Standing in front of the mirror,
She saw traces of her mother.
Neither as thick as leather;
nor soft as the flowers of heather.
Few minutes passed...
In her mind,emotions crashed.
memories hatched,
nothing matched.
Few hours passed by,
tears slowly saying bye
a face still marked with a sigh
but her self esteem was high.
For she knew that life would go on
but,everyday she gave a struggling moan.
She loved to be cared but,sympathy had long been gone.
She seemed to be struggling on her own throne.
She believed in God,
because,everybody worshiped the lord.
but now she seemed to doubt the strong hold,
she turned out to be too bold.
Is it a mistake or not she'll see
one day all her remorse would leave her free.
Independent of any plea,
Full of glee,
From this treacherous land she'll flee.
Oct 11, 2016
Oct 11, 2016 at 2:30 AM UTC
I was a lost broken soul,
Living in my own miserable world.
Drifting from place to place,
Couldn't keep up with the pace,
Of all the chaos around me.
Then he came along,
He was like no other.
My own knight in shining armor,
But his armor wasn't so bright.
It was dark like my soul, for he too had a dark past.
He brightens up my day.
His eyes glimmer with happiness.
His heart beats with love for me.
Our souls become one, when we are together.
He is my world, nothing else matters.
We mend each others hearts.
He makes me whole, makes me feel special.
I feel like I can take on the world,
With him by my side.
He is my Joker, and I'm his Harley Quinn.
Together we can win this battle.
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 8:01 PM UTC
"I'd strike the Heavens if they struck me!" - Ahab
Dear god, just a few questions
(I know how busy you are):
Where were you when the stray bullet
found the skull of the little girl
in the sandbox at the playground
(another drug deal gone wrong)
-Were you smelling your flowers?-
or when the machetes flashed and
loped off the hands of the tribal others
-Were you admiring one of your sunsets?-
I know you have never ever visited
the Balkans where men were lined up
and forced to watch their mothers,
wives and daughters being gang *****
-Maybe you had a cold then.-
and I never caught a glimpse of you
in Viet Nam where the ****** fell
like your gentle rain on the innocents
and my partner was cut in half
by a burst from a 40 caliber machine gun
-Were you cutting a ribbon at a new cathedral?-
or later when I went mad and ended up
committed, in jail, alone, broken
-Temporary deafness?-
or when my brother was set up and busted
by a corrupt attorney general
and when my mother died a horrible
long slobbering death by Alzheimer's
-More busy days?-
so I guess I only really have one question:
exactly what good are you?
~mce
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 11:57 AM UTC
What am I supposed to do?
Am I inlove with you?
I'm not sure,
I don't quite understand the meaning of love.
You say you love me, you care for me..
But how can I be sure...
You treat me like ****
You have changed, we have changed..
I don't think this will work..
I worry day and night, wondering if you'll be alright.
I just want to cry..
This is not how relationships are supposed to be..
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 7:46 PM UTC
"Who are you?"
Those words pierce through me like knives in my heart.
Wish I could help you remember.
You are different now.
I do not recognize you, even though I "know" you.
I don't understand how you can be so close to someone and then they not have a clue as to who you are.
It's so painful.
I hope I will get you back.
Things will never be the same.
I don't want to lose you...again..
I want to help...
But how?!?
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
I would wake in fright,
Screaming your name.
Daddy!?! Daddy!?!
Where are you?!?
But you never came...
As the years grew,
I called your name less.
Knew you didn't care,
You never did,
And never will.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 12:08 PM UTC
Thank you for making this world confused,
Thought that badge was supposed to be a symbol to protect and serve,
Now I don’t even know what the hell to call you,
Justice is coming vengeance will happen for they will get what they deserve.
We got to stop this somehow of this police brutality,
How can we depend on the government and the law for any emergency?
Cause cops and government doesn’t have any humanity,
They just make thing worse and make a bigger tragedy.
They have a license to ****
Doesn’t matter if your black, white, brown in the eyes of a cop,
To them it just all fun and thrills,
Seems to me like what's right or wrong we do we're all going to get shot.
Let the saliva goo stick and feel ashamed when I spit in your face,
There is proof of videos and stories that they don’t really care no matter how angry we get or just feel blue,
I always will be against them in my eyes they're a disgrace,
You can ignore it or hate the fact that this is mostly true.
By Jacob Cuadro
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 11:53 AM UTC
The lights flicker
I see a blade in my hand
Not only a blade
A blade of Scarlet red
And a young girl lays there at her desk
Stabbed through the heart
And her throat ripped apart
I stole her soul
She's dead
Now I'm going to move to my next victim
I'm going to knock down your door
So you know I'm coming
Because you're my next victim
And I plan on stalking you
I'm going to ruin your life
I am going to go to your school
Pretend to be a student and torture you
I'll be everywhere
Even in your dreams
I'm going to make you miserable
Like all my victims
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 10:10 PM UTC
If only you could see yourself through my eyes,
Then you'll be able to see what you mean to me.
You'll see that I love you dearly, I cherish everything about you.
I love your smile,
The sound of your laughter,
The way your eyes sparkle with happiness,
All your little dumb jokes.
It drives me crazy when I'm away from you,
It drives me crazy when I'm with you,
But I wouldn't have it any other way.
I love everything about you.
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 10:00 PM UTC