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Wallflower Nov 2014
It's only 9:34 PM on a Sunday night
All of my people are getting drunk tonight
But I have an exam to study for right?

My brain doesn't look so bright
I feel like *****
Blue blue blue
They're the dullest colours I see
I can't be free
When these construction workers are stacking bricks in from of me
As they're mixing cement
I have to give my mind supplements
To save myself
From this imprisonment

There are millions of filaments incinerating my skin right through
I won't let myself keep burning into fumes
It stings! It stings! ****! It stings!
Snap, I'm sitting on a flaming throne
Broken bones and blood is my red carpet
You all orbit around me
Like I'm the sun
And you are none
You are nine but the planets depending, feeding off of my combustion

I'm powerful now, I'm powerful even when the light turns off
The flames burn out
I am a dead star
But I can **** you in so far
Your body will explode
And I will feed off of all your parts

Nothing can burn me once more
I will ******* up even so that your mind weakens right in front of me
It will deteriorate and drive you insane
Your mundane thoughts will swap into the soil like air
And i won't care
About all your painful histories
Your miserable fuckery

I am here writing rhymes
Instead of doing equationa for maths
My visions are my equations right now
The sky is my sum
I don't have a formula
This is all something I haven't learnt at school
See, that place is a living graveyard
Kids do shards behind the bushes
Kush is laid on their sandwiches like its lettuce
They can't finish a sentence
Without bursting into laughter
They lost their eyes
It's galled at their feet
It is looking back at its disconnected body.
It's hilarious.
It's ******.
If I fail at tomorrow's exam
Oh well let I be
I might as well join the detached kid
I don't need to be high on result papers
While I can be have hugh grader embedded on my face!
With no trace!
See now, I haven't been past third base
It's crazy
But the men are hunting for flesh
My man doesn't know how to hold a spear
Let alone my ******
I can be throbbed into at any time
They are everywhere
I can't talk to a man without receiving ****** remarks
They bark! Bark bark bark!
In my head it's all a question mark
I will not sacrifice my body to a reproductive *****
Not so easy
Even through nature asks it
It's a flower that blossoms without your seeds
I can be powerful with no reliance
No reliance.
Wallflower Sep 2014
Baby, you are the sky
Everything else? it's the weather
the clouds are only thin obstacles hindering  your need of sunlight
You are needed
even if you are bleeding tears,
the rain always dries up.

You can be as grey as you want
It is okay
Because, I know
The rays of the giant closest star will shine on your face
people look up to you
it only gives hope.

Looking down
it's green and brown
and the flowers will not be blooming without you here
the grass would not be any greener
if you are not in this atmosphere
nature's nature
at times, it's torture
But baby it's only the weather.
Wallflower Aug 2014
You are gone
It were to happen sooner or later
the bar is now closed
we were drunk on the concept of our misery
now it's time to go home,
Oh, I have been wanting to go home  for a while
but my bones weren't strong enough to let you know

I felt the need to stay by your side
but now, you are the one leaving
not me
I'm left alone in this dark night
as you just walk away.
I don't particularly feel sad
you won't make me feel that way
not again
I've become immune to your words
it's no trouble, I can walk back home
I am content now

You were as worthy as gold
but I could not keep you on my shoulders for any longer
I wanted you to carry your own flesh
but you got down and left yourself.
I didn't have to go through the affliction of admitting the truth
but believe me,
I was never lying
when I spent all those precious hours over the phone.

Hey, you should realise
the only property that kept us bound together,
was our "similar" torturous lives
excluding that, we were two very different human beings
we had to set our differences apart
make a new start
go in our separate ways

Your beliefs in science
was just pseudo-science to me
it's only defiance
you insult me for my lack of beliefs in your theory's
you even said I needed therapy for that?
your thoughts was becoming flat
you were so hurt by my disagreement?
get alert!
This mind of yours appears to be wearing a skirt in these windy days

It is okay to be me,
just as much as it is okay for you to be you.
Remember? you told me not to change
But you, you
insulted me, abused me, threatened me with all your words
in order to subconsciously alter me
you never realised did you?
guess my absence will teach you
I knew from the day I met you
You were a danger zone
all over
but I over sighted that thought
until now,
it was a blur
it all only re- occurred to me
I didn't want to leave but you did instead
Thank you
Wallflower Jul 2014
I shall write about you
until the ink runs out
until the trees get old
until the ship sinks down
until they dig deep down
to find the fossils which are running out
giving diamonds and gold to your beloved ones
displaying an apparent proof.

People can't stop loving just as much as they can't stop hating
all the broken hearts
which may take eternity to heal
I am one of you
as I walk down alleys  
I sight history in a man's eyes
I sense their lungs weakening
I observe their dry lips
you see the liquor hasn't done too good.
I hear people screaming through mere silence.
I shall continue to write about you
until this world seems bright.
Wallflower Jul 2014
Him
He was my coat during winter
he was the breeze during summer
he was my distraction during school.
Those day dreams made me look like a fool.

He was the rush of *******
he was the soothing warmth of ******
he was as prideful as the effects of ****
and he was as exciting as ecstasy.

Very soon I became addicted
dependant.
My bones would shrink at his absence
I was losing my mind
I missed him everyday
I would always find excuses to get hold of him
oh, the blues soon after his goodbyes
my world was so dry.

But one fine day
I decided to quit
quit the guilt
quit the pain
quit the emptiness
but he keeps coming to me
only a while after,
I relapsed.

I couldn't resist
those soft pleasant lips
touching my ice cold neck
and slowly progressing onto my cheeks
then getting a firm grip of my lips,
he rejuvenated me
I felt alive
his body against mine
his hands on my hips
his passion
I felt safe.

His hands imprinted on every pore of my skin
I was a slave to his high
he was the best drug in town
but he was a drug.
A drug which had so much potential to ruin every bit of me
before it's too late,
I had to leave
I was aware of the pain,
the tears
which I had to undergo
After all that,
I still very much think about him
every day
every minute
I crave him
I hope I hear from him
at the same time I hope he disappears into oblivion.

"He's not good for you"
say my friends
It's just too hard to believe the truth
I've used my wrong state of mind
as a path to talk to him
then just pretend it was all a big mistake.
Tonight, he is the only thing I can think about
everything revolves around him
I love him.
Wallflower Jul 2014
I can't do it no more
World so cold
Everyone's watching
Thinking
Well so am I
Not about you any more
But about my grave

Tonight,
This is it
My day has come to an end
Don't tell me
It's going to get better
Oh why has it always been bitter?

I have no one to love
Entirely,
I'm empty but
Full of death
So full of hate
So full of sorrow
I retire
Tonight.

It's not hard
I'll surrender to the ghostly body of death
Sadness has become me
You people tease me daily
And when I'm gone,
My spirit shall die with me
I take everything with me
Give space to the world.
Brighten the world slightly.

— The End —