I miss the days when no one knew
When everyone asked me, what was wrong, and I s m i l e d, and l i e d, and d i e d, and said nothing.
When It all was a secret
When I was strong.
When I could hide everything.
The pain, the blood, the cuts.
When I wore long sleeved shirts everyday to cover up the scars, that y o u caused.
I did it for
y o u
Even though you walked away, the scars you left were here to stay.
I'm sorry that you b r o k e my heart, and tore me apart.
If I could love someone else as much as I love you I would.
Because you don't deserve my love, or anyones, you don't deserve the tears, or the blood I've spilt
trying to get you to give two shits, about me, or about anyone else expect yourself.
You don't even deserve this, This morsel of respect, and love and tenderness, and forgiveness, I won't even try anymore, I've given up, you love someone else, and I have to face the facts, you can't love me, this mess of a girl, and I can't believe I'm saying this, after every little thing , but I still l o v e y o u
we are the cracks that
riddle sidewalks
from which new life is able to grow
we are violent celestial explosions
that add one more speck of light
to the the dark expanse of space
we are tsunamis and hurricanes
tornadoes and floods
that sweep away the lives we have built
and bring the goodness lying within
mankind to our doorsteps
for without darkness
what is light
and without pain
what is poetry
I miss the days when no one knew
When everyone asked me, what was wrong, and I s m i l e d, and l i e d, and d i e d, and said nothing.
When It all was a secret
When I was strong.
When I could hide everything.
The pain, the blood, the cuts.
When I wore long sleeved shirts everyday to cover up the scars, that y o u caused.
I did it for
y o u
Even though you walked away, the scars you left were here to stay.
I'm sorry that you b r o k e my heart, and tore me apart.
If I could love someone else as much as I love you I would.
Because you don't deserve my love, or anyones, you don't deserve the tears, or the blood I've spilt
trying to get you to give two shits, about me, or about anyone else expect yourself.
You don't even deserve this, This morsel of respect, and love and tenderness, and forgiveness, I won't even try anymore, I've given up, you love someone else, and I have to face the facts, you can't love me, this mess of a girl, and I can't believe I'm saying this but I still l o v e y o u
I was in front of me but you just saw through me
I shouted at you but you haven't heard a single word
I punched you but you haven't felt anything
I sprayed a vanilla scent but you smelled nothing
I cried because I felt like I got stabbed
But you haven't noticed because you were blinded by your sight
I faked a smile just for you to notice but all you saw was my lovely smile
I haven't talked just to show you I was in so much pain
But you just thought I needed some time alone
So I said I love you and good night
But you just said see you tomorrow and smiled
The next day I was found dead with a genuine smile
But all you saw was a damaged brunette you loved but ignored
Have you ever felt that feeling
Where you can literally feel
Your heart breaking in two?
You can literally feel each half separate
Every blood vessel splitting in two
And it just hurts you so much
That you just go numb
Until all the pain, all at once,
Comes flooding back to you.
My night sky has turned into a distant blur.
Staring out
I manage to lick the edge of it.
And I receive a now common taste
of numbed pain and sleep full nights.
Everything is a haze
and I'm the center of it.
Feeling everything I needed.
But what was that again?
Oh yeah, nothing.
Feeling better than before
I crawl into bed
and my dreams blossom more than the sun's sky.
Every morning I wake with the taste of the night before.
Feeling everything that wasn't wanted.
Feeling everything.
A sore head and an un easy tongue
keeps me distracted.
Kind of.
I crawl into the shower
and thoughts start to fall on me.
I see the distant sky
and poke my tongue at it.
Mr. moon tugs at it, and pulls me in.
What is this feeling,
This ache in my gut
Is it love?
What is this pain,
That I feel when you're away?
Is it love?
What is this smile
That only comes out with you,
It must be love.
What are the laughs
That escape from my mouth
With every joke you say?
Is that love?
Is it love when I am dreaming
And dreaming of you?
Is it love when I am yearning
Is it love that I am learning?
It can't be love...
But baby oh baby
The things that I feel
Are much to unreal
To be anything less
Than love.
Surly this is too good to be
Really you're too good for me
Is it love
Or is it just me?
Just a poem about how confusing it can be to fall in love and it's hard to tell if you are or not
Poetry is not a joke
Wanna get metaphysical?
Wanna express yourself?
Wanna be real?
Wanna let the world know your pain?
Wanna let the world feel your happiness?
Wanna share your triumphs and tribulations?
Do it.
Live, love, feel, share.
Poetry is a joke; the punchline is, that it's the most important joke ever told.
She had eyes like caverns
The crystalline water flowing endlessly through
They were the gateway to her past, to her loves lost, and her regrets abound.
"I'm a strong female"
She said
"I can take care of my self"
She screamed, just wishing she could believe it, knowing deep inside she was only hurting herself.
The demons she hides, Clawing their way out, scratching at her
"LET ME OUT!" they scream, only so that she can hear
Never showing anyone her inner most depths.
Never showing vulnerability
For fear she would be cast aside, like a stone blemished and broken.
But I see you, I see your demons, and I see your fears, I see the darkness you hide so well
And I am here to tell you that youre beautiful, if no one else will.
There is so much more to you than you know,
More than you will ever know
Nothing you say will ever change that
Nothing you do, will ever alter that
Because I see you, For who you are.
Your life sprawled unto a sheet of parchment
This isnt your life!
This is what you want to believe is your life
What makes you, Who you are, is the darkness that resides inside of you
It is the fear
The Hate
The Pain
And the Emptiness you feel.
We ALL feel these things
We ALL experience, these emotions, but it is My place, to tell you that I think you're the most lovely entity I have ever witnessed.
"Too much?" you ask.
It is never too much, nothing is ever too much.
The things you fear, are too much, are the things that draw me closer, like a shark closing in on a drop of blood.
These things, that you fear make you ugly, or freakish, I think are what makes you a goddess, amongst average peasants.
I long, for this darkness
I long, for these demons.
Because you are not a monster, you are an angel, in mortal being
Because only in you, does the necessary knowledge, and empathy reside, to understand the broken man inside of me.
Dont you ever forget, that youre walking this earth because you belong here, to counter-balance the atrocity that resides in me.
I found myself wandering this morning
lost in a long hallway
white walls, no character
I feel I've been walking for days
my eyes feel heavy
I'm unshaven and covered in dust
this hallway has doors
brightly decorated and welcoming
but when I walk through them
I'm back in the hallway
I need a cigarette
to help clear my head
I reach for my shirt pocket
and find only broken
pieces of something
trying to figure out what
I squeeze the crumbled mess
and feel a sharp pain in my chest
I have to get out of this place
I need a cigarette
