nate1990
Musician / / It all started with music / But that's only half of an emotion / I want 360 emotion. / / So I stated writing. / Violent / Negative / Disgusting words. / Words of pain / Words that are swept under the rug like crumbs rushed to avoid the eyes of guests. / / I lay my skeletons on the lawn. / It's Halloween 24/7 / / Life is pain. / Words are words. / Letters to sounds. / Dialect of emotion. / / It's not for you, it's for me. / But I also share. / Common feelings / / Words have a tendency to strike a nerve / But that's only because you've given athority / Over them to do so. / / Peace and love / And all that jazz.~
It's been a while
Boxes upon boxes
Of unorganized ponder's...
Thoughts,
Day dreams......
Wishes...
No hope to sort through it all
A lit cigarette smolders
tangles It's compelling scent
throughout the void
Sigh.
A single match teasing it's unparalleled aptitude, as it dances between my fingers.
By the stoke of a single feathery touch
All is erased.
Aug 28, 2016
Aug 28, 2016 at 1:54 AM UTC
*I don't write poems
I live through words
I don't know how to haiku
How about you?
Do you even stanza bro?
No..
I don't.
And I don't really care
Get lost.
Or
Out of here?
See its complicated.
Misinterpreted.
I live through words.
I don't write poems.
Picture this as a mirror
Your reading a reflection.
Past tense representation.
A thought " selfie"
Tomorrow I'll look back
Probably find something I lack
I don't stanza bro.
I just live.
Through words.
I don't write poems*
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
You couldn't tell by looking
Or even asking for that matter.
That I'm not alright.
Every day is the worst day of my life.
It's just a cycle
I think.
**** everything.
For the most part.
I mean. I do smile
When I see someone **** up.
Satisfaction comes from sadistic reaction.
That's just me.
I hate me.
But...
Who really likes themselves anyways?
Even the most narcissistic animals
Bathe in self pitty from time to time.
Though I've seemed to have drowned in it.
I like the smell of it.
It's hell.
But...
That's just me.
A selfish ****
But you could never tell by looking..
Or asking.
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
It always changes
Never stays the same
Left in the dark
Force fed the blame
*Locked in prejudice tides of emotion
Drowning in the swell of your ocean*
It always changes
Never stays the same
Painting the white to grey
Painting the white to grey.
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 11:21 AM UTC
I've built these flames so high
With passion that's eating me alive
They once served me
With their warm
Graceful licks
And angelic light
Guiding me
Comforting me.
Now,
Becoming so out of controll
I can't stand within one hundred miles
How I wish I didn't work so hard
To gain everything at once.
I just want it now.
I just want it all.
Consume me and take my body
Leave the ashes as proof
That
Slow and steady wins the race.
You will get there.
Don't let greed's vicious-
Serpent like tongue
Taste upon your motivation
It will rob you
Of everything.
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 6:56 PM UTC
It can't
Ever be
Like before
Before it was
Was before
And before it was
Was it ever be ?
So it is.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 12:18 AM UTC
*Life's a smoking gun
It's either hit or miss.
Whether your wrong or right
The scent of your intention
Always sticks around
For a minute or two....*
Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 1:10 PM UTC
*Staring at the ground
Moping in the weather
Try to turn around.
Wondering if I'll ever
be loved
By someone like you*
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
Silence
Unsolicited silence
Barging into the very midst
Of a lucid daydream
With intentions
To suffocate
A train of thought
Destined for elightenment
Perfectly executed
It despises all intentions
To become conscious
Blaring in monotone fashion
Silence
Deafening the very ears
That fall upon it.
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 5:44 PM UTC
Just a voice
Inside a void
Of lustful emphasization
His mother quick
To silence him
Before the deposition
In fear of recognition
Of her actions to be held
Accountable for raising another
**** stain like herself.
One time stand
Engraved with blood
Stamped across his head
The quiet voice
Inside the void
Spoke louder as he fled.
"You ******* *****
You wasted me
I never had a chance"
The tiny voice
Inside the void
A Victim
Of romance?
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:44 PM UTC