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Rachaelgrace
Rachaelgrace
I've tried a lot of things I've prayed a lot of times But I'm still terrified of the needle that pierces my veins Cried and cried Shut my eyes Clench my fists A pain that never seems to quit Helpful act Leaving nothing but a dimple In my brain though, it's not so simple No child But I remember When I was a child Over and over Needle after needle Again and again Sickness with no end Stuck with a fear Bred inside my head A fight I cannot fight A threat I will always detect No neglect Just a kid who hid the hounding Behind a sickness with no end
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Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 6:08 PM UTC
Sick
If the written word ceased to exist I would end with it
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:56 PM UTC
Bibliophile
His warmth I love Though never touched Cause suns still burn From far away He'd hear my thoughts Though never speaks But silence talks In many ways Oh how I'd love To have him near To talk even For just a day But I know well As dreams reveal When I come to That he's not real
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC
Fiction
..... ... . how cunning this tiny trickle of red how horrid this leakage of the dead don't look at me with plump red lips go hide and flee I might not resist in dark-ruby richness it lures the foggy mind in acrid taste of thickness it tempts our undead kind pulsing in the wrist the scent of human juice our bloodlust is a feast an ancient broken truce so hold your breath and gaze into my eyes oh what a shame a vestal sacrifice close your eyes your dreams will end tonight you will rise a graceful grandiose sight . ... ......
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:51 PM UTC
Vampire
I realize now That passion Is what keeps you going In life, in love In all things that matter Without it you're just                    Wasting time   Filling space
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:39 PM UTC
Afterthought
Heartbeats and concrete, Skyscrapers and commuters, Dreams and believers.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:37 PM UTC
Haiku: London
Your life is a constant fight I sense it all around you Day and night Your anger flys through windows Your curiosity is what causes my insecurities A troubled soul Letting trouble take its toll Yet some how you stole my heart
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 9:13 PM UTC
Trouble
The door The floor Hush The walls The windows Whisper Muted cries Muffled shouts Painting the walls like dust The words are not for us It's the lot behind The door The floor Hush The walls The windows whisper Muted cries Muffled shouts I've got no doubts when I hear your voice "But it's past my curfew" I tell myself "I've got no choice" The door The floor Hush The walls The windows Whisper Muted cries Muffled shouts I don't know you Though I feel like I do The door The floor Hush The walls The windows Whisper Muted cries Muffled shouts Night after night I peek through the curtains Once the fight ends I see you walk the length of the fence Wiping tears only I have seen you cry The door The floor Hush The walls The windows Whisper Silent sobs Shattered parts I wish so badly I could mend your heart
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 8:39 PM UTC
The Neighbor Boy
sometimes i go off about these worlds that i make up in my head. because when the world is so messed up, don't you want another? i spend so much time just living in these worlds,      just thinking. about trivial things      like: how come clouds get to be so high that it's like they're flying, when all they do is bring rain?      or: why do we spend so much time obsessing over the fact that we don't have much time at all? but i think that maybe in these worlds i make up, it's not so bad. sure, there are bad guys but when are there not? the thing is, in my world, i'm not one of those bad guys. i'm the one with the cape and the mask and i am the one      who saves the day.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 8:29 PM UTC
superhero
I hope that When she finally says yes And the thrill of pursuing ends You sigh And twist and turn in your bed Allowing yourself to accept She will never love you Like I can I hope When she finally holds your hand, With a dull pain in your heart That slowly transfers through your veins And spreads to every joints, every cell You realise She'll never appreciate your warmth Like I can I hope When she finally kisses you, In that moment of heavenly bliss, Your body pulls back alarmed The love, the breathlessness you got used to Is no longer there She will never crave for you Like I can I hope When she reads her favorite poetry to you You wonder if it is Still you Who I'm writing about And with a reluctance your mind realises She can not lure you into traps with her words Not like I can I hope When you look into those eyes Their color similar to yours But not even a pale representation of the feelings mine held Oh boy, Maybe you'll carry this burden with you In your grave Cause she will never love you Like I can
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 8:26 PM UTC
Like I can #You