Screaming from the BalconyFeel the need to bleed for me
To bleed for life and liberty
Apart from pain, and guilt that holds
Refrain from touching divers golds
You live your lives accordingly
Fight to survive, and to be free
Don't let that right slip through your hands
Applaud and clap from within your stands
A speech, a speech, a speech, a speech
Time to practice what I preach
He stares at all the people out
He opens his mouth, but..
words wont come out....
A Path For The HumbleAssaulted daily, and forgotten foreverA Path For The Humble2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Flies high for a moment, then bombarded by weather;
A nameless soul whose path was chosen
Fighting daily in mind, but in body, still frozen;
Disowned by the strong, accepted by the weak
Falls like rain, but thunders when he speak;
Taller than most, but goes with the small
low the low road so no pain when he fall;
"Whom shall I send?" He stood in the back
Accepted the call, and picked up the slack;
A soldier whose isn't worthy of title
Whose God is real, no worshiping idols;
Traded the world for rags and scrap
But lives this life to avoid the trap;
A mind of a rebel, and a heart of a champ
A fire that burns in a soul not damp;
I follow a path--content, no mumble...
A truth path chosen by the lowly and humble.
Because Being Broken Is EasyiBecause Being Broken Is Easy2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's been six thousand three hundred and fifteen days since I have been here and only approximate three hundred days in my entire life I spent with him. He's always busy. He says he has work to do.
It's been nine hundred and eighty-two days since everything started falling apart.
Six hundred and fifty-seven days since I lasted talked to you. You said it was over and walked away without a reason. I watched as you walked with such grace, out of my life.
Five hundred and seventy-five days, seven hours, twenty-three minutes and seven seconds since he broke my heart again; make that forty-seconds. I saw him smiling at her. I should be happy for him, right? But why do I feel a pang of jealousy every time I see them? Five hundred and seventy-five days, seven hours, twenty-four minutes and fifty-one seconds and it still hurts. Fifty-seven seconds.
Two hundred and ninety-three days when she stopped talking to me. I loved her like a sister but she left too. People always
I'm Sick Of Love Songs...I'm so sick of love songs,I'm Sick Of Love Songs...3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They made me think that,
For some reason, you loved me too.
Sick of writing, every word I write,
Reminds me of you,
Don't you get it?
I'm fighting emotions,
I only wanted your heart,
The only compensation,
I guess it's just a game of Jenga to you.
Watch as my pieces fall,
Watch as my pieces fall.
Maybe love is an illusion to our eyes?
An illusion hidden inside,
You probably never wake up,
And think of me, right?
I'm sick of you.
As much as I'll miss you,
I want you to disappear.
The Bracelet ProjectI saw this on tumblr... I thought I'd share it with all of you.The Bracelet Project2 years ago in Personal More Like This
“The Bracelet Project.
Each disorder has a color that corresponds to it.
Anorexia is Red.
Bulimia is Purple.
EDNOS is Pink.
Depression is blue.
Self harm is Orange or Black.
Fasting at the time is Green.
Suicidal is Yellow.
Overweight/Obese is Turquoise.
Anxiety/Panic disorder/OCD is Teal.
Adding 1 white bead means you’re trying to recover.
If your bracelet is half of the color that your disease is and half white it means you’re in recovery.
You can also make the strand the main disorder you have then add beads to your lesser disorders, or if you have EDNOS, if you have more anorexic or bulimic tendencies then you can add a red or purple bead.
If you see a girl in public wearing one, you are supposed to make eye contact and point to your bracelet. If she nods then you know she is part of the bracelet project.
Spread awareness about the bracelet project.”
mine is blue, with a red, pink, black and
Love and LossIn these bright blue depthsLove and Loss2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.
But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery
Half of my heart aching in longing
Convincing my mind
That we were made for each other.
The other half crying out
Trying to be heard
Over the passion of the other.
Wary and cautious;
Urging me to step backwards
And seek out
What drew us apart
All those years ago.
This Is Why I Stay Quiet.The one time I finally stand up for me.This Is Why I Stay Quiet.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The one time.
I just wanted to be happy for myself.
I just wanted to.
I don't know how to help anymore.
I don't know.
I'm sorry I wasn't perfect, and didn't speak what you wanted to hear.
My tears now fill my eyes.
You know, I never really loved, nor will be loved.
Guilt and jealousy are my weakest points, both of which I have on you.
It eats me up.
You have everything, while I and many more have much less.
Everything a person needs.
I cannot understand. Sorry I'm not perfect.
Ignore everything I said, I'll be back to who you expect me to be.
The one time I just wanted to tell you whats on my mind. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm sorry your tears, and my tears fall on the same page. You know, it eats me up, its valuable to have everything a person needs. I'm sorry, I cannot... ignore, and this is why I stay quiet.
Blame it on the RainI'm looking out my windowBlame it on the Rain2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
just seeing the rain fall
Trying to hide my phone
to fight back this urge to call
And all the memories
of us playing in the rain
start to flood my brain
As the rain starts screaming out your name
As I'm looking there outside
I can see your silhouette
I know you're not there and yet
You look just like the day we met
Oh please tell me Juliet
Why can't I forget
Blame it on the rain
Blame it on my brain
Blame it on life
being full of pain
Blame it on these eyes
for always seeing you
Blame it on me
For all I've put you through
Blame it on the rain
Blame it on my name
Blame it on love
driving us insane
Baby blame me
when there's nothing left to blame
Cuz I haven't lost the flame
it still burns within the rain
And I cant keep acting like everything's okay
babe you've made it so an atheist would pray
I don't know what to believe in anymore
since the day you walked away
I just hope that you'll come back to stay
Now Juliet tell me,Why I can't forget
That these memories
God's PlanYou know what you want to beGod's Plan3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you feel a pang in your stomach and heart
Whenever it comes up
You don't care what others say
But you know that someone is calling you to be this person
Have faith that God is leading you in the right direction
Hold his hand through the denial
Through the pain
Through the support or rejection of your family and friends
When you have made up
You can't be dissuaded
I stand for what I believe in
And I am ready to accept God's plan for me
Even if it means looking death in the eyes
And living with pain all of my life
I am ready to let Jesus take the wheel
And steer me in the right direction
The BibleIt was just a brown leather BibleThe Bible9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He carried it to school every day
We all made fun of him for it
And snickered at him when he prayed.
Everyone thought he was strange
Only a fool would be seen with that book
That stuff was fine around Mom and Dad
But why ask for a disgusted look?
He had no friends to speak of
At lunchtime he'd just sit and read
It never seemed to matter to him
He thought those words were all that he'd need.
I wanted to make him angry
But every time he'd walk away
There was no way that I could insult him
No lasting remarks I could say.
The time came for the school trip
I had waited for it all year
We'd be flying all the way to England
My excitement overcame any fear.
I looked at the list in disbelief
And found that he was on there!
The guy who never said two words to anyone
I wondered if he'd signed on a dare.
But next day when I boarded the plane
There he was, third row back
With his Bible and a notebook and pen
Looking as if there was nothing he could possibly lack.
Love is FireLove is like Fire, Consuming, Unquenchable.Love is Fire2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It will reach it's objective, no matter what is placed in it's path.
Time, Space, People, Things.
It will Burn away everything, until it reaches its Object.
Or, will Consume it self.
A Piece Of YouI touch the strings of my guitar,A Piece Of You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And they spiral inward,
Everything I touch seems to fall part.
Falling into darkness,
A depressive state,
This was my fate.
We started as perfect strangers,
Boys meets girl,
Or Girl meets boy.
A perfect sensation,
You drove me into fixation.
A goddess of a sort,
I guess that's what you were to me.
Yeah, I guess that's what you were to me.
That friend of yours,
He takes a sip of tea then whispers in your ear,
You smile and you whisper in his,
Singing a melody,
Sweet, like the summer days past,
You look at me, I look to you,
A cold stare, hasn't winter passed?
My heart shakes, until it breaks,
I put on a smile that looks fake,
And I put out my hand,
Reaching out to grab a piece of you,
You, a piece of history,
You, with a sweet melody,
I sleep breathlessly,
I turn blue; I'm holding my breath for you.
My mind in a maze,
I can't put together those days.
I pass you by, without a thing to say.
We're still young, and it's silly to be thinking like this.
Find The DreamSearch deep within your heart, deep into the darkness where faded dreams are kept. Don't give up; the one you are looking for is there somewhere. When you find it, hiding in a corner weeping at lost years, don't leave it there; it's scared and hates the darkness. Lift it gently into the light and watch it transform into a brighter wiser dream than it once was.Find The Dream2 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
You see the darkness taught it the wisdom of why it fell to where all faded dreams go
This Is MeI'm poor,This Is Me2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I got bullied,
I got a drunk father,
I got raped,
I lost someone,
I saw a murder,
I have mental illnesses,
I've lost friends,
I've been through depression,
I've been cheated on,
I've been anorexic,
I've cut myself,
I thought about suicide.
I'm not that different,
I'm not in the pretty standars,
I'm not perfect,
I'm not that original,
I'm not that special.
But I have passions.
I love my boyfriend,
I love my few friends,
I love drawing,
I love singing,
I love music,
I love animals,
I love nature,
I love swimming,
I love writting,
I love tea,
I love coffee,
I love shopping,
I love learning,
And so on...
Don't die for your mistakes,
Don't die for your regrets,
Don't die for your troubles,
Don't die for your past,
Live for what YOU, and only YOU, like. YOU deserve it.
Wish For A Better LifeYou talk for hoursWish For A Better Life3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
About pointless droll
About someone's new boyfriend
And that new shopping mall
You think about books
You hold them with pride
You think about characters
Wishing you had their lives.
You listen to music
To drown out the sorrow
You sit there and wish
For a better tomorrow
You love to travel
But never find what you need
Not a place in the world
You feel you'd succeed
You'll never have roots
And you'll never know why
Until you finally know
You would never have a tie
You were hurt when you were young
You were hurt then real bad
And you don't know what's wrong
Don't know why you're mad
So you just keep moving
To place after palace
Keeping an arm's length
Between anyone's base
You don't think you want home
You don't think you want fame
You just want to be left
Left out in the rain
Midnight DanceYour fingers slide in between mine,Midnight Dance2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Our hands perfectly entwined.
Your arm wraps tenderly around my waist,
As you whirl me around and we trace
imaginary patterns on the floor.
Everything about you I adore,
as my head lies gently on your shoulder,
And we dance a dance that is older
Than time itself.
Your scent engulfs my mind,
And brings with it memories so refined,
Filled with pure emotion,
To you I promise complete devotion.
My senses are drowned out,
So that there is no room for any doubt,
Past worries and fears I twirled
As I fell into another world.
Hope and love fill my heart
As we perfect this dying art.
My dreams fall into place,
Made real by the smile upon your face.
And as we dance,
Our minds filled with true romance,
I mirror your movements
As we step backwards and forwards
To the slow, steady rhythm inside our heads.
how to self harmBefore you self harm in any way, you should probably know what you're getting into.Before you make that cut, please keep in mind that you will find the pain release and blood strangely addictive. You may think to yourself that you'll be able to control it, that you won't let it get out of hand. You may think that you can just stick to a few small, shallow cuts here and there that won't be deep and that will heal quickly and easily.But you're wrong.You can't control it, it's impossible to control. It controls you. It's an addiction.The cuts will get deeper, they'll scar. They'll take weeks to months to heal and years for the scars to actually begin to fade. You'll find that soon, you depend on it. You can't go more than a few days without cutting. You'll go crazy as your skin itches and burns, your hands shake, your head pounds, your vision goes blurry as you try to keep your mind off of it, try to hold back from giving in. But you will. If you think you can limit the cuts to just one ahow to self harm2 years ago in Personal More Like This
I Was So HappyIf you have not noticed,I Was So Happy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am not like other girls.
I do not pretend to love something,
Just because it is cool.
Unlike you, I did not pretend to be in love.
I guess that was why it hurt so much for me
And you were over me by the weekend.
I just want to know what happened.
What was going through your mind?
But let us be sensible,
I would never understand.
Maybe I am emotional.
Maybe I am naïve.
Maybe someday I will make up my mind
If I hate you or not,
But right now I just miss you.
I want you to wrap your arms around me again
And say it was all a cruel joke,
An experimental test.
I want to wake up with a message on my phone
Or read a note from you.
I miss the way you smile.
I miss the way you looked at me.
I miss the way you breathe.
It's like Boomer said,
When I was with you I was so happy.
ForwardA record played over and over,Forward3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A routine in daily life.
Like the back of my hand,
I wish to break off,
like a river fleeing the ocean.
Being a rebel
and following my heart.
Letting my thoughts guide me,
like the stars that guide sailors.
My feet turn like wheels
and the wind kisses my face,
turning it cold,
as if warning me of the challenges
that will try to deter me,
but I am set.
Like a train on tracks,
I only head in one direction.
ScreamI wish someone could hear my silent screams...Scream2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She is always on guard, ready for anything. She keeps her poker face on her at all times. She never shows anyone just how easy it is to break her. She waits till she gets home to let the cracks show. If people saw the real her, they would find her an easy target, prey. They would destroy her.
I wish someone would help put me back together...
Her friends see her as a happy and bright person. They only see what she wants them to see. If they knew the real her, what she did to start the war that is raging inside her mind, they would run. They would take one look at the battle scars that the monsters within her have created, see the tear stains that are constantly running down her face and run.
I wish someone could tame the beasts within me...
Then she met a boy. He was charming and hansom and had eyes that she felt she could stare into forever. She trusted him and was more relaxed with him than she was with anyone. He made her feel like she c
I Thought You Were The One.You're the oneI Thought You Were The One.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who's supposed to see the real me.
see through the plaster smile
and see the pool of pent up tears
and purple scars.
you can't see.
You don't take enough time
to even try to see.
I thought you were the one
who was finally
going to break my chains,
set me free.
no one will ever
be able to see
the real me.
i wanna know where you are.write how i feel? okay, this is how i feel.i wanna know where you are.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i miss you. you disappoint me over and over again, but i miss you. the way things are when i'm with you is just so fantastic i can't even explain what it does to me. i feel like the world is about to collapse when you're away and when you're here i can't gather the strength to breathe.
everytime my phone goes off i want it to be you. i have written letters in my head that i would love to say but i can't. i want you to text me or call me or drop by my house just to say all these words that i keep wishing you will. i want you to play me the song i told you to write for me and i want you to see me on the street or in askews and flip shit and drop what you're doing and come over to me and hold my face in your hands and kiss me like you did in the doorway before you said goodbye for the last time. i want your hand in mine and your head on my shoulder falling asleep in the back of my moms car and i want you to kiss me just below my ear and on my ne
Some DayI say I'm smiling,Some Day3 years ago in Scraps More Like This
yet I'm crying.
I show love,
yet i feel hate.
I say I don't care,
when I want him here.
I say she is amazing,
when I feel like it should be me.
Yet at the end of the day,
I still have hope.
When he is here
smf I can sleep worry free.
That is just what he does.