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she said
I Love You
as i emptied my walleti had never told a stranger
I Love You
but in that momenti felt what Love wasi felt what Love is
Fury comes when least expected
Usually triggered by your unaccepted
Heart and soul, your person itself
And knowing that you are below someone else
I let you into my life
One breath at a time
My parts, too, are promises
Curve a curl behind my ear as I
Tell you a secret
Push comes to shove
Paper to pen
Tears leave my cheek
Feeling the ocean's waves of emotion again
Sitting in the dark pit of my room
I look up at the ceiling
When I realized
Let's connect to reality;
turn off the electricity,
lie in the silence that
invades us.
I'll hear you for lack of
the other sounds that
made us
bearable, one to the other.
For all actions logical or senseless, there are consequences.
And at times I'm offended and become defensive,
since this extensive, fundamental lesson is intended,
to be a comprehensive theory that is essential.
Those dishes that I cooked,
Those stories that I said,
Baby, you said you were impressed...
Oh hard it is to wish goodwill on the one who hurt you the worst
Their hands roughly savaging as their greed and lust strengthened
Yanking the innocence from underneath your small child legs
Hey mom, its just me, its Mr.B, the runt of the litter of 3, yeah its your family!
When you're rushing back and forth in desperation,You will find me
When you're so in over your head at night under your blanket,
Funny things are only funny when we have time to laugh,
To sing on about jolly nonsense until reality gives us a bath.
The tough thing about the rules of funny is that it must begin in pain.
If there is a future there is time for mending -
Time to see your troubles almost ending.
Life is never hopeless however great your sorrow -
If you're looking forward to a new tomorrow.
What have I done?
He is restless without my touch.
He needs constant reassurance.
Is there no faith that I can give him?
I have done no wrong.
No reason t thing of another.
Stress eats me whole.
If I've fallen
and I can't get up
will you save me?
Will you help me to stay strong?
If I've fallen
off the edge of the earth
will you help me?
Will you tell me
Youth
Without a care,
Without a worry
Endless afternoons out in the park
Feeling the warm breeze on my face
Blowing bubbles,
Laughter,
Smiles,
School,
Recess,
Friends,
At a time
When chill called for a coat
and the youthful light was executed
I watched the moon impale heaven
and stars melt on waves of the bay.
At a time
when past became future
I pull myself deeper
as my mind is a weight that
pulls me down
into the ocean where
all the strange and ugly creatures
make their home in my
abandoned temple
worn down by the hands of
If you were here right now,
you’d know just what to say.
Bring me up off the brink,
cradle me in your words,
and touch me with your dreams.
I used to be deranged and I know this is strange,my life got rearranged,from the inside I got changed,suddenly sucess is in my range.<br></br>I'm 25 years old, yet I feel like an infantI'm known for metaphores, and this song will be no
They ask are you good?
I answer with my mask
and feel like a empty cask
I´m fine
so everyone around me can shine
can you see the skyline
I´am supine
being on my back
it´s all black
Who are you?
I do not know you.
I do not know you vile ways,The way you take pleasure in wounding me so.
It was a dreary night when it had happened,
I was craving the sweet release of death,
And I'd been wanting it for a long time.
I had grabbed the red and blue pills,
Gazing at them with true desperation in my eyes,
You pushed
You shoved
You pinned me to the wall.
You screamed
You blamed
You pinned me to the wall.
You bullied
You laughed
You pinned me to the wall.
Because I am a nice person,I will mother and worry over you.Because I am a nice person,I will let you have your way.Because I am a nice person,I will let it slide.Because I am a nice person,
Goodbye Mr.Funnyman.
You forgot to take your bow.
You left the stage in mid applause,
who do we laugh at now?
Was that the problem?
Our foolish eyes just didn't see
I don’t know you yet
But I know that you are beautiful
I don’t know if you’ve met my family
But I know that you are mine now
As I look upon the shattered glass of a mirror,
I realize that I am looking at a reflection of my heart.
I see how broken it really is
and know that each blow that hits me makes me stronger.
i want your flames.
mesmerizing and beautiful.
the smallest flicker still illuminates my mind nightly
Do you stand here with me?
For I stand Here with me
Do you want to be here with me?
I don't want to be alone with me
The voices around me makes me wanna do something I shouldn’t.
Can you get underneath that, interpret that.
Understand on a subatomic level the danger of those words no one will truly comprehend.
I thought about it a lot,you know. I thought about howyou would curl into my chest on thosecold, crispnights full of stars. A way ofsaying "I love you", but withoutthe sound, the verbal reassurance.
I never knew I would end up here. Crying over my best friend one day.
Maybe I'm scared to leave him. Maybe I don't want to.
Who knows...but now I'll be leaving him in this mess of a world, mess of a town.
In every night, there is a morning.
In every morning, there is a night.
But in the darkness of every night, there will never be a light.
I feel the walls close in on me As I feel the hinges of panic crawl onto my skin And the inklings of my mind. The beast has been let out of their cage again Because I forgot to obey their orders swimmingly. Now they've turned violent against me I
I could get lost in the beatuy of your eyes
Compare the, to the beatuy of nature
Crystal blue lakes, perciuos gems
I could say they remind me of home
Of feeling safe
Call your eyes bright as the stars
Sometimes I want to be dead,
But usually, I don't.
After all, it's all in my head,
So, of course, I certainly won't.
But I don't want to be alive,
At least not alive like this.
Time Bomb
Constantly ticking down
An invisible timer
Even to me
When it goes off
What will happen
Will it destroy everything
Will it be a dud
Will it even matter
I cannot wear the red blouse.
Lines that defined my curves taunted my eyes
Blurry tears dripping as I ran faster into dusk
To fit into a teenage concept of “sex appeal”
One red line
Insignificant
Just like her
Spinning around in a never ending world
Never knowing where she fit in
Constantly scared
Dear you, I only say you because I don't know what else to call you. I don't know where we stand.
Arielle, you were light you were gone before we saw this when you left it was dark I couldn’t see who could replace such a beautiful thing nobody so it stays dark, like the darkness right after the sun sets i pretend like it’
someday a boy will break your heart in two
consider this a forewarning to you
his eyes
brilliant baby blue
will consume you entirely
Faythe was killed by my hand
What have I done?
I was expecting the death of Gabriel
The damned Chosen One
Dear Dad,
You may think life is hard,
but life is what you make it.
You have to live every day
like it’s your last.
You can’t waste your life away
you have to make the most of every moment.
The saddest feeling
Is the one not felt
The one that stays, and is never let out
The one that haunts
and torments
The one that fills you with nothing
the one that soaks you dry
I cry in the middle of the night when you're sleepMy face wet with lonely, misunderstood, broken tearsAlthough you don't get the one you fell in love withyou don't get me deep insideI do express myself thoroughly you just don't understand my expre
Dear Dad,
How long has it been? Seasons have come and goneAnd still I move on
Even now I think back to thenTo the days I curled up in your lapWhen I tried on your boots and made you laugh
Hey, what's up. How's your day going?
Honestly, mine's a little bit boring.
You're probably asking, "What is this thing?"
But all I ask is just listen,
Please don't throw it away like it's nothing.
Me.
I am an individual that feels everything.
Me.
On the inside I am tired, angry, and lonely.
Me.
Spiritually I am stressed.
Me.
On the outside I smile and pretend I am okay.
Me.
Because I love you...
Words are kind but actions are sweeterBecause I love you…
You’re irresistible and I never want to leave you
I can feel that it's going to rain
Yet I don't reach for an umbrella
It's the calm before the storm that I really love
Yet our storm has already happened
And now it's the after affects that haunt me
In the beginning, I had no idea who you were
You were a mystery that I didn't know existed.
Your spell on me began to grow ever more
And I know I could not resist it.
Once upon a time
A story reborn again and again
Stood a girl whose heart was empty
And eyes full of unshed tears
Her arms open to the darkness
Deceivers, yes they do deceive.
Believers, o how they believe.
Take heed to the warning,
Let me be, I must proceed.
Blindly walking in misconception,
Twenty Sixteen was a year of deception.
careless yet care ridden
your lips dripping with honey
so sweet you’re rotten to the core
me, innocent
innocence
staring at your fingertipswhere've you been
in line with all the innocentsyour just not them
the time is passing through your clockits only one
but the fights been overand you just haven’t won
A letter to mi abuela,
I love you.
Even if you hate that I say it in English sometimes, it still carries the rich rivers of tamarindo & mango juice.
Your favorite.
Just like any rollercoaster ride, my years started with a slow rise of excitement.
The adrenaline rush can only cause me to laugh and smile. everthing felt just right.
You think I’m pretty?
Thank you so much!
Tall, skinny, sweet girl
Nice smile, long hair, glittery nails.
Swish of black hair, painted eyes, half Japanese
January
Another year, another promise to myself to be happy
February
The weather outside isn’t the only thing that’s cold
The sadness transformed into hatred
March
I refuse to give up this time,
My head and heart is a dark, vast fieldA place of undead truths and haunting liesDangerous secrets and a muddle of negativityAnd this is why, towards such things, my lips are sealed
6 A.M.
snooze
6:10
snooze
6:20
up(set)
3 prescription meds
I've lost my motivation,
but where could it be?
I barely function,
but I still do.
The biting exchange of night into morning is here.
I lay coldly, intertwined in crimson sheets and tangled hair.
Awake from a daze into the new day,
I speak supreme no need for dreams
Way too big for my Jean's
Sent from a heart that has been broken.
So the ones eye has freak don't run
Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic
Writing isn’t a talent
Writing is an art
An art that even people with minds under lock and key
Shades snapped shut
If only it were light
That you desperately needed,
But it's not.
I'd light up your world
So you'd have to spin around
And rethink it all--again
But the tragedy is
You're gone
Bell Glass
I try to cross the thresholdsI try to shovel poetry in glass bottles eaten by the seaSome BellJar note washed ashore,some ancient hand had written
It pounds through
My bloodstream
Paralyzing
And choking
I can't see
Anymore
What's important
It sits in the back
Waiting for me
To notice
But I'm stuck
At the front
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
I have an unhealthy addiction.I think that’s whyI subconsciously refuse to evolve.I don’t knowif I’m too afraid to change,too proud to admit I’m wrong,or if there’s even a difference.
“We’re all just some punks, miserable creaturesWith our human goal to be: enhancing all of our featuresFurther into the caves, intentions become deeperLike killing your local preacher and to blame it on the teacher
Was it me?
Could it be?
A violent storm inside of me?
It wouldn't be.
Yet it feels like so,
no matter how many times I say "no."
I wish it wasn't so,
even my heart says "no."
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.
A soft summer wind
Blowing by me constantly
An unchanged peace
A masked gray murmur
The Sun has gone now, rain falls
She is calling me
If I didn't believe in tomorrowI wouldn't have a today,or even a yesterdayto speak of.That's
Sadness tears at the lungs
Madness rises like bile
Strung on a wire
Am I to escape this fire?
Tortured Souls are not whole
Hoarding feelings of frustration
Eyes feel heavy with supplications
For a very long time, I was alone;
not because I wanted to be, but rather because of the way that
I would stare at the sky and be amazed by the clouds that would float
like tiny castles in the sky.
She said she's sorry that she made him ashamed
To be vulnerable and open
Since she's been living that way
It was imparted on she, so to him she did the same
She never knew that the girl that she wanted to be
planted / my hands
in wet sand / territorial spit
passed down lies / hand made amends
severed ties turned slips we hang from
every dog has its day in traffic
city stray since ours happened
Lay here face to my pillow contemplating everything.
Why’d I say that? Why’d I do that?
What will I say tomorrow? What will I do tomorrow?
Where is the ability to smile?
Wondering the earth forever,
Kissing the soil that brings life.
Who can bring me happiness?
Holding on until it hurts,
closing my eyes to rest,
How can I understand what you say behind the lines of those silent words of exclamations?
How can I understand what you are trying to say when I cannot hear your voice, ...you don't pick my calls...because you were busy.
I saw you with your new girlfriend a few nights ago.
Your hair was slicked back. You were wearing that tux I picked out for you, the navy one.
You seemed to be having a great time.
Show me where is hurts
the dark is apart of your mind
i refuse to say im sorry
when im feeling fucking fine
when im not
I forgot to forget you
happens alot
i still want.. I still want you...
There was a couple who lived for each other but he considered himself an outcast, a no one.
Two hearts that were one, just like two burning stars.
Her creator created a star for every day their true loved burned.
Facebook
Request
Like
Message
Hey
Flirt
Date
Butterflies
Flirt
Date
Calls
Kisses
Deep conversations
My race, the color of my skin shouldn't affect how you view meWhat you should be looking at is that which you cannot see
This is a response poem to something I heard one of my 'friends' say - "People who want to commit suicide are stupid and selfish. If they want to die, I say let them. They can have fun in Hell."
I am from lilac bushesGrowing tall and full like small treesBlooming a beautiful purple in the springAnd filling the yard with a wonderful scentThat can comfort me even now,Even on my worst days
i never can understand
how a father can leave his daughters to fend for themselves
he blames them for his pain
but they're caught in the game
the same one he claims he lost to their mom to
91 words that make you feel like a full and blooming flower.
Ethereal
Fresh
Dewy
Soft
Running out of words like
An Olympic track athlete running from the nightmares of a broken childhood.
People draw with silver.
It comes out red.
Magic?
People walk with gravity.
They end up weightless.
Magic?
People eat a day
The food disappears the same day.
Magic?
into an eternal abyss that no one even knows
how far will it take me? how far will i go?
I still dont know what it was when I fiirst saw you
You were different from the other guys I seen before
I was wondering where you been all my life
I never thought this day would come,
I wasn’t prepared for this to happen,
I cry myself to sleep every night,
I can’t accept the fact that you are gone.
I can see the pain
in the tears you cry
as well as in your eyes.
I feel bad because I can't do anything to help you,
I hope you know that I would,
Only if I could.
My day is ruined
Once again I am afraid to face this day
The day you left without returning
I am from a small house with many people,
The sound of birds and smell of food.
Toys all around and bikes scattered on the ground.
Sitting at a full table and dreaming of a new life.
You told me once
That your name means
"To intoxicate"
First love can be very heady
I was just a stumbling alcoholic in your wake
Tears don't mean sad or pain,
Isn't even flow from wounded heart...
Tears are way to express joy and sad...
Emotion charged when fervently warmed...
In Very sad or Ecstatic joy,
people will never recognized a simple girl.
who is like other girls, simple as a paper flower.
who really is nothing compare to the real flowers.
whose color and petals are different from others.
Wait it out.It will be okay.Everything's going to be fine.You'll get the hang of it.It will feel like home in no time.
Shut up.
I don't want it.
Pride is the number one thing that can make us, break us, or even kill us.
It’s like a bullet proof curtain that allows us to hide who really are.
It hides who I really am internally.
Eventually it gets old
You get tired of arguing just to have a conversation
Your throat is still sore from yelling at the top of your lungs just to make sure your voice is heard
First impression
Seems to be the best
But why do I find it
So hard to rest
Late night thoughts
On my mind
Its those same thoughts
That take all the time
Is time running out
A smile on the face is my disguise...
the truth is hidden behind my eyes...
never was i good at emotional epression...
never did i want anybody to ask questions...
In a world where we work until we die
what’s in store for you and i?
only the rich, smart, and strong will survive
what does it mean to be alive?
to go down swinging
to run the street singing
Is it wrong
that i want to observe
everything you do?
just simply watch you,
and breath in every quirk
and restlessness of your being
sometimes you absent mindedly jitter your leg
Little hands
so cold and frail
against the snow, they seem pale
then the numbness comes
as senses fail
Laced with excitement and terror
a fabrication of a dead dream
drowned out by the demands
the expectations
how they cripple our creations
1
Roses are red
Violets are blue
your curtins are opend
and im watching you
2
Twinkle Twinkle little star
i want to hit you with my car
Waves of blue I always see
The scene is cold and lonely here
Why can't you see the good in me
I cry out to you in sweet misery
You never listen, you just see right through
I guess I didn't know how to love
myself.
The things you said you saw...
I always did think you were delusional.
For I am not beautiful,
I am not worthy of
Want.
You strung the chords of my soul,
To play the music of life.
Now that you are gone,
Does your music leave too?
I ran in a staccato voice,
When I should’ve bellowed a fermata.
I'm surrounded by these barbie dolls
their make-up so plastered
like those white walls,
Noses up in the air
proud and feared
as if they're drowning in this atmosphere.
They spit on those seats so low
I used to be afraid to come out and say look, you hurt me
Hurt me with the pain of a billion crying souls crushing mine like the compression
Of earths plates
Here comes me seeping out the seams like magma from a volcano
Deeper
He presses himself
Into my thoughts
Thighs
Fluttering, blood swirling,
Thump
Thump
Thumping
heart.
He speedily presses his
The intensity of every beat of my heart
electrifies when we depart.
You have been gone for so many years
over this time I shed so many tears.
This emptinessI feel in my chest
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
Pour my feelings into a jar and seal it
That is how I feel inside
I can't breathe
Gasping for air
Reaching out for someone to unseal this jar
The jar is about to fall and shatter
What if everyones right ?
What if I do need someone new in mind ?
Well, What if I don't wanna break my heart again ?
What if I don't wanna fall again ?
Not now. . .
Nothing was the same
& heart's the one to blame.
This tattoo that said "Dream Boo" on my heart,
Will only tear me apart.
Every little thing was perfect to begin.
Should I let through my depression ?
You said to me, "I am Lost"
So I etched the constellations
in every freckled part of my skin,
so you would always know where you came from
when you traced your fingers across my hips.
Games of the heart are not easily won.
Is there victory when the battle is done?
Loss of blood will occur on both sides.
They aren't just scars
They are demons
I fought at 00:00
They are my insecurities
My deepest fear
And my lonely nights
They are my insults
I have recieved and the
Emotion I can't contain
When the house shakes, the walls crumble. Then the weight of the world is on my shoulders. I'm surrounded by water. I can't see. I can't breathe. I can't think. Further, and further I sink.
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
And outside, life Is cold.
The trees are as bare as my bones are hollow,
and through the chains over my window
I can see the world outside-
Moving.
It's all still moving, without me.
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.
I just wanna go back
Cause I feel like I’m in a trap
I swear it felt like a heart attack
Like I fell off track
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 loved you and I lost you. I only got myself to blame too. They say niggas ain't supposed to feel. Like you soft or weak and you gotta be strong all day, every day. But it's hard sometimes. You human, so why can't you hurt? Why can't you love?
It’s the kind of grief
That hurts all over,
A tight ball in your chest
That loosens with each sob.
But the sobs never stop
And neither does the pain
That encompasses your body
I feel like a wannabe
an empty shell, a hollow tree
Dying inside, rotting away
I want to laugh blissfully
to be consumed with love and longing totally
to be embraced by the warmth of it all
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
I lay in bed and shake,
my body trembles uncontrollably,
I feel my bones break.
Her words hit me like a ton of heavy clouds, then all at once, the rain seemed to pour down.
Everything seems to be getting better for everyone except me.
Is it because I don’t try hard enough?
Is it because I don’t pray enough?
Or is it because this is just where am I supposed to be?
I’m stuck in a rut.
Pieces, broken pieces.
I am a puzzle piece, one that doesn't fit.
That feeling, burned down
Broken, can never be fixed.
Pick me up, move me around
Make me what you want.
The smile on my face masks the expressions I hold deep inside
There’s so much wound up in me, but I’ve got too much pride
I wear my heart on my sleeve and it’s hard to let go
I look at him through a dark tunnel,
The only light comes from the exits made of glass.
Watch as he starts to stumble
I'm hidden in the tall grass
Through that dark tunnel,
I am dead
A vessel without a soul
I am careless and reckless
Sleeping under the demons that eat my heart
I am the bullet, the blade
What do I do
without you?
Where do I go
when you're broken too?
I want to help
is that possible?
We could both be happy
is that attainable?
I want to move forward
Breath that hums soft and still
plays the silent drum
Your eyes that pierce the sky are filled
with ever lasting love
Down to your feet that soak with water
on a rainy day
I’m haunted by my memories. The memories of us, the memories of you. Your smile, your laugh, the look you would give me, the sparkle in your eye that gave me a hint as to what you were feeling.
The pain of not being able to call you
The hurt that comes with not being able to see you
The bittersweet light at the end of the tunnel when I think I'm finally over you
In the midst of a friendship,
Just an ordinary life,
Something strange has happened.
It didn't used to be this way,
I could just laugh when you made a joke,
Now I have a tingly feeling
Back in 2012, you were unexpected, but I was still happy I saw you.
I became immediately in awe of your appearance and every aspect of your physique.
Everytime we would see each other, you would warm my heart with a smile.
nothing is quite as painful as invisible is.
walking through the crowded hallways of a dysfunctional high school
It’s Monday night.
You’re home tonight.
Rolling your too-small suitcase into the front door,
But something is different, you’re shaking.
You’re silent.
Letting go of your baggage,
You grab onto us.
I don’t hate you
I’m not disappointed,
anymore.
My mother warned
I persisted
My mother begged
I pleaded
I learned
she was right
all on my,
own.
It was all getting better, everything was going away.
But they all came back to taunt me, kept me awake at night.
I always wondered who I was.
The things I see, I wont always be able to keep them inside of me.
When I was younger,
My parents divorced.
Cried myself to sleep every night —
I was filled with remorse.
Looking back,
I now realize
That only through fire
Insatiably stalked by haunting perceptions
Mental insecurities cause collections of indiscretions
Bleak emotions are psychological assassins
I thought you were something special,
Not like any other boy,
But I guess I thought wrong.
I thought I had finally found someone who liked me for me;
Someone who wasn't just there to admire my body,
Her eyes see better than my own. She is admired by all. She has clarity, vision, and artistry. She produces works of art so clear, viewers are transported to a land of freedom and possibility.
I remember that it hurt,
The day I met you.
I was unable to breath,
Feeling as if my lungs were seized,
Silence around, becoming deaf,
Only to hear your voice.
I remember the pain in my chest,
Little birds sing
High notes sprung here
Low notes there
To create
A melody
Like sprinkles on a cake
A rainbow of song
Is released
In those notes
Are hidden meanings
Eating my words,
my mistakes and my needs.
The hand I extended
Intended
To help with
Bitten by those
That I try to feed.
You tell me that you care.
You tell me that students wouldn't dare.
There are of course rules in place
For offenses of such disgrace.
I know you see the cutting words,
I know you see the insults hurled.
You walk in the room
My hands begin to shake
You look at me
My heart pounds
I can feel it fighting to jump through my skin
You begin to speak
They say time heals all wounds
But what if that isn’t true
Wounds eventually turn into scars
And time can’t heal a mark that lasts forever
Because whenever you look down, there it is
Sunshine rains down on me
I laugh. I smile
The breeze tickles me
Peace. Happiness
Air moves hair across my face
I did it again.
I lived in the bliss,
And wanted to spend every waking hour with you
But was that all that bad?
Was it so wrong to want to hold you in my arms?
To caress your skin
It's everyday nowI'm always the targetI didn't ask to be gay, it just happened.They always torment me, "You're gonna go to hell."He pushed me into the back corner"I can make you straight"
Mistakes are made, you fight for what you think is right. What other options are on your side? Rumors spread through the halls and you are suddenly the center of attention.
What do I see,I see nothing.Reflections don't change,Memories can't phase.The love can't never go away.Unconditional, unreliable, uncontrollable love.You fought for yours, I fight for mines.
They shape our lives and watch us grow, they are a part of us. They humiliate us and make us laugh, you can't help but to love them. However, ometimes things don't go as planned, it spirals out of control and leaves you feel breathless.
I
capture butterflies
and lock them tightly
in a glass jar
I watch them flutter about
carefree
encased in my heart
And everytime the jar shakes,
so does my stability
I
capture butterflies
and lock them tightly
in a glass jar
I watch them flutter about
carefree
encased in my heart
And everytime the jar shakes,
so does my stability
one door must close
for another to open
this is what you all propose
the cycle must have broken
closing, closing, closing
never to be reopened
but on I must keep going,
when silence preysmy mind left in the daze:medicated miserynoise baring downcoming undoneand i'm feeling surroundedthe pen to paperkeeps me grounded.words hardly express
i can't recall exactly when i had begun writing.
but it must've been in a time of distress or despair.
i figure this because those are the only times i see
writing as essential -- as catharsis or healing. so, i write
My Heart’s Villain
One of secrets I am
Like a mole, my numerous chambers
Are elusive to you
When everybody looks at us
They say we are lovebirds,
Like grandma and grandpa
That you’ll take a bullet for me.
But I know for a fact you won’t, only Bruno Mars will.
If they looked closely in my eyes
It feels like I'm drowning in an endless sea of sadness
The pain sears right through my lungs
As the air leaves my body
I feel the darkness come for me
She is the ghost haunting you,
She created the fear.
She wasn't the victim
Which is why you and I are now here.
She was the one cracking the whip,
She broke your fragile skin.
Like a game of Russian Roulette,
I sit here and I sweat.
My palms are cold and wet.
I am waiting for the gun
To make its way to me.
i sit there quiet as a mouse watching you scream back and forth. i sit there wanting you to stop wanting to say something to make it end. i sit there my stomach in my throat confused at why you are yelling.
Autumn comes and goes and soon the flowers die
No Honeysuckle to last as the cold encroaches on her
Down the hillside she use to grow but wilted stalks now lie
Not to rise again ‘til spring so winter’s wind cannot shiver
Seven girls danced on a hill,
On the last day of December.
It was a short moment to fill,
Wishing this time would last forever.
As winter was moving to spring,
Seasons of life moved as well.
If words can be a weapon and a bandage both
Forgiving and transgressing with a little flick
Yelling and whispering complements and jeers
On this I then wonder why they need not a leash
Behind her smile, there’s a child with enormous dreams and improbable chances of reaching them.
Behind her smile, is a mother that struggles to make ends meet every month.
Torn in each direction
Heavily each force draws
Enveloping the sole will
Yearning to be free
Except it’s not enough
X over each lie and fault
Perceiving gone they still are there
Yesterday is one less piece in forever.
Onward moving without regret,
Understanding nothing of human pain.
Sometimes it would be nice to put Time on a leash,
Eventually It could understand what it puts us through.
There is something missing between there and here
Hope is not enough to cross the great divide
Everything is riding on this
Choosing whether to stand or run
Having lost sight of the road
Under darkness we fall
I’m really good at some things.
Like, my memory. I can remember
events that took place, words said,
words that went unsaid, places
touched…places touched.
I’m not that good with names,
Have you heard a mocking bird?
Every time he sings it is another bird’s song—
Just mockery exits his throat,
Only to lure someone into a bigger trap.
I know some mocking birds well—
Never a fowl word,
Maybe this is a beginning of a story,
You’ll never know.
Far from the beginning and the end,
Another person might see the truth.
The question is can you?
Hearing only what you care to,
such a sweet sorrow
yet delicate as a lilly
but raged as fire
to be put out with
more love
damages fixed with
kindness and compassion
love
true love
such a beuty
Idiocracy is a word that describes the fool
I fall in this category
All because I keep finding myself falling
Once again for you.
7 years ago I lost my mother to love.
She walked away with hate in her eyes.
I remember the day she grabbed me and said, "leave this house and never come back. I love Benny and I want to start my life with him".
Meeting you was all I ever wanted.
You made my wildest dreams come true.
I dreamt of what we would be every night before I went to bed and into my sleep.
The thing with dreams is, they aren't real.
Even when the sky is black,
And morning will not come,
When the sky cries,
And the earth dies,
One foot after another,
We will cary on,
Even though you are dead and gone.
Our eyes are empty,
As I aim to try, though I work and cry,
It's all just a lie which I will not deny.
I try to gain, in introspect,
A sense of wonder and respect.
I hope you don't think of her anymore.
How could a love so sure bring so many questions?
Trust is no issue but I feel like I'm being tested.
Constantly she plagues you in your nightmares and your dreams,
Sometimes, I find myself lost in your eyes
I never knew love until I saw you
My empty heart only knew its demise
But you, somehow, were able to break through.
You were the beauty and I was the beast
You call, I pick up, and here goes the bull
You hang up, I look, and here comes the emotion
I tell myself I'm through
That I'm never dealing with you
Again.
Such a deep love, impossible to ignore
We're pulled together, while others pull us apart.
Love is forgotten, making life such a bore
The lost memories, breaking every heart.
I wonder how the pieces will land in the end. For now I will plaster that smile on my face and seem happy for show because that is exactly what others expect of me the happy smiling never tainted girl.
Kiss me, shove me, break me
Turn these shades to black & blue,
Peel back this skin, make it new
Love me, hate me, infuriate me
Scream a little louder; I can't hear you,
The way I felt when I met you
is the way I want to feel all the time.
The way I felt when you touched me
like chills up my spine.
The way I felt when you kissed me
like a thousand butterflies.
Short
Quick
Breaths
Try and hold
Me together
But fail
In utter
Lack of strength.
Massive voids
Consume my middle
Bigger than me
Yet part of
Me
His night is rough and bleak
Tears run down his cheeks
As the rain pours and slaps the ground
His father hits him, yet he doesn’t make a sound
For he knows the consequence of yelling
Live life
Love life
Live happy.
Be happy
Stay happy
Live a life of happiness and always be alive.
Little Marco is the smartest boy in his class.
Other kids think he's weird all because he doesn't like to start trouble.
He's respectful and creative.
Deep within a hot blistering day the
trees swaying whilst the wind is
array. The sun illuminates the slaves
scared slays and America fails to
open her young eyes.
Am I a can?
They categorize me,
say it's what I am.
But I am not made of tin,
don't hold soup inside me.
When I Sleep, before I wake
I'm in the car, I can't escape.
Driving fast, windows down
No one can help me, no one's around.
It's much too silent, there are no words,
And when I look over, everything is a blur.
