I Don't Want To SeeSometimes I close my eyesI Don't Want To See2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And pretend i'm blind.
Though I can't see
I try to continue
On down the path
That I once believed was right
And though I know
That I have strayed from the path
That I have been swayed and moved off course
I will not open my eyes
Because I am blind
At least I wish I was.
I keep walking
And even though I can still hear
The sounds of the pain
And the damage
I might be bringing to others
Or the danger I'm slowly walking towards
But I keep going
I don't open my eyes
And I walk directly off that cliff
Though I don't see the fall.
Because I'm blind
Or at least I wish I was
Because I don't want to see.
What love is not, what love isFirst of all love is not lustWhat love is not, what love is3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its not sexual
Its not an obsession
Its not a feeling of liking someone
Its not something that has a measurement
Its not something that has a time limit
Its not something you can put a price on
Its not conditional.
Love is unconditional
You learn to love
Love is a commitment
Love is a promise
Love is something that does not change once it starts
Love is a bond
Love is something that is hard to understand
You can love someone without liking them but you cant love someone if you hate them
Love never changes
Love is forgiveness
Love is powerful
You can love someone from a distance meaning you can love someone that has hurt you but that doesn't mean you will let them hurt you twice, you can love them from a distance and because you love them you can forgive them
It took me fifteen years to understand love
But I realize that I am lucky
Most people may not underst
Death Doesn't Happen To YouYour death doesn't happen to youDeath Doesn't Happen To You2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
No, you get peace for eternity
At the cost of a single cut
What you don't see,
Are all those people
Left standing at your funeral
Trying to figure out
How they'll be able
To live in a world
Without you in it.
Yet you have the audacity to think
You could take something as important
As your life away from us,
To put our hearts at stake
And throw your life away
Because you can't take
The struggle of living.
What you don't see
Is that your life isn't yours,
It belongs to me
It belongs our mom and our dad
Your growing number of friends
And that girl you wish you had
Your life never belonged to you
It is a gift that belongs
To those who care for you
And you think you have the right
To just throw that away
As if our love doesn't matter
That we could be cast astray,
Well i won't be
i love you too much for that
And whenever you try leave
I'll always bring you back
Because your death doesn't happen to you
It happens to me
To our mom and dad
Your growing number of
I Don't Want To Say I Love YouI don't want to say "I love you",I Don't Want To Say I Love You2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Because my words will make it real
Make my love for you actual
Palpable and ,worst of all, breakable.
My love would manifest itself
Like a sheet of glass between us
That you could shatter with
The slightest touch.
I don't want to say "I love you",
Because those words don't show
The truth to you
They don't show how important
You truly are to me
That I want to wake up every day
And fall asleep every night
With you by my side .
I don't want to say "I love you",
Because you might return
the same words to me.
And we would love together
Our hearts growing as one
But tragedy might strike
And you might be taken from me
Leaving me with half a heart
And no one say those three words to.
I don't want to say "I love you"
Because I do
I love you more than life itself
And that scares me.
But I'll say it
Because no matter how large my fears
Or small my worries
I want you to know
That "I love you".
EverybodyEverybody lives,Everybody4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We all scream.
We all suffer.
We all squirm and fight against the pressure of life.
We all are unique.
Everybody has a purpose.
Everybody was meant to do something great.
Everybody lives, grows, learns, ages.
Everybody's purpose ends for the same reason.
So I shall make it easy for my children.
I will teach them not lies but truth.
I will show them both darkness and light.
I will praise them for embracing both sides.
I will teach my children too see clearly.
I will teach them how to understand pain and death,
but not to fear it.
I will show my children to love and to hate,.
but not without a reason.
I will show my children the cruelty of life,
but I will show them the beauty, too.
For one day, when I am no longer here,
it is my children who will have to teach the future.
Teach the younger generations what I have taught them.
Teach them about the rain and the stars,
the earth and the heavens above that my not exist.
Cousin Of DeathCousin of death, take me inCousin Of Death3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Let me rest, forgive this sin
I haven't lost it all, but I show pain
And soon I guess, I will walk in the rain
Oh cold winter, don't remind me
Of how, I couldn't see
Oh cold winters day, you're as cold as my heart
Remind me of the days, when it was warm
Cousin of death, comfort me
Make me believe, this isn't the best of me
Cousin of death, invite your friends
Cause agony and suffering, is better in the end
Death, I have been alive way to long
Your cousin, makes me wish that I was wrong
Cause I don't wanna wake up
So please, take me in your warm blankets
And don't let me open my eyes
Rose tinted memoriesI’ve felt this way since we first metRose tinted memories2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart pounded fast and I couldn’t behave
My hands were always shaking and my words wouldn’t come out the same
I removed all that’s dreaded to change my old ways
But time has passed now, and everything has changed
The love I once felt might no longer be awake
But I know deep inside that things remain unchanged
Because I might forget your face but the good moments will never go away
listen:1.listen:2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
People will let you down.
You’ll love them, anyways.
Don’t let anyone romanticize
It won’t be beautiful
when somebody breaks your heart
the first time
or the second
or the eighteenth.
Pain is not beautiful.
Maybe on paper
but not inside of you
not in numbers.
A million people
but you’re still here,
and that's important.
You're doing something
My father told me
“Be selfish –
if you don’t take care of you
I liked to think
that this is the reason
he ignored me
I don’t have good advice
on this one.
Because the people who let you down,
are the ones promised to save you.
Are the ones promised to love you
and protect you
and I’ll tell you,
nothing quite hurts
like waking up in the morning
to the police in your doorway.
Nothing quite hurts
like being eleven
and hearing a cop say
“Poor girl had to live wi
zeroi sworezero3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i would never number the poems
i wrote about myself because that
would be like ticking off the days
until my breakdown;
i was a moth, unapologetically throwing myself
at any gleam of hope; wasting my wings
on industrial promises
colors always felt much more
appropriate for the purple boiling
beneath my heart and the pallid
purposelessness of my head,
but i was born into a colorless world--
no one sees me behind the metallic scars
of my skin and iron grating of my voice against
the grain; no one sees me as more than
gray regret or monochrome mistakes,
no one sees me but
all i ever wanted was for a
fallen god with feathered heels
to believe in me: to pray upon
the monuments i built for
broken dreams and to baptize me
in his tainted tears,
i just want him to be real. more
than anything, i want to be real, i want
to be more than an imaginary friend
to various mental limitations; i want
to trade my liquid skin [evaporating]
for a chance to be
i am a moth and you are the lighthouse
Losing my BreathIt's 2amLosing my Breath2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and the calling birds
are hatching in my heart,
I feel it crack and they emerge.
Feel them drilling on my ribs,
the steady anxious thrum
of a flight risk
waiting to happen.
and I can't breathe,
memories of you
are nesting in my throat
I can't work around them.
It's cutting off the circulation,
and my frantic heart
tries to keep on.
and tears scratch their directions
into my cheeks,
they flounder and meander
and they erode.
My skin and soul is scraped down
layer by layer
and another day is heralded
by the angry flutterings in my chest.
I try to swallow my pride,
dam the tears
and crawl through the dark again.
Coughing up blood
and inhaling iron filings
(The remainder of
what used to be my life).
curiouser and curiouserseventeen years &curiouser and curiouser2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
still chasing white rabbits,
it's no wonder i've never
been in love.
we're all mad here;
no one can find the road to
(i don't know
where to go)
let's fall down a hole.
(i'm just a chrysalis
with no butterfly wings)
off with my head when it
can only imagine nonsense
& clockwork hearts.
give me a cheshire's smile-
i want to know
what it feels like
to be in wonderland.
don't you dare fall in love with this devilit is Thursday. it is Thursday and you’re supposeddon't you dare fall in love with this devil2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to be keeping your eyes down on your desk
and calculating how many molecules are in a liter of water,
but you’re not.
you’re staring again, and staring will one day get you killed
because you’re not looking at the right kind of person.
you should be, she’s everything you should want,
but you think that she has a bit…. less. maybe a bit more.
it doesn’t matter what parts she has or doesn’t have,
well, it matters because you don’t want her
because she is not him
and that matters.
there are three water marks staining the desk
and someone has scratched in a few stick figures
with their stick guns chasing after a stick animal.
you’re being hunted. you’re being hunted
because you are a monster for wanting what you want
and wondering what he looks like when he fucks,
i bet his lips taste like sin.
i bet his kisses hurt just as much as his punches.
and i bet you