Letters LiveThe middle three letters of the word “Earth”
Spell out the word “art”
This is fitting because when I create
The beauty of the world is where I start
The middle three letters of the word “believe”
Spell out the word “lie”
This is fitting because for all those who accede
There are an equal amount who deny
The middle three letters of the word “lonely”
Spell out the word “one”
This is fitting because I have felt isolated
Ever since you have been gone
The middle two letters of the word “life”
Spell out the word “if”
This is fitting because only when it’s too late
Will you wonder what you could’ve done with it
Wicked TongueI will open my curtains tonightWicked Tongue2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Before I relinquish my bones to sleep
So I can rise and shine with the sun
At an incline that is not quite as steep
And I will plan my daily routine
So I am not required to interact
With anyone or with anything
Other than my path crossing black cat
I am the ghost of your former love
I am the spirit of your last best friend
Remember when I said I need you
Well I will not be needing you again
Never forget I am someone's brother
Never forget that I am someone's son
Remember this when you throw your stones
And you lash out with your wicked tongue
That Girl In The MirrorHappiness will remain forever out of reachThat Girl In The Mirror3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When love from your life you omit
To the girl in the mirror; you are beautiful
Yet somehow you never quite fit
Not the girl they thought you’d turn out to be
When you were a neonate child
Born with a raging heart and a raging mind
But with a manner ever so mild
Your scars aren’t always visible to them
And not only hidden under attire
Lacerations to the mind are just as abhorrent
When memories and dreams conspire
So girl break the mirror if you have to
And reflect on your life as a whole
Do you really want to spend the rest of your days
Behind a fašade of self control?
Please be strong enough to go your own way
Indeed go against the grain
In your field of dreams stand up and be counted
And maybe others will do the same
You are unique and you are so beautiful
You’re everything someone else is not
The light of your reflection will shine on
Through the looking glass your childhood begot
Tragic AuthorI’m looking forward to being a tragic authorTragic Author3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’ll sit on a cloud with no silver lining
And become the male equivalent of a spinster
With words as my spouse and books as my offspring
At least then it is I who will control the outcome
For the lives of my heroes and heroines
And since I’ll not be afforded a happy ending
The least I can do is to give one to them
The Lord said ‘no’ to my happily ever after
Perhaps to inspire my imagination
A hollowed out heart is an ideal home after all
For my mind’s perpetual inspiration
I’m looking forward to being a tragic author
I’m such a devoted, hopeless romantic
Devoted in the sense I should have been committed
And hopeless as I took our love for granted
I dare you to keep the anguish and torment coming
As it will serve to inspire my greatest work
Assuming my heart pumps love more efficiently than pain
And my mind can refrain from going berserk
Now I sit in frustration with my parchment paper
The ink o
Silent BoyThere once was a child,Silent Boy3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who never spoke a word.
He never changed his face,
Never cried when he got hurt.
Those dearest to him stood away,
They didn't know what to do.
And since they treated him in silence,
Silence became the only thing he knew.
As the years passed and he grew
He still remained the same,
Never speaking to anyone
And for that, no one ever came.
He was always picked on,
Someone always had something to say;
Either 'you are dead inside',
Or 'your life is wasted away'.
Through all the insults, the words,
The bruises, and the pain,
He tolerated it all, turned away,
He remained silent, he never changed.
His life kept getting worse.
He was no longer shown love,
He was just another silent boy
Who only deserved another shove.
No one ever showed sympathy.
No one saw that he was torn.
No one ever saw him as a person.
To them, he wasn't even born.
But he did learn how to feel,
The dormant feelings finally awoke.
The agony he felt towards their words,
The pain from the hits and words
Check The MeaningIn barely legible handwritingCheck The Meaning2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Scribbled on to the medicine bottle label
Is my name Grayson Oliver Dowd
And two letters printed in ink of bold sable
In haste I didn't check the meaning
It makes sense now that O.D. stands for Once Daily
But I took it to mean Over Dose
Oh how my rational mind once again fails me
Soon after I see the weathered words
Inscripted deeply on to the granite gravestone
Here lies Grayson Oliver Dowd
With an epiphanic epitaph ‘he died alone’
Waking from my sleep I check the meaning
I realise R.I.P. stands for Rest In Peace
And not Recovery Is Possible
So my dose of dopamine I shall decrease
In barely legible handwriting
Scribbled onto the medicine bottle label
Is my name Grayson Oliver Dowd
And two letters printed in ink of bold sable
My shaking hand struggles with the child lock
Let me flush these pills away and out of sight
Oh Dear reads the letters on the label
It appears that you
The Unread BookYou only see the outlineThe Unread Book3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Please take a closer look
I am the silhouette
I am the unread book
Letters and words within me
Arranged in such a way
This narrative keeps the readers eyes fixed
To the words that I say
Evoking an array of emotions
From the first page to the last
Keep you from putting me down
Chapter to paragraph
Heroes and heroines
Acting out in fictional arenas
Facts and figures educate
And quench lifes thinkers and dreamers
The feel of my page on your fingers
The scent that lies within
They judge me on my appearance
Before the first chapter even begins
So I remain on the shelf
Slowly gathering dust
Nowadays they rarely look beyond my cover
I am the unread book
Leave this WorldI will slit my wristsLeave this World3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to watch the blood fall to the floor
to end my life for good
and nobody cry a single tear
I will leave this world
pretend that I never existed
This life dont need me no more
I am better off gone from this world
I will slit my wrists
to ease the pain
I can't take the crying
I can't take this pain
There is no hope in this world
There is no reason to live
I will leave this world for good
Maybe someday I will be reborn
StarcrossedWe were found in a pool of bloodStarcrossed3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Starcrossed lovers in each others arms
Suicide note in your pocket
Your hand grasped tightly in my palm
You were wearing that red dress
Under your overcoat
The rain had fallen hard that day
Distorting the words which you'd wrote:
'Dear cruel world and everyone within
I am leaving you all today
With the only boy I have ever loved
Lay silent here next to me
Nobody understands me
Or heals my wounds like he does
He feels the pain and sadness too
and I think we have suffered enough
No tears should be shed on our passing
As our souls now reside as one
Look for us in the rain dew
Look for us in the morning sun
Listen for our voices in the wind
Whispering how everything will be ok
Life was ugly but our death has been played out
In such a beautiful way'
The Deepest Depths of BlueThe chain of events that followed your birthThe Deepest Depths of Blue3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Were as tumultuous as each twisted link
Your mind was wired for the written word
But under no circumstances should you think
As the decreasing circles of sanity
Will ripple through your infant mind
The soul can't escape your hollow bones
Until you leave those thoughts behind
You feel trapped inside your grey matter
But freedom will be yours in the end
Once you realise that you are a miracle
That'll never be repeated again
Open your eyes to the beauty of the truth
That there is a reality worth seeing
And dive into the deepest depths of blue
Of your soul, your essence, your being
Life and DeathThe problem with life is:Life and Death5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I always want to die.
The problem with death is:
I would never know if someone cried.
The Forgotten SonLucifer was damned to hell,The Forgotten Son3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sent there alone to bleed and roast,
Yet no one prayed for his forgiveness,
The one sinner who needed them most.
The devil lost all he once had,
With nothing but a cursed, sneered name,
Spat upon and thrown away,
His misdeeds now his only fame.
No one praised him through his hardships,
No one smiles 'til he's gone,
I walk the path of thorns with him,
With Satan, the Forgotten Son.
HerBeneath twisted vines of exceptional lies, exists a simplistic immortal who dares not speak.Her3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her covered eyes release an echo, one that frightens and silences the weak.
And why dost thou hide from her in the clouds, is it to bypass her howls and shrieks?
Is your fear that condensed, must you avoid her being, or are you simply one of the weak?
It does not matter, not anymore, for her immortality is dominance; thou art no more.
When Tears Don't FallI may slit my wrists and count to ten,When Tears Don't Fall3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Might laugh it off and cut again,
May color pages black and red,
May fantasize about you dead,
May bite my thumb until it bleeds,
Might lie about it 'tween my teeth,
May pretend it just isn't there,
Might claw and bite, snarl and glare.
I'll take the slap, won't even ask why.
But I swear to God, I will not cry.
I am Strong.This is killing me, why can't you see?I am Strong.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything you've done is pressing down on me
This is causing so much despair, anger, guilt, suffering
You said you'd never hurt me, you promised
But you did it anyway, for your own good
You said you still love and care for me
But then tell me, why did you have to hurt me so bad?
This is tearing me apart, breaking me into pieces
I can barely sleep, I got the first headache in weeks
I cry about it everyday
I love you. I just want you to know.
Maybe I always will.
But there are other feelings that come with this
Why did you do this!? I'm so insecure
I don't want to touch my body, I don't want to look at it
You said I wasn't ugly, then why do I feel it so much?
I question life
I question humanity
I question you...
I shouldn't feel this way
But after 2 years, it's hard not to
Why am I even writing?
Maybe it will help
Let me tell you something
The only reason I'm eating is for you
The reason I keep going
Is in hope that I
The Secret of the TreesBeneath the glow of the twisting moon, we can feelThe Secret of the Trees4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a horror beginning its birth. The serpent will slither
into a moistened cave and the blood will spill from broken lips
The secret was hidden beneath the trees, where the lovers
were kissed and never told. Yet the stains remain upon the grass.
Never to be erased...
How many times will I return, to a place I wish
I'd never see. Perhaps it is a way for me
To think of that which I regret...
But the man would never remind himself, of the horror
unleashed beneath falling leaves. The petals bear witness
to the struggled screaming, muffled by hands and feet.
A choking embodiment of sweat and tears and the final
release of a beating heart. The act is done and motion
has stopped, so now the vomiting begins...
An act of purity, to cleanse and expunge. It is
made to deny the gnawing guilt, for all that remains
is plain to see: a puddle of red on a sea of green.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 24th May 2012
YouI really hate you.You3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I look at you,
And although you smile,
I can't smile back.
You make me feel so vile.
I look at you,
With your sick little act,
Trying to be innocent.
But you're a lie,
You too have been bent.
I watch you,
With your weak steps.
You look like you're dying,
But you're very alive,
So I know that you're lying.
I turn away from you,
And you turn away too.
I see your heart with dismay,
You are disgusting,
And you will always be that way.
I try not to think about of you,
But you're always here.
You have invaded my mind.
No matter how I try to blot you out,
You erase everything else I find.
Your act will surely kill you,
With you unsure of yourself.
I clearly see that this won't end well,
With your acts and lies,
In the end, the truth will be hard to tell.
My hate and rage surges at you,
You disgust me with all my heart.
I reach to hit you, to make you see,
That you are the biggest bother,
But I only hit the mirror in front of me.
Self-Harm.Cut cut cut cut.Self-Harm.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart races at the thought.
It's all I can think about.
Blood dripping down my hips,
the sweet release that it gives.
Cut once, cut twice.
Just another slice.
Come on now,
it's no big deal,
I promise it will heal.
My scars are my memories,
they tell my many stories.
Find MeFind me, pleaseFind Me5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Find me now
I have been lost
And can't be found
I'm asking you
I'm asking, please
Won't you try to find me?
In the darkest corner
Of the darkest room
I sit and wait
This is my eternal fate
I'm begging you
I'm begging, please
Won't you try to find me?
I sit and cry
I scream out "Why?"
Why haven't you found me?
Baby, I'm burning..
Won't you just try to find me?
Ode to BoredomThe timeless ticking angels sing tonight:Ode to Boredom3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A passe void vacancy in my soul;
The harboured scow seduced the lusty night
And oceans shall midwife its mournful foal,
That bastard child of joy, credence and love
Has pierced my fruitful clouds of scanty woe,
Now pours this blankness bleak into a cleft
That nurses the moments that close the clove;
And life; it happened such a long time ago
With blueprints of balance trite and bereft.
An aging day emerges from the dark;
Its hollowness numbs every conscious sense;
There is no pecking on the sodden bark
And the kinglets have found another fence;
The wind has carried a young maiden's voice,
Who once whispered to me,'Remember me?';
I could not then, oh comely faithful muse!
In times of cheer how quiet our rejoice
And grains of grief we save for poetry
And spare nothing for time's timely recluse.
The spheres still walk the selfsame path of stars,
The mist still blinds the beggared stanger's road
The fire still frolics between blushing
I just want to give up..I just want to give up..I just want to give up..3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stab - stab - stab - Knife goes in
gush - gush - gush - Blood comes out
Feels good, pain is my pleasure..
You didn't care so this is what I became..
Some say a monster
some say I'm just mental
Some say dangerous
When these stereotypes are just thrown at me..
I wonder if you know the pain they cause?
The only reason why I do this self inflicting because I know..
I'll never feel love..
I'll never feel the warmth of a passionate kiss..
I'll never feel the sensation of a cuddle..
I'll never feel pleasure.. Other than from my pain
Because I know.. That the love I feel for you.. Will never be returned..
Pain is the pleasure - that makes me give up..
But I Did. So Why?No one warned meBut I Did. So Why?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Nobody told me you were feeling this way
Why didn't you say something?
Before it was too late?
Why did you do this?
I question myself everyday
I question life
I question humanity
No one said it was easy
But no one said it was this hard either
Who in this world actually does warn you
Nobody listens, nobody cares
Everyone is selfish
They want their own life to be perfect
They don't have time to worry about others
But I did. I did worry for you.
I did think about you.
Now you leave me here on earth wondering
What did I ever do wrong?
All you needed was a little love and understanding
Why? Why did you do this?
I never thought I'd hate you...
But you could've survived.
Listen. If you can listen.
I cared. I still care.
I just wish I could've done something.
BullyHit me with your fetid wordsBully3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Stab me with your poisoned speech
Strip me naked and stake me out for all to see
But you will never break me
Skin me with your hated arrogance
Smash me with your bloody fists
Crucify me before all and stone me
But you will never change me
By the StrandI still breathe your name by the wavering shoreBy the Strand3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And cast away to the sail winds a song
And close my eyes and evermore belong
To the unfed brine and its yearning roar.
The distant lamps polish the incensed green,
A flock of fallen stars upon the bay
Alights a dream of a submerged day
And strokes in feud a mind's browbeaten scene.
And standing by the strand I pace and skew
In hope a rising crest will fell or hide
Your voice; yet each raw spate, each rippling tide
Borrows to bestow an echo of you.
Tomorrow Is Another DayHow can I dreamTomorrow Is Another Day3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I'm hurt?
How can I smile
When I'm dirt?
How can I hope
When I'm forgotten?
How can I be
When I'm nothing?
I don't know how
But there are some things
That you just have to do
If not for yourself
Then for someone close
I don't know if these words
Will impact you, or set an impression
But take this advice
From an old cutter
It gets better, even if your life has melted like butter
You're not forgotten
You're always in someone's mind
You're not dirt
Cause to someone you shine
There is still hope for you
Even if your dream is broken
I noticed that
When the girl I loved, came even closer
Don't hurt yourself today
Cause you never know