the first time we spoke alone,
in an empty voice,
'die liebenden tot sind.'
and when i didn't acknowledge it,
you said it again
till i kicked you and snapped 'i don't speak german, you fuck.'
that wasn't my line.
i was supposed to tell you they were dead from birth,
or something equally poetic.
i was supposed to be a walking paragon of
i was supposed to be the love interest
in the tragic love story of your life,
you told me
we would bring each other down.
you told me the world was cold
and we would drown in frozen lakes together,
when hypothermia turns to terminal burrowing,
we could burrow within each other.
you told me i would kill you.
i spent 5 hours in the shower boiling off my skin.
you and i
will not sink in tandem, you and i will not
fall apart in unison,
i am not your personal suicide pill.
i am not your romantic,
in helpless self-destruction,
you're talking like we'll die tomorrow but i have plans to live a while yet,
if you jump from lover's leap
then you will fall alone.
i think you think
i love you.
i think you think i value
more than the voice of my thoughts.
it is december and the sun is too bright
to look anywhere
but your feet.
it is december and you're waxing poetic
about the boy who broke his neck
falling in the forest at night.
you look me in the eyes like you're trying
to crawl through my cornea.
you make eye contact an act of violence.
dream about me?]
you're trying to be poetic.
i don't tell you about when i dreamed
you snapped your neck
while we walked in the forest,
and i left quickly,
lived peaceful and alone.
i don't tell you about when i dreamed you moved on,
or that reoccurring dream where you spread my legs so far,
they snap out of the sockets.
i tell you i don't dream.
i tell you i don't sleep.
i tell you
i wear boxing gloves to church
but jesus never shows, and really,
i shoulda known he'd run from this fight too.
i tell you
i wear boxing gloves to bed but i just end up
chewing on the laces,
boxer's fractures never visited me.
bar room fractures on the nightstand.
[i dream about you,]
and i take another hit.
you've been in my air for six months.
under my skin for five,
and it's been three months
since you stitched our veins together.
i fall asleep wearing your scarf
and dream of garrotes that smell like you,
dream of strangulation
and bruises on my throat.
i don't love you like a motive.
you don't love me like a person.
you told me i had a clean heart,
you told me i was an innocent soul,
you told me you would corrupt me, don't
your touch doesn't have the power
to make me sick.
only i can do that to myself.
i'm not a virginal sacrificial saint
for you to build altars to.
lets see if we can cut our hearts out with our fingernails.
i bet that they'll look just the same:
bloody and red.
the same size as our clenched fists,
guess it's not your fault
you never learned the difference between the two,
you keep trying to fight with aorta and arteries
while my knuckles bruise your gut.
i taped my hands and i'll tape yours too.
this will be a fair fight-
don't break your wrist
when you break my nose.
i'll teach you i'm more solid than a saint.
i'll teach you i am bile and spit and piss.
i'll teach you to love me human
or not at all.
die liebenden sind nicht tot ist.
die liebenden sind auf einen kampf vorbereitung.
Sorry you're not finding it to your liking and to my knowledge,
"Borrowing" isn't the "norm" on this site, it's the exception to the rule.
I read poems; but, far less than what's posted. Who has that much time?
From what I gather, the alleged person who "borrowed", was a tad upset.
Upset and sought revenge due to comments she didn't agree with at all.
Her revenge; a rapid and endless stream of posting posts by fellow poets?
I am so not into and highly allergic to mentally draining drama. ARRGH!
I'm on daily when I create poetry and my friends are also to lend support.
Does it matter how many hours adults spend on this site or on the net?
Better question; Is it really anyone's business? Short answer; Who cares!
In regards to criticism in general: They're "personal opinions" and that's it.
If you fall apart, get upset or are seeker of revenge over random's comments,
lock yourself indoors, don't go out in public and don't post on the internet.
What's truly impossible; Finding a way to please everyone at the same time.
Grow a thick skin, roll with the punches and graciously learn to take criticism.
you can’t lose
your nice new attitude
will save you
I also like the way
you keep an eye on the numbers
not getting’ very far
takin’ things in stride
as close to being worry free
as a walking skin can be
to all I see and to all that I do
Last night I dreamed a dream
A dream where everything
Wasn't at all what it seemed
Peering through a ripped screen
I liked hearing you scream
Only you know what I mean
Out of everything in the world
Tonight I wouldn't trade it
For anything else
Because I think I made it
To the top of my mountain
Through the brush and thick trees
I hope I can drink from the fountain
You see, a guy like me works up a thirst
That can never be fully extinguished
Riding high and dry inside my hearse
What you never see
You can never truly be
And what you are
Can never take you very far
So you have to go out
Climb up on the building and shout
For the love of your mother
And for your father and your brother
In the name of all that is holy
You will always be the one true and only
The whole world looks like a Christmas card
With glistening snow and shimmering stars
From jingle bells to silent nights
To all the sleepy-eyed little tykes
Hopes and dreams reach euphoric highs
As the excitement of our spirits fly
Peace descends upon this world we know
Warmth and love every good parent shows
Mercy and forgiveness fills our Christmas hearts
Families come together who’ve long been far apart
Except of course us black sheep lost to time…
Such memories I still hold dear
And the magic of the season shines
And a hint of hope within my lines...
No longer wearing my heart on my sleeve, it gives me nothing but an infectious disease.
A disease called caring and giving a shit, something I can’t do anymore, I’m not fit.
Back in the shell I created long ago, don’t expect a smile; I’ll never let it show.
I burden I can no longer bear, a sense of loneliness that’s always been there.
I just want to be loved and thought about, but this is my punishment, no doubt.
This feeling of being hated I can’t shake, I don’t know how much more I can take.
You’re being so cold, so distant, why should I try if you’re not going to listen.
I want the throw in the towel, just give up, but I love you too much.
But love isn’t a one way street, and I’m the only one on it, where are we supposed to meet?
Or are you not here, are you far away? Waiting for me to die and decay.
I don't know if I will ever trust again, my heart just has too many bends.
If it bends anymore, I'm afraid it might break
I'm sorry but that's just too high of a stake.
I've give my heart far too many times for a girl of nineteen,
Don't you think I'm too young to know what "forever" really means?
Hook, line and sinker. She took mine and to think her heart could be tinkered with time or shook
Look. It's a brook under the bridge, I mistook you're allure for something unreal, leaving my heart vulnerable for you to steal
So many fish in the sea, why would you pick me? My fins end in rough edges and my stories are never started in a noteworthy book
I think you thought you ought to give me a chance but you shouldn't try something new for your last meal
You've mismatched me with better catches so what plan are you hatching and what does it have to do with me?
Free as a bird but without the wings, like a fallen Angel who wants to make the most of his exile
While you smile and tell me you make a mean set of wings with some feathers and wax, well we'll just have to see
Because I'm sure Icarus can attest to it being best for simple sons like us to rest far below the fiery isle
You really want to go through with this? Well ignorance is bliss and that silly grin on your face is kind of cute...
But don't expect this to be easy! Love is a war and we both want to make it out with a purple heart
Love is a coarse rope wrapped around your neck. Whether it becomes a noose or a leash is up to you
I do know that if you're willing to go the distance, you'll have to take my hand first because I don't know where to start
Though I try to hide it, I want to be your everything more than the beach wants to hold the sea
I want to be by your side abiding by vows made and laid in stone. I can be your everything one of these days, you'll see
the fellow on the street
has no home
and on the unfriendly streets
not that you'll hear him complain
of the conditions he lives in
he takes every day as it comes
and he'll smile at you with a beaming grin
his world is far from ideal
it has little appeal
yet he contends
with it as this is his deal
he counts himself lucky
though he's in an adverse situation
not having four walls
in a permanent location
he and his like
have no status in society
they are the people
who've been forgotten so expediently
look in the park and the subways
you'll sight people like them on any day
a roof for shelter
a place of warmth
is well out of their grasp
there is nothing
in their empty clasp
tonight as you sleep in your tepid beds
give a thought to those who are taking rest
in outdoor climes
without a cover
on their shivering frames
this is the picture you should hold in your head
when you're thinking of how bad things are for you
as there are many people
much much tougher than you
that fellow will greet you
on your run in the park
and his appearance
will make you look very stark
Hey this is your other half speaking loud and clear
Sirens and screams I know it's hard to hear me all the way from here
But I swear I am right there with you, in your heart and in your soul
Sole digging holes in the pavement I am running and your side is my goal
Reach your hand before the band plays and that fat lady has a chance to sing
You are far from being over, no red rover you aren't leaving a thing
Do you see that ring wrapped gently above your knuckle?
That means that when we pray will be the only time our knees buckle
Buckle genes you are of the richest strands of DNA God built you to last long
Not glass strong but a brass bong, even the thickest smoke doesn't cause our eyes to tear up
The devil will learn to fear us, when we rear up, the world will bet on our horse
Ran this course a million times, know it like the back of my hand, my hands are getting coarse
So many things to help remember like our names carved into that tree
We will never leave the park our hearts are always ready to play
You are my Little Bo Peep, I am your black sheep, you can always count on me
To make sure you rest easy, sleep in my arms, I know you've had a rough day
I hope you can see that I will be your remedy as long as I can see
Look into my eyes and I can find the place in your soul where you can hardly
If you believe in me then I can be your Superman, anything I can achieve
I know what I need to write, you were right about the Wright brothers, they didn't get it right
The first time, that is why I am writing you for the millionth time, maybe I'll get it right
Rewrite every rough draft, revise to make it more righteous, angel wing quill pen when I write ceremonial rites
Let me borrow a feather so I can put a bit of you in it when I write, is it right to say I should find something new to rhyme?
But we go so well together, we are right for each other, we sound better each time
I've learned from you that words will work to your will, if you have the willpower to bend but not break
Pump the brakes I know you feel like you're breaking, but this isn't an earthquake just a cold shake
Terrified of tremors but the earth has to grow sometimes
When Pangea parts I pinky promise we will be on the same land, the same line
Write together and right for each other, I'm content on this continent for a millennia of time
In a land before time, my internal clock wasn't working until it was given your hands
Second date, second place, second chance and finally our flag stands
The whole world in my hands when I hold yours, this is just the beginning
Blood thinning before, you don't have to wait anymore. This is just the first inning