Monster in the ClosetMonster in the ClosetMonster in the Closet2 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,Silence2 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 It11 months 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 brick2 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
Angel SighsWings fluttering high above.Angel Sighs2 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.
Another Fallen OneThere was a lady on telly today,Another Fallen One2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Talking from a land far away;
Her kid had died,
Torn apart from the inside.
The kid had hung herself in the family bathroom.
The lady was crying,
You could hear her heart dying
And mine did too.
I could've been that kid,
What with all the things I did
And my family could've been her;
Left with nothing but despair.
I envy the kid
For doing what she did.
I thank the kid,
Making me think about what I nearly did.
I mourn the kid,
Gone because of what others did.
Don't ever think you wouldn't be missed,
Because there's always that person
Who'll miss you,
Praying you'll pull through
Until memories of your smile is all they have.
So What Do I Do?If only I could read your mindSo What Do I Do?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If only I could interpret you emotions
Understand what you're going through
See through your eyes
Hear through your ears
Feel through your heart
If only I knew how to help you
But I can't
And I don't
And it's killing me
So what do I do?
Thaw me Before I BurnShe lay still, enclosed by a quilt of ice,Thaw me Before I Burn2 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
Help MeI'm lost in this hollow placeHelp Me2 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.
The Truth (And The Lie)I'm br(OK)en, really.The Truth (And The Lie)1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Chains Of RealityDon’t you wish to just rewind the pastChains Of Reality1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And live a life from the start at last?
Wishes like that never come true
And there is nothing you can do.
You do not understand how the World looks.
You try to comprehend it through books,
Though reality sometimes is not what you desire
And you become the greatest liar!
You break chains with your pen,
And get out of the darkest den,
You discover a brand new place,
Where happiness and peace will us embrace.
Alas, it is all a dream, you are still trapped,
In cold metal you are wrapped.
You cannot face it, it is too sad,
And if you do, it will drive you mad.
Ill-willThe illness in meIll-will2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Has my bones in shambled peace
Torn apart by you
Being Right"I disagree."Being Right1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Guard, shoot that man."
Autism?Autism?Autism?1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am autistic
What does that mean?
It means nothing, because I am a person like you
I do in fact like to read and I love working with numbers
But I also like philosophy and volunteering for different charities
One of my friends is autistic, the rest are normal like you
And we get along fine
I am very spiritual, if God doesn’t make mistakes, then that reassures me
It makes me feel that therefore I am not a mistake
It is not true that people like me cannot feel anything like emotion
If anything, all emotion is magnified to the point where it sometimes overwhelms me
When I laugh, the world is bright as moonlight and all is at peace
And when I weep, I feel like everything I live for just died
I am not a system
I am no computer inside a young man’s body
I am a human being
Nightmares and fears. Part 3I wake upNightmares and fears. Part 32 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In a battle with my own mind
Trying to cling to the good
Trying to assure myself
There is something good in me
But of course it's buried
Left with the pain of my nightmare
I wipe the tears from my eyes
But I can't wipe away the fear
Some say I'm strong.
I'll take whatever comes my way,
And stand to support those I care about.
I'll take anything thrown at me,
But I'm not strong;
Don't mistake me for strong,
Cause I can't even stand against myself.
The only salvation I have
Is the reminder of the one
Who made me who I am
And first saved me from all this pain.
I'm Sorry For All The PainI hurt you awhile backI'm Sorry For All The Pain2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And although you forgave me,
I can't forgive myself.
I never wanted to hurt you.
I never wanted to caused you pain,
But I did and I'll never forget it.
I never loved you the way you love me,
But that doesn't mean I never cared about you.
I have always cared about you,
So it's understandable why I never forgave myself.
Everything I do affects someone in some way,
And I always seem to remember the things that hurt them.
I always think it's my fault when something turns out wrong.
I always blame myself for others getting hurt.
So you see it's not just you I feel bad about.
It's everyone that I have hurt in some way.
And now I am paying the price for something I can't fix.
Apologizing doesn't always work.
Some people are not as forgiving as you are.
I'm not proud of my past,
But I have learned from it.
I never want to hurt anyone.
I never want to cause someone pain,
But I have caused pain, and I never forgot it.
But I'm sorry for all the pain.
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 me1 year 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
Am I?Am I in love yet?Am I?2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Or is this just a regret?
Am I...Am I not...
Oh, how little they knew of meI smile as I watch the ducks on a pondOh, how little they knew of me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Against a backdrop of trees that touch the sky.
But beneath that smiling mask,
Worms of illness eat away my body
As my life falls to the ground like withered leaves.
The pain of enlightenment consumes me
As claws of invisible beasts tear me apart in the dark.
Oh, how little they knew of me.
People look on as they greet me
And remark on how kind I am.
But blood has invaded the blue sea of my mind
As plans of murder swim in place of kindness.
Humanity dissolves into my thirst for blood
As my eyes narrow into specks of lifeless voids.
Oh, how little they knew of me.
Cameras and obnoxious reporters
Swarm around me as they ask about my latest work.
I am lost in piles of fan letters
That only speak of love and admiration.
But at the corner of my mind,
A spot of fear grows and consumes my mind of ideas,
A fear that one day, my words will be buried
Among the ashes of my work
As the fires of time eat away my name.
Oh, how little they knew of me.
A loner's prayer."I am somehow permanent;A loner's prayer.1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I cannot be erased."
I say this when I'm lonely;
Even though it's not the case.
I get so scared sometimes;
Afraid my life's a waste.
"I am somehow permanent;
I cannot be erased."
When they say something's wrong with youI’m going to be shamelessly honestWhen they say something's wrong with you8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and say the more I see of life
the less I think it’s worth living,
because let’s face it,
it doesn’t truly get better
it just changes;
suffering and loss
are hurdles on a never-ending
that you’re expected to run
for the rest of your life.
And God help you
if you don’t want to run it
because that means something's wrong with you.
That means you’re crazy.
I’m going to be fearless
and say something that no one wants
to hear, or is likely to believe:
the “right to life” is a myth,
because to have a right
is to have a choice
and life is an obligation.
To want to end it
means you need “help”—
either in the form of a crucified savior
or an expert with a Ph.D. and an eagerness
to label you.
All it really means is that you
don’t want to run that damn obstacle course,
and you shouldn’t have to
because you were never given a choice
from the beginning,
MusicSubjective,Music2 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.