The words you produce are poison
The type that spreads fear
It's an echo of oppression
That mutters close to ear
You think it's just for fun
Just a quick win
For you it's a passing comment
But for me it's embedded in my skin
'They're just words' you say,
You're a freak, man, ****
'Remember what you're worth'
That's what it really like,
You don't think before you say
Whenever you speak these slurs
You perpetuate the hate
Masking me in caricatures
So next time you begin to say,
Those little words to me
Please check your ego,
And ******* let me be.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC
Young is the flesh that your body may be
Frail is the mind of a body that cannot see.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
It's not fair! I say to them
But 'fair was never part of the deal'
As the blue turns into grey
I watch day after day pass by me
Keep grinding this grindstone
'To reach your goals' they say
So i'll keep writing and writing
Churning into this machine day after day
The embrace of keys to words
To make sentences of meaning
Eventually i'll get to the finish line
One punctuation and comma at a time.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 11:28 AM UTC
You, it's all about you,
Why, it's your subjectivity,
Oh, the pause between sentences
You make me feel alive.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC
I'm writing high on life
With the clock ticking away
I dream everything all at once
With images that flash by
I remember those words you spoke
The last embrace you gave me
It makes me feel spectrums
Making lines across my heart
Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 5:34 PM UTC
There’s a rubber band around me
It stretches from head to toe
I jump to extend my boundaries
With no avail I bounce back
It’s those invisible screens
Reflecting ideals and promises
Where is the freedom we dreamed?
When there’s nothing beyond
We’re our own poison
With a society so tightened
Can we try to express something?
Or are we doomed to silence
It’s harrowing beyond measure
The world that we’ve created
Carved up and delivered with,
Margins of error and doubt.
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 6:08 PM UTC
When there’s more than the shallow guise
It’s a troubled heart that’s contending
With all those misguided actions
It’s hard to feel safeguarded
Cast your iron from within,
Forget those external supports;
Your fragile casing cannot compete
With the enemy inside
So lets drink to ‘one last time’
Say ‘it’s goodbye to the false victories’
Leave that torpid mind behind
Cause we’re fighting for those understated
As we march away from the crowd
To dance around and not within
There’s a perspective we haven’t seen
Those of the in-between
Nov 10, 2014
Nov 10, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC