell from the clenched fists,
The sharp movements,
The vibrating of your body,
The glare from your soul.
I can tell your mood,
From the way you move,
There is no need to speak,
I know exactly what you are going to say.
Sometimes the best way to say something,
Is to say nothing at all.
Nothing needs to be sai
YouSome days I feel aliveYou2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some days I feel alone
Some days I want to cry
Some other days I don't
I want to have you by my side
I want to have you close
I want you not to be afraid
I want you to give me love...
Be there when I feel alive
Be there when I feel alone
Be there when I want to cry
Be there when I don't...
Ask Me To Write a PoemAsk me to write a poemAsk Me To Write a Poem3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
about kissing witches in my sleep.
Ask me to write a poem
about the bump on my middle finger
from forcing pen to paper.
Ask me to write a poem
about the discolored bruises on my knees
the poetry written in ink upon my flesh
the love in a foreign tongue on my wrist.
Ask me to write a poem
my possessive Siamese,
about my rose thorn teeth,
and the battle scars I wear like trophies.
Ask me to write a poem
about how my own words make me sick,
about how I swear I'll die by the pen.
Ask me to write a poem
about boys and peaches
and how I wish they tasted just as sweet,
about how I sanded away layer, after layer
after layerjust to see if I really bleed ink.
Ask me to write a poem.
Murder your PoemMake your poem suffer,Murder your Poem1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
it needs to know how you feel.
And if it doesn't, your poem is ignorant.
Gouge the pen deep within it, until bloody ink stains through.
Write very hard
so your poem can feel your scars.
If you crinkle the corners,
it needs to have broken tattered bones.
Feeling exhausted before your done.
Do not share or post your poem so soon,
for it needs to feel rejection.
Most important, before it dies.
Clean it's wounds, or tape its rips,
do no accept forgiveness..
As your poem dies, you'll be surprised.
Your dead withered poem,
S o r r y.I'm sorry I'm randomS o r r y.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sorry I'm odd
I'm sorry I'm weird
I'm sorry I'm strange
I'm sorry I'm different
I'm sorry I'm me.
BeautyBeauty rose out of that silent sea,Beauty3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her eyes were tepid with wild thunder,
And then she turned and looked at me.
Me; a meagre man who knew no lady fair,
Nor one of care as she snaps my heart asunder.
Beauty flew up to that sinister sky,
Her lips were dark with mad desire,
And then she turned and started to cry.
Cry; a crude curse who knew no mortal smile,
Nor one so vile as she scars my aura in fire.
Beauty stood up on that scarlet skin,
Her locks were rouge with quiet rain,
And then she turned and walked on sin.
Sin; a sordid spirit who knew no lover true,
Nor one in clue as she saves me from my pain.
ANOTHER CONTEST! READ PRIZES!So. Um. Yeah. another contest.ANOTHER CONTEST! READ PRIZES!3 years ago in Personal More Like This
No need to ask me if you can enter. The answer is YES!
Draw Splatter Paw on/with her computer! It's that simple!
Splatter Paw: http://snowdrop-the-kitty.deviantart.com/gallery/38976725
I love chibis.
Please make it transparent if you can, if you can't make it white and i'll make it transparent.
I'd love her name to be in it somwhere.
And please make it 400x400 to 600x600 in size.
If you make an animation it must be a .gif image.
Now for the prizes:
A one month premium membership(or 396)
A picture of you Ponysona(or your character ponyfied)
A journal doll
A journal Doll
Sorry 2nd and 3rd prizes aren't that great but i am using my points for 1st.
Any donations are welcome.
If you win you may give your prize to another deviant. :3
NO DEADLINE YET!
Forever and AlwaysForever and Always3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Some boys are thugs
Others are duds
Some girls are mean
Others are unseen
But don't worry
And don't hurry
Your prince charming will come soon
And take you away under the harvest moon
So be quiet and listen
Because you don't want to miss him
Monster inside my headI have a monster in my headMonster inside my head3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and it wants to come out
You've fed it, it has grown
from your actions did it sprout
I try to hold it back
but it's so utterly mad
I can't hold it back
it's the worst I've had
Stronger and stronger
It breaks apart my walls
I can't hold it back
My final barrier falls
It fights, it kicks
it bites, now you fall
You've had it coming
for yet another call
You push me around
now you will get it back
run away if you can
it's your skull I'll crack
This monster inside
I will no longer hide
it has destroyed its cage
you will feel all my rage
Open WoundsOpen Wounds3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
life is but an open wound
forever drowining us
people are foolish
to think that they can stop us
but they cant
each one of us is filled with flaws
good and bad
we are different
yet the same
no one can truely see
what we see
they will never understand
there might be others like us
but we are alone
The Poem Without a NameWhat if leaves watch as people fall,The Poem Without a Name3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Or paintings stare at them from the wall
While music,silently,listens to us all
In the night,when the moon admires this world
And the wind trembles because of the cold
That rests in a human's mind, a darkness untold.
Maybe books read us page after page
At times when we lock ourselves in a cage
Enjoying the stoyline until it causes damage
Nightmares are the ones frightened by humans
And the clouds just cry on our shoulders
Liberating, throwing their liquid treasures.
How about summer's impatience to meet you?
Or a movie composing its actors and a review
About a sculpture perfecting its artist
And a canvas coloring its painter with mist
What if I sit back, and let the sheet continue it
While the reader struggles to write until infinite.
Wasted Words.Wasted Words.Wasted Words.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We wait for the last possible moment.
Even when confronting our opponents.
How we truly feel.
We hide behind our counterfeit expressions.
Conceal and contain our countless confessions.
Failing to announce,
What our mouths long to pronounce.
We purposely squander opportunities.
Maintaining our positions within our communities.
Avoiding any disclosure,
Reducing the risk of exposure.
We use humour to dilute what we actually say.
Because the truth does not have to be revealed today.
We know there always is a tomorrow,
So today has not got to be filled with sorrow.
We wait and wait.
Stall and prolong.
Until it’s too late
And the moment has gone.
There is never a convenient time.
For us to say what is really on our minds.
It takes the sight of a death bed.
I'd Be Pretty If I'd Just...I'd be pretty if I'd just smileI'd Be Pretty If I'd Just...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If I'd cut my hair a certain way
And cover myself up in that chemical crap you call make-up
But did you ever think that just maybe...
I don't wanna be pretty
That I just wanna be me
Who cares if no one ever calls me beautiful
Who cares if I'm never asked to dance
Hell I don't even know how to dance anyway
I don't care how the world sees me
I only care how I see me
And I think there's nothing wrong with the girl in the mirror
Sure she doesn't smile much but that's cause she's going through hell
Her face may look plain without any make-up
But that's just the way I like it
An old pair of jeans
The first t-shirt could find
My hair in a braid
I'm ready to go
To where no one cares just what I look like
Least of all me
It's a barn full of horses
That's where I choose to spend my days
Where no one cares about what I wear
Where I never have to hear "I'd be pretty if I'd just..."
Human Nature When you are young,Human Nature3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they will treat you with the softness of spring.
They will guide you through the winter winds and
over snowy hills, admiring the brilliance of your
midday innocence; pulling daisies from the earth
just to place them in your hair. And they will
whisper to each other of how beautiful you are.
When you grow older,
they will treat you with the indifferences of autumn.
They will urge you from the complacency of your own
fleeting fulfillments, and they will watch your
brilliance fade with the swiftness of the sky. You
will shed your fragile childhood with the colors of
the trees, and you will learn to face the winter winds
without their guiding arms. And they will whisper to
each other of how beautiful you are.
When you are grown,
they will treat you with the coldness of winter. They
will leave you bare and naked before the ravenous wolves,
expecting you to fend for your own forgotten brilliance,
asking why you've kept those wilting daisies in your hair.
A New FeelingA New Feeling3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your hair glows like the purest snow
on a cold pale night
Your eyes linger on my lips
begging, inviting me with the fire in your eyes
A new feeling bursts into my body, I feel it down to the core
I'm falling for you, everyday even more
Thinking about you, so far away
Waiting, I feel so alone
I finally found someone, and hes already gone
I will see him again, the day will come
and when I do, we will become one
I was tempted, with that look in your eyes
That fiery gaze, with it I could die
My lips met yours, and it was so sweet
Savory and sinister, soon again we will meet...
All EndsIf you cut you'll bleedAll Ends3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If you bleed you'll die
If you're sad you'll smile
And if you smile it's a lie
If you lie you'll live
If you live you'll die
If you cheat you'll win
And if you win you'll cry
If you cry you'll lose
If you lose you'll die
If you run you'll stay
And if you stay you'll fly
If you fly you'll fall
If you fall you'll die
'Cause no-one will catch you
If your life is a lie.