i've always been a fan of clichés in movies
because it gives me hope
that yeah,
someday
i might end up
okay
and
right now
the breathing's too hard
but most of all
the walking view
is so twirly swirly
hands grasping
feet turning
like a one person waltz
in the best ballroom
but hey,
i say
fuck it who cares
the alcohol's too far
mentally and metaphorically
[drink to that]
but i grab for the bottle anyways
and tip back a little
how it burns and cools
how it sears
how it kills
but i still won't know how it feels
baby, i'm empty and i'm cold
(maybe a sweater will fix that)
but i don't care
in fact, it's pretty nice
to know that something urges you
to go and lie down
curl up
punch a pillow
something that tells you
"why not
just go
kill yourself"
i guess this ballroom dance
just never ends
what a shame
because i really wanted to get home tonight
oh, this isn't a pretty cliché
more like a twisted fairy tale
darling,
won't you take my hand
and come home with me
because i could really use some company
and i might just die
if you don't
i might find you again
because then maybe
i can be
okay
but baby,
i'm long
gone
twice over
[and they all lived happily ever after]
Four of them stood in front of me.
Now only one.
The other three left me alone
With him.
He smiles at me
With only half of his mouth.
His eyes are fixed upon me
And occasionally glance down at my plain white blouse.
I become uneasy,
This man in front of me.
His eyes twinkle
As he reaches for the top button of my shirt.
I am paralyzed with confusion,
As he undoes a few buttons.
He reaches for my breasts,
And I understand what is happening.
I start to hit him,
Yelling "NO."
He pushes my arms down,
And tells me it's alright.
He kisses me hard
And I begin to shake.
His hands travel across my body
As tears run down my face.
I do not know what to do,
I am helpless and hopeless.
The tremors take over my body,
Violent and impulsive, just as he is with me.
He stops.
I am still crying.
The other 3 boys have returned.
He stands as if nothing has happened.
I look up and know that I must look awful,
A mess of make up and emotions.
He smiles at me one last time,
And winks at me before leaving.
I wake up.
It is 5 am.
I am still crying.
This hasn't happened in so long.
Welcome to the dawn of a new age,
open up the book and turn the page,
Be amazed by what you see, it's only the evolution of humanity
Who has the answers?
Lets ask the question,
it's as if no one is even paying attention.
Is it money? Which was created by man,
it does separate people, now are you starting to understand?
It's a trap, set by death, it wont stop,
till we breath our last breath,
That's right! Not even death is free, is money the mother of poverty?
overpopulation, segregation, a messed up nation, usually leads to mass anialation,
wartime, many battles rage on ,
Is it about hatred? Or is it a politicians song?
Time and space,
are they our final frontiers?
bombs explode and people run in fear,
a culture wiped out, to the future they are unknown,
will aliens from space ever invade our home?
Will we pledge allegiance to their flag?
Whatever may wave, whatever they have,
science there's the fiction and the fact,
but sometimes it is hard to believe all that,
Who will do it? Who will find the answers?
Prophets fall but not from cancers,
Who will stand up? Who will be the one?
To bring about change without firing a gun?
Every generation builds off the back of the last,
Sacrifices made but ignored,dooms us to repeat the past..
You said once that if I were to kill myself,
The bullet would shatter two skulls;
Mine, and yours
And I willed this to be true
Because I had never felt so alone
I have tried to cling to you like a child to its mother
But you were just a beautiful daydream
A mirage made of light
Pixelated in my visions, so clear when I'm awake
So bright when I'm asleep
You are what comes after the rain, a rainbow as long as your gaze
And if I were lucky enough to follow you to your finish
I would be stunned by the immense wealth
Wealth like no other, a bright new penny, shiny, promising all that is sweet
I will put you in my pocket and run, capturing the fleeting moments as they fly
They'll last longer that way, won't they?
I have seen your demons rip you apart, down to
The very core
They grabbed hold of your ribs and shook to give you tremors,
Tapped to make you hiccup and stirred to make you cough
Wild eyed and scared, the beauty you held was hard to reach
So I pondered what drew me to you
Was it the pounding heart I, myself, could feel?
Or was it rather the sunken eyes, dead, unfathomably soft,
Clinging onto life
You left, to be better than you were with me
I offered you the world in a lilac flowered teacup, filled to the brim
With a mix of chai spices and cardamon
The sips you took were halfhearted, and I didn't see that,
At first
For I wore the night over my eyes and held you captive in chains and
rubber bands, belts and bows,
Secrets and lies, until you learned to despise
Me
You promised that we would one day be as close as two can be,
Under a plethora of pink frills and soft blankets
And we would both scream to the night that we were free
Free of all that we were, that which we hated, but if the roles were inverted,
We would know how much our hearts were flung to our throats
Every time we felt the presence of each other
I had no one else but you, and so my love was split in three parts;
Who you were
Who you are
and who you could be
And my hate was split as one and the same, but for myself
As much as one could hate, I hated, and I loved just as much
Until one day, I hated more
And your lonely heart was jealous of the passion, and departed
Leaving me in the grave I had dug
With the same rusty shovel you used to dig yours
No longer do I need you, nor will I need you again
For though you've been there in the past,
I know you will never be present in the future
I say goodbye with a simple wave
What once was mine is no longer
I have opened the cage and let you fly
So you flew, full of mirth, into the dust
Leaving behind a note
A note that said
It's now time that you fix
You
I often wonder what it is you don't like about me
is it the way I leave my hair unbrushed
and tucked behind my ear?
the way I can't speak
whenever you're near?
the way I try too hard
but still don't know what to say?
the way I can't seem
to keep my demons at bay?
the way I can't sit still?
the way I'm always filled with dread?
the way I can't seem to get it right?
the way I blush bright red?
the way I bite my nails?
the way I like everything about you?
because these are the things I don't like about myself
so I'll understand if you don't like them too
It's not about me and I'm not trying to make it that way
But I can't shake the feeling that I could have saved you but didn't
That I didn't try hard enough to save you from the substances
That you use as a crutch to walk over the eggshells that makeup your life
The broked shards or your glass heart
Transparent and true
And when you come down there is no where to hide
I see you
I see you truthfully and you can't run away from that
I'll be your crutch
Turn away from the bottle
Lean on me
Unlike your product
I'll never let you down
I love you so much.
Too much...that it hurts.
And sleepless nights like these, makes me want you more.
My love for you can stretch throughout the skies, beyond the galaxy, and if it's possible...even through the gates of heaven.
It's already cliché of me to say it.
But I'm trying my best to describe how I feel for you.
Words can't describe how I feel.
It's so hard for me to explain,I just love you.
I love you so much that I even surprised myself.
Each day when I'm with you, I question myself...
"Do I really love you? Or is this just a phase?"
Your smile, how monotone you are, your sarcastic personality, and how humorous you are...tenders my heart.
Your hugs are so warm.
Your kisses are absolutely breathtaking.
My lover,
you've changed my thoughts about love.
I used to see couples as fools of society,
now you've turned me into one:A fool.
You are so beautiful.
You are divine.
And I can't believe that you are mine.
I've tried to get over you.
But you are like a wound that can never be healed.
And I love you even more that you fight back;
each time I try to push you away.
I push you away because I'm horrible.
I feel that I don't deserve you.
You are too good for me, my angel.
But one thing that you can never understand...
is how much I love you so.
-e.c
Your warm breath
Sent shivers down my back
Getting me higher than crystal meth
I can't think of the time, I've lost track
I'm focused on your burning kisses
Trailing down my innocent body
My body hisses
I can feel my soul disembody
I claw at your perfect back
Bringing you as close as possible
My mind goes black
The way you make me feel, I thought it was impossible
Our bodies melt into each other
& suddenly all my senses explode
My body's begging you to smother
Me entirely, making my mind implode
I want to feel your hard body relax
I want to trace my fingers down your spine
With every kiss it impacts,
Every part of your mind
I can feel your aching body tremble
As your breathing gets deeper
Your soul and mind dissemble
As our love grows steeper
I can feel your heart beat against mine
My adrenaline races dramatically through my veins
I no longer need a sign
Our souls collide swiftly like two trains
I no longer want you
Instead I need you
You no longer want me too
Instead you need me too
(I posted this on Twitter but altered it a bit and added some)
twist on the woven fabric of her
vision within the the broken phrase she just
spoke softly into the darkness
it spreads along the pattern of her days
like tears spreading thru her years
she never seems to escape them fully
they are allways a moment away
from her delicate smile
from her soft butterfly of a laugh
break at the waters edge
and draw in a last gasp of the wave and wind tainted air
her voice comes to you
slowly in thick accented phrases
a passion play filled and ready
for sweating hard erotica
in the shade of this palm tree
tattered edges bring me sorrow
but its the untainted heart of her hearts tapestry
is where i attempt to find a secret home for my
embittered soul
a quiet place from which to shout my poems
down to thouse who would listen
to thouse who could hear
in the morning draw the curtains
shut out the light
Sometimes,
It’s hard,
But,
Get over it.
Life Sucks.
Die
