UnderstandExcuse me, I'm sorry to imposeUnderstand3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Won't you both keep on your clothes
I have something that I have to say
You might laugh or you might get upset
Are you listening to me yet?
I can't just simply walk away
Boy, I lost my trust in you
Girl, if you knew what I knew
You'd see he's not the person he appears
But you take his word over mine
I just hope you'll leave in time
Before you see that he's your biggest fears
Sometimes I even wonder if
The possibility of this
So called 'karma' even exists
How come I'm here with open arms
An open heart in risk of harm
Yet he's the one with someone else to kiss?
Boy, you don't deserve her
Girl, you deserve better
But still I have to see you hand in hand
Soon you'll see just what he is
And maybe when it comes to this
Maybe then you'll finally understand
Excuse me, I don't mean to offend
But I can't smile and pretend
That you'll be perfect for each other
He'll tell you that you're the only one
Blink your eyes and he'll be gone
Off to find a perfect lover
Monster in the ClosetMonster in the ClosetMonster in the Closet3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ugly. Repulsive. Loathsome. Appalling. Hideous.
But how do we know?
For all we know
It could be
Beautiful. Lovely. Gorgeous. Sublime. Breathtaking.
You are not the monster
That lives in the cluttered mess of your closet.
SilenceI seek and search for silence,Silence3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For a quiet to sooth my soul
I hunt and track down silence
To bring peace to my aching soul
I search and I search, yet nothing I find
No quiet from the raging storm, no solace for the mind
I cry and I try, yet no silence can be found
And I fear I’ve left my soul here to be drowned
So I looked to the sky to find out why
And a quiet Voice told me to stop and be still
I wondered why I should even try
And I felt my soul shiver with the thrill
I found silence, sweet silence,
For my troubled soul
It’s here, hidden by my God,
Where silence meets my weary soul
Ode: Hiding ItIt’s driving me madOde: Hiding It2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Keeping this inside
I can’t get it out
No matter how
Hard I try
Word after word
Essence of me
From this beast inside
Taking over me
Over my soul
A happy holograph
Brick by boring brickThere’s a song that I don’t skip over.Brick by boring brick3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
That I’m not allowed to skip over when it comes up.
It’s not a particularly good song, but it has very fitting lyrics. And if I can hear them without thinking that someone needs to hurt me, then everything is okay.
I know that I’m okay.
The first time that I’d stood on this bridge I got Stairway to Heaven, which is a great song, and which I’d been happy to listen to while I watched the running water and worried about a class and a guy who’d unnerved me. And I’d been hoping I’d get a similar song this time, sitting with my back against the railing and my feet under me to spare my legs the snow and ice.
But this song came up, and I had to let it play.
I don’t have a lot of rules, but I don’t ever, EVER let myself break the ones I do.
To the point of cruelty sometimes.
And this guy is still unnerving me, because it’s not something I’m ever supposed to feel. It’s
Thaw me Before I BurnShe lay still, enclosed by a quilt of ice,Thaw me Before I Burn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and there she softly sang a sweet surmise,
by this she dreamed the false truths should suffice-
with snow monsters at her decieving side.
He is the sun streaked sky and sun stained love,
The warmth of molten gold and honest light,
his face turned at the blazing skies above-
with truth to warm frigid souls of mankind.
Held by the coldest hearts and colder eyes,
with companions carved out of artic snow,
Ice creatures sparkling as the frozen sea-
yet despite their chill she still loves them so.
His blazes burn hot and punish the touch,
for sometimes honesty does not trump lies,
when heated honor cools to blunt remarks-
his love can even decieve truthful eyes.
She reigns an ice army, fragile and stiff,
shaped with her hands and solid patience,
and yet she does not feel their frosted bite-
when they turn and expose her to the wind.
He is the king atop a flaming throne,
shaped up by his own blistered fingertips,
and yet directness cuts him like a kn
Angel SighsWings fluttering high above.Angel Sighs3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Oh what she can see!
No corruption and chaos.
Beauty before the eye.
She soar and soars,
High as the clouds,
Seeing what others
Only can dream.
Landing on a ledge,
By water, by sea,
Is when she gazes
Down at true beauty.
The heavens part
And she can view
For miles what any
Painter can't achieve.
Folding her wings
She escapes in peace,
Serenity at her new world.
For when an angel sighs,
The world sighs with.
WORDLESS WORDSThe writer attempts to writeWORDLESS WORDS2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Describing the indescribable
Limiting the limitless
Naming the nameless
A thousand lines of ink
Written a thousand ways
Cannot describe love
The abstract emptiness
The beauty of colour
The sorrow of loneliness
Burn every book
Destroy every line
An alphabet of ashes
Meaningless is knowledge
Worthless are words
Reading what is written
In ignorance remain
The subtle reality
Beyond all language
Don't Talk to MeDon't talk to me. Just leave me alone.Don't Talk to Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I was doing fine all on my own.
You ask me all about my day,
But I don't know what I'm to say.
I try turning my body around.
I face my head towards the ground,
But the conversation goes on still.
I wonder if I can fake being ill.
And as I knew all along,
My words start to come out wrong.
I feel my mind begin to trip,
And out my lips the words slip.
I wonder if my face is sinking.
I wish I knew what you were thinking.
I replay the scene over in my head.
All day I hear what I have said.
Why couldn't you just let me be?
I told you not to talk to me.
People confuse mePeople confuse me: the way two individuals can be so in love and with a mere snap of your fingers - that love is over. Of course it doesn't matter that they were so, so happy and that they were practically perfect for each other. It doesn't matter that they know almost every single thing about the other and how they understand the other person's perspective and such [even if they may not agree with them]. It's over. Not talking to the other ever again. Why would I? We broke up so that means we can't even be friends! It is crucial that we avoid seeing each other, forever.People confuse me2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
You do not have to delete every single photo and erase every single memory. Rather than reminding yourself of that one moment when you perhaps felt sad that the romantic relationship was over and that your feelings revolved that of, ''OMG. MY LIFE IS GOING TO CHANGE. THIS IS EMOTIONALLY CRIPPLING. WHAT IS THIS BREAK UP?'' You should instead think back to the various times you had with your ex-partner
Fragile--FFM Day 7Lindsey Stirling blared from my ear buds and I bobbed my head, furrowing my brow. My hand was shoved deep into my purse, searching for my keys. Instead, I found receipts from the Stone Age, a collection of seashells from last year's vacation, and enough pepper spray to blind at least twenty bears.Fragile--FFM Day 72 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Frustrated, I dumped my portable landfill on the welcome mat; lipstick tubes and loose change bounced across the wood and disappeared, lost beneath the porch. Spreading objects out with my hands, I sighed. No keys. "Damn it all to Hell and back ag--"
Glancing up, the box near my door caught my eye. Wrapped with neon-colored paper, a large skull-and-crossbones bow held a handwritten "FRAGILE" note in place. The colors were garish, clashing with the ivory siding.
Wrinkling my nose, I pulled the package toward me, keys forgotten. The paper was slick, slipping against the pads of my fingertips like silk. Examining the box, I flipped the "FRAGILE" note over--and gasped.
Yanking the ear
Help MeI'm lost in this hollow placeHelp Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This frame I live in can only hold me up for so long
I'm breaking inside and I'm falling apart
Is no one here to hear my silent cries?
I want to escape from this place
And the only way out isn't a choice
The doors are locked the key is lost
I can't see
The darkness is overwhelming
My only sanctuary is when I have lost myself
Far away on a dirt path leading to nowhere
Where the trees change colors and talk to me
And there is nothing I can do
This road is going downhill
And I can't seem to run fast enough
I'm falling to fast
And there is no one to catch me
I'm losing myself
This time I can only go so far.
SanctuarySanctuary, this place that I find in only one place.Sanctuary3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Yet the torment of the world still reaches me there
Their words do not matter.
But the way they watch drives me crazy
This Sanctuary I find alone
Brings peace to my soul
As it rips and tears through my flesh.
Oh Beautiful Sanctuary.
Soundless Screams.And he sank in the sea of plausible words;Soundless Screams.3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
only the anchor of mistrust holding him bound.
Holding on, he cursed gods and promised lords,
what'd happen had it been the other way around?
Bitten lips and slumping eyelids haunt his mind;
or what remains after the utter devastation.
Sanity and eternal aberration have entwined
in order to give birth to merciless frustration.
Can Earth be suffocatingly boundless?
If so, then he can be free.
Can screams be loudly soundless?
It seems that his can be.
DreamsTo dream is a dangerous thing.Dreams3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It puts assumptions into our heads.
They encourage us to get hurt.
They break hearts.
I've realized that people don't break hearts.
Our dreams do.
We expect things,
And they don't come true.
Who do we blame?
We blame people,
When in reality we should blame ourselves,
For expecting things that will never happen.
It's not my fault,
Or your fault,
For these dreams.
But dreaming is better than reality.
And we just want our dreams to come true.
Am I?Am I in love yet?Am I?3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Or is this just a regret?
Am I...Am I not...
Behind the MaskFor a while now,Behind the Mask3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There's been a mask.
A mask to over my face,
So people wont see the real me.
Wont see how broken I am.
How broken my life is.
There was one day,
That I thought it was the right time to let go of my mask.
My security blanket.
I let myself feel.
I let myself care.
I let myself get hurt.
I've learned to much,
To be this stupid.
I guess old habits die hard.
Maybe one day I'll actually be happy,
And not wear my mask to cover it all up.
I Prayed For RainDear God,I Prayed For Rain3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I prayed for rain yesterday.
Rain to rinse the sprawling greens that lay across my home,
To wash the coats of the goats that graze there, so peacefully,
To clean the mildew from that rotting hut where the old man lives.
To cleanse my lips, for they are dirty with half-hearted lies.
I prayed for a warm, soft rain.
For a cold rain would make the grasses shiver and shrivel, and
the goats to mewl uncomfortably as they retreated into the darkness.
The old man would simply turn and hide in his aging hut of cold, cold stones.
And my lips? They would harden with the lies I coat them with.
I want a shower to dance in.
So the grasses could tickle my feet as I twirled into the light, and
the goats would shyly come forward to watch, to listen to my rhythm
The old, old man might peek between the cracks in the stones,
And laughter would crack at the lies on my lips.
Give me a rain, dear Lord,
for the Sun is burning at the grasses, killing them slowly,
Kept in SilenceA young girl, not much younger than IKept in Silence2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Lurked in the shadows of an entire generation
Witnessing their criminal ways
That revealed the blood of the betrayed
Blood was sprayed
Thrown around onto the shadows
The crimson glisten visible, even on the girl’s invisible foot
The images had been engraved in the girl’s head
Deep enough to tell her they’re daily routines
But she knew better and wanted to reveal everything
Her predicament, though, was that she was mute
Kept in silence
She was forced to watch the play move on
Hair was torn from scalps with eyes gouged out
Blood dribbling from the sockets
Bare bodies were shattered about
Shells, they were, of her loved ones
Their insides taken away
What heartless people they were
The last person was brought out onto the stage
The girl yearned to capture them
Her arms reached out from the shadows
And they became nothing
If she were to leave what was most precious of hers
She would be nothing
So, she lurked in the shadows, cu
MusicSubjective,Music3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And everything in-between.
Listening to music,
Is like therapy.
The lyrics speak,
Class is in session.
As we listen,
We relate to the lyrics,
We fall in love with the songs.
This love will never let you down,
Music will always be there for you.
It will hold you late at night,
When you're crying your eyes out.
It will hold your hand,
When you're in love.
It will be your best friend,
When you are happy or sad.
LostEvery time I can't find youLost3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
do you miss me like I
do you wish
that you didn't feel
so alone and ignored?
do you dream
that you belonged?
I wish you
hated the time
we were kept apart
I can't be sure
I'm so lost
and I have
no light to
We used to laugh
and play like
but now we
feel worlds apart
Why do you
seem to avoid me?
Where is the time
when we didn't
have a care
on the face of the earth?
Why can't we
stay the same?
why does it have to
What did I do
to make everything
All I wanted
was that you
still wanted to
be my friend
But now you seem drawn away
I reach out
and you recoil
My mind is clinging
to the edge
I couldn't bear
when you were gone
even though you're back,