Sprinting Towards Demise
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.
ShardsThe dream shatters around me like a broken mirror.Shards3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Pieces of you surround me, but nothing seems to be clear.
I'm still cleaning up the mess you made.
You should have put down your fear,
You could have stayed.
I'm done chasing.
I've stopped running.
Have you even noticed that I'm walking the other way?
I'm cut by the shards of what's left of who you were.
Red tears stain the surface while the world is in a blur.
Was It All A Lie?The funny thing is,Was It All A Lie?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You can walk past me
And totally ignore me
Acting like I don't exist
Without an inch of guilt in your black heart
After all the things we have been through
After all the times we have been there for each other
And you act like it never happened
The funny thing is,
You can look in the mirror
Thinking you're the best
Thinking you are too good for everyone
After all the things I have done for you
After all the things we have put each other through
Through thick and thin
And totally forget that I was once in your life
That you needed me
That you loved me
It's like you're a totally different person,
In a totally different universe,
You don't know me anymore,
You don't want to know me anymore,
You don't love me anymore,
So please tell me this,
Did you ever love me,
Or was that just another lie you told me?
Was it all a lie?
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.
LostI walked in. The room swirled around me. The bare desolate walls splashed with muddy brown paint. It was as if the walls were gossiping about me, my ears began to burn. The high ceilings white as paper closing in on me. The window blew open the slight breeze lifting my hair. The sofa sat at a side looking as if it was whispering to the walls. Its cushioning arms looking rigid. A grand painting was stuck on the wall. It was a painting I couldn't understand. The vivid colours collided in to each other. Its frame was rigid and stiff like it had been hung there for years. The painting stood out, it wasn't supposed to be here. As i glanced around the room the fact that I was alone came back to me. The feeling of alienation crept over me.Lost3 years ago in Settings More Like This
Suddenly the wind began howling with anger and desperation. The curtains shivering like the wind and coldness affected them. I wrapped my coat around me the piercing wind biting at my delicate skin. I felt uneasy. The blood
Who will suicide hurt?Empty and cold insideWho will suicide hurt?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is this all that's left
This narration inside my mind
The ability to have these thought is the only thing keeping me alive
What would it be without them
No pain to think about
Nothing to worry about
I wouldn't need to cry anymore
I'd still be empty, but atleast I wouldn't have to know it
I can't cry anyway
There are no tears left inside
It's like my sorrow is too much to express
But would others cry
What about my parents, my friends, my one true love, would they cry
My parents wouldn't shed a tear
I have to friends to shed tears for me
For me, there exists no one true love
There is no lover to shed a tear for me
I was scared I'd hurt someone, but there is no one to hurt
If there is no one to shed a tear for me, than why should I shed a tear for myself
Not That DayNo one wants to remember their worst nightmare.Not That Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one wants to relive the pain.
No one wants to go back to a time without joy.
No one may want to, but the memories remain.
There was a time when I trusted people.
There was a time when I let others inside.
There was a time when every bruise was accidental.
There was a time, but that time is long past.
Maybe some day I'll have the will to live.
Maybe some day I'll learn to love again.
Maybe some day my scars will heal.
Maybe some day, but today is not that day.
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!"
Don't I deserve it?Why is the flesh so fragile?Don't I deserve it?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Soft skin turns to jagged red lines
The day before the snow came
Three years ago so similar
Right to this day, before the moon came out
This life I live, it frightens them
One week ago I finally went insane
I cut some more jagged lines
Right down to the bone, my love
I hope this hurts you
As much as it hurts me every day
Don't I deserve it, my love?
After all, I blame you
All of my insecurities, spoon fed
Only by you, my sweet love
So go home, let me rest
Do I not deserve it, my love?
The Story of Girls and BoysSee that girl?The Story of Girls and Boys4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She made him smile on his worst days,
She stayed up to talk to him every night.
He made mistakes but she forgave him always,
He ignored her - he knew that wasn't right.
He didn't care, took her love for granted;
He expected her to always just be there.
She liked him but she wasn't what he wanted,
He dated other girls, she tried not to care.
Finally, she left, didn't want to wait forever
She found a better guy who liked her too.
This guy saw her potential, he adored her;
His intentions with her were honest and true.
Seeing them together made him realize something:
Without her, he was stuck in a lonely world.
All he had left was the memory of her leaving,
He had lost out on one amazing, special girl.
Simply YouA complexion unadorned with the demons of society.Simply You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Eyes with gentle waves that cleanse me of worry.
Lips as delicate as the petal of a rose.
A smile so bright the moon is full with envy.
Laughter that fills my ears with the most beautiful of melodies.
A soul of age, of wisdom, and of strength.
A heart that pounds with love for you.
You're worth waiting forLet’s take it slow, if you want us to growYou're worth waiting for3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our love is our gentle abode, and I just want you to know
That my patience is unknown, but for you, I will hold
I’ll just have to flow, and always remain with hope
Because much time has already passed
And a lot has happened, so sudden and fast
But with each moment, we get closer and forget the past
With each mistake, we start growing, with each, we understand
But now that patience is a big part of my life
I hope that one day, you'll also be mine
It could take a while, it could also be soon
But none of that really matters, because I truly belong to you
The Error of My Ways.The Error of My Ways.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
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...
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
Wolf's HowlThe sweet soundWolf's Howl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like music to the ears
They tell the tale
About their day
They never break a tune
Like a smooth melody
They howl together
to make a strong tune
Don't make a sound
You'll interrupt the most
That drifts you off to sleep
The quiet onesThe Quiet OnesThe quiet ones3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It's the quiet ones you have to watch out for:
the ones who sit in class, doodling in their notebooks.
Alone they're harmless and keep to themselves.
But don't be fooled, their brains are a flurry of activity.
Put two or more of them together, and you'll wonder what the heck happened.
These "quiet ones" start talking, start plotting.
They've planned each other's brutal deaths....multiple times.
They've discussed the zombie apocalypse....and how they'd start it.
The end of the world has four backup plans....to ensure its demise.
And you can almost guarantee your death has been penciled in for next Tuesday.
So be careful, 'cause it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.
Angel TearsImagine a raindrop is an angel's tearAngel Tears3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Falling from heaven on Gaia's mortal fear
Weeping in unity their children's lost soul
Heaven's pure spirit evil now doth control
Eden of rapture consumed by time's flow
A lost utopia where gluttony doth grow.
Alluring serpent's lair humans covet the bait
Devourer of truth so poisoned with hate
Innocence now lost in maelstrom of desire
Purity long blackened by greed's hungry fire
The spirit debased evil darkens the heart
The nefarious abductor tears the soul apart
The moment approaches the farmer shall reap
Love now eternal for faithful lost sheep
Gnashing of teeth those left in despair
Time now elapsed for repentance and prayer
Renounce the darkness and take gentle heed
Embrace the truth be the Lamb's seed
Poem: The World Looks Better With My Eyes ClosedThe World Looks Better With My Eyes ClosedPoem: The World Looks Better With My Eyes Closed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I know the dark underbelly of this place
I know the black underneath the sun
I've lived the horror of the nights
I know how this world works
And I know that it looks better
With my eyes closed
Starving children and homeless families
Are living among us and around us
The tragedies of this place will never go away
The hurricanes and tornadoes never cease
The crying eyes and broken hearts
Will never leave
I could think back
And remember all the lights
But I still know
The world looks better with my eyes closed
Ignorance is bliss, it's sad but true
To see the earth through a child's eyes
Would be quite a wonder
Everything so pure and innocent
It seems though,
The older we get
The better we used to be
All we do is deny it all
Continuing to let all of
The potheads and whores
Walk around, self-absorbed
I see the horror of the younger generation
It's unfolding right in front of us all
Yet there's nothing we can do to stop it
Try and try, we'll
Sons and Daughters of The RevolutionSons and Daughters of The Revolution3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A Hierarchy lost in translation,
laid out before us, but so forgotten.
Lord forgive us our folly,
Such great division,
for reasons many.
To my human eyes,
the scorching history,
wayward amid all anarchy.
Fractions to masses,
to lead and wage war.
The eternal struggle,
to which we are oblivious,
but so highly involved.
Lord forgive me,
as I fear my efforts are in vain.
It and the MaskIt and the Mask3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I feel like I'm wearing a mask.
A mask of normality.
Of the appearance that I know who I am.
Or that I know what I want.
But I am none of those.
Which is why I'm wearing these masks.
One of which I change every day.
This one is a mask of care.
A mask of sorrow.
A mask of feelings.
A mask of beauty.
The other is glued to my face permanently.
Until he or they or she removes it.
This other mask hides the hider.
I need someone.
Someone who knows how to get to my core and break my walls down entirely.
Someone who cares enough to do so.
Someone who won't accept no.
Someone who sees past rejection to the scared little girl yelling from a megaphone to seem louder than the voice I was actually given.
I need It.
I know It.
But I can't reach It.
Until It reaches me.
I'm nothing without It.
I'm nothing at all.
I'm certainly not enough to warrant the attention of It.
So I'll wear this mask of shame and distrust until It rips it from my shattered flesh.
Please, oh ple
If We Would Only LoveIf We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us ToIf We Would Only Love4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
Then Mankind Would See A Better Life
Void Of Evil Greed And Strife
The World Would Be A Beautiful Place To Live
If We Would Only Learn To Give
Instead We Take And Desire Of Things
Not Blessed By HIM Who Love Did Bring
HE Came And Said My Brother Man
Accept This Gift From The Golden Lamb
Some Did Listen To The Words HE Said
Others Did Laugh And Turned Their Head
As They Nailed HIM To A Cross Of Wood
Still HE Blessed Them As Only HE Could
The Years Have Passed Since That Holy Day
When HE Walked The Earth Taking Sin Away
If We Would Only Love As HE Wants Us To
Then Our Spirits Would Soar Our Souls Renew
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.
Aristotle Got It Right"By nature,Aristotle Got It Right3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
we are all political animals."
I deem this norm-owl, for my ears
listen in earnest dog-mantic predictions
which stretch out pass the fiscal cliff;
like an ELE-infant based upon distance.
Abandoning divinity for Maud-lien attempts
to reduce pressure through oppression - tense;
like a turtle shell. . . coral-lading communes
in prides of prancing ant-elopes.
'Tis his-story acquaint to the oystered-us
in speech, in skill and in pursuits of free. . .
dumb. Chirped from post-poaching sea-sons
hunting up for those who mar-sue, people.
Charlie fox-plot towards the pleasure
mauling - hue-main Hun-duress;
disowning. Rich, you-all for inclination,
the bare-inn, ripe with cent-impede. . .
Petraeus, animals have linear currency
to the kings and queens of sanity.
BLISSBLISS3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To look into his eyes—
Those that scheme your own demise—
Is to relinquish every selfish desire
To go so far
As to blindly light your own funeral pyre
And only relish
In that lavish gift of insanity
To crave his glances,
His graces, his subtle advances
Is to delve into unforgiving vanity
To sigh into his embrace—
Your mind gone away without a trace—
Is to be consumed wholly and completely
To give in and
Suffocate in silence—alone—discretely
And with bated breath
Love the very essence of what is him
To carve out your own heart
Bury it with him—to never be apart
Is to sicken yourself with sweetest sin
To cherish one last kiss—
Is to die—in loathsome bliss
HeroineSometimes,Heroine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she tries to fall into the night,
tipping her strawberry heart
like a tea bag into hot waters-
always scolding herself
kissing ocean beds.
Her hips, tides rolling
towards the antagonists
of myths & legends.
with a thousand leagues
of sea behind her eyes,
she will always save herself.