My Own Self-DestructionThere are things about meMy Own Self-Destruction4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I just can't control
The shame makes me want
To crawl in a hole
I rely on you more
Than you'll ever know
It'd be better for you
If I were to go
I know I'm a burden
Don't bother denying
But I can't seem to shake this
No matter how hard I'm trying
The guilt causes pain
And so does the fear
The voices inside
Are all I can hear
All of these things
Make it so hard to function
I am the cause
Of my own self-destruction.
Poem #26i was a drizzlePoem #265 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and he was a hailstorm.
the sun was our only witness
to a romance
that was never meant to last
much past the changing leaves.
he had ocean eyes
and a crooked smile.
i have scraped knees
and a bruised heart.
he'll always be
What You KnowSometimes the disinfectant hurts more than the infection,What You Know3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sometimes the pain is better than the protection.
Sometimes the tears sting more than the smile,
Sometimes the yard tires more than the mile.
Sometimes the blood shines brighter than the blade,
Sometimes the heart is blacker than the spade.
Sometimes the kiss is sharper than the slap,
Sometimes the lure is worth the trap.
Sometimes the night is lighter than the day,
Sometimes the beast is weaker than the prey.
Sometimes the cut hurts less than the sob,
Sometimes the break is harder than the job.
Sometimes the lie is prettier than the truth,
Sometimes the alibi is better than the proof.
Sometimes the hate is kinder than the love,
Sometimes the buzzard is holier than the dove.
Sometimes the loser gains more than the winner,
Sometimes the saint is worse than the sinner.
Sometimes the girl is stronger than the boy,
Sometimes the child is more broken than the toy.
Sometimes the poison is sweeter than the cure,
Sometimes the dirty are
You're Not MeYou have absolutely no ideaYou're Not Me4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What it's like to be me
Unless you're looking through these eyes
There's no way you can see
I know that you don't understand
It's a hard thing to explain
The methods that I use
To get through all this pain
You may not think you're judging me
But it's obvious you are
If you try to help while judging me
You won't get very far
You're telling me to do things
That I simply cannot do
It's not that I don't want to change
It's just I don't know how to
I know I'm hard to deal with
I know it oh, so well
And for that I am ashamed
It hurts you, I can tell
I'm sorry for the way I am
More sorry than you know
But the depth of all my feelings
Is something I can't show
You do not have the power
To understand all there is to me
Because the person that I am
Is someone you'll never be.
Fear of FireFear of Fire4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Since I was little everyone told me that fire was to be feared.
That it was a tool used to protect but when used wrong a double bladed knife.
You play with fire and you'll get burned.
That with light comes pain. That is the way of life.
I used to stick my finger in the flame.
It hurt. It burned.
But to me it was a way to escape the pain.
A way to hold it back. To keep it tamed.
Slowly flames grew bigger, brighter.
With a power that consumes everything in its path.
Deep, rare, powerful, hungry, that is fire.
Not only passion but a deep rath.
It eats a person from the inside out.
Until it is released.
A rage the burns, but you don't even know what it is about.
Then it hides again, not gone but hidden for a time. Leaving you with a false sence of relief.
To YouTo the girl I sawTo You2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With the sad, sad eyes.
To the boy I met
Who wasn't allowed to cry.
To the man I saw
Who was falsely accused.
To the woman I met
Who was badly abused.
This is my ode to you
For you live on despite it.
I'm so proud of you
For you can still fight it.
The world is against you,
But it's not your fault.
It's just the way
This world was taught.
So live on, live on,
Don't you give up here.
It gets better later,
The light is near.
I believe in you,
I know you can make it.
I'll reach out my hand,
If you need it, just take it.
You're not invisible,
And you'll be fine.