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discolored-fire
discolored-fire
The beginning of purpose is found in creating something that only you understand. That is why i am a discolored fire.
make it easy on yourself and pick apart each one of my bones let me know what you have seen while you ignite every part of me screams drown in my lungs i can feel it almost there corrupted minds are too far gone and way beyond repair and if i lose my mind or choke on fear my dear please save yourself, my dear please save yourself i've lost my mind i would give you all my breath a breathless, twisted life i'd live for you a never ending novocaine will strip me of my pain but i'd never tell
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC
save yourself
i have lost my oldest home in the f a l l i n g rain i can smell gasoline and now i know what i've done i can't see you i can't know you can you show me who i used to be
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
i'm losing
i gave you all the best of me all i lacked was sanity the pieces of my peace of mind were always very hard to find but your faith in me is all i need to complete the picture that was burned you held the match i poured the gas we wore no masks because our lungs had already turned black
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Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 9:19 PM UTC
Burns
Dear friend, I've been missing you to death Years a prisoner and you're finally free I hope its everything you hoped it would be Your mind hung your soul on a string and dangled it in front of you They painted your black eyes a shade of blue Instead of one life you had two You were never a stranger to me Your eyes mirrored everything you wanted me to see A mind full of wonder but so very far from wonderful Because Your twisted mind made lies out of your eyes Truth is something you gain through pain You know that very well Sorry Excuse me I meant "knew" Because you are gone You left me half alive on the floor But the door is still open I could see you again But I know you'd never let me in Heaven forbid
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC
Dear Friend
I hate that feeling.            that feeling when you're sad, But you have no idea why.            You feel so **** void, but nothing has happened.            They ask you what is wrong, but you can not explain.            Or they did not ask anything, I do not know what is worse.            It just feels like I miss someone, someone I never met.            I need someone who does not need me. Loneliness hovers over me,            takes control of me. I do not even care.            I extricate itself from the goals. Sadness for now is my best and only friend.            I begin to hate myself and I want everyone to leave me alone.           At the same time, I want someone to hug me and           told me that everything will be okay. **I just hate that feeling. That feeling, when you do not even know what the hell you feel.**
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:37 PM UTC
That Feeling
I worry (a lot) when I think (of other girls) about how they (shine) sparkle and radiate beauty and about how I could be (brighter) (and) nothing hurts worse than thinking about not being with (you) my love, my heart because I know you (deserve the) best, you are my (sun), moon and stars
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Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:37 PM UTC
A Girl & The Universe
**I remember when I was around six soon to be seven We met on a plain grassy field, the first place where our lips, never touched. You swore this was not a game, but why did you bring the dice this time?** *Oh what did I bring? Nothing but this blanket covered in dust. Was I too lazy to brush the memories? No, I just could not imagine our childhood being in the air. I reach for your hand, like a baby reaches for their bottle. Silly is not? Please just listen. The crickets are still and accept us. No coyote is howling at our skin. You swear a tree is falling, but how sure are you about that?* **Now we are nineteen and moving on to our twenties. You swear that we have changed, but all I notice is our age becoming older. More memories with our wings damaged.** *My wings? Oh, you care to know now, they are shattered as you left. I have one healthy wing, the other is bruised and crippled. Why?* **You can answer that one, with your memories and imagination.**
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Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 12:10 PM UTC
Our Wings
Lets raise a black flag for the dark times we've had And let the white one burn because it is our turn and we'll never surrender again And then we'll dance in tears of rain And wash the fears away For our troubled minds have found refuge in words Our screams were never heard So we turned into birds For we just long to belong So we migrated To a home we created inside our heads They will never care that we had to tear Through flesh and bone To take control of our minds that owned us This home doesn't exist Its a figment of our imagination But creation Is the only thing keeping us alive
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
Refuge
I am hollow and afraid I wonder - do they see my pain? I hear echoes of the rain       the downpour inside my brain I see the drops falling down I want to stop them, but I am hollow and afraid I pretend I am fine, but I feel very far from fine I run my fingers through my hair I fear judgement, everywhere I cry inside, but only there, for I am hollow and afraid I know they say "life is a wonder" I say life is a four-letter word I dream of death, desolation, disaster I just want it all to end, because I am so hollow and so afraid
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 11:11 PM UTC
No Title (Jill's Poem)
I came looking for answers but all i hear are whispers Of what has become of me But I've seen this coming for years Millions of tears have watered my barren wasteland of a mind Where i cant find Anything but broken glass But i walk across And try to find My minds last words Where my imagination was once pure
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Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 9:46 PM UTC
Lost My Mind