Don't Leave MeI thought I saw your face today,Don't Leave Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Saw your smile,
Heard your laugh,
I could write a paragraph,
On what I thought I saw today.
I thought I felt you hug me close,
Ruffle my hair,
Rub my back,
But then I lost track,
At the thought of you hugging me close.
I thought I heard you singing our songs,
Full of life,
Making me fill with strife,
At the thought of you singing our songs.
I thought I came when you called,
Where are you?
You're not here,
My heart flooding with fear,
At the thought of not coming because you never called.
I thought I heard you scream last night,
Breathe your last,
Moan in pain,
Going through it all again,
When I heard you scream last night.
I thought I saw your face today,
Pale and pained,
No life there,
Getting lost in your blind stare,
When I thought I saw your face today.
Suicide.I'm on my hands,Suicide.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm on my knees.
You've got me begging,
Please don't go;
Don't leave me here.
Just hold me close,
Don't hold her near.
You were my life;
Now on my heart
You've left a mark.
It's a large mark;
A break, you see,
That's slowly dominating
All of me.
So now you walk;
You walk away.
Not knowing that
I will die today.
ForgottenThis crushing painForgotten3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This endless loss
This hope is vein
Your heart is frost
I love you so
Can't let you go
Can't breathe a word
Tears freely flow
Have you forgotten already
the love we shared?
Have you forgotten already
us, the perfect pair?
Do you even hear me
I'm bleeding inside,
bleeding myself out.
What's lost is lost
But I can't give up.
What's gone is gone
But I still love.
You won't remember
come a few years time
that you broke my heart
and that I tried to die
You won't remember
when all is done
those days of life,
when we still danced
in the sun.
Die deutsche Passion english translationDie deutsche Passion english translation2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
by Uwe Lammler
We live in tribes, where strife and envy
From the edge of history cries out for fratricide
We dream in forests with dense foliage,
In the fog and below the silence of the Rauhnacht,
We reign in legends, sung from far away,
Noone penetrates in the glow of our Sun Fire
And lately became a name our taint and reward
But even our becoming was always passion.
The wall of the Romans cut through our land,
The West and the South supported the enemy
And bought from outside with good profit
Amber and various household items made of tin,
But even the tamed in the Roman state,
Thought about renunciation and vile treachery,
Wakes up in the Cherusci the old teutonic spirit,
Varus will become the victim of the German passion.
Who doesn´t avoid horror, should be warned,
Death won´t be longer a suffering, the death will be passion,
Who stays close to the source, who gives birth to life,
Laughs at the fools who adorn shamefully themselves,
Barbar, which was meant a
SecretiveSecretive2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
These crumbling buildings
seem to warp time around them,
You slip into a past
where you will never settle.
You wander, an exiled ghost.
Petals and Ash IIPetals and Ash II3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Hours have passed and the sun continues to sink lower and lower before it will reach the western horizon. Anxiously waiting, I continue to watch Persephone as the light in her smile and the fluid bounce in her step seems to have vanished. Her harvesting rituals seem as if it is her first time encountering a newborn seed, as if she's never done this before. Countless times she even appeared to be distracted, as if something in the distance has caught her eye and she can't seem to bring herself back to earth. During one of these spells, she happened to cut her finger on a rose bush she had been tending to, something she has never done before.
Persephone has always been very careful and even graceful with her work. As any artist does, she takes her time to make sure that it is simply perfection. She would harvest all day and not have a speck of soil on her or her light yet modest outfit. But today, her flawless rosy hued pink skin was turning into a scarred and bloody me
Alone and UnseenAlone and Unseen2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The chill in the breeze,
The frost on the ground,
Crisp on a moonlit night.
A young boy's figure
Glides through the streets,
His breath a clouded fog.
Eyes like crystals,
Hair like snow,
He walks with staff in hand.
Alone in the world,
Unseen by all,
He strides like a ghost through the town.
Young children seen
Through a window pane,
Bask in the glow of the hearth.
Unseen goes the boy
Who stares unnoticed and lost
At the joy before his eyes.
A tentative move,
A soft hand to the glass,
Which freezes beneath his touch.
He turns away,
To the dark of the night
And raises his head to the sky.
A tear flows unseen,
Silent and soft,
To be dashed on the frozen earth.
Calling winds forth,
Around him to swirl,
His feet lift off from the ground.
Invisible and alone,
He flies higher until
He melds with the sky and the stars.
"I want to be seen
And I want to be heard."
Only one hears this desperate boy's cry.
The Man in the Moon
Stares down on the scene,
At the lost and forgotten child.
PerspectivePerspective2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The looking glass extends throughout
All splatters of pure clear
A reality that hasn't begun
All innocently of mind
The stares of the unknown
Are stepping stones across
The bridge of perspective
The perspective from within
Redden streaks merge with white
Staining all lies inside
Bringing them all out into the surface
Over the edge of the terrence
Crossing over that gap
With the sharpened demons below
Waiting to devour
Waiting only to steal
The planks upon which they walk
Creak and fall with every step
With steps further they take along
A new perspective of reality
The BridgeThe Bridge2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Among the Wooden Paths,
I stride alone in the Empty Forest,
The wind behind my back,
Blowing softly and pushing me forward.
Moments in time suddenly seem to halt,
As I watch from afar,
The bridge that lies before me,
Am I strong enough to lay my hand?
Across its wooden surface?
Can I cross it?
Find the path hidden in the shadows ahead of me?
Can I find Courage in the darkness so bleak?
To find a light that will guide me?
Seconds fade away.
Across the Bridge,
Across the Gap,
Leading to my pride,
Leading to my Courage,
Leading to my Hope,
Leading to my Love...
How dare you?How dare you?How dare you?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I though you would know..
Would know the rules of life.
But you broke them.
Brought your sins to their minds.
Shattered their dreams..
And threw them to darkness.
How dare you?
I though you were different.
Though you would help.
There is no grace,
no grace for the Fallen.
There is no life,
no life to pretender.
Leave them alone.
Let the lost souls rest in peace.
How dare you?
You are disturbing them..
Can't you hear the screams?
The screams of pain.
[Ink x Iron] A Gajeel x Levy FanFiction pt. 12Chapter Twelve: To The Boats![Ink x Iron] A Gajeel x Levy FanFiction pt. 122 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Gajeel’s body convulsed with coughs. He sat victim to his own body until the fit passed. When he finally managed to catch his breath, he realized that he was sitting on a hill in the middle of a desert. Below him, where the sand leveled out was an oasis. Around the small pool of water were all kinds of trees, there were rocks too, but the water was what grabbed the Iron Dragon Slayer attention.
The water was crystal clear, calm as the night, and almost seemed to call out his name. Getting to his feet, Gajeel stumbled down the side of the sandy hill. When the sand finally leveled out, he took one last shaky step and fell flat on his face.
“Gaaajeeeel,” a singsong voice called.
“Levy?” he whispered into the sand.
“Gaaajeeeel,” the singsong voice called again.
“Levy,” he muttered, spitting out sand and pushing himself up to a standing position. As he stood, he caught a glimpse of light blue hair. Looking c
Survival of the FittestHear me read itSurvival of the Fittest2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am crack'd. Open to the pit
with the nub and root exposed.
I am silver pierced and punctured
with holes and protruding pieces
of rocked raw wounds rubbed open.
I am barely shattering my lungs
by inhaling the same air as you
even long after your departure.
With a bile-laced smile I pave
and fill in crack and crevices
I am more than disfigured limbs
and disillusioned heart muscle,
scraping a breath down my trachea.
More than the mess you have made.
I hold in my innards, and survive.
Dear Diary, All About Her....Dear diary,Dear Diary, All About Her....2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
She showed me her arm today
Broken down, without a word to say
She lay in my arms and cried
And told me she can't decide
Between death and being alive
I saw all her bloody, raw skin
Rocking back and forth
Her knees pulled to her chin
A wrecked little doll
All dirty and used
Tired of being nothing at all
Enjoy the persisting abuse
I told her it hurts me to see
How she crumbles eventually
How I die right before her eyes
When she slips from my sight
But she just smiled and said
She can't help it
I know she doesn't try to be bad
But she's killing me
Slaughtering me beyond recognition
Like she's completing my failed mission
Of destruction, pain and despair
I know she doesn't...she just can't care
But she holds, she grabbed my heart
She holds it and tears it apart
She cuts my skin and uses my blood
To paint a picture of murderous art
Most naive love I feel for this girl
She humbles me, my thoughts whirl
Confuses me into oblivion
Should I let go? Abandon her?
I love...but the burd
It Wasn't Love At First SightI've never believed in love at first sight.It Wasn't Love At First Sight4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I mean, can you get a crush on someone at first sight?
Yeah, of course.
There's crush at first sight.
Lust at first sight.
But not love at first sight.
And when you and I met,
when you ran up to me,
it wasn't love at first sight.
Or crush at first sight.
Or lust a first sight.
It was "huh-she-might-be-nice" at first sight.
And when you first spoke to me,
saying breathlessly, "Are you in group 2?"
and I said, "Um yes,"
it wasn't love at first hear.
Or crush at first hear.
Or lust at first hear.
It was "thank-God-someone-friendly-to-hang-out-with" at first hear.
And when you squealed in delight
and hugged me,
it wasn't love at first touch.
Or crush at first touch.
Or lust at first touch.
It was "wow-this-girl-needs-help" at first touch.
But I had a feeling I'd like you anyway.
And I did.
We had so many things in common.
We never ran out of things to talk about.
Or random, weird, and just plain bizarre things to do.
My Sudden DefeatMy Sudden Defeat4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can you hear that?
The sound of my heart?
The sound of it breaking,
My heart, the one that turned to stone
Breaking my ribs,
Cutting into my lungs
Can you hear that?
The sound of my sobs?
Streaming down my cheeks
You broke me,
You finally broke me.
After all these years
Visions of us together
We made plans,
After all these years
You being so sweet
What brought on
My sudden defeat?
SilenceSilence is the slowest form of suicideSilence3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Silence is what keeps us apart
Silence is the scream that everyone shouts
Silence is the lost dream we all have
Silence is the blood we all have spilled
Silence is what keeps us together
Silence is god in the air
Silence is the death you can bear
Silence is the reason you care
Silence is what creeps upon you at night
Silence is the chills in your spine
Silence is the reason
And the only reason
Why you haven't said these words yourself
AnxietyIt begins with a melancholyAnxiety10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
feeling deep inside my soul. Something
pushes it deeper until I
can't handle it anymore. I stop
breathing for a few seconds.
My chest heaves and my lungs take
in a deep, ragged breath. They
get addicted to these sharp
stings. I start to hyperventillate.
I rock forward. I rock backward. I rock
forward and backward and forward
and backward. I rock. I rock. I pull
my hair down. I smooth it out. I smooth my
hair and rock forward and backward and
heave in another ragged breath. One
tear builds up in each eye until
they decide to take the plunge down
my cheeks. The right tear falls onto my
chest with a silent plop as another
follows in its path. And I rock. I rock
and speed breathe. My mind rambles
like a drunken fool stumbling out the doors
of a crowded bar. A fool I would rather
be than myself for the current moment.
BecauseI cry myself to sleep because it's the only thing I can do right,Because4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I avoid you because I would rather be alone,
I dress in black so I can be invisible at night,
I stay out late to avoid the fights that go on at home,
I remain misunderstood because no one wants to understand me,
I play my music loud so no one can hear me cry,
I rebel because no one will let things be,
I make a scene so you will notice if I die,
I cut my wrists so I know I'm not numb,
I sleep in late because I'm afraid of the day,
I don't try because everyone just assumes I'm dumb,
I don't talk because I have nothing to say,
I guess I don't need to be understood, I'll be alright,
I just need you to leave me alone!
Or I might just crumble out here in the dark
Engulfed in my own darkness.
WorthlessI'm sorryWorthless4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That I'm not perfect.
That I cry too much.
That I desire too much.
I'll fix it.
That girl in the mirror,
I wish she wasn't here.
Look at her.
Deep in her heart
For the girl that someone can
Who could love her?
She's just a waste of space,
Her mirror doesn't lie,
In her mind.
She hates that girl.
The one staring back at her.
And she's broken.
Her smile is broken,
Dreams all shattered.
Her heart beat for
It didn't even matter.
What they say to me
That's right. they're right.
"She" is. I am.
That girl who I see,
She cries along with me.
that I'm not perfect.
I AM worthless...
yugioh new drak signersyugioh new drak signers5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
YUGIOH 5d NEW DRAK SIGNERS
CHAPTER 1 RETURN IF DARK SIGNERS
it Ben year haft seen the defeat if dark signers and it Ben weeks seen the defeat if zone the signers are all off doing there one thing yusei,.pick up where his dad lift off jack
ben wining duel after duel akiza doing her own thing the twins Leo Luna are at home hooping to see yusei crow who they not seen in weeks jack is one only one be sides akiza
who stoped buy yo see the twins but little did the signers know some thing was happening
the seal that is mint to keep the dark signers locked up for another 5000 years,.his Ben
broken and the immortals have toking over the ones they had control before they are misty Carly roman devack kalin geiger and good win the immortals have return good win Roman
back to living world now 2 days later roman the signers are close buy and i find out that that Leo kid is the 6Th signer,said carly you mean that little Bart i dueled before is
signer now,.said devack yes he is and your job deva
the last leaf to fall.// Sometimes I Feel the Description of the Poem Should Come First //the last leaf to fall.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
....so it's going to.
and the poem? it's going to be the comments instead.
Yes, I'm going there.
I haven't touched it in three years, but I've suffered it every day since.
Krystle? You may not want to read this.
This is a poem I wrote, one of my first.
Three years ago, I was admitted to a trauma disorders hospital for those with severe childhood trauma, sexual abuse, PTSD, and other dissociative disorders.
I'd never been in treatment for this.
I was terrified to walk onto a unit where I'd have to face my past trauma whether I was ready or not.
But, at the same time I saw this as 'my solid oak tree' where all its leaves were in the place of understanding. We all knew the same kinds of suffering. We all were no strangers to flashbacks, night terrors, memories, hypervigilence, fear.
Sadly, none of us were strangers to self-harm or suicidal ideation eith--
The Person You Can BeDon't you see the person you can be?The Person You Can Be3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
How the real you longs to be free?
How amazing you are?
The journey to be the person you want to be may be far.
The hardships are worth it.
Hang in there friend, don't quit!
People may tell you that you are nothing.
YOU are always worth something.
Don't you see yourself in the mirror?
Wipe away those tears.
You may love the person you may turn out to be.
For now just wait and see...
Scarlet River P15“Good catch!” Echokit commented as River dropped the catch. River began eating her mouse, glancing around for Stonekit.Scarlet River P151 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
River glanced at her friend, surprised at the hesitant tone of her voice. Echokit had always been the positive one in the group. She was excitable and reckless, and River admired her courage. Hearing Echokit sound so unsure was strange.
“What is it?” River murmured.
“Well…When do you think we’ll run into the city cats? You said they weren’t going to stay in the city forever, so do you think we’ll run into them beforehand?”
River lowered her gaze, staring at the remains of her mouse.
“I think that…yeah. We’ll probably run into them in the forests surrounding the City. But we can sneak past them! After so long in such a stinky place, their noses are nowhere near as good as a forest cat’s! Their hearing stinks too. We’ll be fine.”
Misery Loves CompanyYesterday I was listenin' to the radioMisery Loves Company4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Some girl named Juliet was singin' 'bout her boyfriend
(You know, the one)
And I thought "This is such bullshit"
'Cause love never turns out like this
There's no such thing as a happy endiiing
[music picks up]
When I'm crying on the floor
And she's knockin' on the door
When you're bleedin' on the floor
And I can't take anymore
When she's droppin' outta school
And I'm playing the fool
When they pick up the pace
You know we're losin' this race...
We're losin' this race...
[music dies down]
You and me, baby...
We're sittin' in class,
Reading each other's
And I know they say,
"Misery loves company..."
This is as miserable as it gets...
So why don't you shut up,
And kiss me...
Once upon a time I believed in fairy tails
(I did, it's