The Scars I've Caused A mirror before meThe Scars I've Caused3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Glinting in the light.
It reveals fresh wounds
That I created in the night.
I do not know this person
Who's crying eyes stare back at me.
I don't understand why she cries
Though my soul longs to see.
What happened to this ragged girl?
Where has her joy gone?
I put up a strong front
Just so she can get along.
Behind all the lies
And under blood stained sleeves,
Pealing away the plaster
I finally see the marks my blade leaves.
I hadn't meant to go so far
To hurt the mirrored girl
But I was lost in dark despair
Within life's hectic whirl.
Lost and lonely she shudders,
Afraid of what she'll do.
My reflection speaks with shivering sobs,
"What have I done to you?"
Love, Are You Still Breathing? Palms face down on the floor.Love, Are You Still Breathing?3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You cry into the dirty carpet
When you can't contain it anymore.
Shivering hands that just won't quit.
Dead leaves in the wind,
Breaking apart bit by bit.
Are You breathing?
Remember to inhale.
Did you forget how when you heard me leaving?
I'm sorry that I wasn't there
When you unwrapped yourself from the sheets.
And, the truth is i tried to care.
You're a beautiful disaster,
But beauty means nothing to me.
You just made my heart race faster.
Are you Breathing?
Remember to inhale.
Did you forget how when you heard me leaving?
You're still there, clutching the floor.
Is it keeping you alive?
Hopefully it is, because I've already closed the door.
I was no good for you.
Though you might not see it now.
You'll thank me for running when you do.
This Is My LifeThis is not my life.This Is My Life2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This heavy thing that trails behind me
Like a broken sail in the middle of the god damn ocean,
But this is not my sinking ship.
This life is not my life.
This storm is fueled by hurt and tears, it washes on deck,
It will not wreck me, it will not sink the unsinkable;
Because this is not my ship wreck.
This is not my voice on the wind,
It's just the wind howling, it's not my scream. Not today.
My throat is just sore from the salty tang of the air,
Surely my eyes are wet from ocean spray.
My feet will never slip over board.
I have perfect fucking balance, I will never fall.
This is not the wind rushing past my ears as I am flung from my chair,
It's just the roar of my own courage as I stand tall.
This is not my life.
This water that surrounds me now is just your embrace,
These bubbles that escape from my lips are just daydreams of your kiss.
I'm not fucking drowning, that's not the case.
This is not the darkness,
It's only the absence of light. Nothing is wron
New Suit, Black Tie. My Shadow and I.Some days it seems like my shadow is wearing me.New Suit, Black Tie. My Shadow and I.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
This jacket of self identity serves to hide the darkness underneath.
This skin is a cover story, a punchline to get your attention.
I smile sometimes to prove I still can, but all the truth hides behind my teeth.
I want to spit it out in angry words,
But angry words rarely cause anything but pain.
They leave behind ugly stains,
Masquerading as transparent black bruises, painting my skin.
Some days it seems like my shadow is wearing me.
Underneath these sleeves hides the darkest of sin.
I sold my soul for love and I had to chase down my shadow
To fill this empty space that my spirit left.
My spirit made of star dust, colored like the morning sun,
She spend years inside me with a loaded gun to shoot down those who dared to hurt me;
To shoot down those thoughts, to kill my demons. Even the ones I couldn't see,
But now it seems like my shadow is wearing me.
Broken Open- pt 1-Adauli/Lambski Fanfic The air seemed utterly cold and strangely still as Adam ran down the long sidewalk to where his car was parked. His body seemed to be running theoretical circles around his mind, All he could think about was sauli laying in a hospsital bed with tubes popping out everywhere and one of those artificial lung machines rising and falling in the corner. No matter how hard he tried he just couldn't shake the image. Finally He told himself that he was over reacting but deep down he knew that he wasn't.Broken Open- pt 1-Adauli/Lambski Fanfic4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He had decided to stay home that night to work on some unfinished lyrics even though Sauli was bound and determined to go out, he complained that they never went out together anymore on account of Adam being so busy with the new Album. Of course, that statement wasn't far from the truth. Adam had been abnormally busy the past month or so putting the finishing touches on his songs. Sauli was usually so understanding about his work so he was surprised when Sauli announced t
Things Grow When Left AloneIf we had check-ups every dayThings Grow When Left Alone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we would eventually be diagnosed
with everything, even the thoughts
intrinsic to our heart.
Our soul's desiring a disease in itself,
until we can love no more.
Love LetterThe pain that I spill from my wristLove Letter2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Is the ink on a letter I promised to never rewrite.
I sent a letter like that long ago,
but it came back all tight lips and clenched fists.
Now I'm bruised from the inside;
Knocked out from the pain of looking within.
I need to control this hurt and paint it on my skin.
Tonight I want to write that letter all over again.
I want to address it to you and hope it never returns,
hope it hurts when you read it; I hope it burns going down.
I want to bleed the black ink until I'm bled out.
I want to sign it at the bottom with "Love, Yours truly, forever."
I'll seal it with a faint kiss,
Just like I kiss your lips,
but this time I'll whisper goodbye.
FragileI know that you're broken,Fragile3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
And all your pieces are scattered,
I know that you're bruised,
And your pale skin is battered.
I can see the scars,
That you're trying to hide,
And I can see the hurt,
Burried beneath your pride.
You're barely holding together,
Your tattered, fraying threads,
The harder you try to keep it in,
The more the hole spreads.
Stop trying to battle alone,
When I'm here with sword in hand,
I can help you pick up the pieces,
There'll be nothing we can't withstand.
Don't give up the fight,
My friend who is so fragile,
Take my hand and let me hold you,
Let me love you for a while.
You think that it's not worth it,
And just want to give in,
So you run the blade down your arm,
Breaking your heavenly skin.
I wish that I could show you,
How much you mean to me,
But you just push me away,
And wallow in your debris.
Why can't you see what I see?
I think that you're amazing,
I love your scars, and your wounds,
And your eyes that are always blazing.
I am giving you my all,