EmptyThe apartment was empty, it had been for years now. Walking through the front door he found the rooms undisturbed, as though lying in a cryogenic sleep forever preserved. It was eerie how untouched everything was, it felt as though he were stepping into the past, although this past was much more bleak than the one he liked to remember. This past was a lonely one.
Flipping the light switch the bulbs and wiring buzzed with age; it took a moment for the room to settle into a constant lighting as the bulbs flickered, but once it had he proceeded to venture deeper into the apartment.
The dishes were stacked in a neat pile next to the sink rather than the cupboards and the table had been set for two. He could remember doing this each night,a calm mechanical procedure he’d performed without hope there would be a recipient for the other plate, then scraping the uneaten platter of food into the trash and washing both dishes, placing them at the top of their respective stac
Hold My HandI can be quite emotionalHold My Hand2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And you can be quite emotionless
And I envy your strength
But you don't understand my weakness
My time around you has toughened me greatly
But still I believe
It's just not enough
Will be ever stand on equal footing
Or will you always tower over me
But perhaps that's how it's meant to be
You'll stand tall and I in your shadow
Because I always want to be near you
You'll hold my hand and pull me along
Because despite your sturdy walls
I think I've finally found your core
I think that this could work...
Precious TreasureMy heart is mine to keepPrecious Treasure2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or mine to give away
And I never intended
To lose it to a guy like you
I fear what could become of it
Should you realize
Just what it is you hold
Because despite how much I care
I doubt you feel the same
That thing I lost so carelessly
Is the thing I treasure most
So please don't break it
Just treat it with care
Don't change the way you act
Or think I've changed at all
I'm still the same
And wouldn't have you any other way
I'd rather we just stayed friends
Kept things as they were
So until you notice my precious treasure
That I lost to you bit by bit
I won't point it out
But neither will I take it back
Because now it belongs to you.
Complete MeWhen the world just seems to be against youComplete Me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And not a single ear can hear your screams
Who will be there and finally rescue
A soul that chooses to go to extremes
Would you stay to comfort and to console
Or would you flee, afraid of what awaits
Sometimes it is hard to release control
And often those gentle voices berate
The opinions expand all on their own
Your thoughts aren't good enough to belong here
So they exclude you until you're alone
Maybe one day a heart will venture near
Holding me tight and embracing me sweet
Accepting me, finally, I'm complete.
CreationI wield my pen and pencilCreation2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my weapons of choice in this world so deserted.
On this paper I pour out what's left
of my soul and my thoughts
hoping one day my words will strike a nerve.
A cord deep inside you
that urges you to listen with your heart.
Can a heart so numb and tired
reach out and touch another
Am I so far gone that
to create something so beautiful
that it could echo with my fears
is out of the question?
Will I pass in and out of this world
So this is my creation.
Listen with your entire being
and listen without judgements.
Can you feel the emotion I send
or have I failed yet again
to be heard by a heart as troubled as mine...
Broken InsideBroken Inside3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm so hurt
So broken inside
My world falls down
But no one cares
The tears roll down
And you try to help
But your words won't do
All the same
You can't understand
The pain I feel
The pressure I'm under
My façade cracks
And the mask comes off
The lectures and lies
They all get old
I've heard it all
But no matter your phrasing
It won't make me better
Why can't you just listen
This won't go away
Nobody loves me
Or at least not enough
Who cares if I'm tired, depressed, or sad
It's all just old news
You want something fresh
The tears just keep coming
I sob in the silence
When no one can hear
For I'm broken inside
And no bandage can heal me
The sorrow engulfs
I'm alone in the struggle
Someone please help me
Before it's too late
InsanityI'm perfectly fineInsanity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Carry on about your lives
I'll just be here
No need to worry
Ignore the blood stains
I assure you they aren't mine
But rest easy knowing
They deserved what they got
For I'm not crazy
And I'm not insane
I'm perfectly fine
I'm perfectly healthy
The voices aren't made up
They simply choose to speak to me
Telling me the truths
Of this awful world
I swear I'm not lying
I know myself better than you
And I say:
I haven't gone mad
My knives aren't used on me
But that doesn't mean
I'll use them on you
Just don't call me crazy
And I won't have to prove you wrong
For blood never lies
And once you have none
It'll speak the truth
To both you and me
And the truth is:
I'm not insane...
Red DressEmotions bubbleRed Dress2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and then deplete
yet still I struggle
to feel complete.
Should not death
be more complex
than the fading of one's breath
as still we feel its last effect?
Who could think
it'd be so easy
that all you'd have to do is blink
before these thoughts would make you queasy?
Simple as the twitching
of a madman's finger
no amount of stitching
will heal the feelings that like to linger.
Regret, remorse, and anger
events like this are horrid
destroying every anchor
in a world so very morbid.
Who could guess
and who could say
the beauty of their red dress
in a world compiled of simple shades of gray.
Truth isTruth is i'll never think i'm good enough for you.Truth is2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll always think there's someone out there who'd treat you better
Who wouldn't need fixing or protecting
Someone who wasn't such an emotional roller-coaster
And when you meet that person...
You'll realize what i've always known.
And you'll leave me.
She Wore Flowers in her HairShe wore flowers in her hair.She Wore Flowers in her Hair2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And handed out free smiles.
And nobody ever really knew,
That she thought nobody cared.
That she'd walk a thousand miles,
To find a sky that was truly blue,
Grass that was a little greener,
To only hear someone tell her,
"I love you."
But that day hadn't came,
Not even when her golden hair became gray.
Until she met a fair haired girl.
She wore flowers in her hair,
And handed out free smiles.
And the lady really knew,
How the girl thought nobody cared,
That nobody could see through
The smiles and the happier than real life lies.
The lady knew she'd walk a thousand miles,
Just to find a sky that was truly blue,
And grass that was greener,
And so the lady became her best friend,
Who she called her godmother.
"I love you."
SnowflakesAs my black shoes tread the bright white sheetsSnowflakes4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That have covered the silent streets
My black suit enters the cold, dark night
and my feet leave traces in the snow outside
The town is still quiet, my heart beats
with excitement from all the Christmas treats
I walk home happy, and on a high
While all around me, the snowflakes fly
The moon so bright, the snow so white
Together they lighten up the night
A snow-covered town, a bright moon's crescent
Still make the perfect Christmas present.
The Last DetentionI've spent too many years sittingThe Last Detention2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in the back of a classroom.
We see thousands of chalkboard faces
in the evening haze of rush hour traffic.
The nicest days of the year always happen
when our Teachers give us detention.
We can't be trusted to punish ourselves.
Grab a stick of chalk and begin.
100 times- I will not cheat on my husband.
100 times- I will not miss my nephew's soccer game so I can drink alone.
100 times- I will not leave smaller tips for the older, less attractive waitresses.
100 times- I will finally get the courage to kiss her tonight.
100 times- I will tell him it is over if he hits me again.
100 times- I will not be weak.
100 times- I will notice the sky today.
100 times- I will invite the widow in 5A to Christmas Dinner.
100 times- I will call my sister.
100 times- I will learn the difference between what is worth fighting for and what isn't.
100 times- I will ask my co worker how he is doing and actually care.
100 times- I will do more than just get by.
What if there
May it Grow Like a WeedImagine the heart is a dandelion, now,May it Grow Like a Weed2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sending its pieces out with a gentle breath.
Hope is the wind,
carrying seeds of ardor to fertile ground,
so what once was blank landscape
becomes fields of flowers.
Wise JudgementPractice caution nowWise Judgement8 months ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Broken glass is dangerous
Tender hearts are too
SmileIgnore the painSmile2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Don't let them see
The agony you're in
They'll lock you up
And pretend to understand
While taking careful notes
Studying your actions
Like a abnormal rat
So mask it with a smile
And don't let on to the truth
That you're dying inside
They'll be non the wiser
And you'll continue on in life
Friends and family alike
They think they'll be there
Ready to support you
But they all react the same
We need help
Or so they say
So shake your head
Let the sparkle hit your eyes
So they don't see the tears
You're fine, you tell them all
Then turn around and cry
Soon the questions stop
Because they think they know
Because a smile
Says a thousand lies.
Why I Can't Love YouI want nothing moreWhy I Can't Love You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Than for you to be mine
And for me to be yours
But something is hindering me
It is blocking my feelings
And I cannot be
Yours even if you wanted me to
Because more than anything
I fear losing you
With every one I've lost
And all that has gone astray
How could I not?
They are battling silently
The hope of loving you
And the fear inside me
I don't know which will win
But inside it's tearing me apart
And I want to let you in
But I can't let you inside
I'm afraid once we get close
You'll leave me and no longer be mine
So until I can figure this out
Please, please wait for me
Because I just might overcome this doubt
SilenceEngulfing and tauntingSilence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It whispers the truth
Try as you might
You can't fight yourself
The words are your own
They come from yourself
The longer you ignore them
The louder they grow
Until all you hear
Are the shouts of your heart
Turn up the volume
Disrupt all the quiet
Shove off the whispers
That pester your mind
Repeat all the lies
Until your convinced
Make sure to keep busy
So your thoughts can't wander
So the whispers don't return
Louder this time
They shatter your ears
Quiet this time
They haunt your dreams
There's no way to win
The silence is right
The lies that your feeding
They won't hold up forever
Maybe it's time
To let out the truth.
DisgustedDisgusted? More like distrusted.Disgusted2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forget me, don't forgive me.
Look back, but don't come back.
Loneliness, and desperation.
You'll never be forgotten, but I won't remember.
I'll look away, the person I knew is gone anyway.
Paint the DreamsEvery night, on the insides of my eyelids,Paint the Dreams2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I paint the Universe with the ink set of imagination
And the charcoal sticks of memory,
Then flip it upside down and the wrong way round
And let it snag into focus-
On my sleeping synapses, the branches of the Inspiration Tree .
In my ivory skull-box of random echoes,
Every melody, every voice, is re-written and rescored,
For a symphony of electricity, crisscrossing nerves ,
And running down, like liquid lightning
Into the ears of the dormant soul.
Here, this is that part of my chaotic desk
Where I re-write physics to suit myself,
Redesign monsters and angels to my own specifications
Until the lines between them are blurred out of recognition.
In this drawer, I keep my nightmares
Under layers of fine, crinkled tissue paper, bound with laughter
And interspersed with the dead bodies of silk butterflies
This rack, here, holds the satin ribbons and velvet strings
Of the slipping, crackling madnesses that only come out when I call