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fear.i. i'm not afraidMore Like This
of falling; landing face down
and scraping my face on cement
or falling down and tasting mud
and having to crawl, crawl, until i find
a way back up.
i'm just afraid
that i'll never fly.
ii. sometimes i worry
about 'what if i break?' and
'what if no one can put me back
together?' and 'what if
there's no fixing broken people?'
and then i worry
about the
'what if i'm already broken?'
and it scares me.
it scares me.
iii. sometimes, i'll look
inside myself. sometimes, i never
see anything. and i want to grab a shovel
and scrape, scrape, scrape at
the top layers and maybe there's something
underneath, may
Why Why WhyI feel lonelyMore Like This
Only lonely
Inadequate
Unnecessary
I feel useless
I am pointless
I won't accomplish anything
What mark will I leave on the world?
Why do I exist?
Why, when I am useless?
So many deserve this more than I,
and they've died.
And I live on.
Oh, why?
Life is short.
Shorter for some
Than others.
Only one hundred years to live.
Five to give? Or more?
Why do the young die before they even live?
Why do the old live on?
When elders no longer look forward--
Their future nothing but death--
They look back to the young,
Who look forward.
That's all the old have to look forward to:
It's their young who grow olde
Sorry I'm A ManSorry I'm A Man:More Like This
He stands there naked
A blank-faced label
No features
No face
He is not an individual
He is exactly what you make him to be
The product of your misguided hate
The product of your personal prejudice
Caught blind and shackled
Voice stripped and throat cut
On knees and hands
He crawls beneath a slanderous hail
"Let they who are without sin, be the first to cast a stone"
Then you must all be innocent, unblackened and pure
Instead what I see
Is not angel wings and a white halo
Instead what I see
Is your silent profanity
Twisted obscene mask of humanity
Beneath the righteous sword of a figure of justice
Lies a
9. CutPlease stop.More Like This
Those scars on your arms,
I hate them.
They reflect so much pain.
I love you.
You're not alone.
Please.
Heal.
I want to do it
But I'm too scared,
Too paranoid.
Does that make me worse
Than just being able to do it?
Is my anxiety too much?
I can't feel much.
That's why my fingers and lips
Always bleed,
Always hurt,
But there's no scars.
Am I a fake?
Please.
Get better.
Please.
So I can stop
Feeling guilty.
Please.
So that I can stop
Wanting to do it myself.
Please.
Stop hurting yourself.
It reminds me of
Everything bad.
It hurts me.
Please...
No More...Please no more...More Like This
just make it all stop!!
I'm so tired, so tired...
I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't focus.
Please,
no more...
I'm tired of all these deaths around me,
all these suicides around me...
My best friend,
GONE...
FOREVER GONE.
Please,
NO MORE...
I miss you.
I loved you like a sister!
I don't know how,
I don't know why,
but nevertheless, you're gone.
Forever gone from my life...
I can't sleep.
Scary images come into my mind,
my mind in pure chaos!
Her hanging herself, her bleeding to death, her shooting herself...
Wondering how she ended her life.
How she forever left my side.
I can't eat.
The food taste
Am I Alive?"Am I Alive?"More Like This
They tell me I am a human being
Alive and possessing a mind, heart, and feelings
So why no matter how hard I try
I can not help but feel dead inside?
Always wishing I could undo the past
Always wishing for my happiness to last
To this day my heart keeps beating
Despite the pain which is never receding
Every morning I contemplate what lies before me
Every night I contemplate death and all its glory
And as I stare into empty spaces
I see the images of familiar faces
If the answer to my pain is to leave them alone
And to vanish into the great unknown
Then in my grave I shall rest with stains
From the violence and th
What is lifeWhat is lifeMore Like This
I've wondered for years.
Sharpening my knife,
recalling all my fears.
I know there will come a fight,
that i'll lose,
when i stay lost.
Need to find my way fast,
world has the best cast
to be my enemies,
but for me is the choice
who will be in the head part:
a loser and a faintheart,
or something more.
Now my knife is sharp,
It's time to chose
and time to be smart.
Time to forget the bruise,
time to want, not lose.
Life is chosing battles
and wanting to win is what matters.
Letting go is a way of death,
life is not taking that last breath.
(16.02.2012)
Pull Her Hair/Stare At The StarsThe ghosts have crashed their shipMore Like This
on the other side of town,
you can see it from the second floor
all the way over here.
You can see the white clouds
rising from the wreck
and a nova of heat, a big bright
nova of warmth pulling the moths and wolves
out from the woods (with their noses up and searching).
You can smell the yearning like bees
leaving the hive, like the grizzly brown bears
on the jagged white mountains (concrete and imposing).
They call it fear,
but I see these ghosts
scrambling up into the sky
and I like to think it's
something different entirely.
XXXXXEven now,More Like This
part of me
(my hands)
want to
pull out
that glass
she lodged
in her neck.
Pull it out
and drop it
into pieces,
or keep it
in the back seat
of my car.
Where it can
lay a while
and stare at me.
Part of me
(my chest)
is not afraid
of demons.
It is far less
dangerous
than girls with
haphazard knives
and other
monsters.
DryingThere is a book of matchesMore Like This
on my floor here,
somewhere behind the
shelves of paper and wires
coiled in the corners.
And it always smells a little bit
like smoke and ink in here
especially when I open the window;
put myself on display
for a street where
only strangers walk by.
I am an old, tired zoo animal
and the kids don't even tap
on my glass anymore.
I Like To Play With SkinI Like To Play With Skin:More Like This
Breathe -
My dear friends and watch,
As the feeling of life itself
Crumbles beneath each ounce of pain.
Needles slowly piercing into the body,
Paralyzing nerves and expressions.
A mask of pure horror; living terror,
Kept alive on the barest limit of the border.
Such tempting features,
Leave me eager to slip a knife beneath flesh.
Ripping soft layers of epidermal mache,
Tanned and dried, woven slowly into a loving mask.
And with my latest acquisition complete,
Only twenty spaces remain...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 28th April 2013
If you give in, they winIf you give in, they win:More Like This
There ain't no one in the world who can decide your limit,
Cause if you're playing this game, then you're playin' to win it.
I don't believe in the words of the hopeless and dry;
These wings are born full of freedom and they're achin' to fly.
I don't care if the world gives me scars on my back,
Cause I will wear them with pride over a suit that is black.
I am the heaven and the hell and I'll make you believe it;
I am an angel and a demon and I swear that you'll feel it.
Cause I ain't never gonna give in - never say die.
Until the moment that I am ash I will always have tried.
Until the very last minute, when th
GaspThere was noMore Like This
life in
danger, but
she pressed her
lips to his
and breathed
into him
all the
same.
Smoke Breakwe sit togetherMore Like This
outside
at a red, metal table
on the side of the building
beneath the trees
and we're sharing a lighter
passed to me from your shaking fingers
as you inhale
and I mirror you
one deep breath
your lips pulling long on the filter
and I wonder
watching your laughter
curl into the lamplight
what would happen
if I leaned in close
to share your smoke
and trade you mine.
Remember Your DuesRemember Your Dues:More Like This
You think you can forget it;
As soon as you forget it,
Believe you will regret it,
Relieved of all your credit.
Your honour and your lifestyle,
Curled around my knife while-
You sit and play your games,
Thinking everything's the same.
But I'm watching and I'm waiting;
This patience suffocating,
But it's worth the while I'm waiting
For this hatred I am facing.
You thought it was forever,
And so you did endeavour;
To pretend the chains and ties,
That bind you; they have died.
But the fact is you have lied;
Forgotten where you're tied.
The markings on your side,
Remember why you hide!
But its too late for apologies;
The
I Love You, In A WayI love you in a way that keepsMore Like This
Me from sleeping at night,
In a way that crushes my heart
Whenever I see her.
It makes it hard for me to write anything
Because I love you and
Hate you all at the same time,
And all I’m doing is confusing everyone.
I want you to love me
All night long just one time,
And I want you to make me not
Regret it the very next day.
I want to throw my arms around
You whenever I see you,
And remember what it was
Like to feel cared for.
Your bed isn’t comfortable anymore,
Nor is your body,
But you still give me the best
Sleep I’ve ever had.
I hope someday I will be younger,
And that I will be out
Twinkle StarTwinkle twinkle little starMore Like This
Noone cares just who you are
When you fall the fall is far
Twinkle twinkle superstar.
UneditedWe cry.More Like This
We scream.
We fight for our dream.
We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.
The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.
The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.
So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?
Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?
Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.
Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"
MonstrumI feel, displeased as theseMore Like This
seeds, sprout within me.
Skin peels, mystery,
revealed for all to see.
Unhealed, the alchemy, botany,
potion of lies.
I can't hide undercovers,
from these monsters inside.
False messiah, infernus fires,
optometry of misguided eyes.
I am the seducer, the Medusa,
one look leaves you paralyzed.
Twisted psychology, sadistic philosophy,
these brittle ribs I pry.
Masochistic black-heart, grew in the dark,
of this very soul of mine.
Entwined, in a bind,
where heaven-hell coincides.
I feel conflicted, jurisdiction,
two ram-horns collide.
Why are you surprised at this demon that you find?
You, made me who
Eternal SleepA sirens song,More Like This
Calls my name,
Sorrowful and beautiful,
Filled with pain,
The call of death,
Promises of peace,
An eternal one,
Of endless sleep.
Her open arms,
Hold me close,
As the coldness
Of death takes hold
Numbing and frozen
As the pain eases away
I close my eyes
And with my last breath
Say your name....
DepressionI feel itMore Like This
clawing at my skin
digging at my veins
it's everywhere
underneath the fabric of my nails
my skin crawling as its canvas
the teeth gnawing at my legs
I am a sinking ship (by my own destruction)
cast away the life boats
but will always
be stuck out at sea
so lonely but has many friends
so unhappy all I am are scars
numb to affection
except to the feelings that kill me
I am breaking
I'm so sorryMomDadIanmyself
Creeping WaveI can hear your thoughts,More Like This
the electronic stutter-static-speech
of a dying radio signal
drifting through the copper coil
of my brain.
At night,
your wireless whispers
reverberate through the ether
as the stars
rise up in silver dust defiance
like lantern fish
surfacing in the blackness
of the midnight pacific.
I breathe the dark ink
of your soundless scrawls
and feel the tingle
of your deep frequency
like a missing limb,
a phantom ache
throbbing throughout my entirety.
The hushed hum
of your melodious murmurs
drip slowly
from the needle of your tongue
against my ear
and every sound
is scratched into my skin
until every inch
and every coursi
Heartless?Heartless?More Like This
Just ‘cause I don’t have much empathy
doesn't mean I ain't got a heart.
I wish you’d understand that
discover that,
think about that, anything really.
I don’t care how you come across it
I just wish you’d stop ignoring it,
notice that I too just like you have a heart.
It can be crushed into nothing
just like you say yours can.
It can be broken and almost
impossible to repair
just like yours can.
It can make me feel like nothing,
make me feel so many horrible things
that I feel nothing at all.
Just like yours can.
It takes a lot to do this.
For me anyways, I don’t know about your
constant content heart.
For me it takes a lot of the same thing.
You somehow discovered this simple yet very
meaningful thing that can rip my heart into shreds,
over and over again.
I resent you for this but at the same time
I congratulate you.
You have discovered my one weakness,
a
My Foe and FriendThere is something there inside of me that’s been with me since my younger days.More Like This
He’s buried deep inside my mind and within is where He stays.
He takes control and makes me think of thing’s I’d rather not.
He crushes me with guilt when I have failed the things I’ve sought.
Just like a Captain at the helm he steers me here and there.
He drives me to the edge and pushes farther than I can bare.
He fires me up and brings me down when interest I have lost.
He hurts me and the ones I love and doesn’t mind the cost.
Within my dreams in slumber sweet, He pushes into day.
When everyone else carries on, dre
artesian pressurechlorine burns in her mechanical lungsMore Like This
rust -
iron oxide and mars
roman god of war
launching javelins
straight to her
bare ly - beat ing
heart
marching to the
fa
ding
sounds
of a
cav
alry drum
salty whispers fade on her skin, her
screams drowned out by the
burn
of despair and
im
possible
expectations
she sinks
d
e
e
p
e
r
into the illusion of s a n i t y
screaming broken pleas of
save me save me saveme saveme savemesavemesa-
she was never good at swimming--
A throne in HellMore Like This
my throne is a hell
I am the wife of a bloodthirsty killer
I am object of a monster
my throne is a hell
my dreams have disappeared
the power of evil has devastated my life
The Crying DragonThe Crying DragonMore Like This
A powerful dragon is sad.
Sad because she is alone with
no one to love.
No one to be with.
No one to share her life with.
With no one to love her.
So she will cry until there is someone
to love her.
RealityWhat a dream to be who you have in your mind,More Like This
What a dream to never worry about a thing, to always be kind.
What a nightmare to see who you'll never be,
What a nightmare to open your eyes, but never see.
Dream...Nightmare...Dream...Nightmare
Oh, who are we kidding? It's freaking reality.
Daddy DearestBeing in your position while I grew,More Like This
I want to know, were you afraid, are you afraid,
When you held me as I cried tears so new?
You were there, but then you were gone, and in your leave I prayed
I wanted my Daddy there, a solid presence, not a specter fleeting, flickering out.
Daddy dearest, did I do some wrong?
You said you wanted to be a part of my life
Yet, when I see you, you’re nothing more than an empty face in a peopled throng.
I love you so, and always will, I’ll forget all the pain you caused, mental strife.
But where are you now?
All the months I try to open the lines of communication
Where did you go? Why have you u
CinereoGray wallsMore Like This
And a gray ceiling
Surround me.
I am bound to my chair,
And the clock
Ticks, a tempo set
To the beating
Of a weary heart.
As One (Collaborative Poem)She lays her head upon my chest.More Like This
I hold her close and let her rest.
My SorrowThese pages I write-More Like This
In words of cold sorrow.
I want to die tonight-
Yet live to hold tomorrow.
The GreatsI remember when a great man said, "I have a Dream."More Like This
I remember when the starving man, refused to ever eat.
I remember the women on her throne, refused to give up her seat.
I remember the ding, inside that ring, a man no one could beat.
I remember that man, unshackled sore hands, from the south's harsh demands.
I remember the hour, crippled British power, a man who birthed a new land.
I remember the Teddy-Bear, that sailed our fleets to Japan.
I remember the poet, who created the sonnet, ink were his tears.
I remember the date, a new style of paint, when he cut off his own ear.
I remember you, a generation anew.
All the feats, you ca
Nuestro AmorNo sé qué es lo que me está pasandoMore Like This
Ya van dos años y en ti sigo pensando
Aun no puedo imponerme a este dolor
Tantos tragos tan amargos
Y no le quitan a mi pecho este ardor
Ya van tantas noches largas
Donde no puedo dormir
Yo ya sé que te he perdido
Pero es algo que nunca podré admitir
Tendré que seguir fingiendo
que puedo vivir sin ti
Aunque me duela admitirlo
Tu si has podido vivir sin mí
Nuestro amor fue como un arbusto de Rosas
Hubo más espinas que hubo cosas hermosas
Poco a poco nació un jardín de llanto
Fue puro sufrimiento
Y los dos aguantamos tanto
Porque
leaves of lifelook at me,More Like This
so strong and bright,
sitting here safely in my spot,
upon the place ive been given.
the cold is cooming,
we can all feel it,
the mother stopped nursing us,
we all turn color,
i see my friends fall,
and soon its my turn,
for i am their color too,
the mother makes us fall,
from our branches,
telling us one thing,
"i need the nutrients myself",
but i dont mind,
ive served her with my life,
knowing she will survive another year,
standing tall as a tree.
The Origin of Authentic Love LettersYou told meMore Like This
as you sat at my grave
that you would never forget the day
that my last love letter jumped out of your hand
and ran away.
You were reading it in the streets of August
as an angry wind rushed by
and tore the paper out of your hand
and it had animated itself,
tumbled down the street
by the tips of its aged corners,
cartwheeling passionately away
from you.
You told me you chased after it
until the end of the street
when God decided to suck it up
into the blanket of the skies
forever.
You wrote a new one,
you told me
but it would never be the same
as the original.
Summer RainIn the middle of a summer,More Like This
The usual blue sky turned to gray.
Countless teardrops started to fall,
Cold wind started blowing,
The thunder was roaring.
I tried to remember it all,
For it only happened one day,
In the middle of a summer.
Little Bitter BoyHow many mornings, cobweb whiteMore Like This
Have been spent on thoughts of you?
How many nights, coal dust dark
Have I cursed and cried o'er your name?
Words fail me, a fallow mind
Now foul and horse-heavy and dull.
No reason gave you, no trial, no jury
Only judge and scales and sword
You and I blind! That sword
Has hacked and doused dreams, hanged hopes
And put paid with pity all joy I held.
Not held! Borrowed from you! And dragged
Like a weed root, up and away and burned
Black with cruel hands!.
GenesisI awaken. I am one and WE are threeMore Like This
And I have seen the unspeakable nothing
Before WE founded the firmament.
I have always been established and I shall ever be.
Let US sail among the silent stars
And see the free hanging, free falling stars
And churn the celestial sea.
Let US for our long born purpose
Establish a light among the dust
To be our eye and rule for US
The day as the planets swirl and rust
Red clouds clutter up their skies
And the new world settles as Adam opens up his eyes.
And thus was the earth formed from the burning
Roilling gases and fragments of two dead worlds
And curls of poison burned the skies for time
T
A Hymn for Two LoversOh what a sight!More Like This
Ah! What a sight to see!
Two lovers lying in the couch
Or waltz-walking in the street.
Who am I to stop and greet
And distract the union from itself?
To show what their love means to me?
Sitting here beside the pair
While their breath steams the air
My soul's sole desire
Is to catch the smiles he throws away.
To catch hold of that fire
And to catch it today!
I swear unto the Christ
I would pay any price
Be it meager or grand
To hold a girl's hand
Like he clutches hers!
I'd take a scourging rod
To see them with God
United right there!
In all the fires of this land
I would forever gladly stand
To be their best man!
And to be
#401#401 was the next house;More Like This
the one with gardenias,
parrot trees and rohiras,
and the music of the thudding,
every night at one; softly,
subserviently, without cease.
I never did tell my parents
of that monotone midnight opera;
the slight shrieks, the damnation
and the words that lost themselves
in plaster spoke an exotic tongue
in tiny trebles and tinctures
in the theatre of my mind.
Fifteen years on, at Papa Rooz;
the frothing pitchers sweating beer,
unshelled peanuts, salted crackers;
a long dead revival of OMD,
and a round of Chinese whisper
revealed love was an analgesic
that knew nothing of daddy's belt
or mama's crims
The Mourning DoveMore Like This
The ravens had gathered overhead.
Their circle of darkness loomed above.
Their cries were those of ones long dead.
The night hath murdered the mourning dove.
In the cover of night the birds of black flew,
Hovering and waiting just below the sky.
They hung above my frame as if they knew,
What was to happen and who was to die.
Like Democles' Sword their taunts hung.
Their feathers like a cloak sewn of shadow.
My last rites they left unsung.
Devil's eyes hallowed but hollow.
From bloodless beaks they screamed,
With cries of souls being devoured.
From this I knew it was not dreamed,
The wings of death had around me towered.
Neither daemons no
SoraiyaSoraiya,More Like This
of sky blue and clouds white.
Not the prettiest rose,
nor Turkish Delight.
...Soraiya.
Girl of clear brows
and eyes of bright stars;
not one in mundane realm
can hope to
compare
with you of the blue skyline
and exotic air.
...Soraiya.
Plain and simple
yet hiding a charm.
Your kindness
an elixir
that eschews all harm.
You of tender skin
pierce through the souls
of men and
brutes
for you speak only truth.
...Soraiya.
Your name meaning
"open sky"
truly rings through.
For you of tender heart
and soul,
only heaven imbues.
...Soraiya.
If I am allowed,
to express a thought,
then let my words be
uttered.
And let my ideas flow
t
I Have Always Loved WinterI have always loved winterMore Like This
With its caressing touch of icy-bright fingers
That stroke past my flesh with a tingle that lingers
A crystalline splinter
I have always loved winter
She was constantly cold
Her skin was of porcelain, her hands were of snow
And timidly soft into my hands they’d go
But her lips were more bold
She was constantly cold
Like embers her kisses
That latched onto mine like a coal hotly dropping
Down fast onto ice sheets without sign of stopping
And sputters and hisses
Like embers her kisses
But I liked the cold best
That bit of her most like a clear, frozen shard
And it pleased me to see her grow palli
You Left Me StrongerYou Left Me Stronger: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 l
I'd Be Pretty If I'd Just...I'd be pretty if I'd just smileMore Like This
If I'd cut my hair a certain way
And cover myself up in that chemical crap you call make-up
But did you ever think that just maybe...
I don't wanna be pretty
That I just wanna be me
Who cares if no one ever calls me beautiful
Who cares if I'm never asked to dance
Hell I don't even know how to dance anyway
I don't care how the world sees me
I only care how I see me
And I think there's nothing wrong with the girl in the mirror
Sure she doesn't smile much but that's cause she's going through hell
Her face may look plain without any make-up
But that's just the way I like it
An old pair
HysteriaMoon sliver arms raisedMore Like This
to the eventide sky,
hysteria dripping like wine
like a prayer, slipping —
hallowed lips no longer, and
the weight of every loss
and ticking clocks
cracking dappled ground.
Ode to a stalkerI didn't know you caredMore Like This
In a way you flatter me
You have my schedule down
Is that a mold of my key?
I didn't mean to scream
It's just I didn't know
that you were waiting for me
Uh... could you plaese let me go.
It's not that I don't like you
you or your gun
It's just I left the stove on
and I've really got to run
your apartment is so lovely
with all the pictures that you keep
every one of me...
No, it's the dedication that makes me weep
how did you get a place like this
so close to the shore
and such a lovely view
Wha- I'm not heading towards the door.
Hey aren't you thirsty?
Isn't ther something you can do
that
Ocean Crashing waves Cool watOceanMore Like This
Crashing waves
Cool water
Salty air
Tranquil seagulls
Stinging salt
Peaceful ocean.
The reason why I love youI like your smileMore Like This
I like your vibe
I like the way your such a star
The way we playd
The way we faught
It keeps us strong
The reason why I care
The reason why I love you
I love you is you
I like the way
We misbehave
when we get wasted
The way you steal my snacks
The way you disagree with me
Is the reason why I love you
I love you becouse you been there
Been there for my darkest hour
And been for my lightest sober
Woken me up after a night long party
The reason why I love you is the all the things we been thrue
Will You Marry MeYour face is smoothMore Like This
like the edge of a freshly wiped blade
Your skin is warm
like teardrops in a steel morgue
Your hands are soft
like linen sheets over pale, cool remains
Your hair falls to your shoulders
with the accuracy of a weighty noose
Your stride is as confident
as a blood-spattered Gladiator
Your legs send my heart
into a state of hysteria
I Was On A CloudI was the boy who remained silentMore Like This
Through those weeks, months and years
Watching the tide begin to rise
From all of your fallen tears
A tide of insecurity
That in time became so deep
It would set about draining you
Of all the secrets that you keep
I was the boy who remained mute
I watched your life unfold from above
As you were shattered with pain
And given false hope with love
So many times I was tempted
To come and heal my angels pain
But up above in the blue sky
For now at least I would remain
I was the boy who stayed silent
A hush so deafeningly loud
You were never alone though
Princess, I was on a cloud
I watched as a
He Smiles Without A MouthMore Like This
He always watches, but he has no eyes.
He laughs behind you, but he cannot speak.
He follows you everywhere you go, but he does not walk.
He always smiles, but he has no mouth.
He stands a great height, but he is given no advantage.
He is in the back yard, but he does not announce himself.
He is known as the slender man, but he has no name.
Fat GirlI am the girl with the pretty faceMore Like This
Who 'could be so beautiful'
I had to develop a personality
Had to become funny and likeable
Had to perfect the art of the one-minute introduction
And I am not lovely
I am personable
I am not the ingénue
I am the character actress
I will say "yes."
That is what separates us from the pack.
We will say "yes."
And we will make jokes at our own expense
We will learn to laugh when someone pokes our belly
We will flirt without fear
Because we've already been shot down so many times
That what is one more rejection?
We will live life like others cannot
Full of reckless abandon
And joy and fun
Exiled Together"Exiled Together"More Like This
He slept with both eyes open
As the maiden near him cried
Under covers tightly woven
They knew tomorrow would be goodbye
He gave her all he had
But soon she'd have to go
Leaving him very sad
And possibly quite alone
She could have been pelted
By stones from those arms
Who would rather see her swelter
Under fire by a barn
Every time they tried
To torture her to death
This man would come around
And defend her one last breath
But now she would be cast
Into the morning's rising sun
I can't say I know for sure
What exactly she had done
Was she deemed a witch?
A fugitive? A traitor?
Was she the town's snitch
FaithI love your belief in God.More Like This
Not because it matches mine.
Because it makes you even more beautiful to me.
You are the dream I always wanted, but never had.
(God likes to surprise me. Well, consider me surprised.)
It makes me want to sleep every single night by your side.
I want to wrap my prayers around you.
I want to press my lips to the segments of your body.
If you asked, I would rest my head besides yours
and dream your nightmares for you.
(You shudder in your sleep. I don't think you know.)
In faith, I'll be your dreamcatcher.
In dreams, let me wis
AnonymousI am the girl who hides between moth eaten paper backsMore Like This
And slips into bookstores and devours leather bound spines
I am chloroform lips bitten down, red and rosy
Ink stained finger tips that fold book pages between my pupils
I'm the girl who drowns herself in coffee and cough drops
While remaining curled between Tennyson and Steinbeck
Wasting days wondering why grass is green
And how it can be greener for others and not I
Then I realized its all artificial food colouring
And polystyrene picket fences
Sticky notes yellowed at the edges reminding myself how to smile
I've pasted them on my skin in makeshift paper Mache armour
But l
GuiltLowering your gaze,More Like This
Avoids recognition.
Hands in pockets,
Smudges fingerprints.
Not speaking a word,
Locks in dark thoughts.
Walking away,
Won't get you caught.
Water and soap,
Sends blood down the drain.
Cleaning up evidence,
Erases the memories.
Burying the body,
Quiets the soul.
Obituaries,
Mean its all over.
Curling in corners,
Keeps you hidden.
Stabbing yourself,
Makes up for what you did.
And you're reborn anew,
Yesterday's a street behind.
You can travel an open dirt road,
To smiling faces and brighter places.
You think you're so damn clever,
But I know what you did.
I'm the leech sucking your blood,
And spit
Tea with the RabbitTea with the rabbit todayMore Like This
just the same as every day,
every single day and every single night.
And when he danced and sang
I could not join in merriment
for the ropes that bound did not budge
"Merry Unbirthday!"
He would scream and cry while sipping tea,
and I would laugh while hiding tears.
He said he was late,
for what I know naught,
but he did not leave my nightmare.
“The Queen of Hearts is evil!”
And I agreed blindly. Yet I could not help
but wonder if she was really the evil one.
Dormouse, his friend of valiant honor,
rammed his sword into my thigh
and grinned when I wept and bled.
And my one and only friend sat across
Forget me notLife has become a dead weight;More Like This
What is Love? When all is Hate.
What once was a peaceful dream so
Lucid, so daring, so bold!
Now but remnants of a past-to-be-forgotten, I’m told.
As a child, I knew not of you,
What was false, or on the other hand, true
As eyes turn on me, cold,
You alone take me in your arms and hold
On to what is left of a little girl who never made it out
Of that dream to be forgotten.
I thought things were forever
Dare I say anything could die, for that was never.
But life is a funny thing, you know?
You believe so strongly in Now that when you look back..
Now was only Then and then you thought things were perfect
But as it passed, your view collapses. It shatters. Like a cracked window,
The view you saw, now distorted. Contorted. Deformed. Horrific.
I still believe in you. Even though all that has come to past has been nothing but true
And true it is, true with all the evil life could do
Though I look at you now, through seemingly flawless
IndependentMore Like This
The sun was headed down towards the horizon, its bright light shining down onto a single road. Forest and trees were alongside the road, a few birds could be seen in the trees; chirping happily and living their lives. The road led into a small town, but before it reached that town, there was a small building next to it.
This building was single story, and had a large front and back yard. Small playground equipment was displayed out in both of them. It seemed like a nice little place, maybe a daycare or something like that. But upon closer inspection, it was not as enjoyable as it had seemed.
It was an old, abandoned building. The paint w
Proxy PledgeI am a Proxy.More Like This
I live only to serve.
You are my Master.
I will fight and die for you.
I am willing to accept
that my normal life is over.
I know that I cannot
return to how I was.
I will accept
any mission without question.
I will complete
any mission without fail.
I will accept my partner
no mater who he is.
I will not question
why I have been given one.
I cannot question.
I will not disobey.
I am aware that I can be replaced.
I do not expect kind treatment from my master.
I am not human, nor am I a demon.
I am a Proxy.
And I'm here to serve you.
Yes, I am a teenage girl Yes, I am a teenage girlMore Like This
No, I don't squeal over One Direction
No, I don't wear mini skirts
No, I don't curl my hair everyday
No, I don't need my phone 24/7
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I prefer Edward Scissorhands over Edward Cullen
Yes, I like violent video games
Yes, I like action movies
Yes, I listen to Rock
Yes, I am a teenage girl
No, I don't draw hearts all over my homework
No, I don't spend 20 minutes trying to make myself resemble a porcelain doll
No, I'm not afraid to cry
No, I don't party every weekend
Yes, I am a teenage girl
Yes, I hate reality shows
Yes, my hair is short and messy
Yes, I'd rather walk in the woods
Yes, I a
I Feel Your AbsenceWe will not be sharing a kiss tonightMore Like This
And no one else’s lips will ever do
Patience is a virtue, not a hindrance
It will be a pleasure waiting for you
Though I’m in love with your body and soul
And dream of a shared passion between us
I’ll wait to hear your body sing my name
There can indeed be innocence in lust
Alas, I cannot dance with you tonight
As we find ourselves many miles apart
But still you dance around my cluttered mind
Quickstep to the beat of my hollow heart
Though I’m in love with your past and present
I shall slowly remove the hurt and hate
Replacing it with a loving future
In accordance with my belie
If you give in, they winIf you give in, they win:More Like This
There ain't no one in the world who can decide your limit,
Cause if you're playing this game, then you're playin' to win it.
I don't believe in the words of the hopeless and dry;
These wings are born full of freedom and they're achin' to fly.
I don't care if the world gives me scars on my back,
Cause I will wear them with pride over a suit that is black.
I am the heaven and the hell and I'll make you believe it;
I am an angel and a demon and I swear that you'll feel it.
Cause I ain't never gonna give in - never say die.
Until the moment that I am ash I will always have tried.
Until the very last minute, when th
Words for the Young BloodsWords for the Young Bloods:More Like This
To all my ninjas sittin' low on the street side,
I want you all to raise your head with pride.
Because I'm callin' out, for the youth to come together
And get those big wigs off the fuckin' power ladder.
You ready? Because we're going at it hard:
See I'm the kind of guy that they're all playin' with
A systematic crisis workin' in the way we live.
The big shots still sittin' and they growin' fat.
With young bloods starvin' just to get their life on track.
We take psychometric tests and make a passing grade,
But ain't no job cause the corporate head is gettin' paid.
And when they screwin' with the money, they ain
The feelings I can't expressTimes like this when I can’t find the rights words.More Like This
Times like this when I find myself crying.
As I have no way to express.
But this pencil twirling in my hand.
Sometimes I’ll make art, and proudly show it.
Sometimes I’ll make shit, and quickly destroy it.
With either I find they both seem to end in the same way.
With a simple message, strewed through long and tedious words.
That could be said much simpler, and probably has.
But still I say it, for it’s all I have.
Catch Me"Catch Me"More Like This
As I felt the breeze smack me; I knew this was finally it
I couldn't possibly survive; I knew I couldn't miss
I looked to the left of me; the shadow followed me down
I saw the shadow crying; it knew soon we'd hit the ground
I caught glimpse of reality; despite falling at great heights
By looking through the windows; at least ones that had the lights
I saw a person snorting drugs and a father yelling at his son
They had left their television running; I think the Yankees won
For not letting her go out, a girl screamed at her mom
And a little further down, a guy had made a bomb
The wind felt so nice, but I could not look away
Be
try to keep the smileno matter how much you suffer in life, no matter how many times you think that every thing is broken and lost forever, even if your family is falling apart and your friends seem to be going awat just to get lost, try to keep a smile in your face and face the future with joy.More Like This
The world is an very hard place to live even if you have your soul completely intact but if you have it whit wounds and scars it infinitly much harder, no one deserves to live with pain, so I always keep a smile in my face so people can't see what I have suffered and that way the world can be easier. And if someday you see a girl crying for her past, give her a smile, sh
Predator and PreyHe walked home with shackling eyesMore Like This
constraining all those too unwise
to slither like snakes after prey
but this time it’s their turn to pray
for though they conceal themselves well
they ignore tolling of the bell.
The bell that resounds loud to all
“The beast shall appear this nightfall!”
And so he twists and turns through bends
reaching his hut, so well he blends
with nature as if it adhered
to his likes and joy and despair
yet this time only whispers rose
for calamity was quite close.
The burglars slowly approached
the poor lonely farmers abode
Till now evening was at hand.
The farmer put on his wristband
“Tonight shall not be as foretold”
he thought feeling the need to stroll
he picked the lamp up and approached
his door when with a crash it broke!
And climbed in ten or twenty men
the farmer, surprised could not defend.
They grabbed him by his arms and limbs
twisting them, with their intents grim.
The lamp fell as the hut caught fire.
The farmer cried;
CuttingMy thighs were first.More Like This
Then my wrists.
And shoulders.
And fingers.
And feet.
Everything.
Ripped out at
the seams.
I ripped them out myself,
if only to avoid
giving others the pleasure.
I ripped them out hard,
if only to teach myself
a lesson:
I deserved it.
I ripped them out
and all the while
I sang to myself,
unable to cry
or scream
for fear
that
it would
make the
pain less real.
I joked about them.
I laughed about them.
I smiled about them,
calling myself
"the stupid emo kid"
and believing it was true.
It was true.
To me.
I deserved it.
I needed it.
I craved it.
I wanted it.
I breathed it.
I worshipped i
ReflectionMore Like This
Reflection
In the window...
In the ocean...
I see sorrow
I see confusion
I'll wake up tomorrow
And...forget my confessions
-
I regret every given sin
Replaying it all in my mind
Tattoos repent on my skin
They're serving a lifetime
Scars reveal past pain
And it's all mine
I see my eyes! / I fear my lies!
I scream inside! / I hide behind!
Tears won't fade! / Lost my faith!
I'm not okay! / It's too late!
I see through the cracks
Into my fallen reality
I put up a poor act
My transparent sanity
My soul finally snapped
Unleashed the real me
-
In the mirror...
In the destruction...
I see terror
I see justification
I'll wake up as an aven
Despair's DestinationUpon a lone pathMore Like This
Amongst these highways of doubt
A cold, bitter truth
I Only KnowThere are at leastMore Like This
thirty-seven thousand ways
to get from here to there.
here,
where your body fits
next to my body, your breaths
match my breaths; your
escape-
paradise, sanctuary, utopia-
surrounds my escape.
there,
where you and I are not
the same; where your edges
break against my smooth,
your rises coalesce with
my falls, your
d i s t a n c e s
clatter against my presence.
thirty-seven thousand ways
at least,
but I only know one.
I only know the way the thumping
of your heart leads to the pressing
of our lips-
I only know the here and there that
pales, insignificant
to
the you and me.
FallingI took a minute to look at the places we collide;More Like This
I counted back the seconds to the beginning of time.
That first breath, when you were in my lungs,
Our words stayed on our tongues.
I wanted so much, but to wonder;
I laid under these same stars with others.
The words have all been the same,
And their meaning was lost on the stage,
Where we acted out that last scene;
I fell for it and you fell for me.
I had a moment to keep just in case we collide;
I could wind back the seconds to the beginning of time.
That first kiss, when you were on my lips,
Our hearts never beat quite like this.
I needed so much, but to wander;
I've sung these same songs
*Reflections*In bevelled mirror there is a faceMore Like This
Reflected from an inner eye
Ponders endless questions of love
Love taken for granted passion can die.
Impossible, the thought seems overly loud
Feelings were nurtured with loving care
Treasured moments in book of time
Written on aether,script so fine.
Taken for granted passions embrace
Where two souls meet in perfect place
Words unnecessary hearts do speak
Lovers mute at passions peak.
Mirror reveals never conceals
How time invades all life
Reflected memories a story tell
Impossible to say a final farewell.
2013Delice1941
31st January 2013
Well...Well, you're not anorexic. So you must be fat.More Like This
A fat, ugly person.
Well, you fit in with the crowd. You must be a fake.
A fake wannabe.
Well, you're happy. What are you hiding?
You've got to be hiding something.
Well, you're sad. You must be emo.
An emo attention seeker.
Well, you're popular. So you must be a jerk.
Why would anyone like you in the first place?
Well, you're quiet. You must be a nobody.
Nobody at all.
Well, you're you.
What else could go wrong?
