ridley-mcnabbWhisper

Canadian
Sort
A Better Place (A Jew's Perspective)I close my eyes and imagine... / I imagine a place with no hatred / A place with no discrimination
74
Jan 27, 2013
A noteTo whomever is reading this, / First off, let it be known that I do not seek attention, nor do I wish it even in the slightest. See, I most certainly do prefer to be on my own. The spotlight's far too bright anyway. Or at least, that's what I'm trying to tell myself. However, I still can't seem to shake the feeling that this could very well be a cry for help, and that somehow, these words are my last hope. But then again, it is just another humid night, and maybe I'm only writing to make use of my time as I've come to the realization that I won't be falling asleep at any point soon. / I thought I was doing better, I honestly did. I'd started talking to my friends again. Laughing, sharing jokes, maybe even throwing in a genuine smile every once in a while. I mean, I sure as hell knew that I still had a long ways to go, but, things were finally starting to look up for me. Or so it seemed.
13
May 21, 2013
A RealizationI need to stop lying to myself. / The truth is right in front of me; all around me. It surrounds me everywhere I go, and it's finally time to just let it in and accept it. / I'm not happy.
28
Feb 25, 2013
A Road To NowhereThere is a road / That I'm walking along. / A winding, curving road.
16
Jan 25, 2013
A Stranger With Some MemoriesIt was incomprehensible, the way he looked at me / Like a stranger. / An exhanged glance with someone you've never known before.
17
Jan 25, 2013
A ToastHere's to the l o n e r s / who'd give anything for someone to sit with / or a kind smile in the hallways
33
Feb 12, 2013
At this momentEvery minute, / twitter receives ninety eight / thousand tweets
116
Sep 19, 2013
Deadly OpponentI am the sticky *** of bubble gum / clinging to the soles of your new sneakers. / I am the early morning hangover
36
Jun 7, 2013
DifferentI always knew I was different. / Although, at the time, I couldn't pinpoint it exactly– / what was I doing that was so contrary
93
Aug 3, 2013
Double-edged KnifeThere was a certain beauty / that could be seen within her ugliness. / There was a certain clarity
18
Feb 4, 2013
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write