you were that one blinking star in the sky i had pondered on for hours when i was a child just to discover that all stars twinkle and you were no different from the rest

sls

#poem   #poetry   #hope   #stars   #writing   #false   #different   #writer   #child   #falsehope  

Your words enrage me,
Making my mind swirl and pound with pain,
You think you know everything.

Your a liar that thinks that your higher and mightier than the rest.

My mouth is sew together by barbed wire,
Not allowing me to defend myself, or say anything back at you.

You never think before you act or speak.
You just mix a drink and try to find the perfect lie,
And try to pour it over top of me, to make me feel ashamed.

You like to make me think that I am a mistake,
My opinions mean nothing to you,
I am nothing but someone you can lie again and again to.
But don't you see, that I am not easily fooled?
I know every lie you speak, my little liar,
You cannot fool me anymore with your pathetic ways to wound my pride.

I am stuck to a little liar sadly,
I love him to dearly to let him go,
But for some reason when he says, "I love you," or "I do care,"
I can't seem to bring myself anymore to pretend that those words hold any kind of truth.

Before everything

i. I never knew four letters could melt
menthol candy-like, hydrochloric acid on my tongue
and keep burning it in different degrees
I had to swallow back.

ii. That there would come a time
I'd have to baptize the pain in my chest like seasons
robbing me lungfuls
on January, September and December nights.

iii. That my blood was really ink I needed to stop using
before my skin turned paper-like.

iv. That my heart had an epicenter pumping a magnitude of earthquakes
that made me tremble helplessly in its intensity;
and that they were man-made calamities
followed by harsh, heavy, whipping tsunamis
to flood my grave of bleeding, jagged fault lines.

v. That aftereffects lasted longer than treatment itself,
and that I didn't need any professional diagnosis to know
I was terminal
from the same drug that made butterfly-strokes in my veins,
whose arms withheld the only elixir to this malady.

vi. I named my sickness, my pain, my agony like orphaned children, after you--
a rare disease
the doctors didn't even know about yet.

vii. I did and I doubted
but a part of me beat signals
that echoed off the cave walls of my skull
that I knew.

viii. Before everything,
I have been warned
but I chose to listen to the soothing, wrong, hopeful voices
"He means no harm,".

ix. You began spreading like an epidemic-- a tumor to a colony of cells all over me-- until I became you;
a reflection of familiar suffering and mortality, slowly withering away.
In the end, I didn't even have you to blame
for letting me overdose from intakes
of my own damn, bitter medicine and unforgivable mistakes.

x. I guess, this was how you wanted the price to be paid.

words in the wind
words in the wind
Nov 29, 2016

Some say, “all roads lead to all roads”
standing stifled at perplexing crossroads,
torn in the throes of which direction
leads to all roads.

Stuck
in a recurring moment
when you hear whispered words grow silent ;
the sound of silence is heard loud and clear ―

It’s liberating to finally comprehend the senses ;
the stench of unrequited longings linger
I tried to touch you but you couldn't feel
I was never deaf all along ... only blinded
by a veiled light I could not perceive,
bemused and bewildered,
when the darkness will not sleep

Even knowing regrets are a waste of time,

"the beginning was over before the start ,..
how the hell did the end get here so soon(?)!"


even a lovely stretch of the lonesome highway
leads to another,
lost and unmapped road to nowhere

In times like these,
I'm learning to accept
sometimes there's no other choice
but to move on ;

we leave a lot behind in the rear-view mirror
along the long and twisted road
home ...


wild is the wind  ... 11. 29. 2016

“To love is to risk not being loved in return.
To hope is to risk pain. To try is to risk failure,
but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard
in life is to risk nothing.”

Wakpa Ihaha k’a táku owas sdodye
.
The Nada
The Nada
Oct 6, 2016

How would I stop this feeling?

I don’t know if I feel the same

When someone is in love and falling

Is this must be stop, in this way?

Is this love? That they say

Is this the feeling I love to share?

I must be the one who should be blame

I shouldn’t fall to someone who’s not fair

Loving you is not easy

But escaping from it is terribly.

I want to push my head against the wall

Hoping that there is someone put me up from fall.

-The Nada
#love   #poem   #poetry   #poet   #falling   #writing   #inlove   #attention   #lovepoem   #falsehope  

"Who is she?", I asked myself
As the image came closer and clearer
This feeling that seems to be almost forgotten
Like I have known her for a lifetime.

When I realized who I'm looking at
The tears that I hardly held back fell down
'Cause I wanna show hate and strength
But my emotions cannot be deceived.

There's a lot of 'why's' that I wanna ask her
Starting with, " Why's my memory's telling me that you're long dead?",
"Why you're back so sudden after all those painful times caused by your loss?"
To asking her, "Mom, do you still love us?".

Yet nothing ever slipped out of my mouth
All the reasons I wanna hear doesn't really matter
'Cause all I care for now is her
She's back and that's all I'm wishing for since she'd been gone.

All my disbeliefs and doubts just fade away
As I reached for her and feeling her warm flesh once again
I wanna grab every minute to made her feel loved and special
So she won't ever leave again.

The joy was overwhelming at the moment
And it was drowning me, thinking of nothing
Hoping that it would never last
Before a dashing light filled my eyes...

I tried to reach for her inspite of the blinding light
But couldn't seem to find her
I'm screaming her name
Yet no one ever responded.

And as I opened my eyes once again
I'm back in the dark and was all alone...

Krystal Marcelo
07/12/16

Originally written  06/05/16

'Cause all that happened
Was nothing but a dream.
#dream   #pain   #mom   #falsehope  
Elizabeth mikol
Elizabeth mikol
May 12, 2016

As I sit in my car I realize
I have no more alibis
I've run outa lies to tell myself
The relationship I've built was a compromise
to make myself feel alive
But it's not working anymore

...Nothing's working anymore

One and Only
One and Only
Mar 18, 2016

I feel so little,
It's so hard to keep trying
When none notice you.

What wrong have I done to you? I was not the one who stopped trying, I was not the one who fell apart and succumbed to everything else, I was not the human who became a robot! I wish I could say you are nothing to me, but Lord knows I still love you.
One and Only
One and Only
Mar 18, 2016

It's been some time since we've spoken,
I don't mean a one word greeting...are we broken?
I've tried everything there is
gave my pride up for this!
Are you saying it's all for nothing,
That my efforts are simply rotting?
How quaint of you to think that,
How kind of you to say
that all that I've done
will be forgotten, washed away.
How the heck do you think I feel?
That all I had been working for was never even real?
I trusted you so much,
and then you started to change.
When I made my decision,
We were still family.... Just estranged
I didn't give up,
I still cared
I couldn't stop!
But all of it
fell on deaf ears not attempting to hear,
unseeing eyes not willing to try,
dying souls not daring to live,
closed mouths not striving to speak,
shattered hearts not struggling to be made whole!
My efforts were in vain
and yet why can't I release myself from this?
Why do I still freaking care?

I shouldn't care for you, I shouldn't acknowledge you let alone smile at you. ALL OF YOU! You talk shit behind my back when you were my most trusted friends, the best of the best among all the rest??? Damn it, I've had one person on my case before, you made it a horde, thousand more! And yet I can't find it in myself to stop trying.... my so called friends.... who the heck do I trust now??
Denel Kessler
Denel Kessler
Mar 16, 2016

Chill give sway
to tropic breeze
rain consume ditch
and shallow space

mock spring
frogs, birds sing
fools believe
spring’s arrival

frigid air
soon returns
frost burning
hearts too frail

blue
like the sky
before night
swallows you.

#rain   #spring   #falsehope  
 
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