Missing Pieces.I am a missing piece. Something that someone needs.Missing Pieces.3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
But at the same time, I feel so incomplete.
I’ve wandered way too far, wondered for far too long
Am I a missing piece? Or a piece that won’t belong?
Is it possible I’m damaged and not missing at all?
That I’m just as dysfunctional as everybody else?
Pretending to be perfect never softened a single fall.
But neither did admitting that you’re broken and flawed.
A broken missing piece. Is that all I’m meant to be?
There is no master plan that includes the likes of me.
Being all alone, it’s a hurt that will not cease.
A hundred thousand years from now
I’ll still be
Perfection, Part IPerfection, Part I4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The word so nearly incomplete
What a remarkable feat
To see the one you love
Ice cold with white feet
A mirror to reflect the tears
Of a love you once found so dear
Remember the time
When the flower met the dust
But the time faded
Ever-so-slowly with the stars
Mystery lies clear beneath the bones
To shed of the love you replaced with fear
But when all grace came, you made yourself fame
And a million light years away
You met her, walking to your grave
A curious being
A curious feeling
Had she not been the presence
You were wishing for?
Taken from the fairy
A tale whispered so murderously
"I'll be back," her voice was so soft
So sure, "Just before the darkness hits"
So assured was her mother
As the darkness was not for another hour
And her daughter was strong
A wolf-like fighter
Why should she worry
About an unknown stranger?
Walking through the trees
A smile graces her features
Glad to be free
From the cavern she calls home
But the silence of the wind
Pain and SorrowI want to sprout wingsPain and Sorrow3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
and fly away
there's too much pain and sorrow
for me to want to stay.
I don't want my past
please someone take it off my hands
begging and hoping wont accomplish anything
no one understands.
With each day that comes and passes
my scars spread ever more
spiraling and growing
till my soul's cage and can no longer soar.
There's a searing pain in my chest
never will it cool
the wounds how they burn
and remind me I'm a fool.
Is this what it feels like
to be shot in the chest?
White-hot, excruciating, deadly
maybe death would be best.
I can't escape this hell
and no one will rescue me
I'll just wear my fake smile
so no soul will have to see.
This torment rages on
it's what I have to go through
my punishment, my consequence
for falling in love with you.
Locked and LoadedI am broken. I’m a waste.Locked and Loaded2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me something I don’t know
Say it to my face
You think you know me better
‘Cause of things you don’t remember
You’re trying to make me hurt
My self-esteem’s in the dirt
Pick out all my flaws and laugh at every one
I’m just a stubborn kid with a loaded gun
In the middle of the desert
Taking shots at the sun
But my body is the M16
My mouth is the trigger
My lungs; the magazine
And if you can’t already see
I’m about ready
To go on a killing spree
If you can’t shut up long enough
To hear what I have to say
Then I’m locked and loaded
Have a nice day.
Completely.I am darkness personified.Completely.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
An abyss so drenched in black
That it leaves me
My heart is a facade
It’s a useless beating lie
Because I've never felt a thing
Except for dead inside.
It’s a war I wage
Inside of my ribcage
That kills me a little more
I like to pretend too
That somewhere beneath the pain
There’s a way I can break through
But I already know…
Things will never be the same.
I lost absolutely everything
I can’t apologize enough
That I didn’t know who to be
When you said that you needed me
My scars are like chains
That keep me from falling apart