Coming Apart at the SeamsAgain my arms have paid the price,
For the pathetic thing,
I call my life.
Cuts up and down,
Decorating my arm,
Keeping me safe,
From emotional harm.
Guarding my soul,
All through the night.
Showing that there is darkness,
Even in light.
So no matter how much I try,
To just go past,
The scars on my arms will always last.
They'll line up,
With the ones in my heart,
Until the day,
I finally fall apart.
Blanket of whiteCover me softlyBlanket of white2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
blanket of white
hide me from above
so they will not see
what the world
has done to me
so they can ignore
their fault in this
let them look away
afraid for what is
underneath my blanket
of untouched white
let them wonder
what they have done
to the thing
under a blanket
oh so very white
BotherIt's not a game.Bother2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She's gone away,
and no one even bothered to say,
"Will you ever return?"
When will they learn?
But no one bothered to say it to her.
I left on that day,
I went my own way,
but no one even bothered to say,
"I really love you."
I don't think it's true,
but I'd still say "I love you, too."
We all wonder why
she left us dry,
but we still didn't bother to say goodbye.
And neither did she,
not even to me.
At the very least, now, she's finally free.
I left them alone,
how can I atone?
Would I have stayed there, had I then known?
I can certainly tell
that all of us fell
when I didn't even bother to bid them farewell.
Truest HomeI took my mask off,Truest Home2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
showed my true face,
but you threw it back at me,
called me a disgrace.
No one wants to see.
No one wants to hear
about my hopes and dreams,
my memories and fear.
They'd rather I stayed quiet,
shy and in my place,
but I can't stay behind.
I want to run the race.
"No!" They cry.
Stay where you belong.
No one wants to hear
your misery song.
So crawl back in the dark,
with your monsters and fear.
Sit there quietly,
year after year.
Never going to get out,
never going to get free.
This is where I belong.
This is the truest home for me.
You Told MeYou Told MeYou Told Me2 months ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You told me, “We only have one life to live…”
I never wanted to be ‘that guy,’ so I said, “I’d give it another try.”
But I suppose you thought that meant I had a few more chances to give…..
‘Cause nothing changed; simply more of the same straight-faced lies
Only this time, the lies became more outrageous
“You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever known,” you hesitated,
Then muttered, “I love you,” but now, deep down I knew you were no one to trust
Believe me I wanted to, but I’m not so easily persuaded
I saw through the façade; or as you put it, “Your wall,”
But you didn’t need it, not with me; at one point you really were my best friend
I would always be there for you, whenever you began to fall
I’d protect you and keep you safe; I never wanted our friendship to end
You told me, “I was the kindest guy you
The Torturing DreamSoft... her skin. He knew it would be before he even knew her name.The Torturing Dream3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Silent... the breath he can't catch after his gasp when she said 'Hello gorgeous. Let's go make some trouble.'
Soft... the sheets on the bed in a room he'd never seen, but was happy to be inhabiting.
Silent... the arch of her back and the tears on her face, oxytocin induced...
Hard... the concrete he sees when he awakes from the dream
Cold... the skin on his chest where she laid her head seconds before
Hard... the sound of him lighting a cigarette in the quiet room
Cold... his breath when he exhales the first drag of another day
Screamed NoYou said no,Screamed No2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but he said yes.
How were you to know
what would happen next?
How could you know
that he'd push you down?
How could you know
you'd hit the ground?
How could you know
he'd rip off your shirt?
Tossed it away,
covered in dirt.
You didn't know
he'd have you pinned.
Because how could you know
that this would happen?
That your shirt would come off,
That your heart would falter
with the rhythm of his hips.
That you would scream no,
as he groaned yes.
With or Without YouYou have been standing there behind this glass for a long timeWith or Without You3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I see you standing there, wanting to be free
Wanting to be free from your own situations
I see you waiting there for me to return
Nothing more than an emotionless face
Just starring there, a glare of emptiness
Now, only if I can make a smile
Only if you can believe me that I still care about you
Only if you can believe me that try my best to cherish you
Only if you can believe me that we can make this work
Look deep, down in your heart
There is pain that you have
Pain that is unbearable but you still carry it
But it is neither a pain of misery nor a pain of sadness
My Soul to KeepHeart beats fast,My Soul to Keep2 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.
Stupid BlondeWhy, yes.Stupid Blonde2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I do pick up books.
And thank you for thinking I hold them upside down or I can't even finish the first page.
I do math.
And thank you for thinking I can't long divide or that numbers shave my mind blank.
I can write.
And, again, thank you for thinking I can't use a pen or that I <rite tings liek dis>
Why dont you take a label maker and slap it right on my forehead? All to see and all to share?
Maybe a pawn in your conversation, or ideas just easily ignored.
A voice filtered upon arrival and spilled down the drain to wash away, carried to a place where rubbish seals any whisper left to fade.
Voices become whispers, and whispers become the helpless echos of ideas shed free of a mind that is as fully functional as yours,
My friend, it is but you who label me with a permanent marker, that set my skys with the bleakest ink.
Dreaming of YouEvery night I dream of youDreaming of You3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
wishing upon a star
that you were here for real
Every night I lay in bed
a dream so wonderful
cause you are in it
I dream of being with you
to grow old together
a day never apart
only you are in my thoughts
A feeling so wonderful
it is in my heart
the love that grows
stronger each day
Every night I think of you
our love is for real
you are always here
I dream of happiness
being with you all the time
a dream so magical
that everything seem so real
you are here with me
keeping me safe
throughout the night
After all it is just a dream
but I promise you
that one day it will be real
So for now I will
My LoveI have missed you.My Love3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were the only thing that kept me sane
And allowed me to express my true self
Without fear of judgment by ignorance.
You are the only one who I can talk to
About my problems
And my insecurities.
You are willing to listen to all that;
Letting my rant spill onto you.
I am happy we are together again,
I know I will need your help now more than ever.
I want to change who I am for the better,
So I can love myself
So I can love others.
Can You Heal My HeartPlease don't leave me aloneCan You Heal My Heart3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But don't stand by too close
I'm scared of the silence
I'm being haunted by ghosts
The past lives in my head
Displaying where my problems arose
Walking down the same road as my father
Is what I'm scared of the most
Never had someone to guide me
Someone who'd show me the path
The only lessons I've had
Showed me to be controlled by my wrath
Little by little
Its been eating at my heart
But who needs to feel
When I'm only embraced by the dark
I need to rub alcohol on all my wounds
So I'll press this bottle to my lips
Every shot is medication
That helps my thoughts become eclipsed
I'll use my pills
To turn my brain a
Childhood DepartsHis Little Princess had now departedChildhood Departs2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
She was lay face down in a tranquil pond
The dead water of which was her worries
That he tried so hard to rescue her from
The lead weight of life and her memories
Had dragged her down to new depths and held sway
Bringing her to that body of water
In which her callow body was now lay
His Little Princess had now departed
Her vapid throne vacant for evermore
Father passed her the key of his wisdom
Too afraid was she to open the door
Had she hung on a little while longer
She would have seen there was a better place
That her childhood was just a stepping stone
Towards a life that is far less debased
Who am IWho am IWho am I3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But a pile of thoughts and
Feelings served on golden plates
Who am I
But the darkness that surrounds me
And the light that penetrates it
Who am I
But a figure ducked in corner
Enveloped by melting fingers
I cry and shout
But nobody can hear me
I try to move
But space curls around me
Who am I
Deep inside underneath the clothes
Underneath the skin and flesh
Who am I
The being that exists
For itself and by itself
I cry and shout
And smile upon the sounds
I try to move
And split myself to pieces
And there is no one
To stop my rapid fallout
As the drops of me
Soak into dried earth
Cupid's ArrowAn arrow, string, bow, and quiver are an archer’s basic necessities.Cupid's Arrow3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I missed Cupid’s target years ago.
Without returning like a boomerang.
Since then I’ve left his quiver cobweb filled,
While sending his bow a proper funeral in flames.
Because précising pain shouldn’t be at the beginning or end of your true love story.
One day my soaring will end with a bullseye.
Without a single strand attached,
Or a single scar left by behind for you to know by name.
Dear ClaireDear Claire,Dear Claire3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm sick of the happiness,
And the smiles.
I'm sick of your laughter;
It's been going on for a while.
Where are the tears?
I miss the despair.
I like you depressed,
Because that's when you're Claire.
I think you should change,
Because I said so.
You're not happy,
You and I both know.
So start crying,
And slit your wrists.
That pain you've missed.
We're only here for you;
Don't you feel good now?
Yes, you do.
We can tell you how.
C'mon, you can do it.
Give in to the despair.
We do it for you.
Museshe was an immaculate understanding of beautyMuse3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
and made art blush a thousand times,
and the painter's brush
and the sculptor's spurl
could never quite possess her,
even in their minds.
she retired to Colmar and Vienna
never resting, never testing
the waters of time,
although they say she adored Florence
and left more men doting
than Tuscan mothers did bear,
and Cupid wept all of Styx
when his noxious darts
fluttered not lips or hearts.
she chanced upon Zhou in Zhaoge
and left his soul in want of want,
and all his queens could not delight
the wanton thirst of Jahangir.
and so pleasured yet, and yet untouched,
the virgin maid of Gaia's cr
Rain reflectsYou walk around, your leg throbbing, slightly confused… how did I get here? Your heart beats in your chest intensely and rapidly; sweat drips off your forehead. Your vision become’s steady and your eyes focus on the forest floor. Your knees give in and you collapse onto your back, through the branches you see glistening light, beaming through the leaves, coating you in a yellow glow. Where am I? You attempt to stand, slightly painful but bearable. You look down at your bare feet as they lead you forward, through the trees, Who am I? You open your hands and look thoroughly at your fingers; you move them up closer to your face andRain reflects3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I LiedCheated, betrayed,I Lied3 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
that's what I've done to you
I should've cried, should've stayed,
I understand if we're through.
The truth was right there,
in the back of my mind.
You might've even cared,
comforted me, been kind,
but I was so scared,
how could I say the truth?
I have never dared
to tell the horrors of my youth.
So I locked them up tight,
told another lie.
I did what was right,
though it urges me to cry.
You don't need to know,
the memories are for me.
I wish I could let them go,
just let someone see,
but they're my curse,
so leave me be,
until my ride in the hearse,
the death of me.
Dead Flesh FeelsA warm severed corpse, beneath the illuminative sphere, squeals.Dead Flesh Feels2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Skin stinging with every brush of air across the dermis. Dead flesh, feels.
Absent soul, vanished heart, stagnate brain. Moving entity kneels.
Violent murder, no witness, escaped killer. In a coat of red guilt, steals.
Sliced skin, suddenly heals. Closed eyes, open; peeled. An abrupt breath inhaled; reveals.
Justice appeals. vengeful ideals, blood congeals.
Dead flesh feels.
1:37 AMShe looks in the mirror, tilts her head to the right, stares deep into her eyes. Her peripheral vision dissipates, until she is looking at a stranger.1:37 AM3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He walks into the bathroom, closes the door behind him and leans his back against it, breathing heavily, he tilts his head back and hears the sound of lightning, the room lights up for an instant.
It walks on its four legs, sniffing around in the dark, wet and cold, it barks out into the vast nothingness.
She closes her eyes, opens the faucet and lets the water drip on her hands.
He walks towards the mirror, his feet bloody and wet, leaving red prints behind him.
It find's a dead pigeon alon
I'm tired of it AllI'm tired of being know asI'm tired of it All3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the person with "problems"
I'm tired of being known as
the person with "disabilities"
I'm tired of being a mistake to this world
An unworthy failure in this life
Just because I have these problems
and not many understand them...
I'm tired of being judged
because they don't fully know me
To deal with this pain
and faking it all day long
I'm tired of putting a mask on
I just want to scream to the world
and tell everybody how I truly feel....
I'm tired of living a lie in my life
To pretend that everything is alright
while deep down
I am dying
I'm just tired of dealing with everything
Pretending to have this smile
Beautiful CovenAs I take your hand in this circle,Beautiful Coven2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I no longer feel alone,
I've found where I belong,
And I grow strong.
Years on a vacant island,
But now I have returned home.
You drape a black robe as dark as the night sky,
Over my body as beautiful as a temple,
I see light twinkle in your eyes,
As you light the pink candle that resembles,
The love that is growing between the whole group.
We all link closing our eyes,
Saying chants to improve our lives,
Never will we cause harm,
Never will we follow the path of lust.
What we must do is give back.
Restore the tree branch we tore down,
Plant beauteous flowers in the ground.
And sit here in the angelic so