Why am I afraid?
Outside the spotlight,
Do I think I'll fade?
Is that why I feel such a fright?
I'm hiding from the man in the mask.
I'm worried to pass under the arch.
So before I go I want to ask,
Why are you afraid of the dark?
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
Splatter paint has stained
His sunlit skin
Blacks, blues, and grays chained
Him to his sin
Painted words have trained
Him on what could have been
His charcoal tears
Paved roads as they fell
And after years
I'm still under his spell
His streets still refuse to disappear,
Still lead me out of my hell
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
My notebook has been left blank since that day...
This is the story I didn't write down.
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:27 PM UTC
How can I write poetry about you,
when you've never compared
my eyes to
the sea during a storm.
or told me I have galaxies inside me?
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 6:13 PM UTC
and i guess i'm just asking,
if all the things you said to yourself, appeared on your body,
would you still be beautiful?
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:04 AM UTC
BUT NOBODY TOLD ME THE FUNERAL NEVER ENDS.
IT'S BEEN ELEVEN YEARS NOW, AND THE CASKET'S STILL LOWERING.
"LEAVE ME HERE MOM. LEAVE ME HERE. I'M DEAD TOO."
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
I could sing a song
Would they listen?
I realized something today
After months of figuring
Who am I?
I am me.
And who is me?
Someone to warm your cold hand
Someone to protect your battling soul
Someone to bandage your ****** heart
Someone to trust you when you can't
Someone to sing you asleep
I'll tell you a story of a girl I knew
Who couldn't fix herself quite right
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 4:37 PM UTC
The nightmare you wake up to at 2am,
You look around the room and see a figure,
A person,
Then you stare at it and realise its staring back at you,
As it creeps closer to you,
The darkness that figure is,
Consumes you,
Only for you to wake up from a nightmare,
Looking in a mirror.
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
Instead of throwing into a wishing well;
Go save another child,
Go save lives in another country.
Because every second 1.78 people die,
107 deaths per minute,
6390 per hour,
153000 per day,
56.0 million deaths a year,
3.9 billion per average lifetime.
Maybe even someone you know.
Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 12:53 PM UTC
The pretty rose was full of thorns,
But that knowledge came far to late.
Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 10:14 PM UTC