Ever Onwards"We'll be friends forever,"Ever Onwards in Free Verse More Like This
Said a boy to a boy.
"Forget about her, we're still bros"
Said a teen to a teen.
"You're sure you want to go?"
Asked a man to man.
"I passed boot camp!"
Exclaimed a soldier to man.
"We'll be friends forever,"
Said a man to a grave.
"We'll be friends forever."
Coffee StainsI've sat here in this bustling coffee place for far too long,Coffee Stains in Free Verse More Like This
The manager keeps looking at my empty cup with a frown.
It's a small town, and I am nearly positive I studied with her kid,
Or maybe I played soccer with him, who knows.
The rain drifts down like a linen sheet, slow and fluttering,
Cuing my heavy sighs and tapping fingers.
My coffee stained heart pangs as I begin to think of Katrina,
How much she loved this place, and the mocha she'd order.
I can still see her smiling over a fresh baked scone,
Laughing at my poor jokes and reminding me,
That maybe the world isn't so bad after all.
Maybe love wasn't so impossible.
I guess I have come to the realization that I'm stuck,
Lingering on a past I'll never return to.
I'm facing the reality of Katrina and what she meant,
I'm thinking about the car that took her away from me.
The windows fogs as I lay my head to the glass,
Watching the puddles grow to run streams on the street.
I remember when my tears ran like that, streams.
For the One That Got AwayAmbition will always be your greatest strength,For the One That Got Away in Free Verse More Like This
And for every goal you set, you shall see that it gets an end.
Strive for what it is that you believe in, a smile or fame.
In the face of your fears, take heed their undeniable fragility,
For ghosts are merely a cloud of mist after all, walk right through.
If you are to falter, fall upon your knees somewhere,
Glance backwards at the mountains you have climbed thus far
And let your tears dry in the moments of content, the valleys.
Whether you travel by road, air, or meager trail,
Remember that anything you may need is already inside yourself,
Lying in wait to be used once more.
When the solitude becomes overbearing, fall upon your friends,
Despite new or old, they will join you with readiness.
In a crowd of thousands, or beside a river alone,
Stay true to the soul you cherish, despite how hurt it may be.
And if you are to fall in love, to come upon a rare thing,
Love with all you can muster, and all you can give up.
There is a fire in your
Burn PileIt took me a moment to realize the danger.Burn Pile in Free Verse More Like This
By then it was already too late, the match struck.
It was not until I lit the flame that I remembered
Gasoline vaporized at room temperature.
In a split second my world of green ignited.
I breathed the air aflame, and watched the foundation
As it melted into the scorched earth.
As I lay on fallen petals, charred black and gasping,
I could only weep in terror and pain,
As salty tears delved into my crispy wounds.
I made a pile of all my worries and fears,
Poured a whole lot of determination on top
And lit a match.
EpicenterImagine if you could tear the world apart.Epicenter in Free Verse More Like This
Imagine if you could just throw back your head
Imagine if your shockwave flattened trees,
Put out a candle.
Imagine if you could tear the world apart.
Imagine if you could grab it brick by brick,
And hurl them into the sea.
Imagine if the waves drowned the population,
Cleansed the soil,
flooded a stream.
Imagine if you had the power to change it all.
Imagine if you could start us all over again,
And erase our errors.
Imagine if that scream killed millions,
Saved a few,
Planted a seed.
The Thunderous NightOur tent was lashed with ropes and stakesThe Thunderous Night in Free Verse More Like This
To beat the storm's rumble and shake.
It was just us that night, my uncle and I.
The storm was angry, I swear, no lie.
We huddled in our meager, little tent,
Waiting all hushed for the rain to relent.
We listened and laughed to the thunder boom,
Cramped up together with no elbow room.
The rain hammered on our nylon cave,
But the little green tent never gave.
We huddled in sleeping bags, warm and dry,
Holding our breath, because men don't cry.
When we opened our eyes, stretched and woke,
We unzipped our tent, and never spoke.
The world was fresh and smelling new,
As if the flood was only dew.
The trees glistened green and bright,
Reaching limbs out to the light.
We packed our bags, and hit the road,
Carrying with us our now sodden load.
My uncle and I, we changed our form,
That night in the tent outlasting the storm.
So I say to the gods I have a debt,
For the thunderous night I'll never forget.
Changing TideThe wandering emotions of a teenage heartChanging Tide in Free Verse More Like This
Are disrupted from slumber by a palomino sunset,
Lifted weightless like sand in a rolling wave.
Their colors reflect in the tearful oceans
painting shining trails upon smiling cheeks.
Unused muscles begin to tense,
Shaking the dust from their countless scars,
And the corners of two perfect lips,
Pristine in their monolithic symmetry,
Lift to smile at last.
HappinessHappiness is a fragile thing, something rare,Happiness in Free Verse More Like This
Like the blue wings of a floating butterfly,
Drifting by your conscience in August sunshine.
It lights the depths of your eyes like gold,
Lifting the corners of your smile to newfound heights.
It flies on the breeze like the scent of fresh sheets
Filling your lungs, and warming your cheeks.
Happiness is the notes played on an old guitar,
Touching your ears and your fondest memories
Like a love song sung long ago in younger years.
It’s a drug worthy of its crippling addiction,
Lifting you again and again to dry off and move along.
It’s the sleepy smile to a clear blue dawn,
As you wake slowly to love gently kissing.
Old SoulsTo an old soul, music is escape,Old Souls in Free Verse More Like This
To an old soul, honor is reason,
Existence, and the greatest pain.
In this world of glass and steel
An old soul cries restlessly,
Trapped, in the body of a boy.
The young and eager souls laugh, play,
Yet the old watches on.
It bites back tears as they smile,
As memories sweep its conscience.
It fights a deep and dark feeling that,
It had ran free like they do now.
The old soul searches the world,
Combing every notch and every hole,
For the people it had once known;
The memories that it’d once owned.
To the old soul, this life is but a second,
This boy is but another vessel.
Another means to a peaceful end.
Power to the BeholderSometimes the best answer is an ending;Power to the Beholder in Free Verse More Like This
A short and curt conclusion to the cause.
Sometimes it's better to throw your pen,
When the ideas run short and the ink dries.
It's not worth breaking your heart when you struggle,
It's not worth losing the light in your eyes
When the clouds of your frustration seep you.
Sometimes the best answer is walking away;
A sacrifice and forfeit for a chance to recover.
Sometimes it's better to take back your heart,
When the fire dies and the comfort turns to pain.
It's not worth breaking your heart when you struggle,
It's not worth losing the light in your eyes,
When the balance in your life hangs on others.
Sometimes the best choice is a sigh;
A sweet and splendid breath of release.
Sometimes it's better to stop it all;
stop running to catch up
and look at where you are.
It's not worth breaking your heart when you struggle,
It's not worth losing the light in your eyes,
When you're hiding in the shadows of society.
Sometimes the best answer is you.
GriefI shiver as a breeze rushes down my neck, a feeling like an icy claw scratches at my skin. The heavy weight on my mind presses down, threatening to flatten me to the ground. A constant ebb on my strength makes me tired, it's like I can't think, I can't do anything.Grief in Emotional More Like This
I can't cope.
My eyes involuntarily water as I try to hold back the inevitable tears. I don't quite know how to act, I'm usually good at this! The ache has been here for a while but now the moment has passed, it's impossible to know exactly what to do, to say. The world has gone completely mad! I need to be strong for others but I feel overwhelmed myself - what to say...how to say it...
Everything has been so fast! The constant hum in my head makes it difficult to talk properly.
I choke as someone asks:
'How are you?'
Not even raising my eyes I reply.
Yeah, I'm OKI’m fine.Yeah, I'm OK in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I’m not fine.
I’ve just got a cold.
I feel like I’m dying inside.
I guess I’m just tired.
I was up all night talking him out of committing.
I had an accident with a felt tip.
Damn, I let them see the cut.
Sure, my friends are doing well.
Well, they’re alive.
It is my hay fever. It's awful this time of year.
I've been crying almost constantly for months.
Nah, I don’t need any help.
I need help. Man do I need help.
It's OK, everything's sorted.
I can’t believe I let it get worse.
I can’t do anything…
SeasonsI’ve always loved summers.Seasons in Emotional More Like This
Ever since I was a little kid, I’ve loved the sunshine. I was MADE for heat, you know? I would go out all day with friends, have water fights and wish my life away. It was happiness in its purest form.
Then again, I’ve always liked autumn.
Watching the amber fire leave the trees and float down to be extinguished on the cruel Earth, all the while not being fully able to wait until the moment the process was complete as that was when I could jump into the ashes.
Winter is pretty cool (literally).
The snow glistening on the sleeping foliage conjures up images of delicate fairies and sprites, dancing to keep warm in the seemingly ever-present frost. It is a delightful idea, one that inspires more and more artists every second. So many pieces of artwork are conceived under this bewitching spell.
Ah, but spring is something special…
All the new life! Yes, I know how clichéd that is but hear me out. Who can truly say that a new life i
Suicide...Just...SuicideSometimes, I have moments where suicide seems like a good idea. That if I end it now the pain will end; taking the cowards route just seems so easy. I would love to look on from my grave as the haters, the watchers, the judges realise what they have done.Suicide...Just...Suicide in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Sometimes, I need someone to realise that when I say I'm fine, I'm not. All it needs is a whispered affection, a quick embrace, the surety that someone does in fact care that you are here. When that person isn't around, I think to myself how, in the grand scheme of things, I mean nothing and I would be better off six feet under.
Then, I remember.
If I die, that's it. For all the pain I'm going through, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel - a soft breeze, a flower, a beautiful haze over the top of a mountain in midsummer. If I die, I won't feel anything but that includes the good. I guess I'd like to suffer the pain and, at
OverratedCLICK!Overrated in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Everything came to light in a heartbeat. There were explosions everywhere, vivid colours lighting up the world. In the distance, a baby could be heard bawling, an anxious child screaming, a machine gun firing.
In the foreground, a soot blackened firefighter was focused on as he ran dramatically against the apocalyptic scene, sweat dripping from his photogenic brow.
The world around him blurred as another shell came hurtling through the hazy air towards him. Elegantly, he was thrown backwards into deceptively hard looking rubble by the sheer force of the blast but, apart from a small split lip and the increased prominence of dirt on his jaw, he was mercifully yet unsurprisingly healthy.
Meanwhile, a young heroine gazes wistfully into the distance...She wants him back. Her sleek, curled hair blows in a breeze that affects nothing else in the shot. Silence. A moment of longing before returning to the firefighter again.
He is running, another shell races towards him...
It's Not That EasyPeople say that depression is a choice. They smirk at you with their wicked little smiles and laugh their lives away, their happiness taunting those who don't have it as easy. While we are lying in hospital beds being told that we are incurable due to a mental illness, they are out there saying that psychology makes no sense and all you have to do is cheer up.It's Not That Easy in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It's not that easy.
Some people have no idea what it is like to be in a room with someone who thinks that you are insane. That looks at you like all they can see is a piece of dirt that has been smeared on the bottom of their shoe for too long. That speaks to you like you are three, like you are stupid for being sad. People don't understand what it is like to be judged every day of your life for being the girl who hides her scars in the PE changing room, the one who only talks to her closest friends because she is sick of being stabbed in the back. They say to see someone, to talk it out
Hope and InspirationBreathe and open your eyes. See what is there. Don't just look, really SEE. What do you observe?Hope and Inspiration in Philosophical More Like This
An old water glass? No, for that isn't actually a glass. It is an indicator of somebody's optimistic slant, it is a psychological examination of a person's inner self.
A violin? No, for that isn't just a mere musical instrument. It is a router than enables us to see within each others' souls and feel what each other feels when words cannot be spoken.
A lowly quill? No, for that is not just a writing instrument. It is a sword which can prick at the heart and cause immeasurable strength or pain and must be used wisely.
A sunset? No, for that is not just an infusion of light and colour. It is the emotion we feel in the best and worst of times. It is a reminder that the world keeps on spinning no matter what and we are part of something a whole lot bigger.
Do you understand? If not, perhaps listen to the music of the wind and interpret the feelings of the nymph that plays the melody on it's har
Last WordsDearest Love,Last Words in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I regret that I can’t be with you at this time, I long for you day and night but yet I cannot join you. The gap between us cannot be bridged any time soon, I am afraid. No, don’t follow me; you are better off staying where you are.
I’m sorry that I didn’t get time to say goodbye but please rest assured that I left while thinking of you. Understand that I would have given anything to watch you and our children continue to grow and change but of course that isn’t going to happen now. Please make the most of that, darling, and make sure our children are the happiest they can be.
The few years I’ve had with you have been the best of my life. Before that, I was alone and only the half of myself. You gave me more in those years than most get in a lifetime and I thank you for that. Don’t blame yourself for what happened, please.
Remember the time that we went on a trip, just you and me, to the forest mid-autumn? I remember every moment.
You Should Have Seen It ComingHeart thumping, Martha slid into her seat and opened her desk to pull out a small, pink envelope. Raising it to her lips, she inhaled the scent, it was him through and through. Holding it tight, she began to open it, taking care not to crease the immaculate paper. She exhaled slowly, trying not to go mad with excitement. She had a good idea what it contained, she had been looking for a dress behind his back for months...The moment had finally come!You Should Have Seen It Coming in Short Stories More Like This
The first day of work some years earlier had been challenging to say the least. What with a stern boss who didn't seem to understand jokes, never mind appreciate them along with rather challenging workmates, Martha was ready just to give up. Then, things changed when Jacob waltzed in a week or so later.
'I don't think I've seen you about before.' he laughed. 'Fresh meat?' Martha laughed shyly.
'Aw, c'mon, don't be shy! I'm not a bogeyman or anything! '
'Sorry, I'm a little overwhelmed 'tis all. I've not seen you around here eith
I Love YouI love you.I Love You in Emotional More Like This
I know you will likely never read this but I want to write it anyway. Just so that I know my heart is still beating enough to feel it.
I thought you broke me.
You didn’t do a good enough job.
You hurt me enough to rip up my heart and crush my head yet you left one little nerve in place, a nerve that still loves you despite everything.
You are one of my closest friends and even now I tell you pretty much everything yet you are also one of my greatest enemies who I have to hide from every moment of every day. When I see you, I want nothing more than to just hold you forever, to kiss you and never part, to have you be mine and me be yours.
Yet, I have to cover all of that up with layers of a shell that is growing thicker every day.
The one thing I want most besides for you to mine and me to be yours is for you to be happy. You can’t be happy with me. I wish you could be but you can’t, so leave me behind.
I’m begging you.
Leave me and live your own life
Lost In The Waves. (Part 1)When death was looking that much more appetizingLost In The Waves. (Part 1) in Free Verse More Like This
The sun held that gaping hole in its core, where I held loneliness
The coldness from that heavenly fire echoed off the earth like a wave
And my loneliness tends to spread.
When my words push away my friends
Or lack of, as the tradition trends
That pitch black wave, that dark aroma
That silent scream in the darkness, calling out to the waves surrounding them
To the flood that’s drowning them
“mother”, “father”, “brother”, “friend”
As the world chokes them until they feel the end
That crimson touch, complete with the one little light source
That one tiny sliver of heat in this icy sea
The one tiny island with a small beach
Where the sun might shine and the light might conquer.
But then… this sliver of hope would always turn back into that one crimson hand
Stroking your thighs with a scalpel
Kissing your wrists with razor lips.
They Call It 'War'Buried underneath millions of bodies she has been for daysThey Call It 'War' in Free Verse More Like This
The dead, the living, and the army of ants breathing in the morning haze
A rotten air drifts through the plain
The monstrous smell lifts the gas-masked men from their place
The poison still hung in the air
And no man would take a chance
They slowly burned the piles of corpses that ran in hordes to deaths embrace
Their bodies like rubber and their eyes soulless skies
Buried underneath, these bodies will still lie
Girt by GrimOnce long agoGirt by Grim in Free Verse More Like This
This land once called earth
Where millions of humans
Forget what they're worth
Thousands jumped from bridge and building
Drowned and unleashed bodies burning
Thousands wallowed forever in the depths
Holding themselves and all that was left
Of the shell of humanity that once shined so bright
The lights are dimming on this world of woe
The only ones left, are the ones that want to go
The ones causing suffering
Have received nothing
The bullies and thieves
Have no dreams to weave
The light is dimming
On this world, so fucked
Because this world
(a long time ago)
Ran out of luck
The ReasonThere's a reason people choose the kindest people to hurtThe Reason in Free Verse More Like This
It's the same reason as why people choose to throw glass rather then rubber when they're angry.
They want to watch it shatter.
Heart "break"It catches in your chestHeart "break" in Free Verse More Like This
The heartbeat beating
You feel the sadness breaking through
You dont miss it do you?
The cheating ways?
The way she lies without diverting her eyes?
I don't know what it is
Maybe it isnt love
Catching each time i remember a kiss
Or the fun we had
I want to feel so much at ease
And stop with the memories
But really i want to see her, just one more time
Because old times are all i have
Is that so wrong?
Stop looking at the old messages
heartache does not deserve it
Stop laughing to hide the tears
Let it flow, face your fears
Stop looking at all the pictures of you together.
Stop remembering all that has happened
Leave it be
Get rid of these memories
I can't do it
I can't let it go...
There is one way...
the cliff, jump off and fall
You're mind can drift off
your memories wont prevail
So he did
Step by step
Dropped off the cliff
He hit the ground with an
Go to bedPillowhead should go to bedGo to bed in Free Verse More Like This
Her tired eyes are almost red
Just rest a bit and then youll see
Even in your dreams he will be
He doesnt want to keep you awake
He loves you for goodness sake
So rest again those tired eyes
He will talk to you tommorow night
I hope...I hope you live your highschool years in ignorance kid...I hope... in Free Verse More Like This
I hope every stare your way goes unnoticed
And that EVERY time someone jeers
You try to find and comfort the one they attack
I hope you don't fight the bullies kid...
But i hope you don't go defenceless.
Its a big world out there and it never hurts to bring a shield
I hope you take an interest in the arts kid...
And you paint your pain onto canvas in letters, lavish paintings and sound.
Rather then paint in blood like your own parents
I hope you fight the world easily kid...
And don't judge us too harshly.
(We don't claim to be perfect
and i'm too scrawny to be your punching bag)
I hope you see the world kid...
In all its splendour
Dodging the sadness like a boxer.
I hope you LIVE kid...
and set a goal in your sights.
Set yourself up to soar
And let us be the safety net for your first flight.
Lost In The Waves. (Part 2)I found a boat in the waves…Lost In The Waves. (Part 2) in Free Verse More Like This
I found a light after my sun went out.
My lungs filled with poison and my chest heavy with fear
Drowning in myself
A hand reached out...
I gripped it tightly, and let his arms pull me up.
I grinned from ear to ear
…and then crashed the wave of doubt.
As his feet slipped from under him, and he fell into the darkness
I grabbed his hand tightly as the water wrapped around his neck
A gurgled “I can’t swim” pierced my heart and broke my head
The water held him tighter and my hand gripped onto water
He fell through the darkness…
My tears coloured the water the shade of fear.
Boats appeared around me, smiling faces looking near me
But never at me.
My heart plunged deeper and my body tried to follow suit
My arms grew weary and the poison once again filled my lungs
Some people heard me screaming, some tried to help
I swatted at their hand, and let the water take me under
Nothing in my lungs but the bitter poison, born of loneli
lullabyeRest your only weary headlullabye in Free Verse More Like This
My sweet petal, cheeks rosy red
Rest your only weary head
Under the stars in your dream-woven bed
Dream your dreams of dragonfire
Dream about all your heart desires
Dream till the morning rises
And endure the mornings unfortunate surprises
Rest your only weary head
Lest you fall asleep instead
Left to sleep, i leave you be
For you must sleep for eternity
Rest your only weary head
My sweet petal, cheeks rosy red
Rest your only weary head
Under the stars in your dream-woven bed
Dreamers lay in fields as you pass
Dreaming of the future
Laying in the soft spring grass
Dreaming of forgetting the past
Dreamers lay asleep in there beds
Dreaming of dreaming of being the head
The king, and all else that comes along
In honour jesters play
Bards will sing
Knights will slay
And dreamers dream away
Assess the SceneThe scent of wet dog fills the airAssess the Scene in Free Verse More Like This
The smell of raw meat
And freshly singed hair
The metallic taste of blood on your lips
Mixed with marrow and murderous care
The sight of your body so limp on the floor
It filled my heart, with pain
The hand jammed into the door
I saw the tears, that must of welled in your eyes
The opening in your chest
That revealed all that your body was
The blood matted hair still smelled of raspberry and fruits
Your arm still stained from muddy, black boots
Your eyes still screamed for help
Even though the time has come and gone
I could see all your body had felt
They used only there hands, not a gun.
Rest in Peace, my wide-eyed dear
The stains will come out
And I will always be here
Ten Dollars In Change.And three years down the drainTen Dollars In Change. in Free Verse More Like This
Is all I have left of you
There is no heartache
There is no pain
Just an empty feeling
As though I have not eaten in days
We were seeping from a failed Olympian's flattened couch
Stinking of wasted time and obese lies
If I had a penny
For your every lie
I would have
Ten dollars in change
Run.Those sounds...Run. in Free Verse More Like This
In her head.
They tell her to hide,
To cover up every inch...
Hide the she-she is meant to be,
Make herself into...
What should be.
She just can't stand,
How you want her,
To be so fucking perfect.
She doesn't even know,
Whom the person in that reflection is.
She bats her eyelashes,
A pale complexion,
Dotting her face.
Cursing her sleep deprived eyes...
Being somebody she is not.
She keeps running away.
Hiding from the scars that slash her mind,
She's afraid to heal.
Afraid to love,
When it's all she secretly wants;
To be accepted..
She wants to be dared to stand for herself.
Her stupid so
Strangle Me.Wrap your hands,Strangle Me. in Free Verse More Like This
Around my neck,
Down to my knees,
Mush my mouth,
Tell me that you love me,
Make me fall.
Bruise me as I bawl,
Just love me.
Tie me up,
Throw me down.
Just hurt me,
I can't breathe.
Inspire Me.Write some words upon my wrist,Inspire Me. in Free Verse More Like This
Shove them deep-
Into my skin..
Whisper a sweet sound,
Make it resonate through the ground.
Tell me a silly story,
Of a man risking it all for a distressed princess-
To find that she is truly just a man in a dress.
Make me kiss a frog,
Allow a man to form-
Make him turn around.
Throw a thought into my mind,
Allow a knife to my trembling hand-
Hint a want in my mind once again;
Force this knife into his back with my hand.
Make your thoughts into mine,
Turn me into something more;
Paint a face of bloody mess-
Voice your want of sweet revenge...
Give me a piece of paper,
Make me write a little poetry-
About a sad girl whom commits suicide.
When I cry myself to sleep.
Keep on writing into my wrist,
Make me think bad thoughts,
Blind.Everytime we embrace,Blind. in Free Verse More Like This
I want to fall in love again...
Your body pressed up against mine,
Rain falling down,
Soaking our bodies together forever.
Making my teeth chatter,
Allowing these tears of mine to blend in with its surroundings,
Loving how you don't care my eyeliner is smeared,
That my nose has turned a pinkish shade,
And that my hair smells like fresh rain.
I just want to know,
If you love me,
Like I love you,
A blind mouse,
Running in the dark.
Hands held together,
Falling into a hell we shall forever know,
Are so differant,
Yet our hearts,
Are the same..
Dead Bride To Be.Gasp in pain,Dead Bride To Be. in Free Verse More Like This
Reach for nothing,
Whisper little things,
Slip into a black veil,
Be that bride with no love.
Rock back forth,
Imagine gnarled branches,
Scratching against your window pain.
Scream at everything,
Realize you are simply nothing,
See those shadows move,
Think of those days,
When he held your hand,
With his midnight eyes,
That deathly sweet breath,
Feel his prickle,
Falling against your naked neck,
Caressing your unmasked scars.
Knowing he is gone,
Forever joining the undead,
No blood in his veins,
Raise that rusty knife to your blue veins,
Watch it drip and turn,
To that deep red you always loved.
Watch your mirror's image,
Glazed eyes taken over,
Of all the lo
Use me.Rewind,Use me. in Free Verse More Like This
Just tease me,
Make me laugh quietly,
Just entertain me,
Play your little game,
Watch me slip,
Into your spidery web,
Laugh when I realize,
Who you are,
And what you turned out to be,
A dirty-underage-piece of shit,
That used me,
Made me think,
The world might be bright,
In all its nastiness,
You turned out to be,
Another washed out lie,
To hang out,
Equation.Life,Equation. in Free Verse More Like This
A math problem,
Tough and short,
Hard to enjoy,
Worth it in the end,
We never know,
Until the problem is solved,
Like an unfinished suicide note.
It Runs Deep.It makes me shake-It Runs Deep. in Free Verse More Like This
Makes my brain ache.
My broken heart can't keep up with you;
I just can't be with you.
I hope you understand,
Better than I can;
I hope you can move on-
Like I never will.
I just can't hold any longer-
I can't lean on a rolling stone baby.
I'm tired of you moving the moment I feel we can actually touch-
Tired of feeling my heart lose more pieces as we hurt us.
I can't be your broken babe any more-
I can't love you any longer.
You hurt me so much-
Burying me deep.
You cut through my wall-
And killed me.
Make Me Cry.Kiss me good bye,Make Me Cry. in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me you love me-
But you gotta go.
Make my life change forever,
Show no love.
Say good night,
Prove that they were right-
Your love was fake.
Nothing lasts forever...
Even if it's etched in stone-
You can smash it.
So I'll be on my way-
Wanting to slap you so bad,
But only crying softly as it rains.
Black clouds rolling in,
Causing fate to switch,
Cursing my very wish-
To love you like I thought you loved me...
If only you gave me a chance...
Believed me maybe for once,
Had let me hold your hand..
And been a fucking man,
In this sad relationship...
Broken wingsI want to flyBroken wings in Free Verse More Like This
But my wings are broken
So I stand on the ground
At all the ones
Twirling in the sky
Imagining the wind
Passing through my feathers
While a tear
Runs down my cheek
Wishing I could
Leave the ground below
AftermathAfter all the battlesAftermath in Free Verse More Like This
After all the suffering
Raise your head
Take a deep breath
Because no matter what happened
No matter the blood spilled
The scars you got
You're still alive
And you can still enjoy
What life has to offer
Little crying kidLittle kidLittle crying kid in Free Verse More Like This
Crying in the corner
Waiting for someone
To cheer him up
But nobody comes
He has nobody
To lift him up
He'll have to fight
On his own
Aganist all the enemies
Life throws his way
WastelandLife in deathWasteland in Free Verse More Like This
Death in life
Through the wasteland
That is this world
About who we are
What we are
Only to be
PiecesOnce againPieces in Free Verse More Like This
I walk through
This dirty street
Who can help
Help me find
The shattered pieces
Of what used to be
But all the pieces
Belong to others
But I keep them
Not to myself
But to return them
To their rightful owners
WhisperI can sense itWhisper in Free Verse More Like This
It's getting closer
I hear the steps
As I look around me
Down to my knees
I'm in fear
The fear induced
By an unknown danger
But a voice whispers:
I'm with you
So don't be afraid"
I clench my fists
Rise from the ground
And prepare for battle
Neutral maskIn my mindNeutral mask in Free Verse More Like This
The world is collapsing
In my own thoughts
Towers of memories
Dies at birth
Hope is taken away
By the ravaging wind
While the neutral mask on my face
Hides it all
EmptyCrimson woundsEmpty in Free Verse More Like This
Once a person
Now an empty shell
On this world of misery
I'm SorryDear mother, forgive me;I'm Sorry in Free Verse More Like This
I know that I have failed you.
Dear father, don't hate me;
I know that I have let you down..
If I could take back mistakes, and forget the heartaches;
Would you let me surrender?
If I could take all the blame, and hide this mask of shame;
Would you give in, and do the same?
My dear brothers, I will give in;
You've always been there when I needed you.
But don't blame me,
For not being there; God knows that I tried.
In my soul, I know I've hurt you.
But you must know how hard I've tried.
Just remember, it's not my fault.
I never meant to hurt you..
If I could try and forget, would you take my regret?
Would you forgive me?
If I could make you see, what's inside of me?
Would you finally say that you are proud?
For everything that I've done,
and all the hurt that I've caused;
The pain can not be undone,
and I'd just like to say...
I Hate YouCan't go on like this,I Hate You in Free Verse More Like This
with what spills from your lips.
I just don't understand,
why nothing goes as planned..
Everything that you speak is lies,
Do you think it will ever justify?
and yet you rely on your lie,
and constantly deny,
just to defend your own self..
I'm tired of the bullshit,
the false poison you spit.
It all kills me inside,
I hate what you are,
but I'm along for the ride.
I can't say that I'm happy,
but I can fake it; can't shake it,
But you take it, while throwing your fit.
Is this what you want from me?
and that's quite an understatment,
I hate everything you do;
You're so see-through,
And if you look, and view
Just more reasons..
Why I hate you..
Take My HandI see you've fallen again,Take My Hand in Free Verse More Like This
the pain is like a moving train.
Full of hate and disdain.
Is this how you want your life to remain?
Have you no backbone?
Don't dwell on the past,
for it's just a rolling stone
just let it pass..
Have you no spine?
Don't keep feeding your problems.
You're just standing on the center line,
Taking in all the regret and shame..
Have you lost your way?
Just take my hand,
withstand,and learn firsthand,
that I will not betray.
I'm here for you,
anytime, just listen,
We'll see it through,
and then we'll begin,
a life anew.
The Fault Is YoursSomeday you will look back and think,The Fault Is Yours in Free Verse More Like This
of everything that I have done.
Someday you will regret the decisions you've made,
and wish you hadn't forsaken me.
Maybe one day, you will see,
everything that you have done.
Maybe one day, you will look past yourself,
and see that maybe everything I did
was to try and help you.
One of these days, you will remember me,
maybe even think about me.
One of these days you will need me,
and maybe - just maybe,
I won't be there.
Forget about what you had in me,
I feel sorry that you took what you had,
and took it for granted.
I feel sorry that all you did was use,
and now you are filled with nothing but regret.
You can bet, that I won't forget,
how much of a vampire you really were.
I'm moving on, and putting you behind me.
Just remember what you have lost.
Just remember what you have used up.
Just remember that you caused all of this.
The fault is yours.
Lost in EmotionThe heartache you've causedLost in Emotion in Free Verse More Like This
binds me so tightly
The shackles are weighing
so heavily upon me.
I am a prisoner of pain
I don't know how to get free.
I wish I could forgive you
Not for you, but for me.
How can I be optimistic about the future
When I am stuck right here in the past?
Stuck where we were,
How we left it, we moved so fast.
How do I find peace
When I can't move forward?
How do I find serenity
When the fog is so obscuring?
I'm lost in the sea of emotions
Each direction evokes a different feeling
Each direction I face another demon.
It seems nothing I do,
and nothing I say,
Will ever set me free.
Sometimes...Sometimes...Sometimes... in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes I wonder, how?
How did I get to this point in my life?
What brought me to this misery?
I wonder, when?
When will this suffering end?
How much longer do I have to endure?
I wonder, why?
Why do I have to be the one to live in sorrow?
Everything seems to be
out to get me..
Everything seems to kill
whats inside me...
Nothing changes for me
I'm not happy...
Nothing comforts me
I'm not living...
I wonder, what's it like?
The emptiness of death
Seems so inviting..
Sometimes I wonder,
is life worth living?
...Is life worth living?
IneffableHow can I explain something unexplainable?Ineffable in Free Verse More Like This
Something nothing can compare to?
The stars in the cosmos ne'r the moon in the sky
Could never compare to the intensity of the beauty to which I see.
A delicate flower, or looking at the colors of a vast sunset
Doth not compare to the stunning figure before me.
Perfection, even such a word as this..
Does not compare.
Something so angelic, so pure..
Beauty beyond comparison..
So, tell me..
How do I describe something like this?
Something so perfect?
How do I describe someone..
Someone like you..
Dear GodDear God I cannot stop cryingDear God in Free Verse More Like This
Dear God I feel so selfish
Sitting here at home
Thinking about myself all the time
When people are out there loosing there homes and dying
Dear God I remember how it was on April 27th when those storms came
How scared I was
And I can't imagine it being any worse
Dear God I pray for those people of Oklahoma and I just put your helping hand upon them during these tuff times
But one thing to remember in these times is when family, neighbors, and friends come closer together
A Storm I'm InI feel like a storm is ragging throughA Storm I'm In in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Like my life is flashing before my eyes
There isn’t enough time to waste
God I run to you
I pray for this storm to pass
I pray for you to help me through
Through all my fears and failures
Through all my suffering and pain
Through all my temptation and want
God I run to you
God I run to you
In this storm I’m in
God I run to you
Nature is God's CreationNature is Gods creationNature is God's Creation in Free Verse More Like This
look all around
you cant miss it
so lets adore it
dont take it for
its all we have
I Am Not AloneI may feel aloneI Am Not Alone in Free Verse More Like This
but the truth is I am
Jesus is everywhere
he is here with me
I am not alone
Jesus is in my reach
It Wasn'tIt wasnt just an appleIt Wasn't in Free Verse More Like This
It wasnt just temptation
It wasnt just another snake
It was something that changed the world forever
From Adam and Eve in the garden
Eating that apple
We aren't perfect
Not even the very first
But then God made a way
He came down to this very earth
as a little baby
in Marry's stomach
and grew up just like we did
and he never sinned
He is the only perfect one
He died on the cross to save us
Became sin who knew no sin
so we cam become right with him
and be saved, only somone perfect can save
save human beings like us
Thanks to God we have the choice to accept his grace and forgiveness and believe...
With the Name of JesusWe go upWith the Name of Jesus in Free Verse More Like This
We go down
We go all around
Until the party stops
on the roof top
see all those cops
they don't understand
why we party to much
It's the love of Jesus
that makes us wanta shout
Lets go up
Lets go down
Lets go all around
with the name of Jesus
We will shout
Even after the cops
Jesus Loves You
and I will hop
and never stop!
I Know It's HardI know its hardI Know It's Hard in Free Verse More Like This
I know its going to take time
Jesus is near to help
And he'll get you through it all...
My Gaurdian AngelMy prince charmingMy Gaurdian Angel in Free Verse More Like This
My guardian angel
My one and only
The one I am waiting for
My guardian angel
The one who will protect me
The one who will love me
The one who will chose me
The one who will marry me
The one who will not care how I look
My prince charming
My guardian angel
My one and only
Who isn't afraid
Who likes me for me
And doesn't care if I am weird
or talk different
or wear hearing aids
or that I am short
My guardian angel
My dream of mine
I am waiting for
And praying for...
Broken WorldWe live in a brokenBroken World in Free Verse More Like This
dying lost World
but instead we choose
to live for ourselves
with the things of this World
When we die
all of this is going to be gone
so why don't we start now
all you believers
and live for God
and show the love of Christ
So maybe one day this
World wont't be dying
and lost anymore...
Once Upon a Time.Once upon a time,Once Upon a Time. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
There was a boy who loved a girl.
The boy would linger for her lips,
but he didn't dare try.
As the girl walked by with her short legs,
The boy would look into her baby blue eyes
and fall more in love with her.
The boy would write love letters,
but he didn't have the courage to ever
The girl was lonely and wanted a dream boy,
as she was in love with him.
Secondhand Smiles.She tries to smile at meSecondhand Smiles. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
and it breaks my heart.
Because I know it's just fake.
It's going to take more than a smile
to prove to me that you're okay, love.
nightmares from the dead.''You're killing me.''nightmares from the dead. in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
''Good, you deserve to be dead.''
D e n i a l.I know I've been doing things that I'd sayD e n i a l. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I'd never do again.
Perhaps this is what is making me
Maybe I'm really not okay again.
S m i l e.Smile, though your heart is aching.S m i l e. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Don't hide behind those sunglasses and hoodies,
Your smile is so beautiful,
if you just smile.
e x p o s e d.You've exposed my hearte x p o s e d. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
by tearing it into pieces
which will never be complete.
You've exposed my soul
by leaving it dark
full of empty thoughts.
You've exposed me,
but I'm still gonna shine.
Little Secret.Abused and broken,Little Secret. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
she drags herself out of bed
while she's silenced by fear.
She can break your heart.
Her eyes begin to sting
with the tears that she has cried
as her nightmares come true.
This is our little secret.
Hearts Burst into Fire.She saidHearts Burst into Fire. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
I tried hard not to lose you.''
as she walked away.
Nothing hurts my world,
When sins deep in my blood flesh out
You'll be the one to fall.
Contrast your hands around me
Squeeze 'til I cannot breathe anymore.
I know it's hard to fall.
Perfect.You can never truly let someone love youPerfect. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
if you don't love yourself.
You're perfect, baby doll.
These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come:These Tears Would Come: in Free Verse More Like This
If my tears could tell a story of two -
What would they have to say about you?
Of a boy who spent his whole life seeking
And a girl who found it in the arms of another…
Would they tell us of laughter? Beneath a starlit sky,
Or of harsh words exchanged on bitter nights.
Would they speak of moments, so beautifully captured;
To be enjoyed in memory, like a perfect wine.
Or perhaps they would tell us of an untampered truth:
Of the lonely nights spent longing, for an Eden lost.
Captivated, habituated, to this lonely habit of you;
For her alone, these tears would come.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 31st march 2013
Dark Sadistic Muse:Dark Sadistic Muse:Dark Sadistic Muse: in Free Verse More Like This
I seat myself before the computer,
With fingers poised over fading keys.
Eagerly awaiting my latest epic;
Yet frozen by a lack of inspiration.
Here I sit, staring at the blank document.
The dark background mirroring the world behind me.
I swallow hard as my body locks;
Hairs tense as I sense her arrival...
Slender fingers soon wrap themselves around my throat.
With claw-like nails digging in painfully,
They prick the skin that lies just beneath my Adam’s apple;
Leaving me nursing a rather painful necklace.
"Your hands aren't moving," she coos softly,
Her clawed fingers gently stroking my chin.
"Why is that, I wonder?" she asks with a grin.
Her expression reveals a pair of pointed canines,
Both framed by lips as seductive as sin.
"I'm sorry my lady", I whisper in reply.
The excuse tumbles slowly from a paralyzed tongue.
"I have had no inspiration you see;
No dreams with which I am able to write."
She laughs at this; cruel and cold,
Tossing me from
BedriddenBedridden:Bedridden in Free Verse More Like This
Here I lie, motionless,
A prisoner within my own body.
Yet there lies a subtle clarity;
A moment of understanding, achieved by infirmity.
And though my body is racked with pain,
My conscious mind delves ever deeper into the pool of the soul.
My mind is flooded with a racket of noise.
I am cast into the swirling rip-tide of forbidden knowledge,
Clinging to the flotsam of sanity as a Leviathan roars below.
It swallows me into an acidic whirlpool.
Drowning me deep beneath the bubbling surface of the past.
And there, in the murky depths where my very self begins to rot,
A grinning maw of tongues and fangs, bids me a cold "hello!".
-Chen Yuan Wen, 26th June 2013
Surreal RealitySurreal Reality:Surreal Reality in Free Verse More Like This
The tides that bind a fallen city,
Swirls of vision, animosity...
Lost beneath a silvered glass,
Watch and wait as hours pass.
You find yourself, now surreal,
Surrounded by clocks with a ticking squeal.
You walk to the kitchen, a hand you find,
A platter in which to place your mind.
The microwave dings, the toaster rings,
From the oven you pull, intestinal strings.
You stab with the knife, it ends in your head,
Place your mind into a toasted bread...
You walk to the car, you breathe in deep,
You look into your pocket; the bottle you keep.
You take a long swig, it's a magical drive,
Your soul falls asleep while you await to arrive.
Silence, broken silence,
Emptiness filled with eyes and ears,
Rainbows haunt and tear the skies,
Falling rain like bitter tears...
Broken and unspoken,
Suddenly you are bowed!
Your throat explodes with shards of glass,
It ends the life to which you vowed...
Each gurgle of blood that is caught on your lips,
The sputum you cough is fleck
How to Insult PoeticallyOnce I happened upon a callow young lass,How to Insult Poetically in Free Verse More Like This
Who apparently thought that it was cool to be crass.
And she turned her tongue upon the profession of writing;
Apparently she felt that it was in need of a smiting.
Though her raving and ranting made very little sense,
She seemed to be taking a rather harsh stance.
Apparently her pain was too great to be understood,
Far beyond the comprehension of this man from the hood.
So I stood there in swagger, clad in my bling.
While she behaved like 'Moon-Moon', in search of a thing.
She spouted some nonsense, some far fetched line,
About never idolizing the keen writer's mind...
If that is the case, then why ape my technique?
Why submit to several galleries; is your brain on the leak?
You are writing to be seen; you seek attention as I do,
What are we if not performers, is that not true?
Did you believe that you could use your past as a shield?
It counts, I'm afraid, for nothing, I feel;
For you see, I'm a killer, as bold a
A Glass of Total PoisonA Glass of Total Poison:A Glass of Total Poison in Free Verse More Like This
This is an issue very close to my heart, so I'll be putting it into rhyme:
Hang on a moment, STOP!
And think in the frame,
You pickin' up that glass,
With a hint of disdain.
Knocking back the shots,
One, two, nine, twenty!
You're pukin' in the alley,
And the scent is heavy!
Every moment that you pass off as some fun,
It's like you're playing tag at the point of a gun!
I'm sick and tired,
Watching you sink into despair.
Your life is in the gutter,
But you're already there!
Now how do you escape this,
What is the truth?
You're blinded by the lies,
That you think is the proof!
You lookin' down into the glass...
At a demon and it may be your last!
You better start waking,
To the smell of your breath,
Or the alcohol WILL,
Be the reason for death...
"There is no such thing, as a good poison..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 21st February 2012
I've Changed (Yeah right)I've Changed (Yeah right):I've Changed (Yeah right) in Free Verse More Like This
You know, I tell myself everday,
That I'm going to change - that I'll be different.
'This isn't the same; I'm not the same,' that's what I tell myself...
As I sit in front of the computer, praying time doesn't move.
Coward, you're weak and you'll always be weak! You bloody disgrace...
I pick up some new magazine, get inspired,
'I want to be like that guy,' is what I think to myself.
I give it a try for two or three days - I quit.
Same old shit again...
Making up excuses? It's what you always do, you gutless wonder...
I try to reach out with my hands,
Seeking something, anything that I can find to help myself hold on...
But I don't find it - I just find myself,
Sinking back down into the same black swamp - I'm drowning.
Awww, what's the matter? You gonna cry, you gonna cry?
Yeah, I've hit rock bottom,
And you know what? It feels pretty damn good down here.
Nice, warm, comfortable, familiar.
No pressure, no problems - just like everb
You Left Me StrongerYou Left Me Stronger:You Left Me Stronger in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?
I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.
You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong
I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.
I thought a lot about the things you said...
The things that were my fault, my problems.
I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.
I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.
On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;
You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.
You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge like a parasite
When everything is good - when everything is fine and dandy.
I used to think that I was afraid of you leaving,
But now I know, that you've left me stronger than I was before.
You know, this was supposed to be an emotional whine; an emotional spill,
Maybe I was supposed to cry tears and beg you to come back, but you know wha
Graduation DayGraduation Day:Graduation Day in Free Verse More Like This
They told us we would be alright...
We had fought with honour and won our titles.
We had overcome trials together -
Watching dozens of our siblings fall in the line of duty.
For this they had promised us, a wondrous welcome;
A bountiful world of adventure, with a myriad of paths.
All this, they said, awaited us in the stone cities.
Large metropolises, where the working folk resided...
There were hundreds of us, who made that journey.
Walking miles across the scorching desert,
Clinging to a hope of the fortunes beyond.
Yet what awaited us was not a promised land -
Nor was it a life based on the merit we had earned...
Instead we found ourselves quarantined,
Pitching tents of inexperience-
Huddling together for comfort and warmth;
As the great gates of employment stood eerily silent.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18 June 2013
Self Righteous SuicideSelf Righteous Suicide:Self Righteous Suicide in Free Verse More Like This
In a cold world,
That has long denied the light.
As we walk alone at night.
As we dream of endless death,
As we choke away our breath.
Tormented by our dreams.
None shall hear our screams.
A taste that is sickly sweet...
Let me end,
For hope I shall not meet...
"Why should we alone cry, when angels deserve to die?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 24th February 2012