hate
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I have so much hate. But it might be because I'm confused.
I'm not mad at anyone, I'm mad at the world.
Mad because nobody listens.
Mad because people are selfish and rude.
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,
I got COLD FEET because He keeps put'n Me barefoot out in the cold when I'm put at a crossroads, He threw up.
I choose My well BEing with yes to Me while telling Him no & it triggers Him.
The scent of sporadically yellow, acidic-rotten lemons
with a hint of fresh peppermint leaf in the air.
In the bright summer of ‘82,
It calls for silence
It calls for reverence
It calls for smiles
It calls for laughter
loud and louder
It calls for silence
It calls for reflection
It calls for hesitation
My answer is no
I tell myself that I don't want anything more to do with you,
But it is hard to convince yourself of that after everything that we have been through.
I tell myself that I don't care whether or not you leave me on read,
This back and fourth bullshit from you is something that I told myself I would never deal with,
But I decided that when it comes to you, I can't deal with it anymore, and I have decided to plead the fifth.
You are a doctor who is a murdering psychopath.You hate certain people and they suffer your wrath.When a patient is racist, you think it gives you the right to kill her or him.
Hate is vileHate doesn't smileHate is rough and toughAnd sips bad stuff.
Hate hitsHate spitsFire, fireIn the dire drier.
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,
El eterno silencio
Es la muerte
A menudo decimos bajo este cielo
Donde los enemigos están en todas partes
Incluso entre matones y tontos
This is my gay poem
My poem about pride
And about finally coming out to my parents after 23 years
But you know some news falls on cotton-filled ears
Never bothering to ask where they got the cotton from.
Un baiser sur le front
Est un geste de trahison
Ce n’est pas un bisou d’amour
Empourpré de joie et d’humour.
North and South are fighting againWasting lives, money, future and funWar is hell; there, everybody is on the runNonsense is their common sin.
My mind is a Kaleidoscope of memories that I wish I could burn
But some moments are fireproof
And maybe it helps to see the world through rainbow glasses
Or maybe it’s a curse
And maybe I loved you
If you plant the seeds of loveYou'll reap gorgeous flowers of loveIf you spray the seeds of hateMany plants and treesWill blossom flowers of hateAnd you won't like the fateNobody enjoys death and miseries
WarIs where
Nobody wins
And everybody sins
At the unbeautiful bar
War is hell on earth
I will never understand what makes me a second class human being
What makes my heart so breakable, so fragile in nature
I will never understand why the hammers choose me
Choose to destroy everything I have left
So you ask me why I hate you
And all I can muster is "because"
You ask me because why
And I tell you "because I don't"
Well you don't what
"I don't hate you and that makes me hate you"
These days when one googles: bigotry; One face shows up, not by hypocrisy, Not by accident. This is a darn travesty.The leader of such a wonderful countryShould not be carrying this ugly baggageOf bigotry, racism, and hate.
When it comes to emotion between you and me, I was never moved by your subtle ways you think brings everyone concord.
You smile, but what do you smile for?
In a wayi have no ideawhat life is all about.
i have plenty of questionsto ask the worldand many things to find out.
Black,
White.
Muslim,
Christian.
Rich,
Poor.
We are covered in labels,
And drowning in sterotypes.
We can't break free,
From the painful lies.
My skin is white,
Now DON'T Let The Title Confuse You... !!!
This Piece Is About How People ABUSE...
People of SUBSTANCE Because of POOR Judgement... !!!
By This What I Mean Is That People Now Seem...
The hate. It rages;
burns my shackles to reality
until I am no longer bound.
So I whither and shrink and hide,
like an arachnid,
And the Giant sighed, grimace and frown
as its impossible form was broken down.
Bones like steel, warped and bent,
and skin like leather, was easily rent.
No sign its might, no courage seen,
I'm a broken man,
living but barely hanging on to this ledge.
I'm undead,
heart still beating,
but unfocused on this path ahead.
I wish I could make admins,
with all the tortue you put me in.
Once in my life i thought that i was happy
when i was with you i just felt no pain
looking back, i know i was insane
you abused me, u tore me and you broke me
There’s so much I do on your behalf.
Restrain myself.
Degrade myself.
I keep myself in check.
Keep myself down and lowly,
IN MY DREAM
The clothes hanging on my line
Are not mine
Where have I been
Lost again
In my dream
A floating stream
None of the things belong to me
Not that I can see
What’s With What Comes Out of These... NEW AGE Clowns... !?!
ALWAYS Talking About OTHER Peoples’ Grounds... ?!?
In Some VAIN Attempt To AFFECT... The Drag Down... !!!
Why is it people idolize famous people like they are gods?
What is this fascination we have as beings we tend to be ignorant in the ways of how people really are?
Why is it people idolize famous people like they are gods?
What is this fascination we have as beings we tend to be ignorant in the ways of how people really are?
Deja Vuvu, I'm alone and you're out doing you.
Only difference is that there are no tears being shed over the absence of you.
Heart numb from repeating the same things needed, but dismissed.
And we are at it again, why do I go back to him out of all men.
Just to sit and pretend, like I love him again.
Like he is actually a friend, but worse than letting a stray dog move in.
I‘m holding the keys, I'm driving this car.
Played games, pushed me way too far.
I’m setting higher standards, and raising the bar.
New beginning for me, mind my business from afar.
I’m not a poet.
I have tried writing poetry before
And it never worked out.
But if I decided, one day, that I wanted
To become a poet, all my poems
Stop making people feeling ashamed of themselves just because thier life didn't turn out as they expected ...
Don't let people feel bad for wearing what they can afford, let them wear thier fake stuff in peace
When writing this poem/song, I took inspiration from the greatest rapper of our time (in my opinion), Tupac Amaru Shakur/also known by his stage alias, “2PAC” while listening to arguably his most popular diss song called “Hit
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.
How simple is the solution really?
Is it really that easy to live with these feelings?
Can I learn how to live while hating myself?
Can I function in day to day life without some kind of help?
Does anyone else feel like I feel?
Like one minute my world is full of light and I have this fire under me that guarentees love, happiness, success
JULY 12
Twenty weeks ago In a boat on a floating cloud With marmalade trees and Milky Way skies
Nothing but real allowedOnly natural highs....
Don’t let a heavy heart from loving tomorrow
We must stand up and love for ourself
Put everything aside
Hug ourself
The little me is crying inside of me
I am ignoring because I despise me
Why is it we feel the need to write about love?
Myself especially.
Look around you at the world.
Look at the pain.
Look at the suffering.
Look in the places you never thought to look,
To: You Know Who You AreThis is the last letter I’ll write.
It’s too hard to be around you
and know that you might know
but not know if you actually know
What does it mean to be American?
It means slowly getting rights to have them stripped away again
People will contrast the Time changes of Then versus Now
Hot topic time, what about race?
It’s a great moment to talk about the issue staring us in our face.
You see, during the Great Depression Black people had it the worst.
Section I
I am much too forward with my words
I interrupt people while they talk
With completely unrelated pieces
I am the massacre. A scourge worthy of a mausoleum for all too see. Feels like Ive lived a hundred years and all those years you didn't see. I took everyone's hope away and destroyed any left for me. I concealed my deception as I consumed your per
It starts with a girl who gets raped & gives birth on her way to the land of opportunity
Hi Friend,Or, uh. . .
Maybe friend.
I only say
Maybe
Because it has been
52 days since I saw
You last.
I can’t stop Thinking about you.
I have loved you since
The first day of 9th grade
When you just
Moved into our school.
I love you.
Invisible tears,
Blood stained wrists,
The world is painted gray,
Slowly fading day by day.
Withering emotions,
Broken hearts,
Eyes so sunken,
Lifeless from pain.
Filled with joy until I’m hit with depression,
It smacks me back and forth like I am its obsession.
He comes into my room spending late nights,
I said 'No' that evening.
I told you not to do that.
Not to touch my breasts.
But you didn't listen that night, did you?
You asked me to 'calm down'.
You told me everyone did it anyway,
Do you remember me?
Do you remember the way you pulled at my hair?
Bit my shoulders
Thighs
Legs
The way you hit me
Leaving marks of yourself over me
The way you flung money on my face
It has been two years today
Since I have had a fight with my then girlfriend
And, crying bitterly, I entered the living room
Replied to my father’s concerns
And let him know his daughter was dating a girl.
Daddy Daughter Memories
You have good memories you have bad ones. But the ones that stick are bad ones. I have never understood why they do, but they do.
“Take me,” She said. So I took her away. I went inside, but not like they went inside. See, I didn’t make her
suffer when I felt her flesh. They took away my innocence while I confirmed hers. You call me “girl” and call me “crazy”
I grew up being told I was beautiful.
Typical white beauty.
"Oh, you better watch out when you're older, the boys will be breaking down the door."
I grew up thinking I was beautiful,
I would rather hate you then love the idea of you.
That's the world I've been inhabiting for the last few months.
My stream has emptied into the sea of your emotions,
and I am tossed around in the malestrom of your moods.
I was willing to change for you, you know.
And I thought I've loved people before you,
they always say the first hurts the worst, so I thought it was over.
The pain, you know.
Ya Know ... It REALLY is True ... !
A LOT of People AIN'T Cool ... !!!
And Be Trying Their BEST To Bring You STRESS ... !!!!
Some It Seems Are ENVIOUS Thieves ...
Who Be PLOTTING Schemes And DEVIOUS Deeds ... !!!
It's been a year. Things still make me miss you. I can't say anything out loud thoughBecause saying it out loudMeans that itIs true.
I want him to say this:
"I'm in love with you, okay?
if you're looking for the word that means caring for someone beyond all rationality
The fact is that you did not raise me
You neglected me
You betrayed me
You left me there to figure it all out on my own
you promised we'd make it
your love, you promised you wouldn't fake it
the thought of me leaving, you said you could't take it
yet it was you who left
me in the place you promised i'd never be again
warmth.
embrace, it's something i lack.
i'll be without, you won't come back.
hate.
love, it's all an illusion.
at this point it's all confusion.
fate.
CAN'T Black People Just Get ALONG ... !?!
Well My Answer To This Is ... I Guess NOT ... !!!
DON'T Get Me WRONG ... !!!!!
Of Course SOME Do But NOT For Long ... !!!
Even if I could become the greatest poet in the world,
I don't know if I could tell you the words to win you over.
You don't understand where I am coming from.
You have gotten everything you have ever wanted
There are times
When I hate myself
For what I have done
Or what I know I can do.
But I love myself
It's confusing
To be so confused
But I love myself.
That I know
There's a constant feeling of worry when the cop car passes.
There's a constant worry when the white flags arise.
There's a constant worry when the oppressor is still breathing.
Immigrants THIS And Immigrants THAT ... !!!
All This Government Talk's Helping Hatred SOAR ... !!!!!
Meantime They KEEP ON Making Plans And Setting ... "TRAPS" ... !!!
I used to detest life. Sometimes I still do. It was deep yet shallow and still I could not find my place Above the waves
Are You AFRAID of What You See When You look At Me ... ?
Well Can't You See That This Is How Most Racists Be ... ?
If You're AFRAID ... Because I'm Tall And Black ...
Why Be Like That I'm Just A Man ... ?!?
“Are you okay?" they ask."Yeah, I'm just tired" I answer.Just tired of work pilling up.Just tired of stress.Just tired of not being able to sit in math class without having an anxiety attack.
What if we all walked with our eyes closed?
Would we lose our social standards or would we find new ways to call each other ugly?
Would our skin tone still be juxtaposed?
Why Do People ... " HATE " ... ?!?
Because of Someone's Race ... ?
Because of Their Religion ... ?
Or Because Someone's ... " Gay " ... ?
I Don't Believe In HATE ... !!!
But Hate Is Getting GREAT ... !!!
In a far and forgotten realmWhere love never goesAnd smoke instead of The clean air blowsAnd no birds there anymoreJust ash-covered crowsThat is the realmOf unkept hate That wretched soul was warnedBy the author who spoke for peace Because the ide
Tell me who are you in the dark? Are you the devil or the little spark
Tell me who are you when I'm alone? Are you the light or the huge storm
Trapped in the night
Can't see a sight
Far away from light
Strings around so tight
Every wrong not right
The fire ashes bite
Bruising it with a knife
healing it with a cut
Brushing it with a sigh
breaking it with silence
Silence I hear it
so deep it could stop it
I'm scared of letting go
I'm scared to be free
What if it's not like
like what I've dreamed
Pathetic naive
that's not the least
Come on get out
get out of me
I'm a prisoner in my own body
sweating every time you remind me
Anxiety
It held me hostage at my own party
took my hand just to throw it back at me
Anxiety
Breaking down behind hidden walls
secrets and lies every time I fall
letters and words that silencs stole
not knowing my worth every time I loose control
Love and hate I lost them both
“Who goes there?“
Said I into the black.
No reply, except the echo back,
Except the echo that,
Bounced through the walls
Of the cluttered hall,
Giving way to pause, as my heart stalls.
I had this thing for someone that I knew was bad
My freinds told me to leave him
Now he dumped me and I am sad
I feel alone in this world
I have a twin but she doesn't help
My mom is in jail
I had this thing for someone that I knew was bad
My freinds told me to leave him
Now he dumped me and I am sad
I feel alone in this world
I have a twin but she doesn't help
My mom is in jail
If you're going to the same party I am,
please don't ask where I'll be.
I'll be wearing my revenge dress, dancing with a boy with blue hair or a girl with a nose ring,
and you don't want to see that.
i feel so young
yet so awfully old all at once
i need life to slow down for me
because i can't decide who i am
or where i want to be
or what's going to come of all of this
I’m not really much of a poet
But know I can talk about a lot of crooked mess
Cuz u never know what you’re really capable of
Until you’re put thru the right test.
Bang! Bang!
The gun sang and the sound rang as he hangs
His blood spilt inside of the house he had built
Filled with guilt; you rapidly rose
He turns a cyrstal pale and looks so frail
I wish the color of my skin was a blessing in society's eyes.
Just because I'm not freak'n pale.
Maybe, if I was darker I would get more hate.
I don't know much about football.
You say I'm like water
That can mean many things
Water can be smooth and calm
Gentle, cool to the touch
Water doesn't stay in one place
It doesn't settle down much
Normal people find there happy places
Well for me
I don't have one
This happy persona is just a lie
I'm not happy,
I'm sad
Free
Your heart
For me today,
Tomorrow, any other day,
Whenever suits you best!
I'll be here--in every day life
Waiting
Patiently alone
-spend every moment doing meaningless things just to make time pass by faster.
-take a hot bath as to finally feel something warm.
If you could see my face right now
you would be scared.
I haven’t looked in the mirror in 4 years
because
if I do, I’m afraid it will crack.
I’m tired of this life that I’ve been living.
If love is fleeting
Then it's sleeting.
You said you hate me
Now you date me.
You get me riled up,
When the bills are piled up.
I'm already stressed,
I can't deal with that mess.
I took a drag
and hid behind the rush it gave
because when you're high life can't be bad
I pushed the pain aside
and let the smoke take me with it
while locking my fears inside
You hit me hard
You played your cards
You broke a glass
And caught the shards
you broke my heart
tore it apart
You left me here
Nowhere to start
So the story goes
As far as I can remember family gatherings have consisted of speech regarding illegal aliens and the economy. I can not remember a time when my family was not concerned with such things.
I look out into the world and wonder, what the hell happened. I used to live inside a lego house, but now the bricks are melting like a pool of plastic memories.
The effect of your affection is wearing out
You shouldn't have waited so long
Kept him wondering if to you he belongs
Only for the agony to prolong
The place has turned vacant, yet
I know it's hard when you realize that were better people separated than together,
Overcoming a pain so strong, it resembled a child being taken from his mother,
I miss everything that was us,
the memories of you have burned a hole into my brain,
theyve singed my hair,
painted the walls ash-grey.
i asked if i could burn the sweatshirt
but it wasnt your face i was looking at,
I have never been so down
Not to be to angsty
I'm not, just down
I rolled into a bar,
Just to sit and be near someone.
The dudes here just
Talk about beer, and woman
And me?
Im missing mine.
Put bullets in the heads
Of all you hope to acheive.
Your life, is futile.
It is the most meaningless
Of all vanity,
And I suppose I can not
Describe it.
Death to self
I am a cloud
I will water this land
I will see it grow
Nothing can destroy me
My hope keeps me strong
I can see the acid they pour
It is weak
Their attempts cannot stop a storm
The devil is brighter than the love you be.
The darkness is terrified,
(For you), it’s too bright to see.
Off you go, daughter
To a land of your own
For you and yours
To glow, and grow
I love you, and I love you too
Isolation of my soul brought out the worst in me
The original justification for this was
Ive been hurt before so why try again
but once I got the taste of love on my toungue again
Made with no love for myself, no self respect.
No one is going to hold my cold hand when I am bitter.
Always blue, no one wants me, not the Devil or God.
I was made for no one.
I was meant to die alone.
Im sorry I grew up mom
I’m sorry I’m not your little girl anymore..But no matter how many times you try to deny that it’s me and I need to change Frankly you have no say in this matter....
You hold my hands
Wrap the gauze around my bruised knuckles,
Whisper me pieces of words
For my mind to create
Into stained-glass portraits.
I can see the rain a comin'
fire in my eyes
I can see the rain a comin'
baby no disquise
with you.
I can see your face when I'm alseep
the words you never said rest heavy on my heart
“It’s not rape if you like it”
a sentence created from arrogance
”it’s not rape if you like it”
a sentence formed by the uneducated
“it’s not rape if you like it”
do you mean arousal non-concordance
( Based on Manchester Bombing, 2017, and the death of Saffie Roussos. )
"Come on Ashlee, you promised you'd get up and dance!"
I look at my little sister, her grin and stubborn stance,
don't you ever just want to throw up
at how many people use
our belief system to justify
their rancid, filthy hate?
i'd give my left arm and right hand to love everyone
the way i'm supposed to and
Bloom. Life begins to zoom.
Growing up too soon.
Been six years in school.
Not my first crush but closest
to first love.
Went through things no kid ever should've.
Years of off and on revealed to be
Mirror, Mirror
On the wall
Tell me what you see
Can you tell me why
Do I hate to look at you?
Mirror, Mirror
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,
This is an ode to the boys who have hurt me.
I will not talk about the ones who came before the ninth grade,
How do you write something happy
that's also good?
My efforts always seem to fall short
when I attempt to write
about how the sun feels
on my skin,
because that skin contains scars
The fuzzy, warm
Feeling you find inside
Your heart
Gives you a tingle
As subtle as summers soft breath
Brushing past your arm
Love,
Murdered, needed,
Losing, fearing, hating
Accepted by few, given to many,
Loving, feeling, taking,
Consumes, alive,
Hate
And again, she went off cursing the rain of its' loneliness. She despised everything to do with the rain, it screamed his name. And again, on this day she dressed of black with curls engaging men with eyes of blue.
She didn’t know,
What would happen,
when he came to her life
She wasn’t aware
That she slowly changed,
to another person for him
Fear,
Find the ones that you hold dear.
Fear,
Keep them safe for I am near.
Fear,
You are the useless broken seer.
Hate,
For what’s darkness,
But a contrast to light?
The only reason light can exist
Is because there is darkness for it to illuminate.
Light heals,
The only creature
who truly knows freedom:
high-flying bird
Give me freedom or
Give me DEATH!
I'll settle for rights.
A 16 year old
with car keys in hand
The way you speak to me
only shows the way you speak to yourself.
-so please stop hurting the both of us
You sweet wandering child
with your soft, kind smile
and hope-stricken thoughts
oozing out your pores and
infecting those around you--
Tell me,
how have you maintained your innocence in this
Tears of joy in a rain of hearts.
Clouds spread across the wall with flames engulfed by a passive wave.
In this day I found my pain,
My freedom,
And my closure.
What is wrong with certain words or how it is used?
Around the world, all people have languages.
They also have words that come with them.
Certain words and certain uses of words cause harm.
You are what made me.
You are what brought me to my knees.
You are what rose above me in triumph.
You are my downfall.
I am what made You.
I am what made You able to tower high above me.
The most beautiful blue sky comes after a day of rain,
The most beautiful art comes from a place of pain,
Some of the wisest people we claim to be insane,
These worldly people are evil, ice reigns in their veins,
Desolate and despairing, though this world may be,
At least we are fortunate to brave it with another.
And whilst my voice they won't hear and my face they may not see,
It's hard to explain
The hate I feel
When I look into the mirror
When I see my reflection
The reflection
That has hated me since
Since
I can't even remember
When the hate
THE WORLD IS GOING TO END WHEN EVERYBODY BELIEVES THERE IS NO END
THE TRUTH IS BLUE TO THE FACT THE LORD IS COMING HOME
The Irony in this Nation
How a color
A sound
Can trigger someone’s mind to hate
The accusations and discrimination that holds a great sense of problem in this white nation
shadows fading swirling pulling tugging
taking me into a world that ill never control
"it's dangerous" they whisper
what living?
is it dangerous because I'm different
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
I hope nobody trusts you againlike I did you
I pray you never hurt another personlike you did me
You carved into my soulAnd have taken peicesThey will never grow back
I would like to look at the sky, but the starsopen my blood and disturbthe verses on the mouths of the dead:
Yes and No
Everytime you talk,
You tell me how i'm so pretty.
Now you have me in shock,
those words come with a fee.
You're hot, you're cold
Fragility is the stability of the broken mind
Do not confuse the lies that hold the two down
To be fragile is the empowerment of the vulnerable
To be stable is the advantage of the emotional
A message comes out of nowhere...
"Hey girl, what are you up to rn?"
Seems perfectly safely unsafe, but I answer anyways.
"Oh, you know, nothing much."
just a little wind.
just the slightest breeze
kindles a dying spark into a healthy flame.
and the fires swept across the land.
stripped the meat off the land and
Sewing
What can I say.
What could I type.
Words pop into my head
Despite,
The anger
The wanting
The need.
I’m sick,
of all the gun violence and hate
The Hate U Give movie showed me that
I’m sick and tired
so there she was hiding in the shadowcowering in fear of what he would say if he found out
she was one of those people he spoke of,
The hate you give may be
The hate you'll receive
You give what you get,
You get what you give.
So often, this philosophy.
-
And so, molded by hate,
I become what I hate.
Why does this happen?
Flowers can't grow without water,
Love can't grow without guidance.
Flowers can't grow with stress,
Love can't grow with hate.
Flowers bloom and die,
Protest is a complicated word,
defined as people making their voices heard.
We are encouraged to protest for what we believe,
however no one ever seems to concede.
We are told to work together to make a change,
I don’t know much about corruption. She thinks her daughter is corrupted. Ask me, I know she’s finer than a dime. Oh, she thinks her daughter is corrupted.
I don’t love him I care why can’t I just be friends with him?
Why do they judge and attack me for being friends with someone triple my age?
M other blesses the day I was born, why is it
Y ou spit upon it like a curse?
L ike the day God chose to paint me brown
Speak Up, Speak Out
silence is emptiness
emptiness left by our own inaction
inaction leads to no where
Speak Up, Speak Out
nothing said is nothing done
why wait years
Speak Up, Speak Out
Alright, enough with this nice girl bullshit
It took too long to understand that an open hand can't hold shit
'Cause the more you give, the more they want
Too many lives lost,
Haunting, howling, crying, wailing...the voices of our ancestors.
Understand this, my brothers and sisters:
Today I painted my nails black
so next time I
dig them into your warm
cold, indifferent back
you might feel my anger
under your skin
and maybe my kiss might
Liked by many though I still feel alone,
Surrounded by others but still trecking on my own.
they try to understand my pain but they have different trials,
though no one truly hurts me death begins to beguile.
I can see the muddy footprints
On the sliding wood door frame
I can see the tracks of tires
But you left before I came.
Without a breath
Without a sliver
Of respect to my name.
It hurts knowing you're smiling with her
It hurts knowing you are looking at her the way you used to look at me
It hurts knowing you're texting her the way you used to text me
It hurts knowing that you are kissing her
Look around, what do you see?
So many different shades of colors
Each with a face and a different story
Constantly judged by appearance and the way we look
But let me tell you who I am because I'm not an open book
The question is...
When did you start caring?
You never once took action to make sure I was okay
You never once asked me how was my day
You never once told me it was going to be okay
You never once!
I haven't felt so relieved in my life.
I want you gone forever.
Leave and don't return.
You asked me if I remembered
all the good times we had,
and I do.
If you cared you would not go,
If you cared you would not stray away,
If you cared you would not leave in hatred,
If you really wanted me you would not give me all the hatred you do.
I am not a toy.
the shade of our skin,
the color of our eyes,
the shape of our noses,
the way our hair falls,
things we don’t decide
yet they seem to be
deciding factors in how we see eachother,
Depression & Co.
Sadness
Anger
Depression
Anxiety
You have molded me
Like a slab of marble
The one who clims to love me
But the one who often isn't there
A walking contradiction
The angel on my shoulder
The devil whispring in my ear
Get out!
Or stay
Whichever one you chose to do
Every time, every day that I see those flowers
I think of you.
Why did I choose to keep them?
She looks at the mirror
with glistening tears
staring at what nobody else could ever see.
Scars invisible to the world
mar all of her thoughts in regard
to what she could be
and what she sould see
Regardless of:
what we look like,
what we wear,
who we choose to love with care
We must come together on what makes us the same
Your scent is intoxicating
Your touch is captivating
God I want you
I want you so bad
I miss you
But I can't have you
It's not good for me or for you
This would just break us further
Sweat,
I feel it dripping down, wet.
Heavy breathing
I close my eyes, hoping it’s just me dreaming.
Softly touches me,
I hold him tightly...
Trapped,
Push me too far and I will tumble over the
edge
Make my heart stop and
I'll listen to what he says.
As much as I'd love to stay and chat
The more you pull me in, the next step I take
back.
You're you
and I’m me
There’s no one else I’d want you to be
Why can’t you say the same of me
I came flying out
You came crashing down
With golden locks of lace
I waltz around this town
This is no modern palace
This is my old home town
The people pass me by
And whisper to themselves
Am I the man that used to cry
We live in a country where, we become aware
of political issues through songs.
Songs stating, "This is America" its just not fair.
Children being ripped away from their mothers,
(Intro)
So, tell me how you really fell,
Just tell me what you want.
Afraid of falling for you,
Could I be your only sun?
Sick of playing wicked games,
-And sick of playing of the part.
Life is tough when you fall so easy, you never see it coming
Smiles make you melt, words shatter dreams of the lonely
It's tough when he only looks at you, you fall faster
You have a beautiful smile, thats what you said.
I laughed it off as just pretend.
A month then passed and you were there,
Right beside me combing my hair.
Behind my ear in a loving way,
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,
You are there beginning through end
You encompass us before we are even given a soul
You shout at the thought of the fears we do send
I come to see you during lunch
My heart, in pain to much
You open the door and you see
Me, in all of my vulnerability
But you don't bat an eye, much like the other guy
You hug me,
But not out of love
Darkness and isloation
the only two things I ever used to know
mind your business
hold your head down
don't let anyone know you are here
you exist
you take up space
but that doesn't matter
All I do is get on your nerves...
Make you feel bad and make you hate me...
My friends are anger, anxiety.. oh and well... fear.
PLOT TWIST.
I hate poetry.
Poetry is rhymes and meters...
and rules on rules.
It makes no sense.
What you can write anything?
ANYTHING.
No formed needed?
Rejection. It hurts like a bitch. But sometimes rejection provides a greater picture to one's head. Rejection just makes me feel like I'm not worth love. Or happiness. Or even affection. And it's not the person who rejected me that hurts...
I’m so scared
I’mscaredI’mscaredI’mscaredI’mscared
I don’t know
What to do
How to act
What to say
I’m so scared
I wish I could say “I hate you.”
I wish I could say “I love you.”
I wish for these two things,
And they tear me apart;
One leading down a path of no return
Love breaks me like no one has before.
The reminiscent sting of its every touch
is like a million needles piercing my
mind
body
soul.
I want you to build me back up.
Hating poetry is easy
It makes you think
It makes you learn
Teachers force you to write in weird ways
To convey stoies you don't care about
What even is poetry
except dumb-downed writing?
It has taught me expression,
but not through hate, anger, or ridicule.
It has taught me to show my feelings,
without foul language.
It has given me an outlet,
to express my hate towards society.
Click*
The light flicked
The darkness hid.
Hisss!
The cat whispered
To the cockroach In the crib,
The baby is dead,
The house is filled with holes
And no water,
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.
I am MONDAY,
and I am here to tell you that
Dear, i m not that cruel..
just don’t compare me with your favourite friday. That hurts me all the way.
Love is like a rose, maybe that's why roses are givin' to loved ones on special occasions
Such as; Valentine's Day, anniversaries, special events, and sometimes just to say I love you.
i spend my days now trying to forget your voice,
the same voice that made the my skin stand tall,
the same voice that told me everything would be okay,
Break the silence
with a scream oh,
ALL men will see!
That nothing is what it isnt,
So please be free!
All men are destructive,
So read something better than these
"Please stay with me, daddy!"
"Please don’t leave me!"
You were walking so fast.
Too fast for my little feet to keep up.
We battle our masters
with laughter that shatters
the perception of contrasting stature.
A giggle is a stave through the heart of catastrouphy.
But we hide behined tears,
Life is meticulous.
it lingers on, trapped
in between the cracks
of "destiny", and "maybe".
and everything is shady
or burning in the blaze of
ray beams ...
and right now its flaming.
Upon the lovely,
of America’s golden plains,
her monuments of past era,
made of steel and glass,
tempered with the fires of hope;
cast cold shadows
over astonishing rage of times.
You broke my trust
Now you've lost me
I won't come back
I won't call
I tried
And you lost me
We won't talk
We won't be friends
You won't be anything to me
You lost me
Break the bonds of doubt
You are a slave to you,
Change you
To change your world,
If you don't change your approach
The outcome will not change.
Break the bonds of fear
You are chained to you
I do not decide who I am, for who I am is decided by another
Some may think I strive to harm, but some may see me as their brother.
Burning You
Sometimes, I want to just light you up,
Burn you in your sleep.
Burn you while you’re awake.
It would be easy.
I'd warm my heart with your flames.
Devil Eyes
One has turned into two
This feeling is so new
I have heard this from you
Goddamn
What the hell did I do
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
That smile
Broke me.
Here at the start of suffering
I let
You,
And only
You
Break my resolve
And I simply
Couldn't fight
The tears
Anymore.
All who attempt to
Behold the wondrous works
Of the ancient wielders of pathos
Are to wait until eternal rest comes upon them
Pin prick after pin prick and thread after thread,
we are nothing more then stitched smiles onto burlap faces
that sit on workbenches of lost people.
These chapped-lipped apologies seem stuffed and overflowing,
Everything takes me back
Back to that moment
That moment when I mumbled
“I love you”
Every song I hear
Sparks a memory,
Dear K,
Intoxicated were we, but intoxicating was your kiss,
the night we first expressed ourselves to each other.
Wrapped in your sweet embrace,
unaware of future regret.
To the ones who have hurt me the most-
I hate that you know when I'm holding back tears;
how I play with my jewelry or pinch at my skin
I hate that you know how I like my sandwiches-
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
The hate will growDrums of war will beatImprison all who do not participateBe with usor be forgot
Dear Lover,
I am not a puppy or a little plaything you can choose because you think I am cute,
I am not a creature you can punish for not behaving how you would like me to,
Fake men afraid to have real conversations
Adverse persuasion
Scared of world view revelations
So the same hatin' going down in police stations
A scourge of white rats
Foul, diseased
Intent on destroying everything in their path
And the Pied Piper that leads them plays songs of evil
They have been waiting...
Watching.
For years
The first time you love someone that isn’t your mother
But when they go, heartbreak is something you now know.
Dear Kayla, I hope you figure out yourselfFinish and accomplish things so you don’t have to rely on anyone elseDon’t be insecure, holding your breath, sucking in your stomach to appear slimmerWorking out, till you pass out, because you’re wearing
Dear Heart, You are my rythym,The sole reason my eyes flutter open every morning,The source of my existence,My body's only coping mechanism,And my brain's greatest rival. Although you are blind,
Dear me, You’ll regret this you know.Letting time slip by;it’ll pass in a flash.You’re leaving soon. You’ll hate this you know.All these hours you workfor a chance at more school.You’ll be there soon. You’ll doubt this you know.The path you have c
You pick the pieces
out of my heart
And throw them away
without a second thought
I drink of romance
Carrying me today
for your smile
faked as a common
manipulation
Beautiful sacrifices rest upon my throne
Their screams and cries of mercy chill me to the bone
A harlot I was, throw your lousy stone
Set fire to my skin
Face flat - cold cement
Strings that hold - strings that break
All the things that you said-
Meaningless.
Yet.We defy. Nature. The odds. Authority.
We fly. We soar. We breathe. We die.
Dear self,
I found your old book.
The book of lines and ink that pulled you out from where you were.
Poetry saved you.
I re-read the poems you had marked.
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.
You provide a picture as realistic as can be,Granting people far and wide with the ability to seeWhat others eyes gaze upon day after day.But to keep
Abhorrence burns my fingertips
the tongue in my palms
coaxing...
the yells from my throat
it’s like barbed wire
on porcelain skin-
Dear Hate, I hate you. Always have, always will.I hate how you ensnare, trap, and tangleand like a fly I danglein your web of red hot anger.I hate how you make me crumple li
Fire was he
He was the one who scared
He was the one who burned
But he also was the one who warmed
You were saying you were fine
Acting all alright
Because you loved him way too much to leave him
To a Certain Skeletal Sickness
Dear Ana, you know your devastation on me.
When you take a physical part away, you also steal my soul
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
They talk about fairness
And honest wages.
They talk about making it all right.
They make jokes about work unions
And they like to say it's all going to change
Or they quite.
But they are weak.
Moonlight streaked
Through the rocket smoke
Like blood rinsed through
A butcher shop drain.
And just like that
They silence the disposable
For we are merely a resource for warmongers.
All around
Stars in the night
Shepherds and
wise men saw the star,
That let them to the king of all
Because in baby showers the color is already since forever set in stone
Because there are people this moment getting discriminated by their God-given skin tone
You were my first love,
At least that is what I thought.
You messed up my life,
Because now everything I do is related back to you.
Present in class,
under the antiseptic light of the lecture hall my words infect the air,
and my fat brass opinion dissipates into discussion.
The next hand raises
Dear friend,
I love seeing you every morning.
Your presence makes me shutter.
I enjoy our small talk. It's nice.
Sometimes there's silence. It's nice.
Dear mother,
You
were naive, and
young, and
not ready for any
of this.
But you wanted this.
You wanted this, unprepared.
Blinded.
I was handed off,
I often wonder,
Why are we here,
Are we born just to die,
If so why,
Why is dying the only guarantee in life,
Is there life after death,
All of this begs the question...
Fight it,
Come on,
Fight it,
I'm better than this,
Softly addictions whisper to me,
Late at night when I'm all alone,
But I'm tired of giving in,
I'm tired of abusing myself,
The brilliant dark
is terrifying.
It is brighter
then any soul is dark
But darker
Then the power of any blazing suns light.
All this
And yet it is empty.
All you can hear
Is the echos
Once sacred bodies thrown promiscuosly about,
Angels and Demons reside within the same house.
Here lies a soldier,
Here lies a clown.
One missing its arms,
One missing its frown.
Here lies a Princess,
I try to love you,
But I can’t.
I try to accept you,
But it is impossible.
They’ve told me to caress you,
But I only have blades.
They’ve told me to take care of you,
Because I am not who you want me to beYou criticize, chastise, and punish meCurse me to the end of the Earth,And throw your religion in my face.
Dear mother,
I banged on your bedroom door with a bleeding heart
you pretended to be asleep
I hate you
I came home and found a note on my bed, in which you wrote
Oh, how these past few months have been filled with tears.
Losing you was by far one of my biggest fears.
You made me face it, with your sadistic, evil ways.
And now we haven't spoken in days.
Thank you,
Much is wrong with our society,
Treating people like scum,
This causes some to turn to anarchy,
But choas without purpose is dumb.
We all have a lesson to learn,
Unity is the way to peace,
Dear world,
Everyday is another day.
Another day to wonder why--
why I'm shunned by society.
Another day to contemplate our moral code,
I know your brain is wired in a way that makes you think everybody
within a 3 mile radius hates you, is annoyed by you or thinks you’re a lazy cow.
On this night I'm in fright,
Yet the darkness is at bay,
For the shadows are lifted by moonlight.
Normally hidden by the day,
But now on the move,
I shall follow,
Bitter Sweet Exhaustion
I wish I would have known
I wish I would have known
That beauty is a just shapeshifter that turns into the nightmare shown
In the warmth of the brilliant, early morning sun,
comes a shadow only I can see
marinating in its holy scent
the delicate gradations in between.
It is a virus, a pathogen particular to you, but, as well,
Why don't they just shut up?
They don't know a single thing.
They have no clue they are my problem.
I want to stay away from every single one of them.
I don't care if they are "family"
I am not who I seemI am not a good thingI am million broken piecesI am an empty evil thingI am a wall built around myselfI am protecting the things hiddenI have a million different masks
Dear Lover,
Because I love you,
I let you walk all over me.
I forgave your infidelity.
I gave you my heart.
You replaced it with yours.
Forever...
Pain seems like a beautiful concept, as I sit contemplating your demise. I gazed into eyes constantly deceitful in nature, I guess that would explain you ignorant behavior.
Nobody wants to see beauty. In the uglyIn the sink, in the suffering dailyIn all the days before they die,The moments before they sleepSomeone is taking awful chances with chemicals in their body
I reside in a nest of twigs
There is a spot on the bed
Next to you
My nest
snaps under my weight
The twigs
They punture my back
You are worlds away
And I
Mighty is a strong word
but strong is stronger.
That may not seem right
but neither is wrong.
Hate is a strong word
but love is stronger.
That is always right
but one is wrong.
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,
Goodbye
I wont see you again.
We don't always love what loves us,
But please do not forget
that we laid out in the parking-lot
I feel alone in this loud room
chaos is all around me
and it will drag me to my doom
I just want to be free
they are so so happy, smiling
while I lay there dying
I've given up on it all
Love is enticing
Icing on cake
I'll go where it takes me
I hope I don't break
I've made journeys to hearts
Universes apart
I've seen, but I've felt much more
Let no man be lesser.
For all
Are mere specs
on the
backdrop of the void.
No,
they are particles
Inside
an expanse of nothing.
We are
Merely the reality
of our
I drank him in like the fifth bottle of beer.
Swallowing the toxic liquid, I relived the fear.
It is one o’clock in the morning,
I received a text saying,
“Baby, I’m home from work. Show me your body. I love you.”
Do you ever just want to scream?
You don’t care where you are at the moment
You just want to let your voice out
Scream at the top of your lungs
Cry until your body is exhausted
Hit the ground
And punch
H-A-T-E
A four letter word that holds so much weight
It's funny how you can love someone one day
Then the next day, that love becomes hate
We all will endure pain
We all will encounter hate
alone burning with anger
becoming stone the only defense
she gets hate from a stranger
she didn't do anything worth offense
.
It’s not okay
You know, it’s just not
It’s not okay that I can’t just be me
You say that me is all I can be
But, then, tell me why I can’t be me when I’m with thee.
Am I
Am I beautiful?
I know you tell me everyday
That I’m more radiant than the sun
But I don’t believe it for a second
That I’m even remotely attractive
Am I
Am I smart?
We were born from the same star
But stars burn out
So we did the impossible
We fell here
To this safe haven
But what is safe when it's gripped by your screaming?
Can nudes save us?
The world is at its true point…BeautifulNo more, for the world now seems ever so TwistedWe now know what’s to comeBecauseThe media even says the same thingSo it must be true
wings flapping in the windhairs standing on their end crows calling to offendtheir life can no longer mend.she dreamed of nothing sweetthey could no longer meetshe watched her girl get beatthey failed to be discreet .screaming shouting hatingno lo
writing’s gotten harder than it used to be
leaves thickening,
stars playing games
with the sticks they throw at me
Can you hear me now?
As I call out into the silence
shattering the illusion of peace
only to refill the space with
the weeping of the mourning,
and groaning of the dead,
the screaming of the innocent
see that look in her eye
torn up broken wings
how can she even fly
the hate her life brings
as days and days go by
Being cheated on hurts,
Like a bullet in the chest
Like being run over by a train
Any trying to pretend like nothing is
Wrong, only makes it worse.
Your entire life you have been searching for a home yet you only seem to feel at peace when he talks
The way his voice soothes your soul and completes a part of you nothing else can
You love me, I sit in my room playing games. You tell me you love me.
I love you, I sit at my desk in my room playing games. You tell me you love me.
You love me, I sit on my bed in my room playing games. You tell me you hate me.
Because I Love You
Because you are mine,
because you are yours
You've seen me at my worst,
and held me true
You've seen me real,
I am free
An open book,
Trudge through the mud
and the rain.
No rest for the weary
No rest from the pain
Lights and the shadows
play tricks on my brain
And my heart is strained
against a Thick rusted chain.
I walked below
The neon lights.
Dark sky flashed
against the green of slavery.
I puffed a cigar
My jeans have holes
My shoes are split like pistachios
With my black socks
Her beautiful white hair,
Glistening gently from the suns rays.
Her childish and warming smile,
Always making my day.
She suffered many problems
As I watched it happen.
When sons no longer raise swords against their father.
Who can stand?
When truth arises out of her well.
Who can stand?
When the downtrodden are lifted.
Who can stand?
When the huddled masses embrace.
Because I love you I listened to you, Because I love you I cared about you a little too much I lost my self in the process of showing you my love, in
You fucked me up
Bad.
You saw me.
Saw my soul.
Clean and fresh
And perfectly ripe.
You set your sights
I put on my rose-colored lens
The day I met him
When the “I love you’s” and “You’re my everything’s”
Were clouds covering a dark storm
Every time you look up at me towering over you,
Your almond shaped eyes seem to grow larger on your tiny face.
Like soulful puddles of warm chocolate,
They sparkle with a sort of knowing innocence.
Because I love you, I care.
Because I love you, I won't let go.
But do you love me like I love you?
Would you let go if pressured upon?
Because I love you, I give you all.
It starts with an inkling
A whisper of a secret that turns into a shout in your brain
As the voice learns how vocal chords work better together
Even when they are all raw from restraining
Silence was...
Before you spoke.
While still in my embrace
Your voice ended in quiveres.
Asking qurries we both
didn't want to hear the answeres to.
So they stayed rhetorical.
I've come to realize
Not everything can be mesmerize
For all that comes
Always ends
The pain it cost
Can be played by most
Such a weary situation
For a " so to be " relation
Because I love you..
That means I should spend all my time with you
Forget about my friends
My family
My life
Because I love you..
I should give my all even when you give none in return
I want to be with you all the time
Because I love you
I want to not be miles apart
Because I love you
Don't talk to other guys
Because I love you
Don't talk to anyone, just go home
Dear America,
You call yourself great,
but you’re built on ignorance and hate.
Your flag colors are red, white, and blue,
but show us your real colors; don’t hide the truth.
I wish I could take you from your pain.
I wish I could draw you a door
So you could open it and leave,
But paper doors are as thin as the notion.
And we are two paper boats being set alight
When I used to sleep at nightMy mind would always take flightIn the morning I'd wake up and you'd just take flight I can't stand to in my sightYea ain't nothin rightAbout you and me Us and theyHe and she ain't shit All I want to do is loveWhy can
666
Or 17 years of age
I was 18
When you messed me up.
I tried
You tried
Money was
And is an issue,
And I only got 6.66 dollars
In my bank account.
It sucks.
The last of the warriors in me died today.
They put up a good fight
against fear, hate, and depression.
But they threw their hands up in defeat today
and the captain hung himself.
A healthy relationship.
What is "healthy"?
Saying I love you when you get off the phone?
A good night and good morning text?
A like on instagram?
A tagged picture?
I learned the secret to success
Is to push on when you can't.
But my brains are battered
My soul is wet.
My hands are tired,
Please don't forget,
That I tried harder then ever
To no good effect.
I charge
Through the night
Like a buffalo child.
There is darkness in my eyes
And my hope,
It's a flickering light.
As if it were a candle
Disappearing into whispy
Smoke
I once saw a star
In the midnight air
shining straight towards me
Though it was lovely,
it was manipulative
Though it was manipulative,
I kept wishing
Wishing to the star,
Broken Fixers.
This life isn't broken.
It was never a working thing.
The people didn't know.
They cry
The lily
is the flower for a home.
But Californian poppies
make me feel so home sick
Roses make me angry,
and any flower from Britain
Is a flower for a whore.
But lilies
I made a rope bridge
Out of
Broken shoe laces
And
Mirror shards.
I know...
It's just my luck.
But love,
Love has just about flipped it.
My bridge was meant to take me
From here,
Waking up,
you're by my side ,
I'm so in love with you .
I want to stay with you until we're old.
I know you don't mean it love
the kicks ,the screams,the punches.
You're hands ,
so soft ,
There is a fragile world with a city made of eggshells.
Alas,
The ground is always cracked
And the people are made of glass.
Sickening lies
black hearted as they would say
The lies convincingly told
day by day
They have gotten so good
nobody can call your words false
as my stomach churns inside
Dad, can you help me fix this shit?
I keep trying to build mountains out of nothing,
And you always could fix anything.
I know, you'd pick a shovel up, and help me
Dig my own grave, if only I'd ask.
There is an empty reality for men in this world.
Taking all they had.
The pastors, politicians, and bosses.
They remove a man's heart.
And they don't fill the spot with anything.
They just leave it.
Empty.
Politics & Religion
Were never meant for polite society
My parents taught me.
But polite society doesn't exist
At least in this day and age.
Now and again vulgarities show
Marring perfect plans
Let me tell ya about a time I thought it was in love Thought I was in a fairytale Made me feel like a princess Yea he also called me his queenAnd he bought be things like rings that bling and food never failed to make sure I was good But behind th
My girl is like a starry night.
But without the bleakness.
And only the stars.
Sometimes there are clouds,
But they are clouds of anxiety
That cover up the light and glints
Of fiery spikes of planets.
The lake I lingered as I tossed and turned,
I dipped my feet in a pool of fury-- it burned.
I scent the smell of burning ashes pondering in the midst,
The nostalgia of a reserved and reimbursing scene, yet
Oh lord,
Shatter my heart through
The barbed wire fence
That embodies my logic
And philosophy.
Let my heart be an open wound,
Let it feel the laceration
That is the result of your truths.
The great American eclips
was supposed to be the end of the world.
I spent it at work.
One o'clock rolled around,
And the world turned into a graveyard.
All the workers shuffled outside to see.
Fairytales.
They don't come in true colors.
Some come in blue.
Some come in romantic red,
But some come,
In Backless Black.
In the depths of darkness,
When he wrapped me in his arms
I felt like I was safe,
No insecurites could touch me;
He and I were the same.
I could feel the dopamine release,
as he pulled me closer.
No pressures to have sex,
[(I was 15 at the time I wrote this.)]
Because I'm not like you,
you fear me,
you hate me,
you torture me.
I refuse to be like you.
I fear you,
I hate you,
I run from you.
Dark Hearts,
Clouded Dreams,
Undying Memories
The wrath of blood
slowly flowing down,
my cold dead skin.
This accident is gone,
no tears are shed
The world still turns
I realized, as the world before me was bathed in yellow and orange sunlight,
that I have been cold.
It is warm and homey and yet, I am cold. In my bones there's a sickening chill,
I am a wall.
No matter how hard you try
you can not break through this wall.
My emotions are cinder blocks
I wish I were stronger—
Strong enough to kill,
To wield this blade against him
And cut a smile into his throat.
Feet that dance on knives for my sweet voice—
I cupped you in my hands and i said you couldn't leave.
How silly of me.
You burrowed your way through my ring finger
and fought your way free.
I saw a picture of me and you today.
Dear feminists.
I'm sorry for your losses, you tried hard.
But despite all your efforts to rule the world,
you are still a slave.
Just like me.
Every black man, white man, and woman of every race.
Killing time.
trying to get people to understand me.
but they can not.
Just like i can not understand them.
Every man is an island.
seperated from all by the oceans of our skulls.
trapped in our heads.
All around are people, too
Busy to
Care about anything except the moment they are in, too
Distracted to notice that they are not the only ones that
Exist. They do not have the time to see the world
Where have the days gone
The ones seen in those old movies when sticks and stones were the tools of torture
The ones where pain could be seen by others
Where the scars were physical
Rapunzel so beautiful,
So delicate,
So mystifying.
Her hair so long,
Long enough to create a wall-
Against all-
Who dare oppose.
She loved to wait upon her window sill,
Family has written the world couldn't
persuade them into loving art
yet art was hanging
everywhere I stood.
even coercing them for peace
In a home of clocks
and carpet and reconstruction
We are defined by the simplicity of a few words.
Morphed out of nothing, as if expectations should really come from a boy in your chem class.
He says he likes his girls skinny.
He chose to leave,
never bothering to explain why.
He chose to avoid me,
I'm never going to understand why.
What did I do to deserve such treatment?
I miss my dad, but does he miss me, too?
The night drags on.
It pulls itself from nowhere till dawn.
And we all snuggle in our beds,
eight hours to make it through our jobs.
Girls leach off the men,
and the men abuse the woman.
After all the noise.
The sounds, the television
The lights.
The things I use to block out my mind.
There is a calm.
Here in this house, my parents house.
For all intense and purposes a museum.
About to clock into work.
These shoes are digging into my feet.
They are black,
with elastic straps to tighten them.
I walk to the punch clock.
I reach out to touch the keys.
Sadness floats like dust through the air.
I can feel it on my skin.
And sadness like dust can be seen.
You can see it in contrast to the light.
If we had no light,
We would have no beams of dust.
I stock shelves at a grocery market for money.
It's what I do.
Not who I am.
But I saw some flowers sketched onto a can.
It was a vine of flowers.
Coiled around the "S" on the words "Green beans"
Flowers made for war.
A bullet for my sweetheart.
I do kind things,
These wonderful sweet things,
But I want to see you bleed.
Arousal from your torment,
And a smile for your pain.
My bones are swollen.
They swell against their joints.
I know they are not.
I know they can not.
But that's how they feel.
The needless in my feet,
The bars in my mind.
The shift feels like a
America the Great.
America the Beatiful.
America the Ignorant.
America the Hateful.
Something's not right here,
I'm losing my mind here.
Why is it, a gay man walks down the street
The world spun as I drove into the sunrise.
Past the the piercing dot of orange light,
Ants drove around in their cars going nowhere
Doing nothing for no one.
I watched the sun rise over the ants on the right.
A starling.
You are my dream.
Touch my lips with your lips
Make me complete.
Not all men find love.
But all men are slaves to it.
Chained at the wrist with heartache
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,
Take my hand.
We are only as good as the hands we're dealt.
I was there to lift you up.
When I met you I was young,
but you were younger.
I was a senior,
You were a freshmen.
To keep ourselves from going mad, we tell ourselves little lies.
"He didn't mean it in that way, it was an accident, it's my fault, he didn't know what he was doing".
In a mall , some big meeting going on, stretched out into multiple rooms, an important person takes their life. Major chaos ensues, fire bombs are thrown into all rooms killing pedestrians.
When I learned the truth my heart was broke
So worked up I thought I would choke
I was filled with anger and many different emotions
My mind was nothing but commotion
In an effort to save whatever we had
What is love without the hate?
Isn't that the grand debate?
But if the bad were to deteriorate,
there would be nothing for us to appreciate.
When did the world get to this state?
Do you see now?
Our hate is causing people to bleed out.
Our love has disappeared into thin air.
The air which we steal from the lungs of another.
America the Great, or is it really so?
People crying and dying, realize no means no.
Rape culture, please do not touch me down there.
Terrorists? They're just people, don't be so scared.
America.It is known asThe land of the great.But as days go byIt brims with more and more hate.
Make America Great Again,
America was Great.
America was Great,
January,
The third friday,
The 20th,
America,
America, land of the free
But when did it become about negativity?
From racial slurs to political hate
When did discussions become arguments?
Are just words to tell who you are.Now some are calling today's generationSnowflakesBecause they think.This generation is too delicateThey also used that termFor folks they hate.This is not the wayTO MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN
Inconceivably generous. I am deliberate. ill-chosen, splintered, and imposed on. As a degenerate, I summon the Master's actions to justify my behavioral grit.
An inquisitive mind-- flourished from oppression into a cave as rich as Reed mine
Where tourists can flood my thoughts
Pick at my gold and sell it for their lives
Stabilizing their own
While weakening my historic rise
Crack crack crack this heart of stone!
Open it wide!
Murder me with loves lies!
The lies that are romance have run me through!
Your kiss was my demise,
my death bed was shared with you!
Hate.
Intense or passionate feelings of dislike.
Feelings that rip apart friends, families, nations alike.
Today, it is a feeling of honor among this nation.
How far would someone have to push you
To make your soul leave your body
Only for you to live anew.
Everything you touch,
Everything you taste,
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
They take so much and never give back
I feel as though we are under attack
My home my family now all gone
I cannot even sing my pretty songs
Running away from those who take
Hurry and run
This is no longer fun
The boy is coming with his big gun
The playground clears as we all hear
The gunshots and kids screaming in fear
They all whiz by I begin to cry
"Make America Great Again!" It's the slogan we all hear.
"Americans are full of hate!" from the mouths of people that live here.
Many years of suffering and depression. And all for what?
What I hate is how I don't love you but how I don't hate you,
And I don't even like you yet I don't despise you
But you ruined me
I was never a masterpiece to begin with
Twisting words;
Love is hate,
Let's duplicate.
Engulfed in black,
No fighting back,
The love is gone-
I'm now your pawn.
Words like rain.
Words drop like a constant rain,
Drowning out all that is humane
Words like rain.
At first start small
Who could love such a beast you might ask
But you are wrong to be asking
For you should love with your heart
Not those brown eyes
That you use to see through everything but my heart
Pledge your life to endless pride
We only want total control
Pray for our nation under our God
As we commit genocide
-
Submit to the conditional freedom
Or become our hated scapegoat
You and I we´re made of broken glass
broken dreams
broken hope
bitter dust
burnt to ashes
stuck in a timelapse
of what we could have been
could´ve done
should´ve said
Blow absorbing hate
They're clueless 'bout the vision
Yes-I am one in seven billion
Which is a fact you can negate
But s'why I don't concede
She is beauty
She is dreams
She holds misogyny
Hoping for a better life it seems
She talks to everyone
Discusses their ideas and desires
The only offspring with a say is the son
Hatred feels nice when no one’s there to love
And the blisters of apathy fester.
Hatred feels nice when peace is gone, no dove
And nobody’s there to be the jester.
Everyone says I need to get over you But I can't seem to convince myself were throughWe're doneWe're overJust wish I wasn't sober Wish I could delete the thoughts From my headBut somehow
Why do I do such hurtful things..
My mind, body & soul are just in separate places
I feel I'm not where I'm suppose to be
you are a monsterreaching through one to hold anothermourning from the inside outimploring attentionbut whyno one listens now and will they eversame as thisdo people change
"With our heads pressed to the wall
they'll try to end us once and for all
because of the things we pray we'll
have to pay for it each passing day.
They'll expect us all to fall
When a girl cuts
her pink ribbons off
her hair
she is given
the chance of freedom,
adulthood, and the chance
to save her innocent soul
it is her choice to
These Feelings are so hard to express
They bounce around in my head trying to get out.
Anger, haterd, sadness, loss,
But also love and care.
It feels like no one else can understand These Feelings
I knew
I knew I loved you when I realized my favorite thing about you was your smile and the way it could light up the darkest rooms in my mind
He's done unspeakable things
He's torn lives apart
Yet I still hear wedding bells ring
They ring within my heart
Oh, love, you make me foolish
The lack of you makes me weak
What's the fun of making a person feel down?
Is it actually fun to play with their emotions?
Is it cool to see the sadness in their face?
How do you live with it?
If you saw death at their door?
People were buzzing
Did you hear, did you hear
what he said
They were tweeting
about the ridiculous lies
He'll build a wall
they said, they said
He'll save us
can't we scatter our love like seeds in the spring and watch them grow and hear the birds singing and as the passer-by smells newborn fruit it will give them a reason to follow suit. can't the love we accept be the love we give? the hungry
I believed we were righteous
It was why I had to run
We would all come together
Each and every one
We made progress, love, and peace
They said I was the man
What we had was beautiful
I hate you.
I love you.
Do you see what you've done to me?
My mind is in havoc,
Confusion running amok.
And I can't stop myself from wondering,
What went wrong?
You said you loved me,
Its amazing how I feel in love with you
You were a pain in the a** and so foolish
But you made me fall, how clever.
As cheesy as it sounds, loving is something I strongly believe in. Not the love you have for your pet or your favorite teacher.
365 days that go by
like a firework exploding far in the sky.
A true sense of awe and wonder
as the clock strikes 12, a loud thunder.
8,760 hours that go by.
Wait, stand, run, play, jump, fly.
My year has been a mess.
I feel as though my heart went through a blender.
Can I just have him confess?
For I fell in love with my opposite gender.
He was a sweet boy,
Or so I thought.
you reap what you sow
and i've sowed my sins
so i plow
through the ground
that happens to be skin
red furrows ready for planting
all neat and lined up straight
I'm done hidding
in the shadows.
Let the poeple come
with their words as daggers,
and their glares as swords.
Let the people come with their arrogance
that buries hopes and dreams
Cast away the fire
throw away the flame
are you growing tired?
feel nothing but the pain
place it on the pyre
your demons are to blame
mirrors are reminders
of the beast you cannot tame
I slashed wounds into pinked skin,
Now I kiss them red as they burn.
I pulled thoughts before they ripe,
Now I soil them to better the taste.
I use to lay in rivers wearing oleanders,
As children we are taught monsters aren't real
But if they don't exist explain the fear I feel
When I walk down the hallway or sit in the park
I'm not afriad of the monsters in the dark
why do we hate
why do we fight
why do we kill
why do we destroy
but
why do we love
why do we care
why do we live
why do we create
i assume its because
we're
human
Hush, hush, my child,
Don't wail so loud;
This is the way things are supposed to be.
He is the bad guy,
She is a gossip,
Don't pick fights with the villains of history.
A blade seems friendly
It is anything but
A manipulating tool
And in my head it now haunts.
It once kicked away the Numbness
That stalked my daily life
And locked away Anxiety
One day, Sara and I
we played in the sunshine, her eyes sparkling and wide.
We sat on the grass
to watch the ants march by.
One by one
under the midsummer sky.
We lay on the dirt
Was he really that desperate?The words pound through my mind.Was he really that desperate?My legs threaten to give in beneath me. Was he really that desperate?
I am yours.Never will I say thatYou are worthless to me.Be there for meBecause you won'tMake me cry.You smile andHold me close,Using lies toHide was never your pick.
She’s looking at him and he’s looking at her
And neither of them will speak to each other
Over dinner there is only silence and the
Quiet clinking of glasses and mushy chewing
Who are they?
They won’t let me know.
I was just 3
When they took me home
Now I’m 16!
I ask who they were.
Change, defined as that of growth and maturity within ones self, change is when you can go outside and feel as though you're strong enough to face the world...I wish I changed, I wish I changed to understand the difference from right to wrong, lef
My thoughts are killing me,
my dreams are haunting me.
My body is covered,
with hundreds of scars.
My eyes are liars,
and so is my mouth.
My body disgust me,
I'm repulsive to myself.
I should never have written poetry for you.
I respect that you care for yourself,
But I hate that you never learned how to care for others.
In this house, we eat supper as a family, no elbows on the table,
But remember, keep your emotions neutral, that way you won’t be called mentally unstable,
You’re everywhere,
No matter where I’m at I can feel your stare,
Following me like my shadow, your eyes trace my every move,
I do not know the reason, or what it is that you’re trying to prove,
Your name tastes sour now when I say it,
And yes I fell in love, I have no shame to admit,
I loved the things you said to me, you always called me amazing,
Over time, I've seen hate
I've seen resentment and anger
If I were asked if I could relate,
He rests encaged
his heart entangled as the Little Red Raven has done.
The school children shout, they jeer, and laugh, as they say:
Aye! It’s you who got pecked by the Little Red Raven
Here I am, an inferno in my heart
A passion made of stone,
A love made so exquisite.
Humanity is not the same,
Yet I can not see myself inside
An envelope of development.
There be spirals of letters,
See, society has taught us that everyone is beautiful in their own way
You know, except the ones with no thigh gaps and no chiseled cheeks
The ones who don’t have collar bones or a flat tummy
This darkness of mine is not worthy of my home’s beauty
And you care not, for in you there is no darkness at all.
You know not of the rolling hills that I sat and longed for mutely.
I was the type of person to immerse myself in hate.
I was a first rate lover but had horrible traits.
I found myself uncertin why everytime i'd pass a mirror i couldn't help but fear her.
You say you love me but you talk to me with such hostility
You say you love me but you break me down emotionally
You say you love me but you always bring up the past
You say you love me but you cause me so much pain
how can i love you when you're so distant?
how can i love you when you're so emotionless?
how can i love you when you're not here?
how can i love you when you're messing with other girls?
Pop, the leader of the age,
Confined in today's mainstream cage,
Who's designed to give what the masses want
While every station encourages her flaunt.
Rock, the rebel, born of rage,
Mi peca, Oh Lord
It's dragging me down
Filling me with pride
Drowning me in sorrow
Mi peca, Oh Lord
It's tearing me apart
Filling me with dread
Drowning me with tears
I don't know what I don't know.That is why I never asked questions. All I ever wanted to do is "go with the flow",But then all at once I learned. About you and him,And you and that night,About you and everything I don't agree with.That day felt li
Because they didn’t like me, I would walk into class in my clothing that is different from what everyone else is wearing, terrified that someone would point me out and laugh. My makeup is heavier and darker than everyone else’s.
Having the poison seep into the pores of my soul, I loose control of reality. What is right& wrong.I loose the melody of all your songs. I turn around& see your not there to save me from my misery.
So the tears, we hold so dear becomes falling rain, that does not wane.And the evergreen lies, that tempted the skies creating lavender blue water, never to falter.Inside her chest, a tree does nest it's beautiful leaves growing endlessly, spreadi
We ask ourselves, why do we still continue?Why do we still rage this pointless fight?Where is the freedom and love and happiness in this microscopic light?The answer was never in the books we read, the words of our neighbors, but in the hearts and
What’s inside me, you don’t want to see. An endless whirlpool of pain and suffering.I hide it away, for no one to see. But at night, it shows, drowning me in misery.A heart ache to heartbreak.
You were once the man that made my smile grow wide,But now you're the man that makes my smile die.Every time I see you, my heart decides to break.Every time I remember you, my organs inside me ache.I'll never forget those really good times, when w
My words are deafened by the sound of an unspoken tongue;A language more ancient than mankind itself.She uttered phrases that Shepard's used to heed their sheep
To be beautiful
To be hot
To have a skinny waist
To have a six pack
To have a Kim Kardashian butt
To have a baseball players' rear
I love my little home.
But I don’t get paid for loving it.
I take care of it everyday, how come no one visits me?
Is this little house only for me?
I love my friends, all of them.
You speak words at me,
but words mean little.
You tell me things I don't want to hear,
things that break me down.
You tell me things I only dreamed of hearing,
When the sun shines
I want to drink wine
like a fish climbs a current
insurgent, purgent
Flowing unknowingly
Growing unshowedly.
The pines rise and fall
to the grime time
haphazardly
I see as time grows nearYou never were my loveYou could never be here
We fill the air with gay soundsWe feast until the mornings sunAnd here is where we are bound
I have grown to hate my grandfather.
I have grown to hate my grandfather.
I have grown to hate his smile.
I have grown to hate his smile that used to greet me with such kindness and authority.
What does my homework think of me?
I’m sure it doesn’t like me anymore than I like it…
It sits in a musty folder all day
Waiting for me to pull it out
Parents.
I no longer view this word this way
P4r3nT5.
Now this is much better
A mess of stuff that is put together to make it look, decent.
Hey I'm black in america
What are you doing? Why are you trying to kill me?
I can't be black and hapy anymore? What happened to the world?
I look around and I see hate! hate! hate!
And his mama asks "what's wrong?"
And he mumbles "nothing"
And he runs to his room,
And he bangs the door shut.
And he sits on the floor by his bed,
And he sticks his headphones in his ears,
It's never is your intention
But it happened nevertheless.
Now your joyous arrival
Leaves me in distress.
I am angry with reason
I am sad with distress
I am disappointed with hope
I’ve struggled, oh I’ve struggled, struggled with what weave to order online
The perfect weave…the weave that was designed to make me feel beautiful
Let’s see where do I want to look like I’m from now?
I am a misfit
I don't do what others do
I write words ignored.
My eyes have seen hate.
My ears hear things I'd never say,
They are full of hate.
I ask about love,
And if I can ever find it.
But how can I expect someone to love me,
When I don't love myself?
How can I expect respect,
When I tear myself down?
How can I expect anyone to trust me,
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,
i thought crying would dry You up,
But You're still here.
i Loved You
With every last piece of me,
From the darkest corners of my body.
But i Will Live On,
Soon she will march in through that door,
And my head will be struck by the abrupt reminder,
A painful thunderbolt reminding me of our repulsive love,
The sight of her prompts the formation of indescribable feelings in me.
I hate the world.
Especially when I find myself
In an office on a hot afternoon
This is not my cup of tea.
I am busy talking to people I couldn’t care less about;
About shit nobody cares about.
I don't belong in my family,
that is how I see it.
I don't belong in my family,
I know that they don't see it.
The thing came in,
adopted at two.
I know he is family,
he is my family too.
What's the most important part of the outfit?
For some it is the shoe, the shirts, the hair
But for me, it won't simply be found anywhere.
You can't buy it in a store,
Nor have it tailored.
Mirror mirror on the wall
I can't look at you at all.
The image of me distorted will be,
And my mind from it shackles will not be free.
Mirror mirror on the wall
You hasten my downfall.
On the occasionally sunny day,
when it does not rain
The Smiler walks out into the blue of today,
and bike rides to the city
The Smiler is one who,
sees with open eyes
The beauty of the world has been masked with a false sense of acceptanceYou are designed In his favor and you aren't even smart enough to accept itWe simply continue to reflect on the irrelevant and neglect what's most import
Some are visible and loud in broad daylight
But the wildest fires come through the night
When all is silent, when all is dark
When nothing is visible but what gazes upon you from the sky
I wanted to be funny, but they told me I was sensible.
I wanted to be lovable, but they told me I was repulsive.
I wanted to be nice, but they told me I was unrefined.
It's always been there,
Whether I've known it or not.
Never had I known that song lyrics were poetry.
Never had I known that poetry held feelings.
That they held meanings.
That they held stories.
At thirteen I lost my reason to live,
my sister, Virginia, became a stillborn
My heart was torn in not two, but a hundred pieces
A demon was created inside of my head
I was told from others she deserved to die
My mind explodes with hatred. I was only told of the awful memories. I was only told of the abuse. My mom wanted to protect me from the bad. I was forced into a game of hide and seek except there was no one looking for me.
I'm tiered of waking up to see the news.
How many died?
Who bombed who?
When I see the headlines I sigh,
They outnumber those that show any hope,
Faith in humanity so hard to restore.
A snagged branch I was when you brush your shoulder against me. Chills and goosebumps, you rewind to when I caught you by the edge of your torn up plain white tee. I wrestle with the wind, for the breeze seems not to hit me.
The notion that one becomes a poet through others to me is strange
I grew from artists composer those with words unnoticed
sometimes you forget the roots of poetry being music
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 always say you want the truth...
So I'll provide it
But it won't be easy to understand
Because I don't understand it myself.
Sometimes I hate you.
I just really really really hate you.
For the first time in so long
I feel
Pure.
I feel brand new.
It's truly amazing .
I regret everything.
You're my first love.
That's all I can even say.
You make me smile and giggle and...
And nothing has ever made me feel this way.
It scares me.
I'm scared I'll turn into her.
You blamed him when you fell out of love.
But in the end, it was you that fell out of love.
Think about that.
He tried.
He really did try to make me his everything.
And then you got in the way.
Funny, ironic even.
You told him to love me
Then you ruin it the first chance you get.
Bipolar much?
You two really are magnets.
But you both have the same polarity.
And maybe you were both purple once
But he's red, and you're blue.
But me?
I'm yellow.
And he and I?
We're orange.
You used to always cry at school.
The only thing wrong with that?
You used to cry about him being my boyfriend.
You should be sorry.
Sorry for cheating.
Sorry for being a bad friend.
Sorry for being bitter.
Sorry for lying.
But not sorry for existing.
I'm already sorry for that.
You won't get married to him.
Not yet, at least.
I probably won't either, but that's only because you're both cheaters.
But for now, I'm glad I ruined your chance with him.
By the way, you're a terrible cook
Stop acting like he abused you.
You're the one who calls him worthless every single day.
Quit acting like you're all he has.
We all know his friends and family love him very much.
You're not who you used to be.
You know that.
I know you do.
But you also don't know who you used to be.
You were never strong-willed and you were never really happy.
It is delicious and sweet,
So simple to enjoy,
When not having to worry about a thing.
For me that's not the case.
I love food, at least I did
But the relationship is on and off.
Humans are Ignorant;
Illiterate and Inexperienced.
We live in a world Poisoned by Greed.
I should've noticed that you never actually cared.
Shame on me.
I should have seen that you hated everyone around you, including myself.
Shame on me.
Hello,
Do You Love Me?
I know the last time we spoke you made it plain
That you didn't care about me, or my pain
You shoved all the blame on me
And now it's as obvious as can be
Little girl sits in her room terrified,
“The monsters in my head won’t leave me be…”
“Go away, go away,” she softly cried.
“I can’t close my eyes ‘cause they’re all I see.”
“Can we be friends?” he asked.
“Sure.” She lied.
(I just wanted more…)
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“I’m fine.” She lied.
(I’m dying on the inside…)
“I’m always here for you.” He said.
Guns, politics, and gays
Just the subjects that keep USA minds astray
Wars, deaths, and global warming
Is someone up above trying to give us a warning?
Fear's child. you only know the terrifying gripping fear
Pain's child. the deep and winding scars are your identity
Hate's child. the red hot anger is what makes you feel complete
A bullet costs less than a quarter
A life is cut shorter
A bullet is made of lead
A life is dead
A bullet is fast
A life's wound is vast
A bullet hits hard
Darkness envelops me from that speck of light that I aimed to reach for
Parents didn't believe in my depression and marked it off as "wants for attention"
You murdered me with whisperings
of trusted secrets now in fling.
Our trust you tore with rampant greed
and flaunted my foolish empathy
that marked you as my everything.
Nobody should die becuase of love.
They should not die because of hate.
People may die of illness.
People may die of old age.
Why kill over differences?
Why kill over your hate?
Cold world
Icy hatred
Cut bonds
Bitter dawns
Lies and mistakes
And amidst it all
Your chest aches
With the heavy
Very heavy weight
It goes on
And on
The battle
I sit here lying in the closet
Hs moving with your heart and i cant keep watching
100 times he's still begging you to stay
I don't think i can live this way
Im sleeping
Your screaming
(i’m going to tell you a story today, a story that reads like a nursery rhyme that’s how common it is, and i’m going to tell you all the parts, all the facets of it that show a different picture like the faces on a diamond slowly turning
leave me be
let me see for myself the cruelty
i know you supposedly didn't mean to hurt me
so why am i sitting here with my heart bleeding and these tears streaming
let down and left down i lay praying
When I was 7 years old
My mind was consumed
With visions of angels
The soft glow of the sun
The splashing of water
When will it be ok
To no longer hide
From a world full of hate
And a society full of lies?
Hurt runs deep
Tears are shed
Hearts are torn
Love is dead
Try so hard
Always fail
Bruised and scarred
Blood's red trail
Makes it's mark
On my heart
Like a bullet,
Shadows are my friends,
Keeping me hidden from judging eyes.
Blanketing me with promise of safety,
And protection of hatred.
If I can't be seen by anybody,
Then I can't be hurt by them.
Live everyday with no regrets and to the fullest. As you should always be thankful for the people in your life and the ones that decide to spend their time with you.
“The Bird Who Never Flies”
written for those who never managed to let go of something they love.
She always looked at me
as something I could never be.
Immigration… I can barely begin to talk about it Immigration is a hot topic in the news these daysTrump says kick the foreigner outKeep the American paidBut the foreigners paved the wayYou see without my people There wouldn’t be what is todayBut
I always wrote.
I used a pen
as a teething
ring.
But none of it meant
a
thing
until you.
Until you taught me how
to
bury my love
in the words.
You never knew,
This is what it feels like to be hurt.
To have the breath knocked out of you,
Whith a word or two you killed me
And as I sit here typing I realize
You broke me.
I realize you took from me.
Ever since I was a child the world looked so bright
It seemed like all the darkness was pushed away by light
But my young mind couldn't comprehend all the truth
After all I was in the starting of my youth
When I was younger, I hated you. I hated you for leaving, for going to serve the
people instead of staying with us, for putting your country before your family. I
We have all become savages; we just don't eat each other
Ask mr to explain that, Yes I will
Two young men robbing and elderly lady across the street,
Leaving her laying here like a corpse
this is the day
the one single day
on its own its not much
but maybe thats the point
it doesn't have to be much
I mean we don't remember days
we remember moments
and not every moment either
forced and false
fake will fall
you must be real
to withstand at all
because smiles won't get you through hard times
but peace and prayer through this upward climb
stand in line
Please don't hate me
for something I didn't do
Please don't hate me
for the people I'm related to
Please don't hate me
for the color of my skin
I don't hate you
Do you not hate me too?
Mortal
the word which strikes fear in our bravest
and shakes even the most reasonable minds...
giving birth to ardency in apostasy
but also dogma, hate, and intolerance.
Hate is a blood red.
It taste like a bitter melon.
It smells like smoke.
And reminds me of fire.
It sounds like the growls of wolves.
Like a ballet dance on blades,Your mind is a fickle thing. Relevé, going fully en pointeOn razorblades,Slice your sole to sorry shreds--So very fucking sorry.
I absolutely need Love.
More than food and air, I thrive on love and attention.
Amare. Upendo. Renmen.
It drives me and motivates me to live life in a way that is pleasing to all that know me.
Thank you for the help
Every day I walked in to your room you looked at me with wrath
Any paper I gave you, it was not good enough
Unknown to you, teacher, I'm here to say the class hates it.The way you teach, and how many things you can assign in a week.The class hates you, we have no need to debate.Because every day we sit there, quietly.
I've lost faith in others,
I've lost faith in myself.
I had forgotten what it is like to love,
And gave into anger and fear.
I started to shut everyone out,
For fear of getting hurt again.
Hate, violence
Fires, Riots
Fights, Never stay quiet
All caused by two words, Not Guilty
It's fair, it's unfair
People asking how can this be ?!
The pain is unbearable for most
I'm done with all of this.
The shit I go through daily.
The unexplained silence,
As bad as the fucking words I hear.
The judge mental glance a sharp dagger,
That had stabbed me in the back forever.
Hunting tools,
Fire,
Coexisting,
Art,
Boats,
Wheel,
Guns,
Electricity,
Phonograph,
Gold,
Evil,
Conflict,
Hate,
War,
Heartache,
Fear...
I love the sky
I love outer space
I love you
And I love the human race
I hate society
I hate egos
I hate discrimination
And I hate the unknown
I hope society changes
What can you tell me?Is this the land of the free?If I enter a store,Will you search me all o’re?
It’s okay, I understand.To your fear,I fear,I have lent a hand.
Fallen hopelessly
Trying desperately to find
Solid ground,
But the Earth keeps
Shaking, her center
Growing cold.
While shooting for
Her stars, gravity pulling back in,
Once you have seen her you never forget.
A girl who is too hurt to forgive...
The boy with the bruises on his heart.
This girl,
The girl with the shattered eyes,
Has no one to listen,
No one to talk.
Im sorry if you cant relate.
I swear to you this man promotes hate.
If you do not believe me attend a rally.
Just sit there, dont speak, dont be rowdy.
Listen.
Listen to what they are really saying.
Every day,
Every party,
Every line,
Every shot,
Every girl,
Every pill,
Every joke,
Every poem,
“loved ones, your feelings determine mine”
this is what my voice proclaims
but does my heart truly sympathize?
i encourage you to confide in me
but is just it to reciprocate my ego?
All I need is my Bible, my faith in Godpursuing through my blood and enveloping loveFrom the man who taught me to hate, and stole my loveMy teacher, my abuser, stole my heart away.
I can see myself now
Stranded on a deserted island
Away from you
Alone.
I grumble at the sun
Hot sand stings my toes
The roar of the ocean hurts my ears.
Putting her on a pedestal makes you a fool.
Lust only lasts for so long, so take time for yourself so you don't get stuck in the wrong.
Return to your interests instead of what controls you.
He broke me, dragged me
to his dingy white van
I could not stand, bruised
and waving out of reality
for how could he do this to me
Even that night beneath the stars
Thick thighs
Golden eyes
Innocent smile
Shared desire.
Frantic heart
Jump start.
Lost in time
Lost in space.
Thick thighs
Golden eyes
Wicked smile
I fell at the first moment of battle
But I didn’t get up until the end,
As I scavenged for food I found a foe
But we quickly became friends,
If I showed you the happiness that you do to me, would you stay?
Even just for one more day.
Cause I know I'm a wreck lately, and I've been nothing but a pain.
Do we have anything left to gain?
I go back all the time,
I tell myself the truth and make the
right thing simple.
So why do I fall in the same hole?
When will I see the trap and not walk in?
I am not my mother.
Chasing the future, consumed in the past,
With thoughts that never last
Forgetting the present I see at last
All I need is some Satisfaction.
Shooting down time, marooning hate,
Chasing the future, consumed in the past,
With thoughts that never last
Forgetting the present I see at last
All I need is some Satisfaction.
Shooting down time, marooning hate,
Let me tell you a story, Fantastic as can be,
It's about a perfect man, He who died on a tree.
It was not a hanging, that's far from true,
It's called a crucifixion, and He died for me and you.
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
I have been beaten, broken, and blamed
I have been disregarded and ashamed
but by the digging through the light of the untamed
"A feeling of fire
Deep in our bones
I'm not the liar
With a heart of stone
But go ahead,
Call me out,
On somthing you did
Go ahead and shout
It's not like they believe you
I'm not gonna lie it burns for me to say this
faster than our love apparently you thought we should quit
said you couldn't love me before you love yourself
A world divided by race,
A people shackled by hate,
For if there is bigotry,
Then there is no liberty.
Although we are different,
We are all significant.
Do not fear difference,
"Have you ever felt
Lost
Tossed
You are chained
They didn't pay the cost
You did
With your nightmares
"Yes your majesty
You claim
But it turned to trajedy
Not fame
The core left me
Am i to blame?
what's it bring me?
Nothing but shame
But when i called out
Nobody came
"Tired of fighting
Chains that you don't see?
Tired of bleeding
Feeling like you cannot flee
So tired of hoping
For a moment of relief
Tired of searching
For the right key
"Take me to the river
Where i feel free
Take me to the river
So forever I can see
Take me to the river
Where tides wash thee clean
Take me to the river
Where alone I can be
If you take a second and just look around..
left, right, up, and then down..
I want you to think to yourself what happens when your eyes close.
It’s small and white.
Beautiful with its purple stripe on the left and complimentary hint of green on the opposite side.
"Freak
Geek
She's sweet
Oh please
Stop with the name calling
While in far away places soldiers are falling
Babies are crying
Starving
Parting ways
I'm being so selfish, I'm not the only one with problems not the only one going thru it, not the only one whose depressed, &' they tell me not to drink but somehow I still just want to do it, some people I knew died last year, and even though
"My crys are silent
I am not violent
But still you break me
This pain I'm taking,
Once it was yours
But then you locked the doors
In front of me and them
But every now and then
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?
Watch those eyes,they'll pierce holes in your soul.
Watch that smile,It'll cut your heart in half.
Be weary of that walk,It'll stop the oxygen in your lungs.
I’m asleep oh so gentle, so calm. I wake up to a touch on my arm. I jump up scared thinking he’s back, I then notice the feeling was myself touching my arm. “Anyone there?” I ask frightened.
I can feel the pain of the memories burning at my chest
The tears I’ve cried a million times
I felt it burning
Burning passion
Burning shame
Burning love
And hate
A million cities burning in my mind
Send thick black smoke in pillars to the sky.
The earth lets out a deep and mournful sigh,
Its children turned so violent, so unkind.
I saw those cold streets
Glass shards covered over the sidewalk in November
And every time you speak a little of your soul leaves your mouth
Dead bodies and warm blood with the intuition to kill
And she used to be the sweetest girl
…Ambrolletta !!
Is what I called her
The lightest feather no man could ever catch her
Made you torture when she left
And if she stayed it'd be like death
Self esteem fizzles,
Popping bubbles like tiny glass,
Shattering myself worth,
The clock on the wall strikes one,
Darkness makes the room gloomy
everything turns grey,
As I close my eyes stars,
Just because a person is different
Just because they are fat by your standards,
Or skinny by others
Or a mom at 16
Just because they don’t have your level of self esteem
Just because they are perfect
As I sit down in the dark corner I can feel the walls begin to slide,
I feel trapped, trapped here inside
As if this is my last goodbye.
People say the relationship is toxic.
That he'll kill me.
(It surely well might be the case)
But it's not your business
I tell myself
People say the relationship ain't healthy.
To be scared is to be alive.
It is the thing that stops us,
Prevents us from harming ourselves.
It’s why we don’t jump out of windows,
Why we don’t stab our eyes,
Why we leave spiders alone.
Hate
Creates love
Forever changing and lasting impressions
Combines hate with love
Neither are masterpieces
Both are tainted
Both beautiful
But
Beautiful both
Tainted are both
“Sniffle-sniffle”
Went little James
On a rainy Friday eve
One part sick
Two parts sad
With nothing to relieve
He teared up
With eyes red
And all day did pain and pine
Light of my life,
Light in the dark,
I wish that were true.
You would never let me look up,
But now I have
This thing that we call love I don't want to be a part ofSomething so insane something so dire I feel is if a part of me craves itIt's no longer an option when I hear his name but I know this won't last
Another child.
Another friend.
Another son.
Another daughter.
Another neighbor.
Another cousin.
Another mother.
Another father.
Another lover.
Another classmate.
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?
I would not give you the pleasure of Killing you in your sleep.
I would be making it too easy for you.
You definitely didn't give me the pleasure.
My eyes were wide open. I witnessed every moment.
I haven’t written in a while, and maybe that’s because my stomach turns when I think about writing.
See every time I pick up a pen with the thought of pouring out my feelings, my brain turns to you.
Mother,
I knew it.
I knew you were the one to tell me
I wasn’t good enough.
It was not my teacher from fourth grade or
The mysterious boy I fell in love with when I was sixteen.
It was you.
Your beauty was overwhelming and your smile seductive.
The words you used were endearing but destructive.
My days with you were fantasies, and now my days alone are torture.
Love
Hate
Broken
I loved you
I hated you
I was broken by you
I loved your smile
I loved your laugh and the way you made me feel
I loved cuddling
My oh my it's all clear.
When one door closes it's true that another one magically appears.
This new door has venues and deepness for days and skin as soft as the breeze on a beautiful May Day.
You have filled my lungs with your smoke,
You have stained the backs of my eyelids.
When they speak of love, I feel you.
When I close my eyes, I see you.
I wish I could let you go,
Why does every planet have a moon? Why can't these words lift up out this tune. Why are there police shooting, innocent kids, like politics are crictal? But this rhymes I'm spitting are lyrical. Guess it's the sign of the days.
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
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.
A disorder they called it, haha.
More like a misnomer.
I wonder what they think when I tell them.
Some go - that makes sense, others I couldn't tell.
You tell me who to be, and then refuse to walk
Along the beaten path you carved for me.
I stumble along rocks, and smell each blooming bud.
Why do you make things so sweet and empty?
Love is strange
It can be misunderstood
Sometimes it is a result of fear
A drop of compassion,
A dash of respect,
A pinch of naivety,
And maybe some caring nature
There are many types of love,
I wanna know the music you listen to when you're sad
It says a lot about you
about how you handle situations when you feel lost
when you feel lonely
or when you feel angry
You smile at me,
When there's no one better to smile at.
You sit with me,
when there's only one empty seat.
You laugh with me,
when there are no other jokes.
Girl : Why can't I have this job?
Boss : I don't like your hair, I said,
it is too red.
Girl : Is that a problem?
Boss : It is not normal,
you should come more formal.
pour the dirt over my shoulders
bury me in your lies.
lead me down a path of darkness
show me the wrong ways to go.
wash me down with sweet honey
go ahead...heal my scars
then slice them back open
My dark soul takes apart the dread that is life
Leaving behind a empty void waiting to be free and filled
Waiting to be loved and held
While I stare into the void that is myself
I think
Eyes made of ice,
And a heart made of stone.
Everybody hates her,
She knows she's alone.
All she wishes for,
Is a single friend who cares.
One who comforts her,
There is no need.
For your kind words.
It was an HONOR .
To have served.
In the United States Marine Corps
Of the Nation of my birth.
My four uncles in my family.
Inconsiderate to others
Inconsiderate to yourself
Why so heartles?
Emotionally distraught inside
Emotionally froze out
Why so heartless?
The bully of the pack
I hate my speech!
I hate how sounds are released,
I hate how my S’s last longer than a Second
I hate how my lip tightens .
Half of the word is cuffed in throat
I sit here alone.Sadder than my mind allows.Alone... With someone who hates me.That I can never seem to get rid of.Abused... By my own thoughts.That fold me into olbivion.
I hate myself.
Why?
Because I can’t do what I want to
Even though I should be able to
I have no good reason why I want to
Or why I can’t
I never get what I want
O love, thou fateful fiend of fiery pain
That dances on my heart as if it were
A joyous song whose feet pound out a train
That draws my life, amid its thorns, to her.
He was nine.
Hadnt experienced a thing
Expect for being tortured, harassed
And the horrible things that words can bring
Words hurt
They hurt more than sticks and stones
Hatred
Such a powerful word
A word that should be expressed less
A word that should define an emotion
But something that is wrong.
You should be gone,
Away from reality
To deal with HATE
Of Race
Of Religion
Of Sexual Orientation
How a person speaks
Are we not children
Of our planet?
~ Ricardo
Observing the vestiges of common humanity I am engulfed in processes that are reminiscent of the ages when obfuscation was predominantly a matter of undiscovered science converging into a
Fix my wasted days, weeks, and months
Fix our rotten peaches and our decadent dreams
Fix the pouring rain; never let drown our parade
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.
You tell me that you love me.
Why don't you stop with these lies?
You tell me you don't want to hurt me.
If that's so, why, why?
Why would you break my heart?
Your mind is an ocean, wide and wavering.
Your voice is a drug that I find myself savoring.
You are made up of something more than cells and body parts.
With nothing left to do or say, I turn around and walk away.
I feel their eyes as they glare at me, they must not get my misery.
They've never wanted to be my friend, so what would make them try and pretend?
Everything nice comes at a price
So that’s why always gamble with dice hoping to rise
Poverty holding us back ….suffocating us…. air tight
Every single force we mobilise in pursuit of emancipation
Within myself, I hold a universe.
Silent. Darkened eternity.
Stars and galaxies seem distant and far
As you naviage the empy planes
And cold and desolate
Planets that may have once held life
Kiss me, kill me, make me, want to die.
Burn a hole, right through my insides.
Pinch me. Punch me. watch me as I bleed.
Take my heart and rip it from my spleen.
I hear voices you see,
They talk to me you know?
They are all diferent sets of me.
Some scream.
Some mumble.
One keeps going lalala.
But the biggest voice,
He likes to coo,
Gently,
Kyle was love.When my heart was shattered into a million pieces,Kyle mended each broken fragment.When my mind grew incapable of functioning,Kyle thought for me.When my feet grew weary,Kyle walked for me.
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
The human world is a mess,
A Disney quote one might know,
So many problems we need to address,
To end the pain and stop the woe.
There’s isms galore constantly around us,
Yes somebody cares about you
You dont know but might be me
some people are destinated to not see
How different you are
just like I am
Some people are destinated to see you
from inside the soul
I am alone at the sea.
Bound by the wind.
I only go where it flows.
I've only been where it's been.
I am transferred to the desert.
Sit on top of sandy dunes.
The sun scorches my skin.
A man he lay in a pool of blood
his dreams and goals all shattered
just because of his color, skin color
his life was taken by six shots.
His family mourned for days and months
Crying, screaming, with a runny nose until your voice is hoarse,
suffocating slowly from all the noise even though there isn't any force,
My name is Jada
I am not your video slave
I am a young girl
Boys raped me on tape
Sadly the tape went viral
Now everyone knows
I chose to stand tall
I was a victim it’s true
Colorless is how people should appear to a police officer’s view
Offender’s skin shouldn't make a difference in the end its true
Colorless is how people should appear to a police officer’s view
Offender’s skin shouldn't make a difference in the end its true
1 mississippi, 2 mississippi, 3 mississippi, 4 mississippi, 5 mississippi.
I just wasted 5 seconds of my life.
6 mississippi, 7 mississippi, 8 mississippi, 9 mississippi, 10 mississippi.
I just wanted to let you know
that you are worth more
than what I can show
or tell
or teach you.
If I tried, it would be like trying
to encompass the sun
in the description of a shadow.
How can you miss someone who was never physically there
Never felt their touched or the texture of their hair
Never held their hand or kissed their lips
Yet they seem to be the only person you miss
Hate is a good thing,
When it comes to bad things,
But hate is for the next generation.
When they look up to rap kings
Who promote bad things, gold bling, and diamond rings.
They say you always know which kids have no dad
You know the ones always starting something, doing bad,
roaming streets, making trouble, proving the stats right.
Now Uncle Sam trying to keep them in his sight
How dare you stare down at me
Such cold hostilitity radiating from your soul
How dare you find the notion
That I am below the ground you tread
I will make you consume all that I stand for
My pictures have been fake for years
My eyes don't sparkle like they used to
I try to drown out my mind with music and drinks
My heart and soul don’t quite work right
I'm hurting on the inside
The wind will blow away my sin
Copper devils wait in the tall grass
I walk on doves feet across the clouds
Fallow my feelings little fish
Sing about rain
I sometimes wish I was a monster
There you are again
And here come the tears
I try to defend myself
But it never works
There you are again
Why are you mad?
You broke it off
You hurt me too
"Who is that?" you ask as you stare her way.
shes changed so much.
"Why is she like that?" you wonder everyday.
"Look at her stomach!" You say, grossed out.
She hates herself
I've been hurt more times than I can count
I've put a smile on my face when I was hurting the most to hide the pain.
But now but now it's too much to bare
I've kept my feelings inside so many times
I didn't want to, but I picked the glass up and took a sip.It was horrible and I told my father there was no way I could get this terrible tasting st
One day when I was 13 and in the 8th grade, I had gotten the stomache flu and had to stay home from school.
My father took his trusty knife, wrapped her hands around it and they slit that rabbits throat without a sound.
I started feeling really dizzy and nauseous and was crying so badly, I could barely see nor breath through the tears.
I don't remember what set this next incident off with my father, I just remember it was one of the things that showed me just how much of a psyco nut
Coming back from the dead was always a terrifying experience for me. I hated it almost as much as the dying.
I remember wondering if my father could hear my heart pounding, then realized it didn't matter.
Have you ever been in an accident or so near death that at that very moment, you thought your life was over?
Deadbeat number one. You walked out of my life before I even got to learn what your skin smelt like.I'm sure if I dug way back in my locked away, too young to remember,
Screaming bloody murder, but no one can hear the cries
Cannot hold on forever, can hardly put up a fight
Locked inside a cold room, lying on the hard floor
Beaten in the gloom, here be he prisoners of war
Painful thought
Always
Involve someone i love
Never someone i hate
Has the world gone mad?
Are people out to get me?
That could be it...
Everything hurts now
she sat there wielded with a belt of grenades
my mouth a machine gun shooting what i had to say
sure she was pelted over and over by my hate
but when she threw her words at me that was all it would take
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
Once again I am afraid to face this day
The day you left without returning
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 watch you walk towards the office
And through the painted glass her eyes glare
For almost five years your mother has held
An unending grudge for something so trivial
In the big scheme of things
Throughout history, there have been observers.
There have been overseers.
There have been sideliners.
I am.
The world moves on with constant motion.
Oppression running wild without submission.
Don't be a brat! BAM BAM Stop being stupid! BAM BAM You need to learn! BAM BAM Don't fucking talk to me!
Think, we are living on this speck of something in space.
Only this speck of something radiates love.
We are able to find love in this place.
We are able to discriminate and hate.
Hearing the screaming and shouting in my house,
I don't know what to do but grip my blouse.
I used to think "This is where it all ends",
But I looked past that and started to ascend.
My face is not my canvas
I can contour
I can paint
I can outline
I can manipulate
I Cannot tell a story
I Cannot move others emotionally
I Cannot be studied
My real canvas
Do you know what it's like every day
Dreading your life in every way?
Fearing you'll never be good enough
The minutes get longer and your life gets tough.
The streetlights shine bright,
There's a glimmer in her eye,
She can not sleep tonight
All she does is cry.
She's lonely, broken, rejected.
The world has took it's toll.
I'm in a world of pain
My best friend and my... ah!
I can't stand this vain
"Are you okay" Well yeah
My heart just snapped
And my friend is a dick
While I just rapped
Up my rage until I pick
I'm hurting so bad...
She doesn't know
Cause she's glad
I'm not in her show,
I meant life,
But its the same
I want a knife
No more of the shame
What if I told you
That when I think you about my skin lifts from my bones and my brain turns into mush?
What if I told you
That when you contact me my reality becomes distorted?
What if I told you
A gentle hand is far more fair
Than a fist raised in violence
A understanding reaps more rewards
Than ignorance and intolerance
Our skin is different shades of brown
Why argue over the same color
the main door is locked
running late
why do i even bother to come to this place full hate
some have given up
is it even worth fighting for what you can't acheive
The richest love
from deep within
trapped in the catacombs
and left to die
Lives longer,
Shines brighter,
Than these tedious old lies
Meant for nothing more
than to keep you satisfied
You told me life was crazy
Never about the snakes in the grass
You told me they were evil
One bite- I would never last
I saw ribs,
I saw bones,
I ad-libbed,
My lungs filled I with stones.
I saw her eyes;
Green like the sea,
Looking up at cloudless skies;
Bel esprit.
Who;
Can I be?
Just shut up!
Please, be quiet!
For the love of humanity,
of God,
(the one you refuse to believe in),
SHUT UP!
He loved me once
Everyday he told me so.
Anytime of the day it didn't matter.
Right there beside me or
There in the middle of the day.
space between us grew bigger and bigger
Am I a black male?
do you judge me by my skin?
or am I a male who is black?
do you acknowledge my dark skin?
Ignorance will tell you alot about me
I am from the hood
always up to no good
Judgement and speculations
Have always been passed over me
Always been placed on me
By family
By friends
By people I don't even know
Why is this?
Some people judge you
Most people want to be you
What do I want?
Acceptance
I can’t change who I am
This is the only life I have
I will always be
Too skinny
Justice for all?
Damn near justice for none!
People die everyday,
Because the world can't control their guns
Innocent people die in vain.
If the police do a crime,
Is it ok?
We watch this time go by
And maybe we grow
All we can do is sigh
And say, "Where did the day go?"
The Clock goes tick-tock-tick
And it just makes us sick
The way it perseveres
The world is full of hate
drenched in the cynical behavior that we come to know
women are starving
to achieve the level or perfecton that photo editors create
children are bullied
stop...Stop....STOP
The voice get louder and LOUDER
their never giving up
I'm never caving in
I’m writing poetry on a whim
I have no experience
But I can tell you of my experiences
I have a friend
We all have friends
Don’t we?
Don’t we?
One Saturday she up and goes and texts me
To my desire,
As I look over these words
that I’ve wasted on you,
I realize that I’m only
causing the forests’ destruction.
Why should I care
if you don’t love me?
my heart was stolen when i was weak
im still rising up onto my feet
i was hurt but i grew stronger
won't tolerate this any longer
you drugged me with misconceptions
what exactly were your intentions?
Smile, cry, hide
Me, myself and I
2/4 cup of plastered smiles, oh I pull them off how
1/2 cup of tears without the pain, I don't want to shed a tear again
To never be perfect for anyone.There is always one person who will.Hate.To know hate at a young age,then to petrayupon another is,inhumane.From a child to now,people glare.
Sir no sir.
Please leave me alone sir.
Let me sleep sir..
This isn't rite please don't touch me....
I'm only 11; you're 50..
There is no Love, only Hate
It is a lie that
Love conquers all
The truth is
Be Selfish and protect yourself
Do you really want to
Have Pain caused by others
You will never
Gain true Love and
Living in a society filled with hate;Where People are judge by gender, ethnicity, and race.Hateful words storm through the air;As I stand in silence with a disgusted face.
I discover myself contemplating my being
as I linger in an abyss of corruption.
Hiding from the mournfulness that intimidates me as I sleep.
I was never cherished, I was no favorite of anything.
I get out of school, and I wait.I wait for the pain I know will come.I wait for the humiliation.I wait for my family.
My friend is a rainbow
When the tears pour, he’s there
His presence is a promise for better times
He makes me glow
He listens to all of my fears
Being there…well it makes me feel fine.
Don't fall
Stand tall
Don't let that step
Be the last
Because there's more to life
Then that
No promises to be made
Of a paradise in the works
(Not here,
Not on Earth)
Sick heart, dripping with gasoline,
fueled by the cigarettes thrown like darts
the whip’s bullseye that tore her apart,
innocent and caged, helpless to cleanse itself,
gives in to the rage,
Tick Tock
You hear a clock
You ache, you moan
“Why? Oh Why?”
Tick Tock
No one is coming
There is a fly in here
No one is coming
Tick Tock
“Where is everyone?”
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was one of my very first poems I ever wrote, please bear with me as it is not all that great.
" i just don't have the proper training to deal with your...condition...i hope you understand."
i nod, because yes, i do understand.
i understand that when you look at the scars on my thigh and ankle, you get chills
I have an innovative mind
One with many characters and personalities
My friends are imaginary, a figment of my dreams
They come alive as I write on the pages inside a blank notebook of my alter worlds.
I stand alone
amoungst my friends
we have our differences
I belive in one God
they belive in society
we have our differences
they all hate
they mock
they laugh
I am broken glass,
yet you still try to touch.
And I know you were taught to
stay away from sharp objects.
A body in the street
but no one knows how the small child sees
his brother dead facedown
now he will be remembered as a corpse and the child a statue
Is this what we wanted
I loved your hands.
Loved the way they worked at my back when I was sore
but my god, I hated them!
I hated the way they'd shake when you'd miss a pill
hated how natural
a cigaret fit between your fingers
He's on his knees.
He's lost everything.
All this pain, is inside him- boiling.
His wife slaughtered and raped, as well as his daughter.
No justice, no justice.
There is nothing left for him.
One of the 7 deadly sins
Hate is poison to the mind
It turns good people crazy
It's a strong word
Bitter and harsh in the mouth
Almost like a Curse but not quite
If Hate was a person
How do you cope? How do you live?
Life, why did I want to grow up?
People around me, harrassing me about "how things are going"
Nothing is what it seems." Kids are amazing and I couldn't be doing better"
In a world full of chaos and hate,
you wanna know what lifts me up...
you wanna know what makes me smile...
you wanna know how I am able to persevere,
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.
(Situation in Ferguson, inspired by https://www.facebook.com/JayFleadaddieJon who wrote C.O.P,Criminals of Permission)
I made you believe me…
You didn’t have a reason to doubt…
Why would the first words I ever spoke to you
Be a lie?
It was psychotic.
It takes more energy to tie my shoe
Than it takes to type or say
Yet, its mere utterance can draw to end
Be it life or be it day.
It takes less energy to type—to text
I stand behind a wall of pain
Gazing out into a world of blame, that
You're so quick to spue from a fernace of flames, that
Your mouth claims. I stand
Those Negro Boys
Now you see,
I know something about them Negro boys,
The ones who don’t do nothing but sell weed and drugs,
The path is one of these
A darkened angel
Or you and me
Our lack there of
A vacancy
The days slowly creep past me, so suddenly
And as the deepest orange sunray peek upon the horizon before making its appearance.. I'm alive
How does one mend a broken heart?
Let go
Don't dwell on what's been
It's not fair to what's now
Or what could be
Don't be the one to wish "what if"
That "what if" will turn into "why"
Insane what you'll do to call me yours.
Your soul is shrinking,
your mind isnt thinking.
This love shit ain't easy,
it fades.
It's a craze.
That could last years or just days.
i've listened to it more times than i can count,
but who's to say that i'm wrong.
what you can see is the fading memory of me in a song.
why can't i be true, why do you have to love
please i'm begging you run away
A ship is sailing
On the water
And Nobody knows it's purpose
A person is drowning beneath the water
But Nobody will let her surface
Why is love such a crime?
Why must people aim hatred towards love?
When a man holds another's hand they look away in disgust
I thought about what it would be like
Without you.
I thought about how that would change me
For flowers bloom and trees root
With the beckoning of spring,
And the chills of winter
The crack of a cackling bullet
Shattered the life and the sanctum of thought
Which held me up, assisted and created me
But left me when I needed it the most
The scream of a dying soul
Optimism is fine but realism is better
Ignorance is bliss and you have mislead her
Fake it and make it what you want it to be
Leaving to dust all you’ve given to me
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 am me
You are you
You don't know me
I don't know you
Nothing but rumors
Spreading like a disease
Some can be true
and others can be false
You wouldn't know
The voices are everywhere
Saying life will never be fair
They're screaming at you
Saying there is nothing you can do
Your only escape is to end it all
Whatever you do, don't give in,
Little girl lost and alone
Won’t pick up the phone
Too scared to go back home
The bottles kept stacking up
Daddy didn’t you have enough
Anger grew, We all knew
What he was going to do to you
Once again you have left,
This time it doesn't hurt as much.
I didn't even cry.
Unlike the other times however,
You cheated.
Maybe this is what it took for me to finally let go,
I smile.
I laugh.
I have been described as a hilarious person,
One who makes the days of others.
I am me
As you are you
Yet nothing sets us apart
Neither can forsee
Neither has a clue
Neither has a heart
Empty Bottles
Written by: Tara Renee Sack
Once upon a time you had a life
Made a family, had some kids
With your beautiful wife
What have I done? The person I loved…cold, limp, and lifeless…is before me. The person I loved is calling out for help… no one can hear… I took no action. I watched the person I loved… die before my eyes. I look at my arms… splattered with bl
His skin color does not mean
to violence he is keen
Skin color can't tell what lies
within a person, be it cruel or kind
You’re not my friend
You’re a frenemy
You used my shoes
My towels
My clothes
My Dial
I thought you were true
You only hang around cause
My heart aches and breaks
as you walk away
Reaching out my hand
in hopes that you'll hold it once more
We've created an army of identical twins,
318,457,385 of them today, more tomorrow.
All mirror images staring blankly back at each other,
unable to see the similarities,
I write to the Little Girl in the Future.
In case you have forgotten...
In case you have forgotten the beauty of the swirling passions of the primitive past
Hey, my name is T-Rek
Ya I ain't a reject, it's all about respect
Arab, don't hate, reflect
Never Judge a book by it's cover.
It's different from you to the other.
They're much funnier then you think,
Please, sit there calmly and drink.
You judge silently like they all do,
Flashing gems mount the noble crown
Dashing passions paint the milky gown
Pulsing plights sound within the hue-ringed hole
Convulsing fashions taint the beautiful soul
Anyone I have ever loved is a ghost I keep alive in my notebookBy feeding them the ink from my ball point pen,And let them sleep between the college ruled lines likeSome sort ofInhumane bunk bed.
Listen as I grow old the Gov's mask slips and expose a past.
I learned so many things that concerns me.
In all honesty this world is breaking apart.
My poetry is picking up the debris.
today's your birthday and Fathers Day
with everything that's happened i know you'd be speechless
it's hard to think of what to say
I feel like since you've been gone our family has been a mess
I wrote you a book of what's in store.
on how I have always had open my front door.
For you to walk in and stay with me.
So we all could be one big, happy family.
But you walked out and left us alone.
I can't hate him
I love him
But resentment is building
Harder to conceal
Holding this hot potato hurts my hands
It hurts like "man what happened to the plans"
It's hurts like "damn!"
Kick, Scream, shout, and pout
Thats what I do when I'm with you
I cant stand you
I wish i could spill glue on you
I hate you.
Please you think your all that
Cant even fight
That tar that you spit, embellishes oppression
Not uncovering another beauty only truly shielding it, no resting
Constant stressing about the matters of geography
I sit in the dark and listen to the sound of laughter and joy but more importantly
I hear the LOVE they have with each other.
I was born and you were four you looked to me as an enemy Never saw the blood we shared since we came from two of the same
So you know the phrase:
"It gets better."
Well, for me...... it doesn't.
At least....... not yet.
Or maybe building so slow that even a tortoise outruns it by thirty miles.
Always the same.
It is rare that a man
Can come to terms with
Surrender.
It is in a unfair waisteland
that a man can make
sense of these thoughts that
will hinder.
Its uncomprehensible that
Grey face and blistered skin,
Looks like she is at it again.
Cold breath and shaky bones,
She cuts when she is home alone.
Knocks at the door, but she can't hear,
This word I hear that burns my ears
This word THOT meaning 'That Hoe Over There'.
The disrespect slandering the female race
also describes the male who's always up for a chase.
Most of the time
We try to look at someone else's eye's
Try to understand through their covered lies
But what we do not realize
Viens throb from shameless drugs that mezmorize
When their mama cries
Speak your mind
Free your mind
Work your mind
Trap your mind
Speak your mind
Leave your mind
Harm your mind
Corrupt your mind
Say no
Say yes
Say hello
Say goodbye
Stitch-1 she should have thought before she did!
Stitch-10 she should have thought before she said what she did!
Stitch-20 she should have thought before she turned them all!
just seeing him makes me angry
just seeing his greying hair,
his yellow and brown teeth
that cost 10,000 dollars to replace
last time
his thinning body
One day I hope they'll see
this is just a sad part of me
their hearts I do not mean to break
I do it for my own souls sake
I want to smile and often do
except for when I think of you
Miss me like small wishes that never met the skys because hands were too small to deliver minds and hearts felt. Miss me like prayers that didn't reach the heavens because eyes got heavy and pillows caught heads.
Lonely girl is so far up above the world. She orbits around, without an anchor to ground her.
You held me
You held me when I was strong
You held me
You looked at my face and told me how beautiful my smile was
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.
Sweet, musky scentthat rises the stripedstairs into my nostrilsand opens my eyesto see a blurred, blue silkysmooth crashing, clutchfrom the shoving mobbehind me, intoa forgotten memory, whose
The hollow persists in the space you've wrapped aroundBut the inner circle containsEmptiness, loneliness, painLike the drip, drip, dripThe flow from my brainIt never turns off, never goes, never slows
You never hit
Wetness like stripes fall
Drip into regret
You never yelled at me,
Gasping air, the thud of the wall.
Memories are set.
You never lied to me
You hold me close and say, "Don't fret.""It's okay, I will soon forget".I know the words are only in my mind,But somehow this connection we have; it speaks to me.
Cover my ears and pretend I am somewhere else
That is what I do many nights in my house
Will the shouting stop soon or will it stream on like a broken record?
How much longer can this last?
beat beat beating
pound pound pounding
Is it a heart?
A fist?
A drum?
A speaker?
Is it all not the same?
Isn't everything that makes this sound of purpose worth the same?
Stopping half way across his path I leaned up against his soul and saw the demon taking hold.
He took out his nine inch sword and held to the sky telling me and my wolf, we were about to die.
what is it that defines us?
our bodies, our minds,
our hearts, our busts,
our victories, our finds?
can we change?
our views, our thoughts,
the loves, the hates,
our destiny?
I've cried
I cry
So much that they have stained my skin
I've spoken
I scream
Either way, you still haven't heard me
I've heard
I listen
And you keep saying the same thing
You say you want WOLD PEACE
but your not willing to fight
for the one thing you believe
you think its impossible
for the sun to shine on everyone a
the same time I believe
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
i’ll tear your touch
right off my skin,
wipe your kiss
off of my lips,
blink away all sights of you,
rip every little
faces grey
carved with hate
heads shaven like
a landscape stripped of vegetation
and left to the barren ground
acid eaten faces
with small hard dark eyes
figures devoid of the touch
What are words?
but a mere creation of humans.
No words can describe how I feel,
when I'm without you.
No words can explain the feeling I get,
when I see you.
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
All my life I wanted to be something special
A princess, a cowgirl, a rockstar, and the President of the United States
as innoccent and pure it seems
pour salt in a wound
there at first you weep at the pain you will feel
but if you live through the pain
in time the wound will heal
it is something that is felt
What is society
To you and me?
No,
What is society?
You and me.
Socius, societas, society.
Comrade, friend, ally.
How far we have come.
Boys from her past had already taught her "do not fall for a man, without a father."
She told me last night
A whisper on the porch
Her face was a smile,
Masking her tears.
I wanted to scream
I wanted to hold her tight
And tell her it would be ok.
I wanted to throw something
At first I thought the issue was me.
But then I saw my mother.
I thought the issue was her.
But then I saw my aunt.
I thought the issue was her.
But then I saw my grandmother.
What makes me tick?
Well, take your pick:
I don't like to exercise
But I like to supervise.
I pour out my heart
In the name of art.
My dark corners revealed
There is no shield.
You asked me how I knew I loved you,
The words could barely leave my mouth.
I tried to write it, I couldn’t.
There was no ink, I could not do that to you,
You deserve to know the reason,
She wasn't good enough for you then
so youre not good enough for her now
need me to explain?
she used to be so happy
so sweet
so caring
until you pushed her away
and broke her down
They called her names
They laughed as she cried
They pretended to be friends with her
They filled her head with lies
She believed their words
She took it to heart
Slap me with your words and crawl into my mind
where you'll find me or what's left of me.
Grab me with your hands, handle me like you had handled me.
Gently,
Please take me to the motherland
I heard love can manifest
Yin and Yan they coexist
Please take me to the motherland
Where alchemist don't trade souls
For the chemical make up of gold
I didn't notice how naked I was
until all our movement stopped and we just laid there
and I heard this was the best part,
I knew this was the best part,
You see a world that
Cannot change
A place where everything
Stays the same
Judgments fill the air
I’ve never felt so lost,
Nor felt so helpless, alone, angry and frustrated.
Nor have I ever cried so much, or as often.
Never have I asked “why” so many times.
I’ve never been so weak.
All of us have our moments when we see others feeling down
It is our job to reach out , grab them and pull them up from the ground
Looking around this room, I hope most of you will understand
The hood I'm wearing
The clothes I'm bearing,
Is it a crime to walk the streets?
Targeted because of the color of my skin.
Judge by the stereotypes that my kind provides.
Odious words sent my way,
The heart beats like a thousand drums
When in the face of inquiry to another
A yearning soul heard over melodious hums
I saw the way you looked at me, with need in your eyes
Desperate for me to come towards you, and to feel your flesh against mine
Every day that's what I've done, and what I had plan to do
Look around. What do you see?
I see love and hatred all around me.
The horrible hate kills.
With sadness and pain, a person fills.
They hold a knife to their throat.
The insanity drives me gradually,
Until I'm forced to wonder,
What is the source of this?
Could it truly be that, which I
A small, naive girl
Affectionatly call love?
Can that which
he was only a boy
yound and bold, unable to be dragged down
smothly surfing along with the tide flow of life
searching for nothing other than love.
he spent his days thinking about her
Where bramble emotion doth grow,
It shall dwell betwixt my lone.
Whose sedated strife sprouted with woe
Forsook the rich of thy loam.
Dreary, the bracken doth reach,
Fear storms through the dark endless skies
Where it seems that land can only exist at night
Where thugs rule the world and parents hide behind doors
Hypocritically stating,"the world is yours"
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.
The world is not a nice placeBut not always at equal paceThe world likes to fight and raceBut it also likes to segregateThe World wants a change
Honesty is all I would change
maybe if we all could be genuine love would not be in vain
if I could change the roles of honesty
maybe a liar would feel the victims pain
He lied to me that's why I feel this way
Hate..
An awful, six billion ton'd word..
You can feel it build like a crescendo in an orchestra in seconds...
You can hear it crash through walls no matter how deaf..
certainly you've felt life tug you, hug you, and even push you away..
and I'm certain you've seen life assert it's opinion to your dismay..
& by all means necessary, life has lead you to this point..
As I lie here naked,
I catch glimpses of them.
Some scattered disorderly on me left thigh,
Others straight and regimented on my right.
I heard the grass is greener on the other side
Only if you abide
By the rules they preach to sinners
Only those who reach it are truly winners
And the everlasting pulsing is gone
I’m coming home
Your love is cold sand.
Your love is a warm breeze in the fall.
Or maybe perhaps a shiver that once ran down my spine.
I felt the stab of pain
From a brother in the hood
One seeking to rise to fame
I thought he understood.
If I could change one thing
It would be so that the world could stop hating.
It would be so that the color of my skin,
The religion that I practice,
The people whom I choose to love,
He is popping pills
Trying to get rid of the pain
But all people seem to realize
Is that he's an idiot and completely insane
Harassed on a daily basis
He can't seem to get off the crazy train
Why hate?
Who cares?
It's none of your
business ma'am.
Don't raise your kids
Then hit another man.
Level out
Then love.
It is said to be best served cold.
It grows in your soul incripting like mold.
Such a sinister idea, an evil from the inside.
From the dawn of time to present day.
It infects everyone of us worldwide.
I was asked what I would change about this world.
Would I change the war, drugs, crime?
No. Because all of these are caused by one thing:
Hate.
We hate those who are different;
I sit at night, watching the stars
Dreaming of a world without scars
No hate or frears
No war or tears
A world where no one lies
A world where no one dies
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
Wind against these walls
And the silence goes unbroken
Save for my own breath
How are we such strangers now
So different
I’ve known you all my life
You meant the most to me
This is pain is just too real
The moment I got attacked by the wegded heel.
I would change the mind obsessed
with pretty colors
and popular dress
When she was a baby
her mother dressed her
in the best she could afford
She would sit in bows and laces
humans are selfish
all to the core
whether they show it
matters not one bit at all
sure some care
but they're a bore
humans can dis
if they dare
always seeking more
Pour he the taste of charlatans
To malice my impeccable restrain.
My interstice of perception is as the dove at dusk,
But halted in terms of vain.
My pellucid psyche now poisoned
The preceptor is the bearer to lessen
My confession,
And the aggressive recollection
That reigns so freely
Competes with the virtuous violence of my future.
I have a heart condition.
It's prompted me to no longer be bound. Abolition.
Can you tell me what's your rendition..
when the doctor says there's no cure, nor a physician?
It’s been a long time coming, women and civil rights, but yet we still segregate and hate. “Be different” they say, “be yourself”, but it’s illegal to do so. To love who I want and live happily ever after, forbid.
They look at the color of my skin
See ink running down my limbs
And the illusion is set in their minds
Suddenly I have a new face
They spit words out
Calling me gangbanger
I hate myself,I hate my wealth,If I could give,Then I would live,Nothing would be mine,As nothing is divine,
Why do we all hate
These wars we start
From bombing innocent towns
To a gunfight in the street next to KMart
In a world full of hate and despair,
there may be times we feel nothing can compare,
where it seems to be, beyond repair.
In a world that's cold, and no sense of right,
You are a coward.
A coward with temptations,
That you could not resist
The evil damnations.
That leave my stomach in a twist.
Why did you do it?
You said you loved me more.
A disease,
That no ones knows,
But it stings like bees,
Yet still no one sees.
My father,
Has this curse,
He looks at his daughter,
She knows it hurts.
Could I change my community?
A small town,
Where there is no impunity, no crime,
No one to be found?
No.
Could I change the world?
From it's destruction,
The sorrows, the cries
Dejection,
No affection.
Depression,
No expression.
Happiness?
No. Not anymore.
No more blessedness.
No more galore.
Why do I still love.
Why do I still trust.
Hate is H
C is compassion
I've lived, I've loved, I've learned
Seen the storm of others
While I had all the sunshine
All the hatred spread
When we should focus on caring
Compassion
I am the one you hate and love.
Everyone suspects me but no one sees me.
I sit in the corner reading my book,
I walk down the path smiling,
I drift in and out of sadness Explode with manic madnessI can't control your loveOr make you wish you had this But it's sad - thisBottomless hungerHeart - banging like thunderSitting up at night
I got people looking up to meBut I'm just not that heroic.It's like I'm living a double life,I promise you don't even know it, Cause I don't even show itAnd I don't even flow it
Tall hats live on the east
Short hats live on the west
They both play with figurines
But who plays with them the best?
Tall hats believe in warfare
short hats believe in house
Blank stares are given,
Long live the smacks of hands that raised
pains that slave the masses
Yet ignored through the constant acknowledgements
Embelished though it seems
the hate is real...
I'm listening to the rainthe way it beats upon the rooftopsThe pitter patter dribbles its wet dropsSplashing the puddles all around me
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,
This hate fills all my viens.
It brings heartache and pains.
I feel like I'll drown
In the hate from deep down.
The smiles that you see
Always given off by me
are masks to hide the fray
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.
Strangers, begining to speak to one another
Acquaintances, talking regularly
Buddies, begining to hang out together
Friends, telling each other secrets
Best Friends, doing everything together
Pure, the infant is born
Caught in wonder and awe
not yet taught to scorn
or haunted by what its saw
Children see no race
Or sexual orientation
All love they embrace
What’s up with these kids in schools
Why do they think it’s ok
To run around toting guns
And slaying in the hallways
What makes them think they’ve got the right
To take someone’s life
How does he construe these thoughts
that make him act in heinous ways
Ways that few would dare to dream
for the fear of dark reality
How does he acquire his weapons
of greif and pain and evil
What am I doing wrong?
Why do you hate me?
Is it because I'm quiet?
Is it because I'm sad?
I just don't know anymore.
I want to be with you
I want you to be happy
But you don't want me
You don't care if I'm happy
Why do I love you
Turn a misonception into your greatest lesson
break away from the crowd and make an unfamilliar impression
Love can either hurt you or make you happy... or even both
Love can be affectionate, beautiful, & romantic
Kill yourself
States the loud, infuriating, voice that
I to want to listen to since you have so desperately told me to do so,
an abundance of times.
They say that between love and hate there is only ONE step.
Every time I heard this I would laugh and think how is this possible?
Foggy nights, starless sky
Restless fights, love undignified
They belong without a doubt
But too cowardice to work it out
Shameful love, it truly is
Poor life, poor family, poor kids
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.
Born I was
To a couple who would teach to love and cherish every moment of every day
Raised I was
To never say anything mean, to never act with unkindness in my heart
But schooled I was
I am gray
I fall in the middle of you all
The endless abyss of unaccepted
Hated by none? All? Some?
Ba-bum…Ba-bum
The core
Of my inspirations
Beats
As it demands
To escape its
Cave
Yet it loves
Me
It loves the
Hollow
Box
Wrapped in
Silky, smooth
My eyes
They burn
My mind
It hurts
Hypocrisy
Beating at my heart
Lies
Making my heart not want to beat
Stop it
Please, stop it
Today I offered
My glasses
To the unfortunate soul
Who was chosen
To read what was on the blackboard.
So pale he was,
Like a vampire,
That unfortunate soul.
I light a cigarette again
staring at your pillow where you're supposed to be sleeping
instead you're gone and smoke surrounds me
i'm breathing.
I know, I know that I'm never right
you told me.
I feel broken down
everytime he comes around
in my mind is a trainwreck
you love me, i dont give a shit.
I feel the arguments
seeping through
into everything that i do
im breaking.
listen to me
crumbling like stones.
i'm falling.
through the cracks,
i dont wanna be alone.
Staring into the shiny blue
The shiny blue enraptures me
Let it save me
Distract me
From the self-mutilation I impose upon myself
From the nightmares dancing above my head
Be this your occupation
Or unholy mutilation
We walk the earth in unity
United in our scrutiny
As one piece of iron sharpens another, we need to keep each other sharp. We need to encourage each other. An enemy might be able to defeat one of us, but not when the two of us stand back-to-back to defend each other.
Society. It drives me.
Family. They guide me.
Money. It rules me.
Fear. It consumes me.
Hate. It alludes me.
Desire. It fuels me.
When I was younger,
I used to think that
our teenage years would be
different.
I thought we'd all be happy
and have boyfriends.
But in reality,
we're all depressed.
I ruined your day, you cant wait for me to leave.
Your words, not mine, it's what you said to me.
I'd do anything for the girl of my dreams,
even if it means I have to leave my queen
I thought I had forgotton
Now I'm told to forgive
Will I ever be able to live
To be able to look a dream in the face
To be able to face you and not hate
I imagine your face and look to see
Who you are?
I'm gonna sleep my life away
But all I really wanna do is make you pay
You ruined my life so
Why don't I Just take out the knife
I'm to weak for this
I think I reached my peak
I'm trying to be strong
Like how only the sky can feel the lightning, thunder and rain
only i know the feeling of empty loneliness
the true distance between me and happiness
only i can fake the smile
and hide the tears
I have feelings for you
Your the one I'll always love.
It's just one think
You'll never fee the same about me.
If I ran away would you come after me?
If I died, would you shed a tear
You think you know what I feel,
The feeling, its just to real,
Your words, they hurt
You treat me like a pile of dirt.
There is nothing sadder--
not even the loss of a cherished item,
not even the mewing of an abandoned kitten,
My poems are like life stories now they tell what's really going down. Emotions, bundled up in a jar wishing I could throw them somewhere far. So much on my mind i don't know where to start.
The way we see ourselves is a very powerful thing. It not only builds or breaks the fortress around us it allows others to step into our realms and puncture our castles. It displays vulnerability and hides destruction.
I trusted you
i loved you
you hurt me
And you made me see
what you truly are
and you left a scar
in my brain
and made me feel insane.
my world fell apart
Tiptoeing past my shame,
Where once again,
I start to question if I’m worthy
To eat that extra slice,
To role the dice
To tell me if I’d ever pull off “curvy.”
Smiles watch me now;
New cities
are built on the ashes of the old.
The ruins
caged away
like a wild animal
like they could get out.
Talking to my mothers graveUsed to be the hardest thing everI would just cry my eyes outThinking she would be back never
“Asian” used to be a thing of beauty,
But now there are images of labor—
Simply that is our soul duty.
But we, just like all, are humble neighbors.
Here I am, color of sand
Thenis what I never want to be again.Then is that alarm clock-esque reminderwith no snooze.
Why stress over them, instead why not god bless 'em
earning minimum wage probably is a struggle,
but giving students Fails so quickly on the double
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,
Geometry shouldn't even be a subject in high school
Why do we need to know how to plot point on a graph?
In school we get through the names that try to drag us down,
That try to hurt us, to define us, to limit our potential.
We let them be the weight that ties us down,
The noose that we strangle ourselves with,
Take a looktell me what you seenot just in a bookbut what the students needthe bullying were losing livesthanks to the poison of hatethe disease of lives
I craddled my hatred.
I raised it up right,
fed it the finest foods,
and made sure it slept well.
I was proud of my hatred,
for growing up strong.
until I showed it to another,
There is an empty place in my chest, an empty spot where my thoughts use to flow and my memories use to play. The familiar rhythm that's kept me alive for so long is slowly coming to a halt.
I look out the window at the quiet absence,
In the stillness of a dull summer night,
I smell the chlorine in my hair as I bite its frail ends.
Its sunny color washed out by the moonlight,
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 was scared,
Scared of what we could of had.
Scared of what we should of locked on a pad.
Scared of something that could go bad.
And now, I stand.
Confused with these flowers from another man.
I am the spiritual leader of this home, he says
You belong to me, he says
I belong to no one, i scream
In my head....
You remind me of myself, he says
We are the same, he says
There once was a summer.
A summer full of sun and delight
A summer with a boy.
A boy with great might.
I fell in love with him, that boy.
His touch reminded me of peppermint. Tingly.
People of different ages, genders, and identities stare into their reflections;
LOVE: l.eaning into the smile of another
o.pening the soul for review
v.erifying that the more you give
Sitting on a park benchAn amazing vantage pointSeeing the world pass by Listening carefully to every noiseHear a mother and a child, a husband and wife
I ran.
As fast as I could.
To try to get away from him.
From the hurt.
But he always found me.
I screamed.
I ran the other way.
But I found myself in the end back in his house.
Stretched into a pirouette Porcelain arms above her head Pristine balance and tight bunned hair A trickle of salt water dread The lace toe shoe grips the edge Atop the orange lip of God Sprawling below is dark abyss She could fall with just a prod
Like ebony feathered ravens
--squawk, caw squawk--
beaks sharp as talons
talons sharp as hawk’s
They prey on the weak,
the strong, and the brave,
the boisterous, the silent,
Is all you care about is your health ?
If you're healthy, then we are?
Is it because im black you think im dumb?
Attitudes,
How do they teach me?
Smart remarks,
How do they help me?
I'm defiant?
I just want to learn.
Rowdy classes and rude students,
do you care?
You just pass us 'cause we're here.
Education will cure the cause of hate.
Everyone should try to inform the rest.
We can try to erase ignorance from the worlds full slate.
Then we can really address the real cause of this mess.
The bright moon filled the sky with light
Only to be obscured by the city’s gleam
It seemed to set the entire world ablaze
And there was nothing that the moon could do
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,
Your ideas made me, desgined me.
The paper was my womb and the ink nourished me.
When i was ready, you P U S H H H H ED me.
out.
My spine showed my name. Given.
My cover reflected you.
Faith: one motive, a solitary pebble,
minuscule in size, enormous in spirit,
burning the demon’s evil plot;
where disloyalty to self’s morals
crumbles like the Twin Towers,
the disrupted chariot as horses
School is back, its that time again
teachers are wack, i get to see friends
if theres one thing i dont like its a loner
but overall i hate homework
teachers need to stop with all of this domework
Mr. Sly, your master plan congealed;
the thrill of playing the two-tier game
is a flaring, formidable forcefield,
are gruesome goosebumps hard to tame
that fixate instinct on this path
Ditch the ground rules,
A bounty of no regrets;
Desires fulfilled against the ethics,
Weaving the art of manipulation.
Mind games to consider realism
As a slash to the crossroads.
You want me to admit when I'm wrong,
But you never do
You say it's not right to lie,
But you lie all the time
You tell me to stop being gloomy
But you're angry all the time
Everyone's views are different
And I completely understand that.
But why is it legal to drink alcohol, which when you have it in your system and drive can cause deaths,
It's a sad, sad world
Filled with too many disappointments
And I'm so tired of it
So damn tired
And as if crying about it helped
It just makes me hate myself even more
They push you down, they phase you out. Your friends are there but this you doubt. That feelings back, deep inside. That feeling where they all laugh where they have their fun yet you sit there alone knowing you cant.
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.
You are shunned from my past
Memories gone at last
Now I don't have to see your face
And I don't have to go back to that place
Where you broke my heart
And tore my world apart
I saw you today
You think of me day and night,
To you I am perfect,
You see nothing but me.
But I see you in a different light,
I see now who you truly are,
I can see your uncultivated soul.
The sweets
You gave to me
Became a metaphor of you:
So decadent with just one bite
I devoured them whole,
But now all I taste
Is your poison.
First it started with a snicker
Then there was a whisper
Now there is just my wimper
I feel so alone
With these scars on my heart
And the scars on my arms
They remind me of you
I remember the fire that licked at your heels,
The taunts, the beatings, the pain,
A wall that reached out with open arms,
Breaking not only you
But your potential, your dreams
And everything that,
I thought you put the best in me,But you really just tested me.
I thought you wanted us,Instead I want to cuss.
I thought you really wanted me,But I guess you just want to be free.
Gravity is irresistible.
I want to stay away,
But this concept is not unmistakable.
It must sustain on the bay.
I feel defenseless
In my naked soul.
As I am relentless
You who never cease, Breaking the heart of another
keep taking another piece, as if it wasn't a bother.
night and day goes by, as that child you bully,could very we'll die.
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.
I am a girl of love,
Compassion and trust,
Most of all I'm a girl of opinion.
And if you don't like it,
I suppose you're pretty opinionated yourself.
Why do you give us so much homework?
I learn better in class
so stop being an ass
im sorry for my language
actually im not
i know im being a snot
but listen hear
Why would someone do such a thing?
Someone please tell me why.
He gave him so much of his effort.
So much of his money and time.
Between the two was everything.
He'd helped him stand back up.
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.
I hate when you don't sit by me,
I hate it the same when you stay.
I hate when our eyes, they meet,
I hate it more when you quickly look away.
I hate the feelings that come to me when you say you're my friend,
Why do people hate?
Hate is so irate
Hurt those who care about you
Why, why hate?
Turn your hate into love
Maybe then you’ll meet your mate
Thanks to fate, you love instead of hate
I'll remember this next time,
Next time I won't fall so hard.
Next time I won't cry...
Next time.
I'll remember this next time,
Next time I won't step up so quick,
Next time I won't ask...
I'll remember this next time,
Next time I won't fall so hard.
Next time I won't cry...
Next time.
I'll remember this next time,
Next time I won't step up so quick,
Next time I won't ask...
There's nothing I wouldn't give,
I'm still addicted...
But it's not really me you love,
It's my best friend...
There's nothing I wouldn't have done,
Anything for you...
You're all I've ever wanted,
a song's on repeat,
something's not right.
this time you're the reason
I cried myself to sleep last night.
moving on doesn't come easy,
at least not for me.
I know it's something I've gotta do,
Are we stuck in a lie
Between one love and much hate?
Suppose we give rules a change, maybe then they'll be straight.
Over time we will grow to hate the rules we have changed, but
You made who I am today and for that I hate you
You made me see what others couldn’t dream
You made me think I was nothing
You made me sell coke every night
Sometimes, I strike it low.
I hit rock bottom.
I fall.
And I'll lay there for a minute,
shocked by cold concrete.
Bare.
Skull-shattering.
There's a reason I'm here.
Once a boy came along and taught me what I thought was love.
He ignored me in the hallways but kissed me when everyone was gone.
I did a lot for this boy because I thought he would do the same for me but he never did.
Thou camest like lightening through a blue, clear sky,
Like a strong wind through the trees as I walked by,
Like fire consuming my heart, leaving my body sighing.
Hands- young and taut, thick and thin, wrinkly and not-
They're almost comical-their capabilities-
A Surgeon heals and stitches, your wounds away,
And mends the broken body.
She sits all alone
In a room full of hate
She stares at their eyes
And notices they’re fake
……………………………
Mistaken Always shaken We move because we're told But it's getting old Tired of these rules The tools They say, the tools to life To growing and succeeding To living and competing Jump, run, and go They say it but really though What do they mean
The fields of war, we all cry,
Let’s take a moment and take a big sigh.
This isn’t what life should be!
Let’s just get along, you and me.
Let’s have the peace fly!
War is nothing but a sad, sad lie,
Kiss My A**
Where do I start, what can I say?
Never been much for words
At least that's what they tell me.
"Oh you're so shy"
But I stand up in class
"That question is stupid"
IM NO HOE.
IM NOT YOUR TOOL
IM NOT YOUR BIT**
IM HIS LOVE
IM HIS HELP
IM HIS WOMEN
YOU CALL ME YOU SIDELINE
HE CALLS ME HIS PRICLEES DIME
YET, I RUN TO YOU SIDE
I wish you hated me,
because then I wouldn't feel so guilty
for wanting to leave you and give up at times.
I wish you despised me no matter
how much love I gave you
so that I wouldn't be the one to blame.
Inside, they consume me
the words of society
filled with rejection
My heart aches and throbs
as I'm wrapped in the image
of pure pefection
Yet I can not grasp
“WHY MOMMY WHY?”
I screamed through my tears
I was little then
About three years
…………………………………….
Mommy didn’t care
She speaks in similes.
Using her devil tongue.
The way she utters
A complexity of evil words
Constructed to fit perfectly
Into the shape of a heart that beats directly into her palm.
Why do you hate me?
Is it cause my skin is the same color as the trees?
Is it cause my eyes are a little smaller than yours?
Or cause I hug and kiss just a little bit more?
Dear teacher, have I ever told you that I loved Math.
Dear teacher, have I ever told you that all my dreams are about 2x+4=y and "Jonny had 5 bannans and gave 1 to
Peter, how many bannans were Jonny left with ".
Feelings, Emotions, the basis of our existence
Tearing apart every piece of my weakened heart
Though through all the pain I show no resistance
Why so much? Can't you see i hate it!Homework here, homework there And you don't even bother to grade it.This is stupid why should we do it?Look at all the extra work and there's nothing really to it,So common let's admit that you don't even like
You were the one I loved,
When we met in Boston.
You were the one I,
A world away on Skype.
You were the one,
At the edge of a waterfall with friends.
You were the,
When I married you.
Our principal hates the things we stride for
From equal love to sense of style
No Sir
You will not quiet our souls
We will rise and stand for what we proposed
No Sir
You cannot silence our mouths
The world we live in
Is it real? are we real?
Do we exits? are all this part of
Our imagination. Is it because
We been here, in this same spot
Its not a matter of how much
I love you.
Now it has turned into
a simple game between my heart and mind.
Who is to say I am going to Hell,
Without knowing my full story?
Without knowing how I will spend my life?
Without knowing all of me?
Where will I go for being true?
I'm not sure
Where I came from
Not sure
That I care
Don't know my heritage
I've come from everywhere
I suppose I'm from
My mother
But the pieces
Are all wrong
Button eyes
Digging deep down inside,
There's no place to ride,
I feel a since of emptiness,
that sometimes I can not hide,
Who cares about my up bringing,
I surley am not suprised,
I look in the mirror
I wish I could see what you see
Skin so pale I could illuminate the dark
Curves in all the wrong places
Acne that covers my face
Oh the joy of being a teen
Hair that frizzes
Growing up you loved me
You wanted me to be a doctor or a lawyer
But when I chose art you looked at me with disgust and ashamed
You said that only lazy people follow art
"Take out a piece of paper and a writing utensil, we have a pop quiz."
Pop quizzes do not challenge my knowledge
Nor will they get me ready for college
You think they'll prepare us for the future?
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
I close my eyes, and understand,
The only way a child can,
To be beaten down with soap, and socks,
I beg forgiveness, the paradox.
You say I don't know shit, but whose teaching me?
You say I won't match up to anything, but whose teaching a student that smarter than them?
Struggling to be understood
Communication with no voice
Assuming he's not making the right choice
His body a prison, his mind a saint
Can't escape
Blood- boiling desire, useless dreams
Love me for me, or not at all.
Love me for me, flaws & all.
But whether you love me or hate,
I will not fall.
shut them out, as I suffer to breathe
Where are the words?
Can we talk instead of scream?
My opinion remains unheard
The violent escapade
on the frigid ground, I laid
he charged at me,
I walk into the class, Room nine
and all I see are boys behinds
I wish they would take school more serious
cause what they're doing is delerious
Day in and day out.
Everything's the same.
I can't stand it when you call out my name.
Day in and day out.
You spend nine days on a topic
I swear, I'll get a gun and learn how to cock it.
The world is as ugly as it is beautiful,
as evil as it is good,
as cruel as it is kind,
as cold as it is warm,
as dark as it is bright—
but you will always have a choice on which side to take.
The pain I always hide,
I just keep it bundled up,
I wont let it show,
I wont take much more,
But I can not let him go,
And all these things I say,
Im just lying here,
Growing up, I was toldthat all of me was wrong.A waist too big, breasts too small.Much too tall and far too wide.My parents encourageda hatred of my body.Told what not to eat.
“I’m not shy, I’m just quiet.”
My friend says without lie
But I can’t help thinking to myself
“I’m not quiet, I’m just shy”
It isn’t that I don’t want to talk
Or that I don’t like anyone
WORLD VIEW
analytical debates
shows what a person hate
its sad to see what we don't appreciate
I just hope eyes open before its too late
all we need is love
There comes a time in life when -
you realize that you cant trust anybody.
At first you felt loved -
and then you were betrayed.
Your life spins
and everything you thought you knew -
is now a lie.
How can I succeed
Or Believe
Or Achieve
When oppression plagues me ?
Under wraps is the violence-
Beneath shadows they hide it :
I convinced myself that the world hated me.
I saw there's no good I could be.
In reality I was the only real bully.
I beat myself up and called myself ugly.
I saw that I all I ever brought was pain.
You see what you want me to see,
but yet you do not see what you're supposed to see.
I went home both days and nights,
sitting there, fighting my own fights.
No teacher, no staff, no parents; no one
You watch me walk down the halls,
you know who I am.
Don't you?
I guess you think you do, I'm that smart girl,
maybe I'm that smart guy.
The one who's dorky and smart,
Maybe I'm dark and alluring,
Instread of building a bridge,
I built a wall to Cry behind.
Instead of building a bridge,
I built a wall to Administrate the pain.
Instead of building a bridge,
People will treat you maliciously and wonder why you hate them. They will drag you down and wonder why you won't face them. When it comes to your dreams they try to stop them. But when it comes to your failures.........
Life is always a scare!
Crying is always there,To remind us of something elseLife is always a scare.
Danger everywhere you lookPain in everyone’s eyesCrying is always there
You stand there, not even acknowledging my very being. Looking at you, my vision goes red with hate and lust. Like the wind in the night, you snuck up behind me and swept me off my feet.
The ignorance of peopleAlong with the pain I'm dealing with insideAnd slowly driving me mad
I am Shapeless.
A Villian to an arching Hero.
I am a Pest. A Slug.
A Menace.
Forget MANKIND.
I am pushed. Punched,
tugged in all sorts of directions.
Do I have a mind of my own?
Again,
Lion’s taunt
Monkey’s tease
Hyena’s laugh
Swarm of bees
Loud like thunder
Strikes like lightning
Hurts like needles
Is quite frightening
Silent words unseen
Once I loved youUntil I had to turn my headTo all the things you did and said.
I once loved meBut then you diedAnd even though I knew you wouldBut to this day:I wish it was me.
Every morning prior to the bedlam of alarm clocks,a smile sat royally on the throne of her majestic face.One arm thoroughly rested across her abdomen,why the other searches for an abeyant lover that
Walking silently along this dreaded pathway,
Through the city of the lake,
i see all of these ghosts of people,
whose souls never cease to break.
i find myself shaking in agony
from these visions i behold,
I knew that I loved God
and I thought this was enough
I lead retreat, I said my prayers
I clung to him when times got tough
so now you say I'm wrong
in believing what I do
The wrinkles under his eyes
spell experience and trust
as his overworked lips form the words
let yourself be raw
but even then i paint.
I paint over the bruise on my cheek
There’s a part of me that loves.
There’s a part of me that hates.
There’s a part of me that rages.
There’s a part of me that balances it all out.
Love and hate are balanced no more.
In theory I never knew the weight of the hoodie.
Contrast in its color as it grapes over my skin.
Indeed I was mightier with the cape over my lens.
Strolling pastimes, my ears were shuttled by noise.
when I was a child I was told that words can never hurt me
I was told that a word is just a word
a name is just a name
it doesn't hurt.
that's a lie.
words are like knives in the back of the legs
you've got a thirst
for fragile fallen fawns
the apathy in your eyes
speaks numbers in itself;
lucid monstrosity
(c.z.)
He loved alcohol
more than your love
Like ever guy ,he said
those words that made you cave in
Guess he thought it was enough
To make it work
To fall in love
You say, “Come to the green fields and blue skies,
they are oh so beautiful and oh so wide.”
But tell me my love…
are there showers in the countryside?
Love what really does it mean?
Is their really someone out there who you can call your soulmate?
Can love be anti?
In the books and movies you're told that there's happy endings.
Traveling the heartless tunnel, where I must defend,
Where I must pace slowly,
The Raging Wolf snarls in my glittered path.
Muting the song of heartbreak with his temper,
His seductiveness and lust-
The still water ripples out
Air rushes against my frigid face
So still, the water, so calm. So unlike
the flight symptoms of running;
Pulsating through my veins.
The story of my life.
All my life I was taught what I thought was right and wrong.
All my life I dressed for church and knelt before the Lord my God.
All my life I sinned and hurt and all my life I lied.
What a punishment it must have been
to have lost your faithful's trust again.
No time to atone and no love to hone.
Turns out you have to relearn how to live alone.
Emotions become a circus
I'm down on my fucking knees
I'm crying out oh help me please
No! You stand on your own
Theres no one around they have all left you
Its your turn now its time to save you
Scattered in the street
they lay like discarded leaves
on a spring night.
Bodies stacked high
reaching for the heavens above,
hoping God can hear
their silent cries.
They are alone now,
Tattered and torn.
Beaten and scorned.
Rejected, neglected,
Abandoned when born.
Surrender and yield;
Potential concealed.
Abused, misused
Wounded, now healed.
Underestimated.
He'll soon see
Through your ways
And finally know
What I know
You'll try and tell him it's ok
And put on that phony show
You'll make him believe it's all his fault
I lived as a child.
I grew with my mother's love
and my father's protection.
I wasn't "right" in the school's
perspective of expression.
I was downgraded by my words
and was labeled without proof.
POWER.
HIS VOICE CARRIED THROUGH THE CROWD.
HATE.
DISTINGUISHABLE IN EVERY SOUND.
AS HE PREACHED
THE LISTENERS BECAME ENCHANTED, HYPNOTIZED.
PULLED DOWN INTO THE WHIRLPOOL
OF HIS WORDS
What’s the point of exhaling,
When no one wants you to inhale
We are all a bunch of hypocrites, you know?
We say we love, but
We stab each other in the back
We say we heal, but
You know that this is a war,But what are you fighting for?You drop words like bombs,Through the destruction you're still calm.You don't argue for a right,You just argue to start a fight.
REAL NIGGAS, define as a man who pack heat, but then dead on the street.
REAL NIGGAS, make love to a women and leave with no return, but another person scar and burn.
im on play,
watching everything move in a reverse.
who said rewind was good?
mistakes driven through again.
who said rewind was bad?
love being simulated across the globe.
Every day,
The hurt,
It wakes me.
I am the feline,
Across the road,
coddled by mange's kiss.
Who am i?
I am he,
The pitbull,
He looked so sad in photographs;
He looked so scared, so lost, confused,
and yet he laughed.
That tentative half-smile, those distant eyes,
portray a struggle, wounds, and damage.
He feels so isolated
Limitations of mortal,Being dead discoveries one own ability to manifest literally,The physical plane proceeds dangerously,The Spirits of the unknown are shadowy,What is milk and watery,
Shall we dance with the devil,
among the many spawn of hate?
Shall we submerge to such level,
of a world with every dreaded date?
Shall we revolt from this darkness,
carrying the baggage of past displeasures?
across the universe,i fall into the sky.lucy is there,as it rains she cries,"dear prudence,don’t pass me by.”
You think that the only racism that exsist is whites hating anyone else?
Please, you know nothing of discrimination. Have you heard of Denzel Washington?
Did you know that he is predujuce against white people? He's even said it.
I hate your eyes
I don't miss your touch
I wasn't in love. . .
at least not much
I don't hear your voice
I don't feel your breath
that will not leave me
even in death.
who do you think you are
be aware about what you are saying
gay bi straight we are all the same
we eat the same food we breath the same air
love is love no matter who it's with
I'm standing at a crossroads, not sure which route to take. Should i take the right road, of which so few chose. Or should i take the other, and live a life I cannot make.
Just when I feel that our relationship has prevailed
You pull away and remind me why we've never been strong
Not even enough to withstand the falls
And never to rise
You rekindle the fire that burns my heart
Black, white, red, yellow,
Gunshots at night, in a Harlem ghetto,
The frightening things that segregation brings,
Racial hate messages sting and hurt everything,
Lingering doubts even modern man pouts,
I hate you.
It's those 3 words always in my mind,
Words not known for being very kind.
But I can't help it! I'm so easily annoyed... Like when my Internet doesn't work on my stupid android.
She yearns for compassion and love but cant find it
Its as if everyone is blindsighted
How can she be strong if hate is ignited
everywhere she goes people stop and stare
when she judges herself so shamefully,
What more can I say
But that I hate Valentine's Day
And all the stupid clichés
I mean, come on
Get real
Roses and flowers only lead to allergies
Chocolate and strawberries lead to more calories
Do we let ourselves get consumed within our personal nations;
A victim of our differences by nationality?
What about the genetic equations of our emotions,
And the resulting masterpiece of our emotionality?
they say hate is a powerful word
but they were wrong because
Hate is easy
when despicable vermin
like you
exist.
Tell it as it is.
We have multiple ethinicities.
Multiple sexualities.
Multiple religions.
Multiple desires.
Multiple needs.
Multiple looks.
Multiple situations.
We have one thing.
Where have you been?Where have you gone?I sing sad melodiesof how i was wrongand i can't even dreamwithout you in my armsso its best to believewe just dont belong
understand me
don't overlook me
yet some people prefer to underestimate me
but i'm over that
she's misunderstood
she wants to be Ms. Understood
but she has really bad relationship issues
We are the Outcast, The different ones
We call ourselves the Unwanted
We sit and slit, and watch till we can’t take anymore
Until the blood goes stale and the river runs dry
half-way through the drumroll night
glass crackling, down
a spinal cord wrapped around his hands
his words
shoved down her throat, puncturing her veins
still she remains -
Pen to paper
Fingers to keys
Words spitting from these blistered lips
Words that bare my soul
I hide myself behind smiles and laughter
So you don't see my pain, feel my terror
I've fallen from heaven, down upon the Earthback to the cold world, to the place of my birth
I'm sitting here at night, alone out on the streetwith little clothing on my back and no shoes on my feet.
You're cold shoulder, bipolar high roller disorder
Is sympathetic, arithmetic, epidemic kinetic
Cope the rope and tie up the noose
Pull it too tight the limb will break off loose
Flowing words of love flow like music for you
Your barbed phrases tearing my defenses
Steal my light, my hope
Take it for yourself since I wouldn't mind it since it's you
Flowing words of love flow like music for you
Your barbed phrases tearing my defenses
Steal my light, my hope
Take it for yourself since I wouldn't mind it since it's you
What the fuck have I become?
Do you see the world that surrounds us?
Do you see the hate in all their eyes?
And when you look back,
Do you see that same hate in yours?
Our children are dying!
I don't believe in love.
Its fairytale nonsense.
A woman can be a dove.
One without a conscience.
It isn't real
and never will be.
Because men steal
and no one's ever free
to do what they want.
We’re living in a contradicting society
A society where most protest against abortion
But in the same breath look down upon teenage pregnancy
A society where parents point a stern finger telling you what not to do
Skittles In one hand ice tea in the other
There came a night when
A boy walks with skittles in one hand and Ice tea in the other
This boy did not know this would be his last walk
Doubt is a weapon
used for war. As leathal as a bullet,
it is cold and piercing. The bullet stops you
and says you cannot move on.
But what should the world make of this weapon,
should it be used for evil
Can anyone become successful?
Black or white? Boy or girl?
Indeed, it has become quite stressful
trying to make a difference in this world.
We try not to discriminate,
but some come from generations
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?
Eyes once open now closedLips once the color of a rose.Resting in a bed of silkNo more feeling any guilt.Skin of porcelainEyes like glassNo sound other then the windWhispering through the grass.
I am a different person because of you.
You were the lies to all my truths.
The deception to all my honesty.
The hate to all my love.
The insensitivity to all my feelings.
The lack of empathy to all my pain.
How could You?
Maybe it was all in my head,
believing we were different,
that'd we last longer.
I see the way You look at her,
it crushes me to watch.
It's not me you watch.
This is a letter to a friend.Who thinks no one is there.In times of need, in times of grieve.When suicide feels like the only answer,spreading like a cancer,through the mind, the soul.
The rods are all broken
The curtains are torn
The windows are cracked
The floorboards are worn
So much time wasted
Cleaning out dust
You marched in with mud
Hate and mistrust
A beast.
I was strong, fast, unbeatable,
Red eyes, hot breath,
Power flowing like blood.
You were my pet,
Your only purpose was to make me
Happy.
And when you failed
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
Am I good enough?
But wait, why am I stressing out?
Just do my best, that's all
I can do this
I can do this
I can do this
Telling myself wasn't good enough. Isn't good enough
Sympathetic, I am told my eyes are beautiful and cerulean; although, my emotions are not transparent.
They blend and shift across the parallel planes of my persona into realms of other kinds.
Father, don’t I look pretty?
My mouth is sore and my tongue is gone.
All I have is anger and love and I have smeared it on my lips and cheeks for you.
As I sit on the cool beach sand, my toes greet the brisk lake water. I close my eyes while I breathe in the crisp, clean, morning air, as I search for the light through the thick early fog. I can hear the loving call of a loon to its mate.
Why do You turn a blind eye to Your faultsYou pretend You've done nothing wrongLike You were perfect and had my best interest at heartBut yet its so hard for us to get along
Trapped in a dungeon by my masked lover. He refuses to give me any clues as to who he might be. The only detail I can give is his eyes. His eyes, amber with streaks of gold and green. These are the eyes I long for in my darkest of nights.
My father is a jokerand I love him with all my hearteven though his jokesaren't funny at all
Screaming,crying,breathing heavily,these were never in the brocure that they gave me
I'm sitting here thinking about what to writeit's been years since I tried to learn how to ryhmetyping isn't easyand this is just worsetrying to explain to people that making poetry makes me burst
You’re the sunshine of my cut
You’re the hatred in my love
I thank you for my mistake
Cause it made me so crazy
And I deserve it.
Just Listen…
Just listen to the words I have to say ‘cause it just might make a difference to you and me
Joy is a feeling, a freeness of mind,
where the euphoria of your brain runs wild all the time.
Its a feeling of relief from the pain of the world,
from hearings of murder, extortion..it just makes me hurl.
Spread like thick mist of perpetual darkness,
The harbinger, the evil, the snake, mischievous. Slithers.
Spreads the black cloud of human error across the deep souls of mortal man.
Have I smelled an onion; is there one nearby?
Is the air so cold that it is causing me to start releasing water bombs?
You have scarred my heart.
Your mark is forever imprinted on my soul,
Words were spoken of hate,
Whispers of love.
And although we both loved
And hated,
Hate got to us.
We thought we’d be hurt by another.
Why do I write?
To understand.
Who do I write?
Myself.
What do I write?
Feelings.
Where do I write?
In the Black Book of Hate.
When do I write?
When I can't deal.
Why DON'T I write?
I hate you so much don't you know
That I can't stand you, why won't you go
You make me scream and hold my head
As I sob and wish that you were dead
I remember back when I had cared
Into the maw of hare and fear,
Drawing you ever near.
Many will enter and few will leave,
but those who do, lose all sanity.
The maw holds a presance,
Of which you would never believe.
I've never been one to cheat
or even flirt
With someone who's not mine.
I don't know what's happening,
why I suddenly want this.
To be unfaithful.
There are others,
You remind me now
of a Ghost that once haunted me.
One that made me cry,
into the small hours of the night.
In pain,
Unloved,
Unappreciated,
and Used.
Bruises,
She watched her king walk away,
Leaving her all alone now everyday,
Just left her standing by the queen,
Her broken life now everyone has seen,
She was all alone in the palace,
love is not kind
it is not everlasting, nor unconditional
love will appear and vanish like a bolt of lightning in such a brief moment
that if not for the pain, one would question its existence
My world flips upside down,
and my mind gets mixed up.
I get accused of having an attitude 24/7.
I HATE THAT!
I know when i have it,
and most times i dont,
but when i tell them...
I'm sick and tiredof being a constantcatastrophe
I'm sick of not seeingbones, but instead,rolls of flesh.
I'm sick of all the whispersas soon as I walk away,no one liked me any ways.
Whispers in my head
The stranger voice that pulled my ebb, my flow
I look around me
These whispers became visible, ribbons of mist
Influences pulling, gnawing
This world is filled with hate
People hate each other for speaking the truth
They hate each other for being gay and proud
Hate towards the rich who are spoiled and don't understand the struggle
Negativity creeping all around
Fighting, crying, screaming.
Some escape though music,
Some through tears,
And if you're like me,
Through poetry.
Why do I write?
A cold autumn’s day
No time to play
A cold autumn’s night
No time to fight
There she stands
Alone
With only the sounds of the forest
Her companions
She steps on the earth
dreary nights pass before mei lay in a bed of flowersi feel a nuisance to everyoneas Ive wonder what i ve done wrongi think of nothing severmy heart pounding in my chestracing as i contemplate
I once thought of you as my father
Although your blood doesn't run through my veins
That's what I claimed
But then one day;
Like glass shattering, something snapped in you
You took advantage of me
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
I'm juat a simple girl
lost without a soul
I long for someone
someone who would love me
You came into my life
you let me know i have a heart
You helped me discover my soul
deliberate scoundrel forcing his trowel to sever the roots
prejudice is given to the perceived inferior
round up the unwanted ones
Star Thistle, African Violet, Chinese Lantern
herbaceous genocide
confined by the aroma of satisfaction,
my grandfather walks
the world just a game
for him who holds no shame
stalked by callous thoughts
my grandfather sleeps
seeking only to take and receive
See you are the type of girl who wants everything handed to you
You want diamond rings, foreign cars and clothes made by designers who's names you can't even pronounce
It flows red
Taking over the population
Bringing destruction
Women cry over lost children
What caused one to kill another?
The emotion so deep
Spreading as wildfire
An eye for an eye,
A whimper, a cry.
Two halves of the same
At war-
What a shame.
The wounds of one,
A mirror of the other.
The thread of one,
Tied to its brother.
The wounded wound,
Such a hateful gaze
with a force to amaze
but not for the good but for the unobeyed
no one listens
no one cares
you all just sit and stare
at the blank walls with all your blank cares
no one lives
When you are boiling up inside,
It seems impossible to hide.
Your soul begins to light on fire,
Like a forest blaze would transpire.
The hate may break your heart in two,
But in the end it's up to you.
Steady knocks upon the doors of the town.
Lest they know the reign ascending soon there,
But the silence grew where once was viewed dear.
They were lured away with but a gown.
Hate is conceived from pride. It is nourished by guilt and thrives in fear. Dislike is the lack of acceptance. Hate can be seen as power or weakness.
I know where there's hate, there is love more abundant. So, even though I hear so much of this hate, I know where there's bitter, there also is sweet. It's lasting twice as long, so when there's much wrong, I'll choose the right!
I know where there's hate, there is love more abundant. So, even though I hear so much of this hate, I know where there's bitter, there also is sweet. It's lasting twice as long, so when there's much wrong, I'll choose the right!
To my mother
To my father
To my sister
To my brother
To my friend
To my lover
I ask you please
beseech you even-
Do not.
I beg of you
on bended knee
Do not.
We follow the latest trends
like our spines cant unbend.
like the force of this society has crippled us ,
placing all its weight on top of us, soon our faces will meet the pavement.
because we are not strong enough.
A generation defiled
Immorality welcomed
Violence befriended
Ignorance praised
I am a sinner
I know it
I own it
Stick it to the man
Stick it to their God
My God...
Three words in.
And what do you think I’m going to say?
Tell you all my secrets...
Lie and say it’s okay?
They all look at me and think they know my past.
They all look and judge my actions.
I am scum, a low life, an invalid.
I can't be trusted or saved.
My life doesn't benefit others because all I bring is pain.
Pain comes in wallows
so follow with the swallows
I breathe this fire down your back and take you to the gallows,
forget you must, not love but lust
and all the roads you used to trust