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When it happened, I was very angry and I was also stunned.My wife filed for a divorce just because Donald Trump won.My wife is smart, sophisticated and she's also very pretty.
Some people were upset and they said it was unfair.George Bailey killed old man Potter and he went to the electric chair.George discovered that the eight thousand was stolen by Potter.
Disgust is all I feel as your smell wafts into me
You have no remorse this disgusts me more
I try to cover my nose but fail pathetically
Little Fire runs around
Energy fueling him
Like car-running
Petroleum
He races like an
Engine, desiring
To warm up the
Chilly weather
But the blizzard
Match my ire dear liar
Preach of a demise so dire
Grieve my soul's innate desire
Speak of kindness, light the fire
Maybe you think I can take it
But that’s just ‘cause you’ve never seen me break yet
In fact, all you’ve ever seen me do is fake it
You think that I’m okay but you’re mistaken, chasin’
I've never had my head spin and blank out so hard,Never tried to stay awake for nights,Because the darkness was absolutely terrifyng,The ones you trust become an unsure thing,
If my mother truly knew best,
then why is it that my father is here
and not her?
You keep telling me that I should trust in my mother,
BUT the second I do,
it gets thrown back in my face, ten-fold.
You ruined love for me,
Because you made me feel like I could finally have everything that I dreamed it could be.
You found me when I was in the darkest place,
You ruined love for me,
Because you made me feel like I could finally have everything that I dreamed it could be.
You found me when I was in the darkest place,
They know me by my anger, not by my heart
They know me by my pain, not by my soul
They know me oh so well they shatter my essence from the inside out
If she were a pot she’d be boiling to the rim.If her hair was her ego she could use a little trim.She should watch her words and make sure she doesn’t blurt,or else she knowsshe’s in for a world of hurt. If she were a balloon, she’d be overinflate
I’ve been annihilated
By all your
Countless cruelties
Patiently, painstakingly
Sewn into the circuits of my brain
Structurally, I’ll never be the same
Moment by moment I could only endure
1. Silent. Keep walking. This is not worth my attention.
-
2. I don't have the energy for this. If you're gonna try something, just do it, or leave me alone.
-
To me you’re the sun.
Now I know that sounds fun.
But it’s not in the way that you’d think.
Like waking up to your rays,
With them blinding my gaze,
A suitcase was left on my porch that was full of body parts.When I learned whose body it was, it really broke my heart.I burst into tears when I learned that it was my son.I hunted the killer down and shot him with my gun.
Tu te couches Manouche
Comme une mouche
Sans prendre ta douche
Très loin de moi
Où tu ressembles à une croix
[TW: SUBTLE ALLUSION TO SELF HARMING]
I'm not writing,
I'm carving into this paper like it was stone.
I'm carving,
I'm doing it on this paper so I don't do it all over my body,
All over my whole self.
"You seem like you're doing better,"
They say, with hesitation
-
On halfway-bad days I still feel it,
A screaming coal burning itself
Through the tissues of my lungs
-
"I'm definitely doing better,"
tremendous and snarling
the glinting of teeth
who once called you darling
now comes from beneath
the twisted endeavors
of a lover turned sour
like a fistful of feathers
I’m not angry at you
Ya know?
I might have been angry
Or sad
Or frustrated
Or some combination of that
Mixed with the feeling
of being utterly destroyed
But I was never angry at you
I've always been the kind of person
To dig a splinter out,
With my teeth, if I have to-
Instead of soaking it in water
And waiting for it came out on it's own.
-
Even if it made the pain worse at first,
Man... Can I Get A Witness... ?!?
Cos It Seems That Some People...
Just Do Not Know How To Mind Their Business... !!!
As If They Can See Through The Eye of MY Needle...
Needle As In My Resorting To Sin...
When It Comes To Responses...
I Rise ABOVE Nonsense That Most Heads Be Dropping... !!!
Because I Now Find That TOO Many Minds...
Have Become Inclined To Think That They’re Right Pretty Much ALL The Time... ?!?
That I shouldn't write my poetry about the curse I know as love?
Each time I have written a poem about a "Lover" that it goes to the stagnant waters; the same green grass or moss that has shattered me each time I jump from that bridge.
Ya Know ...
It’s On The Rise ... ANGRY Vibes ... !!!
Because of The Crimes of Modern Times ...
If we have life
If we have love
Our would be impeccable
No more lies
Only truth
Just me and you in this world
No more lies
No more anger
No more hatred
No more insecurities
Disgust is in disguise.
In the world's crust, it hides.
But it’s all on us, we normalize.
We adapt to pain to make chains.
And no change.
MAGIC CARPET RIDE
Come hear my heart
Let the sound take you away
Feel the melted kiss from yesterday....
Like a floating feather
On a magic carpet ride
Together
It all starts with a disagreement
A word that didn’t just sound right
You try to explain
Try to have them see your side of the story
Minds begin to brew
𝔜𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔞 𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔩𝔢
𝔉𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡
𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲'𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫
𝔄𝔫𝔡 ℑ 𝔴𝔢𝔭𝔱, 𝔣𝔬𝔯 ℑ 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱
𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔦𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔯𝔢
𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔬𝔥 𝔰𝔬 𝔯𝔬𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔫
Did you ever even care about my opinion?
If you didn’t know, I do have one
I think that you’re a selfish, apathic a-hole
And somedays I used to wonder if you even had a soul
See I'll...
ASSASSINATE Your Character If You Expose Vernacular ...
That Proves You SUCK ... WHAT Yuh Like Dracula ... !!!
Like Jeru’ I Will Damage Ya With Wordplay That's SPECTACULAR ... !!!!!
Remember that time you tried to hurt me?
That day when you put your hands on me?
That day when you took away what was once so precious?
What possessed you to rip away the soul of a child?
That kid was so innocent.
Are you so invested in the easment of your own internal quarrel
that you've gone so far as to project your disposition on the fate of others?
Have you thusly desposed of the morals taught by mothers?
That's Right My ANGER Yes... My ANGER... !!!!!!
Is PERFECTLY Fit For A... Poetic BANGER... !!!
You See My ANGER FEEDS...
Poetic Seams That Most CAN'T Believe... !!!
That's NOT EGO Peeps'... !!!
Turmoil,
It’s a-a-a word all too familiar to me
The turbulent soul with hair like wood grain
Sometimes
Sometimes it’s more orderly, less entropic
When the windeth blows, it's ev'r so cold
But nev'r as such within mine soul
F'r thoust claim'd I'm dark withineth
But I hast not commit'd sineth
Shall clouds rolleth in, I dear proclaim
Wolves howl on this silent night.
Singing out anguish to the moon.
Letting their fear and anger be known.
Raising their voices, letting their pain be known.
Ya Know I’m Sick of Them Talking Yeah Talking Bout’ WARRING … !!!
When Wars They Be Courting Are Weak Like … “ Steve Hawking “ … !!!!!
I pretended to sleep,
so you’d leave me alone.
But you didn’t leave me alone, at all.
And now
its a secret
I hold.
That pain that I felt in my chest yesterday
is in my gut today
And I don't know if it's the heartbreak
moving through my veins into other parts of me
or if it happens to be the alcohol
How the hell are you so blind?
Yes I'm the Devil in disguise
Ask the God you love so much
If I am worth his saving touch
Ask the spirits that I see
If they will ever, ever leave
***ADAPTED FROM ORIGINAL LYRICS WRITTEN BY ME***
I'll quarantine my heart
Keep it close but keep it far
From anyone
Who might say they love me
You should have been my cure
Your medicine was never pure
Okay It's Time To Say … " Hi " … !!!
To The … " Rhyming Bad Guy " … !!!!!
NO Bats or Gats or Violent Raps ... !!!!!
Just Poetic Words That CLEARLY HURT … !!!
Those Who Like Fables And Dishing Out Labels …
Ya Know These Days It Seems That Many Believe …
That They're Ready To See … " The KILLER in Me " … !?!
Now Why Would They REALLY Want To See …
ANGER That Swells … DEEP Inside of Me … ?!?
Raging sea, inside of me. Inside my mind I'll forever be. Anger turns to madness. Joy turns to sadness. I crumble and fall. I grasp and I claw; and yet, still I lose it all. I beg and I crawl. Please take this pain away, I plead.
you buried our relationship
six feet underground
you didn’t leave a single flower,
you didn’t even bother
with a fucking tombstone
all i was to you,
It's About THAT TIME ...
To Use STRAIGHT Rhymes To EXORCISE ...
What Rests Inside My ... ANGERED Mind ... !!!!!
A Mind That Tries To OPEN Eyes ...
of Those With Sight Whose Vision's ... "Blind" ... !!!
I don't want to carry this with me anymore
-
I want my body to die and take this trauma with it
-
Bury us in a shallow grave to rot away,
Until mold and insects and scavengers
Count 1 … Not guilty
Count 2 … Not guilty
Count 3 … Not guilty
Count 4 … Not guilty
Count 5 … Not guilty
My heart sinks like an anchor to the bottom of the sea.
No reaction can be shown,
I am made of memories
A collection of recollections bundled up inside a ball of anxiety and fear
Someone who wants nothing more than to forget what's wrong with them
So much so that the light that escapes cannot be caught
Traumatized
Shaking, Crying
not leaving home
because the nightmares keep following you
Keys in your fist
Pepper Spray in the other
I never was one for roller coasters,
I like my feet firmly on the ground, thanks.
But I’ve bought a ticket,
I’m going to ride,
so push your fucking mood swing higher.
Look, ma,
no hands.
Stuffy nose, pale raindrops. Bloody crotch with cotton swab remains. Breathe in his scent and cough out the weed.Tight smiles with longing glares...toothless grins with bold hazel eyes. I'm craving. He's beautiful to me, fucking beautiful.
I have been asked
"Why my poetry is so angry ?"
It's ANGRY ...
because of things I see !!!
BROKEN Families ... MTV ...
Men who live to make money
People who
just stare at me ?!?
That beautiful girl
Under the blossom tree
Reading her books
She never acknowledged me.
And in my mind
I knew she never would
And even though I wanted to,
I knew I never could.
“Silence” he commanded
As he slapped my frozen face
I need a meal for my stomach
I have not eaten in days
Or perhaps it has been longer
The world is dry and I wish to find an oasis,
I am delirious with thirst and the scorpion's poison looks like lemonade
I am trying not to turn to toxin
but the things I feel are tragic
I wish to have no part in them
How juvenile you most be to hold that which you hate so closely
You call me companion when, in your own mind, that word is synonymous with scum
You are the true "companion"
Rest in no less than peace
Me
By kaleena mojarro
I am alost for words for words
I have no muse
You did more then just break me
I am alost for words
Do you hear the storm coming?
feel the thunder shaking the ground?
can you see the lightning in the distance?
feel the wind weaving through your clothes?
can you hear the rain getting closer and louder and heavier?
There is sadness in these bones
Deep in the marrow of the house that is my body
I am a home to grief and anger
You cannot see it in my skin and in my flesh
But I flash my teeth and you finally recognize
These heavy hearted warriors
With medals on their wrists
These sadness stricken gladiators
The world can not resist.
They fight their daily battles
Small and innocent I may appear,
But when angry, I'm able to strike fear.
Rage isn't a righteous practice,
but for me it became a common habit.
I seem to loose all demeanor and control.
"REBMEMER."
Those are the 8 black letters tatooed on his chest.
The eight letters that are actually "REMEMBER" backwards,
So that every morning, when he wakes up on base,
"Boys don't cry"
Has been my recent state of mind
But I'm sure that it must be a lie
Because now I'm flooding on the inside
I am leaking from the outside
And I am plenty of a boy
***Trigger Warning***
“Boys will be boys”
“Let bygones be bygones”
“Forget about it”
“Get over it.”
I am an American citizen
Born and raised a southwestern Virginian
A member of the USA's dominion
Yet people are still of the opinion
i think about it all as i lay here on this sofa alone,doing my best to walk the right pathas i struggle to change my life,,,, so many claim i'll be there when ya needsomeone to talk to for support,but like many before now, where ya at?reminds me
They're sisters
for each other, but still bicker
Family that once was
Then the summer of 2012 comes around
An eleven-year-old girl
Before... I was a humble slave
Bowing before your wishes.
I attempted to craft myself to your pleasing
But it never lasted.
I'll cut you off. It'll be easy.
Like a wart from flesh, though not as fresh,
I relish the day that you confess,
As I step on stage, wearing the very same dress,
I wore that day when you professed,
What drugs made you think of me,
My helpful little helper bee?
The pollination of disease,
Upon your naked worm I feed,
I wish that I could free your soul,
My whirly, girly, rolly-poll,
I. DENIAL
They lie to me
and say that you are not here.
But the wind still blows,
the sky still blue, the grass green.
I will see you tomorrow.
II. ANGER
Dear mom,
I’m tired of your games,
Tired of you telling me that I will never make it.
You never know my true thoughts
And I refuse to share them with you,
“We need to talk.”
White bay windows overlook the block.
We always closed the blinds up here.
Keeps the neighbors from shock.
I ripped my heart from my chest, as I am apt to do;
"Do you believe in God?" Does "God" believe in you?
I wasn't raised a Catholic, but I know Baptists,
I can still hear it ringing in my ear
It’s been months now, but I still can’t shake the fear
Tears roll down my face
Thinking back on the time when I was all but safe
I still remember the stormy weather
I was afraid to be heard.
Afraid to be spoken to or with.
I was supposed to be the loudest in the room, and yet
I was the quietest.
I feared fear itself,
It feasted on my brain and my thoughts
I have no clue what I want to do in life.
My brain seems to attack things,
Nothing can survive my piercing gaze.
Everything I see is quickly judged and cast out upon a twisted world.
. . . right
away, you’ll see it’s difficult to find:
(That -- while it’s true, it’s only You able to see inside your, Mind, -- )
Lost thoughts often become begotten
My anger is not a star
Bursting with untamable fire
Stubbornly bright
When drowning in darkness
And boiling beneath the surface
To drive out the cold.
It's a double edged sword
The weapon
I am an angry woman.
No, I don't have picket signs
propped up in my garage
or a coarse voice,
from screaming.
I've never marched
down a street with proud sisters,
I envy their happiness
How they pull off those lies.
Wishing love
But truly dying inside.
Whenever they’re up close
It’s hard to focus on it sometimes
They way their greyness shows
I see death taking a toll on my shoulders
The darkness overflows and my flesh starts to feel colder
I can feel myself fade away
I notice that everything around me remains the same
Who are you?
I do not know you.
I do not know you vile ways,The way you take pleasure in wounding me so.
it’s not about being sensitive
it’s not about being a social justice warrior
it’s not about being PC
and no i’m not triggered
it’s about feeling safe
it’s about feeling comfortable
Nothing hurts more than realizing that as you stood,
Tears in your eyes,
Body trembling,
They stared coldly and lied to your face.
~awatr
Anger is my Fault.
Sadness is my Fault.
Emotions are my Fault.
Everything I lack is my Fault.
How one bad day,
Can spread,
Anger is my Fault.
Sadness is my Fault.
Emotions are my Fault.
Everything I lack is my Fault.
How one bad day,
Can spread,
I.
Every emotions we have has its colors
Others were basically there to brighten
Like happiness, always there to enlighten
She told me I had tiger’s eyes.
Fierce and bright and violent.
Usually, my eyes were soft.
Smooth like molten chocolate,
But in moments like these,
When disrespect runs rampant,
The anger flows strong, bitter,waves pummeling all in their path,winds, waters, sky all swelling, seethinginto unstoppable force, ready to mangle life,mutilate land, rupture lives.
As people, we’re always judgmental
Some of us pick on others
Until that person is dismantled
I hate that this is a dog eat dog world
Where is the positivity for the boys and girls?
Thus the Reaper picked up his tools,
He took to his hands the metals forged in blood,
He reached for the scythe with anger and wrath,
According to his oath he upheld his mantle.
Looking towards the foggy moors,
Teach me, love.
Anger envelops me, I never resist it.
This type of behavior will lead me to felonies.
Please stain my memories. Teach me forgiveness.
Your eyebrows pinch together
when you're angry.
I always ask: "Are you angry?"
And you say no.
You always say no.
Maybe, instead, you're frustrated
because you always dream too big.
When I was young,
You were already there in my world,
Invisible but broad in other ways,
And I've always wondered why you stayed,
When all you've done is give,
And I'll I've done is take.
Will this madness ever subside,
Really am not so sure.
Many a times I've tried to relax,
Only to whack the living room door.
Really need to get some sleep,
What is it I need to do?
OnceThey loved usNowWe forget the very reason We thought so
OnceThey said they can't live without youNowThat's what they'd rather do
Monster
Alexis Beyers
There was a monster starving within,
never satisfied with what I gave to him.
Come, come, come with me
Let’s embrace each other,
seep into me.
It’s warm and deep.
But there’s something underneath.
"I am picking out the glass underneath my feet from stepping on your littered beach. I tossed it back into your sea and poisoned the wildlife, killed off its resources. The water grew toxic so I couldn't swim.
"All this time I thought, all this time I thought things could be fixed, like that time I broke the door open with my fist. Left a hole in the wood, splinters on my skin, was bleeding from the knuckles, felt the pain set in.
After the day is almost done
Tears fall from my face
I try to keep doing right
But they keep telling me to quicken the pace
I try to hold back the anger
But it is all in vain
So many feelings
I bottle up rage
and I choke it down
Until I explode on anyone around
I want to scream
I want to yell
I want everyone to know I am going through hell
But poetry has given me
Reading the "Giving Tree"again at age twenty-three, made me reflect onmy current anger with my mother.She has been there for mebut as I have grown older, she became the boy and I became the tree.
SometimesI am a lost causeSomeone who is Too depressingToo anxiousToo broken Too far gone In the silence that isMy own frayed mindAnd you don't wantThat mind receiving
I wish you would
Just tell me you hate me.
Regret my existence,
Abuse and berate me.
Send me away
With hatred and Scorn.
Hurt me so deep,
Down into my core.
Curse my conception,
I remember your smile,
The way it would light up your face.
How your laugh would sound,
And sing throughout my body.
I remember your anger,
And how it would scare me.
The way you'd get sad
My emotions belong in a cage,
Eventually, slowly, hesitantly plotting a war to wage.
If I ever let them show, let them out, they’ll raise hell,
For the vultures, they ring the dinner bell,
Red blotched scarred face,
Clenched teeth,
Mouth with a sour bitter taste,
Scarlet eyes bleeding pain,
Agitated menacing thoughts in the brain,
Balled up fists, white bruised knuckes,
Tense,alert body
When the morg fills with these bones of mine,
please know that I was not alone.
For inside me, was mind, made 1 and 3,
the soul to which I cling from with in
is composed of the holy trinity.
When I was young
I could not hear
I would stand there and wail
screech like a banshee
Ahhhhhh,for food
Ahhhhhh,for drink
There’s a storm growing inside of me
A storm I can not explain,
It’s whirling and growing vastly
It’s going to explode my brain.
i wish you the worst, the same that you wished me
i hope you drown, just like you told me
you looked me in the eyes, spring of twenty eighteen
you fucked me up, and i should've just screamed
i blind those that blaspheme my
omnipresent and invisible nature.
to my shoving nudges
you deny and you tear
and shield your eyes from
Cut off my leg and sharpen my bone
I stab myself for every time I thought you wouldn’t leave me alone.
I was an idiot to think that you wouldn’t go
but how the hell would I know
Imagine waking up early and feeling all happy
Then by nine pm, you've got all snappy
The girl you loved is now a whore
And you're one wrong word from a hole in the wall
She was ripped from us
We never had a chance to say
Goodbye
I think of her
Every
Single
Day
Mad
Angry
Upset
Yes, you made me feel
But,
I wish I had a chance
Like a raging fire fueled by the gasoline of hatred, my soul hungers for revenge. Nothing burns hotter than the flame inside of a scorned woman. It destroys anything with the audacity to endure the heat.
the fracture in my soul is buried deep and my mind is cracking with it. eliciting such rage as the red flag waved in front of the gentle bull in a china shop.
the memory of your touch
Let the darkness of the clouds grow Let the wind blow
Let the lightning soar Let the thunder roar
the third time
she broke the bulletproof glass
i knew we needed to talk
the same glass gates
her heart’s fire alarm
[I've never been one for screaming. But when something hurts deeply, I chastise for hours -- albeit at a normal volume.]
These instincts betray me.
The good nature I try to uphold
Within the corners there are shadows
And within the shadows there is a woman
Named Miss Mary Maddows
Mary isn’t quite merry
Anger
Hate
I want to be
I want to do
But I can't
Because it's you
You make me feel these things
Things I can't control
And all of them different
Love
Hate
Anger
I am a fire
Burning through life
Time
Friends
Family
Potential
I burn them all
It's not like I mean to
But a fire can't control what it burns
Please stay out of my way
High and low
Never normal
Always fighting
Am I losing the battle
Some days it feels like it
Always on my mind
Always there
Like a leech
Or a tick
Blood-sucking bastard
Dear Red,
I see the madness in your eyes,
The insanity, the love.
It’s a not matter of the chicken or the egg,
But what came first?
To put up with these facades, the importance mirage, I deserve applause
What cause need be for them to see that their rules needn’t apply to me?
I hated you
I did
You were loud and boisterous
you wanted to be beautiful
you wanted to be liked
your first day of school at a predominantly white elementary school
you looked for someone
Dear frustration,
To my most frequent feeling,
Who comes along with anger,
Who comes along with stress,
Who makes me abandon what I’m doing.
Sometimes at night,
when the second-hand
ticks endlessly, forever
mocking me for my inability
to grasp the embrace of sleep
because I am too busy thinking
about you and the burn
Why can't you just be happy?
My brain is hardwired for sadness
You look tired. Are you sleeping?
Sometimes. It's hard to fall asleep
Why is it so hard to fall asleep?
Which way will you turn? Blinkers stay unlit,
One land, Two sea, None by inept driver.
Absent headed fool in traffic we sit,
Stick figure family, mocking riders.
Have you ever felt a presence that is there but not
Quite there?
Sometimes escaping is before us and we never
Take it.
Dear Anger
You seem to be ever present
Everywhere I turn, you are there
You push me
You pull me
You put me in situations that I never wanted to be in
I am ancient hopes,
I am fragile dreams,
I am the stony, hardened tears
of a soul with too many years,
in a journal with degraded seams
as a blind heart in darkness gropes
Dear Future Jeff,
I have so many questions,
Don’t know where to start.
Are we keeping it together,
Or continuing to fall apart?
Right now, I’m really excited,
Not sure what to say.
Dear Fate,
Since the day I was born
exposed to the empty canvas called life,
that I was never in control of,
we’ve been playing each other.
Locked in a stalemate.
I play as the mighty king;
Every time I had to deal with your altitude
Every single problem ranges in amplitude
Breaking my barrier with your end behavior
Dear Neighbor.
My family isn't from around here.
I did not grow up in these coastal neighborhoods.
It's not like your family.
With your nice dog
and your kind husband
and your quiet sons.
Teardrop smile,She rolls with grace.Sad.Happy.Angry even.It rolls with grace,Your teardrop smile.
I get bitter when I think about you
Skin burning
Blood convulsing just below the surface
Angry not that you are gone
But at the way you left.
There has alway been a fire in your eyes. No one knows what you are even like. There's a burning sensation, Within your damnation. No one knows what I go through, Even though there's a dew. Under the mist and fog, You're a damn old hog.
At times of utter chaos,
the mind sleeps.
Hiding behind a closure,
until vulnerable no more.
And days later,
after closure, comes
a newfound fascination-
in what exactly happened.
These days they're less likely to bleed through, us that is
It's immaculate how you say you love me but yet I cannot see it
I do not breathe it when we touch anymore, it is empty
When I was 6 years old I saw my mama weeping
She was crying in the back seat and I just took a whoopin
When it was all over she said that she was proud of me, that one day I would grow and succeed
Her Storm screams pain of something most won't understand, It's Storm of sorrow, belligerent pain. Rain is a new phase. Things are washed away and starts anew... untill the next passionate rage.
Of all men
Stands tall, proud
A statue of stoic narcissism
"Impressions matter,"
The words of an impressionist
Dear Anger,
You tear away at the best of me
Cloud my eyes and all I see is you
Nothing else in front of me comes through
You are the demon inside of me
Ruining the love I found
How could she not understand
The pain she is causing her children
She believes that my father will take all of us
And he isn't holding us captive its our choice
i scream and shout
finally letting my anger out
hurting everyone around me
this isnt how i want to be
standing here shaking like a leaf
i put my anger away like a sword in a sheath
you think a lot
you think about the space above
the planets and stars
when you're sad and alone
oh how you wish to be a star
you bet stars don't have to deal
with what you have to deal
with
Being an adolescent is a roaring, ever-changing ocean
and the new experiences are brave, plummeting waves.
However at times, I feel as little as a sail boat-
being drowned by an avalanche of furious waves.
You are an artist when it comes to words.
Your tongue is the brush, my heart the canvas.
You knew just the words to paint my heart
the color of love you promised me.
You charmed me with reds of passion.
We are not less than
We are your equals
We are not your captives
We are not your vassals
Look to the line of morality.
Your mentality, lost from actuality
Where my red hand stands in a land you don’t understand
And you try to reprimand me? Listen, I demand!
Perhaps I am reticent, hesitant
Days,
Days go by,
He has nothing to say.
Cry,
All you can do is scream,
You just cry until your eyes are dry.
Dream,
The monster isn’t under your bed or in your closet anymore
but reidentified as savage thoughts and emotions
monsters, like enemies, fighting an infinite war in your head
Ever so corrupted
Is our society
We need to lay hatred to bed
Yet the others do not see
I have become humanities scapegoat
Its as if this earth is on mute
Its arms around my throat
You were a fucked up kid, so was I
Because of you
No problem; mom she did everything she could
You should've used a condom
But no; I'm blessed and love the people in my life
You can't screw up that too
My anxiety cripples me
I take it on as a first line of defense
My tongue’s as sharp as a knife,
I’ll cut you with my words until you bleed apologies
I’m the kind of anxious that gets too comfortable
The sun reflected milky white off my skin outside the gym
When you asked me where my sister was
I told you that she was sick
You asked me what I meant
I can see the dying trees
And the blooming flowers,
The strikes of lightening
And the drizzling rain.
All through my window I can see these things.
I can see the working bees
To whom it may concern,
Actually, you’re the one that should be concerned.
I would say your name but even when I call on your name
You still don’t listen.
I hope you know this simple fact,
And if you don’t by now,
I’m gonna say I’m sorry for you,
Because all I can say is…
Wow.
I sort of hate your face,
And your kind-of crooked smile,
alone burning with anger
becoming stone the only defense
she gets hate from a stranger
she didn't do anything worth offense
.
Two plus two equals four stupid bitch
im tired of all your petty shit
you were my all
now watch my wings fall
ill stick up my middle finger
as I walk down the hall
so everyone can see
My Mother, is someone who...
Wouldn't be the person you would run to.
...Most of the time.
But my Father is.
My Mother, is someone who likes to tell you you're perfect the way you are,
Abnormalities and all,
You walked out on me.
You left me.
I lost you , you lost yourself.
Only way to describe our relationship is a black pit;
Bottomless and dissapointing.
I call your phone to remind myself
Through my dark eyes and out of the shattered window
I see fire
An endless and chaotic fire with flames of hatred
I hear the cry of people coming to their deaths
God take hold of my brain
I'm tired of feeling insane
Everyday we live in pain
Already found the blame
Yet life remains the same
Whose to shame
Well, tell God I'm planning
Nobody knows
that I faced a fork in the road.
One was angry, violent, and antisocial.
A klepto that stole pills from sick grandparents
and money from boyfriends who'd worked hard for it.
Mop the floors,
Dust the shelves,
Stay indoors,
Keep to yourselves,
We can yell,
No throwing anything breakable,
“You’re too driven by emotion”,
Too driven by emotion?
The last syllable from his lips
brought prickling needles to my cheeks.
Because I loved him
My heart was caged, belonging to a single owner
Not myself, but to him
my keeper
My actions not my own
My words coaxed from my mouth
Following wherever he lead me
My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered Leaving the pieces shattered and somber Stranded within a dynamic society My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety Misguided, unrequited, i have lost my light And here i lie undecided if sink
She melted the sun,
He took away the moon.
She plucked the stars from the sky,
He organized them into neat piles.
She painted the roses white,
He ran them over with his truck.
Masks hide the face from everything, with many shapesColors, and ShadesA mask of Purple hides my depressionA mask of Red hides my angerA mask of Pink hides my feeling of love.
Anger is a roaring lion hunting for its prey
Deadly as an attacking Black Widow's bite
Soaking up all emotions of joy
Ripping apart strong friendships and,
Leaving a trail, darkness and destruction.
In this here and now
I don't hear it now
A void like the plague
Has swept through
And so cleared out
The sound of laughter
Crying
Without a doubt is gone
No memory lane
Hello boys and girls, I want to tell you all a story.
Do not worry this isn't long at all and I will be done here shortly.
Once upon a time there was a girl who looked just like me-
I am no more a beautiful,
My bruises made intentional;
They watched as though a wonder occurred,
Twas mine right eye through agony suffered.
Anger is a virus that takes hold of every fiber in your body
It corrupts the interface of your brain and every thought
Anger is so intense and sometimes becomes one’s identity
I've seen a lot of red
The first when leaving my mom on the first day ever
Running downstairs to show dad
Excitement, not fear, not nearves
I was too young then
Bloody noses, bloody knees
here i am.
here i'll be
when all around
is shadows. not peace
welcome to my world
of sharp claws and teeth
don't say that your bored
you'll just make me angry.
so i warn you now..
Anger rises in me today,
But angry things are not what I want to say.
I don't want to say how I'm angry at man,
For doing as much destruction as they can,
I don't want to say how I much I hate,
Like a little kid
When the lights go out
My soul is dark and scary
This there is no doubt
My brain wages a war it cannot face
you feel burned again and you can't breathe again,
feet in mud again, stuck can't see again,
but my minds free again, my veins they bleed again,
my heart it beats again, these dreams will see again,
Denial This isn’t happening to me…I opened my eyes but chose not to see…Daily forced to face myself again…What to do when strength loses and weakness wins… Anger Why is this happening to me…?I followed the written and unwritten plan…Never give t
My Fiery Anger_Fear it, for it burnsDread it, until it returnsLike a heated furnace it melts a frozen ironShatters any victim, piercing than a sharpen fierce thorn
You trust me, don’t you? I love you.
You whispered so sweetly, I believed you, I believed you could free me from my cage.
I loved you, I trusted you.
Our bound was unreliably new
I, too, hear America singing
I am appalled by the dissonance piercing my ears
I am abandoned by this country I call home
I don’t want to hear their justifications or accusations
it happened again
everyone i trusted just blew up in my face
the grenade ripped flesh and I am bleeding more than metaphorically
get the fuck out
you dont care
you are sitting out there having so much fun
I keep thinking that someone needs to pay
What can i do to make that happen
I know i never will do a thing because of my nature
Yet the fact they never saw my true pain frustrates me to no end
I wish i punched you
Scarecrow and lion
Tin Man too
Side by side
All in awe
Too much dust
Not enough water
Covered up truths
Buried under evil
I take a deep breathInhale deepTo keep my tearsKeep all of my unwarranted hurtunwanted angerAt bayDespite the boiling rageThat unexplicit betrayal insideI smiled on the outside
At sixteen,
He was your wet dream
Scream, I mean,
On one day this, and on one day that
But I know this fact
There’s no going back.
So love him, no you hate him
Show you what?
I was pathetic.I was lost.I wasn’t me anymore…. because of you.
I would indulge in..I would desperately seek.I would want…. alcohol because of you.
The fire turns blue
Eyes turn red
Sanity is overdue
Life becomes a thread
Pages are turning
Daises are dancing
The thoughts begin churning
War looks enticing
Angery, Impatient, Misunderstood
The feelings I had exactly a year ago
Angery
The energy I built inside with everyone
Because I never picked my battles
Becuase I hated where I was
Impatient
Even if I knew what to do,
What does this matter even mean to you?
Don't chastise me for what's been done.
If I recall correctly,
You didn't disagree.
Sure, the result wasn't favorable,
2016 was my year of discovery
and it wasn't just
discovering friends or anything superficial like that
not to say
that friends are superficial
but anyways
2016
was the year i started discovering
We fight to win we fight to win
We close our eyes
We stop our ears
We shout to shout
Not to convince or tell a truth
We fight to win we fight to win
Our mother is angry.
She rattles in her sleep.
There's a burning spirit among her.
Her children, taking the heat.
In this lifeHesitation, anger, worryIn this lifeFear, confusion, warIn this lifeThese regrets run wildDestroying everythingIn this lifeThere are things called dreamsIn this life
If ever under an old gray treeWhen hesitation and anger scold free Remember the soft glow of the old jagged moon
A tissue flewaway on the wind.Dancing,and spinning,and floatingso gracefully. The pure white tissue,forever etched in my mindagainst the bright blue sky.It was remarkably
The clock strikes 2 am
As I wait for him
To blow down the doors
The phone rings
That is probably him
I answer it
It was not my husband
Rushing downtown
I run through the doors
The world was silent.
Well, not really.
It carried on in it's
Usual ruckus of noise
As if nothing had changed.
But my ears were no longer listening.
Four wheels pulled into the parking lot
You know what's funny?
The way you seem to think that all is right in the world.
That everything is working out great for you.
But you cannot seem to fathom the destruction,
put onto others, brought on by you.
JoyAngerLoveI fell in love with Jesus last yearMy Lord and SaviorDied for me, Rose...for meAnd I am in love with HimAnd He is in love with meWe are oneAnd I am free LoveJoyAngerI am angry Angry all the time nowMy Savior didn't do this but life jus
I'm angry
I have no idea why the fuck why, but if I did, I'd do something about it
I'm angry
If I knew why the hell I was angry I'd tell you. But I don't, so I won't, because I can't
I'm angry
With eyes like thunder,
The girl raged like the sky and
Spewed lighting as if it were words.
With mirroring fury,
The ocean thrashed and beat the cliffs
As the girl swept away her room and
I am an environmentalistI am an activistI am a realist I am an elitist And I AM an Atheist But I am NOT a damn cynic!! I believe that with our own hands we are destroying the organisms that roam this planetWith NO acknowledgement of the fact thes
You're down because you've been changing in ways you had never hoped nor planned
The years have gone by and as you look back you scrutinize your mistakes that you can't stand
Over time, I've seen hate
I've seen resentment and anger
If I were asked if I could relate,
Drowning in sorrow from the choices I've made in my past,
Only God knows how long this pain is going to last.
No one seems to know the heartache I have to swollow,
The only letters I’ve ever kept
Are apology letters
Every single one from my father
Because it’s easier for him to write to me
And leave it in my room while I’m sleeping
Than to look me in the face
He said it was a moment of darkness,
Yes we know
Some of us far too well,
The deafening echo of the death bell;
in an instance a family is draped in sadness.
And now we question ourselves
Red clouds my sight
and burns in my mind
A fire ever consuming
and always ever brewing
The heat feeds off my heart
slowly tearing me apart
Bright, colorful flames
SilenceAll there ever wasAll there ever isI hope it won't always beSilenceBetween usAgainst usFor usIt's tortureDaysMonthsYears of silence at a timeI can't stand it anymore.
Introverted and maybe a little perverted
I stay inside my room with no plans for returnin'
My life is going down and it seems like its burnin'
Did i suceed?
or did i go blind?
because of the greed
i got tears in my eyes
but no longer I see
and tears eventually dry
so suck it up you fiend
its not as if you died
I get up in the morning because I’m angry
Angry at the world, angry at the people in it
Angry how the color of someone’s skin determines how they’re treated
To my autistic brother:
The older I get the more I reflect on the past and think about the problems we all had growing up so fast
Beads of pellucid sweat
mixing with briny tears
painstakingly white knuckles
cracking, air catching
In pockets of charred lungs
Do not assume I am in love with you.
Do not think that my hands clenching the front of your shirt in tight fists,
are clenched tight with the desire to pull you close.
My hands are holding you because you are here.
She wakes up to the cries of her hungry child.
Another night another hungry tummy experience.
She hobbles to her baby’s cot,
And feeds her from a dry breast,
Before taking a cup of dirty water,
But no,
I won't listen to the way
Your heart breaks ever so softly.
The way it hits the ground like fresh snow,
Shattering everyday.
The way it ticked off-key
Was enough to incite anger
He holds onto me
Even when I loosen my hold on Him
He holds onto me
Even when I feel I'm letting go
My hand's sweaty with fear
Worn with temptations
Disjointed with pride
Parent or provider?
Do you wake up to a happy home?
Do you enjoy "family time"
Do you even get famly ime?
Misunderstood? yelled at?
You just cannot tell me
To respect the men in blue
When I'm still a runaway,
Post-slave to the system
Still a blooded Indian
Still a blooded African
Still the 'other American in their eyes.
You say Beauty comes from within,
but you always make it about my body.
You say Patience is a virtue,
but you keep wanting to go faster.
You say With age comes experience,
Walking down Eastlands in Nairobi with my head bowed and my hands pocketed at 3am has always been such a beautiful thing to me.
As words crawl up and out of my throat
My fingers desperate to find the right note
Heart as heavy as lead but fragile as glass
Watching the ceiling fan, waiting for it to pass
The nausea the fatigue
Fire burning
Through my veins,
Hold on, get a grip...
Grab the reins.
Pull back...
Ignore the attack.
Breathe--
inhale...exhale
Ignore the air,
I know it's stale.
This cloak is heavy and weighs a woman down
This cloak can become ragged and torn over time
This cloak hides what we are truly ashamed of
This cloak is beauty
This cloak is deep
I have been in lust,
jealousy
pain
anger
depression
confusion,
but never have I been in love.
You expect us to stay docile in the face of oppression
To accept the death of our people without exception
You wish to see us stay quiet as our children lie wounded and bleeding
An abyss filled with endless flames and fury,
holds the power to destroy everything to the ashes
Nothing but charcoal and embers remain,
shakes the ground with furious tantrums
We live in a land of hurt,
a land of pain,
a land of passing.
Its throat is burnt,
its face is plain,
its lungs are gasping.
Sweep it off
and ignore the beast
And you'll never know. No matter what I do to make you notice me. No matter how hard I try. God damnit, you'll never know. And you could break me. Tear me to shreds. Set me on fire.
I hate, I hate
My son is eight
The middle one's two
For this I knew
For two would
Not b long for he
In two short months
He would b three.
You can’t come?
Oh that’s okay, it’s no big deal
(I planned this for hours!)
When things don’t work out I can still smile
Because it’ll be okay eventually
(I really don’t know if I believe that anymore)
Through the years my heart had been stifled
The childhood songbird lost its voice
And the feathers of its wings were plucked
Until all that was left was withered
Lucy -
My love, what a rough day I've had
Take me into your arms and hold me tight
Don’t let me go till the morning light
It stings deep inside
Though it reveals itself
As righteous anger
Or perhaps
A blind fury
Is more accurate
Your blood roars
With the urge
To inflict pain
Only later
If I could
I would
Go back in time
When we first met
I would look at you
With different eyes
I would thank you
While we sat at a table
Alone
In front of the school library
The anger boils in your blood,
The heat rises in your body,
The rage fills your veins,
And it all becomes unbearable.
There is no release,
Blood pulsing in your veins
Feral growls passing through
Eyebrows knit together
All aimed at you
Limbs quaking with anger
Hands curl into fists
Shaking to slam one
Into a wall
A floor
. . . so hush, little baby
Baby, don't you cry. . .
Hey, Hey, now, Mr. Harvey!
Lookin' all sharp and sweet, you do, sir!
Yes, Sir!
O o o h. . .
I envy you.
I will envy you until you dance in the flames of Satan.
I hope your disguisting body rots in hell.
But before you die;
I want you to suffer.
I want you to feel so broken,
You and I were like fire and gasoline,
each time we saw each other, you inflamed me
my mind, my soul, my heart was alive
but then the depression hit me and I was just trying to survive.
Why is it
That we must pay
For others mistakes?
Why does this world hurt us,
Make us distrustful?
What happened to the days
When a person could walk down the street,
"Follow your dreams!" they say.
But how do they expect us to do this
When we are meant to fit into the
Cookie-cutter mold that they have made for us.
Tonight I can write the angriest lines
Write for example “ I am the wind howling against your window pane
Waiting for it to break like how you broke me
I AM YELLING
Can she hear me? Can she see the words falling out my mouth?
Can she see the tears pooling at my feet, can she feel the tension as my fingers crack,
as my lungs seem to give out.
I AM YELLING
I am not a winner because I haven't fallen into the trap of sensitivityI have lost because my peers dramatize every little thingI am not a winner because I don't support implausible charities
Death is the Greatest Truth
Do tell me why you left?
Each night I stare up at the ceiling and I’m tempted to scream your name,
After all, you did this to me, didn’t you?
Never have I thought how I wanted to be loved.
I have tested my language
Only to find my excuse when people call me “slut”
Because, actually, I just prefer physical touch.
And now it is too late to ask
Its been a long time coming,An that has gotta be known.That man's a Red Tornado;My broken heart he has thrown.
It promises without condition.
I am gathered here today,
In happiness, in health,
A wedding of a body and soul
Living in unity without union,
Though for many it is different.
Silently working side-by-side
I hope that you burn
Reeling, tears streaming,
Gargling mother's milk to forget.
I hope that you ache,
Shaking, skin bruised,
Wishing for softer skin and less regret.
You’ve done it.
You made me do it.
You made me snap.
Your actions and words have transformed me,
Transformed me into a beast of nature.
My primal instincts overcame my intuition,
It seems all too familiar where I lay
with these tears I thought you prayed away,
but now I see that despite what you say
I'll never be anything more than a stray!
We argue every day.
We argue until walls fall down,
Until the neighbors from downstairs look up at us
And say the next day “Please don’t slam the door. We hear you.”
Your voice pollutes my ears.
Your presence sickens me.
I hate you.
Die a thousand deaths
Return to hell where you belong.
For all eternity.
Pure evil should be destroyed.
You have brought me to this frustration.
I know that if I don’t tell you
You will eat me alive. Stress me out. Tear me apart.
I can’t change this. We won’t make it either way.
I hear the words whispering in my head,
"Lonely, alone, lost, forgotten."
"You don't belong."
I look at everyone around me and I ask myself,
"Why are you so far from me when I feel so close to you?"
It finds you
in the early evenings
slithering past ankles
willing to be bit
until it circles you
frozen with the news of
abandonment- how could they do this to be?
fangs sink down into skin
We’ve been going at it for so long
Why do we keep doing this?
It starting to hurt to see you
I’m feeling unwanted
Why do you do this?
It's mhy solar plexus it's my solar plexus
I said I'm angry too many times before this meditation
After I'm done the pit in my stomach is still angrily elated
And I still can't figure out why , why , why
The Sailor who callously masses the storm faults at the hand of God
As he inadvertently veils the damage to the stern, the responsibility is forgot.
It's the chick who used to sit on stairs of University High
Walked the halls at lunch time, searching for peace of mind
Because at home I didn't fit in, a real black She
Hatred and distrust run deep when we don't say the right things.
Even deeper when we don't mean the right things.
It's hard to say everything you need to when you can see that your loved ones despise you.
He held the gun to my head
And asked me for my innocence.
I stood there, silently memorizing
his distinct features.
His deep, dark black eyes
had a certain murkiness
like the reflection of the moon
tearing up inside me
fire and tigers and rage and roars
threaten to rip my limb from limb
but i don't have a word
i say i'm mad
i have that word i say i'm mad
I could see it in your blue eyes, nothing much but hate
No love,just spite hidden behind those things you call eyes.
Your words spit out as lava, filled with deadly venom.
I knew you once, and this thing you called love
Like anger
The alcohol courses through my blood
Whispering sweet nothings to a deaf ear
Promising better tomorrow's
And more beautiful tragedies.
There is no rhyme or reason
To the fury in our souls
Confusion on my mind
Contentment on my face,
Sometimes I don't know what to go by now a days
I feel so lost inside, like another person on my bad days
I don't know what to say, I'm not sure what I'll face
I saw
The shadows feed
I fall
Finally cut too deep
I call
Out can't you see?
I'm flawed
So from the heart I bleed
I'm lost
Give up I'm finally beat
They killed
Anger.
Hatred.
Sadness.
Each day,
Driving past your house,
I'd always wonder,
Did you ever think about me?
Did you ever miss me?
'Course not 'cause you was never there
While others in this world sit in starvation and misery
We gather as a nation to bitch and whine.
I mean why not?
Aside from a good education,
A roof over our heads,
People who love us,
I've got real boy problems and I can't stand it
Try to keep everyone so I demand it
No one ever stays so I stay angry
The best way to attract the same thing
Those who turn up as new are the old faces
knowing when to stand down
being aware of when to shut up
allowing ideas to form without speaking them
all will pay off in the end
Storms are like anger
They come when they feel like it
And leave when they are done
At first there are small gusts of words
Those small gusts build and build
Then eventually they erupt
He was throwing bottles at us againA Heineken bottle barely missed Mom's head and I had to duck and roll to dodgeA few bottles of GuinnessHe stammered and slurred his words before he went towards Jenny
"Anger, Wisdom, Regret, Pain,
They think my life is just a game
I can't stand another minute
But if I fold now I'll be defeated
Their torture stings like a thousand knives
But I can't trust these awful lies
"When anger finds me buried deep
The hurt inside might make me weep
I try and take one final breath
Before I meet a friend called Death
Must go on
Must break free
But Anger tries to keep it from me
"Everyday the rage within me dies a little more
But everytime I think it's gone
It comes back stronger still
It kills my heart
Everytime
To see the hurt
And the lies
The hand print of my hurt
Trying to move on but held by these chains
I have both hatred and love flowing in my veins
A difficult choice this has become
In the end after it all I'm left broken and numb
The grip is stronger chain by chain
If consent were a key
I would have lost it
a long, long time ago.
There is not a moment
I don’t hate you
Just a normal day open my eyes and wake up
But I hate the word love straight up
So to the bitch who ripped my heart out wassup
Tell me how’d it feel with the other guy?
Without you I have nothing to cling to
My heart is a shattered pane of glass
My hands are cut from trying to pick up the pieces
And you just sit there and laugh at the blood dripping from my hands
Tingles, and feels
It's the only thing that crosses my mind
My lip touch the cold glass bottle
liquid oozing
As I take another drink of anything that warms me for the hour
I've tried to put the pieces together to figure out why I ever cared.I think I tried fixing you, if I could do that simple task I would feel better.I couldn't fix you and I wound up falling for you.
You're crying again...
tears comin' down your face
You're sobbing, almost in tears, all in tears,
depressing, or anger
hitting your fists against the wall
tellin' yourself it won't happen again,
Say the words you know will burn a fire within me
Say the ones that you think will push me
Say them.
Please say them.
Becuase I promise then,
I won't feel bad walking away.
What's the point of a thought if all you do is yell?
I can't even hear myself think
I don't like the song the cupboards make
Can you stop making life sound like hell?
Your anger is outrageous but no longer contagious Im laughing as you hiss and spit sitting there talkin shit Go ahead im empty dead I gave up on emotion and accepted the empty.
You were once so beautiful,
We were once so close
But this is not who i once loved
And is instead a tortured ghost
Just a shell that's been cracked
And on the verge of perish
Everyone has a different label for it
When you finally hit the breaking point
When you become so angered
You can't control it
My family refers to ours
As red
We call it red
Because that is all
Incantation Red
By: Ashlyn Narvaez
Let the anger leave my body
Cast a spell upon the words
Let the trauma lift above me
Create a haunting with its curse
Anger is an ugly thing
Sometimes it’s the only thing
Anger is never the answer
Especially for the smallest problems
It tends to reach us at the roughest times
I can no longer bare it
I called a thousand times last night
But you were never there
I wore my voice out crying
But I know that you don't care
What happened to the kingdom
We built from blood and ash
What does it say about a person
If you wish for them
To
Feel
A
Fierce, searing
Pain
Even more
Irrefutable than
The one inflicted upon
You
By them
My entire life
There's been a ghost following me
The ghost of a child
That I used to be
The ghost of a fool
Naive and unaware
NO ONE'S HANDS ARE GOING TO BE ROUGH LIKE YOURS
NO ONE'S LIPS ARE GOING TO BE CHAPPED LIKE YOURS
NO ONE IS GOING TO ASK ME FOR THING LIKE YOU
NO ONE IS GOING TO WRITE ME SONGS LIKE YOU
It's such a plot tiwst,
When you're your own worst antagonist.
It's not people who hurt you,
It's late night thoughts you drew.
What happens when you're the biggest enemy?
Am I mad at you?
Holding a grudge is hard work.
Time is too precious.
A mad man SCREAMING FOR THE HELP IN THE ENDLESS DARK CREVICES OF MY SOUL AND DESPAIR THAT CLAWS AND RIPS THROUGH THE THROAT...
..and it mumbles like the stretching of the skin.
Gurgle, Gurgle, dead.
When you miss that boy
And your nights are derived of joy
Do you ever stare at the stars
And wonder where you are?
What you are doing here
With a heart and mind so unclear
And a Destiny destroyed by work
How could he?
This man who promised her everything, said he loved her, made a vow.
This man who was protected by her, shielded from horrors that he couldn’t handle on his own.
Beauty is never a careful color
Its an angry amber, a vibrating violet
Courage is never a planned step
Its a shaky bridge, a broken ankle
Truth is never a smile and a wink
Its a broken dream, a sober triumph
I don't love you
Thank God I don't love you
You didn't break my heart
But you did break something inside me
How could you do this to me?
You said you liked me
You said I didn't need to be nervous
Shut up shut up shut up shut up
literally the one place I am you have to come
and be and be loud and be yourself
I hate when you're yourself
I wanted to hold him
I wanted to tell him it would be okay
I wanted to hug him and tell him "breathe"
I wanted to squeeze him and suffocate him until he remembered to breathe
We all want to be heartless.We all want to walk through this world and feel no pain.Have no demons on our backs.
i never can understand
how a father can leave his daughters to fend for themselves
he blames them for his pain
but they're caught in the game
the same one he claims he lost to their mom to
I am the weight that makes the ground beneath me
Tremble
When I land on my feet.
I am the storms that plow through lands and tear
Right through civilization's seams.
Your emerald eyes at first set me ablaze,
Your beauty was so delicately sweet.
But I forgot the game the Devil plays
And now I’m but an ember in my heat.
Not viper sending poison through the veins
Do you expect me
To believe
That I will think of the breeze
When I’m bursting with seared ash?
Do you expect me
To lose myself
Into the galaxy
The weight of denial sits on my shoulders,
adding pounds to an already crumbling structure,
Life is hard.
A chaotic, churning mess of turmoil often ending without proper course, leaving us confused and unfulfilled as we drift out into space.
Only if we let it.
into an eternal abyss that no one even knows
how far will it take me? how far will i go?
- I will leave this Earth by wrestling the Sun
If I am to be destroyed.
build up my grandeur higher than the tallest mountaintops.
Let Zeus himself look up and marvel at my glory.
I became very angry when I went to a DVD store.I'll tell you why that I'm not going there anymore.When I bought a DVD movie, the sales clerk offered to give me 'The Last Temptation Of Christ' for free.
Nostrils flared, fists clenched, fingernails digging into my palm, teeth gritting together so tightly I fear they might shatter into a million pieces; my inner demon overcomes me.
Happiness—that which one can neither hold nor keep
It comes and goes, it ebbs and flows
And no one really knows
If they can make that leap
Into the deep unknown
It engulfs you,
Raging through you
As a fire does through a forest;
Burning, scalding, scarring.
Lashing out, like the limbs of a burning tree
Drop your life
Drop your dreams
You're one of us now
The Swallowed
The Hallowed
Walk down the halls
Rid yourself of your individuality
What makes you, you
They are not here to hurt us
They're supossed to be here for love
Now it doesn't feel like enough
Punished. Beaten. Abused.
They used us up
Now who am I?
Look at me and see what you have done!
You got me reeling, spewing anger, frustration, feeling!
Fueling my insecurity, can't you see you are killing me!
In your anger, you're glorious. Metaphoric muscles flexing. Jaw popping.And through it all- Your eyes burning.
Devastated and destroyed,
I can feel my existence crumbling.
The tension in my body, the strain in my mind,
The cold in my eyes, and the black in my heart.
Everything is deteriorating.
A growl and a sigh
I'm so sick of this.
I long reminisce
Of my closed peaceful eyes,
And the deep calming breath
Slowly lifting my chest.
Just to lay down and rest
How does it feel to have a fire that doesn't burn?
As I detach and turn the page
I have been tainted with empty rage
I'm aware of the heat as the ember blazes
Your passion is present only as the camera pans to you.
Your life is the tide, and applause is the moon.
So when you find that people dissaprove, you get out your sheild and your machine guns too.
I don’t feel like normal people
(Or at least, I don’t think so)
Simple emotions, certainly
Happiness, sorrow, anger
I run the normal gamut
With the others of our race
Feeling a thing
I was ok
Before you
Anyway
But you came
And went
Left me standing in ruins
And crying in a downpour
All those attachments I made
Are shredded ribbons
There's a burning in my chest
And I can't tell whether my heart is on fire, set alight by the rush of energy transferred when he placed his hand on mine for the last time
You're not like the others.
You actually listen to me.
From the minute I had met you,
i'll admit, I was unsure where you would lead.
Depression?
Succession?
How can this situation go?
Though my stars be dark and my spirit black
It is not without reason that you find this lack
Of empathy, pity, mercy, or care
For others of similar gare.
My stars were darkened by the sun
It feels like I'm blind and cant see, like I'm stranded in the middle of the sea, like I'm submerged under water and can't breathe, like my sarrows are an obvious fact that no one will believe.
I'll use the kindness,
I know, I might, have within
Although beauty isn't skin deep,
I can smell your bones rotting within
How bitter, how cruel?
Your deviouness is brewing inside of you
It gave me a knife and told me to stab.
A stab for every pain that I had ever had
A stab for the way they had made me feel.
I would relieve my hurt very simply, it was all so clear.
I did so gladly
They say, "keep your friends close
But your enemies closer."
I ask, then, how do you know?
Who is your friend
And who is your foe?
One moment it's sunshine
And happiness and laughter.
I hang around In this room I pretend that I own,
I feel so ungreatfull for the life I've been thrown,
and the friends I have grown,
In a house full of homies and I still can't help feeling alone,
I'm burning in the Fire
My heart has no Desire
Who can I run To
What am I suppose to Do
I'm slowly slipping into Depression
She doesnt know she poor, Even when life tells her in many ways Her refrigerator becomes empty. Whenever she is hungry she can't even find a whole meal. Her family barley has enough food to last them until they can get more.
Fearless is the absence of the fear
Fearing less is a message held dear
Bravery or neccessity, the motive unclear
Tongueless or eyeless, his silence impure
A road less tread, a story unread
She isn't hopeless
She isn't worthless
She isn't mediocre
She isn't ugly
She isn't alone
She knows this.
She feels hate
She feels shame
She feels guilt
She feels regret
I feel like screaming,
My heart full of hate,
Not understanding the pain,
This rage can create,
Hurting the people I love,
My heart is pumping and racing,
My words cut like knives,
I'm looking at you but all I see is hurt, pain and anger.
I see you're broken, I see the real you.
I see that kid, that used to smile and laugh.
I see that kid, that was happy and content.
You wonder if it's all in your head.
Why can't you run awayor cry for help?
Once again, you are driven against the cold cement.
You become paralyzed.
Unable to move
He'll beat you with secrets
He'll be drunk off lies
You'd be a fool to fall into his trap
I know I cannot control you
Your life is yours to live
Experiment with your set of boys in
If people only realized this is as loud as I can be
I won't bray like a donkey just so you can hear me.
Just because I'm not boisterous and annoying
Dosen't mean I'm also always boring.
To signify the pulse between my veins
Escaping outside
Of my paper-thin skin
To identify who you are
As you are choking me
In my sleep
What sayeth thou o' wise confidant,
You old self-Omni-potent fool;
Believeth in the ways of the scholar yet thou hath cast out,
All faith all reason for such frivolous worldly attires.
No rhythm
No rhyme
Just me
And myself
Dark hands
Bright face
WIth a dim glow in the eyes
Worn out
By the challenge
Of living each day with a smile
Inside
The fire's back, wanting to play
Won't push him back, not today
.
Thoughts are blurring
Words are slurring
.
Look at all of us, standing in a line, aren't we so wise?
Pushing dimes and nickles and crying tears out of our eyes
We have no choice.
We just can't fly when you bastards keep pulling out every feather
It's easier to be alone where you know no one can touch you.
It's easier to be alone because you don't have to care for anyone.
It's easier to be alone because you know you can't hurt anyone.
All was in vain
We knew it
Our hearts have fractured
But only I am pierced by the shards
Now words are exchanged
You didn’t know how you spoke
Through the emptiness of your eyes
Breath and think.
Breath and don't think.
Release your feelings in words that are not spoken.
Do not be tempted to anger as who you are.
You are better than the hateful thoughts that plague your mind.
I could wipe off 90% of that so called beauty with a kleenex...
I see that your outershell is gorgeous
Underneath that.. It's pure ugly
No.
Not your face.
Your insides. Your guts. your soul.
Behind the hazel, she's just a lonely little one. Behind the hazel, she wants to the world to be gone. Behind the hazel, she's fighting everyday. Behind the hazel, she's scared in every way. Behind the hazel, she's slightly shattered.
“Free me”, she screams in his face.“No more.No more a moore.I am a river.I flow.I live and give
I hate these ballet shoes
Everyday marks another bruise
And as I dance with the pain, my brain is in flames, going insane
Working double time over what should be considered a war-crime
i speak for those who have lost their courage to speak
for those whos words run to the tip of their tounges just to retreat back to the back of the throats back to where they came from
Behind the curtain
What I keep hidden
From your eyes and mind
Is strictly forbidden
Under the mask
What a clever disguise
Judge me by my voice.
Silence overlaps my words.
See my eyes glisten with tears.
Though I am bone dry from heart to toe.
You feel my power in my fist.
But I
STOP!
And leave your eye in tact.
You were my partner…. you were my brother…You understood this side of me the way no one else could.We’d vent to each other, we struggled together every single day just to be seen as normal…
My fingers won’t move.
They are stiff with frost,
Tips turning blue and then deathly purple.
Threatening to rip them from
My flesh they were sown into by my creator.
Icicles hang from my eyelashes,
I’d change the homophobia, the fear and the hate,
The suppression of expression we face each day,
The way they look at us as though we’re not quite right,
Feel the vibe flowing through my veins
Opening a never-ending wealth of spiritual domain
So mentally taxing I can't help but wonder what will remain
I was thinking of you today
You taught me so much in so many ways
Like how to give up and just say goodbye
And then to turn "love" into "wanting-to-die"
You and my mom, you had it planned out so well
Anger is…
Danger
It’s a cruel thing that hurts
Rather than help
It causes wars
It causes sores
It causes people to act out violently
When they should be acting passively
Curse words, punches,
Excuses- that’s all you say you hear
excuses for not following rules, I’m a person not a tool
excuses for my own belief, you don’t like when I speak what I think
AND ALL I WANT TO KNOW IS ARE YOU OKAY OR DO YOU MERELY SAY YOU ARE TO AVOID WEIRD GLANCES AND LONG AWKWARD TALKS ABOUT FEELINGS THAT DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING EXCEPT ENSURE THAT YOU WILL NEVER TALK TO ANYONE AGAIN ARE YOU OKAY OR DO Y
THANK YOU FOR TEACHING ME HOW TO KISS MY OWN WOUNDS EVEN THOUGH I STILL SOMETIMES PRETEND THAT IT IS YOUR LIPS AND YOUR HANDS AND YOUR WORDS AND YOUR LOVE BUT I AM THE ONLY PERSON THAT IS WILLING TO MAKE ME BETTER RIGHT NOW AND I A
I NEED RESCUING OVER AND OVER AND AGAIN AND AGAIN BECAUSE I CANNOT REACH ALL THE WAY DOWN MY THROAT AND PULL THE WEED OUT ROOTS AND ALL SO IT GROWS BACK AN INFINITE NUMBER OF TIMES UNTIL I AM CRYING AND IT IS SLOWLY KILLING ME AND
WHAT I DONT UNDERSTAND IS WHY IS LOVE SO READILY AVAILABLE TO SOME PEOPLE BUT SO HARD FOR ME TO ACCESS WHY IS IT SO EASY FOR ME TO LOVE OTHER PEOPLE BUT HARDER THAN HELL TO LOVE MYSELF AND WHY IS IT OKAY THAT I CAN SO COMPLETELY IN
PINK LIPS AND A TONGUE MADE OF FIRE AND CRACKED TEETH LIKE AN OLD PORCELAIN SINK THIS IS WHY I CAN'T GET YOU OUT OF MY HEAD THIS IS WHY I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOUR BLOOD FLOWING THROUGH MY VEINS BECAUSE EVEN THOUGH I TRY TO CUT IT OU
BECAUSE YOU AND I ARE LIKE ASHES FALLING INTO THE BATHTUB WATER OFF OF THE END OF YOUR LIT CIGARETTE AND I AM SO SAFE AND YOU ARE SO DANGEROUS AND WHEN WE ARE TOGETHER YOU TRIP LIGHTLY FROM THE FLAMES AROUND YOU AND FIZZLE OUT IN M
I am hardwired to feel every emotion so deeply that I have to rip holes in my skin to let them out and I am not human enough to be considered alive on the other side of it all
IT IS ELEVEN FIFTY EIGHT ON A WEDNESDAY NIGHT AND I AM LYING IN A HOTEL BED WITH YOUR NAME ON MY WRIST STARING AT THE CEILING AND IM TRYING SO FUCKING HARD NOT TO CRY BUT HOLY SHIT I MISS YOU I MISS YOU I MISS YOU LIKE HELL AND I D
I have failed.
I was not strong enough.
I was supposed to break the chains,
Eradicate my burden.
I merely shifted the weight to make it easy to carry.
The chains still wound fast around my heart.
Ask for the truth, I'll give you a lie
You'll never know that I want to cry.
The words you said, they hurt like hell.
You victimize yourself, but know that you're well.
You've cut me deeply, much deeper than deep
Anger corses through my veins,uncontrolable rage shook within me,I was un happy.
My blood boiling cold,My eyes uncaring,words like a knife,cutting all near me.
You're never here.
It's like you wish
You never had us.
You want a different
Life.
You want to start over.
You regret your past.
You don't like us.
All you ever do is
Yell.
Up and down and up, up, upRunning around until I'm shut upScreaming and fightingThere is no endUntil I'm shipped awayThat's when the anger blew away
I am running, hiding from the relentless grip of REALITY
But no matter what I do or where I go, it always seems to catch up with me
It drugs me and runs through my veins
You told me I couldn't
You called me stupid
You made a "what not to do" example out of me
And here I still stand
Can a stupid kid graduate high school with a certificate in Graphic Design?
A last scoop of dry earth
Falls upon the sad little hill
Pay the good man; he's earned well his fill
I step out on to this court
With my head high and my chest out
Because I'm better than you
I can tell just by the way you walk
You can’t guard me
Because I'm better than you
I know you’re scared
I cannot begin to imagine
What comes within this baggage
Friendship! What a slippy, messy slope?!!
A non-romantic relationship
Where two hearts begin to elope
The clouds have veins,
at the end of the day, when the sun kisses the edges,
and the purple spreads along the blue, dancing on the white
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear no evil." (Psalm 23:4)
It is wet and rancorous
and my new leather shoes would feel the worst of it long before I got to class.
I stopped, before exiting, to appreciate the mighty storm – and open my umbrella.
Silent tears
concealed by a pathetic façade.
Soundless suffering,
weeping.
A voiceless shrill
cloaked by false smiles.
Muted agony,
raw and searing.
A torturous solitude
What are we doing?....What have we become?
We’re just gang banging…
Lampin’: Hanging out under a street-light, on gangsta turf
waitin’ for a Ghetto Star: A top street drug dealer
except that isn't all there is
now is it?
you hear me
don't you mom?
but what matters is not the hearing
but the listening
I've grown up around strong women. To be specific, I've been surrounded by strong black women.
That doesnt make me strong though
This made it hard for me to find myself. I wanted to be like them
Don't let go of me
I'm like a canoe in this raging sea
I'm trying to make it in this world
But I just keep on getting hurled
No one seems to understand
They make me feel so bland
You’re looking out your window tonight
So many things running through your mind
You feel like you’ve lost who you are
You want to find your way back to the start
But you can’t, oh no, you can’t
Am I not good enough for them?Is who I am not who they want me to be?They want me to be this plastic, perfect figure that I don’t seeAnd they need to know, they need to know
I’ve seen apart of me I didn’t recognize.
Through my eyes I saw how my reactions to your actions, made me low, low point on the scale,
I’ve inhale, what you’ve exhaled to me.
sitting in the broken land. surrounded by dead memories of lost friends.
family and friends are all dead,
the ties to my history have no thread.
i lay motionless,
cry towards beauty and sonnetts to the grave,
In this torturous classroom
I sit in row 5, seat 3
and to my right in row 4, seat 3
sits the most beautiful boy I've ever laid eyes on.
Every time we make eye contact
I feel a rush of warmth
This body is not an apology
This blacked out mirror
This blacked out skin
This skin like shadows
This shadow makes noise
This "bitch don't make noise"
I ask myself why I'm angry
why the hate
why the sudden anger
all these years
why do I bring it out
my bad side
the bad side lurking in the shadows in my head
telling me to do you wrong
Life, too often, is rushed.
No time to waste, no time to relax
No time to even say good morning
" Tick-Tock " says the clock!
Everyone's gotta be somewhere
Rush, rush, rush
Rush to school
The fact that evil is stronger than good
is evil itself.
Why must good be weaker than evil?
Why must death me faster than creating life?
Why must bullies be stronger than nerds?
It seems these days the only way to be considered for anything is to be a battered, broken, shell of a person. The scholarships, the colleges, they want survivors They want the best storyBut what about me?
The urge to hold the world in hand,
reined in,
with interlocked gears independently revolving within your palms.
I can feel the shift of the earth within my bones and the wind is my blood,
Ask my grandmother what it is like to live
with her husband, my Papa,
and she'll point her doe eyes straight
into your soul with a gaze full of fear.
Fear of the constant storm that hangs
Don’t ask for Notes
Because your life
Is worth so much
More than that.
Instead, say to
Yourself
‘If the Sun rises this
Morning I will
People say rain is the crying of God, but I say different
I say the rain is the crying of humanity,
The emotions that are stored, but never released,
Regret and Anger
tries to take hold.
Pain and Sorrow
leaves me cold.
I feel it deep within,
a storm breaking thru,
trying to take control,
of how I hate you.
A heart you were given
Slam.
I hear the sound of the door closing, turn to see the car driving away, and with it, everything i've ever known in life.
Comfort, gone.
Security, gone.
I’ve heard so many poems, songs, stories about body parts
Almost every single bit of a human’s makeup has been the focal point of works
Ribs, spines, eyes, mouth
My Body is an ocean
It is graceful and it is powerfulIt is strong
The death of waiting,
a vice grip on my chest denies me the option to breathe,
my wrists bound in cuffs of limitation,
feet stuck in frustration,
mind set on fascination but body tied,
You look at me with that smile
makes me feel like I can run for a mile,
till you trip me with your sexual statements and volgarity,
you hooked me in the beginning, made me feel special
I once had someone tell me that if you're lying awake at four am you're either in love or lonely, and let me tell you that's not the case because as I lie here all I can feel is the poison you've created coursing through my veins.
I am a spicy fabric!
I do not stick to the skin
I do not sweat
And who are you to say I am a ditz to
be amazed at life’s simple pleasures?
You always like to rain on my parade
Seeing the hate, the disgrace.
When you're beaten down you hide your face.
"Who did this to you? What happened?"
Anger.
So much anger.
Anger that lashes out and finds its pleasure in raking its fingers through my heart.
How do you calm a raging storm, when the storm isn't willing to listen?
Mothers not feeding their children , but feeding their habit instead ...
Children staying an age forever because life was took to soon ...
I'm vulnerable for you...
In this moment, my words only
come out true.
You say nothing but your actions
show we're through.
Leaving me to dwell in a reality
I wish I never knew.
The late night
half lit incandescent bulbs
when sleep is synonymous
with the detestable scum
scraped off the shoe
laying on the floor
mate under the bed
It didn't have to be this way
They are always part of the problem
I could have avoided another backstep
If only it weren't for them
I didn't need to have more trouble piled on
I should have kept my distance
You know it happens.
Something or someone just has to say the wrong thing.
It all goes down from there.
There is no way back.
They just keep talking like they don't notice.
They don't care they just hurt me.
Feeling like a loser
My neighbor is a boozer
Been used alot of times
I feel like a user
People spittin out my name like they know it
Crossing the line to the end then it's over
Sweat seems to seep
out
With bitterness and
burning
As it slithers down and
air
So sweet burns just the same as
if
tiny jewles and crystals line my throat
dry
Attention...
Writing is different,
so stop being imcompetent;
leaving behind useless memories.
Listen to what comes out of your mouth!
You all sound like bunch of hounds!
Remember, write for reason.
At times I feel such anger and animosity. I let time pass and it will dissipate into guilt and disappointment.
Helen Fisher says it is not an emotion.
It is a need,
It is a hunger,
It is air.
And yet so pathetic it seems,
That such a sore which cannot be seen,
Can possibly still be there.
I have an associates degree at eighteen
but I haven't made it , to everybody else my goals are just... dreams
just because i have a limp, i have no potencial it... seems
on top of that im Mexican with a love for hip hop,
I try to stay away from you
But you keep on coming back
I see the desperation
but I do not give a flack
You're a crazy creepy stalking pig
who I want far, far away
but you just seem to return to me
Don’t breathe,
talk
or blink,
just stare.
Though my mind tries to grasp the words
to make sense of this,
all that comes to me is a sound,
and I feel as if I may pass out.
Dear Person Who Deserves to Die a Fiery Death While Simultaneously Being Eating By a Shark,
One of my old poems:
Sometimes I feel like a puppet,
Pulled along in another's hands
Obeying the orders to do this or do that
My every rebellion already orchestrated
My hands warp and writhe
Fabricated conspiricies consume my mind
Sinister notions deafen my perceptions
What lurks in the corner what will i find?
Misfortune haunts my core
It is something that i adore
your words, they stingjust like a razor blade upon my skinsinking deeper with each cut you slit
Behold Teacher!
I am the perfect teen!
I am exactly who you want me to be.
I never break the law and your homework is my hobby.
I prefer reading the dictionary to TV
Depression is a widow's veil.
A black, looming object..light and wispy, blowing with every change of the wind.
It's flowery design serves to hide the pain and agony that lies beneath.
I sit in the dark letting the sounds of Saviors “Rise against” pump through my noise cancelling headphones. Next I listen to Three Days Grace “Just Like You” followed by “You’re Going Down” by Sick Puppies.
When you trust someone with your heart, you don’t anticipate it to be broken.
When you love someone completely, you don’t think it will end.
But one day, that one betrayal can change everything.
I'm trying hard to fulfill my mission
But with all these snakes hissing
And all these people dissing
Trying hard not to listen
'Tis a Lethean shore
Written upon a writhing worm ---
A half-winged bedight seraph of yore
Coos, in a butterfly's term,
Amidst a nebulous crowd, hearing
the thing that makes me tick.the things that make me tick are the things that tick me off --like the fact that not everyone feels safe in their own homeand other people don't even have a home.
How can you manage to stay away?
The pain it causes…
I can barely breathe;
Tell me your secrets.
How do you just walk away?
At the end of the night,
When you sleep in an empty bed,
I refuse to call you, acknowledge that you are there,But I can't help but dwell on all the good times that we share. You were my friend, a comrade, my partner in crime,
Being smacked down
Before being allowed to get back up again
Taught me something very valuable about love:
it isn’t always a cliché
The sky begins to turn black,
The thunder rolls on,
The winds pick up,
And the storm moves in.
The grass sways and stirs,
The animals grow wary.
The storm has arrived,
On the bed and on the bathroom counter
I lost track of time, maybe two hours?
I completely devoured the passion
you were incredibly lacking
and got a high of pure satisfaction
You make me hate you and come close to crying
My anger rushes out and I control it because I'm trying
If I wanted I could let it out
A chaos this would cause, we wouldn't want that now
Mumbling and droning,
That is how they present.
With a carelessness that is
Astounding.
With an attitde that is
Cringe worthy.
They do not care -
They do not care at all.
My life is unusual I hate myself completely, if my life were a story I would just delete me
I'm dramatic nd mad Im never fully happy, my only emotion being anger, nd attitude nothing less than crappy
I thought it would be cleaner in here
That makes sense, right?
Perfectionists and all that
It should be neat lined shelves, glass, platinum
It's not
Take in the anger of my eyes
Breath in the fire of my heart
Is it better to be loved?
Or clutch the world in undeniable fear?
Unable to think,
Unable to breathe
Love,
Hate?
In the late hours only, do the sins awake their sleep
Their paths, open arms, invites anyone who passes by
Not all smiles are true
Not everyone is who they say they are
Can you hear it?
Fiercly flowing,
Coursing through your veins?
It feels like fire
Venemous hatred
Aren't there rules to follow in this game?
They took all you had and they gave nothing back.
Away, away
I will not come back,
remind me, yes
remind me of sin and wrong
remind me of why red so satisfied.
Confuse you?
That is the point.
Changing../ It's all changing.../ It seems as if everything, has to change./ Nothing can ever stay the, same./ But if I could change, anything.../ I couldn't choose./ I'd h
i feel him on my nerves my fucking last nerve.
He’s tap dancing on it
the points of the god damn shoes cutting into the tendrils
There's a void in my head.
What could it be but the emptiness I feel in my being?
One tells me I will not make it,
Another tells me they see a bright end of a dark tunnel.
The ideas in my head scream for attention,
You start from who you are;
Sweet, innocent, and caring. people ask and you say you're ok but no one knows how you're truly faring.
Today is today, I mean that's what everyone says. But today is the day that I hide , in the shadows, faces of you are revealed in my sight. I'm afraid to ever walk in those steel doors, because with me you have no insight.
Purgatory.
The endless wait, the infinite tide of fear and anxiety washes over again.
I wait to see you come in, your angelic face shining like a beacon in an ocean of despair,
Don’t mind me
I’m really ok
I just don’t want to be awake
All I ever do is make mistakes
Don’t find me
I’m running away
I just don’t want to be
Someone like me
Everyday
Same time
Your front door creaks, did you notice?
Mine does, too.
10:30 AM, you walk out of your apartment-
The one right across the hall from mine-
And I make sure I walk out, too.
Unshed tears, anger, frustration,
Boil and bubble inside.
I fear an eruption-
The unforseen and sudden spilling of my insides,
Spewing forth some regrettable tradgedy,
And the onset of these,
Dad, a three letter word for father.
You know, it takes a man, a an to be a father.
You say you ere just a kid, but so was she.So was mom.
If you were
alone in the woods,
I'd push you into a bear trap, chase you off a cliff,
or maybe just blow your fucking head off.
I can't bear to face myself
My self-restrant begins to melt
I can't be happy
That's just so sappy
I can be sad
Make my emotions ironclad
I can be angry
Cut me open
Run dry my veins
What do you see?
Red
For fire
For passion
For anger and betrayal
For revenge
Action
Survival
Power
Rebellion
I seethe with it.
A letter to my mother
My mother hates me and I don’t know why
We just can’t seem to see eye to eye
She disrespects me to the ump degree
Now I’m going to tell you what’s in my decree
Like walking into the wind,
and you cant breathe.
like hearing the worst news of your life.
Missing a part of you,
you never knew you had.
Thats what its like to love you.
They say soulmates are the ones youre supposed to end up with.
The love of your life.
What if soul mates are the ones that make your life a living hell?
But can only make you think of happy times.
If anger was a color,
It would be a luminous cherry
As conflagrant as the Holocaust.
If anger was a taste,
I can't say one thing!
Not one damn thing, without you criticizing me!
Just shut up!
You ask what I mean,
I mean Im Fed Up!
You push me for my 'own good',
If I could change one thing, it’d be this tall, intimidating fence.
I’d tear it down and frolic away deliriously into the world that’s been waiting for me.
From a distance much to great,
He silently seals his fate.
With a rush of the tide,
He loses the feelings he tried to hide.
His head spins,
is there some unwritten law
that states crying is wrong
can we not cry in public
for all to see
is it wrong to show emotion
whenever we feel raw
can we cram it into a song
I am quiet because I chose to be
No I do not have an attitude
No, I am not having a bad day
Well maybe I am, but what’s it to you?
So you can say, “She seems aggravated?”
It must be nice up there,
Upon your throne,
Your petty chair.
The world must look so small,
You could hold it in your hand--
Too bad you can't,
Other humans aren't meant to be
Black and Blue
Do you ever get a clue?
Black and red
do you know how much i bled?
black and green
You were always too keen
Black and yellow
Afterwords, you were always so mellow.
Words are unspoken,
Things are not said,
But everything she feels is stuck in her head.
The sighs of a hurting, broken heart
Her feelings inside tear her apart.
Words that whisper,
It's extremely loud in here,
Though you do not hear it from there.
You may not be able to tell,
There are a lot of arguments
And the music is always up too loud.
Though the words spoken, shake,
I Fight,
I Fight For The Light.
I Fight For Those Sitting Their Room,
Crying At Night, Holding That Knife,
And Wishing They Died.
I Fight For The Ones Who Lost Hope,
Wait... Stop... Please?
I beg you to reconsider
You're beginning to fade away
Already one foot in your grave
This life will get you
Pit you in the middle between lions and bears
Broken bottles
lining the window seels
where pictures should be
where crosses should be
liquor soaking in the walls
yet not absorbing the blows
virbration from the seel decore
I feel the mysterious paint dripping down like a cape
Containing the worlds lies that I thought I could escape
I am a bull waiting to ram.
I stay calm avoiding conflicts
untill you raise the red flag.
Then we discover the true hues of crimson.
Don't cross me.
I've minded myself and you too,
It hits us! Always in the beginning we feel good, peaceful, warm. This will last forever… we always think that. It ends up to be cold, bitter and sour.
It's not just one time.
I know because you've said that before
"It's just one drink."
"It's just one hit."
"I promise, I could quit."
It's not fine!
So wake up!
A void in your heart
Rips your mind apart
You run, you coward
You fool yourself into thinking you're empowered
And so you choke on your words
Sqealing and reeling like a dying bird
I'm a teapotwarm and boilingboiling so much that my top is poundingpounding me until I can no longer feel the burning sensationthis rapid raceand unwilling face looks at menot wanting to touch me
Call me insane, but I'm trapped.
In the confines of my house this time, not my mind.
Maybe both.
"Because you're a girl", replays like a broken cassette tape.
Just bear it. Just breathe.
Wait.
Hatred.
Instilled in me is hatred.
like a fire raging in my lungs and behind my eyes
it stings
but its never released
because to my enemies my tears scream
weak
but I am not weak
My life, I watch it from the passanger side
of the car, go go go and never come back.
Today, apart of me; who I am died.
Heavy breathing, heart pitting against your chest irritating you further
swoosh
swoosh
swoosh
Can you hear your blood pulsing and swishing?
Can you feel it?
Love and school and work and love.
Ever feel like your life as a teenager is just too much?
You love, and you work and you love, but in reality in will never be enough.
Love hurts
And work hurts more.
The screams and yells bursting out of you
Tears pouring out,
Escaping the river of your burning eyes
The confusion
Traumatizing your mind
While everything goes blind and blank
Footsteps
You are beautiful,
You are love,
You are worhy
You are worhy of love that you cannot even begin to comprehend.
This love is everlasting, unconditional, unfailing, never ending.
Guilty isn't a word in my vocabulary
All these false claims are imaginary
I wouldn't even hurt a fly
My conscience is as clear as the sky
Purity pumps through my veins
Descrimination engulfs me like flames
Standing there
Talking to a student
My teacher
Is making
A new world.
She is as
White
As the moon.
But she talks to
Us,
Black people,
Like we were
Full of stress, full of fear.Working so hard, full of determination.A need to express, to make it clear.Eternally scarred, by the implication.Of failed success, so severe.
With it we define, the meaning of life
The need to realign, without much strife
To impose our odds, beyond our right
How dare you
Make me love you
When you didn't care
How dare you
Tell me you love me
When feelings aren't there
How could you
Touch my lips with yours
Then use them to speak lies
Tears are streaming down his eyesUnder the desk lays a broken boyEmptiness contains an empty roomNobody asks the question why Under the desk lies the broken boyHe screams in pain
Go to hell.
Take nothing but the sins on your back
And the coils of lies you have spun.
It should be easy for you to talk to everyone there,
Because you all speak
Society. It drives me.
Family. They guide me.
Money. It rules me.
Fear. It consumes me.
Hate. It alludes me.
Desire. It fuels me.
Go ahead,
Knock me on the floor,
And laugh your cruel laugh.
I will rise.
Better and stronger,
With bones made of bronze,
I will destroy everything about you.
A boy
So full of arrogance
Wanting only to destroy,
Killing as if it were a dance
Another boy,
Oh so different
With a mind of tricks and ploy
His destiny is not what it was meant
I've been standing here longer than you think,
just taking a very long good good look at me
through the eyes of those who know, those who don't,
and those who don't give a damn.
Your anger pulses through the air.
I try to avoid your traps, but I'm shaking with fear.
You wait, watching my every move, ready to pounce.
The face of anger... What a thing to think.
How can one describe such a terrible thing?
A face of rage by us can't be told,
As we are chained to words of old.
And even in new, less meaning is found
Do not be fighterDo not be curse that person or animal outinstead be a peacemakerDo not steal a thing that you really wantDo not kill that person
When I stopped taking Valium
I started punching walls
And I think that’s a good thing
I’m Seventeen
I’ve been medicated
for four years
I’m angry and I ought to be
I am sensitive,
More delicate than
a Bleeding Heart.
Ice cold criticism
is my demise.
I resort to
witty remarks before
lashing out as
my last defense.
I hold my words silently, but you've no idea how much I want to blast them within your ears,-
there is an infinite number of reasons on why i do the things i do
there is an infinite number of reasons on why i say the things i say
but i cant seem to find the reasons for you to do the things you do
There sat a boy in class with me,
with red Beats that hung around his neck,
he'd never take notes in class,
Why do I like you?
Why do I like anyone?
More importantly, why
Why do I like any guy?
Any boy?
I'm rarely attracted to anyone.
But why you?
What's different?
Let's see.
Kick me when I’m down
And tell me I don’t matter
I want to feel I belong
That’s all I ever asked
Now really can you blame me
There are only some who matter
In this endless generation we have here
Ideas trashed, intelligence scattered
I look ahead, little hope, mostly fear
Roger Daltrey, you're who I agree with
It's red I see
Anger I am far from
I have reached my limit and its red I see
My mind becomes vacant and the only one to occupy this place is the displacement of all that is loving
Talking to my mothers graveUsed to be the hardest thing everI would just cry my eyes outThinking she would be back never
School is a place where I love to go,
Where I stare at a board so my mind will grow.
I love it so much I could go all year,
Yeah, that's right, no sarcasm here.
I love how I learn just what my teachers say,
My bag is a boulder
Ready to break my back.
What's a social life you ask?
I have long since forgotten now that teachers dictate mine.
"School is more important." is what they drill into your mind.
I am not a number.
I am not a rank out of my class, which is a bummer.
I am not a number on a four-point scale.
I am not just a student, and I like to rebel.
I am a person.
Always last in Gym Class,
I Never stood a chance in Debate.
Immediately chosen for any Group task,
That science Fair was a piece of Cake.
Teachers love me,
Oh how they praise me.
Others not so much,
Everyone’s a rebel,
we all want to change the system.
We all shout until our throats are sore
but the government won’t listen.
School funding is paid by
the local property taxes.
I'm so confuse
alone and a mess,
I'm sitting in this fucking desk
staring at my messy grades,
there worst then a wreck
where can i reset?
These teachers don't help,
T'Was the Christmas season,
Where a little boy glees with reason.
He's filled with joy,
As he waits for hid favorite toy.
The little boy couldn't wait,
but it was just too late.
I can't do it!
Everytime I try,
I Fail!
You keep pushing,
But you don't understand
Everytime I try,
Allow me to clear my throat first
Ahem,
Fuck you, English Teacher, with the same capital F
You gave me on that paper you refused to accept
I know my ABCs and my punctuation
I couldn't tell you what I did last night.
Tell you what I fear or what I Like.
tell you that im confused or angry,
because i know that what I feel, you cant see.
I know that you would look but not see me.
How Should I know
The workings of society
the reasons I act the way I do
and the consequences when it's me versus you
I want to learn
Learn the revelations of the greats
It's shaking at the bars of this cage,
Causing tremors in my sanity,
Making me lose grip on reality,
Oh, how I wish I knew just what was causing this infernal rage rising inside,
Numbers, books, words, they're all related in a way
It all relates through school I must say
Some things just don't make sense
And yes I have spent most of my life in school
Some may call me a fool
frusterated .. miserble .. that is my school life .
teachers on the other hand makes my world go upside DoWn.
with their i dont think so, and NO you cant
ughhh... this is miserable..
teachers these day.
It can come on slow and it can come on fast
Sometimes you’d never know it’s even happening
Your palms start to sweat and your heart is about to burst
Words of honey can lead to arrogance,
And words of vinegar often sting.
It is your job to educate and enrich,
Judge and be judge.
Welcome to high school, where this rule won’t budge.
We all try to be that one-in-a-million;
Well good luck, in this world of four fucking BILLION.
Why do we believe what we percieve to be true?
What makes any of us different from any of you?
I can't stand illiterate, inconsiderate, and illegitimate people.
It makes their arguments impractical and inconcievible.
I am not dangerous
I am DANGER!
Listen to my words
Because they are fulled with anger
Always being judged
Having rumors that aren't true
You don't know me
You don't walk in my shoes
You’re feeling insecure
Don’t know what for
You have everything
That others dream for
You are beautiful, strong, and pure
Fond memories, led astray
No glimpse of hope, such disarray
Scornful judgment brings out a beast, so tame
Blinded by its fear, naught bravery remain
Tearing at the wounds that reject
In the valley of the Shadow of Death,
There’s no place to hide, no place to rest.
The demons there, haunting your every step.
Choking you ‘till you have no breath.
The light at the end of the tunnel
When your pain is tangible
You can reach out and touch it.
It’s everywhere, consuming you.
You don’t even realize how lon_____g
it’s been eating away at your insides, until
they finally cave in and c
Falling down, falling down
And then those words saved me.
When I was at home and all alone
I looked for an escape
So I'd hide and wait, I'd hide and wait
And then your voice saved me.
When I first met you
I was determined to be your friend
Everyday I'd come over
Just to see you again.
I'd do the sneakiest shit
To see if you would smile
It's the most fun I've had
Passive verbs will do just fine
Unless of course, you wish to be kind
Original characters are just great
Unless of course, they arrive too late
Use my names, or two, or three
Unless of course, they belong to me
Nights of terror seem to pass
And days of sorrow fade.
In every moment that I laugh
I slowly crawl out of the shade.
Bits and pieces start to form
But some parts are still gone.
Hey you…
Yeah, you.
The girl with all the scars and stories to tell.
The boy who sits alone in the corner,
The child with a black eye from “falling down the stairs”,
I’m here for you,
Now and forever.
Dont be mad when winters are warmer
Remember that bottle you tossed out the window
Dont be mad when Florida's no longer there
Remember the gas you burned going last year
Dont be mad when its always flooding
All my dreams, a thousand miles away
they lie nestled against him as he sleeps
too bitter and faithless to kneel and pray
the life that I wanted, I could not keep
I hunger for his voice, to hold his hand
I watch you,
With her
I wish you were with me.
I see you hug her,
Hold her,
I wish you’d hug or hold me.
I see your eyes smile when you,
See her,
You were suppose to be the first man in my life.
You were suppose to tuck me in bed and wipe the tears that I shed.
You were suppose to hold me the day I was born.
Call me your princess your bundle of joy.
Filled with so much anger and hate,
We judge each other while losing sight of the meaning of equality.
Hippocritical actions defining our very characters.
We ask ourselves why, yet the answer falls back on us,
The buzz of the bass and the beat of the drum kept the crowd alive,
Kids push and pull and scream and love and hate all at once,
If I could be anywhere in the world,
I would choose here in a heartbeat.
Balled up fists
Match squinted eyes
Contorted faces
Spit ugly lies
The Devils Power
Causing fear
Undeniable fury
Pure and sheer
I've learned to like the problems.
I've learned to love the pain.
There is no hope of coping with it any other way.
They say "Be glad with what you have,
and you will be alright.
Cherish every moment,
You talk a great deal about your struggles.
You pin them up like badges of honor
when really you are a coward hiding in the corner
behind those "friends" you deem your pawns.
It'll just be a Tuesday.A Tuesday, normal to most.Just another day on the calendar. It'll be just another day of the week.
We thought of you again today,
Reminded of the pain.
I think about you everyday,
As tears fall like rain.
I'll often feel an emptiness,
From somewhere deep within,
It's not the same with you gone.
Anger assassinates anyone acting atrocious.
It’s ominous.
When anger calls for you.
It takes control.
You won’t be able to escape.
"Push to be the greatest."
That's what is always said.
"You can't settle for second best."
This is the curse upon my head.
One simple test in my third grade year,
From then on, I'm nothing but a number.
Eyes can be deceiving and yours fooled mine
I thought I knew everything, but I guess I was blind
I was very naïve to believe you really loved me and I was stupid enough to let it drag on
Some days I wonder what I've become, what I've done,
And maybe this day is the day Satan has finally won.
Some days I struggle with the idea of not knowing how to play,
Today you caught me sleeping in class
the fact of the matter I was dreaming I would pass
so while you were taking notes and giving F's
I was catching up on last nights rest.
You question me on if I cared
Homicidal rage
Boiling blood
Red face
Flooded sweatglands
Clenched fists
Grinding teeth
5 minutes later
Sometimes I just cant let go of all that anger
I feel like I'm Iago
Because I cant let it go
Oh I feel for Othello
I know everyone in my path feels the destruction of my rage
Like a Shakespearian play
That moment when you want to cry, but you're somewhere you cant
You want someone to help, but no one is there
You don't know what to do
All hope is gone
I scribbled thoughts on a page during a college course I took at my highschool during the summer. This was the only way I wouldn't explode at everyone. Behavior is just awful in the program I'm in. I arranged it and added some explaination.
My dark god
standing in front of our feeble minds
as He feeds us brainless material
over the matter of
civil rights.
But nothing seems civil about this.
And He preaches these
I be sleeping while awakeGirl kiss me while I wakeMoney ain't a thingNot for the gold chainPeople go insane all for the fame
DIG ME OUT OF THIS FUCKING GRAVE!Stop burying me in past memories,Forgotten conversations,Guilty Temptations,The unending persuasionsTo take you back-
NO!
mother, mommy, mom, mama
so many different nameseach unique special dreadful lovingher kids look up to herbut they face her terrible wrathall the time they endure
His eyes brimmed with woe,
“You’re wrong, because I know I’m right.”
“Nope, you’re the idiot that thinks that way. Moron, you’re remarks are merely trite.”
The scream filled his
Heart first
Then crept up his spine
And throat, where it lodged
In place.
No sound came
From his
Parted lips.
No words that
Could describe the
How much easier it would be if I were not lonesome,so rooted in my happy lonesome,cornered with no feelings that someone's happiness might be dependenton me.Alone in my encounters.
Who am i to you?
Am i that girl that always gets in the way?
That you sit back and say, "she always doing something."
Who am i to you?
Am i the girl you call a "bitch" because of the way i walk,
His muscular shoulders were hunched over, head bowed, and hands tightly clasped together.
Treatment
Bleed it out
Like a snake bite,
The venom that roils and riles
In my blood
That rages and boils
Bleed it out,
Run 'till my feet
Tickle with flames.
Search for strength,
You’re so cold it makes me want to cry
Saying I’m okay is slightly more than a little white lie
I’m so pissed off, yet so sad inside
I’m locked in a battle I just can’t win
I wish you’d try to be civil now and then
It's all up to me.
It's all up to the students.
It's all up to the youth.
It's all up to the unemployed city workers.
It's all up to the underpaid teachers.
Another night in sorrow,
In pain.
Fighting, yelling, and arguing,
Seems like it never ends.
The simplest things seems like they become more complex.
Tension grows.
Love dozes off, disappears,
He looks down,
Gaze harsh and unforgiving.
It's only my second tardy
But he doesn't accept excuses,
And warns that the next time
Will be my last,
And I will fail.
I don't know why,
Why I feel this way.
I don't know how,
How to let you go.
I don't know what,
What to do.
Confused about everything,
Everything but you.
I feel hollow.
Life once so innocent and pure. Allured by temptations the flesh was too weak to dismiss.
A kiss, so sweet. So discreet. Enveloped with all affections known to mankind.
The only thing
People ever seem to
Talk to me about
Is college.
Where do you want to go?
What do you want to major in?
Contemplate
As Palms flow of desire
Unwanted creature destined at the strike of an hour
Too little too late to rewrite what's written
Futures ruined by an unknown feeling
Bags under her eyes, but ever alert
Sleep was a luxury she can't afford.
Always moving and never staying long
Trying to look to the future,
but the darkness of the past blocks her way.
BUT WHAT IS THIS? THIS SOUL DIMINISHING DEMON
ENDLESS SCREAMS OF PLEA AS CRUEL HANDS SHATTERS AN INNOCENT SOUL
CATCHING TEARDROPS IN MY HAND AS I WATCH MY LIFE , MY SOUL DRIFT AWAY INTO THE WIND
standing among the ashes of your life
can you justify
all the fires you setall the bridges you burnedall the hearts shatteredall the people you broke
standing in front of the cracked glass
(I don't know why the ending got all jumbled up, sorry.)
You can't undo this
You can't get back what you've lost
You can't erase the past
You can't redeem yourself
There will come a time when I have to let youReally let you goBy that I mean you will be goneYou will no longer be in my thoughtsI have let you go beforeFor a year we didn’t talkI did not think of you
You know that moment
you feel wounded and broken?
You say something easy and fine
and they look at you with a blank line.
Everyone has a time in which they question themselves,
Question thier very existance.
It can make the strongest and happiest people crack.
When you feel like your life is shattered glass
It's an electric impulse
That makes you turn down the road
Which had been unknown to you before
9 watts made you think
Different is new
New is better
But if you had known
It covers everything
It is our friend and enemy
It shields our faces
Our emotions and devestations
It knows our fears
It creates our fears
We tell it everything,and we we tell it nothing
I remember the rain that day.That day I saved your life.
I remember the way I loved you.Without regret, never doubting.All my life.
In a world where goodis not good enoughand perfection is an endnever quite attained
I am trapped
To clutch at her fingers, would do little to hold
A heart irreparably scorned, a bitter black cold
A deaf ear, a blind eye, she turns to screaming faces
Facing what they have done, Mother screams a bloody ode oh
Do you know what its like to be alone?
To go through a cold world on your own
To be knocked down at every turn you make
Having all the love inside of you turn to hate
To have to face the darkness all by yourself
The emotions
Bubble up to my throat and
Foam spills out from my chapped, bleeding lips and
Nobody knows and nobody will know the fact that I
My breath comes out in strings with messages about
It’s this time of year that makes me wish you were here.
It’s hard to enjoy the falling leaves,
When all I have is this burden to heave,
So the next time you see me I want you to remember,
my earliest memory of you was back in India, when I visited your house for the first time since we left the country
Some secrets are best kept quiet
But I can hear the lies through the silence
You make eye contact with me while pushing away
Your eyes darken as you press me to say, "Oh darling, I love you, I swear it to be true!"
The tides usher the same waves
Resounding old news:
Blood, death, slavery
To hatred.
Wrath, fear, envy.
The cold tides rend the soles of my feet,
They tear at the men and women on the bank,
The land of oppurtunity
The land known for dreams
Paved with gold in its streets
And love in its population
Acceptance and fairness in its government
A melting pot of cultures
I hate the way you look with your fucking green eyes glistening in the sun
That bump on your nose that makes it look like anyone can just ski right off of it
This life is yours to lead
This life is yours to live
Take the wheel from Jesus
Take control
Push yourself forward
Wait for no one
Take a risk, take a chance
Live by your own commands
When I am hurt
Words flow from my mind
Like blood flows from a cut
My mind is raw like my skin
My mind hurts like a wound
Pain radiates to my heart
My hand move quick
Ink stains paper
Not many people know I have a stepfather…
Her soul is married to anger
Their fingers intertwine like dreadlocks
As they drift away into the eyes of each other
The rage inside me is growing.
So bitter, twisted, and all-knowing.
Do I hide it successfully? My heart says it's showing.
The rage inside me is growing.
The anger inside me is shining.
I saw you, throwing flames at things that shine.
You could have hit the fence and set the neighbor’s car up in smoke, instead of the dynamite
I’m waiting for the day I will wake up
Eyes open, glazed over, seeing blindly
Touching, but not feeling, encased in fine glass
Dreaming and waiting for something unknown
Desolate and blank canvas of a mind
They complained of her bad attitude, they told her that it annoyed them. But what they didnt know was that behind the anger she hid all of the emotions that she could never tell anyone of.
It's unbelievable how much hurt there is out there
Not very many of us actually are willing to take a stand
To even care
If we could just put aside our differences
Unite
And fight
To feed the hungry
I broke the vow, and ran out of the church. I did for us! I did for our love! And nevertheless, I disappointed my father.
My dearest
what do you see in me?
what do you feel when you touch my skin?
does your blood swell like the tide in your veins? Do you hear the ocean in the conch of my ear?
There's beauty in the soul
If you gaze real deep
There's hope in the veins
That keep the hearts beat
There imagination painting
Blurred dreams behind the eyes
You seem to put me in the same category as your LAST
and hardly give me a chance bc of what happened in the PAST..
But how can you expect love come already stable and ADJUSTED
"Have faith in me!"Why?"I said I’d never let you go"But you always did."i said I’d never let you fall"But you never meant it."If you didn’t have a chance then i never did"You’ll never find me right here again.
Sometimes life slaps me
I feel like a locked treasure with a lost key.
Caged, caged, caged! A wolf caged
Full of nothing but rage
For me emotions scare
A test... A dare
Will I fail?
Why cant you see
That he is the one
The one for me
The choices I make
Are the right ones for me
I wish you would give yourself the chance
To show everyone
What I see in you
She silently gilded across the moon reflecting sandThe dreadful night everything was takenThe torture, the torment and the painHer heart ached…ached for himAs her eyes looked to the heaven’s above
Alas will you look at me
Hence forth it shall be
A proclamation of such beauty.
We watch as the stars fall from the sky.
You hold me as a tear drops from mine eye
as we gaze at the flutters of many a butterfly.
I lie awake.
The whirring fan-
A broken heart
Caused by my own hand.
Awake.
A train horn sighs.
A numb brain.
I hate the blackened sky.
The man in the moon laughs
I think I always knew I would love you.
As a kid I used to joke that I would marry you,
but somewhere down the winding road of life
that joke turned from a hearty giggle to
a light-hearted laugh of sincerity.
I write for just a few things,Only a few know.
Of what could it even be.
Is it of love?
Is it of anger?
Or could it even be loss?
Well...I'm here to say.
I walk alone in love,
For what could love offer me?
It gives me not the breath I take,
Nor the food I eat,
Nor the sleep I rarely receive.
Nay. Love steals breath.
Steals ambition.
This is why i write, to figure things out, to question myslef, society and the world around me and ask, what drives us to madness? What is the seed planted, from which the flower blooms?
I have so much anger
Slumbering but easily awoken,
In my gut.
She fills me with a rage I’ve never known
I can’t control
It’s humiliating and all-consuming.
I thought about you today,
Just as if I do every day,
I heard our song; it’s hard to believe,
It’s been this long,
I laid on his shoulder
Recognizing his ceiling
His breathing so calm
So full of deception
I loved him
I'd fallen so hard it hurt
He'll change tomorrow I'd say
unknownmisunderstood wish I could just blend into the cornerwaiting for people to walk by unseenunhearduntouched forever lost in the world of the misplaced,with the forgotten and unwanted items of the world blending into the furniturethat's what i
Forced to grow older, learn and become better. Over loaded with pain and anger, you have to keep pushing and try to avoid danger. When its time to finally call it a day, you sit on your bed with too much to possibly say. Frustrated and feeling
There has been times since I've been young
I wanted to give up because I just couldn't go on
Seen a lot of things I really shouldn't
Wanted to run but I reall couldn't
One day I found
Poetry needed no rhymes
So unlike,
when the piano clunked,
when my sobs sogged keys,
when my fingers clumsily blundered,
The keys I was taught to play
Displeasing Mother’s ears
Is it impossible to see
As you're tearing me apart
Just how much that you've hurt me
And my fragile little heart
My happiness is now a lie
And I fear the tears won't fall
They say that love cant exist without hate, but i dont find that to be true
The hatred is strong
Strong enough to stop the love from entering my heart
You said you loved me
You said you'll die for me
You ever get so frustrated with the world, your heart begins to race your fingers start to curl, until your knuckles crack, searching for the reasoning behind your anger but the knowledge of it all you lack..so you sit back and try and withhold ev
I only know what happens in reality
To only think my mind is going south
On my own technicalities
Where is everybody in my life to feel alone?
The only way to set them free is to go away
Blows harsh hits of rality
with strikes so hard they cause
internal bleeding. The wounds
appear to be only surface deep
but mentally these wounds cause
mental catastrophic fatalities
Lust is a powerful, temporary, body of emotion,
It isn't spoken of until we're olden-ed,
A mere fragment of love, not enough to trust,
Unlike love it's used on everyone for fun,
Stick to head
The rhythm of aggression
Left to right
Consciousness in suspension
Things go wrong
Take it all out on the pad
Flam tap tap
You drive all the neighbors mad
The world is SPINNING OUT
I have no utter doubt
That history repeats itself
And its happening now.
Do you think for a moment
That this would not happen?
Warfare in the world
I don't keep the worlds histories
I don't solve the worlds mysteries
And I am not their story keeper
I am no mans scribe.
That is not my life.
Cowering in the corner; it is his turn,
To be freed from my control,
And run rampant.
I can only tremble; and watch.
To control, I botch;
And when loosed, it is not pleasant.
For there is no way to console
not long ago you brushed me off
without a care in the world
about your words with thorns
This deceiving hell
burning to the touch
UNBEARABLE suffering
the Dreaded feeling
Where do I fit?
Standing among the crowds,
Watching them all pass by,
They all have an identity.
Where do I fit?
I break their molds,
I am too good to be bad,
And too bad to be good.
Part I: The Path lit by Darkness
Dear little light,
My little light,
Why did you fly away?
The Darkness has come and taken me,
Now who hath I to help me see?
Part I: The Path lit by Darkness
Dear little light,
My little light,
Why did you fly away?
The Darkness has come and taken me,
Now who hath I to help me see?
Mouths
slightly open
like pitchers
holding whatever happens to be on our
tongues
waiting for words
to cool
to room temperature
as to not shatter
the glass
we pour them into.
Screams shout from the soul. Dark demons fill the air. A hundred pieces of broken glass to walk upon. No where to go, lost, trapped. Stuck at the bottom, no way out. Help! No one hears, no one cares. The light is ever fading.
Life is hard and overwhelming at times
But with each day new discoveries come
Even if all your living on is a dime
Laugh, dance for your life and then hum
Like the dust I am unsettled,
moving swiftly without destination,
my origin is forgotten,
my future is unknown,
carried by the wind,
i am forever alone.
“Cold Heat”
A"cold heat" is a comfortable burden.
To a pleasant time, it's almost a virgin.
Never considering how it affects your smiles,
Or never trying to make it worth your while.
Their words, all their words were Satan
Every thing a sin.
Call mighty triumphs
Did He give you sight?
Or tell you only words were of use?
I see now.. He cut off your hands
At night I live
a grimy life
of slander
and despair.
At night I do
my dirty deeds
with grins
and open arms.
At night I keep
inside my sheets
and dream
of worse to come.
Drowning in black.
Pulling me back is the red
The rage that brings around my head
The blood to bring about the blue flood,
Not of tears, but of a flimsy handle on my fears
I find what my life means
When I take time to multiply my success n not my dreams
You ask what does that actually mean
Do I give up on my passions
for social standing and money schemes
I've always been told be all you can be
"On the rate you're going you have so much to achieve"
That's what I would tell myself yet, to some that's not what it seems
Make straight A's become All-Area and 1st team
Anger pulsates through me
Red hot it radiates
It is a fire inside, consuming me
The flames blaze and crackle
Red, orange, yellow, and white blue ascend inside
The heat of frustration flare within
I’ve grown cold, numb to the hurt I used to feel because of you. Never will I shed another tear because of you. You played me. Us I no longer see the world through innocent naive eyes. You made me grow up.
I never met my sister's biological mother.
Actually, that was probably a good idea--
I hate Her, more than anything.
Childhood sky is full of stars,
But when you get adult,
Wherever you look,
You see some clouds.
I'm ready now
Ready for your bullshit
I can take this fight
this battle
this war
This never-ending game of drawing circles while you hog all the pencils but I
Have the eraser
The Morning Sun creep-ed through the curtains that covered the large window
That one, little twinkle shot me in the eye.
Blink once: blurred.
Blink twice: blind, on the account that I didn't have my glasses on.
Welcome back, it's been some weeks baby
I know your mind's way past crazy
I know you don't know that I don't know your thoughts
But today, we figured it out and honey...you're so distraught
A chance on success
A chance on failure
A chance on life
A chance on friendship
Take me or leave me
Love me or Hate me
Don't try to make me feel less if
I don't fit inside of your "box"
My life was perfect, my life was great
A million friends, all at my command.
I loved it, needed it, and yes I still do long for it
But if you ask me have I let go? The answer is still no.
Ignorance is killing a man, a man with great potential.
And this ignorance that I speak of, is coming down like torrential rain.
There is no way to escape it, no escape plan.
With a traffic state of mind I can’t seem to find a friendly distraction to ease the pain of the twisting kaleidoscope known as my heart.
You stand there, hand raised, blank stare, that ‘I don’t give a damn’ smirk scrawled across your face. Nostrils flare when you realize I stand here. No no-good, condescending, ‘coulda been better than this’, is gonna stand in my way.
I am exhausted;
Tired of all of the childish games,
The bickering,
The lying,
The constant putting down
Of anyone
That crosses your path,
That gets in your way –
No matter who they are
Do you know what it's like
To be an outcast
Caught somewhere between
Wanting to fit in
But not will to be
One of them?
Time enchants her victim, begs me near to sharp being…
Wraps round frail shoulders as she tickles porcelain cheek.
I wonder what its like to be beautiful
To never worry about your hair
Your nails, Your make-up
I wish those pretty girl would just shut up
Bragging about their perfect boyfriends
Fat, is just a word
It does not have to be absurd
Fat is just a word
Food is just a thing
Some people like it more than others
He looks at me, like I'm disgusting
That guy on the street
Blank page, blank stare, full pen
New day, new night, some problems
Same hate, same sad
Same place, my mind
My heart is swollen
About to pop, words unspoken
hurt it, make it infected
I stepped on a slug today. It made me wonder how you were doing. Leching your way across town no doubt. Filling your pockets with our disappointment. Recycling nicknames, sex games, growing pains. It's just growing up. It's a part of life.
In this shell,
Anger prevails.
Multitudes exact judgement on me,
Before they know my soul.
Existential wisdom is lost on them,
As their thoughts have already been consumed.
Utopia preoccupies their minds,
I wanted you to know that I think of you when I carve into my flesh.
I wanted you to know that come up with plans to kill you.
I wanted you to know that you are a cold, selfish monster.
For You I have changed my ways
I have gone from that nice little girl to someone older in age.
For You I have turned my back on all things that sing
One brain for admission
Two to commence the submission
Three for a laugh track
Four the media is out of whack
Bashing is on my resume
You want my soul, how much will you pay
Large boulders of smoke roll down your throat and coat your breath with the smell of false happiness. Yellow stained fingers cover a frequent cough. You sound more and more like your dog as the days pass.
get out,
shut the door.
no words slip
from an enraged pair of lips.
close the windows
shut the shades,
eradicate the light
and destroy what was you.
rip yourself apart,
inside to out.
Have you ever had something just catch you?
Right when you were off guard.
That little, spontaneous, thing.
That makes everything that made you so weak
So fragile
So lost
The storm in the distance begins to stir,
And here I stand with the ice beneath my feet.
The gusting wind is cold, harsh, and bitter,
The snowdrifts are building around the lake,
I scream...
I hear you cry...
I see you in a casket...
Wasn't ready to see you die.
I love you Mom, just wanted to let you know
But now, I have to let you go.
Goodbye...
Uncomfortable situation to say the least Babying her immaturity The silent treatment feels like a cold hard slap to the face And for what? Weeping and raging What does that accomplish?
Everything is rooted in competition
What a sad way to live
It makes me not want to give
Myself
Collectivity is lacking
Individualism is overused
All this talk is going to blow a fuse
in my brain
She came to me one night
With a red dress that burned my eyes.
And I could swear I saw my name stitched into the seems.
Admiring...
Nullifying...
Guarding...
Enticing...
Reducing me.
Always on my mind
Your presence never binds
As of lately I can't let go
Of these feelings,
so low
Zap away those neurons
That make your face appear
Very, extremely, and closely near
Red anger swallowing me whole.
Boiling broiling bubbling over my emotions like the crash of a tsunami wave.
Its pulse fast and driving pushing me forward;
it itself hotter than a furnace, the blue flame
Why did I feel that my presence was an abomination
and that a cut on my wrist should be my only physical sensation?
That at the drop of blood all my anguish would disappear,
My fear consumes me.
I'm torn on the inside.
Should I stay for you,
Or can I run for me?
I feel your soul filled eyes,
Staring down and judging.
After my past with you,
How do I change me?
When Heaven took your light from me,
The whole world went dark.
I do not know where to turn,
I need your guidance.
I am in pain,
From my head to my chest,
Nothing has changed,
I always tried my best,
But it did nothing,
I don’t belong here,
I am something,
But I can’t shed a tear,
I am in pain,
What is distress in the land of opportunity
My life is a snitch because in the end she's always telling on me
I'm falling further into the abyss and its taking a tole on me
I dreamed I was a monk,
I dreamed I was a man,
I dreamed I was everywhere—
everywhere became what I am.
Anger is built up in me so!
So much that my heart
Is hurting to break
The bones and organs and soul
Of a fool who believes themself so bad.
They think they are hard and right
Today is the day I'll die.
You never think about death at 15,
In the Marching Band,
An average B student.
I swear I don’t have a gun
This game was only fun, but it’s over now
And somehow, we have to leave this place
Leave it far behind, where the sun doesn’t shine
Where ends meet and part again, our lives intertwined
Oh young man it's your time to fade away,
The sun is setting by your own window.
Your hair is turning a mixed color grey,
As, the leaves are changing on the willow.
Before you know it your time will be gone.
Bright smiles,
Dreamy eyes,
Wind blown hair,
Stomach butterflies;
Intertwined hands,
Never-let-go hugs,
Warmth of the kiss,
Oh, the effects of Love.
Hey im the soul man; the inside man.
Feeling every emotion,
every mood swing.
I can't help that everyone wants to get me high off of that good stuff,
Weed is what they call it.
I thought u were different from the rest. You really put my trust and patience to the test. Right beside you I said I'll always be. But instead you take advantage of me. My past is bad it makes me regress, but pushing through is the real test.
Depression
Bringing back the pain from the lonely past,
I hope your life burns, but forever last.
The confusion, guilt and hatred I feel,
Locks me away without a decent meal.
The poison you shot into my veins,
The Earth shattering silence that chokes the life from me
A Secret hidden deep inside
Needing a place to hide.
The Exposure... Hush Hush...
No one sees but the ghosts haunt during the light.
Music is my way of seeing
the world of its beauty
music is my way of knowing
the political wrongs and dreary's
music is my way of hearing
the ambient sounds of amazement
How are you?
Is something wrong?
Are you upset?
All empty questions.
You don't care, you never have.
You see the hurt in my eyes, and you look away.
It feels like I'm standing
on the edge of a cliff
next to a calm sea
and at any moment
I could slip into the blue abyss
quietly, the water would burden my lungs
and with my last breath,
The nights when I cry,
With my eyes all wet,
No one to talk to,
About the feelings I get,
No one I can trust to tell something yet,
I can see the dark clouds and how they're set,
Words are power.
They can be used for good.
But when words are awful,
they can be used for bad.
Every morning,
I wake up to hear
My brother's taunting,
and my sister's tears.
Once upon a time
There was a little girl
She had a mother and father
And a small black puppy
And her room was blue
And her sheets were blue
And she was in preschool,
Where she made a friend
My heart, wielding nothing but power and unprotected,
Just there for others to hurt.
There are things within the heart, my heart, that make me feel
Tangled.
Death knows not the difference -the boundaries- between youth and the aged;
It knows not the faces of color, race, or religion.
Death knows not the deeds of the Good Samaritan and the failures of the old withered man.
My knees are weak
They begin to tremble
From fear of deceit
My body longed for home,
that was calling for me.
How did I get to this point ?
I feel like I've lost all hope,
stranded I was.
As you carry me in your arms
holding my tight and close keeping me away from harm
your smile and your charm
your soft cream skin
hair so thin
it try to escape within the wind
your eyes glazes like a star
it looks in my eyes
pleading me to use em but I tell him no I refuse but he knows my words were all lies
I can't find myself to take any steps away so I join him seeing his effects
so much from a small object
Deep in my mind rest the place of wonderful memories kept
Joyful times and unforgettable events rewind in my mind like a replay
The dreadful thought of the end to these memories I must accept
I can't take what's happening these days,
people coming up with strange ways
to do things.
Can't find the right phrase,
it's like I'm in a race
inside this trapped maze,
life?
Such a big chase,
I love that way you look at me
Those blue eyes smiling back
With that gentle look on your face
Love the way you make me feel
Like there's no one else in sight
When you hold me close
And kiss me flawlessly
Love me now love me how
I wonder if know the traits of love
I hear selfish desires being filled with my hearts treasures
I see no end to your mean and unkind ways
I want love so tender and pure
Love life, love hard, time moves on, whether you were apart of them at all. Can't move so stop trying, hearts bleeding, eyes crying. expiration date on the faith that keeps this alliance, building character to react in silence.
My head lowers in a state of surrender
I allowed my hands to be bound in striking neon caution tape
Oh how easily I mouthed never
I gave up long ago
Realized there’s nothing living for.
My mother has my father.
My brothers have each other.
My friends will soon forget,
This world won’t stop, it’ll continue to revolve.
I never knew why i cried so much
was it because of my hurt or was because i cared
you made feel like i had little to no worth
but maybe that's why wept
if i could see you now i'd tell you
you were my world
Your left your past behind,
Along with me.
Had you forgotten?
The man who you were supposed to be?
It’s like he’s trapped in a cage.
He’s building up rage
Within the days
He’s been spending in this place
Where he’s stuck,
Surrounded by his own thoughts and emotions
That his demons brought
Be careful what you wish for right?
Because you might have to put up a fight
When life has decided that you have wished too much and it shall become true
Be care flu what you wish for because wishes do come true.
In the future I see
Myself, just plain happy
Helping others while on the go
Just so everyone will know
I will be everything I can be
I will be strong, bold, and free
Nothing will get in my way
A severed soul and a melancholy heart
Crashing tears
swollen hearts
frighten howls and horrifying screams
bitter blood
odious rope
dreadful cries
insanity fights
he rapes her eyes
The days have turned to weeks
Weeks to Months
And Months to years
And still I am not sure if it is love
I know that I cannot live without you
And that our lives are meshed as one but I still question
These tears I shed fall down my cheeck
these fears I have, I feel so weak
the anger swells, burning inside
soon it might consume me alive
these feelings I have, I must sustain them all
Do we think were through?
Yes I think we do.
Do you know that you love me?
Or isn't it meant to be?
We havent spoke in a while,
but this agonizing pain,
its just pouring like rain.
It's been months since I picked up a pencil
This time, my poem about you will be more suspenseful
This time, I’m going to write to my fullest potential
This time, the things I'll say about you is more than a handful
He lays there,
Without a care.
No other word to be said,
Except he’s dead.
His face once so beautiful,
His lips now sag from lack of love.
I wait in line
After the service
It has began.
Everyday she awakens,
each time with more regret,
nothing can keep her happy,
but everything makes her upset.
the tentative taste of fall
was swelling sitting upon my taste buds.
the sepia sounds of buried intentions
fell helplessly decaying into the earth like
the desolate leaves on trees who
dread departing from their
Bright smiles,
Dream eyes,
Wind blown hair,
Stomach butterflies;
Intertwined hands,
Never-let-go hugs,
Warmth of a kiss,
Oh, the effects of Love.
Hate?
Hate.
What is the definition of
Hate?
Hate:
To dislike intensely or passionately.
To feel extreme aversion for or extreme hostility toward.
To detest; is that your definition of
Hate?
Vagabond. Wanderer. Nomad.
You volatile piece of filth.
Torn and wrenched my heart
has been; now it is as lifeless
as what you call a soul.
ghastly silence crept in
like high tide in spring. flooding. subduing.
spilling
over echoes of playful banter. one, two, buckle my shhh---
until
Possibly destroying my own future
But I can't bear to see those faces.
If running from the people
Who are supposed to always be there for me
Helps me feel free
Then run I shall.
