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An Everlasting FriendA little pressure,An Everlasting Friend5 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
With blade in hand.
It's the only way,
I can survive in this land.
I can't survive,
On my own.
Without my blade,
I'm so alone.
My sanity,
Is slipping away.
My only savior,
Is the end of my days.
As my soul
Slips through the cracks,
I let go,
And take a step back.
When I smile,
I am lying.
Because inside,
I am dying.
The only touch,
That can be real,
Is the cold, cruel kiss,
Of the blackest steel.
With that in mind,
I digress to shade,
And proceed to pull out,
My beautiful blade.
WarIt's not about living.War5 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
It's about dying.
It's not about laughing,
It's about crying.
It's about loss,
And pain.
It's about greed,
And personal gain.
It's about yelling,
And slamming the door.
It is what it is,
And this is war.
It's My LifeLeave me alone.It's My Life2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I get inspiration from my depression.
I find bravery,
In my regression.
The cuts on my wrist,
Are a pattern of inspriration.
But others say,
They're an aberration.
Don't try to fix me.
This is who I am.
This is my life.
To change it,
I'll be damned.
I refuse to be changed.
So good luck trying.
On the surface, I look happy,
But inside I am dying.
Give it a rest,
And let it be.
You should give up.
You can't fix me.
My FearsI'm scared that I will fail.My Fears4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And that I will be alone.
I'm scared that I'll be left behind,
And I won't have a home.
I won't make it to college,
My grades won't be good enough.
I've got too much emotional stress;
I don't need this stuff.
It's a waste of time,
And I'll leave it all behind,
The day that I skip town,
And when you want to complain to me,
I won't be around.
So stop your drama,
Stop that crap.
I promise,
Karma will get you back.
I don't want a part of it;
Don't even want to be associated with your mess.
I think that I'll just leave,
Until you decide to digress.
Stop lying,
Stop crying,
Stop complai
Redemption of a Fallen AngelI am not free.Redemption of a Fallen Angel4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My wings are gone.
I cannot fly.
All I can do,
Is wait here to die,
I walk in this land of mortals,
I see pain, hatred, and fear.
I see bloodshed, and betrayal,
And fallen tears.
They fall,
Like me,
Gravity pulls them down.
And they fall atop the grass,
Like a halo,
Or a crown.
God has cast me out,
I am a mere mortal girl.
I am alone,
A foreigner to this world.
A lonely fallen angel,
But I can still please God.
I can please the Father,
The One Who Was,
And Is,
And Forever Shall Be.
I will earn back God's favour.
I can be worthy.
Free of YouI can't trust the ones around me.Free of You4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can't let them see the real me.
They think under my depression,
And sadness,
And scars,
And madness,
That there is a truly happy girl,
Waiting to escape.
She will never emerge,
No matter how long they wait.
Because she simply isn't there.
Under all the layers,
Of my different personalities,
All there is,
Is simply little ol' me.
I'm not spectacular,
I don't not have a big heart.
If you take away the strings if me,
I will fall apart.
The threads if love,
Few those they may be,
Are the only things that hold together,
My fragile sanity.
Love for my poetry,
Photography,
And my
For YouI am not a robot.For You5 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I promise I have a soul.
I promise I have a heart,
But my heart is not whole.
There's thirteen years of damage,
And confusion on my plate.
I consider it lucky,
If I can get my head on straight.
But if I could start all over,
That's something I'd never do.
You want to ask why, my dear?
Well, of course, because of you.
You taught me what it meant,
To feel like I'm home.
You taught me what it meant,
To not have to be alone.
You taught me what it meant,
To trust someone and fall.
You taught me what it meant,
To stray from protocol.
But you left me here,
Covered in tears,
Mingled with blood and sw
something's gone but i'm too tired to look for it.fluidity.something's gone but i'm too tired to look for it.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
that's all it is.
where some people
let their words be
smooth, i halt mine
with awkward breath
marks and unnecessary
punctuation. i lack
fluidity.
to be eloquent
and to be well read
are two completely
different things.
i am not pedantic.
i just like words
and use them even
if they don't fit.
because i don't have
fluidity.
i'm choppy, brittle,
snappy words like
bubble wrap, quick
and crunchy like
chopsticks on a
keyboard, i can't
use proper metaphors,
for that would
defeat the purpose
of my piece. why
would i change
relatability when
i can easily lose
fluidity?
i don't care how
the words get out
just as long as
they spit out
even
Broken Wings / To Fly.I want to see,Broken Wings / To Fly.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the world and beyond,
but something shackles,
me to the ground.
My wings are broken,
I can't fly away,
it won't heal,
without hope.
Something festers,
in my soul,
this hate I have,
I need a cure.
I want be free,
I will break free,
from this cage I'm in,
stuck underground.
Fire burns alight,
in the dark night,
keeps the shadows,
away from myself.
-------
Now these broken wings,
are healed and full,
I'll take the first step,
to rise toward the heavens.
I'm free from the ground,
and to the skies I fly,
this freedom I sought,
it feels like nothing I ever felt before.
It feels so good,
to take flight,
through-out the clouds,
Not Strong Enough...I'm not strong enough to stay away.Not Strong Enough...2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Can't run from you
I just run back to you.
Like a moth I'm drawn in to your flame,
Say my name, but it's not the same.
You look in my eyes, I'm stripped of my pride.
And my soul surrenders, and you bring my heart to it's knees.
And it's killin' me when you're away, I wanna leave and I wanna stay.
And I'm so confused, So hard to choose.
Between the pleasure and the pain.
And I know it's wrong, and I know it's right.
Even if I try to win the fight, my heart would overrule my mind.
And I'm not strong enough to stay away
I'm not strong enough to stay away
What can I do
I would die without you
In your presence
The Story We KnowRun, Dorothy, run,The Story We Know2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Like you've never run before.
Hurry,
Don't wait!!
Oz will shut the door!
Tin Man needs a heart;
Cowardly Lion needs some courage.
Scarecrow needs some brains,
Oz needs your words.
Dorothy,
With those red slippers,
The Wicked Witch will chase now.
You angered her,
Ruined her,
Crushed her sister with your house.
Glenda,
The Good Witch,
Can only protect you for so long.
See?
See now?
She's gone.
Tim Man has heart,
Cowardly Lion crus on the floor,
Scarecrow is just straw.
Why'd you let Oz shut the door?
constant longing, forever past.minutes turned intoconstant longing, forever past.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
hours turned into
days turned into
weeks turned into
months without you.
i didn't think that
i could do it. really.
i thought it would
be over, disappeared.
i thought i would be
decimated, and i
started out that way.
but now i must heal
the wounds that i
faced every time i
saw yours, you're so
beautiful on the
outside but on the
inside, you're a
monster, never rest.
you look at me like
what we had never
existed, and quite
frankly, i'm okay
with just that. i'd
rather you view me
with indifference
instead of hatred.
all this time has
gone by so quickly,
do you remember all
those good times that
we made together?
nostalgia e
untitled.going through the motions,untitled.3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
often frightened, never fearful,
only teardrops stain my pillow as
days slowly turn to nights.
breathe into me quietly,
you always knew the best of me.
even as i perished, you were there.
flee the one you deemed a friend,
open up yourself to grief,
realizing your sweet relief will
evolve as time trudges by.
vast fields of vengeance flood my
emotions, cut stronger than any
real knife to any real flesh.
leaving will be the hardest part.
orange sunsets fade to black dusk.
very true are the things i feel,
even if you called them falsities.
several ways to severely sever yourselves.i've watched so many people fade away.several ways to severely sever yourselves.1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
it wasn't that i wanted to, i just felt so
obligated to view their personal manifesto of
melancholy because i wasn't obsessed enough
with mine to call it a disease just quite yet.
each moment is like another grain of sand
slipping to the other side of the hourglass,
a millisecond i will never get back, something
only achievable in my dreams, not any reality.
my mishaps are like ecstasy. every time that i
feel sadness pulsing through my translucent
fleshy coat, veins the deepest blue that only
the most wan of individuals can relate to, i
see only that rush of anxiety that can get
that blood pumping faste
the apology poem that shouldn't have to exist.oh, the wretch and ruin.the apology poem that shouldn't have to exist.4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
watch me as i burn
away these faces of
emotion with the drip
of my own saline tears.
i have nothing to be
ashamed of, for your
lies greatly surpass
my recollections.
immaturity, hiding
shadows, months upon
months wasted, sorrow
drowning me, doubtfully,
life without a crutch.
you are not worth my
sadness but you have
denied me the right to
move on when you violated
the trust we established
and validated why i
have dealt with depression.
scum like you shouldn't
have to dictate my life,
but i let you. and that's
not okay anymore. so
here's my last hurrah
to you, i know you'll
never read this because
you refuse to se
So long...It's time to release this demon kept back for so longSo long...2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Trying to stop thinking so wrong
It's time to release all these tears..
Never holding back..not trying to get near..
I swear until the day I die
Our love was never a lie
It was something pure
Not some forgotten lore
I've never experienced sorrow like this..
Nothing can ever save me from this painful bliss...
Eh, it's whatever..
It's like we'll never talk again
So I guess this is a goodbye..?
*sigh*
We Carry OnThe tears don't stop, but we keep on livingWe Carry On2 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
The scars are back, but keep on healing
Nothing will be the same
Are you crazy?
From this we are strong, if not stronger
This was special, never been around before
True, but that makes it all the more precious to hold on to
Don't let this ruin your heart
I don't know what to do know
Neither do I. Until I thought back on it
And a few things came to mind
I am not afraid to keep on living
The future is bulletproof
So long and goodnight
We carry on
Feeling Good!The freeness is only momentary.Feeling Good!1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Enjoy the relishing feelings
and smile to your joy.
Like life,
You'll never know when you will be happy again.
It hits you
Then leaves.
Like a rainy day,
It will toss your ways
And then leaves you wayward.
Confused.
Again, it will come back
And do the same again and again.
Always coming back.
But it's refreshing and beautiful,
All at once.
Happiness is a sneak attack.
Happens, then doesn't.
Hold on to it with a clear head and
Enjoy!!!!
- Taylor Huskey (47th poem)
IdentityLost.Identity2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Found.
It Doesn't matter.
Control slipped.
Chaos closed in.
My identity
Reared it's head,
And slammed me down.
Leaving me in the dust.
Never to be found.
- Taylor Huskey (42 poem)
a reminiscent poem about nothing and everything.a breath can mean so much more.a reminiscent poem about nothing and everything.2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
a fear keeps me from catching it.
actually, it's more than fear.
an enigma possesses me like the strongest gale.
avid dreaming is destroyed by nightmares.
bound to be broken sooner or later.
breathe your lifeblood into me.
can you help me?
can't you help me?
cancerous thoughts spread like wildfire.
cold hands don't hold mine anymore.
cough up blood to keep from choking.
crying isn't optional--it's recreational.
dancing thoughts evade me like fairytales.
don't you want to call me?
don't you want to keep me?
don't you want to save me?
doubt is the only thing keeping you from answering.
each teardrop is a story.
e
Sailed AwayMy hope is gone,Sailed Away4 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sinking down into sorrow.
I've lost all hope,
Of a better tomorrow.
The balls and chains,
Pull it down.
Like the corners of my lips,
In their perpetual frown.
The lies,
Oh the lies,
The terrible untruths.
All of me,
Is exhausted and used.
The pain,
The excruciating pain.
It's completely pointless,
There's no gain.
I've lost all hope,
For a better tomorrow.
I've lost all hope,
For a better day.
My happiness is gone.
It has sailed away.
Glistening, Gleaming, Seeing, BelievingI am nothing.Glistening, Gleaming, Seeing, Believing5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am in the background
Of a cruel world.
You do not see me.
Your eyes are drawn
To that which is beautiful.
I am not.
Your ears are drawn to stories of success.
My story
Is not.
You yourself are drawn
To attractiveness.
I am blank.
I have no face.
I am a cartoon.
I am alone,
And hidden from the world.
In a corner,
I lie still.
You do not know me.
You will never know me.
Because I do not sparkle.
I do not glisten or gleam.
But that which does,
Is not all
That it seems.
FlyWhat is a "life?"Fly5 months ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
If it has no meaning?
Can I truly live
While I'm still grieving?
Is the weight of the world
Going to crush me?
I have no future,
As far as I can see.
I let her fall.
Now I never speak her name.
I let her fall.
Is it time for me to do the same?
Sta.sh
