A Monster's Plea for MercyYou're too close
Too close for comfort
I don't need your help
Stay way from me
I'll only hurt you
Not just once
But many times
Til' you feel broken
Just like me
Leave me alone
Leave me alone
I can't stop
In the end
I'll kill you
Slowly and painfully
I don't want to
To hurt all of you
Like I hurt myself
But I want to stop
Though I really can't
Make it stop
Make it stop....
Please (Don't) Hate MeIf I told you a liePlease (Don't) Hate Me2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But it made you smile
Would it still be a sin?
If I opened the door
But turned you away
Would you still come in?
If I sliced my skin
But it didn't hurt
Would it still be wrong?
If I acted all brave
But couldn't face it
Would I still be strong?
If I tied my noose
Around a tree's open arms
Would it be an embrace?
If I left tonight
And begged you stay
Would you still give chase?
If I committed sin
But hurt nobody
Would I be welcome above?
If I do something you hate
But only for your good
Could it still be true love?
I wish my eyes were a mirrorI wish my eyes were a mirrorI wish my eyes were a mirror2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so you can see you as i see
your heart was crushed by an image
built by a cruel society
I wish my eyes were a mirror
So that i may help you to believe
that what they say is lies
and show you how you are to me
I wish my Heart could speak clearer
to help you understand
that you are the only person
that can fill my empty hands
I wish i could be your savior
Wipe away your fresh tears
i would gently say i love you
as i hold you through the years
And i wish my soul was a healer
to undo all of the pain
Make all their hostile efforts
finally end in vain
But to you im just a stranger
or "Just friends at best"
because you fear that i will hurt you
just like all the rest
So i wish my eyes were a mirror
So you can see you as i see
And ill continue to count the days
until you become one with me.
The Dark ForestThe dark forestThe Dark Forest2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It takes you in
And comes when you least expect it
The dark forest
But at the same time it’s your graveyard of memories
As you venture deeper into the darkness
You feel this presence sitting on your shoulder
As it gets comfortable you remember the feeling
And it fills you with fright
The dark forest
Horrible in its own way
You hate being there but you’ve know it for so long
The dark forest
Inside there is no turning back
While you know you don’t want to do this
And as you reach the end you see the a shovel
The presence gets stronger as you pick it up
You walk a little longer until you get to a hole
You jump down inside it and start digging
Slowly but surely you can’t get out
And when you’re trapped there only others can save you
But you’re to insecure to accept the help
Even though the wounds on your arms, tells all your tales
And how you started digging that hole
The EndDig your nails into your skin, feel their harshness crawl within.The End2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Scratch and tear the flesh apart, for here begins a fresh new start.
See the pink, the red, and the blue, grab a knife, you know what to do.
Remove the organs, hear the tears, scream and wail for further repairs.
And now you're down to your heart, tear it out to end and restart.
Dear ...Dear ...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Thank You so much. You are an extraordinary friend who does an outstanding job in healing the wounds of every broken-pieced, depression-suffering and heart-lost teenager.
Angry? I curse using you.
Happy? I get high using you.
Fatigue? I whine using you.
Sad? I cry screaming you.
You make the best of me. You describe me at my worst, at my best. You bring out the lively emotions from my dead-looking, stinking-cold heart. You are able to twist, turn and portray the most powerful messages ever. Through poems, spoken words, and literature; you scream when tears have gone dry, you rise from the dead and stand up when injustice is served and you send such strong messages that it shakes the feet of mankind off the filthy-filled ground.
You are caring, gentle, kind and loving. Thank You for always being there and helping me never give up.
A Warped Love SonnetYou smile, your fingers wrap around my neckA Warped Love Sonnet6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I smile as I put the gun to your head
The cold rain splashes around our prone forms
And it feels like the devil is with us.
When did our love start to decay and sour?
When did the smiles and love turn into slaps?
I hate you so damn much its hard to breathe
But when I dream at night, I see your face.
I am going to kill you with kisses
And love you with hot metal bullets
While you just smile and kiss my cold, dead lips
The knife of your betrayal in my back.
Dear God, are we not such a wicked pair
To have the same passion in love and hate?
Sonnet IIII sit here crouched in a poorly lit room,Sonnet III6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cycling through what life was like long ago.
Dread of my future does linger and loom,
Only having a damaged heart to show.
You use to tickle my cold lips with yours,
So delicately forcing them on mine.
Now left with a fleeting image, closed doors,
Sky gloomy, for me the sun does not shine.
As if a dream, you reach hesitantly,
Unsure if you want to give me a chance,
When last time I hurt you so blatantly,
I wish to repair this damaged romance.
Let us keep silent, walk off hand in hand,
Going on with life just as we had planned.
Old FriendHello there again, my old friendOld Friend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I didn't invite you, nor I ever do
How long will you stay?
Or will you ever go away?
Have you been here all along?
I thought you were gone,
Will you prove me wrong?
As long as you're here,
Don't come in too near
Keep a safe distance,
Find your own place
At the edge of the room
At least when I'm all alone,
I know I can find you at my home
Always by my side,
Willing to be my guide
Like an unsound ghost,
Providing company when I need it most
But I wish you would let me be,
And give back my eyes to see
I'm falling when with you,
How do I know what's true?
Perhaps I gave you an invitation,
And it wasn't just your manipulation
But never would I ask for such an intrusion,
That brings nothing more than empty seclusion
No matter how far I push you away,
I fear with me you will always stay
Whenever I think it's going to end,
There you are again, my old friend
MessEverywhere I goMess2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every single place
The troubles seem to grow
Every smiling face
Eventually frowns with woe
Why can't I do
I just screw
Up everything despite
The happiness I try to spew
Is it me
Am I the source of this ache
Does the pain flow free
Is this what I make
Should I go away and hide
Never to see others
Or the outside
But would I stop another's
Pain and be the only one that ever cried
What is a life with no grey
When everyone is sad
I'd give it all away
It wouldn't be that bad
I would finally be able to say
I saved a life
Magic SonnetShall I compare thee to a Quidditch matchMagic Sonnet3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So filled are you with magic and mirth
You're Alohomora has unfastened my heart's latch
As the broomsticks fly, you lift me from the earth.
Stronger than the force of any Bludger,
Lips redder than any Quaffle
My soul you fill with hunger
That cannot be sainted by even the sweetest waffle
You are the Keeper of my heart's rings,
The Chaser of my soul's desire,
You are the Seeker of all these things,
Like Incendio, you light my world on fire.
More glorious and precious than the fluttering golden snitch,
My wonderful wizard, more beautiful and handsome than any witch.
starry eyes implodeshe cannot recall allstarry eyes implode2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the things she's
pretty pills, rancid
razor blades and
wasted words coat
her sorry throat
she can't count her
fingers, like she can't
count the days again--
it's zero to zero, in it
to spin it:
time is measured in
lengths of abandonment.
she comes home empty-
"I gave up again
I gave up I gave it
away I gave up"
repeated like some
and once more she
apologizes to a
just hoping to
better to go
and when she walks,
she holds hands
with the yellowed
skeleton of a
forgotten little girl--
on their tour of
the world. she
stops at the
edge and whispers
'there is a point of
no return' with
a guiding hand;
she sends her off
and realizes she's
Anything.We waited in silence,Anything.2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
For a sound.
But nothing ever happened,
And no one ever came.
We waited for him.
But he never came.
A long plane ride in bitter silence,
Left alone with a crushing reality.
He was never coming home.
And we realize that no amount of wishin will bring him back to us.
But still we wait.
Wondering if he watches us or turns away in shame?
Wondering if he's proud of who we became?
Wondering if he will visit our dreams anymore?
And we wait in silence.
For a sound.
StrongerStrongerStronger2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've had some tough spots
(Nothing compared to many
but tough for me)
I've made mistakes
I've had to make some choices
Not all of which I think were correct
I thought I knew myself
And the world around me
But then I learned
I knew nothing
And it was like the rug was pulled
From under my feet
Down down down I went
So far down I wondered
Was there a point?
A point to all this?
I'm going to die one way or another
Why then instead of now
Why carry on in confusion and pain?
There were things to be done
Problems to be solved
Ripples to make
No matter how hard it was
No matter how confused I was
Those things would not last
I had things to do
I decided, then and there
By the roadside
In the dark and rain
That I would live
And I would make something of my life
I've been down that hole
And seen what lies at the bottom
I climbed back out, though
And am stronger for it.
LonelinessLooking at the ceilingLoneliness2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
night after night
waiting in vain
for a hopeful ray of light
I keep telling myself
to hold on to life
there must be deeper reasons
for all that endless strife.
Trying to devise
a bunch of tricks and schemes
to feed my hungry loneliness
with treats of boring themes
I'm getting filled with hopelessness
and pain in my heart
because of some unknown
and unjustified act.
Waiting for a letter
a knock on my door
a voice on the telephone
I'd never ask for more
I hear the time's rush
breaking my existence
forcing me to the slavery
of fatal subsistence.
And when I turn the lights off
to start the ghostly sounds
revive the fictive shadows
and sleep with strange bounds
I imagine your face
inside a misty frame
smiling at me again
my heartbeat's fast refrain.
No One Can See...Each day is so different,No One Can See...4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her emotions change,
Why do they do that,
As each day comes?
One day happy,
The next, she is an emotional wreck.
But no one knows,
They can't see it.
Or they don't want to see it.
An ordinary girl,
Making everyone smile.
Well that's what it seems.
Behind the scene,
Is something dark.
No one knows,
They can't see it.
Not even those who are close to her.
She is silently screaming to tell,
But who would listen?
Why would they care?
Eventually she can't take it any longer,
She gives up.
Nothing makes her smile,
Not even the joy of making others smile.
Nothing seems worth it anymore.
Nothing makes her smile,
there is no meaning to,
She now sits alone,
But still, even with the changes,
They way she looks,
No one can see,
She is sad,
And just wants someone to talk to.
BullyShh.Bully2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Demons in the shadows
They'll find a way
To get you.
Beatings, swallowing you.
Scars, defining you.
You know you're weak.
You can't fight a bully
When the bully's inside of you.
count to infinity before you sleep.cause i knowcount to infinity before you sleep.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
there are days when
it's painful to even breathe,
your throat closing up on the knowledge
that you don't know
how much longer you'll be waiting on this
band-aided, superglued planet.
every cell in your body vying to be the next to die,
and all you have to tell them is
maybe. maybe next time.
those are the days you spend
cutting rose thorns into your palms
and clenching your fists tight around
jagged reflections and prismed rainbows.
the days you realize
we're losing so much faster than we're learning.
we're maturing faster than we're growing.
adults stuck in the bodies of kids,
moving around, making the mistakes
no one ever wants to look back on.
those are the days you realize
it's not worth living here anymore.
you're using too many burnt-like sugar words
to get what you want, a mistaken human in wolf's clothing.
your lies are becoming louder than your screams,
but if the knife fits wear it on your skin.
this is the age where you feel caught between
ScreamingThe screaming is too loud, today and tonight.Screaming2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I clasp my hands over my ears.
And shut it tight.
My eye’s eyes are shut. I don’t scream anymore.
Dry lips, from no longer screaming.
My mouth will remain shut.
Time no longer turning.
I am here for you little screaming girl.
Don’t open your mouth.
You’ll fall victim to the repetition.
The addiction of the screams.
Once I open my eyes
Fading to white, the world around me blurs.
Refusing to scream, just because of the
Others fall victim to the repetition, the addiction.
Sweet little boy, you screamed for so long.
Surely you must be tired.,
And your voice is so horse.
Just trying to make it by.
Screaming my last scream.
Too loud, my voice breaks.
Into little precious pieces
I Never Found HerShe chased me.I Never Found Her2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
“I'm gonna get him!” she growled. She was on her knees and crawling around, trailing not even 3 feet behind.
With each bulky step I took, the old, hardwood floor vibrated under the carpet. I was never really, per say, ‘light on my feet’ in the short years I’ve lived.
I giggled and anticipation rose in my chest when I stopped and she was almost at my feet. I ran away again, and stood in my room.
Then she stopped. Slowly, I crept from behind my hamper and she was waiting for me at the trim of my door.
I smiled and we made eye contact. She remained still until she screamed and turned away from me.
My mother eyed me strangely, but she shrugged it off and continued into the dining room.
She looked at back at me and crawled away, and out of nowhere, I heard a thud. I knew that was my sister’s hiding place.
I tittered a little and stomped into my mother’s room.
Boom. Thud. Boom.
She popped out from between the small chair and the
I'm Fine"Are you okay?"I'm Fine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That's all they say.
And I leave behind
These words in my mind.
I'm broken, I'm dying.
Inside, I'm crying.
There are wounds beneath my skin.
There are trials I face within.
There are things I just can't say.
There are people I must betray.
Beneath a smile, I feel pain.
Behind the sun, there's always a little rain.
And beneath these words I hold in my head...
There's always the thing I say instead.
I leave the truth behind..
So when they say, "are you okay?"
I always say, "I'm fine."
Why?Why do I speakWhy?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
when everyone would prefer quiet?
Why do I show my face
when everyone finds it appalling?
Why do I try
when everyone finds annoyance?
Why do I live
if everyone wants me dead?
so I can spread God's word.
I show my face
because God loves the sight.
I try hard
because God wills me to.
because God gave me the gift to.
the beastthe beast2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
they fly from your lips
sharper than sticks or stones
more deadly than broken bones
they stick in the flesh
c o r r o d i n g
this armor I've made
they bite and tear
a beast unleashed upon its prey
it devours the conscious left to decay
they slowly invade the mind
c o r r u p t i ng
this peace I've found
they fade and pass
our victim left to mend the pieces
with her self inflicted diseases
they gently wake reality
c o r r e c t i n g
this delusion I've created
The Crimson Loftwing Chapter 5Aepon Gets A BathThe Crimson Loftwing Chapter 53 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was one of those times again.
Everyone knew that Loftwings were all different, all varying. Their likes, dislikes, faults, flaws, peeves, obsessions, and objects of affection changed from bird to bird, as different as feather color. One could love something as much as another loathed it. One could be friendly and another could be antisocial, save for its partner. One could be completely docile and another could be fiery and stubborn. One could be possessive of its partner and another could hardly care less if its partner almost hit the cloud layer.
One could have a taste for pumpkin while another could prefer the rare bit of Octorok meat. Some preferred specific colors to others. One might love to spend time with its partner and another might just want to be alone on certain days. One could dislike contact with its head or neck and another could allow any contact with any part of its body.
Baths were no different. All birds needed them at least once e
ListenCan you hear meListen3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Listen to my cries
Feel my pain
See your neglect
Understand what you've put me through
Hear me roar
My anger bouncing off the wall
My sadness ringing in
Your deaf ears
Can't you hear me
Do you just not care
Listen to me
Don't walk away
I'm not finished
If only you'd hear me
If only I could make you see
Why won't you listen
Why don't you care
Do you not see the tears
You're the one that's made to care
It's your job
Why can't you just listen
Maybe you can't hear me
I'm just not loud enough