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trulytyran
trulytyran
22/M I am the pause before the applause. / I am the moon before the sun. / I am the pen before the paper. / Poems posted here are created by me. Copyright ©2016. All Rights Reserved.
*My mind is in a foggy state when I’m waking. Condensation leaking from my concentration. Can’t tell the difference, what’s real or my imagination. How can I keep my world from quaking when every little thing grows bigger and the ground starts shaking? Conscience coincide with science. I could never follow trends, I’m too defiant. Indigo until the end, I’m too reliant. I **** everything in silence... You and I, a plus. Me? Alone? Minus*
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Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 12:08 PM UTC
Minus
I'm losing colors in my waters. The fog in my brain is thickening and I'm afraid there is a monster. My breath is steady quickening, what if I think I'm the imposter? The thought of it is sickening, but up there is a higher place of not racing in thinking things. With my back against an old tree, I hope no one can find me. If they don't understand what's going on with me then I can't withstand the barriers of my sensitivity, and the sea of regret comes rushing rapidly. I'm prone in the force of my zone. I knew something was altered when I felt it in my bones. Stay committed and I fit in where the normal don't belong. There's a black sheep in my home. It's funny how I always feel alone, even with familiar faces smiling through the phone. You've felt it before, but that'll change when I'm gone and the mic is on the floor.
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Nov 16, 2017
Nov 16, 2017 at 7:56 AM UTC
Black Sheep
Hope below the moonlight Invested in nonsense Believing if there's hope Life won't need to end Childhood, so sweet, put holes in my teeth Innocent nightmares bear cruel realities They grow there Hope below the moonlight Invested in nonsense Believing if there's hope Passion grows, endlessly She was wrong Fire gets the rain Smiles wither Teeth rot Empathy opens Invites love Invites pain Time expedites The threshold dips lower & lower The balance upsets Love disappears Pain envelopes Now I can't feel Why would I not want that?
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Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 11:54 AM UTC
Nothing Left to Say| 2. Catharsis
Hear the heart cry **** the lungs dry I give you time I give you sweat & blood I give you devotion I give you love In offer Bite the lip numb Make me succumb I give you time I give you sweat & blood I give you devotion I give you love In offer Angels of envy Give sacrifice While I admire The view from here In quiet night In shapeless shadow I scry & chant The view from here                                                         hurts.
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Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 11:49 AM UTC
Nothing Left to Say| 1. Incantation
*I️ am a lonely faucet crying crocodile tears. Bound to the fear of facing my fears. What I see ahead of me is darkness beheading me; any future is dead to me. I am a zombie, I slipped like I'm wasted and feeling sloppy. Currents take me to the flood to drown me in tsunami with my senses left behind me; everything is dead around me. Life can be a hex, overdosing stress. The moon will call and after all, the colony recalls. Better on and better off.*
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Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 11:44 AM UTC
Fog In The Brain
We are all dancers with words together connect with a creative invisible cord laced in a melody that plays from heart.
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 2:33 AM UTC
We Poets
There is an endless brutality Mixed inside this gentle soul. And it takes it out, On the one most ill-suited to sustain it's relentless attacks. To understand it requires: A Kindred Spirit, With an Unrequited Love... It isn't that I feed off negativity, I simply force myself into a dark room and light a single candle. I take the dark, and t̶u̶r̶n̶ ̶i̶t̶ Transform it into something else.... Entirely different from the shattered form, Others saw it as. Think of the earth With all the roots Stabbing the soil. How they may sprout into beautiful flowers, Given a few tears, And the light of the sun... But I work in the opposite way. I live on in dreams. Picture it, Hope. The one emotion that seems, ever so far away. But we cling to it! So, I feed on Hope ............Continue, Without it, I will die!
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC
Brutality
*Figured you had enough because I'm alone. Dialing to call your bluff but there is no tone. You think you wanted more, but I could've shown you more. Figured I fell too deep in the abyss of my dreams. Underwater underworld, don't wake me from sleep. Figured that you figured me out, but nothing's what it seems. Prescribe me prescriptions to bottle these emotions, devour my devotion and keep refills in motion. Above the surface is dry but underneath is an ocean.*
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 10:20 AM UTC
Figures
Tainted by the truth, I fail before the finish line. I fell the more I closed my eyes, and it's the easy way to get away, to contemplate, is it my turn today? To see what's left after fate is to no longer see anyway. Fixated, I'm bound to the stake. Chest ripped wide open, here's my heart to take. You thought love was fake until you felt the warmth I gave, but then it was too late. I'm hanging by a string, I might let go of this thing that's been keeping me from being me. With no options to weigh, I pull myself away.
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Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 8:54 AM UTC
Thinking At The Brink
Mama, where is the light? I'm lost in my direction, my heart beats deep in the night. You were the only one who'd listen but I continued to hide behind the truth that wasn't missing. You are gone and I'm still living but not really living. Nothing but pain that I've been given, I've been driven to the neverland of nothingness. Mama gave her all and nothing less, but what she left behind was all a mess. She was here and felt pain but still loved the same way and that was a beautiful gift. Only for her sake, I will never take no one else for granted that way. Picture waking up from a bad dream, mama is fixing herself something to eat. I'm so happy she's here, I don't want her to leave, but she looks at me sadly like she couldn't believe. Only then I realized, I'm still in a bad dream.
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Oct 29, 2017
Oct 29, 2017 at 2:58 PM UTC
From Her Son