Over IndulgentThere was a time for us. I haven't written about you in a while. There was a time when I wrote about you every day. I missed you. Now, I just want someone to hug. You don't hug me. You haven't hugged me in a long time.
There was a time when you hated people. You hated them for me and for my honor. You said that they disrespected me and you didn't like them for it. I was proud and happy and content with you and you alone. I was happy to have someone so devoted to me. Someone to ring my cause before I knew I had one.
I still have people that ring my cause. People that stand up for me and hate on my behalf. It is different now because they hate you. They hate you for what you did to me. For what you said. For the year of grieving that you did not deserve. They hate you and you will never be welcomed back to my cause. I vetoed your exile. I tried to leave the door open for your return. They came back with a super majority. The override came swiftly. You don't want back and they don't want
Love Thy NeighborHe is coming around, again. I can see him walking by my shrubs. He leans into his turn. Positions his body to fit his flight path to my front door. I'm not even sure if he touched the steps and he is on my porch. Feet planted squarely on my generic welcome doormat, his momentum transfers smoothly into his arm as his fist briskly makes a triple appearance against my maple barrier to the world hub.Love Thy Neighbor4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He's quiet now, focused. He works on hiding his frown so that he can put on his neighbor face. He's here once a week, to complain. He has tried three times to start a neighborhood standards watch. He tells you what to do and tries to make it sound like a suggestion.
I know he is focused because I told him twice to fuck himself. He cares about the appearance of things. There is the way things are and there is whatever is in his head. He always thinks I should be doing something different. He probably wants me to water my lawn. It had started to lose color, a few days ago, and I haven't had to m
They Call It LoveThe world blows along our mending heartsThey Call It Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Derided by the whispering sound
Where cradles sink bare, drowning with the used
Eclipsed with the sun by a cruel, smut heart
Ash pastures exist blindly, a pitiless snow
So invasive to reveal in the smile of a man
The feeling is there, but obviously smitten
Plagued with the love by a cruel, smut heart
Melting mountains now waterfalls, wine out of a glass
Pouring like a wound into the eyes of an epiphany
In love and in care, yet maddened inside
Just falling past the void by a cruel, smut heart
Winded skies sink to meadows, breathless, in pain
Gasping in its apparitions that circle the clouds
Flawless in pride, descending towards hell
Infatatuated by a girl with a cruel, smut heart
Jack and SallyStitch my heart with the woes you've created,Jack and Sally5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So it may let me know you love me,
Your inability to feel in an impossible rumor,
Because your eyes say otherwise,
Our hearts thread dreams like mystical spider-webs,
Under a lifeless sky towards birth,
Let us sing to the moon our tricky sonnets,
So it may open each door.
Those unissued dwellings.
So everyday may be our own liberty.
You'll Never Understand...You'll never understand...You'll Never Understand...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I'm glad you don't.
Because that would mean
You'd have to go through my pain.
And I'd never wish that
Am I Good Enough...?Legs crossed on a cold basement floor,Am I Good Enough...?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood stains painting my flesh,
The wounds deeper than ever before,
A white gown now a short black dress.
Long tangled hair clinging to my tears
Wind howling through the trees,
Moonlight painting a sky so clear,
And darling, I'm going to be set free.
My fingers scratch at the blood on my skin,
A delightful pain at the thought of a touch,
And hey, everyone who said I wasn't worth it,
Now am I good enough?
Sick of societyI may live inside my own, twisted universeSick of society3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I may change, sometimes for the worst.
What's normal to me is not normal for you.
Sometimes I just do what I need to do.
Behind a brick wall, I hoped someone would break it
I threw out my heart hoping someone would take it.
But I got tired of hiding and tired of hating
And instead of throwing myself at every guy, I'm waiting.
I'm sick of the person I tried to be
So basically, here I am, I will be me
I'm sick of the hatred, would you not agree?
.. Basically I'm sick of society.
Too cold for angels to flyWith her bare feet she stood in the snow.Too cold for angels to fly4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Her footsteps led back to a grey building.
She had just walked out of the front door without anyone noticing her.
Her brown curls hung loosely around her white spotted face.
She remembered her mother had told her to comb it, but it wasn't necessary.
The cold snowflakes brushed her face.
It was very cold outside, almost too cold, but she didn't notice.
Her fingers felt the soft material of her dress.
The dress was a bit too short for her liking, but she didn't care.
She looked back once more at the building.
Her family was in there, crying probably.
But she couldn't go back now. Not anymore.
She looked up to the sky and saw the moon.
Suddenly she was gone.
The little girl standing behind her swore she saw feathers flutter to the ground.
Stars for HerI showed you how many stars saturate the skyStars for Her4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We trekked like Pilgrims finding the shore
We jumped in a lake and swam until numb
Our joy challenged the sun
You think I’m irresponsible
I showed you my soul
We laid in quiet anticipation of past days
We grasp elements of events and conversations
Our thoughts swelled with philosophy and beauty
You think I am lazy
I showed you my love
We ate and danced to the merriment of each other
We swore to the future and dreamed of possibilities
Our minds struggled to sooth-say but still we tried
You think I lack passion
I am a labelI slid the blade across my wristI am a label3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Again and again.
Maybe I’m an emotional freak.
I cause fights and arguments
Maybe I’m a troublemaker.
I use make up to make myself seem
Maybe I’m girly.
I complain about things
Even when sometimes
Maybe I’m an attention seeker.
I fall under so many
So maybe I am a label.
I’m just me.
Cinquain - ExperienceTiger,Cinquain - Experience5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
barred at the mouth.
Tearing down golden gates-
of innocence, your nature is
Who Gave My Innocence Rabies?(and if I begged you, would it make this any less important?)Who Gave My Innocence Rabies?5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Give it to me straight, shoot it from the hip.
and you're running through the fairgrounds with candied-apple stuck in your teeth. A silly, little child nibbling cotton-candy, entirely unaware. have they forgotten to tell you?
it's poison. (sweetness wound from fiberglass) fluffy acid clouds, and they may taste like rainy
Mommy, He's LyingMommy, he said it, he said it was true.Mommy, He's Lying3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Mommy, he said it, he said "I love you."
Mommy, he said it, he said it was real
Mommy, please know how to think, how i feel
Mommy, this love is the truth, it's the way
Mommy, he said it, he said it today.
Mommy, he's lying, he's lying to me
Mommy, he's telling a lie, can't you see?
Mommy, he never did mean what he said
Mommy, his voice is pounding in my head.
Mommy, he's lying, his love isn't pure
Love's a disease and he's finding the cure.
Mommy, he's lying, what else can I say...
Mommy, he hit me, he killed me today.
Mommy, he lied to me, why did he lie?
Mommy, he lied through his tears, through his cries
Mommy, his lies I just couldn't see through
Mommy, he lied to me.
What'd I ever do?
TenderlyKill me tenderly.Tenderly4 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
I feel the bittersweet pain.
Write me a love song.
And Daddy always lied.My legs are covered in bruisesAnd Daddy always lied.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I have a scar by my left eye.
I’m not allowed to smile, though
And I’m not allowed to cry.
I think my right arm’s broken
But shh, don’t tell my dad.
He doesn’t like to worry bout me
When he’s already mad.
I have a burn on my left wrist
From when he pushed my arm
Against the stove, the hot, hot stove
And did a bit of harm.
I have a bear, a teddy bear.
He doesn’t have a name.
He makes me better every time
I’m feeling hurt and shame.
Today, my dad came home kind of late
A beer still in his hand.
I closed my eyes and waited.
He screamed, he shouted, and…
Well, my name is Mary Starr
And this is how I died.
But daddy always loved me.
And daddy always lied.
I Remember HerI Remember HerI Remember Her5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hey, I know her.
She's the one I tormented, bullied.
I never thought
I thought she'd be fine.
Hey, I know her.
She's the one I watched.
I watched come apart at the seams
I thought she'd be fine
Hey I know her.
She was my friend, was.
She started to change, so I didn't
I thought she'd be fine.
Hey, I know her.
No need to remember.
She is my friend.
I tried to help
I thought she'd be fine.
Hey, I know her, so familiar.
She's the one holding a gun.
I thought I'd be fine.
My poem to you.I met you through a new friend,My poem to you.5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I was so shy and scared then,
not really knowing what to do,
I was so lost, and there was you.
I denied our attraction, 'cause I always have,
but you always seemed to make me laugh,
doubting my feelings, I just didn't know,
what I wanted, and where to go.
But since the beginning, you took my hand,
guiding me so I would understand,
that you'd be there, every step of the way,
"I'll break your shyness", is what you'd say.
So I let you in a little more each day,
you still made me laugh (I'm still smiling away),
you talked to me more, than the friends you knew,
even though I was the outsider within our group.
I 'rejected' your hugs many a times,
(a personal joke that we now still find),
I just couldn't do it, don't ask my why,
I guess I was still just way too shy.
But it didn't stop you, not even close,
instead you built the trust that I needed most,
so I said yes, and you was so kind,
you knew I was scared, and you gave me time.
You started by asking
no exceptions.you took me in your armsno exceptions.5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
and you held me.
and it was safe.
you kissed me
and you promised me.
"i'll never leave you
i wish i could say the same.
If You Meet A ManNever meet a man at a crossroads.If You Meet A Man5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Never speek to the man at the crossroads...
For the Devil is with him
Should you find yourself at a crossroads
Speak to no man
Turn around and run as fast as you can
Never make a deal with a man at a crossroads
Nor shall you seal it with a lock of lips
For your soul shall take a trip
With the man you met at the crossroads
So, if you should find yourself at a crossroads...
For the Devil is with him.
PilgrimageChilde RolandPilgrimage5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
To the last tower came.
His mail was a twisting
His sidearm appeared
More of a gesture.
A Stanley knife
And selected verse.
He muttered blackly in his mirth;
Fi, fie, foh, fum.
I smell the blood
Of a million men.
If you are a victim...If you have ever faked a smileIf you are a victim...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Slit your wrist
Cried yourself to sleep
Wished yourself gone
Chased a dream (and lost it)
Ended up in a nightmare…
Turned away from your “friends”
Tortured yourself over an error
If you are a victim…
Remember to stay strong.
Because you’re only a survivor
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive tendencies, I feel it's time to hear
You were all I had when nothing else seemed to be near
Everything so out of reach, too far for me to see
I decided I would choose the needle next to me
Slicing through my very skin to feel something once more
Weeping through the satisfaction I could not ignore
Dear imagination, can't you be the thing you were?
i'm trying, i swear.i wish i could write you a poemi'm trying, i swear.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
about how you're perfect, how you
watch my laugh ignite, how you never leave.
i wish i could say you're perfect,
though all evidence proves you're not.
it could be even your eyes,brown/green orbs, were my favorites,
how i'd dive into them, as if assessing
all your truths.
but, truth is, i'm not so good
at assessing, at knowing, at
determining what is in your mind, however dismal.
and so i lost a battle i was not prepared to fight,
a battle i hadn't seen from the distance.
i lost you.
(or did you lose me?)
and the circumstances aren't from a lack of wanting,
of trying, because, goddammit, i tried
so damn hard to keep you around.
but you gave up, ka-put, done, we're done, we're lost, you're lost.
and i'm just the aftermath.
truth is, you don't deserve this poem.
you didn't deserve me. you still don't.
and i will make sure you know it, that i know it, and
that it never happens again.
Who.Is.She?Who.Is.She?Who.Is.She?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No words spoken,
A faded human,
Silent, innocent and unnoticed.
Who is she?
What's her name?
A classroom back-seater,
Of which she's invisible.
She's forgotten and unknown,
Did you know her?
Take a step back,
Admire her unseen beauty.
Her authentic, understanding eyes,
Her facial emotions of sadness,
Her longing for friendship and love,
Do you feel sorry for her?
And yet you do nothing...
You can't risk knowing an outsider,
Your reputation would sharply decrease, so you let her be.
Popularity queen are you?
Popularity should only be given as a reward for kindness and given only to those who deserve it.
It's not a reward for your heartless comments or harsh games, not even for your selfish confidence boost, just so you can bring someone elses crashing down.
There is only one word to describe you...