AimlessSpring forgot how to begin anew,Aimless2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
so Winter stole her amnesic heart and tossed it to the wolves.
"Devour me," the stars seemed to beg;
so Gravity plunged them into the ocean's nebulous depths.
These lips no longer offer hymns up to fallen gods—
so Fate sacrificed herself for the chance to be reborn.
BLACK TEARSBLACK TEARS2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
ancient black tears
captive deep within
thicken & darken
an unforgiven sin
oozed ebony anguish
eats ice white skin
pierced by hope
light seeps therein
a black tear
now crystal clear
UnfazedUnfazed2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hardships are a token
There's so many scars
I'm proud to be broken
I'm a living shard
I live off of regret
Breathing in certainty
My life feeds on suspense
It's almost considered a dependency
People break down sometimes
That's an understatement
Pretending to walk the line
While hope is in fragments
Can you imagine-
Enduring another lifetime
Even a fraction-
Of the pain I called mine?
I reach for the sky / Sweat falls in the fire
Worshiped halos remain shy / Shall I wait here forever?
People say we are all loved
That's nothing but a lie
Belief and trust become lost
That's the only truth I will testify
The gates will stay closed
Useless wishes and butterfly kissesThe sun sets over our heads,Useless wishes and butterfly kisses2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
The birds sing out the close of the day.
Usually I would have admired this display
But not today.
My eyes are filled with tears of useless wishes,
And your lips are filled with whispers of goodbye and butterfly kisses.
I try to make up for all the days I forgot to say
I love you.
Your eye lids close slowly,
Those things I used to be mad at you about,
Seem so small and stupid now.
I clasp on to your hands,
Willing for you to live
And see more stunning days like this.
You squeeze my hand ever so slightly,
As the life drains from your face,
Flowing out from your body.
As the sun sets over your life,
The birds sing out their goodbyes.
And all I can do is stop and stare hopelessly at this display,
You left me today.
MasqueradeShe glides into the room,Masquerade2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Her crimson dress flowing.
Body engulfed in a sweet perfume,
Only half of her face showing.
The candles flicker,
Bowing down as she passes.
Heartbeats become quicker,
Every man's affection she amasses.
Her discomfort begins to tell,
For she is not all that she seems.
To herself she has said farewell,
Haunted by the world of dreams.
Behind the mask lies the pain,
The sharp feeling of regret.
Her composure she must maintain,
Try to forgive and forget.
Witch OilThere's magma boiling in her frostbitten veins;Witch Oil2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
incandescent pixie dust and
sluggishly making its way through
a childish heart — wishing for one last chance
to spread her wings and soar to
Gallows of the EyeHow loud the shouts and whispers,Gallows of the Eye1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Echoing on from invisible tongues.
As melodies sing like acid vapors,
Oh, the profanity has begun.
To storms it is not comparable,
Thunders become a mother’s song.
Even nightmares turn to lullabies,
And monsters leaving on their own.
Coming forth with a hunter’s crouch,
Lying in wait in the darkness’ shade.
Only not in the corners of your room,
But there instead in your guarded mind.
Fight it with fire all you like,
Stare it down with all your might.
The more you purge the more it feeds,
A war that’s won with stronger greed.
One goal crowns its lonely wake,
A feeble little soul liv
Dear SirDear Sir… I hate you. I’ve hated you ever since you decided it was a good idea to push a five year-old me into the deep end of the pool without my floaties on. I’ve hated you, ever since you thought it was funny to start massive rumors about me, which ruined my chances of making new friends as a child. More recently, I hate you for trying to dropkick me into a solid concrete wall when I wasn’t looking. It’s events like this that make me question whether you even have HALF a brain, even though I know that’s being a bit optimistic considering all the dumb crap you do and all the “fun” you try toDear Sir2 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I WILL break you.I'll break your spine with a smile,I WILL break you.2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'll make you walk through glass a mile,
I will carve your flesh into a painting
Until from unworthy pain you start fainting.
You will scream and rage but none will help,
You are nothing than another human abomination,
You have vowed to the bloodless, a fake restoration,
Now you have become nothing more than a whelp!
You broke his wings and chained him here,
Know now the true name of pain and fear!
I'll free him with a gory and sinful sacrifice,
Now you shall meet a pure and merciless demise.
april 18th, 2012.therapy:april 18th, 2012.2 months ago in Emotional More Like This
"I'm not an artist. I'm just a kid with a keyboard."
“And, y'know, I’m probably not really sick.”
“I read a lot of books. I probably just act like this because I saw it somewhere on the Internet.”
“I just want to be more like my dad.”
“I’m really just a pathological crybaby who wants attention,” I tell you.
You say, “I think there are better ways to get attention than fake a mental disorder.”
“Maybe I’m doing it for fun.”
The problem isn’t that I need to see a therapist.
The problem is that I need to see a therapist because
Tragic AuthorI’m looking forward to being a tragic authorTragic Author2 months 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 ro
No Longer a Little GirlDear imagination, can't you be the thing you wereNo Longer a Little Girl1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Butterflies and daffodils and happiness so pure
Sunny skies and lullabies and dreams of what could be
Hidden worlds and wonderlands of things they couldn't see
Shining gowns and silver crowns for dancing with the prince
Twirling with excitement, though the others weren't convinced
Dear intimidation, did you find it to be true
All I ever needed was an overdose of you
Silly stares and laughter slowly flood a child's mind
Making me abandon every daydream I could find
Lost beneath the shadows of the sky so dark and dead
Far too weak to turn around, yet scared of things ahead
Dear destructive ten
Lost FreedomThey say freedom is a beautiful word, a beautiful thing. When you dream without fear and live without oppression, all you need now is for your life to embrace it. Isn't it easy though, just to think the concept that dwells in the West and disintegrates in the East could be as powerful, as life-changing, as the word "love" itself?Lost Freedom3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I beg to disagree, but then again, circumstances have dealt me a different hand.
I'm not saying that humans don't deserve to be free. I hate any repression to freedom. Human trafficking, for instance, makes me sick to the bone at the cruelty that humans can be so capable of. Being denied freedom of speech silences
carouselwe laughed like children high on m&ms,carousel5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
danced like we were carousel horses,
and jump-roped our way through obstacle courses.
I saved our footsteps in mason jars,
in case we ever needed to follow yellow brick roads
to get home.
home was an illusion:
honesty without truth,
apologies without forgiveness,
I kept home sandwiched between
"never" and "have to."
caroline, they'd say. caroline,
stop being such a dreamer. stop taking
us for granted.
I packed every apology possible
into my breath, left runaway plans lingering
in the silence between family.
when I found you dancing in the street,
I listened for merry-go-round music.
WarScarlet drops soak the groundWar2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Gunshots fired, distant sounds
Metal flashes clear and bright
Screams of dying fill the night
Blood is pooling thick and dark
Life force dripping from dead hearts
Panting breaths as lungs recede
Into death, the hopeless tragedy
Distancetime is mere distance of the mind. every hour a million arduous miles. every second one more step closer. the days stretch on. tempering feeding tenacity and intent. it is destiny when the destination is known. it is only timeDistance2 months ago in Emotional More Like This
In One BreathThe incendiaries of mundane livingIn One Breath2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
All burst into life maniacally!
Cackling as I trudge slow,
Their incessant droning, stalking my every move
I weld my eyes shut
Clinging to composure for dear life
Afloat for the while
My hunger expands and contracts
Shackled to maddening fluctuation
Causing my skin to throb, riddled with anticipation
The long drop “home”
I plummet scathing my paper flesh
Torn and marred
Filthy and mangy
I crumble ruined yet alive i remain
How can I relish existence?
Confined to this lowly abode
This haven I have bound to secrecy
With every trinket of my deceit
How, how do I attain my better half?
Prayer to warCold steel, reaps flesh apartPrayer to war2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood spills in these unknown hills
The eerie screams trigger dreadful chills
And the white flag marks the lost wills
Mere pawns to a world that worships war
Still they fight for what they adore
I call upon you, beloved Ishtar
Watch for these despaired men
And lend your strength to them
ReminisceAt times all I do is reminisceReminisce2 months ago in Scraps More Like This
And wish to go back to a time before this
A time when this was all just beginning
Driving in my car and we just started singing
Oh please, take me back to that time in November
I can picture it clearly, do you even remember?
I can remember that song, the one we sang to
Driving along in my car it was just me and you
Oh can we go back to that night in June
It felt like I had to leave you all too soon
What about those times we talked all night and day
I wish I could go back to those moments and stay
Sometimes I wonder, are we still the same
Do you even care, or was it just a game?
Sometimes I feel like you do st
ErrorErrorError2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hey can you see it? The tears that are forming in my eyes. Do not ask me or I’ll collapse inward to the world of great shame. So what did you leave for me? I won’t open it or I’ll be shredded with those strange feelings. The wild colors are mixing, and I am left to scream from this world. Do you know what I was wishing for? I’m too tired to chase after it now. How much more should I endure? Am I a broken person? I am a broken person. But regardless of everything, I still want to live. I want to strive. Hey can you see it, like the dreams of thousands? There is a word that is echoing silently here. Can you guess
In SilenceSometimes I cannot bear to breatheIn Silence2 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
While others just refuse to see
Just because I suffer silent in the night
Does not mean my pain's hidden from sight
My pain is real, and it goes deep
It’s the reason I cannot sleep
It’s what haunts me, but not in dreams
It’s the daylight that tears at seams
The day light covers me in the dark
I’d be blinded by the simplest spark
The option of happiness is no longer there
A taste of ‘fine’ would only deepen despair
I can’t fathom the ignorance others pretend
While they play the role of caring friend
They look in my eyes and think I’m okay
But they know it’s a delusion at the end of the day
I can fool new people, make them think I’m ‘fine’
But shouldn’t my family see, notice any sign
It’s become too hard to even breathe
Please why can’t they just see?
I can’t ask for help or do this alone
I don’t think I’ll last