He tries hard
To mask what he really is
A lonely soul
Seeking another
To share his life with
To make him whole
He will spend his last
To please her
Even if she didn't want it
If she told him not to
He would only do more
For Him
SHE is EVERYTHING
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 7:36 PM UTC
She drew her in
With a smile and a laugh
She gave her something to want
To make her forget
What was really important
She forgot her priorities
And left the ones who loved her
In the dark
All for the chase
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 7:33 PM UTC
She told us she wasnt coming back
That it was her choice
But i knew
And i know
still
That some else
Is making her choices for her
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 7:27 PM UTC
Please don’t let me be like my Mother.
Don’t let me be the woman
Who never gave me a second glance
Because whenever it came to children
She stopped loving at one.
Don’t let me be
The woman who gave her all to the first born,
But when it was me
She gave it all up.
Don’t let me be the woman who smoked
Half a lung into ashes,
Every night thinking I don’t see
The grey puffs rising to my window
Darkening my room
Choking me as it slowly became the air I breathe.
When I grow up,
Don’t make me marry a man
Who never loved
And lived for numbers upon papers
Caring more about his reputation
Than his own blood he weaved into
Us.
When I grow up
Let me teach my children
Happiness and what it is like to smile,
Instead of drilling into their brains
All the reasons they should cry
And drown in their tears.
When I grow up,
Don’t let me search for my dreams
At the bottom of a shot glass
Taking more and more
As I get drunk on false, temporary happiness.
Don’t let me come home to my children,
Telling them how useless they are,
Throwing things at them
And finally collapsing into a heap of hopelessness.
Please don’t let my children
Have a father who never even cared
Enough to remember their birthdays
Let alone save them from the nightmare
That was their Mom.
Don’t let me become
The reason my children cried at their reflection
Because beauty never defined them
The reason they refused to eat
Since the flesh on their body
Kept growing in their eyes only.
Never let me be the woman
Who found only the ecstasy
She bought through men each night.
Even then it wasn’t love.
Even now it isn’t love.
She never learned to love people like me.
But I loved her.
Yet it was forced,
I only saw the mistakes she made
Every time I looked at her.
Including myself.
Please, when I grow up,
Let me learn to love my skin
And suffocate in all the things that make me
Beautiful.
Let me prove to the woman who claimed
To have raised me up
That I will never make the same errors or ever be like her.
I’ll love, I’ll live, I’ll care.
Three things she never grew up to do.
When I grow up,
Please don’t let me be like my Mother.
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
*Burning desire
The eternal flame is lit
Never going out.
Love and happiness
Romantic feelings of love
Love everlasting.
The end is coming
This love will no longer be
Time for broken hearts.
The shattered pieces
Of a heart that was once whole
A love that was strong.
Who can bring back love
Who can fix this broken heart
Make it whole again.
A bitter black heart
An empty crevice a hole
Destroyed rotted space.
Somehow it's just gone
The end took it all away
Everything is gone.
Where'd the passion go
Why did the love disappear
Why did it just end.
Who will answer me
No one knows how to answer
Maybe there is none.*
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 5:48 PM UTC
Feelings of hurt sadness and anger combined
Can't find the words to say how I feel
I feel the storm brewing deep inside
Like a volcano about to erupt
A *** of boiling water
The most mediocre and cleshay
Way to say how I feel
Would to be to just say
Im OK.
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC
His housewarming gift was a night of sweaty sheets
peeled eyelids
and restless tossing.
He lives beneath your bed,
contributing to the eerie feeling
that gives your domicile its familiarity.
Always awaiting a conversation,
but you're just so busy that he has to wait for nightfall
to whisper in you ear.
He will rarely show his face,
maybe because he's shy
or introverted.
He's lonely,
and desperately would like a friend
because you have more than enough space under your mattress.
Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 7:37 AM UTC
I once knew a kid
who smiles at little things,
who cries for stolen candies.
I once knew a kid
who cheers for fallen flowers
who jumps for random kindness of strangers.
I once knew a kid
who fights for everyone's right
who stands for people's freedom.
I once knew a kid
who would make others feel happy
who would comfort their solitude before herself.
I once knew a kid
who is afraid to die
who doesn't want to permanently close her eye.
Now, I know this kid
who screams for God's name
begging to keep her away from her mind
and to stop the burning flame.
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
Beautiful people and beautiful souls
living in a world
Full of hatred and evil
Evil people and evil souls
Hell bent on doing wrong
Full of wicked intent
They hurt others
To block the pain
Without a care in the world
Little boys and girls
Frolic and play all day
Dreaming of one day
Growing up and becoming adults
Little do they know
Being an adult isn't a luxury
They lie and cheat and steal
Only to become old, alone, and destitute
Longing for the thing they can't obtain
Intangible and unachieveable
In the eyes of many these
Are the walking dead
The soulless entities
That walk the earth feeding
On the sadness and pain of others
Broken and unfixable
My only wish
Is that I never
Become one of them.
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 2:34 PM UTC
There’s a flame
Lit with in
A flame that burns for one purpose
There’s a life
Two souls meant to be one,
But Split in two
There’s so much pain
Heart ache, for the souls that are lost
A pain meant to keep the souls apart
There is an emotion
Love
an emotion that is meant to be pure, but instead is manipulative and deceiving
Only because many souls have given up on meeting
So they began hurting and mistreating
Those who are naïve
Until it becomes a cycle of misleading
But there are those who keep on fighting
For that one who is meant to complete them
The one is meant to love them like they need them to
And at first it might seem strange
Because we don’t understand how someone
Could know what truly love is
That love is supposed to
Burn like the flame
Hurt like the pain
That you’re supposed to feel that way
Because that’s what love is meant to do
This emotion connect so many things
Not just lovers, but also friends
if you opened you heart and not your mind
You’ll find that love is very simple it’s not a technical complication or logically correct
It’s supposed to come with scars and bumps
But only because you’ll never know what’s good until you’ve dealt with bad
Love is not just a breeze
it’s a hurricane of emotions
But after its all say and done
You’ll find yourself in a place you’ve never been . . . next to the one
Jul 9, 2015
Jul 9, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC