In to me; see.
It calls me in the night
When I'm down and drunk
It calls me in the night
When the lights go down.
I hear it in my dreams
Echoes around my mind
The laughter of a baying crowd
A girl's unflinching sneer
This red man in my soul
He takes all over me
I see things through his eyes
When the dark rage is on me
When I'm standing on a bridge
Redman whispers at my ear
Drags me down with him
Takes me unto the brink
Don't hurt me anymore
I ask the man every time
Smiles wider than the sky
And takes over me!
He's me when I see a friend
In a happier mood than I
He snarls and drives 'em all away
And keeps me all to himself.
I see him in other people's eyes
In the lonely and the desperate
I see him smiling back at me
When ever I close my eyes.
Alaska is hiding behind her eyesA girl caught up in the same gameAlaska is hiding behind her eyes2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where circus tricks and trapeze artists
Are nothing compared to the burning of lungs
Where insomnia stains the people’s smiles
In a pale wash of sea foam angst bottled up and thrown
Into the horizon where the sky meets the earth
In a disjointed seam
She had hurricane rage eyes
And wishbone sleeves pulled tightly across her chest
To suppress her Medusa heart from cracking
The stars open and drinking their flames
Ocean funeral where Chaconne
Is played to sirens and sea urchins
Coiled beneath the oily depths of seascapes
Where her kite string spines push against the thin membrane
Of split grin skies
That spews out dreams onto alleyways
Mixing with stale vomit and baby doll wishes
ForgottenMy heart like shattered glass lies broken,Forgotten2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The fragments pierce my lung,
I grasp for words unspoken,
for feelings left unsung,
my skin it feels so cold,
why don’t I feel the pain?,
my bones they feel so old,
the steel against my vein,
perhaps in crimson tides,
will you remember my name
White flagThese lies are killing me.White flag2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This wretched pain drowns me.
This heart may be bleeding
but inside my mind im truly dying.
Maybe you cant see it.
But these tears should surly make you see.
That this heart is withering.
Just dying to be free.
Wont you please let me breath?
Cant you please just set me free?
This war keeps waging on.
These scars keep opening up.
I keep losing my heart and soul.
Set me free and let me go.
This cage keeps getting smaller.
This heart keeps breaking more.
This white flag keeps burning.
But inside im still fighting on.
But these wounds you make are getting sharper …
how much could one bleed on?
Our Simple TaskWe are deepened by our dark souls, sealed within the bloody and banished scrolls.Our Simple Task2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Damned by the morning and by the light, our eyes lurk gloomily in the path of night.
We whisper tears throughout your sight, paralyzing your intelligence and fear of flight.
Alas flight is what you truly need, hence why your fate is for us to read.
In the air your body is thrown, whisked upon the dead; let your soul hear them moan.
Thrust forth and forgotten by the stain of blood, absorb the monstrosity from within the flood.
Bested by glasses and long dark coat, your flesh reeks a stench; thou shall be thrown in the moat.
Left to freeze and burn from the flames, thou is forevermore forgotten; the end of our games.
Snow White SyndromeI seem to have forgotten the sound of my own heartbeatSnow White Syndrome2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Splitting apart my limbs I've found the source of my insanity
Coiled around veins and arteries
Star dust and a lazy man’s drug
Has put me to sleep under fictitious pretenses
Of forbidden apples and two faced prince charming’s
EmilieEmilie sits upon the shelfEmilie2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and waits for her time to come
Until her loneliness stops
She waits and waits, full of false hope
That someone will come take her home
But when all the other dolls have been bought
She wonders why she's still alone
She spends her time thinking about
Her imaginary faults
Assuming that she's ugly because
Why else has she not been sold?
And to this day, she's wanted to say
Why am I the only doll that's still here?
She's fed up of loneliness, fed up of waiting
For something she once had that disappeared
Emilie sits upon the shelf
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and waits for her time to come
But her loneliness never stops
She's so fed up that she's stopped trying
To be the perfect one
Because deep down she already knows
Her perfect one has been and gone
subliminal messages from the unheard heroineChain smoking behind crumbling bike shedssubliminal messages from the unheard heroine2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We’d amble across deserted swing sets
Sipping bad coffee and reading about dead poets
You with a charcoal smudge in the crease of your lips
I with ink stained fingertips
We’d speak of what it is like to be human
And how devastatingly beautiful self-destruction is
Because you had holes in your arms and I had lines on my hips
And there really wasn't much to say
Other than how the skies looked like smoke and dioxide vomit
Pooling onto our broken pupils
Hero ComplexI bartered my soul awayHero Complex2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For the boy with wolf eyes
He locked me behind his teeth
He carved snake bites into my lips
And tore apart the gilded edges of my lashes
In an endeavor to uncover some semblance of my siren words
He broke apart my ribs in an attempt
To find my landmine heart
Which held no sound
My Inspiration, My MuseI hope and wait patiently for you to find meMy Inspiration, My Muse2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To hear me calling out to you with every fiber of my being
You haven’t met me yet, you don’t know me
But I want you to know how undeviating you have been to me
From this distance
You gave me passion
You gave me hope
You gave me a light to grasp on to
You made my life like a song
You are like the notes to my life’s melody
Melancholy and bittersweet
I will write you a book
Full of rhymes and rhythms
Words written just for you
You are inspiration, my muse
And it has been you that has inspired me to live
To listen to this worlds song
So I will fight, to live
This unwavering battle with myself
And I hope that someday you will hear me say
Thank you, for saving me from myself.
InsanityShards of glassInsanity2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A broken reality crumbling
Staring into a hopeless reflection
Everything stripped away
Lost in a dream
Waking moments fleeting
Reality blends with sick fantasy
Jagged edges of crimson hue
Darkness enveloping with little resistance
Mortification of the mind
Slowly accepting the inevitable
The jigsaw boyThe girl sits on the dusty floor,The jigsaw boy2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Surrounded by odds and ends.
Holding the jigsaw boy, trying to put him together again.
He fell from a very great height,
She sobs for him every night.
None of the pieces fit.
He looks up at her with empty eyes,
The colour of faded blue skies.
His skin is covered in scars and cracks,
Maps that lead her to nowhere
Round and round in circles, like a merry go round.
His soul is scattered around her like glass,
She cuts herself trying to pick the pieces up.
She tries to be distant, she tries to be kind
But in her heart she knows she broke this boy
That lies in pieces at her feet.
She crushed his heart in the palm of her hand
And now she doesn’t know what to do.
She knows that she doesn’t have much time,
Before he falls over this ledge.
He builds these walls between them,
That she will have to climb.
Life has lost its colour and time has lost its grace.
Where his heart was is now an empty space,
Pain consumes his soul.
A mermaid stole my bonesI want to deteriorate into the ocean and feel the wavesA mermaid stole my bones2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Break over my spine
Because I’ve learnt through trial and error
That holding my breath only makes my heart beat faster
And plain white pills do nothing to soothe
The anxiety sewn deep within my bones
The bitter aftertaste still lingers in the back of my throat
much like the feeling
of her breath in my lungs
A penny for ...my thoughts.––Life is so fucking confusing. One minute your okay, the next your 6 feet under.A penny for ...my thoughts.1 year ago in Philosophical More Like This
––One second it all makes sense, the next… you forget why you're still around.
––A few months go by really fast, one hour doing something you dislike, is eternity.
––You are with someone, and they are part of you, then all of a sudden you're missing a portion.
––Life is so fucking understandable. One second you are here, the next you are not, everything that once 'is', will become a 'was'.
––Our time is relative, but really…we are alive for a blink of an eye, in the lifetime of existence.
––It all goes on at the same pace, but an hour of fun is pure distraction, and it slips through your fingers like water… an hour of angst is reality and suffering; it slips through your fingers like mud.
––You meet someone as an individual, able to live your lives just fine, but… then you find yours
The StoriesTo moonlight shards of forever shaded cages, we glance deep within the unspeakable pages.The Stories2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The eyes of blank stories spoken by the lost old, their weak skeletal hands breach the coarse, bloody mold.
So dead and shrill, fear damns beauty's lying words, brainwashing the weaklings, striking down the meek herds.
Endless pages of regret tear the hearts of none before, not a soul could take their power; their existence nevermore.
Alas, these stories shall never prevail, for the readers cannot see them; their timid souls forever fail, not a soul shall ever dream them.
UntitledPalms balmy with chlorophyllUntitled2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I would clench lighter fluid between spider print finger tips
Palms slick with perspiration and adrenalin
Cheap liquor to give us a mediocre buzz
Watered down whisky and crumpled cigarettes
We'd slink into broken down kiddie parks, quiet and unwanted
Kicking our legs to the skies in an attempt to life ourselves off the earth
But wax melts far too quickly and a nosedive into the earth's core
Seems strangely appealing, I guess we're the kids parent's warn their children about
I can hardly doubt them, we are patchwork masochists
Finding solace in flowering bruises and cross hatched stitches
Pick pocketing pennies hoping to strike it rich one day
They sit in a jar on my windowsill
Rusting and coppery, they smell like blood.
The TakingI steal from those who shake frozen in the darkness, pitied by their insanity and crushed madly by their peers.The Taking2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Ten nights I speak with them, screaming in their blank faces, their responses are wordless; composed of only red tears.
Influenced by the blackened shades who dance within my candlelight, the mortals simply chain themselves to their everlasting fears.
Alas, my doings are never of greediness, never I take from those their time, I only wish for two simple rarities, clouded eyes and tainted years.
The kids aren't alright but there's always drugsLate nights leave me with a tongueThe kids aren't alright but there's always drugs1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That feels too big in my mouth,
And a head full of vowels that smash against each other
In the most wonderful way.
Like star vomit and pesticide veins,
All strewn together in defected daisy chain pupils,
And drunken babbles that ache from
The hollows of my eyelids.
We were jail bird tendencies
with a knack for ruffling feathers
because we are the angel girls,
back lit in neon beams of late nights
spent on the strip searching for fame.
Trying to stay young or die beautiful
With flowers in our hair and cloud dust
In the cracks of our lungs.
Wishing we were a little less disastrous
And a little more glamorous,
We were gutter sluts looking
for cheap love in the back seats of cars.
There are no moonlit silhouettes
Just hang dog mornings where the sun
Burns the back of our throats,
Where we’d ache for those moments where dawn
Breaks over our glass rimmed wrists
And freckled synapses.
PoisonI'm a poison.Poison2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I took an innocent girl,
and stole her from the light
I made my darkness glow
I appear as an angel before her eyes
But I'm a repear,
Covered in my own blood.
I'd never hurt her..
I love her.
I hate me.
I punish me, and give her gifts
I don't want to ruin her.
I'm using her
She makes me smile
I can't resist her beauty
I want to know
I need to know
I love life
I want to die
Miserable and never ending
I've gone numb and given up
She holds my hand
She's warm to my cold blood.
I cling so tight
Crying hiding the tearing in my hair
I cut off the hair
I don't want to hide them
I love you..
I want you to smile
I want you to avoid me
I don't want me
To be your future
I want to be in your future
I can change
I can heal us both.
so let me touch
Your beating heart
I love you.
Leave this WorldI will slit my wristsLeave this World2 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
40810If only you were soulless.408102 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you were mindless, blind,
you and I could make a beautiful disaster.
The press would write of our brief affair;
they'd paint me (the woman in red) as pathetic.
They will not consider how I need your love
or how it pains me so deeply to throw myself at you.
I will not be remembered as a poet warrior.
I'll be the eternal survivor no more.
All who think of me will shake their bowed heads
and tearfully remark;
If only you were soulless.
If you were mindless, blind,
You wouldn't have been such a bloody disaster.
I created A Fallen AngelThis nightmare has resurrected into my finger nails -I created A Fallen Angel2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
peeling my ravenous desires off again.
I don't want to learn my lesson,
I need to learn the hard way by
letting you become my
I will always be a loveless vampire that
feeds on helpless romantics that try
to hide it.
I will grant thee a fresh heart
break it myself,
Clench your unraveling hatred into my skin,
I want to hate you as much as you loved me.
I need to cry your pain,
because you won't show
me how much I hurt
- these haunting whispers will stain my lips
when I think of you.
"Why can't I be the one for you?"
but i only needed your heart because someone
stole mine and never gave it back.
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?
on seeking solace in strangersAnd she felt like homeon seeking solace in strangers9 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
her arms gave
way to the sand
castle of her
i loved her for it
she was a dragon
of a girl
beneath her eyes
from the corners
of her lips
like a faulty tap
to me she was beautiful
like those obscure
lapses in time
at 3.25 AM
with her legs
stretched across the
smoking my cigarettes
as she let her words
into the quiet
s p a c e s
she still sparkled
with this rebellious
twinkle in her eyes
and those eyes
they felt like home
all the doors