Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
dee-william
dee-william
Let my poetry speak my life. If it's not much then there's a reason.
As I Walk on Tears, The Moon follows me. She knows my every move, My every heart beat. As I walk on Tears, This is my Pain, I'm alone. My Tears are my road. I'm on my own. My Tears are Mine, And yet I don't cry. I wake up empty. Daily, my emotion's dry. My Tears are mine, And the mood ask why? It's hard to explain, Because on the inside, I've died.
0
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 2:51 PM UTC
Walking On Tears.
Dee William As I walk the lonely road. The wind below my feet. The trees back and forth. The water flows down the creek. I’m number one. There’s no one to stalk me. No clowning. No joking. No sunshine to mock me. I can’t share my thoughts. I’m completely trapped inside. My pain, I’ve fought. My tears, they hide. Jailed like a caged bird. I utter not a word. No convo with a girl. My sanity has been hurled. Who can understand me? The question to ask. There’s nowhere to go. I’m trapped like a rat No one knows me That’s why I’m so lonely I want her to say “Hold me.” Or “Control me.” I miss you Luna. I hope you come back soon. My love that rules the sky. It is you who makes me smile. My one and true love. Only you make me feel alive.
0
Nov 9, 2015
Nov 9, 2015 at 12:57 PM UTC
The Magic
As I walk the lonely road. The wind below my feet. The trees back and forth. The water flows down the creek. I’m number one. There’s no one to stalk me. No clowning. No joking. No sunshine to mock me. I can’t share my thoughts. I’m completely trapped inside. My pain, I’ve fought. My tears, they hide. Jailed like a caged bird. I utter not a word. No convo with a girl. My sanity has been hurled. No one understands. And that’s the simple truth. There’s no help. No escape. And no hope. I’ve accepted, I’m a man. With pain in his roots. That’s what’s felt. Is the hate With no home. My friendship has limits, For they’re human as well They can feel but so much For the rest is pure Hell. No one knows me That’s why I’m so lonely Maybe that’s the way it’ll stay The suns my tormentor, My agony’s lender. I ask it to please go away. I miss you Luna. My love who rules the sky. I hope you come back soon. It is you who makes me smile. Only you can make me fly. My true love Simply the Full Moon.
0
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 7:10 PM UTC
Where’s the Moon?
"I want you" was my second language, only her heart can comprehend. Listen.
0
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 3:27 PM UTC
Listen.
I sing to the moon. My eyes speak truth when they say, "You are beautiful"
0
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 2:39 PM UTC
Beauty not on Earth.
When I see the beauty of a woman, it reminds me how good of an artist God really is.
0
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
Untitled
You can act out love, but what happens when the show is over?
0
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 2:27 PM UTC
Untitled
I think it's crazy that the world thinks I'm the world itself is crazy itself.
0
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 2:27 PM UTC
Untitled
Cut me. Scratch me. Punch me. Slap me. Leave me a ****** mess. Break my bones. Knock out my teeth. Kick me while I’m down. Make it hard to move. Leave deep scars and marks. Carve your victory in my skull. Run me over. My pain is your gain. Sprain muscles. Tear limbs from limbs. Call me names. Torture my wounds with salt. Burn my clothes. Destroy my words. Watch tears fall and laugh. Bring up my past and tell the world. Curse me out in the worst way. Do what you want, But stay away from my heart. That’s off limits.
0
Mar 9, 2015
Mar 9, 2015 at 3:06 PM UTC
Hurt Me.
Darryl Tibbs. What is truth? Is its meaning valid? Does it speak concrete? Or will it be a habit? Is it more than just the tongue? Does it transform shapes? How can I trust her? When I’ve never seen her face? Her words are exciting. They persuade me to speak. I want more and more. Of her I truly think. The thing is how do I know? How can I trust? How can I believe? When I’ve never even touched? Everyday seems true though. So I guess I’ll take it slow. She could be the one. Hey you may never know. Stranger things have happened. Life’s not always about fun. Yet still I can’t help but think. Is truth only off the tongue?
0
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
A True Tongue.