My closet is glass,
Therefore holds no skeletons within
But the glass is tinted
One must smash the glass in order to discover what is within.
I never expected that person to be me.
I just wanted to figure out who I was on the inside,
I wasn’t aware it was going to cause everlasting damage to my closet,
To my soul
Nov 16, 2024
Nov 16, 2024 at 10:02 PM UTC
I saw that text one night.
I read every line over and over again
I can’t believe you said that
I thought of the best way to respond
I was honest with you
Though my message was shorter,
I meant every word
Once it sent,
I blocked you
On everything.
You wanted nothing to do with me
Why should you know about me?
I heard what you told our friends one day.
I was told over and over again
I can't believe you said that
You wanted me to be scared
You wanted me to change
You cried to them saying that’s what you wanted to happen
Life isn’t fair
I meant every word
We were done.
There was nothing you could do
I know about the things you said about me.
You repeated them over and over again
I knew what you were going to do
You tried to paint me the bad guy
Make the fallout seem like my fault
What happened to you saying you would **** yourself without me?
How come saying you were done with me painted me as the terminator?
Life isn't fair
You should know that by now
Actions have consequences
If you didn’t want me to leave,
You shouldn’t have reacted the way you did
You apparently told someone what you were going to send before you did
You told my friend since preschool
They sided with you
I’ve known them my whole life
They’ve known you for not even two years
Life isn’t fair
I should know that by now
But it still hurt
I saw that text one night.
And I hate to admit it,
But I cried
Nov 12, 2024
Nov 12, 2024 at 11:00 AM UTC
I stare at the lonesome creature in the mirror;
The dull blue eyes share stories,
But they will never be told again.
The sickly pale skin yearning for the light,
The cracked lips that remained in a frown,
Limbs that looked out of place,
Hair that was wild in the worst way,
The clothes that felt like they never fit,
Was this who I was supposed to be?
Nov 11, 2024
Nov 11, 2024 at 1:21 PM UTC
Blood stains the hands of the guilty a nauseous crimson.
From first contact,
To the last breath,
Remains no emotion
Beneath their fine skin
Turning a sickly gray
From the chaos within a human,
To their ability of empathy
We are no different from the animals
We also have a purpose
But one must not be afraid of theirs
For as long as we live,
We are controlled by someone
Unknown or known to us.
Their grasp on reality isn’t as strong as ours,
For that’s why we are above them
Nov 10, 2024
Nov 10, 2024 at 4:16 PM UTC
I look at her standing in front of me;
Her eyes are empty and dead,
It reminisces her soul.
I break down seeing her,
It’s my fault she’s like this,
I am not who she wanted me to be,
I wish I can go back and fix my mistakes.
I let the tears roll down my pale cheeks.
Her face hold no emotion,
The is no string tying her down to earth,
I’m afraid she’s going to float away,
Out of my grasp,
And I won’t see her again.
I wish she can know how much she’s loved.
Her frame is slumped,
I feel nothing but guilt.
It’s all my fault.
She didn’t deserve this.
Neither did I,
But this isn’t about me,
What’s done is done,
But I wish she could have it better.
She thinks it’s all hopeless,
I want to scream that it isn’t,
I know she can’t hear me,
I’m watching her from a distance,
As invisible force keeping me from her.
I want to hug her,
Whisper to her that everything’s going to be okay,
But I can’t.
What’s done is done.
So take me home to the life I wish I could change.
Nov 10, 2024
Nov 10, 2024 at 1:25 PM UTC
I recall the little white house,
With the navy porch
It stood next to the gray house that was once green
That big maple tree resided in the back
The inside was spacious
The ceilings reached the sky
Up the carpeted stairs,
There’s a little room
That room had memories,
That will forever remain inside the walls
The tears the remained in the floors,
The screams in the ceilings,
But the hope through the doorway
Nov 9, 2024
Nov 9, 2024 at 12:06 PM UTC
As the gods spew their inchor across the sands of time,
The ones who were deemed unworthy must revolt
Leaving nothing but ash and dust in the path of those who deserve it
Once the world comes to a halt and the flames subside,
There will only be room for improvement of society as we know it.
So don't be afraid if your knife is dull,
For once what was broken mustn’t be fixed,
Instead given new purpose if all what was given
We are the ones worthy of fame and fortune,
Yet the time for us to reign hasn’t rose like the sun
But one must watch the moon leave in order to obtain sight of the sun
Us too want nothing more that power
Tyranny has left its ****** hands on our backs,
Giving support to the blind
New doors await on the other side
Yet no one dares to take the leap
We are cowards among the gods
If we want to keep our heads,
We must let go of our souls
But keep your courage,
For that is the strongest thing of all
Nov 8, 2024
Nov 8, 2024 at 8:08 PM UTC
The hands on the clock reflect nothing more than a concept
My hands aren’t meant to keep everything on a schedule
My bones don’t bend like the rest
The eye of the world doesn’t see its flaws
With the light fading,
As everything stills,
I realized something.
Maybe I wasn’t cut out for living
But I know better than to give up.
I don’t face danger head on,
The use of my mind will get me by,
Because I can’t be reckless,
My life is on the line,
And I play a fair game.
So when my pawn becomes a king,
and I obtain power,
I will dominate in my field of life
The flowers around will bloom,
And the earth will course through our veins.
For my casket will be bare until I decide I’m going to reside
I will find a new place to call home in the meantime,
But when I watch the moon fall,
The tears will follow
For I stand in my wake,
Of a stream I have yet to experience.
Nov 8, 2024
Nov 8, 2024 at 10:17 AM UTC
Heat and hearth give birth to the pain of the people
Burning down whatever was created
Blowing away the ash left behind from memories
The wind whispering tyranny into the ears of the leaders
Portraying violence among the people we once called friends
The understandings of a mind get burned
Causing strain in society
There is no more room for hope
The noose is around our necks
We are getting whipped into place
One foot out of line and we’re gone
The fear coursing through our veins should be replace with anger
Anger towards those who wrong us
The ones who decide what we can and can’t do
The ones who say they’re doing it in the name of God
Well, I hate to break it to you
There is no God,
There is no one coming for us except ourselves
Nov 8, 2024
Nov 8, 2024 at 7:11 AM UTC
As if our stars were crossed
Our fate was left in the cruel hands of the gods
Slowly compiling us into madness.
For as the gods stand,
We are the ones they look down upon.
For that is why we change the course of history
To feel alive.
Something the gods will never feel
Nov 7, 2024
Nov 7, 2024 at 7:56 AM UTC