Trust MeWithin love, only the passing of time will allow me to see,Trust Me5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The truth behind a statement where confusion and pain is free,
Learning to ride a bike, I could always feel my fathers hand,
With a steady momentum, an hour glass of sand,
I would trip however never fall,
My fathers actions never came with a stall,
Each day started in the same way,
The same conversation, repetition is what he would say,
Mother is loving however never there,
Two voices beyond my the other side of the door is rare,
There are times mother and father would embrace,
Understandings of love creates a blank face,
When my body began to scare me, when it started to change,
My father helped me welcome it without feeling strange,
Pregancy, diseases, sexual expression; sex and masturbation,
My perception changed, fear became fascination,
Father hugs like a friend with mother in the house,
In my room they last longer, when there's no one else,
Within love, only the passing of time will allow me to see,
the criminal mentalit
Lost Within ViewBeneath labels and connected behaviours, I lay covered,Lost Within View3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The death of my mother, now by the grim reaper I am mothered,
Life is time; I'm just beyond a measurement,
I am a bias enemy, indirect resentment,
I am the hidden item in the lost tomb,
I am the invisible sight, lost within my bedroom,
I want acknowledgment, but don't ask for,
For the voice I seek may attack my core,
The needle at the bottom of the haystack,
The outline of an image hidden within in the black,
The cause of disagreements, the eventual fight,
The outline of an image hidden within in the white,
Can you see the other side of the wall?
The distant face, a reason for a stall,
Can you hear the sound within silence?
The distant ear, provoking indirect silence,
Can you smell a sent beyond you?
The distant nose, searching for a que,
Beneath labels and connected behaviours, I lay covered,
The person within sight waiting to be discovered.
The HealerHe takes my heart in his hand,The Healer4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And a stitching needle in the other.
He's stitching up the scars,
And making me feel better.
He's gluing up the cracks,
And healing the wounds.
So my heart can feel again,
And love him more.
He teaches me how to love,
Without having to fear.
And when my heart needs repairing,
He's quick to take care of it.
He puts the pieces back on,
When my heart has been shattered.
He takes care of my fragile heart,
Especially when it needs it most.
And most of the time,
He's completely unaware that he's doing it.
Thoughts In Liguid FormI stare at my arm with anger for I know that it can't contain,Thoughts In Liguid Form3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The reactions to my past, the assumptions hiding in the dancing rain,
Don't say that you care, don't you dare begin to stare,
My skin shakes, there's only so much it can bare,
Don't say for me you have hope,
Trying to hide, my tears can't cope,
Don't say that u feel, don't say that pain can heal,
My skin shakes, only one perception can be real,
Don't say that for me you have lust or love,
Trying to hide, the gun waiting to shoot the white dove,
Don't say that there isn't shame; don't say there isn't blame,
My skin shakes; I notice the forgotten cigarette butt and know we're the same,
Don't say the past doesn't matter; I'm the six foot son,
Trying to hide, the bullets are not in my gun,
Don't say that your right, don't say it will pass with the arrival of light,
My skin shakes, knowing what will happen alone at the end of the night,
Don't say my perception is strange,
Trying to hide, as a reflection and its creator exchange,
Would You Notice Me?Living life as an actor, a rewritten script to see,Would You Notice Me?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Evolving labels and characteristics hope to escape, to be,
If I changed the shape, the colour of my hair,
Would it change the way you stare?
If I changed the label of book,
Would it change the way you look,
If I changed thoughts, the unconscious link,
Would it change something that is automatic, the way you think?
If I overcome the power of a fear,
Would you catch each lonely tear?
If I placed a bandaid to cover a brake,
Would you hold me when I shake?
If I stand on my toes to become taller,
Would you forget yesterday, when I was smaller?
If I limited my speech, held every second word,
Would we stand together and judge the rest of the herd?
If I turned away to hide an emotion,
Would you hold my hand and battle lifes' commotion?
If I became your image, a heart to tame,
In our relationship would I remain?
Living life as an actor, a rewritten script to see,
If I hide my depression, would you notice me?
Pillows That Hide ConfusionLiving life without the thought of an illusion,Pillows That Hide Confusion3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love he expresses, thus love is my conclusion,
Standing alone following the bell, I stand outside of school,
Knowing that my daddy will soon arrive holding a rule,
A one that he calls a secret, one I keep hidden from the law,
One that I cover with a layer of ignorance while it attacks my core,
I live this lie without knowing that one day it will attack,
Until that moment I survive without knowing one day their will be an impact,
One to battle with a councillor holding my hand,
One that surfaces only when I attempt to think, to stand,
I see dads' cars heading towards me,
I laugh and feel proud that I he can see,
He tightened my seat belt to keep me safe, free from fear,
Then looks down with a smile that battles his ability to stear,
We arrive home, he asks me take a shower,
I get undressed and wash my body, he stands holding power,
He picks me up as his pants come down,
Laying silent at first, no need for a sound,
He asks me to watch, his
Your Love Is EnoughThe illusion of love, you will eventually forgive,Your Love Is Enough4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The winning race where you did not bid,
Morning arrives I hold my eroding heart,
I turn to my partner, honey we have to start,
A sleeping child that will try to hide,
As a team we can attack from any side,
Breakfast to make, then a room to clean,
My husband goes to work as I steam,
We work together and against one another,
I hate the way our child pauses after saying mother,
Like any family we argue, we fight,
Then we receive closure with the arrival of the night,
My husband changed, took time to believe,
That despite his faults I didn't leave,
At times of anger, fingers I point,
You're a bad role model, put away the joint,
I know my son needs a father and a dad,
I keep smiling while boarder lining mad,
The illusion of love, you will eventually forgive,
The reason I don't leave him; we have a kid.
My Permant BandaidYou are my permeant bandaid; the hurdle to becoming broken,My Permant Bandaid4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The statue of strength forever frozen,
Last night ended with an emotional exchange,
Lifes puzzle, hormones and instincts would rearrange,
Torn clothes finding a new home on the floor,
Our eyes silently scream for more,
Words of instincts roam and search,
As a governised god watches from a movable perch,
I have words pleading to escape my mouth,
However, fail as you travel south,
Eye contact is temporarily lost,
Pleasure with a moving destination, the only cost,
Now, I lay still with the morning son,
Afraid to leave this bed, afraid to become just another one,
Another fleeting soul,
Living with the assumption of control,
My lover sleeps within reach,
I stare at my student teacher, without speech,
Words die; I only have a thought,
A notion of appreciation that I can't sort,
I hold the figure from my dreams, the one I couldn't see,
I stand ambivalent, the solution with a problem set free,
I stroke your hair, I watch you silently
Where's WallyI am unique, however not one of a kind,Where's Wally4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The confused mind watching and wanting to rewind,
Wanting an answer, needing to know,
The puppet master deciding which you go,
I have a parent that states this is rude,
Cuddling in bed when we are both nude,
A parent that likes a mature kiss,
That forever destroys each personal wish,
I want to follow instincts like lust,
However fail apon a foundation of broken trust,
I want to focus on now, on today,
However with the past, I pray,
That a role model will allow, will provide,
A reason to stand and knowingly divide,
From parents with a raised hand,
And a school with to much land,
Fences do more then keep out,
They trap within, reasons to shout,
I am unique, however not one of a kind,
The abused school student, look and you may find.
The Death Of TrustMy husband is loving, a heart that always desires more,The Death Of Trust5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Years of marriage and a son that is four,
Our home contains countless moments, precious memories of our life,
Photos of an aging child, a trusting husband and wife,
We have grown, ages and constantly change,
Our son hides from raised voices, a heated exchange,
Saturday afternoon, I take time to rest,
I'm home alone and begin a foreign test,
My son loves his night light,
Afraid of monsters all day and night,
A close neighbour, unconfutable to preach,
Our son with theirs, tried to teach,
An act of a higher age,
Touching each others genitals, parents rage,
I spoke with my son, please inform me,
He pointed towards the source, a flickering T.V.
After seeing porn he attempted to react,
Unaware of the devastating impact,
My husband was nervous, unsure how to handle,
Sex affecting an influential mind sitting in front of a swaying candle,
As a team, we work and move on,
What our son did, he knows now is wrong,
My husband is loving, a heart
Dying By Your AssumptionYour assumptions causes me to shake, to become another,Dying By Your Assumption4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The confused son, friend and swaying brother,
Scars live with shadows; don't turn off the light,
Monsters blur ethics and call it right,
I don't speak much at school,
Confused by each contradicting rule,
Teachers and other students stand in front of me,
Despite this, a source of help I fail to see,
Kicking a football in a distant park,
Alone with my father, not enough of a spark,
I pray to a god I can't believe in,
Wanting him to take a family sin,
I turn away from each policeman,
Strings do more then control each hand,
They influence patterns, something strange,
Love, my parents have to share,
Different methods to ensure I know they are there,
Your assumptions causes me to shake, to become another,
My father didn't rape me, it was my mother.
The Past HourFor the past hour, I hugged the summer,The Past Hour3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeling warmth, the power of misguided power,
I felt a smile that didn't hide denial,
An appreciation of self worth, a painted smile,
A smile that hid the pain,
A parents' warmth during the rain,
Ticking clocks what I didn't notice due to a distraction,
Instead focused, the ingrediences of a naive faction,
One that wonders without a fear,
One that doesn't appreciate the relevance of a tear,
Free form freedom and the illusion,
The complexity of a self created confusion,
Instead I hold a cry with a single tear,
Without holding a calendar of each evolving fear,
Days pass as well as each week,
I see the truth that didn't use the word bleak,
For I want assurance, each disapproved fact,
I hold a truth and simply call it that,
Each second in the pass hour,
Has given strength, each disapproved power,
I desire warmth, I deserve the beat,
Deleting power of the heat,
The cold shover eliminates the confused,
Creating questions rather than the ignorant amused
Love Me, Not A LabelLove me for all my labels except one,Love Me, Not A Label4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Appreciated and hold tightly the deflecting lung,
Look at me from a different side,
Cross my boundaries with nothing to hide,
Speak to me with a meaning behind each word,
Ignoring the link, members of the same herd,
Smell the sent, please don't forget,
The blurred meaning of the word; protect,
Ignore me, the approaching season,
Just don't always use the same reason,
Hold me, forget the gap between my birth and your tomb,
You can push me away, just not when another enters my room,
Support me, provide more information then text,
Help me draw a line between abuse and sex,
Forget me, leave centre stage,
Taking with you, my age,
Love me, enter me with proven trust,
Help me draw a line between love and lust,
Hurt me, smile until our end,
Help me draw a line between an enemy and a friend,
Love me for all my labels except one,
Make love to me father, just don't call me son.
BecauseMore then clarity is needed to see,Because4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Why my words remain wanting to be free,
Because of time, once became a year,
The continuos shake controlled by a single fear,
Because of space, distance between you and I,
You hear a sound, not that I cry,
Because of love, each new emotion,
Strange is common at first then becomes a commotion,
Because of thoughts, to young to stand,
To be physically connected makes me a man, together to band,
Because of whispers, an unfinished conversation,
I believe you know thus have great hesitation,
Because of raised voices, anger and rage,
To young to understand the importance of my age,
Because of my perception, half of what I see,
I believe I know the whole picture, I call it reality,
Because of your perception, behind a closed door,
You ask for a hug, I ask for no more,
More then clarity is needed to see,
I keep my abusive parents secret, because you won't believe me.
Imaginary LoveYes, I'm in love, unbelievably soImaginary Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But she is far away, in a land you'll never know
In a land of creation, bearing closer to my heart
Than it does to reality, where only I have charted
Even though she has no name, nor a face, nor a dream
She is more infinitely complex than I might ever seem
Until the day I find her face, and learn her dreams, and know her name
Well, she will sleep in my head, where every day is the same
Because of my love, I could never love another
Never truly could I call another person my lover
Without carving my heart out from the shame and the guilt
And wish to cry every day until my blood has been spilt
But one night, perhaps, there will come into my sleep
A dream in which I meet you after counting my sheep
Together, we will be, but only late at night
As wrong as it may seem, I can only think it's right
For then my hand may run freely through your hair
Comforted by the thought that you will always be there.
Two TelevisionsTwo televisions exist in my room behind a closed door,Two Televisions5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Following comments made and directed towards my core,
They pierce without effort, an increasing flood,
A closed door means you fail to see the blood,
Instead, you're distracted by a sound,
A television show, by assumed enjoyment I am bound,
Or television waits, always turned on,
The other is broken, then why does it belong?
it services another need,
Ignorance, a thought generational seed,
Protection from misguided rage,
Closing my bed room door, the risky stage,
An open door could allow in,
Another view of a chosen sin,
I laugh, I cry and I smile,
To inform or except others denial,
The broken television I trust more,
We are similar, a damaged however useful core,
Entering bed I long for a sight,
A broken television surrounded by no light,
This I find and can now lay down,
Eyes fall asleep, protection now; ears and sound,
Also a body guard, a watching friend,
Sleep is easier when you don't have to defend,
Two televisions exist in my
Wilted LullabiesOh flower why hello...Wilted Lullabies1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I didn't see you there
In the world so far below
I could barely even hear
Your screams of pain
Such wilted lullabies
Oh flower so far below me
Why do you cry?
Oh flower below
Hush your little leaves
How hard it hurts me so
To hear your petals scream
Tell me what to do
That's all I need to know
Please flower let me take you
From the world below.
Oh flower in my world
Are you really there?
Your wilted lullabies
Have turned into despair
Your leaves are now holed
You fall with the winds blow
Flower where can I take you?
There's nowhere left for you to go.
Oh flower leaving my world
Where can you go?
The world has forgotten you
Left you so far below.
And while I couldn't save you
And while I know you must go
Flower I sing your wilted lullabies
So the entire world will know
The pain of a single flower
Left in the world below.
To Appreciate SilenceI prefer silence, I prefer to be alone,To Appreciate Silence4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rather then a ringphone, the confronting ring tone,
Returning from school, I first cry,
Before being told, being forced to try,
Saying goodbye from half a perception,
A youthful mind forced to age, disapproval and rejection,
Homework is completed, the TV is too far to reach,
The phone can be, however a figure will soon teach,
To remind me of love, a perception taught,
Pain is love, an idea blindly caught,
I sit with shame that I can't see,
I think a thought that can't be,
To escape the strings that pierce my skin,
To feel the truth, this taught love is a sin,
To return home with hope,
Rather then the ideas of the final rope,
My heads lowers due to a sound,
An angry car and a silent shadow found,
I wish there was an empty beer can,
Something else to blame rather than the man,
I prefer silence, I prefer to be alone,
Rather then my father and an empty home.
Fifthteen HundredAvoiding eye contact, thoughts I keep hidden, they can't become free,Fifthteen Hundred5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blame will cover my frail heart; do you know what you see?
Afraid of the dark, monsters wait,
A loving action that bruises, expectations live as the bait,
Entering my room, my door I close,
A tilted chair, a familiar pose,
Mother works late, money to survive,
Father states, love, he will forever provide,
Having a shower, I avoid each drop, each reminder,
That pain stems from a mature provider,
The shake that will forever last,
Stems from a change of perception, a moment in the past,
A shadow sneaks to my bedroom door,
A smiling silhouette hiding from mans law,
My blanket is removed,
Words spoken then actions prove,
Fear and fascination causes the silence,
My face portrays confusion, is this love or violence?
Part of my body, I have always been told to hide,
My father removes my underwear, what he sees creates pride,
His hand causes an increased heart beat,
Touching my vagina, I'm overwhelmed by a growing heat,
Why My Teddy Covers His EyesMy teddy bears cover their eyes when there is silence in my room,Why My Teddy Covers His Eyes4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hold hope; uniformed lights will arrive soon,
When I hear one set of footsteps, when I hear that terrifying sound,
I save some of my toys; I quickly turn them around,
They stare at my shadow dancing on the wall,
As the concept of love continues to fall,
I don't speak a word as the monster in my closet stands,
He forces down his pants then grabs my hands,
He reminds me this is a secret, however love,
Mum can't help, clouds cry as she stands above,
I love my father, because of him I be,
However if he loves me then why does he hurt me?
When lying in bed he places his mouth where I can't see,
Creating a feeling I like, a loss of true reality is the fee,
I reach for my teddy as I begin to cry,
I tell dad it hurts, he says to give it a try,
I cry but don't dare scream,
For if I do daddy will get mean,
Following a strange noise he leave with a kiss,
Leaving me with the result of an aging wish,
To lay in a different bed at nig
Failures Of My GunStanding with uniformed strength, fear what you can't see,Failures Of My Gun4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My job has boundaries; however the results run free,
Focused education, a foundation of text,
Would only allow the idea, I can handle what will occur next,
Books were left behind, replaced by a younger gun,
Dangers surface, you stay today, yesterday you choose to run,
Flight over fight, your natural reaction,
Now your instincts, you only have a fraction,
A gun was bestowed upon me, I quickly moved on,
From fascination and self approval, now I focus on how society is wrong,
The undiscussed crime, the unimaginable violence,
The changed child speaking in silence,
Cloths hang, scars hide from you,
I think of my education and continue through,
Eating a late meal, my wife and child join me at the table,
The only missing piece; acknowledgement that I am unstable,
Words, thoughts and stares we all share,
The hidden truth; it now hurts to care,
My daughter holds her toy doll and can smile,
Will I be a great mummy? Yes I state with denia
Meant To BeTake back some of your love.Meant To Be1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not an angel for above.
Of all the flaws that you see,
Not a single one you find in me.
You're in a circle of self hate.
Can't you see that I inflate?
What I'd do to make you smile;
I'll try it once in a while.
Kiss and hug is all you could ask.
So I make up a destructive task.
Cut you open, make you bleed.
I'm the poison on which you feed.
Somehow I'm amazing to you.
Does it even matter what I do?
Self esteem is way too low,
But punishment is all I know.
Trying to curb my sadistic ways
Or you won't survive many days.
Why can't love just be easy?
Are we really meant to be?
I'm Just SorryCan't tell why you're still here.I'm Just Sorry1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I only bring out your deep fear.
Constantly near panic attack.
Focusing on what you lack.
So afraid that I'll go away.
Why do you want me to stay?
You deserve more than me.
Really, what do you see?
Trying to be better for you.
I don't know what I can do.
I'll try whatever I can.
I'm just sorry for who I am.
The Pain Of Anothers' ChoiceThe scars I wear come with a label of blame,The Pain Of Anothers' Choice3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The words; you and I fuse, they have become that same,
Calenders have been replaced, time lost,
The scars I wear, my love became the cost,
Love became care then eventually the ability to tolerate,
One action over time, blurred the gap between love and hate,
Scars are given life in a distant room,
Creating an idea for most; the desire of a nameless tomb,
The blood I fail to see, the sensation remains in sight,
The blood must have ran free, the swaying tongue I chose to bite,
My family is surrogated, a sibling remains with me,
The smile she hides behind is printed, a reality is key,
One of control or the belief that you do,
Others point holding a generalised label; beyond blue,
Age groups creates protection for some,
I may not fully understand however know with time it will come,
The bigger picture at a later date,
Will show a lack of trust, supporting hate,
The sound of pain is beyond the view,
The effects are felt in that room and mine too,