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  Aug 2014 Dallas Allen
Francisco DH
And we were treading the pavement with joyous steps
a building bellowed-it was a protest.
Ahead we were sister and I
When a woman charged up with black fire in her eyes.

"Go back to where you came from!"

the food was delicious but my mom's is better
the music was good it kept me dazed
but the fire in her eyes
and her strong opinionated words
has stuck with me to this day.
inspired by Countee Cullen "Incident"
  Aug 2014 Dallas Allen
Francisco DH
a little piece of a soul
and we read these stories untold
-we are all the same
Dallas Allen Aug 2014
Is the best thing that could
have happened, it has took one blade
out of my back, where you placed it.
I have been able to have my
broken limbs, and treat them as i
wish, without you fussing
over why I had them,
no more lies about my potential
no more lies about the good in me

the good in me died, when you held
my hand, and kissed my lips
and tried to build me up as your pawn
after tearing me down.

I wallow in my misery you say,
no i revel in it, accepting it,
and not lying that it is not what i deserve
it is what i deserve for once loving you,
but now where that love was,
is now teh acceptance that I am alive
to die, hopefully honorably,
but probably shamefully, by my own hand.

To think if you hadn't destroyed the sliver
of light in this soul that is now black
maybe I would not be this way,
or maybe I would still turn this way

so thank you, dear, you know who you are
when you read this, shoot for the stars,
so when your dream boat sinks
you will plummet to the ground below
and then you might see, how you took my heart,
and put where it was, a black hole
hey guys, what you  think of this poem, sorry I have not posted every other day like i try to, my mom was just in the hospital, and I have been busy taking care of my family, Write on dear readers.
  Aug 2014 Dallas Allen
Danielle Barlow
You had something good,
But you lost me.
While you wallow in your misery,
I'll be doing what I should.

*which is anything but think of you
Haha. ***** for you
Dallas Allen Aug 2014
I should cut off my ears,
I can not hear your lies,
I should cut of my nose,
so i can not smell your bull crap

I should gouge out my eyes,
so I can not see you deceiving me
I should cut out my heart
so i do not love my poison.

And slice my throat so
I no longer have to suffer your
Presences, and your absence.
And sit here in my Ignorance
it would seem I am insane, since i keep repeating a process and expecting a different result.
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