Abidethi will not write youAbideth1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
into a seraph,
nor mend your
nor nurse your
raw pock-pitted tongue
do not wear your
on your wrists
have never been
one of the damned
all we ever wanted was the world.it still feels like summer.all we ever wanted was the world.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
tastes like late nights and cigarettes,
sliding through the back door,
still damp with the could-have-beens,
our past lovers
tugging at our lips.
we sit in downpour
and watch the trains roll past,
spilling from our mouths
while we talk about
how we could get on one of those trains
and just get off
at the last stop.
"and we'd never come home."
Stenciled Smiles on Paper HeartsI don't like to feel this wayStenciled Smiles on Paper Hearts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There must be something I can say
Cause I hate just watching you
When I know the pain you're going through
You're not alone; I've been where you are
Contemplating where I'll place my next scar
Hiding razor kisses underneath long sleeves
It doesn't make it better; nothing is achieved
All you'll earn are the scars you've got and
The lesson learned is the lesson forgotten
You feel like no one's there, no one cares what you do
Let me put it to you straight: That is never true
I was shunned, pushed away many times before
Then I realized it was I who had closed the door
I took a chance and opened up to the people around me
Told them of my secrets, now their love surrounds me
You're not alone; I've been where you are
And I know that life sometimes seems so hard…
But believe me, from one person to another
To make a book better, you never destroy the cover…
You are worth it...
Those DaysDo you ever have those days you wish you never woke up?Those Days3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you ever have those days you wish you would have spoken up?
Do you ever have those days you wish you were never alive?
Do you ever have those days you wish you would die?
The days the madness takes over your mind
It's merciless clutches so unkind
The days you feel exposed and open
Your secrets known without being spoken
The days you feel desperate, broken, and lonely
The unwanted tears making it difficult to see
The days you just pray you forget
Because of all the mistakes you regret
The days the world turns against you just for fun
Pushing you to the edge until you're done
Until you're sick and tired of the lies and games, confusion and heartbreak
Until you're so aggravated you start to uncontrollably shake
Until you snap back, hungry for revenge; desperate for closure
Until you can't take the weight of the world on your shoulder
The days you break, screaming and crying
The days you fake a smile while inside you're dying
broken.my parents took me to the hospital because i never atebroken.8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and so the doctors fitted me in a baggy mint green dining gown
and wrapped my fingertips in band-aids
('cause all i ever nibbled were my nails).
they prepared a pharmaceutical feast
with non-breakable plates and plastic knives.
calories gave way to milligrams,
but xanax and prozac don't mix well
with apple juice.
MasksEveryone wears a maskMasks3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whether it be of smiling or pain
Hate or Love
Shame or pride
Ego or Anger
Everyone wears a mask
It cracks sometimes
People can see through the chipped paint
See past the fake
See past the facade
We all wear masks
Ones of animals
Ones of other people
Ones that we would like to be
Ones that we hate
We all have a mask
Something we can hide behind
Something we can use to fight
Something that keeps us safe
Keeps us okay in the beginning
Keep our secrets
Hold our treasures in locked vaults
Keep our hearts from breaking
Keep the tears from showing
We all have masks
You can paint them up
It can be anything
Because no one can see past the mask
No one knows what anyone's face really looks like
Humanity is made of Masks
What is yours painted of?
Consequences“Oncie, my darling boy, this is incredible! You’ve made your mama proud.”Consequences3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Although personally I thought that the celebration today was a little underwhelming, didn’t you? I mean, all they could spare for a performance was the city marching band? Someone as important as you should at least get someone famous to perform for him!”
“I didn’t think it was that bad…”
“No, of course you wouldn’t. After all, just a little while ago you were the one who was standing up in the center of town and trying to promote Thneeds by playing your silly guitar! But you’ve got to get used to being classier now. At this rate, you’re sure to be the top dog soon, and you need tastes to match.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
“You’re on your way, sweetie. Just remember, things can only get better from here!”
The Once-ler wasn’t s
here is my heart, and here is my home.i am done writing abouthere is my heart, and here is my home.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
you can find me
in the "new beginnings"
isle, splashed with scar tissue and
dear child, open your
there are stars, a galaxy, and
there is breath in your lungs.
the past is never
you have lived through it,
swam through it and
maybe died a little
through it, but you
came out on top.
when this winter ends, it
will end harshly;
but spring comes every year,
and i hope that you
i hope you open your eyes
to rain and i hope
that you fall in love with
it, and i hope
that you let life move
like i had to.
-i remember-7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the taste of your tongue
the warmth of your hand
the empty promises
the harm you've done
and i remember
to burn every trace
that remains with me.
Teenagers These daysfeel these emotions,Teenagers These days3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
coursing through my veins,
hit our underdeveloped brains,
even if it's sunny,
we see that it rains,
that feeling in my stomach,
the unbearable pains,
trials and tribulations,
of ages 13 to 19,
let the devil join my team,
from picked on,
to right on,
this fights on for the high ground,
teachers say not here,
no not here in my town,
the law was written,
for teenagers to understand it,
we manned it,
we can handle it,
this scandal it's,
the mantle for our downfall,
adults have a pub brawl,
the destiny for our duty call,
hit me then kiss me,
this is our generation,
to train station,
at the bus station,
with your girlfriend,
she ends it,
you pretend it,
isn't your worlds end,
cheats, early druggies,
the floor hurts,
when there's nothing worse,
than 15 year olds,
from pound shops,
wearing pink socks,
with flip flops,
style is our world,
with teenage boys,
Read Between the LinesI am the nightmaresRead Between the Lines4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you dream at night
I am the terror
and all the fright
I am the voice
that makes you feel insane
I am the cold,
I am the whisper
only you can hear,
I am the misery
you'll have to bear
I am the shadow
in the corner of your eyes
I am the hidden truth
in all of your lies
neshamah.apollo's misstep.neshamah.1 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
look at your clock. it's tomorrow. all the seconds and minutes of yesterday are gone, disintegrated with the window dust. 12:00 a.m.; re birth.
i've always had this theory that in between 11:59 p.m. and 12:00 a.m., there's this vast ticking of nothingness that hovers between the minutes. just for a second, you are nowhere. the day is both finished and regenerating, and that's sort of magical. i always think that apollo falters, just for a second, as he puts the moon away, tucked neatly in his teeth.
born in a typewriter.
i can never think of how to start anything. the point, of course, is to grab the reader's attention before they become bored with your work and leave, and i don't know if i can do that. i am afraid i cannot ever begin to tell you all of my story.
if i were to be chronological, i would start with telling you when i began to write. but, 1: i am never
Impaled Mind What have I done ?Impaled Mind3 years ago in Horror More Like This
The night was cold. The wind blew harshly, giving off a loud wheeze; as if mocking my consequences. My eyes stared blankly into the huge, empty, dark room. Everything was grand in my office room. Everything looked almost regal. My trophies stood proud on its shelves. My gold medals dangled on each hook on the wall, emanating a 'cling clang' sound as it bumped against one another.
The sound got louder.
It echoed like a beating of a drum.
It was laughter to my entire downfall.
I closed my ears shut with my gloved hands. I cringed on my seat.
The clock ticked and tocked, harmonizing with the sounds of my medals.
Tick. Tock. Clang.
Tick. Tock. Clang.
I hissed between my grit
Greed-ler takeoverChapter 1Greed-ler takeover3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once-ler walked by in the hallway of his growing factory. Still thinking of what The Lorax had said to him, 'Bad? I am not bad ' he thought to himself.
"Psst." Someone made the noise beside him. He turned but there was no one there except the reflection in the mirror. He checked his hair from under his fedora, then he saw his green gardening gloves change into long gloves that went up to his forearm. He looked down at his arms and he saw his same gloves he always wears, he started to freak out. He looked back into the mirror and saw himself but he was in a green suit that he only dreamed of wearing. The man was a few inches taller and had an evil grin covering his face. "Do you know who I am Oncie?" He asked.
"No-no not exactly " Once-ler fought back the scream and the assumption that he's gone crazy.
"Guess." The illusion purred.
"You're me aren't you?"
"Well, fancy that you're not as stupid as you look my twin." He casually leaned against the side of the mirr
SuicideWater, so dark and deepSuicide7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pills we use for sleep
Fire, so burning and full of life
Or maybe a sharp metal knife
A gun, so deadly and beautiful
Alcohol makes you feel so dull
Love I can't feel
None of my feelings are real
I have become a shell of my former me
Blinded by darkness, I can't see
I have lost my life's spark,
I am swallowed by the dark
From my problems, I can't hide
So why not commit suicide?
But one question remain,
That I can't get out of my brain:
If I took a knife and split my head,
Would anyone weep for me when I am dead?
Not OkayI will lieNot Okay4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Even as you look me in the eye
I will say
And take these feelings of mine
And bury them so deep inside
No one will know where they hide.
I can't go on.I can't go on.11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It's not normal,
How could it be?
To think of death,
As the only way to be free.
I'm so trapped,
This life is closing down,
The walls fall around me,
As im deafened by the sound,
The sound that punches,
From inside my chest,
The pain has found a voice,
A sound that could deafen,
The entire planet,
It screams of all the times,
I hurt so much,
Nothing could repair me,
At the every tear that slowly destroyed me,
How can no one see this!!
How can no one realise,
I'm really not dealing with this life,
My only consciousness,
Is brought about by a knife.
Please kill me,
Please make me someone new,
At least destroy the memories,
Of the nightmares ive been through.
I cant pretend much longer,
Things are not ok,
I cannot live,
There's not much more of me to give,
So maybe its time,
I gave this life away.
I wish that I could be,
So much more than what I am,
I try to improve this tattered shell,
I just keep hoping that I can.
The hope is wearing thin now,
we're all drunk and always have beennowe're all drunk and always have been2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
i haven't felt smaller than this before
and it could be
because i don't breathe poetry in
and out -
and out -
i write it under my eyebrows
with the precision
of a drunk sniper
toasted into admission
with irony s-st-tutter-ering
down his throat.
you wouldn't take a damned bullet for me.
beautiful is a word kept
for the rise
of her tidal chest,
not my shallow breath,
not my sunset, heartfelt,
i would have disappeared
between your accusing index and
neglected thumb -
don't you feel calmer?
i haven't felt smaller than this
i haven't felt smaller than this before
and it could be
because you found a home between
her stroking index and
comforting thumb -
i haven't forgotten,
no, i still remember
now twenty two penumbrae in the past
didn't stop me
in one of several crevasses
at the bottom of your oceanic mind;
you may have forgotten,
and slept in
on the details,
but i haven't,
they say his bark is worse than his bitethe lime green telephonethey say his bark is worse than his bite1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
demands to be answered,
its bell-biting voice
a wolf in sheep's clothing.
she picks up, yawning,
invisible to prying payphone eyes
in her blurred lipstick
and last night's dress.
"who's there?" she asks,
and the man just laughs
because he knows she's already
caught in his fishing net,
the poor discounted mermaid
flopping in the moonlight.
she can't remember the last time
her mother called, or the last time
she rode a bike.
one day her childhood got fed up
with her wicked ways and left
without a trace.
for some reason, she keeps looking for it,
the convict joyriding down a nostalgic road
closed off by orange cones.
the phone call lasts thirty seconds
at the most.
she bites her lip and stretches,
slips into stilettos by the bed.
her joints creak as she stands,
warning her, telling her
she's too old
to be breaking her own heart like this.
she pretends she doesn't hear,
purse noisy with quarters.
outside, a mosquito
hits the bug zapper
she shakes her h
binge eatingi have a buildupbinge eating2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of black holes
suffocating my arteries,
having swallowed down
the bitter taste of too many
girls with galaxies traveling
the length of their spines.
i ate them in mouthfuls,
gaping & sad like a binge
reaching for the skies-
unable to hold them all in.
i don’t think the universe
is as vast
as it used to be,
of my ribs;
i am hungry.
& with a collection
of moon sighs
as a reminder
in my pockets,
i will just have to learn
how to calm this swollen
Crank2:30 AM coffee and cigarettes, rain dripping from the ledge outsideCrank9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Exhausted, but hopeful; a universe in my cup waiting to spill out
I look inside; this is no new world of wonder, only the one I know
A terrain of coiled barbed wire that engraved my battle scars
Stumble once more down the dark scrubby embankment, naked
Thin-ribbed dogs of waste howl my name; they know me here
The dreamcatcher is full, there will be no more allowed inside
Knives in my back twist like an old song I’ve heard too often
Is that you, looking down from the highest places of light and love?
Do you know what it’s like to be a graveyard worm in soft soil?
How many fingers am I holding up? That’s right, I have none
Little stumps that can’t hold on to anything, can’t even make a fist
Maikka Week + SukiMatchmaking - SukiMaikka Week + Suki5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Peace had been established throughout the world with coming of Avatar Aang and the rise of Fire Lord Zuko. The century-long war was over, and at last the Water Tribes and Earth Kingdom could rebuild in safety and peace. The new Fire Nation had pledged to help, but its people and rulers still had plenty of time to enjoy the new era.
Case in point, Zuko had announced his engagement to Suki of Kyoshi Island, and the happy couple was hosting a citywide celebration in the Fire Nation's capital, open to nobles and commoners alike. In the courtyard of their palace, Zuko and Suki looked out at the dancing revelers.
Zuko's eyes, however, kept sliding to his fiancé. "You look perfect."
Suki, resplendent in bright red robes, smiled and focused her attention on him. "Do I?"
"Absolutely. It's like you were born for the Fire Nation. Red, and being at my side, suits you so well."
Suki raised her eyebrows and laughed. "Very smooth, Zuko. Your uncle wrote that for you, di
.i remembered.1 year ago in Personal More Like This
the conversation with the anesthetist,
he said place your thumbs over your eyes
and press gently, and i replied isn't that
and no i can't feel my hands but i'm
not really bothered, i will sleep
sleep and sleep, i won't need them,
and please keep an eye on the sea til i
wake, it might pack up its fish and
go travelling, it might leak through
the holes in the earth like a sieve,
all the shipwrecks and sharks will
(i don't believe in anything, and that makes me a liar because i believe in that)
Tick TockTick tock, the time goes by.Tick Tock2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I lay so still and wonder why.
Thoughts racing through my head.
Almost think I'd rather be dead,
Then go through these pointless motions.
Am I depressed or devoid of emotion?
With no happiness, I only feel pain.
Faking this smile is just a drain.
I don't know how much til I crack.
Almost wish for an anxiety attack.
What comes next? More of the same?
A suicide shouldn't be my aim.
When all seems lost, what do you do?
Getting some sleep would be something new.