Dear Annaliese Have you ever Dear AnnalieseDear Annaliese Have you ever 2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Have you ever seen her face with a smile?
Have you ever glimpsed the truth in those eyes?
Do you ever think of what she goes through
each day and night?
Have you ever wondered why she made that vow?
Have you ever imagined the secrets she hasn't spoken out loud?
Did you ever see her drink her way through poison
Have you ever heard the words of her prayer?
As she bows her head with thoughts she will not share?
Do you ever wonder while you stand outside her doorway
why no one cares?
Have you ever wondered if there were something more?
Have you ever grasped the truth in her people's lore?
Did you ever imagine her anguish as those sons of mothers
tore her to the core?
Have you ever looked beyond this emptiness?
Ever watched the strands of sanity slip as she confessed?
Did you ever think as the violin played and the children wailed
why she chose to drop off this misty crest?
death smells like fresh fruit.I put on the shirt and it was far too big, I struggled to find my arms lost in swatches of fabric, thin and deceiving. My tiny arms so slack from the smallest intake of food, the sleeves drooping like old skin on small bodies that everyone refuses the option to quit. Eating has seemed so cannibalistic since you left, the simple act of forcing food down my throat only makes me more of myself and less of you, who will never eat again.death smells like fresh fruit.7 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives More Like This
I stop in the hallway mirror, and look at my smudged eyes and lank hair. In the summer, on the swings, it hung around my face in loose waves. As all things seem to do, it grew as we grew apart in physical state, the hair mourning you like I do, the hair that caught your hands and fingers hangs unwashed and tangled. I smelled you near then, and I pushed out my limbs, and I ran to the glass door, pushing always the pane aside. My tiny hands and I have become more acquainted in the past days, as I hold my cigarettes, as I hold my face. The pool was covered in
Let it ShineLet it Shine11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
What is darkness? It is the absence of light.
She sat there…huddled in the dark corridor. It was so dark that not even her hands were visible. This was what she was used to though…being in this dark and lonely place with hardly a prayer. She’d been here many times. The darkness was her punishment…and it was meant to be her cure. She was to behave…do as she was told…and act right. The darkness would break her. It would mold her into the person she needed to be…it would shape her into a piece of that darkness. If it didn’t, it would soon drive her to fear…and that fear would drive her to insanity.
Indeed, she had spent days…sometimes weeks locked in this dark room with nothing to see and nothing to read or recognize. What was light again? It seemed like such a distant memory to her now. The thought of its warm not only intrigued her…it terrified her. Could there be comfort in light again? Would she find it
VictimsWe find the victimsVictims2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They are easy to spot
Among the crowd amiss
It is so backwards
Why have the weak
To suffer past the boundaries of a simple shrug
Transitioning to a cut
To dark thoughts
Lead to dark actions
To be resurrected
Before having it begin again
Why not target the stronger
Let them transition from the peak
To the middle
To the gravel
Leading to equivalent torment
To be shook in their core
Before rising once again
All because of a voice
Of a victim
To become a predator
Having become the enemy
Turning on his kin
Turning on the victims
The people who held him when he was at his darkest day
Who helped him cry
Not because of pain
But of joy
Because he knew others cared
We are all victims
Do not snuff it out like a fresh flame
And have our skin crackle in the fire
We will be wanted
All the victims are
Broken and scarred as we are
But My SoulSearching for sorrow,But My Soul2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
sadness soaks in as surely as the sun sets.
Drenching, decaying, depressing
It pushes and it poisons.
Dreams of escape only last long enough
to learn how to be hopeless.
Tedious torture and daily defeat
and then you accept it.
A loveless life
praying for the promise of an end.
And the promises pass through your dead heart
like the wind passing through bare branches.
Shaking and breaking the limbs
leaving lonely dust and fallen pieces.
This was my existence...
Then the corner of my eye saw you coming
but fear kept my glance lowered.
Suddenly the voice of my best friend called to me
the only sweet sound I ever trusted.
Instantly, before the next beat of my heart
I was safely encircled in your arms.
That is when your lips broke my world and I learned
this is what it's like to be happy.
To Fight the DarkFrom the light in my room,To Fight the Dark2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I see the night outside
As it eats and consumes
On its treacherous ride
Everyone screams and cries
Giving into the night
None ever even try
To be brave for the light
There are those who stand,
I myself am included,
That won’t give into the hand
That won’t ever be deluded
Alone, we fight for days and weeks
Searching for a soul to share the pain
Once found, we can end the days so bleak
Once found, everyone will know our names
Broken DoveWill someone please give flightBroken Dove2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To this broken dove
Show her happiness
tell her she is loved
Will someone please just help her
Lend her a gentle hand
Raise her in a way
That she can understand
Will someone please just notice
She's broken her small heart
And slowly, every second
her worlds falling apart
She pleads for your forgiveness
She begs you for your love
Please will someone notice
This hollow, dying dove...
DragonWhile sitting in the woods one dayDragon2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Spotted, I did, a beast with scales of a silver tint
Fear and wonder coursed through my veins
I stayed frozen in my stance, and not a word did I say
As it moved close, I swore I could see its eyes glint
Its eyes were as dark as clouds of rain
And when I thought it would attack
It stopped and froze just as I
And to this day, I still doubt what happened after
It bowed its head in a symbol of friendship, when it did my fear did crack
The creature lowered its wings and urged me onto its back, and then we began to fly
We flew so high and fast that the wind around us sounded like laughter
But sadly we had to land and bid adieu...
But to my friend I swore we would meet again another day
Remember Me?I whisper silentlyRemember Me?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For you to come back to me
I feel like you've forgotten
Like you no longer see
You once told me you're my friend,
And yes, I trusted you,
But was it just a lie?
Was is never true?
I sit here all alone,
Waiting for your return,
And each second you ignore me,
My heart begins to burn.
I'm afraid that I have lost you,
I'm afraid you left me here,
I'm afraid you now hate me,
You left me here in fear.
I try to find comfort,
From the things you once said,
All your kind words,
Spinning in my head.
I smile at that thought,
And I hold it tight,
I will not let go,
Until you return one night.
So please come back my friend,
I need you here with me.
Please open your eyes,
Please begin to see....
Demon in the HallwayA hallway lit by eternal flame,Demon in the Hallway2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Unsure of whether I'm still sane,
It may be that I am dreaming,
Or I'm being deceived by a demon.
The flames flicker and shift,
As my mind begins to drift,
O the screams! How they beckon me!
Oh hellish madness, let me be!
Down the hallway I peer,
As if I was a blind seer,
Through the darkness, a face,
Grotesque as that of fallen grace.
A demon stands before ne,
But I can't comprehend how this can be,
Is it a figment of my imagination?
It must be some exasperation!
My feet refuse to listen,
Ever forwarding my position,
Towards the monstrosity,
I begin to fear the worst.
It's claws are like nails,
Of silver, glistening from the light,
Yet, it's body is shrouded by shadow,
More and more, this feels like a barrow.
The devilish creature begins to smile,
Evilly, and all the while,
I continue to cringe and shake,
Hoping to be shook awake.
It laughs like a maniac,
"This is no dream, insomniac,
For your soul is mine to claim,
To take back to my domain."
When The Ink Runs OutJust writeWhen The Ink Runs Out5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Get the spidery letters down on the page
They'll make people happy
They'll make people smile
In the precious way no works can make me feel
Just keep the pen moving
The day will improve from there
For no matter how much it hurts
For no matter how much blood decorates the page
The words have a meaning
Even if only to the ones who read them
Just make the words flow
Put letters on every line
There's a purpose for every word
A hidden definition behind them all
So long as the author never releases her pen
Everything else will fall into place
Engrave it all upon the page
So even when the ink runs out
Skip over capricious pencil lead
These words are too important to be erased
And write with your own blood
The dark, ominous color makes every word vital
It conveys every message
With deadly urgency
Words come from our hearts and minds
The pen shares them with the world
Write with your blood so you never forget
Cling to every dear work
And write until the dark of night consumes the page
Girl in the GlassI hate this girlGirl in the Glass2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With the sneer on her lips
Her fingers knotted in her pretty hair
Her eyes are wild
She's so curvy it's almost sad
She can't hold down a diet
She keeps yanking down her sleeves to cover those pathetic scars
Her eyes are droppy
Her legs too wide
Ink stains on her finger tips
And pentagram's drawn on her sneakers
She has a silver ring and leather coat
She's so desperate to worm into some else's skin
I don't want to hate her but I do
Who is this, stupid bitch who's smiling like she doesn't have a clue?
Putting on a brave face? Ready to face her accuser?
He's waiting in the car outside
A man she should call father
Looking in a mirror is forgein to me
Trying to contact that girl in the glass
This useless bitch staring at me
Who are you?
And why would anyone want you?
Defy the RepetitionDays go by unnoticed...Defy the Repetition2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There is existence;
Without any life.
Attempt to wake yourself from this dread sleep,
You'll find it harder than you might imagine.
Deny the routine to find yourself ostracized,
In a world filled with the self-denying selfish.
While away your time
It's easier that way
Just toe the line;
Don't think you have a say.
Break the ranks to see yourself besieged,
With the ignorance of the televised delusions.
Fight for your principles to find your words
Muddled, twisted, and mired in semantic confusions.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Sap the life away
Of those who dare to
Defy the Repetition.
Drag them down with you.
Assault the status quo to leave yourself
At the mercy of the unenlightened masses.
Revolt against unconsciousness to learn
No order can hold against a questioning mind.
Sell your identity
To find acceptance;
Forget your humanity,
And you'll fit right in.
Reveal your inner self and you're vulnerable
To the vicious whims of public
SacrificeYou in my shadowsSacrifice2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You should just get lost
I don't know where I can go
But I have to go
I can't stay here anymore
I know that I'm not lost
I'm just alone
But I can't go back now
And I won't cry
I wont scream
I've sacrificed enough for this cause
I have to see this through
I don't know where I can go
But I can't stay where I don't belong
I'm no warrior, I'm no hero
Just let me be
Haven't I sacrificed enough?
This has been all that I've lived for
All that I've died for
I shed my sweat, shed my blood
Just for this
Just to feel the pain this brings
Because the pain lets me know I'm alive
I used to be such a sweet innocent thing
Bright, white, laughably naive
I should have know how this would turn out
I shouldn't have volunteered
To be the sacrifice
And there's no where to hide
They always find me
Those demons whisper in my ears
Accept your fate
Feel the pain
Embrace the disease
So please forgive me
I have to go
Let me go
I've sacrificed enough
I just can't do this
I'll never make it
I'd rather be aloneI enter the room all eyes on me.I'd rather be alone2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Side way glances as if I don't see.
I walk down the aisle and I take my seat.
This is where I'm gonna be for five days this week.
I can feel their hate from across the hall.
Those people they hate me and wish I would fall.
Unwanted is what they have always shown.
And honestly, I would rather be alone.
They tease me with their words as if it don't hurt.
They treat me as if I'm disgusting and dirt.
And sometimes I would just let it slide.
I would try to contain the feelings I hide.
I try to do my best but I really just fail.
And spectators would make up a new winding tale,
Of how my bad attitude is set into stone
But will never know I'd rather be alone.
Maybe I have done something out of range.
But I'm trying my best to be nice and change.
They say that will never for they've never known,
That I often sit and think "I'd rather be alone".
Instead of being teased an being rejected,
Instead being humiliated in public and subjected.
In order that I may no lon
SwitzerlandxReader - A Journey Worth Taking (1)Exhausted and hurt, you stumbled through the mountainous terrain of your surroundings, biting your lip at every movement to prevent screaming out in pain. You were pretty sure one of your ankles was twisted, for agonising pain shot up your leg every time you put pressure on it, and several other cuts appeared over your body it seemed as though the injuries flourished by the day!SwitzerlandxReader - A Journey Worth Taking (1)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Your (h/c) locks were unrecognisable in colour through all of the dirt coating it, and they were sodden with blood from a drenched cloth covering a large gash on your forehead.
Puffy and red from your tears, your (e/c) eyes stared into the soil of the ground, filled with hope that something good would happen to you soon. Dark black bags hung below them, expressing your tiredness from the extreme lack of sleep you had gotten.
You wore a formerly beautiful, frilly, long-sleeved maroon dress. It was plastered to your body from your sweat, blood and tears, and there were many rips in it from when merciless b
Ed's Short RantsHey, don't call me puny.Ed's Short Rants5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Would you stop calling me puny?!
Stop calling me a pipsqueak, it puts me in really bad mood.
DON'T CALL ME SMALL! I'LL BREAK DOWN YOUR FEET AND STICK 'EM ON YOUR HEAD!!!
You couldn't see me since I'm so short you couldn't distinguish me from all the grains of sand. VERY FUNNY!!!
Shorty?! Could a shorty do this?! What else you want to call me; a half-pint bean-sprout midget?! I'm still growing, you idiot(s)!
WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MICRO-SIZED HALF-PINT WHO DIDN'T GROW UP BECAUSE HE DOESN'T DRINK MILK?!!!
WHO ARE YOU CALLING A RUNT SO TINY HE COULD ONLY BE SEEN WITH
A MAGNIFYING GLASS, YOU JERK?!!!
WHO ARE YOU CALLING A MOUSY LITTLE PIPSQUEAK?!!!
Nobody calls me a pipsqueak and gets away with it.
WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SMALL YOU WANT TO CRUSH LIKE AN ANT?!!!
Who are you calling shorty?
WHO ARE YOU CALLING A PIPSQUEAK?!
WHO ARE YOU CALLING A DWARF?!!! GET BACK HERE AND SAY THAT TO MY FACE!!!
WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL?!!!
WHO ARE YOU CALLING THE GUINESS BOOK OF WORL
BrokenLooking through the mirrorBroken2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into my reflection eyes
I look back
And the memories still burn
To be half awake
I lie in my bed, eyes open
Bloodshot, I wish I wasn't here
Wish I wasn't here today
Feeling empty on school days
And shattered like mirror pieces
They pierce like needles, shards
Cutting open my heart, leaving me broken
Blood stains my soul, coloring it dirty
Look at me now
I am crying
I am crying out loud!
Almost to a screaming point
Everyday, I wish I would disappear
Wish to disappear today
Flying through glass
I lean away, drifting in the distance
And tears crystallized once they fall
Bubbles is what I see
Underwater, I am suffocating
Let alone a frozen body
Sinking further and further
I wish I can stay here
Stay here forever
Opening my eyes slowly,
The reflection of the mirror’s dream
A broken frame
Tears blend with the blood
That cuts open with sharp glass
A fragile heart, a lost soul
Far AwayI don’t see how you could want anything from me.Far Away2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’m cold and I’m gone and I won’t ever be
There for you, even though I know how you
Need me to; it’s what I want too.
But I’m lost in a land far away from all others.
It’s dark and unknown without my sisters and brothers,
So I scream out. Why am I lost in this way?
Why do I watch you all suffer and do nothing every single day?
I know that all that I am to the people around
Is a cruel twister of words who brings everyone down.
That’s all I am to me, at least.
But there are people who stick around this cruel beast.
So I can’t be all that terrible, right?
If so, why do I feel like a pitiably sad sight?
Quietly, GentlyShy smiles and fluttering butterflies,Quietly, Gently2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My heart would beat faster when I looked into your eyes.
Even then, as I held you warmly in my arms,
Every word you said put me under your charm.
Dozing off, I sent you a little smile.
And told you that it’s fine to fall asleep for a while.
When you awoke, the sun was setting for its own time to sleep.
So I pulled you close and breathed in so deep.
Quietly, in the dark, I slowly fell in love.
Gently in my arms, I called you my little dove.
*Cross your Fingers*Cross your fingers, here we go*Cross your Fingers*2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Superstitions grow and grow
See a penny pick it up
This suggests the best of luck.
Just be careful where you tread
Pick Dandelion, you'll wet the bed
The dog is wailing, death is near
Hard to believe yet shiver in fear.
Garlic will keep Vampire at bay
Friday 13th, unlucky day
Four leaf clover, just the thing
Sprig of heather, heart will sing.
Crickets, toads, and honey bee
In countryside they live quite free
Could these creatures bring us luck?
All is possible, if moonstruck.
The End.Standing on the edge of reality and dreams,The End.2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Letting the world pass by, over me, around me, through me.
Sliding off like water, like rain, like tears.
Grazing my skin, then falling off, leaving me alone, in emptiness and silence.
Little drops, cast off into oblivion, splattered on the ground, impossible to recover.
No regret for their demise. No desire to go back.
I let everything go.
I will cry myself empty, until nothing is left.
I will sleep past doomsday. I will not rise with the dead.
Not until everything has passed completely away.
Not until I can open my eyes and stare into nothingness.
Pure, peaceful, nothingness.
Not until I can walk forever in void.
Pure, empty void.
Then, finally, I can leave reality behind completely.
I can fall over the edge.
With one final scream, one final burst of violence,
One final explosion of being,
I will cast myself down and let myself break.
I will lie there, so still and so alone,
Until I fade into the void that surrounds me.
philosophy has lost its appealYour absence isn't the elephant in the room;philosophy has lost its appeal2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It’s the invisible parasites lounging in the floorboards
Just writhing for a taste of lonely flesh.
My repaired left half is gone;
Without you, I’m faulty once more:
The half-blind broken wind-up doll is here again.
There aren't words to describe the emptiness:
just return soon.