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gerard...look at me6 years ago in Other
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You girlI am the kind of girl that cut out her heart because it hurt too much too loveYou girl3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am the kind of girl that savours every kiss because it makes me feel alive
I am the girl that drinks too much coffee because I can't get ahold of cocaine
I am the girl that sometimes cuts because I need a visual escape for the pain
I am the girl that smiles because I know you can't help but smile back
I am the girl that forgets incessantly and can never keep track
The kind with the messed up hair and always-smeared eyeliner drawn across my eyes
The kind that always wears my glasses because I need something to hide behind
The girl that struts around in dre
mikey way6 years ago in People
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Paranoid:ConspiracyParanoid:Conspiracy4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I clutch and claw at my skin
I want to rip it apart, rip it to pieces
I’m suffocating
Slow
And there’s no one here to help me
The tears, warm
And my breathing
Fast
The covers, they smother me, but I have to hide
This solemn aspect, this irrational viewpoint on my mind
It begins, first, with the smallest of thoughts
With the echo of a laughter
A tinker, a slip in a midst of anger
A quote from a friend, long lost and in neutral territory
And somehow I merge it and deform it into what it could possibly mean to me
And the battle for conspiracy begins
All whispers, all haters
And manipulate my thoughts
And they know,
bob bryar6 years ago in People
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cravings6 years ago in Other
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dying wishNothing’s ever lost until it’s brokendying wish5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And even then, all can be mended
With time, with care…
Dare to stand up and say ‘I will not be afraid’
Dare to ask why one earth you came in the first place
All that they took, all that will be taken
At the end of the day, not lost but forsaken
A hand, eyes will watch you from afar
And ensure you never fall
That you never hit the ground
That your body, your scream will never resound
That your faith will remain
And will remind you why they came
Goodbye to the coffin, and desolate rosary
We’ll preach non-religious themes of treasury
Of treasuring your time, and
OverdoseEuphoria lies in the insane, the unspeakable acts of sorrow we consumeOverdose4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And as we scream unto tomorrow, pledging to assume acts we know we cannot behold
Do you hear the children weeping?
And do you know that I am screaming?
Late night trauma laced with early morning hope
Falling from stars too far to even acknowledge our home
Laughter comes to those who wait, and patience drowns those who attempt to escape
Lead me to the long lost light in the dark, and promise me that I will leave my mark
Is it wrong that I dream of your tear stained face and your body tremors in arms that are my own
Is it wrong that I crave for your cry of agony and
PuissancePuissance5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
At one point I stood at a crevasse looking down unto what I could become, afraid to try to fly and yet too afraid to risk it all and fall.
And when you think that you could actually go ahead and jeopardise everything for a just moment of ecstasy, you only wake to realise that this was no reality, and instead, you were merely reliving it all in your head. Waking up with your head pounding and your face imbedded with tears, with the emergence of decadence and the most sinister of fears. Like the petals of distaste thrown behind a bride- the illusion to mark the passing of a happier time. Strange how the cliché weighs it up against a ro
poetryI Hate Youpoetry5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
DemeterHeart beating, words softly spokenDemeter2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
As breath
As snow-flakes,
lost-tastes
shiver and drop to the ground
As my whispers resound
Echoing over a clichéd fortress of solitude,
Of my own interlude
Mirrors and glaciers, to shade me from your warmth
Your touch
Your forsaken light, your waytoomuch
Of degrees and brightness I'm unaccustomed to
Of elegance and coldness I'm grown fond of, for you
And Your opposite, your pre-requisite
Of new life where my own dies
Of locked doors where my own surroundings lie
White?
Not at all. Simply lacking the colour-tainted
Humanity feinted-
Honesty, That yours so sorely lacks
For give me an overcast silence
Lady In Waiting I’ll be your knight in Shining ArmourLady In Waiting5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I’ll whisper your hopes into the night
I won’t hesitate to fight her
I’ll stand and assure everything will be alright
I’ll deliver you from your demons
I’ll stand tall yet afraid
I will slay when I meet them
I’ll prove I’m worth you… today
I am tired
Of watching it pass me by
I can’t seem to understand
Why the tower’s locked
And I’m holding to the key
I don’t know why
I’m not allowed to try
To win you over
To get you closer
And I
Know
Maybe it’s not meant to be this way
I know
But I’d rather act it out t
Myocardial Infarction +I like to press my fingertips togetherMyocardial Infarction +2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Like this
I like to
Reminisce
I can feel my bones through my skin, and the violet-blue translucency
The oh-pah-ci-ty
Of my veins running within
I like to take the stethoscope and listen to someone else's heart
Because it makes me feel like I'm…
A part of something
intruding
Into their selves… their soul… my call…
I like it when someone else places their hands over my chest and feels it expand as I breathe in
And breathe out
Because that, without a doubt, proves that I am alive
Or that at least my body continues to survive
Collar… sternum… ribs… encasing
danse avec moiDecorated in ribbon and presented to you on silverdanse avec moi5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I’m sorry but there has got to be another
Way to present you with these lies
To convince you that the truth isn’t really what you’d want to do
I am sick
I am tired of your voice, of your presence
Call me violent, call me anything but I don’t care
Silver and sparkle in the dark
Tell me everything will be alright
Whisper to me words of comfort
And let’s get through this night
I’ll wear the brand and plaster myself in jewels
If it means we can unite and break these rules
I don’t ever want to let you go
And yet I know…
Deserted and left to
Sha-ame-lessI would love to hateSha-ame-less3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The rain that falls
The overcast
The long-gone-dead-and-broken-souls
I would love to hate
The words
That escape
My grasp
When you hold on too tight
The string is bound to give
Breaking down
I don't care anymore
Close the windows and the doors
I'm putting in a pretty painted fence
And a smile on my face
To hide
My disgrace
Disjointed
Is all I have
And this dawning
Stars that fall
Stars that fail
Were never meant to shine
Shit spews from my mouth
Unable to control
The flow
I'm fucked over
I need to get
Closer
And this is all I have to show, for my years
Paramount
Broken tears
I would take m
dawnI stand against everything I believe indawn5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Anything I’ve ever wanted
Because everything went ahead and left me behind to make my own way
Because everything never said that this would ever be fair
I’m drowning myself in music so beautiful it hurts to hear
Music forcing me to remind me all that I fear
I’ve held back these heavy weighted tears all day
And yet as soon as all begins to play…
I’m a mess, and I falter
Stutter in my speech
My belief that I could escape everything that calls back what I see
It’s a sorry and melancholic call out to the gutters
To what I washed away when the sun came out and I thou
frank iero6 years ago in People
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Prisoner Of WarI always thought that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.Prisoner Of War4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I still got proven wrong. Sometimes things don’t work out that way. Things don’t go the way you anticipate. They crash and resound loud, and take you by surprise. They alter their direction, and illustrate a perfect perversion of what you thought you might end up seeing. The only way it all makes sense, it’s all given worth, is if you can find a phrase, if you can bring out a collection of words you hand picked whilst the hope was still in blossom… In all its glory, and when its colours blinded you, for you thought it to be all true. And perhaps you
Something I Don't KnowRid me of this feelingSomething I Don't Know4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I need breath to sustain
My note in believing I’m not
To play this game
Lace me in you images and far-fetched melody
In custody of my thoughts, trapped beneath your hands
Help me to understand how you make of me, a travesty
How you bring alive
A line of thought I long forgot
And pronounce me dead
And bring me back to life
Pronounce those words I know you
Will always deny
I need your laws and you defy
Every single path beneath your eyes
Why do I
Why do you
Lead me to divulge the truth
Rid me of monotonous cries
And tears that flood to justify
I need more then enough
Trust
Gentlemen, I refuse
Lewis Carol Came For Tea TodayAnd yet you still haunt me.Lewis Carol Came For Tea Today4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
It seems it seeps from the seams and embraces all doubt… all need…
But I don’t want this any more then I did before
And I threw away the key, double locked the door…
And yet still haunted…
And yet still wanted…
AND I FEEL
LIKE
A
BITCH
This selfless, wanting, evil itch/
Rid me of this skin, this awful, hurting worthless thing…
Like… an aura. An indebted ideal… the words still find me…
My own mind turning against me…
How was I supposed to know that it would change?
How was I supposed to know it’d all fade away?
This isn’t fair&
Dear Guardian_Dear Guardian_Dear Guardian_5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I am letting go
And it may seem
I wish you to know
I have ceased to dream
And as time passes on by
And you carry on
I lie and say I’m fine
But I can’t carry on
I am finding it harder to breathe
But I can’t seem to get rid of me
Take my hand
Please take my hand.
Shoot 'em downI don’t want space to breatheShoot 'em down5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want…
Stand, at a mirror
Of what reflects what the world wishes me to see
The way my dreams remain in irony
Where my day brightens, the reflection darkens
Where I find hope, My mirror says it isn’t so
Where I find love, a smile and time
I am told that I’m being naïve and that I should open my eyes
Where I find honesty, It is proclaimed as travesty
And where my dreams lay, beside me
Where there are those who tell me to pursue, to give them a chance to shine
The over shadowed, the adults will lock them up and attempt to give me a reason why
‘You are too young, too stupid
only a fad never meant to lastI am…only a fad never meant to last5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Too cold.
Too distant.
Too afraid of how far you enter… the way you come in
To remove all shame and lay my worries to the grave.
I’d rather be six feet under then left in this mess… this pretext for empathy and failure to withdraw.
I WAS NEVER MEAN TO BE THIS WAY.
I
AM
BROKEN
You’ve torn me….and I hide away, into the ashes of embers that blazed yesterday…
But that are now nothing more than
Distant stars that SHINE
Shine on in the dark that has now become my heart.
I am angered
Sta.sh
