Tell Me ThisOh, so you're not thin?
Tell me how you're ugly.
Oh, so your hair doesn't look good everyday?
Tell me whose does.
Oh, so you make mistakes?
Tell me who doesn't.
Oh, so you're not a model?
Tell me what the definition of beauty is.
Oh, so you aren't normal?
Tell me what "normal" is.
Oh, so you aren't good enough?
Tell me why.
Because there isn't a standard you need to reach to be yourself.
Just Words"I'm fine" is a dirty lie.Just Words in Free Verse More Like This
The truth is that I want to die.
"I'm tired" is not even done.
It really means "I'm tired of being no one"
"I'm better" is but a curse.
The truth is that I've never been worse
"I'm just cold" is what I say
so my sleeves can hide my scars away.
"I already ate" is said with a frown.
I starve to see the numbers on the scale go down.
"I'm okay" is probably the worst.
It really means I'm about to burst.
All these things are lies to me.
But you take this as the truth because what else would I be?
Isomnia.To the mocking flash of my cell phone clockIsomnia. in Free Verse More Like This
The glitter of morning my closed blinds block
In a hunch on a chair or a ball on my bed
Comfortable and comfy but I stay up instead
With paper and pens and paintbrushes I raise
And the stories that unfold on each turning page
Youtube, Facebook, and clicking links
Are the things that keep me from even a blink
Round and round, my thoughts echo and spin
Closing my eyes even seems like a sin
Redbull, pepsi, and midnight snacks
Drinks of sugar in tempting twelve packs
The silence of myself and the embrace of a book
Casting and reeling until sleep's on my hook
They say theres plenty of fish in the sea
But sleep swims deeper than my hook can see
Alone in a dimming desk lamp light
Confronted by morning that stepped through the night
Open curtains, birds with a morning song
It's a shame I had to wait this long.
Keep RunningSomething broken, or something deadKeep Running in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and everything that was ever said
Punches, bruises, sticks and stones
and everything that broke my bones
to words they said would never hurt,
to a shoe that kicked my face with dirt
Yes, these tears are made by you
but even tears don't make lies true
Tears that dampened my pillow case
tell a story that you could never chase
and I'll keep running until I die
Because you'll never catch me, I'll watch you try
Crash And BurnI wonder if other people see how I feel.Crash And Burn in Free Verse More Like This
With every glare to meet my eyes,
its another preying glare to slap my face
and another glare that heats my cheeks with nervous fire
I wonder if, day after day,
if people see my fear, if they see how I shake.
When they walk by, I stumble away
because I know they don't want me near them.
I wonder if they pity me
If they see the lonely child inside my glass skin.
Sometimes they give me gentle eyes
because they feel sorry for how lonley I really am inside.
I wonder if they know I don't fit in,
if they try to welcome me but I'm too naive to see.
But everytime I just walk away because-
because everytime I try is another crash and burn.
Stupid BlondeWhy, yes.Stupid Blonde in Free Verse More Like This
I do pick up books.
And thank you for thinking I hold them upside down or I can't even finish the first page.
I do math.
And thank you for thinking I can't long divide or that numbers shave my mind blank.
I can write.
And, again, thank you for thinking I can't use a pen or that I <rite tings liek dis>
Why dont you take a label maker and slap it right on my forehead? All to see and all to share?
Maybe a pawn in your conversation, or ideas just easily ignored.
A voice filtered upon arrival and spilled down the drain to wash away, carried to a place where rubbish seals any whisper left to fade.
Voices become whispers, and whispers become the helpless echos of ideas shed free of a mind that is as fully functional as yours,
My friend, it is but you who label me with a permanent marker, that set my skys with the bleakest ink.
Dear meDear eyesDear me in Free Verse More Like This
I'm sorry for all the tears that I made you shed.
I wish I could have kept you dry instead.
Those nights I didn't let you rest
I'm sorry for being such a pest
I'm sorry for fumbling to the ground
I wish I had done something more profound
I just couldn't wait to fall
For those people who said they would be there if I call
Sorry for all those nights of crying myself under
I wish I could have made a silent surrender
For those sweet words you heard and believed
I'm sorry, but they were from people who stole and thieved
I'm sorry I didn't listen to you from the start
Now my life is falling apart
I should have believed that you were right
I wish I had given you more of a fight
Sorry for letting those dancers dance and dice
What they did wasn't too nice
Stripes suit you fairly well
Too bad I had to put you through hell
Sorry for messing you up so bad
I hope that didn't m
Silly little humanI see you day and I see you nightSilly little human in Free Verse More Like This
You are always up before it is light
Never seem to rest your head on your pillow
You seem like a rather peculiar fellow
I love you anyway because you are mine and I am yours
I follow you happily about the floors
Listening always and never too loud
I'm here for you when you are down
I rest my nose upon your cheek
And they are cold with the water your eyes seem to leak
It's silly how you do this
But I love you and can't wait to give you a kiss
The red lines on your arms are bumpy and diced
The thing that dances on them isn't too nice
You haven't eaten with me for a long time now
Its hard to imagine not eating, under vow
I see you lay in bed all day
Any hear you always say:
"I can't take it anymore. I wish I were dead"
I wish I had a clue of what you said
You're really weird, but it's okay tho
I love you and don't worry, I'm here for you
Silly little human! Get down from there!
Why did you suddenly kick away
That one girlShe's that one girl you see with the pencil wovenThat one girl in Free Verse More Like This
between her skinny fingers
She's the one who sits in the corner
instead of the middle of the room
The one who's always last to speak
The one who's words are kept secret to everyone
Always the one who bites
her own tongue
She's the girl who's beautiful
but doesn't think the same way
She's the one who can't be convinced
of the talents she holds
The flare that ignites the lives of the people around her
but she can't feel the heat for herself
She is weighed down by the insecurities she slings
over her shoulders
She's unconvinced of her own style
her own special self
She's the girl who paints
She's the girl who draws
She's the girl who writes
But second guesses every stroke of her brush
to every letter she prints
Shes that one girl whose eyes display a world
all her own
But she sees a somber world
staring back at her
Love is LuckDoesn’t it eat at your heartLove is Luck in Free Verse More Like This
that your perfect soul mate might not even be born yet
They might not be your age
They might not live on the same side of the earth as you
They could be half a world away
Or they could have just died
And you wouldn’t even know
That one person could have been that man who just walked by you yesterday
Or that girl you saw on the train last week
That’s the scary part
They could be so close
But yet they will always be so far
the person who you belong with could be a century away
Or a century gone by
The person you could laugh with the most
Admire the most
Love the most
Is someone you may never meet
Someone who you will never lay eyes upon
Never feel their touch
And you would never know
Who they are
And the way they could feel for you
And the warmth they could give you
And that’s what makes
Everybody...We all fly off the rails, but live to tell the taleEverybody... in Free Verse More Like This
Everybody misses a nail.
Dreams break like broken glass, but old dreams never last
Everybody takes off their cast.
We all decide too late, but thats just part of fate
Everybodys built on hate.
We all pretend to keep, all our flaws and lies asleep. But
Everybody cries and weeps.
A letter to my watchersSmiling through your pain,A letter to my watchers in Free Verse More Like This
Till the wounds stop bleeding.
Running through your clouds
Once the sky stops raining.
Never saying never,
Going faster, stronger, better
Even when the
Raindrops seem to fall down forever.
Till the birds start to sing, and
Happiness overwhelms you,
And a smile takes over your face
Now and eternally.
Surviving through the pain,
Until the wounds stopped bleeding.
It never seemed it would end,
Crying, screaming, dying...
Indeed it did, it
Even when the raindrops would never end.
Let's Play a Game Let's play a game.Let's Play a Game in Free Verse More Like This
I don't like the game we play
But he says we have to.
After all, I am
Daddy's little girl.
I'm too sad to move.
I don't like this game.
But I am
Daddy's little girl.
There. Wasn't that nice?
I don't like our games...
But I guess I have to
Daddy's little girl.
We can play again later.
I don't want to play later!
I don't. Like. Our. Games.
But I have to play them.
Daddy's little girl.
It's fun. Isn't it?
I don't want to be
I'm sick of being
Daddy's little girl
In Daddy's world
With Daddy's games.
Let me grab this knife, Daddy.
Let me hurt you, Daddy.
The way you hurt me.
I don't want to be your little girl.
I want to play a game.
Maybe.Fist fights and battles in my headMaybe. in Free Verse More Like This
I'll always remember what you said...
The day you lied.
Glass shattered all over the dirt
I'll always remember your last words...
The day you died.
I could have saved you, love.
I should have saved you, love.
I would have saved you, love...
Then maybe we could both still be
Save YourselfDear mommy…Save Yourself in Free Verse More Like This
I could have saved you.
I know you promised me you’d save yourself,
But I should have known you were lying.
I could have protected you.
I know you said you were fine,
But I should have been able to see all the tears behind your eyes…
The lies, I should have seen straight through them,
I should have known better than to believe you,
I should have known better.
I should have known.
I should have saved you...
I'm sorry Mommy.
I shouldn't have let you save yourself.
In a Little Girl's MindThere sits the girl with the things in her eyesIn a Little Girl's Mind in Free Verse More Like This
Monsters, destruction, and sweet butterflies
Hopscotch and daisies, surrounded by screams
Beautiful dresses now torn at the seams
Crayons and paintbrushes, villains and grins
Young, gladsome innocence, hatred and sins
Little red houses on roads left to fade
Gorgeous moonlight shining off of the blade
Blood pouring out as she cries her own name
Knowing she's forced to take each bit of blame
She could have stopped it and left it behind
All of these things in her troubled young mind
She could have saved them if she dared to try
Rather, though, she left herself there to die.
Now, others watch as she sits on the ground
Keeping their distance and letting her drown
In her own worries and things she won't tell
Waiting for her mind to kill her as well…
LabelsAttention seeker?Labels in Free Verse More Like This
Maybe fighting for acception.
Rather, suffering rejection...
Maybe breaking for direction...
Perhaps dying for correction...
Maybe hurting for affection..
So maybe before you label someone just because you don't feel a connection...
Maybe fix yourself before you point out imperfections.
AnorexiaMeet a girl named No One, with a heart of shattered stoneAnorexia in Free Verse More Like This
Staring at the other girl, the one that's not alone
Girl with skin that glistens, with the eyes of crystal seas
Grin of shining diamonds and a laugh like a disease
Flashes just a glance and soon, she's every trouble's cure
She has everything… and No One's off to be like her.
Eating turns into a crime, she'd rather be away
Thrusting fingers down her throat to make herself okay
Watching as her very bones are seen behind her flesh
There she drowns in tears, for she has not yet seen success.
Minutes turn to hours, and these hours turn to days
Every moment slipping, slowly fading into grey
Rapidly, her body turns to nothing but her bones
As she fights for beauty, as she battles for the throne.
Broken hearts must learn to beat, and this she came to know
Learning it the hard way when her heartbeat grew too slow
Yet, she somehow managed still to shine from what's within
Lying in her casket with her hidden, unseen sin.
Final thoughts ins
All Her Little ThingsStop hating her for the littlest things.All Her Little Things in Free Verse More Like This
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from..
Stop demanding her to do things,
Things she can't accomplish,
Things she can't imagine being done...
Stop lying to her,
Telling her you love her,
Want her, need her...
When all you've ever done is make her want to
Stop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from...
When those little things you've done
Take her down...
The little things won't matter anymore.
One dose of glitterOne dose of glitter can light up the worldOne dose of glitter in Free Verse More Like This
One little thought can bring back little girls
Fairies and dragons and strong, worthy knights
One dose of glitter can shine through the night
Hush, little girl, for the stars in the sky
Shining so sweetly like your stunning eyes
Don't let the nightmares define what you'll be
Notice the beauty within every dream
Hush, little girl, there is no need to fight…
One dose of glitter to light up the night.
Gun Within The MirrorIt feels as if my reflectionGun Within The Mirror in Free Verse More Like This
Points a gun at its own head,
As my bullet shoots the mirror
And paints the floor with red,
And it feels as if my gun
Just isn't steady in my hand,
Because darling, when I jump off cliffs,
Do you think I always land?
It feels as if the razor blade
Might be my only friend,
And it feels as if the broken glass
Might soon begin to bend,
Because my reflection is distorted, love.
Can't you see that, love, can't you see?
I'm pointing a gun at the mirror,
And the mirror points back at me.
Memories of WarMemories of War:Memories of War in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
What is this long-lost memory inside?
Where oceans turn; what have we left behind
With star-burned wings out above the sky.
The sleeping sons are lovingly left to lie...
A thousand tears you've cried for all,
Now its time for you to fall!
Will you open up the door,
To the future we ignore?
Are you simply lying broken,
From the memory awoken;
Are you simply living lies,
Bitter taste with ropes you tie...
And the world will soon forget.
Fill my heart with this regret?
For the victims written in stone.
Unspoken sin you now atone...
Yeah I've seen this world where we livin' in pain,
Wrap my body round with chain.
Now we both know we be broken;
Give this man his smokin' token.
Held up guns with both his hands;
Not a boy he's cause he's a man.
Order comes by a suit and hand.
Will you flee or will you stand?
This is a memory of our war,
Of all the things that we can't ignore.
And staying blind to the cries of pain...
Will lonely ashes be what remai
The IndividualYou wear your skin, with mask of sin,The Individual in Free Verse More Like This
A spiderweb of lies. Of "individuals",
Breaking ties, alone at last
They seem to hide, a fixation of vanity...
I am the "individual"!
This is my golden ritual,
Refuse all that is me,
A web of lies I be!
But can you see, what you've become,
Showing these scars made by none-
Other than you?
They were made just for you...
They were made just by you...
Made to be pitied too...
You are the "individual"!
Lies are your golden ritual,
Refuse what you should be,
To live with agony!
Practice Poem - Man In CagePractice Poem - Man in Cage:Practice Poem - Man In Cage in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
When I was young I was taught that pain begets pain,
Anger and animosity, malice and cruelty;
So deeply inflicted, so lovingly gifted.
I tasted of its rotten core and dared to call it sweet.
But what do I have to show for it?
White hot scars that burn in my dreams.
Reminders of a fragmented bi-polar self;
Self inflicted propaganda, to reinforce the "truth".
Truth so lovingly fabricated by a weakness within,
So desperately crying out for vindication;
Openly denying all that might shed light upon me,
Seeking only the company of shades in shadows...
Within four walls I sleep in exile;
Quietly pretending that I am still sane,
Never noticing how it has all turned out;
Alone I remain the same...
Never reaching, never living; I am free within the cage
-Chen Yuan Wen, 1st January 2012
Tired, Exhausted, DrainedTired, Exhausted, Drained:Tired, Exhausted, Drained in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am bloody exhausted! Drained to the core of my soul.
I wake up every morning with bags; burning ever deeper into my eyes.
Sunken masses of flesh, reminding me that the dreamscape -
One in which I sought refuge; is now buried where it lies.
Yet still I force myself to trudge through this wilderness.
Forever caught in a moon drenched, delusory twilight.
An endless cycle of failure and renewed hope;
Giving rise to the very stubbornness that defines me.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 5th February 2013
UndyingUndying:Undying in Free Verse More Like This
How many days do you spend now, putting me down?
The coffin call for a dead man waiting around
"He's just an underground laughing stock, never to rise"
But on the seventh day I'm coming back; these are my ties!
The kind of promise that you made with the devil inside
You try to take away my soul, but I take it in stride
I ain't a doll that is crushed by the weight of his pride
I am the real and the raw of the things you denied!
You're playing snake games, selling oil, pass it off strong
You're just a pot head, weed dead, smoking your bong.
You try to look away, play and hide; apathy's best
But I'm the kind of bad boy you don't put to the test!
-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th February 2013
Song of RaineShe scatters the seeds with her tiny hands.Song of Raine in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And pictures the sunset in a distant land.
She dreams of places, where she'd be free.
With clouds as far as the eyes could see.
And there she'd dance to the song of the rain,
While I would watch from my window pane.
With a smile befitting such a lovely girl;
The daughter I lost, to a cruel world...
You've Gone Far EnoughHow many times have you tried, just to put me down,You've Gone Far Enough in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
The last time I remember, I was underground.
And even then I rose up, just to challenge the greats.
You might be thinking that your wins are all a part of your fate;
But it's not!
You're a little puppet in the game,
And when you try to take me out, you'll be feeling the strain!
I will be breathing down your neck and it's offense;
No nonsense. I am the Word of Chen, execution commence!
And now you're feeling the pressure, I'll make you suffer;
Your words try to cut me, but you're bleeding your brother!
You don't recognize that I'm the one who paved your way;
And now you're crying, sweating bullets, while you kneel and pray-
I don't find you. You're scared! Your soul is bared,
The only thing that makes us different is the fact that I cared!
But it don't matter now boy! You can laugh and smile,
Because the only thing left is to burn you in a Word of Chen style.
- Chennie, 21st October 2014
These Hands Are So Red...These Hands Are So Red...These Hands Are So Red... in Free Verse More Like This
These hands are now red and so slicked with this blood,
I can't even wash it in a basin of mud...
As I scrape at the skin of those demons I chase,
I am left with a smile mixed with pain on my face.
Since I swore I would savour this blatant disgrace,
Let perversion be writ in these scars I will trace.
From the tip of my shoulders to the base of my tongue,
Are the names of those sleepers so cold and so young...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 15th March 2013
My Love is SicknessMy love is utter sickness,My Love is Sickness in Free Verse More Like This
I'll have you obsessed, until you're ruined inside.
And you will crawl and I will have you beg,
I swear I'll become the very voice in your head.
Oh you will suffer and you will sweat,
I will have you lusting for more than you get!
Losing it all, as lose your mind,
You're numb to this pain, so take this pleasure of mine;
Now open it up so you can give me more.
Close up your life and quickly lock up the door.
Or i'll have you spinning with my every touch,
And even when I use you it just won't be enough.
Your body desires and I'm letting it know,
You're already gone before I let you go.
My love is an utter sickness,
I'll teach you to love your very moment of weakness,
I'll teach you to crawl and I will make you beg!
I'll teach you what it's like to be mine in bed.
-Word of Chen, 16th May 2014
What You Can't RememberWhat You Can't Remember:What You Can't Remember in Free Verse More Like This
You know that something's wrong inside
But you will try to hide it.
Far away from prying eyes;
You say you don't remember...
What is this memory inside.
You feel like you've forgotten.
A part of you decides;
To say you don't remember...
How long will you deny
The bitter truth behind it.
The day you lost yourself;
But now you can't remember...
When first you took away the mask
And looked back at the mirror.
You thought you saw another man;
But you simply don't remember...
The times when you were not yourself
When you forced yourself upon her.
It was a day like this;
But now you won't remember...
The past is locked away for good;
Now hide it with a key.
Smile and carry on in life;
In time you won't remember...
"It's easy to forget a monster..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th April 2012
Muse:She corrodes star shapes intoMuse: in Free Verse More Like This
the hearts of sleeping poets,
-this windowpane loneliness- in Free Verse More Like This
has devoured too many stars
making love to ocean beds.
NaPoWriMo: Day 8I was toldNaPoWriMo: Day 8 in Free Verse More Like This
to slice through the thickest
of scar tissue this evening.
Let all my inner demons
fall to the floor
& write them out
in my own black blood.
It’s not red anymore,
even though needles
& the bruises
laid out like war-lands
on my arms
I don’t think it ever was,
My mind is a mess
of free versed insecurities,
cat’s eye marbles,
& untamed forest fires-
I still don’t have the nerve
to slice open my skin
& bleed for her.
Poets have the loneliest hearts.I drink morphinePoets have the loneliest hearts. in Free Verse More Like This
like peach tea;
down 6 pills by morning
just to keep my mind
& I know I can go days
without speaking a word
I want a moon shy girl
with wolves at her back,
bite mark ankles &
a bottle of writer’s tears
tucked under one arm.
I want to be end of the war
kisses bruised into her hipbones;
the epilogue written over her
With these wisteria limbs
February cold, &
these weak lungs
exhaling coralline whispers,
I’ve got a tongue for words
but still have no idea how to love
a universe girl.
whiskeyShewhiskey in Free Verse More Like This
in one slow,
I heard it plunge
into the gaping
emptiness of her.
drank the sun
from my fingertips,
licked me from her lips,
look better dead, plucked
from your November pores."
"They go down smoothest
with Writers Tears."
free birdit’s a need to feel the suns golden fingersfree bird in Free Verse More Like This
teasing figure eights along my back,
& the wind on my cheeks.
i must have been
a bird in some past life,
a swallow or a hummingbird.
because, i swear on some nights
i can feel the growing pains of an atlas
ready to burst through my skin like wings.
i just want to be
NaPoWriMo: Day 7Watch out.NaPoWriMo: Day 7 in Free Verse More Like This
She’s a devil,
Glad for her spine,
& her teeth,
even God hands fear her.
For she has arched her back
for a flower-woman
with sin dripping
from her fingers
-who taught her
how to laugh
like the stars.
Show me what the stars look like tonight.I’ve fallen in love with wars & darkness.Show me what the stars look like tonight. in Free Verse More Like This
The kind of darkness said to have made
shadow monsters of seen-too-much eyes
& the kind of war lands made of
desecrated, dandelion wrists.
I am the wind, the morphine pump
& I’ve carved my bones into stars.
I wear them around my neck
like outward sun marrow
warming my carotid pulse.
These little glow-in-the-dark blankets
aren’t enough to stifle the sounds;
but my anatomy never seemed to fit
together the right way anyway.
Please,don’t make mePlease, in Free Verse More Like This
fall in love with you,
I don’t want to remember you,
those Sunday morning
or the way your
lost boy eyes always,
always found a way
to find mine.
There are only so many times
I can allow you to slice
through my scar tissue
before I finally
Dead WrongYou thought me to be a villainDead Wrong in Free Verse More Like This
The bad ending to every story
Ruiner of the fairy tale happy endings
That dark souled, black hearted freak
My eyes are filled with hatred
Fingers curled back into claws
I glare into society's mug
And raise a fucking finger
Your voice carries, you know
I hear what you say of me
And just what you think of me
Through the tongue lashing of others
Look deeper inside, though
Find yourself surprised
You'll see a different side all together
Filled with light, love and happiness
So don't judge me
Until you know me
Change in the WeatherWinter wonderlands give wayChange in the Weather in Free Verse More Like This
And the beauty of Spring emerges
With her vibrant new colors
And crystal clear running streams
An array of warming sunshine
Touching the corners of frost
Rainbows glitter lovingly
The animals come out to play
We tend to be warmer, softer
To those around us now
As the icicles covering out hearts
Melt into a fire ablaze
Last StandYour wordsLast Stand in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Promises with broken decay
Wondering how the fuck things ever got this way
When in life I went astray
Lost all my faith and went away
You were never a safe place in my eyes
You were the reason I wore my disguise
Hid myself in the darkest corner so none would criticize
Locked up so the pain would stay internalized
If ever I needed hope, it was now
Yearning for a friendly company somehow
Lighten my burden and lighten my load with a bow
Even close by, though, my heart would not allow
I am lost in this sea of similar relations
Resisting all urges to falls into my temptations
Tomorrow will be another day; punching through the same explanations
My escape and survival is slim to nothing by my calculations
Give me a day to right my apparent sinned wrong
I swear it will not take me all that long
Compared to you, I am not strong
But that does not mean I can't move along
Hear my kingly master laugh as I drown
Sing me a story of bravery as I lay down
Sing and DancePitch me a tempo from the dwellings of your heartSing and Dance in Free Verse More Like This
Where I can hear the drum of truth in your heartstrings
The song which sings to me a lullaby of answers
In the otherwise lost world that bleakly shatters around
From your C note that struck down my glass prison
The past that holds me back from the coordination
But your footwork inspires me to join the choreography
I refuse to wear this ball and chain any longer
A declaration for defiance in the name of dance
So that we may twirl and spin with elegant freedom
And when the breath of the music has died low
While whispers of ballet toes sweep across the floor
The scars that blistered my soul and broke the sweet melody
And the festering infection that crippled my legs to waltzing
Are cleansed by your kindness as you urge me forward
For you alone, I swear to sing and dance again
Still AliveI may be hopelessStill Alive in Free Verse More Like This
Weak and frail minded
With sweet words to spare
But I am still alive
I may be broken
Doused in the flames of my own end
Shattered fractions of glass
A former lady now seen the darker side
But I am still alive
I may be rough around the edges
Unusual compared to the other girls
A different life and a different family
Searching endlessly for an end
But I am still alive
I may not be what you expected
That shouldn't make me an outcast
For beneath this 'weakness' I'm still a person
Still me with a backbone and wisdom to share
But I am still alive
Even though you hate me
I am still alive
I'm Holding on to YouCupping her delicate chinI'm Holding on to You in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Hearing the pulse beat loud within
Lovely, I've wondered where you've been
While I was sinking knee-deep in sin
Follow my touch; I'd lead you safely through
Dear just lean your head slightly askew
Please trust me; though we are taboo
Because I mean it when I say I'll be there for you
The fear in your eyes speaks volumes unknown
Something I've seen from your posture of stone
I know that you're hurting; and honey it's shown
But I promise you, you won't go on with this alone
So while I brush the length of your back, my sweet
And bring you in to that kiss I've hungered to meet
My only request is to trust what I will complete;
Which is to see you whole, while our enemies I defeat
. : C R Y P T I C : .They used to hear my name. : C R Y P T I C : . in Free Verse More Like This
Called forth from beyond the pit
A voiced roar like no rage known before
Hell's mightiest Hound set forth
My destruction the last thing they'd see
Unmatched by every opponent
The warrior most feared with no respect
Right beside the devil's throne I stood
Jealous eyes matching an even stare of loathing
Nobody caused this dog to back down
[But then they broke my back and ran me down into the planet
The skeleton calls of my past achievements the only thing to keep my breaths going
I could hear my breathern dying all around me, dropping like flies a little more every day
Withered and suffering, we faded under the towering buildings and righteous individuals
Deep inside, I still desired the call of being something much more than the doorstop to hell]
A World So ColdDay 1A World So Cold in Sci-Fi More Like This
She could hear the Insecticons just behind her, pounding into the metal of the floor below with its behemoth sized pedes clashing and kicking up sparks. Tiffany Blackheart's Spark pounding hard and loudly somewhere in her cat-like audio receptors as she raced along the sharp metal corners as briskly and quickly as possible. The old Autobot vessel creaking and groaning from footsteps that had not passed over its rusted floors in at least a century if not longer while the two individuals went skidding about.
But she wasn't going to give up; not now and not ever if she could help it. Tiffany slammed into the wall with a sharp cry and felt rust speckle her armor as she wobbled on her pedes and went bolting down the next corridor. The Techno Organic femme couldn't calculate how long she'd been trying to run and avoid the stupid bug through the discovered old and d
Streak of Darkness The dress was a powder baby blue color. Light and yet sublimely dark at the same time; catching the eyes of everyone's distracted attention. In essence, it was a rather simple dress. There was only as strapless physic with a ruched waist. A tiered organza ballgown skirt added a sweet and romantic appearance; it was both sliming and full as it swept low, elegant, and dramatically around the girl's feet. Her heels were silver and dainty; little strappy things. She wore a simple Tiffany's silver necklace with the a key shaped pendant that had a gem the same shade of blue as her dress surrounding the heart shaped loop that connected it to the chain.Streak of Darkness in Short Stories More Like This
Men watched her with fascinated awe and lust. The woman watched with green jealousy; envy clearly written in their snob nosed too-powdered faces. She was young, and firm, and rip
Spark Healer Part 5 "Black'ut," whimpered the filthy, sunburned and yet pale dirty blonde haired girl from below. Blackout turned his Cybertronian Mech form to stare at his holoform that worked tediously to help recover the silver-blue eyed girl from her state of shock and trauma from the scorpion sting. The sight of injection, he could tell from his roughly fifty foot height, appeared to be swollen but some of the swelling had been drawn down a minimal degree.Spark Healer Part 5 in Sci-Fi More Like This
He bent himself at the knees to release more sand from his knees and legs; the gritty brown dirt falling in grains upon his holoform and the girl by mistake. The machine gun on his shoulder slipped up and rolled on its ball-joint mechanism forward. He was still beyond angry and wanted to blast the M.E
Thou Shall BurnClench my soul, go right ahead; ignite your flesh and I shall deem you dead.Thou Shall Burn in Free Verse More Like This
Dance with fire and thou shalt be burned, scorched to deformity with your soul never returned.
Exceed your limits, turn away your falls, shall the trials begin beneath the walls?
Oh yes, they shall, my dearest thing, for your fate will rest within this ebony ring.
Such glory was enthralled into my soul, how you plead for its power, its superiority, its toll.
Though alas you've proven not worthy of it all, hence your death shall be remarkable, forever now you shall fall.
Our Simple TaskWe are deepened by our dark souls, sealed within the bloody and banished scrolls.Our Simple Task in Free Verse More Like This
Damned by the morning and by the light, our eyes lurk gloomily in the path of night.
We whisper tears throughout your sight, paralyzing your intelligence and fear of flight.
Alas flight is what you truly need, hence why your fate is for us to read.
In the air your body is thrown, whisked upon the dead; let your soul hear them moan.
Thrust forth and forgotten by the stain of blood, absorb the monstrosity from within the flood.
Bested by glasses and long dark coat, your flesh reeks a stench; thou shall be thrown in the moat.
Left to freeze and burn from the flames, thou is forevermore forgotten; the end of our games.
HerTake a glance at timeless years behind, you'll see a trembling creature who had lost her mind.Her in Free Verse More Like This
And witness now, the being you see, one born from the shadows and divinity.
One that is stronger, reborn into wrath, all will suffer who stand fierce in her path.
Given to her the blessing of death, she will conjure thunderstorms within a single hairs breadth.
Passing judgement to those in need, in her years of deliverance she will highly succeed.
Ending all with these few simple words, "You were seen, but always unheard."
The Dead CrowThe dead crow flies across the plentiful white grass.The Dead Crow in Free Verse More Like This
Its decaying wings echo through the broken shards of glass.
Glass that was from windows and a shattered heart, one that could never be repaired, nor ever torn apart.
The crow glances down but doesn't care, for his soul and heart rest within the air.
Jack: The Introduction "Stretch the meat out more, Corey! We want it to be nice and lean for the market, don't we boy?" Grandpa always insisted that the flesh be lean, for the people at the market wouldn't be able to tell it was human. And yes, you're probably asking yourself this very question, "Why are you selling human flesh at a market?" Well, I'll tell you why, but it's somewhat of a long story, beginning when my grandpa was just a child.Jack: The Introduction in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was a Saturday morning in early June, my grandpa, or Jack Prichard, had just woken up and walked downstairs for breakfast. Today was his father's birthday and boy, did he have a surprise planned for him. Jack's father was always abusive toward everyone in the family, he would slap any of the children if they got out of line, or even Jack's mother if she had forgotten to make dinner. The Prichards usually kept to themselves, but when they would go to church a smile would be forced and their actions would be caring. Each day seemed like Hell, but this Saturday
UsCursed upon our tattered souls, is a melting bell that never tolls.Us in Free Verse More Like This
Thrust forth into the streets of madness, our mothers deceived us, for they gambled with sadness.
Such purity that once was has morphed into dust; betrayed, deformed, and abandoned trust.
Unseen by clear eyes our beings fought by, preventing the restless from entering the sky.
Alas, here we lie under stones of dead souls, with our books in our hands as the melting bell tolls.
My DearestPainfully enslaved before the Shadows Lord, my dearest lost her ebony sword.My Dearest in Free Verse More Like This
Her mind trapped soullessly beneath his eyes, it was given up prior to her demise.
Chained mercilessly to doubts and oblivion's mind, her being ceased to care if it ever became blind.
Turmoil and voices forever ran through her mind, they spoke of the sword and where it had been twined.
Twined of stitched ligaments, and never seen hearts, my darling ran from the dungeon to uncover their parts.
But alas during her journey she was brutally slain, her blood boiled in her eyes, and never found was her brain.
Jack: Part 1 As Jack walked downstairs, he glanced at the family's pictures on the wall. Most were of his parents, but a few here and there were of himself and his siblings, James, Mary, Annie, and Paul. James was downstairs already helping his mother, for he wished to help bake his father's cake. "Morning son," Jack's mother called to him. "Mind helping me set the table?" Jack's mother was a caring woman, she had the voice of a dove and the love of an angel. Jack nodded and placed the tablecloth on the old wooden table, then he began to place all the silverware neatly. He was careful with every utensil, because father would spank him if something was out of place. Jack's sisters came downstairs shortly after and began to pick fresh potatoes and carrots from the garden in the yard. Thankfully, this year was plentiful, even after the long draught in May. As breakfast passed by, Jack grew worrisome and prepared for his father's demise. He knewJack: Part 1 in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
The BowThe clock has stuck twelve, my departure is now, I must bid you farewell, it's time for my bow.The Bow in Free Verse More Like This
My life is a show, the curtains now shredded, the stage collapsed, and the cast beheaded.
The crowd loudly shrieks and roars at my lines, they find them paltry and without "proper rhymes."
They cease to find beauty in my works of art, all their eyes see is a grievous heart.
And as I utter my final words, all falls silent and my soul swiftly bows.
AnorexiaSuch a frail being I am, witness my ribs bulge through my skin, I must prevent all the fattening meals or I shall become a massive sin.Anorexia in Free Verse More Like This
Gluttony is my tormentor, from it I run afar, to distant lands of emptiness, lands of thinness, lands of star.
Without meals they remain there, so content and filled with glee, I aim to travel to that land, far beyond the normal sea.
Though alas I am chained to suffer here, to eat processed and vile courses, I simply ask for a map of guidance, one to help me reach those sources.
This is My VoiceThis is my voiceThis is My Voice in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It wasn't my choice
I never learned to... be quiet.
Graves are only boxes
I'm not dead yet, but who's counting?
The clock is
Time doesn't exist-
I don't cut my wrist
I'm not pissed
But I'm sad.
I want to be a writer
But instead, I'm bitter
Down comes the rain,
pitter patter pitter
Against the window pane
I don't really know how to rhyme
But if I had a dime
For every time
I crumpled up a piece of paper,
I'd be rich.
But I'd have to give it all back for wasting trees.
You can't win against society
They don't get that people come in variety
Causing people anxiety over their body
And the way they look.
They bring out the book
I say, "What book?"
They say, "The bible."
Is it really that reliable?
Christians are undeniable
Better Left Unsaid.You'll be a lawyer-Better Left Unsaid. in Free Verse More Like This
I'll be a writer.
You'll probably make more money but-
At least we'll both be doing things we love.
And we'll live on a farm,
Just like you always wanted and...
I want to marry you-
I can't imagine myself with anyone else.
But you don't know that.
We'd both laugh if I told you.
So it's better left unsaid.
I can see us staying up late...
Watching kiddie movies and eating chocolate ice cream.
And having candle lit dates on our bedroom floor-
Taco Bell, of course.
And on winter evenings, we'll curl up on the couch...
With hot chocolate...
As I read aloud to you-
From a book of my choice, of course.
But you don't know this...
You'd think I was weird if I told you.
So it's better left unsaid.
And one day we'll pick out a huge chair.
A chair for cuddling.
And when I'm sad-
You'll hold me in our chair...
And we'll both stay real quiet,
Taking each other in.
And eventually we'll start to talk-
Quiet murmurs at first...
I'm afraidI'm afraidI'm afraid in Free Verse More Like This
I'm afraid of failure,
Seeing those ashamed looks on their faces,
Because I know I'm not good enough,
I'm afraid, very afraid,
I'm afraid of speaking my mind,
For I know that others will ruthlessly speak theirs,
And I know their words are going to hurt me,
But I won't have the heart to hurt them back,
I'm afraid, very afraid,
I'm afraid of the future,
Because I don't know where I shall be,
Or what I shall do,
I'm still trying to piece my puzzle together,
I'm afraid, very afraid,
I'm afraid of success,
For with this comes jealousy,
And with jealousy comes lust for hurt,
Nothing good can possibly come out of this,
I'm afraid, very afraid,
I'm afraid of love,
Of loving someone so much,
Only to find out he's not what you thought he was,
And the possibility of being used and thrown away,
I'm afraid, very afraid,
I'm afraid of many things,
But what can I do to get over my fears,
Before they permanently take over my life?
I'm lost, and...
I'm afraid, very afraid.
I Want to...I want to run away,I Want to... in Free Verse More Like This
Run away and leave everything and everyone behind me,
Just think of myself for once,
Not worrying about anything or anyone,
I want to be free,
I want to feel the wind in my face,
I want to feel the freshness of the air blowing through my hair,
I want to feel and embrace nature for it's true form,
Lying in the grass,
I would love to dig my fingers in the ground,
Feel the adrenaline racing through my veins as I scower the woods,
Feel the freedom of being alone and not restraint,
I want to rest,
No more pain, no more stress, no more worry,
I want to have fun doing the things I love without any pressure,
I want to enjoy myself,
I want to leave,
I want to be in a land far, far away, excluded from civilization,
Away from all the problems that come with humanity,
Away from all the constant conflicts,
I only wish there were such a place.
A New BeginningA New BeginningA New Beginning in Free Verse More Like This
No more voids to fill,
No more pain,
I finally feel complete,
I feel free and happy,
Like nothing in the world could possibly bring me down,
I have finally found what has been missing in me,
Something I've been searching for, trying desperately to find,
I have found confidence in myself and in my abilities,
And now I no longer have to slouch from all the weight on my shoulders,
For I can dismiss it proudly,
I feel ready to tackle any and all challenges that will be thrown at me,
I can't deny that I won't struggle,
But I'll have marvelous friends by my side to love and support me all the way through,
They are there through good times and bad times,
And I am honored to have them.
I feel proud of who I am and what I've become,
I no longer look at myself with disgust,
I no longer envy what others have and what I don't,
I am not only satisfied of myself but very proud,
And I feel like I can go a very long way,
This is a new beginning for me and I can't wait to see where it t
Fake SmileWhat is a smile?Fake Smile in Free Verse More Like This
The first thing many people would say is that it represents happiness.
But what if I told you it was the complete opposite.
How am I suppose to expect others to accept me if I can't even accept myself?
I struggle every day trying to hide all my flaws.
But it's only natural for everyone to have some.
The only thing I can do to make myself look better in the face of others is to smile.
What is this feeling burning deeply within my heart?
Is it jealousy, hate, sorrow, despair or all of them combined?
I feel like my soul is chained away somewhere, struggling to brake free.
And I can't seem to find happiness in my life.
I try to hide it with a smile, but only I know that it's not real.
What do I do if I have no hope for the future?
Everything I've ever believed in turned out to be a lie.
What's stopping me from going crazy?
All I can do is get my composure back and put my game face on.
My face cannot show any emotion,
So I shall smile once again and again, and again and the
LossLossLoss in Free Verse More Like This
I have never felt this way before,
Completely and utterly empty,
I feel like my heart has been torn to shreds,
Leaving nothing but broken shards just like a hurricane does,
This pain, is a pain that has been torturing me,
It has been taking over my body for the past few days,
Slowly stripping the life out of me,
Leaving nothing but a dark empty shell,
I never imagined it could hurt so much to lose you,
Especially since I barely even knew you,
You were a role model for everyone,
And it rips me apart to know you're gone,
I know you're in a better place,
But something inside me still wishes you were here,
It killed me when I saw a dead body for the first time,
And it just had to be yours,
Tears are continuously pouring down like rain,
Staining my face with sorrow,
I would repeatedly mechanically wipe them away,
But when will my gloomy days come to an end?
I just wish I could have seen you once more time,
Seen that beautiful and welcoming smile of yours,
Listen to your wonderful and c
Not Good EnoughNot good enough,Not Good Enough in Free Verse More Like This
That's how I always feel,
No matter how hard I try,
Or how good I succeed,
I will never be good enough.
Not good enough,
I'm constantly being compared to others,
Setting high standards for me,
Expecting me to attain and exceed expectations,
I will never be good enough,
Not good enough,
They always treat me differently,
Rarely in a good way,
They mock me for who I am and what I like to do,
I will never be good enough,
FireRage.Fire in Free Verse More Like This
It fuels a person.
Crawls under their skin,
Snaking its way into their every crevice.
Such a funny thing,
Rage can be.
It's the moment
For fight or flight.
Some get flustered
And run away.
Oh the others...
They choose to kill.
It's as simple as that.
It's like rage.
But unlike fire,
Rage can never be the light
In the darkness.
It can never sooth,
And comfort with warmth.
Rage just destroys.
Just like you will too
DarknessI want it.Darkness in Free Verse More Like This
I know I need it.
But I tell myself no.
If I get it,
It will be for the better.
If I don't...
I want it.
But I don't think I can.
Not because I'm afraid of judgement.
Not because I'm afraid of what will happen.
Because I'm afraid of myself.
I've been so broken
All these years.
And I've mended myself as best I could,
With very little help,
None mostly actually.
The day it began,
Part of me died.
The day it began,
A new part was born.
The dead part
And current part
Come and go.
When the dead part revives,
I miss the current part.
I grow frustrated
and I can't get past anything.
I feel normal.
When the current part returns,
I miss the dead part.
I cry and scream.
Loosing ItI can feel it.Loosing It in Free Verse More Like This
It's already happening.
Not this fast.
It's tearing me apart.
Ripping at me,
Laughing and taunting,
Snipping at my ankles,
And telling me run.
There's no where to run,
No where to hide.
It's coming for me.
But I don't know what it is.
How can I beat it?
How can I out run it?
It seems as if all I can do is survive.
Can I even win?
Is that even an option?
Put the walls up.
Push it all away.
Trust no one.
That's what I must do.
That's how I must beat it.
That's how I will beat this insanity.
That's enough paranoia for today,
I tell myself,
But no matter how hard I try,
I find myself flinching at every movement,
At every noise,
At every thought.
SilenceScreaming.Silence in Free Verse More Like This
Screaming and crying.
That's all I ever seem to hear.
That or the fast rantings of paranoia.
It's never silent.
All these thoughts.
All of these...
You're not really alone.
You're not really about to die.
You're not really...
No you are.
And then there it is.
And the crying.
It's never silent.
Not in this place.
This place where the sane never go.
This place where there is only insanity.
PrisonThere is no where to turn.Prison in Free Verse More Like This
There is no where to go.
So I sit here alone
And hide in the open.
They never see.
They never learn.
They don't see me
But I see them.
There's a torrent inside me,
Raging and breaking my barricades.
It broke awhile ago
But I built it back up.
It's about to break again.
This torrent is red,
Lined with darkness and shadows.
I veil the barricades in happiness.
Sickly sweet and feigned happiness.
I'm concerned with it breaking,
But I have better things to do
Than worry about my health.
AnswersWhy?Answers in Free Verse More Like This
It's the biggest question I ask,
But I only ask myself.
I don't know.
I may be smart.
Or at least seem smart.
Everyone asks me for what they don't know,
What they can't solve.
Why me though?
Of all that I know,
Myself is not one.
I could look at you,
Tell you what many couldn't.
But I look at myself,
And I know next to nothing.
To many I am the answer.
I know all.
I know their answers
Before they do.
I'm clever apparently,
But it's just...
What is it?
I look at myself in the mirror,
But I do not see a person.
I see a person's mind,
My conscious and secrets?
I'll tell you now.
My absolute need for human interaction.
The yearning attention-seeker hidden within.
Maybe that is why I'm writing this.
But all in all,
In the end,
All I am,
All I will ever will be,
Is a scared child.
A lonely, scared child.
My dwindling sanity.
The over-whelming outside.
Asking me what they can't answ