sucideI cut my wrist tonight,sucide8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
just to feel the pain.
I pressed the blade so deep,
the blood fell like rain
I watched it flowing fast,
down onto the floor.
My life started draining,
untill of me there was no more.
I awoke into darkness,
with pain inside my chest.
There sitting beside me
were those who failed the test.
What have I done for this!?
I cried out in shame.
whispering from beside me said
there was only me to blame.
now I am lost to the night,
of which I will never rise.
and whispers in my heart,
all the lost souls cries.
BelovedBeloved:Beloved3 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
With a bright radiant smile
If only for me...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 4th January 2013
Reaching OutOverwhelming,Reaching Out3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Deep and overwhelming,
It's true terror to the last jot
And I don't kick, I don't
Scream or swim,
Which is scary.
What happened to me?
When did I become so numb with pain?
When did I slip so far from the handles
That I drift
Or more, much more than drifting.
Sinking to the bottom of wherever the hell I am
(I've lost track)
I want to come back.
I want to be back in the simplicity of Your arms,
Of where You are,
Of where I was,
Trying to understand how I even managed
to wander this far.
You're holding out a hand.
I want to reach for it.
I'm sorryI knew a boy.I'm sorry3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
He cried himself to sleep every night,
and the rings around his eyes didn’t
match his soft-spoken words,
and Shame tailed him like a shadow;
his closest and only friend.
I knew a boy.
He scribbled jagged promises
on the inside of his arms
the backs of his knees
so he wouldn’t forget,
wouldn’t get too close.
I knew a boy.
But not anymore.
ScaredScared3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Souls screaming about the room
If I catch one, will she tell me?
Tell me what I have to know
But pain finishes first
The sticks and stones that hurt
The worst the most
Stars spinning into the night
If I crush one, will it whimper?
I could, but I won't
Because I'm scared
S for sibilant
Carnal delights that hurt and
Remember me? It's
A frightened child
Spiders spinning dark moonshine
If I find them, will they leave?
Giving me their lies
But pain is my champion
First, second, always
Alive in my eyes and ears
Because I'm scared
S for sacrificed
Caring, sweet, little
Angel who cannot
Souls fading about the bed
If I catch one, will she tell me?
Tell me everything
SomeoneSometimes I wish I could be someone else,Someone3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
someone who is more pretty or more intelligent,
someone who is more extroverted,
someone who has more self-confidence,
someone who is more successful or richer than me,
someone who has an easier past and a brighter future ahead,
someone who can take life and its problems easier,
someone who accepts every problem as it is,
Someone who isn't afraid.
Someone who sees the light in dark days.
Someone who never looses hope.
But in the end, when I look at myself in the mirror,
I understand that I cannot be someone else.
I understand that I am me,
I understand that I have my own strengths,
I force myself to accept what was given to me.
I try to see my own strengths.
But this is hard.
Life is hard.
World of Warcraft LimericksThe Aspiring mageWorld of Warcraft Limericks5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
There once was an elf on a mission
To be the world's greatest magician.
But his fate; dark and dire
As he played with fire.
Now his urn says: Succesful ignition.
The Unfortunate Debt
An elf in great need sought salvation,
From definite fiscal damnation.
"Arm and leg you may claim,
But three legs? For shame!"
Said the goblin: "I'm sorry, inflation."
Insert creative title here.sometimes I hate the ideaInsert creative title here.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I rather eat the autumn
skies crushing cold air between my molars
and hiding shaky hands
between pages of dictionaries
and clickclickclicking sounds of typewriters
you asked me why I wrote poems
on the soles of my shoes
and I told you
it was because I wanted to
imprint myself on the earth
then I can create beauty
even if I am not
PurePure3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her lips are black and wet with blood
Her heart is ever beating love
The tide is Fate; her course is rough
She counts her days with years
She is the rain, but never sky
Some drops are merely meant to die
But with all this, she never cries
Who said angels had tears?
Too sweet to utter in a thought
She sets our brutal force at naught
Her hands are ice; her body hot
But still she soothes our fears
She is the child who hides away
Her gentle eyes are soft in pain
I see her weaken day by day
Yet still she sings, "I'm here."
WreckageHe stole my virginity, put it in a box. Tied it with a slimy bow,Wreckage3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
one that fastens and locks. Threw it in the fire, watched it sizzle
and burn. Started to take my value, burned it taking turns.
He trapped me in leather, smothered me till I died. Threw my body
in the trash, never even cried. Left me there to rot, left me
for the rats. Skin pallid, limbs limp, eyes as black as bats.
He left then, and somehow I returned. Crawled through the wreckage,
void of all concern. Eyes were black and lips were cracked. I
wandered like a lifeless doll, feeling I'd been smacked.
He never returned, never said sorry. Left me in the dark at the
bottom of a quarry. Now I'm walking with a limp, soundless and
mute. I hope you know it wasn't fun, it wasn't even cute.
bipolarI feel I'm chained up in a cagebipolar6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Emotions all around
Catch one, keep one
Feel for awhile
When I'm done let it die
Find a new one, feel it, too
So used to change at random
My thoughts are set on shuffle
Almost feels normal
But I'm a freak
Not Okay, Never fine
I can't get out
I wish i could
Then maybe I'd be free
Or maybe it would follow me
The Confusion could live on
But for now I'm still locked in
With emotions all around
I'll catch one, keep one
Feel it for awhile
When I'm done I'll let it die
Then find a new one, feel it, too
The cycle keeps repeating itself
Until the day I die.
Why Do you Carry Everyone's Pain? Why are those scars, not your own?Why Do you Carry Everyone's Pain?4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Do you feel that need to be?
To care for the world, aside yourself
Well know that I weep for thee
Oh wait, what's this? You look at me doleful
because we love shooting starsif we shoot the sky with an ak47,because we love shooting stars6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the stars will bleed comets on Earth
well, if we're dead,
we can't enjoy their light,
and i can't enjoy you
if we shoot the sky with a camera,
the stars will develop into a memory
well, if we share a memory,
it'll be stuck in my head for years
if we shoot the sky coquettish looks,
the stars will be too jealous to flirt back
well, if even the stars envy you,
there's no fucking hope for me
let's just not shoot the stars at all;
my telescope prefers constellations, anyway
well, you'd rather strip Orion's belt than mine,
so i beg you to asphyxiate me with what's
already killing me anyway
GlassI always laugh when you refer to me as glass.Glass3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Not just because of the way you say it,
Or because I know it's a crack at my fragility.
Glass is pure.
I am like granite -
my body nullified from too many clashing traits.
Glass is transparent.
I am like clay -
illegible from all the plastered smiles.
Glass is unyielding.
I am like chalk -
easily broken and scuffed away by meagre things.
Glass is hung up on walls and in great cathedrals,
tinted for enhancement, but only ever painted on by fools.
I am hidden behind keypads and camera lenses,
coated in a thick paste of deceptiveness.
No, my love,
I was never glass. (Despite my fragility)
Call me granite or clay or chalk
and be done with me.
I'm leaving this world for youNo man can provoke me to start a war and fight.I'm leaving this world for you5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I refuse to battle the fools, any day or night.
No food can satisfy me as much as before.
I don't desire flesh as much as a whore.
No music is quite necessary to make me want to dance.
Thinking of you is what puts me in a musical trance.
No games interest me. I don't even watch sports news.
I'm leaving this world because I need to be with you.
gloamingi speak loudlygloaming4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in my head
don't scare me
honey, take my hand, let
- me show you why
the earth just keeps on
despite the fact
that we're all
drowning and drowned,
dancing on mangled tip-
toes, and dreaming
I was taught right from wrong I was taught right from wrongI was taught right from wrong 3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By a murderer
I was taught truth from lies
By a magician
I was taught who my friends were
By my enemy
I was taught to be honest
By a professional liar
I was taught to always speak my mind
By being told to keep quiet
I was taught to be kind
By someone that beat me down
I was taught to smile
By someone who could never wipe a scowl of their face
I was taught to love
By being abused
I was taught to live
By someone who was already dead
I was taught to perform
By someone with stage fright
I was taught to be excellent
By someone that failed in everything
I was taught to rely on only my self
By being surrounded with people
I was taught to be perfect
By those that wanted to see me fail
I was taught to be loyal
By everyone that ever walked out of my life
I was taught to make people happy
By everyone who ever made me miserable
I was taught to control my temper
By those with explosive tempers
I was taught to take care of myself
By those who tried to kill me
I was taug
Forget Me While You Think I...FORGET ME WHILE YOU THINK I STILL EXISTForget Me While You Think I...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You've made me so unhappy.
Words fall like tears
Like years to come
When love has come;
When it has gone away.
You don't want me.
You've seen the monster
In your eyes
- my eyes
Beyond this grand disguise
You think is built of lies-
Now you despise
Forget me while you think
I still exist
-I don't</i> exist-
These lips you now detest
Might never press
Yours for a kiss
You join my list
Of men who choose to hurt
That's where you put me
How you made me feel
Is this for real?
We should have held on tight...
Blaming me for someone else
I am</i> someone else
(or something</i> else)
The monster in your eyes
Beneath your grand disguise
Like emo hearts
On Halloween's Valentine
I swear to keep
When I can't sleep
All things bad, clandestine
Fall like words
From a poet's fingertips
On a rainy day
beautifuli want to be dysfunctionalbeautiful4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
because broken is beautiful
[or at least that is what i tell myself-
i am a girl with haunted, sorrowful
eyes and bones so brittle,
just like her heart.]
when will i learn,
not to revel in my sorrow,
and seize the day again?
[when will i learn that bro-
ken, is (harmful) and whole
is not (hurtful)?]
i can be something wonderful,
if you only give me the chance.
What Have I BecomeThey say just to let the emotions flow,What Have I Become3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Is the secret of poetry,
The art within the writing of words,
Of placing the letters, carefully,
Not to be shy of filling the blanks,
Just defining what you know,
To use your feelings,
And to decorate the sheets,
But how can I write,
When all I feel,
Was ripped away,
By a force that I cannot describe?
When my core is a void,
And I cannot avoid,
Feeling nothing at all...
How am I supposed to choose,
The words that used to come,
By night, my quiet saviours,
Now lost within my soul,
Roaming the sky,
For this feeling of inspiration,
That I once cursed,
But was blessed with,
Now that it's gone,
I disappear into myself,
No way to get rid of,
All this poison,
That was crammed down my throat,
And without my words,
I'm nothing, just nothing at all,
I am no writer, no poet,
No artist anymore,
I might be able to place the letters,
In the right order,
It might look pretty,
But it lacks the emotion,
FreewritingThis many stanzasFreewriting5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That many lines
Twelve point font
And constant rhyme
Don't write too much,
Don't write too harsh,
And don't forget to smile--
What are you doing?
Hiding behind that computer screen
Typing and typing and never noticing
You're not typing words.
Pages full of letters, sentences, paragraphs,
But all your words have run away.
Run after them.
Don't fear the dramatic.
Say what you mean.
You're not just sad,
Your world is falling apart.
Say so and run on.
Come back later with your plodding farmer's plow.
But now is the planting,
Now is the running,
Scatter seeds behind you
Ideas flung over your shoulder
Like salt, like dreams,
Johnny Appleseed, bag brimming with some-day poetry.
Because words aren't numbers,
Etched in stone by a hand, an arm, no heart-
They don't jus
HeartBreakHeartBreak8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Emptiness surrounds my lonesome heart
Smothering the life from me.
This void runs deep throughout my soul
Wishing to envelope all emotion.
I tear away, beginning to run,
hoping to free my mind from these confines.
Yet, every step I take, I stumble, and fall.
With every once of my strength, I try to move on,
But the implausible senerio keeps running through my mind
Making it impossible to keep forward.
So here I am
stuck in the darkness of a shattered heart once agian,
Unable to break loose from these chains,
As the emptiness envelopes me a second time.