Let your heart holdYou'll find be at the bottomLet your heart hold1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Watch at how my bones shake
Caged by the blazing bars of shame
Watch at how my heart awakes
Not to shatter under pressure
When your safety's on the line
And when your thoughts begin to fly
The way you act is how you're defined
I'm not the one to fight
When I'm at the head of the crusade
holding the beast that lay inside
with the worries that come cascade
I started to surender
when the light began to run
I was controlled by massacre
I had to chase the fading sun
When I'm on a faulter
Or on the end of dejection's blade
Walking a tightrope with one last thread
I still wont let my heart fade
I'm sent down onto my knees
Last words the last thing to shed
But yet when death is a charade
Backing down is the last thought in my head
Show me to the shipwreck
Watch at how my lungs collapse
Without a remedy or herb
Stay and watch my self-worth relapse
Ill never s
Wake Up In a ForestWake up in a forest.Wake Up In a Forest1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Take a look around.
Nothing in sight.
Not a path to be found.
I am alone.
Unsure what to do.
Everything is new
I'm so afraid.
I begin to cry.
I'm so lost.
Don't know why.
I need your strength.
Please help me.
Guide me though.
Give me eyes to see.
I'm still scared.
I wish I could hide.
At least I know.
You'll be at my side.
My madnessone day I tried to leave my madnessMy madness11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I left behind the rage and sadness
I became a simple man
locked my madness there and then
I lived for years,completely sane
almost brought my death and bane
and then I yelled:"That's it!"
and ran and jumped into the pit
and with the darkest scream of glee
my madness have returned to me
as it brought color to my world
and I laid back as it had whorled
me and my madness both agree
that together we are free
alone we suffer too much pain
and so insane I shall remain.
To the Feminist from the Battered ManIt would be so easy to wear my emotions on my sleeves, to wear my pain on my skin and display my feeling publicly for all to see like a newly painted canvass in public museum.To the Feminist from the Battered Man11 months ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I would think of their hands roaming my body, their words of hate and cruelty piercing my soul and their fist cracking my bones, I’d love it if I could just break down, tremble with tears and erupted into sobs.
Exactly like a …like a girl.
Don’t get me wrong ladies; you’re not all like this. I’ve seen you too when you’re corned, when you want only what you deserve…Justice. So you blame me for what another man did to you , besides, what one man does amplifies what we all do, does it not?
According to your standards it does.
So if I cry and scream, will you think differently of me? Will you think for just a second, that I’m human too? Will you finally believe me when I say that I’m not the man that hit you, not the man that raped your or beat you, not the
I'm still hereMy body is numbI'm still here1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
But my mind is in agony
There's light all around
But my soul is a pit of darkness
The world is colorful
But my eyes see everything grey
I'm still alive
But I wish I was dead
Still, I'm here
Still, I struggle
Still, I offer you my hand
So we can escape this nightmare
GoodbyeGoodbye6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm not upset or mad. Just go.
It's what you wanted.
I'm not keeping you here.
I never did.
But I'm not important enough for you to stay.
I never was.
Just don't come back.
Just keep walking and I'll walk the other way.
Until we're both far away from this place.
No goodbyes. Not a word. Just our silent cries and faded footsteps resounding.
And all the memories we leave behind can be buried in the dirt.
They're only made to make things worse.
We must cast them away for good.
And take our separate paths.
Goodbye, old friend.