Chiibe
Australia
" Ahh... Hello Chiibe, Care to enlighten us with this bio of yours? " / " Oh! Me? Sure! For some random reason I will! " / / THATS HOW THIS BIO CAME TO BE. / / Scared of many things. Slenderman, The dark, Heights, Spiders. / I love singing and gaming and writing and reading. / I am bootiful and crazy. / I am erratic. / I am really bad at handling jumpscares. / Please do not scare me or you'll soon be bleeding because my nails are sharp enough to cause someone to bleed.
The darkness in his eyes
A true reflection of his pain
Led away from the path of light
He truly had no gain
As he walked from his family
Never to return, he mourned
As he looked into his dying father's eyes
Pretended that he didn't see forgiveness
He's truly broken
Inside, just a shell
Just a mad dog without a leash
As he watched as his Father fell
His mask hides his youthful face
Hides it as if it's a mark of disgrace
His lightsaber is as unstable
As his emotions, running wild
Many joke, his heart is a fable
That he's merely a metal figure
Programmed for Snoke's doing
Nothing is secure
He cut off his path to the light
But there
Is still hope
Of redemption
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 4:24 PM UTC
My house is not new, but not particularly old
But it feels as though lifetimes are weaven through its folds
Memories, so simple we forget
It stores them all, like a safety net
I remember when we had party
One of my relatives, couldn't find her car keys
I remember when the moon was blood red
I was outside, looking until I was forced to bed
I remember when I laughed so hard I cried
My sides hurt so much, but I just sighed
All these memories, the house never lets them go
Simple, small but wonderful
My house, my home, my memories.
And they never go.
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
At 3:20PM, I collapse into my bed with my Ipad light blaring.
I daydream of happiness.
Taken away from me by every day people,
Who I was made to learn their names.
Drawers left open with their contents spilling out,
As I stuff my clothes in there,
In an effort to clean up.
It doesn't work.
Jumping onto my bed to avoid the ghouls lurking underneath,
As shadows jump out at me in my mind.
Too afraid to close my eyes,
My insecurities are shown in my eyes to those that look.
These are Night Terrors.
I don't have to be asleep to get them,
It doesnt even have to be night.
When I'm alone, bullied and afraid.
They come.
These are Night Terrors,
That show in the light.
That play in my mind,
Every day, Every night.
Sleeping is stressful,
But as the day progresses, you wish for your bed.
But when you get there, you're wide awake.
Being at School is stressful.
But when you get to your bed, you wish to be there.
But when you're at school, Your will is broken.
Everything is stressful,
When You Get Night Terrors.
That show in the daylight.
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 2:44 AM UTC
I know I'm not poetic,
Just typing what jumps out to me.
Its not prophetic,
Its easy you see.
People say its hard to write,
Rhyming all the time.
I defeat that, with a fight,
All you need is to Rhyme.
I'm messed up,
Mix-matched too.
But its not anything like the flu,
Its just me, and thats true.
This is just a poem,
Making the truth shown.
Beautiful and solem,
No need for post-pone.
In the cascading shadows of the moon,
I'll be there holding your hand.
Whether it be morning or noon,
I'll be there for you, My friend.
Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 5:36 AM UTC
Don't let the miles between us
Keep our love apart
Just listen close and you will hear
The beating of my heart
No distance, will ever keep
My heart from loving you
There are no more tears for it to weep
For a love that runs so true
I'll be there with you one day soon
To love you everyday
And then my heart will sing a tune
And you will hear it say
I've finally found my one true love
As true as one can be
And now you're all I'm thinking of
Forever stay with me
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 7:05 AM UTC
When I cry, In the dark.
Am I considered a shark?
A beast, A inhuman being,
Who isn't more then they are seeing.
Am I an evil soul,
Not deserving Love or TLC?
In my Fragile moments,
Am I allowed to succumb to feelings?
Am I witch, A ***
For not being a ***** or bad?
Am I, an idiot or ****
For not agreeing with the 'popular' every little bit?
Do I deserve to die?
For trying not to cry.
Do you know I try to die?
Every morning, every night.
I bring out my knife.
Place it against my skin
And Cry for all thats lost.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 5:51 AM UTC
Inspiration, Music to my ears,
Don't got any, need some ideas.
What rhymes well, What sounds nice?
If i don't do well, I'll face the plight.
Do or Do not, There is no try,
I listen to this, and sometimes It lets me fly.
Free-fall writing, helps my spirit,
Trap me with demands, It'll lower my merit.
I'm trapped in expectations and greed,
I'm giving you what I can to save me.
My poetic muse, trapped in clues,
God himself, can't remove my blues.
But I still do,
Not try.
If all you do is try,
Means you don't believe...
You can truly succeed.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 5:47 AM UTC
They tell me love is blind,
but before I met you I was resigned.
If love is not able to see,
Then why can I see the happiness you brought to me?
In the darkest depths of my mind,
The sparks of love defeats the dark trimes.
When the lonley bird chirps at me,
All the broken pieces I breed.
Break away, In a breezy haze,
As the bird acknologes my prays.
The bird sees my lonley thoughts,
Swoops to me, lonley memories naught.
One day, When the birds are gone,
And my sanity has all but torn.
You'll be here by my side,
Holding my hand and letting me hide.
Love is delicate,
Like a flower.
My love for you grows and grows,
Like a translucent tower.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 5:42 AM UTC
When it hurts so bad,
why does it feel so good?
I wish this all made sense,
I wish I understood.
Not having you here with me is tearing me up inside,
but I can't stop thinking about you no matter how hard I try.
You know how I feel about you,
and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you,
but it's so hard to do when I can't even be next to you.
Why does it gotta be so complicated?
Loving you feels so right,
but at the same time,
knowing I can't have you keeps me awake at night.
I just want this to be simple,
I just want you here with me,
to look into your eyes,
be held in your arms...then I'd truly be happy.
Right now this distance between us is out of our control,
but I'm still hoping one day soon,
I'll get what I'm wishing for.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 5:35 AM UTC
Anyone,
Can make poetry.
But it takes a soul,
To make a poet's dreams.
Through darkest nights,
and gloomy days.
Thou shall send me,
On my way.
In the slump
Of the dread
Of the mist
That's filling my head
I wish I could be the optimist,
Happy and care-free
Trying to miss
I've changed, not in a good way.
Do you see me,
Outside the Library.
Or in the School halls?
Do i carry a knife, To add to my strife.
Try to splat my blood on the walls,
Do i look like,
A suicidal freak?
Or am I suddenly, just very meek?
Kids in our day and age,
Immature and Happy faze.
Shouting " Not fair "
To a week-off social media.
Am i one to seem?
To scrape the knife
Over my skin,
To make me bleed?
Do I look like
Someone who loves
Sight of blood
Taste and shroud.
Appearances are deceiving
To my make-believing,
That everything will be alright.
Cut my tongue, taste the blood.
I worship my knife.
It smells like my blood,
Tastes like it too.
Love it, I do.
In the darkness, gloomy depths
If you could see my mind.
You'd see the secrets I hide.
Would you be shocked?
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC