Her.I hate this. You have no idea how much I hate this. This lonely feeling that builds up inside, creating this dark isolation that keeps me caged up, alone with my thoughts. I see the way my friend looks at his girl, and the way she looks at him. Love. It's perfect. He'll wrap his arms around her and whisper in her ear "Hey, you're beautiful. But you already knew that." And I know, that that's the kind of love that I desire. To be with the perfect girl. To wrap my arms around her and whisper lovely things into her ear. I want to hold her hand when we go on walks and talk in our personal inside jokes that only bring us closer. I want to have those phone calls, late at night, where we fall asleep still talking on the phone. I want to slow dance with her in the rain, and then looks into her beautiful eyes, whisper "I love you" and then lean in for a kiss. I want to be able to cook with her, take naps with her, take care of her when she's sick, lonely, scared. I want to be her protecter, her
You didn't dare.She smiled,You didn't dare.1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
but it was fake.
but she's about to break.
She reached out,
but no one came,
tried to fake it,
but the pain stayed the same.
This girl, she called to you,
but you didn't care.
Something told you to help,
but you didn't dare.
What would the others say?
The ones who called her a freak.
They may taunt or shun you,
so you choose not to speak.
Then she decides to leave.
Because no one wants her here.
You'll never see her cry.
She'll never shed another tear.
Confession about me Silent StrengthI am strong, but please never confuse this strength with invulnerability.Confession about me Silent Strength6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I do hurt.
I do cry.
I do love.
I do feel.
I do get crushed.
I do regret.
But please never think that while I may never show these things in front of you, that I don’t feel them.
Because I do.
More than you could ever imagine.
I’m a hyper sensitive person, forced into a role of strength.
It is just a rare occasion when my reserve breaks and I show it in front of people.
And when this happens, I reach a state of such openness and vulnerability that I fear.
Because I can withstand a thousand blows, but just one word can cut me down. And at that moment, I fear what could be said to me.
I’m very sorry if anyone who see this thinks of me as cold, or heartless, or unfeeling.
It's just in my life, I have had people who rely on me to be the strong one who keeps a level head and calm emotions.
And so when I break in front of someone, I apologize profusely.
Because what if they were someone that needed me
I say NOI say NO to the colour of your skin,I say NO1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I refuse to look at that.
Would pigment determent my point of view?
I would deserve a smack to the head!
I say NO to whatever you may be,
Man, woman, they’re side by side.
Nobody is more important than somebody else,
So Gender is not how I divide.
I say NO to your age, even when it’s high,
Nobody is written off for me there,
Experience is something you have so much,
It’s a blessing, a gift you can share.
I say NO to your income,
Would I care about your account?
Not what you make but who you are,
I want YOU, not your money, around!
I say NO to your education,
No to the work you perform.
Rocket scientist, cleaner, whatever you do,
You’re a beautiful person, thát’s my norm.
I say NO to your background,
Why would I mind where you’re from?
I see who you ARE, not who you once WAS,
The past is erased, forgotten, gone!
I say NO to those things that split people apart,
I say YES to the people, whoever it is,
F.O.R.G.I.V.E.F is for Feelings,F.O.R.G.I.V.E.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
pain, anger, guilt.
O is for Outrage,
mountains from molehills built.
R is for Reasoning,
let common sense in.
G is for Genuine,
let healing begin.
I is for Ignore,
those screaming for vengeance.
V is for Validity,
give mercy a chance.
E is for Empathy,
support and don't revile.
Forgiveness is stronger,
than revenge or defile.
the one that lets it reside.
Forgiveness the one thing
that we all have inside.
The betrayal and anger,
that's felt can be so stark.
Often, I'll admit, it leaves
some emotional mark.
Forgiveness can strengthen,
if you just allow.
Forgiveness can build a bridge,
it's a start, anyhow.
what would you do?What would you do,what would you do?1 year ago in Personal More Like This
If this valentine's day
I drove up to find you?
What would you do,
If when I found you
I grabbed your hand?
What would you do,
If I shove you up against the wall and
I kissed you?
What would you do,
If I told you
I love you?
Those Summer NightsSlowly driftingThose Summer Nights1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
wishing, we were hoping.
But the seasons changed
and the month got cold
December hearts weakened
we were left alone.
Our frost-bitten hearts
shriveled up and gone
love; nothing but a thought
a dream that once was.
Does it even exist?
I shudder at the thought
that what we had was real
and what I have just lost.
Summer turns to fall
and things just start to die
the leaves falling off the trees
and broken hearts just asking why.
The love that once was blooming
like a spring flower in a field
now withers away to nothing
not sure of what was real.
The last leaf falls off the tree
there's nothing left to hold on to
and everything that once was
is falling apart around you.
Winter hearts growing colder
and colder as it goes
will love ever happen again?
oh, nobody knows.
Frozen in this state
for what seems like an eternity
knowing what I just lost
as I saw her walk away from me.
Days turn to nights
and darkness falls
and deep inside my heart
white feathersthe words are bitter to taste & sharp to swallow,white feathers2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but the lies are becoming transparent & hollow.
a worn voice offers them reluctant passage,
allows truth to stumble out bearing its message.
worn away by years chained in the shadow,
they peek out hesitantly, tremulous & slow.
bite marks raised like welts on their tender skin,
a neglected, abused, mistreated admission.
syllable one is the dreaded contraction,
I, the subject, & am, the action.
the second syllable is dragged along,
an adjective: gay, synonyms: wrong.
they hang their heads & drag their feet, looking small,
as if waiting to be pulled back by a call.
alas, never, for the bridge is a one way street,
the words a white flag screaming defeat.
you shut your eyes tight as if they're not there,
my deepest secret laid out naked and bare.
my lips are shredded from their sharp-edged shame,
those two orphans with knives of despair & blame.
CruxI’m only sure of two things:Crux1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I still carry pieces of your cross on my back and
lilies were your favorite flower
Those last three months-
A silent drive home from the mall
purse full of stolen makeup
Dinners with my family where no one
bothered to make the conversion
Endless hours spent looking at paint samples
and I was smart to not buy the brushes
The line at the liquor store blended
with the lines on the road
At the same time with you
Then it was summer and you talked me into a country drive. We stopped on the side of the road to watch a cow giving birth in the center of a pasture. But, the calf never rose to its wobbly legs or felt the heat of the Indian summer….it never tasted dandelions.
The mother stood by the calf’s body
long past nightfall
and I stood by yours
long after that
Was this what we meant when we said forever?
Is It?Is it wrong to make her laugh?Is It?11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Is it wrong to dry her eyes,
Always long to hold her close,
Always want to calm her cries?
Can I not just lie with her,
Praying that the sun won't rise,
And when it does, go dance with her -
As raindrops pour from stormy skies -
Singing songs of love I know
That she will never criticize?
You wonder how I cherish her;
To me it's no surprise.
Words echoingThe words you spokeWords echoing10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Echo around my pounding head
They force tears
To stream down my face
My vision blurs
Everything stops momentarily
Until I take one large gasp of air
I sob my eyes out
I begin to feel weak
I feel empty
CrushI am only the sum of parts:Crush1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
these stumbling lips,
these wandering eyes,
this heart that skips too many beats.
I am not quite bold:
not content to watch,
not daring to speak,
making acquaintance with my feet.
I am scared:
awkward in silence,
clumsy in speech,
always just short of discreet.
1The moon and the stars11 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Are extremely lovely, but
You are much brighter
That All To Familiar PainThis familiar feeling arrives againThat All To Familiar Pain1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think i might like you
Your perfect to me
Its so mesmerising
I love talking to you
I'm happy i can
Your so wonderful
And i don't even know you yet
I'm being careful
I don't want to believe something
Unfortunately its that not
You don't want me
Look at me
I'm a mess
I'm fed up of being lead on
It seems a common occurrence
This is why i don't trust myself
I get hurt
I'm as fragile as glass
Once i've shattered i'm gone
Tiny shards too small to matter
I don't put myself back together
I just carry on broken and alone
My Love For YouMy Love For YouMy Love For You7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh, how do I put into words what I mean to say?
How can I explain to you with what warmth my heart beats at your name?
To count the stars would be easier a feat than this!
To traverse the universe would be faster than my words might flow, if ever they could, to tell you all my heart's pleasures!
In swimming to the deepest depths of the ocean might my lungs contain more air than that which I need to tell you what has inscribed itself on my very soul!
More days shall pass than I have left before my heart is laid bare before your eyes of emerald green!
In saying what I mean, the mute may speak more easily than I!
For you plague my thoughts and haunt my dreams, yet silent am I when the time comes for my voice to echo the adoration I have for you!
The understanding which you have of these things is but a mere footnote to the endless pages of the book that is my heart.
The blind will see before you ever reach a full understanding of what thesis lies within.
Why do you? She was never thereWhy do you?1 year ago in Personal More Like This
In the dark
I tried to speak about
Tried to explain
I tried to
That I care for her
That I love her
But she left
She never stopped
The way I do
if she was never really there, then why are you holding onto her so strongly?
I need her
I love her
I care for her
I couldn't leave her
Even if she refuses to talk to you?
I can't help it
I've latched onto her
I need her
More than I've ever needed
Through what??? What made you latch onto her if she kept ignoring you??
She was there
When I was at my end
She was nice
I love youSometimes...I love you2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I want to cry.
I feel funny inside.
I want to cry.
I'm so emotional.
Especially for someone like you.
I know you know you've hurt those before.
I'm young. I'm naive. I don't know yet.
But I know that's how it is.
I love you.
I love you not.
I love you.
I want to cry, because I don't know if you feel the same.
You take longer. He did too. It's okay...
I love. I hurt. I know you're destructive.
I cry inside, my heart out.
I sit in the corner and I cry my tears I cry.
I want you to take my hand.
But it's your hand that must decide.
I know if you take it...and don't mean anything by it...I'll cry.
Because I love you.
Even those you love, will hurt you. They'll hurt you deeply.
For some, if you change, they stop loving you.
Some, even if you change, it's okay, they'll be there.
Just wanna sit there by you.
If you love me too, or like maybe at first..
it'll be okay to take my hand, or touch my shoulder.
If you do take me, be gentle.
My soft heart is break
My MaskI put my mask on.My Mask1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Time to face the day.
Time to plaster on a smile.
Time to pretend it's okay.
I want to crawl in bed.
Leave the world behind.
You're too ugly to go out,
whispers my mind.
I know I am,
I stifle a cry.
I want to leave,
I want to die.
My mask is done,
and I have to go.
Time to face the people.
Time to put on my show.
ConfessionIf I was truly condemned for all that I am,Confession1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
they wouldn't have given me you.
Tell me that there is a heaven,
because there is love.
Tell me that all will be forgiven,
even if it's just for a little bit.
Just give me this,
and tell me that it's going to be alright.
If you tell me it's alright,
I'll believe you.
I'm offering you my heart.
Take it and do with it what you wish.
Trample all over it.
Just promise me that the sun will come up tomorrow,
that you will always be strong and true to yourself.
Promise me, please, that you will
forget the mistakes of the past,
enjoy every second of the present,
and look forward to the future.
Take my heart and promise me, please.
And I promise you that no matter what happens,
when you look for me,
I will always be
Depressioni swallow caPsulesDepression5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
as i drown in a perpetual fLood
with my collection of rAzors
i drift out to Sea
into thE black.
the tHief of my heart
killEr of souls
and Lover of death
has dilaPidated my dreams
he sold me to Monsters
and watchEd them consume me.
bon appetitshe extracts her heartbon appetit2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
from her cavernous center
like a no-good tooth.
coughing, she serves it up
on fine painted ceramics.
he lifts his fork,
spears the meat.
chewing, jaw swaying,
he samples a bite.
then he frowns
and spits into
DruggedWearing their masksDrugged1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
They draw themselves near.
Into red grasps
I’m pulled in again.
Masks so alluring
So delectably attractive.
Such tantalizing chants
That pull in my soul.
Just tug at its string
Release what it hides.
See what it brings.
The trap was set well.
The monster is shown.
Its teeth skim my skin.
I’m no longer alone.
All. Just. Lies.Life isn't all just fun and games.All. Just. Lies.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one really tells you about the hidden things swept underneath the rug, now do they?
They don't tell you about lies, oh yes, the incredible, lovable lies.
Now who doesn't like a daily dosage of that?
I mean, all people really are these days are shells.
It's your choice to crack it open or not.
Do you really want to know what they carry on the inside?
Do you want to see for yourself,
The "perfection" that they so themselves told you about or lead you on about?
Or would you rather just bury yourself in your own shell and call it a wonderful life?
Isn't life all about taking chances,
Building up an AMAZING courage to get drowned all over again,
To get suffocated until your head bursts,
Or until your heart breaks?
Such a wonderful life,
Full of wonderful choices.
I Met MeToday I met a girl,I Met Me1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and she asked, "How are you?"
"Just fine," I replied.
She said, "No, tell me what's true."
Perplexed, I stopped and stared.
She was young, no older than eight.
Her eyes were still innocent.
They knew no hate.
"What did you say?"
I asked in confusion.
"You know what I mean," she said.
This girl was in a delusion.
Trying to be kind,I replied,
"No I do not."
She frowned and replied,
"You lie quite a lot."
Now I was agitated.
What does this girl know?
Acting like she's so intelligent.
I'll just tell her to go.
"Let me explain!"
She exclaimed in haste.
"I know you're not alright.
I know you feel misplaced."
How in the world?
Who is this little girl?
"But I'm here to say you'll be alright.
Though your friends will leave,
leave you feeling alone and cold,
you'll find a reprieve."
"So just stay strong
because I know you can do it."
How? Who are you?
I wished she would quit.
Suddenly it was silent,
and I turned to see,
but there was no one there at al
Lies.Her skin was so tight and crisp and with my touch it seemed like it melted away.Lies.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
It was the color of caramel.
On her breasts there were goosebumps, as i brush my hand against it.
Her smell filled my nostrils and over took my senses.
She was there sitting in front of me. Begging me to eat her.
I must have her.
I undressed her hungrily, biting her, savoring her.
For i have waited to long for my princess.
With a tug, here there, her meat slipped away from her bone as she gave in to my lust.
"MICHAEL are you done with your fried chicken?!
Uh... Yes ma!"
And like that he left her naked and alone.