A HaikuLeaves glide with silenceA Haiku1 year ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Along the greying ocean
A tranquil farewell
Foolish Enough To Be LovedI'd dig into my woundsFoolish Enough To Be Loved1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
just to make you stay,
cough up my self-inflicting wishes
to have your arms locked around me forever,
because your departures poison my thoughts.
I want to claw my eyes out,
disease my lips &
rip off my ears,
because your existence
will be the death
of me if i ever see
Why I writeI write to share my story with the windWhy I write1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I write to pour my thoughts out to the sky
I write to sympathize with the moon
I write and write
I write to silence the voice in my head
I write to calm the raging storm inside
I write to bore those demons to sleep
I write and write
I write in hopes that one day you would understand
(my words, my thoughts, my methods, my madness)
And I’ll continue to write
Until that day comes.
My Mind Is A Graveyard And My Body Is A Scar.There’s constantly something wrong with meMy Mind Is A Graveyard And My Body Is A Scar.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
I can’t look in the mirror for fear I’ll see
Another part of me that I can’t let be
I want to cut it out of my soul
And just live with the gaping hole
Take control and choose to lose
The part of my heart where the insides bruised
I didn’t fall; I was caught by the lonely, crushing darkness
Of this I’m sure; it was there more than you ever were
I don’t know why the love I need
Is flowing in the blood I bleed
Yes, I’m confused and, yes, I’m a mess
Frustrations magnified by stress
I don’t know why I pushed so far
New cuts cover where the old ones are
My scars are scarred, my heart’s in shards
I’m breaking down like a house of cards
I fell already blind into decimating blackness
And used what I could find of my heart as target practice
...I didn't...1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
so you could
when you kiss me ----i think that nightwhen you kiss me ----1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
there was something
so fiercely integrous about
having you appear in my dream:
something complete -
and all at once
You Will Never Read ThisYou will never read thisYou Will Never Read This1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
because there is never enough time,
far too many people,
and imaginary things tend to slip away
But still I can see us in a field or on the beach somewhere.
You know the classics.
You grip my hand and it’s warm and alive
and a bit sweaty,
but that’s okay because we’re both human
and I sweat too.
I’m wearing some silly sundress
that probably makes me look fat,
but you would never say anything
and under your pretty dark eyes,
nothing needs to be said.
Together we move like
some beautiful metaphor,
and I’m happy.
And even if the sweat and sundress get to be too much to bear
and our picture breaks apart,
I will still have the memory of how you looked under the moon.
Your youth, your dark hair, your hand on mine.
And that I was in love.
But you will never read this
because I don’t know what true love is
and you do not exist.
DreamDancing in the darkness orDream1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Reaching for the stars?
Empty but full of life
A dream or a nightmare?
My mind can't tell the difference
Just dontDon't speak, I won't listenJust dont4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't ask, I won't tell you
Don't kiss me, I'll shatter
Don't fix me, I'll break you
Don't hold me, I'll hurt you
Don't let go, You'll hurt me
Don't yell, I can't hear you
Don't touch me, you'll scare me
Don't smile, I'll get angry
Don't frown, I'll start crying
Just go, I don't need you
Please stay, I was lying
MaskShe wears a mask like it’s nothing.Mask1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes I forget it was made by demons.
I forget there’s a person living behind it.
This Rapid BeatI am perplexed by this feelingThis Rapid Beat1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
one that changes my heart’s pace
It sends my tortured mind reeling
Even with closed eyes I can see your face.
Simply the thought of you evokes a craving
to feel the tender caress of your fingers
I do not understand how my heart is behaving
Effortlessly, everything of you lingers.
Thoughts of you cause my heart to speed
It’s a torturous craving as it develops deeper
Words of sincerity and affection is what you feed
as you teasingly whisper in my ear, “You’re a keeper.”
Then my heart skips a beat as you make a confession
you said that with me you feel utterly complete
“Will you be mine?” was your gentle question
Now forever my heart will keep this rapid beat.
Apologies to a friendYou pour your heart out to me,Apologies to a friend1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and are willing
to submerge me
in an ocean
yet when I see the water
rushing towards me,
I convince myself
I don't like
CollisionI looked out the window of my car, holding the wheel straight as I took in the sight of the thick fog blanketing the field next to the back road I was taking home. My driving disturbed the sluggish billow of clouds that, this morning, were just too heavy for the sky.Collision7 months ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
A man sang me a melancholy refrain through my car’s radio: Here by my side, an angel…
There was a certain peace to the way the fog blended everything together into indistinct shades of white and grey. The occasional mundanities of traffic lights, hydro poles, and billboards had faded into nothing more than nebulous shapes, an alien scene from another world. With no other cars in sight, it felt as though I was the only person to exist. Just me, surrounded by innumerable suspended droplets, each of which would be transparent up close, but from a distance they fused to become something entirely different in their solidarity, something opaque. As I mused on this, a paral
UntitledHer mother said words that jabbed like knivesUntitled2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Her father always took her aside
Degrading their daughter of her self-worth
She wished she’d never existed on Earth
The lashes, the marks, the verbal wars
Never left permanently visible scars
Something old, made something new
And deep inside her, depression grew
It started off like some mold
Soon enough, her heart grew cold
She began pushing everyone aside
Worsening over the years increased
Her thoughts of suicide
There were nights she cried herself to sleep
Hoping her life were just a dream
She prayed that by morning she’d wind up dead
Because hating herself is the only thing she dreads
Hating every inch of her skin
She didn’t know the blade would be an addiction
Through it she felt relief and caused more infliction
Each day a little part of her died
And at one point she attempted suicide
The sad day she lived, and yet forgot
She continued her life in distraught
There was something wrong with the way she was living
Falling through nightSmall whispers of me are flowing in reflected shards of glassFalling through night6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as i fall through darkened nights and city-strewn buildings.
Nothing seems real right now, but everything feels right
my memories are clearly thrown against the wind i'm sailing through.
White gas sprays my fingers as cold mist crystallizes with the ice in my heart
a sense of freedom rushes past me while the chorus of skyscrapers beats to a fast rhythm.
Freezing blue softly pierces the city lights below
the sounds of dead life fail to reach me.
Heart beating, the world stops its symphony for a moment
everything stands still and i notice i'm not falling anymore.
The shards of glass allow me to glance at my broken reflection for one last time
and now i forget why i'm falling through this endless dream.
BeatsYou strum my heartstrings as you would a harpBeats5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Quickly and without much thought
Dancing your fingers over my icy skin
Until my bones are brittle and my muscles taut.
Your words crash like cymbals in my ears
Harsh and cruel chaotic beats
Leaving me trembling, crying diamond tears
Yet our spinning record still plays on repeat.
You sing our melody's melancholy tune
Your gruff voice screaming in my face
And fists knocking like a monsoon
It's a deviant combination of drums and bass.
I don't walk away because when I see you
Coffee-stained teeth and glassy eyes
There's stupid excuses I construe
To forgive the bruises on my arms and thighs.
Life with the Marauders chpt 2 Life with the Marauders, First Year, Chapter 2Life with the Marauders chpt 25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The first year boy hesitated, "Um hello," he said nervously, "Can my friend and I join you, please?"
James eyed the boy. He had a warm-hearted look about him, he was extremely thin, slightly shorter than the normal first year height, he had blue-green eyes and scars covering most of his body from head to toe. He looked pale, as though recovering from a deathly illness.
James looked at Sirius, and Sirius looked back and they silently agreed that the boy seemed good enough for them, so they agreed to let him sit with them.
"Well!" said James smiling, "What are ya waitin' for? Come in!"
"Thank you, I'm Remus by the way, Remus Lupin."
"I'm James Potter, and this here is Sirius Black. Weird
Being A Good Person is a CHOICE!Now, imagine this situation for a moment:Being A Good Person is a CHOICE!2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are a good father, a wonderful husband.
You go 'pray' every Sunday, doing a wonderful lip-service.
You've taken your kids to soccer practice
And you are ready to enjoy your Sunday.
Tui bu qi, ni ke yi pang wo ma?
You turn around and see an old Chinese lady.
She can't speak English and needs assistance.
You pretend you cannot hear her and drive away.
Smooth-stuff dad, you should return that #1 mug...
To me however, there would be no question.
I was late to a part-time job, it would actually cost me money;
And did I mention I can't speak Chinese either?
Instead I communicated with gestures and signs.
She wanted to go to the train station, as I later learned.
With your car it would have taken five minutes.
But we walked and that is also okay.
To be honest, you might think you've done more good than evil.
You might think there is a welcoming committee for you at the pearly gates.
I regret to inform you however, that
Suicide is Not An OptionWhy are you thinking about dyingSuicide is Not An Option1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you haven't even tried to live your life?
A Different TomorrowDancing upon the ashes of life,A Different Tomorrow2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wait for the bloom of the new dawn;
And as memories of yesterday are gone,
Dreams of tomorrow invade
Just like the tip of a blade,
I’ll pierce through the unknown;
For whatever might be shown,
I’ll keep moving forward