Freaks ShowFingers scratching at my wrist,
Wanting a beautiful kiss.
The lips they know too well,
Gradually I feel my mind compelling,
Back to almost a month ago,
When I was still apart of the freak show.
Dancing on the stage,
With a pointy blade,
Focused on a luscious vein.
The oh's and ah's of the crowd causes pain,
I finally notice how different I really am.
I finally notice there is nothing I can,
Do to pick up the glass without getting cut.
I finally noticed that all I am is a nut.
I finally noticed that deep down I'm in the freak show for life,
I can no longer hide and fight,
The true me when it's thriving to come out.
In this moment I do doubt,
That I will ever be flawless, only odd.
I hold a blade to my arm as the former freaks applaud,
My so called success and I go on for the next act.
I will never turn back.
My Soul to KeepHeart beats fast,My Soul to Keep8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
nerves are stretching,
so close to snapping.
Try to calm down.
Take a deep breath,
feel so weak,
so close to death.
and the clock's ticking slow.
When will it be over?
When's my time to go?
about to break.
God, I'm here,
my soul to take.
Take it now.
I'm really done,
tired of fighting,
don't want to run.
I just want to rest,
just want to sleep,
take me forever,
my soul to keep.
Delete NonetI like to delete parts of my life.Delete Nonet11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Memory here, an item there.
Fade them away to darkness.
Making room for the light.
The past can’t hold me.
I’m letting go.
My MindLate at night,My Mind9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
My mind is set free.
It suddenly starts a killing spree,
At first I can't feel a thing,
But a little sting,
But suddenly the pain on the inside is combined with the outside.
The one I confide,
In is not here nor do they care.
It's as if they were never even there,
In the first place.
My fingers scratch at my face,
I want to tear it off.
Small and quiet soft,
Cries leave my body as I bleed,
Within minutes I am drowning in an ocean of red,
And suddenly I am dead.
SleepThere once was a little girl.Sleep9 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She dreamed about a little boy.
He was nice to her,
not like the others.
He didn’t run away from her,
afraid of her overbearing personality.
He didn’t laugh and make fun of her
for the little extra weight she had on.
And they held hands and laughed.
And she woke up and realized it
was only a dream.
And she couldn’t remember his face.
And she couldn’t remember his name.
All she knew was her hand felt
But she went to school the next day and smiled
and played with her friends,
and ignored the other boys,
and forgot her hand was empty.
The little girl grew up a little bit.
She went to middle school.
And she met this boy again,
and he was unlike the others,
and they laughed,
and maybe even kissed (only once).
And they held hands when no one was looking,
and laughed a lot.
And she woke up and realized it
was only a dream.
And she couldn’t remember his face.
And she couldn
I Will Get Up After Being Knocked DownMy lips screaming out in criesI Will Get Up After Being Knocked Down10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
As you ask me the most hurtful thing anyone could ask
I feel so alone but, this makes me feel even more-so alone
Tears coming out my eyes
Wishing that this was some nightmare
I'm ten years old!
You don't care
You're just giggling
Why does everyone tease me?
Make fun of me?
Did I choose to be the way I am?
I just want someone to accept me
Not to just make fun of me
Giving up and crying is all I do
I can't fight when it hurts
When I know I don't have the ability to do anything
It's school photo day
It's all supposed to okay
I'm supposed to be smiling
I'm supposed to be happy
I'm not meant to be sad
I'm not meant to be crying
You both are
I know who you are
I can't forget your face
As you laugh like it's a joke
But, I don't see the sense of humour in it
All I see is pain!
A heart so broken from words
From everyone leaving me to find myself
When I can't find myself by myself
Standing in this line
Missing Pieces.I am a missing piece. Something that someone needs.Missing Pieces.10 months ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
But at the same time, I feel so incomplete.
I’ve wandered way too far, wondered for far too long
Am I a missing piece? Or a piece that won’t belong?
Is it possible I’m damaged and not missing at all?
That I’m just as dysfunctional as everybody else?
Pretending to be perfect never softened a single fall.
But neither did admitting that you’re broken and flawed.
A broken missing piece. Is that all I’m meant to be?
There is no master plan that includes the likes of me.
Being all alone, it’s a hurt that will not cease.
A hundred thousand years from now
I’ll still be
Because Boys Hurt TooThis is for the boyBecause Boys Hurt Too9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
who cries himself to sleep at night
who cuts his arms and side
who starves himself
who burns and watches his skin melt
i love you
because boys hurt too
InsanityFrom the suffering I comeInsanity10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Bleeding through the eyes,
The hope is now gone
Drowned in your cries.
A sudden scream, the agonys so loud,
You drop to your knees,
Pray to God to help you out,
But once again, He has let you down.
Not able to move,
Not able to speak,
Life is so cruel,
And always was, it seems.
Youve lost your will,
Youre getting weak,
Your body has collapsed
And so have your dreams.
Your mind gives up,
But you still want to fight,
Strength seeps out through your wrists
So you just fall down.
Then comes the peace,
So desired and calm.
Your head is now empty
And so is your heart.
Theres no more pain,
No memories, nor hopes.
Sweet and bright,
Settling down in your mind.
Your new I
With YouHold me tight,With You9 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Please don't go.
I'm falling apart,
falling down so low.
Like a rag doll I'm tearing,
seams falling apart.
I can't sew them back up,
wouldn't know where to start.
I need your help,
but I'm too scared to say,
too scared to reach out,
tell you to stay.
You're my only hope,
like it or not.
My chances are slim,
but I'll give it a shot.
So hold me up,
don't let me fall,
just tell me it's okay,
answer my call.
That's all you need to do,
and I'll be alright.
With you by my side,
I'll stand up and fight.
Butterfly ScreamsIt's fun,Butterfly Screams10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Watching me bleed?
Ignoring my needs?
Destroying who I am,
And all I'll ever be.
But you wouldn't stop,
That I can see.
The butterflies in my stomach,
Scream as the hurtful words
Pin them to corkboard.
I'll cut myself,
I'm gonna lay down,
And hear the butterflies scream.
"Don't even worry."
"I'm perfectly fine."
Words are sandpaper,
And a couple of lies.
So while I'm here,
Down on the floor;
Do your worst,
Your worst and more.
So I'll lay down,
Even when I'm gone,
The butterflies will still scream.
We Are/You Aren'tWe are the unwanted, the brokenWe Are/You Aren't11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The ones you forgot about.
So don't be too surprised when we
Start to scream and shout.
We are the living, the dying
The ones you all put down.
But you'll know who we are when we
Run this goddamn town.
We are the corpses, the maggots
The ones you all despise.
But you'll be the ones scared when we
Expose all your lies.
We are the hunted, the lost
The ones you all spurn.
But you'll cry for our help when we
Leave you all to burn.
We are the losers, the winners
The ones that you deny.
But you'll be the ones damned when we
Hear the angels cry.
A World Of GrayA World Of Gray9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
A World Of Gray
The dull sun glares upon our society
On this meaningless morning of today
Reflecting each others hypocrisy
Transfixed on each others gaze
Think-headed and relaxed
Nonchalant and vexed
Practicing the art of being ungrateful
Portraying the act of an imbecile
Some say that it's just life's cycle
As they lie through convincing smiles
Feeding false information
Teaching faults from past generations
There's all different kinds of people
Who carry around different kinds of evil
My skin turns to stone! / My blood turns to ash!
My heart I disowned! / My sins drown in a mass!
My organs turn to dust! / My sight becomes colorless!
My thoughts start to rust! / My cruelty becomes careless!
I don't know where we went wrong
The future's history can't be undone
Though it can be prevented
Spare the guilt of countless resentments
We have to decide on the decent choice
And watch the noise that comes form our voice
The dim moon smiles upon our possibilities
On this poten
New Year, New SkinTo think at the beginning of last year it was you and INew Year, New Skin11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
you and I standing alone against the world
Now that it is a new year,
you are but a scar.
If OnlyI wish I could forget youIf Only8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your name is burned into my memory
It can't be erased
Now I walk
With these scars
In my mind
On my heart
And nothing can take it away now
If only I knew
This would happen
I would have stayed away
And kept my heart
And my memory
What have I done wrong?What have I done wrong?What have I done wrong?9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’m only human
I’m not immune to emotion
Or the events going on around me
I will feel what I feel
Regardless of whether it is acceptable
Or the “appropriate” way for me to behave
I’m sorry that I can’t control my feelings
With the push of a button
I don’t choose what I feel
But I have never retaliated. I have never spoken out of anger
I have never got into a fight or an argument
But do you notice? Of course not
Because you’re in a bad mood
And need someone to blame
Six Word Memoir 1/9/13Not a nobody; But an outcastSix Word Memoir 1/9/131 year ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Society will eventually kill us all.
Tries to fix; ruins it.
Snow white takes her last bite.
Sprinkling black fairy dust all over.
Anthem of sorrow; never sounded better.
Born to be used and abused.
My insides are quite ugly too.
The moon is a nice place.
Don't mind me crashing my hearse.
Almost wasted a casket on you.
You were not worth the attempts.
Steal my innocence; never knew it.
Heaven's door burnt all my fingers.
Fears; what we know nothing about.