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Jul 2021 · 716
One more thing
Armand-DeamoJC Jul 2021
Before you walk away from
Everything;
Please remember
The way I loved you
Please remember
The way I still love you
Please remember
I'll always love you
I keep my promises. Sadly
Dec 2020 · 862
I'm not your son
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2020
A boy, aged eight
Asked his father a question.
"Was my birthdate,
The cause of your depression?"
The father only watched the boy
Which started to annoy
The child's thoughts
Like PTSD and gunshots.

A boy aged ten
Asked his mother the same question;
She said it was war, then
That it woke his inner aggression.
She said it probably took his soul
And one day again he'd be whole

A man aged eighteen's
asked a question by his parents
"Are you proud to have those genes?
And to be in our presence?"
He didn't have words to describe
The emotions he tried to hide.
He always sought recognition,
Not their judgemental superstition.
He wanted them to be proud,
But as expected, he bowed.

He left their presence, knowing:
That his entire life, he was growing.
To be able to handle the truth,
About his entire youth.
He was never adored or respected
His parents were to be represented
By him, and that was his goal;
NO! I Did not sell my soul

Your reputation, is not my responsibility
My future is
You can't accept that,
And I understand now.
It's time for me to leave,
This toxic representation
Of a Home
I've been partying a lot, and doing drugs, but I only thought of it to enjoy my last few months before adulthood. My parents knew what I was doing, but said nothing until they were spoken to. They never have given a **** about me, only about the way their parenting reflects from me. I should've gotten a job in the military, but they moved the application dates to next year. Last I heard. My father kept it from me, until the day before applications. He told me there's a drug test and I won't pass it, I'll only destroy his name. I stopped smoking **** and popping pills before my exams started, but there's no trust. This was my childhood and I've decided that I've been blind for too long
Nov 2020 · 785
I have to be wise
Armand-DeamoJC Nov 2020
My demise
I cannot despise
I'll look it in the eyes
And accept my poem dies
I'll soar in the skies
For days
While nobody cries
And everyone strives
After their derives
I'll end up rich and alone some day. I just feel it
Oct 2020 · 2.1k
Highschool
Armand-DeamoJC Oct 2020
When I met you I thought my life would change
I thought my life would have meaning
I thought I was becoming a man

When I met you
My life changed
Not the way I expected though

I stopped doing drugs and smoking
I found love and loved it
I found friendship and cherished it
Friendship betrayed me soon after
Love sent me on my way
I became a party animal
And drug addict

Highschool
When I met you
I thought my life would have meaning,
But my thoughts were deceiving
I was blind to what I was seeing
And lost myself

Tomorrow I'll send you on your way
And there'll be no way to make me stay
I'll never forget you
I'll never regret you
I'll never miss you
Tomorrow my life will change,
But wasn't that how all this started
Just frightened about leaving home and joining the military
Oct 2020 · 200
Change
Armand-DeamoJC Oct 2020
I used to be adored
Now I am abhorred
A lot of people used to like my character and want me around, because to be honest I was an addict and a party animal. Nowadays I stay at home or chill with friends and smoke some ****, but now I'm suddenly hated. Doesn't really bother me, but sometimes it bothers me how quickly others show their true colours
Sep 2020 · 353
The life of a Mechanic
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2020
Mum said be a doctor, but no
I didn't like school, glad to go
I became a mechanic instead
It caught my heart in 10th grade
I could do better in life, compared
To my grades, my life is made

I prefer a simple life
Where my biggest problems are finding the bolt that just fell down into a void
Where my daily irritations are losing a spanner or socket
My worst encounters would be a client that insists on knowing the problem
My best moments would be spending time with friends and family
My best days would be vacations

I don't want to be a doctor
And worry about a cancer patient
Or huge accident coming in
I don't want to be irritated by nurses or patients that don't listen
I don't want my worst encounter to be losing someone's life
I don't want my best moments to be having expensive things to show off
I definitely don't want my best days to be going home and sleeping early
I started working on engines when I was 15 and fell in love. I've been doing it as a part time job these days, because I'm busy with exams, but when I'm done I want to study further. I want to be rich, most people desire riches, but I want to like my job. So starting small for experience while studying hard for qualifications, I might get a good position at a company
Sep 2020 · 301
What if
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2020
I never smoked the first cigarette
I never smoked the first joint
I never drank the first beer
I never snorted the first line
I never popped the first pill
I never dropped the first stamp
I never met you
I never found love
I never lost my heart
I never lost my religion
I never lost my friends
I never lost myself
Would I still
Smoke
Do drugs
Drink
Have no real friends
Have no ability to see another woman as she is and not how I want her to be
Would I still look at someone else
And wish
She's you
Sep 2020 · 496
Northless-South Pole
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2020
I want to meet my opposite,
And attract to her beauty.
We'll find places to visit,
And travel around free.

I want her to not be afraid of being afraid
To not be afraid of not knowing
I want to know that we're made
I want us to be glowing
Her positivity
My negativity
Together an eternity
Sep 2020 · 714
Please Share
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2020
I wish I were richer
I wish I were smarter
Or in a better political situation
Send help
Please Send Help
South Africa is falling
The government cannot protect us
The government is too corrupt
The government keep making mistakes
Political parties in the country are killing farmers
Caucasian Farmers
Political parties in the country are promoting ****** of Caucasian men, woman and children.
Black Lives matter
What about the rest of us?
Don't we all belong as equals?
Send Help
Please Send Help
South Africa is falling
They're burning our buildings
They're burning the country
Our government prioritises money
Over the welfare of our people
One president to steal money and another to come
Send Help
Please Send Help
South Africa
Is Falling
Women are being *****. Children are being *****. Men are being murdered. The people of this country are going to begin an uprising. Send Help
Sep 2020 · 625
Self Harm
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2020
On the floor again
Unconscious again
I'm screaming for help again
Dad's working again
You have no memory again
The neighbors took us to the hospital again
Everyone knows your bipolar now
Everyone thinks my mom's crazy
She's not. Why do I have to fight to convince myself she's not.
Mom why do you give up?
Mom what's wrong!?
Mom is it us?
Mom is it dad?
Mom what happened?
WHY DON'T YOU WANT TO LIVE?
The beeping monitor disturbed my thoughts
And there you were again
Yourself, with eyes wide open
And a weak body once more
Being told what you did to *yourself
My mother was diagnosed with bipolar disorder 9 years ago. I found this in one of my books I used to read beside her bed. She takes her meds these days, but my whole life I thought it was my birth or the way my sister and I treat each other that triggered her, but it was her own childhood of being beated and *****
Sep 2020 · 102
I don't want to grow old
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2020
I wanna see the horrors of this world and hate it
I wanna see the wonders of this world and love it
I wanna find love and cherish it
I wanna die young and regret it
Sep 2020 · 64
(Re)Quest for love
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2020
My thirst for appreciation
Is like my hunger for prosperity
This restless relaxation
Is evolving into lethal severity
I wish for a love with no separation
Let me meet her in perpendicularity

Our different paths may cross
And our hearts may bond
I want a best friend, not a boss
I want a love that shines far beyond

Am I seeking an irregularity
Or just an unpopularity
It has to be possible
For it is only plausible
I don't want *** anymore. I just want someone better than my ex
Jul 2020 · 1.0k
Irrelevance
Armand-DeamoJC Jul 2020
Life is a delusion of meaning,
We seek direction without seeing.
Death is deceived as the end,
For none accept it is meant.
The people will forever live a lie,
We're not meant to live, but die.

Infinite possibilities of history,
But one day it won't be me.
Ineffable beauty we all desire,
Nefarious cruelty we all will acquire.

The only greatness we will find,
Is that destiny is very unkind.
Cupid is ****** and love's a lie,
Another arrow, and I will die.

Let me feel love again,
To leave this world in pain.
I'm not a poet anymore,
But maybe I never were.

The words here, I have said,
Are the memories I have bled.
Heal me, but never take my scars,
Feel me, for I'll be amongst the stars.
For death is darkness right?
In space, there is no ligh.
Forever, I'll float into the abyss,
And maybe find something to miss.
Death might not be the end, it might actually be what we're meant for. What if you wake up again and you're in space. A star, or a planet. There are so many possibilities that some of us will make history, but I won't. We expect too much and receive the opposite. Love kills more that it creates, yet we desire it. I only speak of experience, a lot of other people have different lives, but too many share the same as I. Losing it all again, and again, and again. We only learn that we are irrelevant and family is the only love
Mar 2020 · 119
Saddest poem ever
Armand-DeamoJC Mar 2020
People never change;
they adapt or
learn to do things differently

-she
I remember that I told her I'd change and make everything right. She was right. People don't change, but she has a better life now right? Right? RIGHT!?
Mar 2020 · 87
The unsent poem
Armand-DeamoJC Mar 2020
--I wish I gave this to you, I wish you would read this, and if fate would have it, you would. I wish these feelings would not still be true, but they are, and maybe... just maybe yours might still be, but it's been so long. Too long, but here it is--

Don't go, my Belle

I feel the atoms vibrating within my body
and named it your sweet touch
I see the stars, when your lips intertwine
in a silky embrace with mine

I cannot lose it, I love you too much
Forgive all my flaws, it's not a crush
I promise you, for in all my life
I'll find a way, for you to be my wife

I know that for if we'd be torn apart
The angels would weep
and I'd be cursed with no sleep

You are like my *******
and always stuck in my brain
Yet the thought of you keeps me sane;
So please, let's just go kiss in the rain
I'll take the demons from your brain

Baby let me hold you, and keep you safe
I'll fill, your blank half, to the grave
I'll always make you feel alright
never again, will we fight

I love the way you look in red,
and I love, you choose black instead
I love your nails, coloured blue
I love your "I love you"
I love it that your socks are green,
and your room is never clean.
oh baby I love you
and everything you do

Baby please... oh please don't go
for to live without you, I don't know
and when the rain calms
I'll hold you tightly in my arms

I'll hold you until we're grey
I just don't hope you'll ever say
I don't love you anymore
I wrote this for my ex the day before we broke up. I never gave it to her, everything happened suddenly. 2 years apart, and I still love her. 2 years apart, and I've heard she misses me.

I doubt
Armand-DeamoJC Mar 2020
Let me catch the virus,
Let my lungs ache like my heart did
To get away from your blue iris
Maybe of you, my mind would be rid

Away from the hatred and fake love,
Away from the memories and mistakes
I'll be sky high, this time above
Just walking around, is all it takes

I'll keep forgetting my mask,
I'll lose all my gloves
Infect me, is all I ask
For I'm not the one she loves

Spread to me, and I shall keep you
Just walking around, is all I've to do
Feb 2020 · 59
Worth
Armand-DeamoJC Feb 2020
Is this life worth
What we think
Or utter to ink
Since our birth

Is it worth, religion?
For speak no suspicion
'tis a crime like treason
With none to reason

Is is worth love?
Climbing mountains so rough
Only to fall from high above
And be told life is tough

Is it worth excitement?
For 'tis not permanent,
Yet this fulfillment
Brings enlightenment.

Is it worth fighting?
Victory feels enchanting,
Whilst defeat, discouraging;
Feb 2020 · 278
Thirty
Armand-DeamoJC Feb 2020
Your liver thinks you're too thirsty
Your mind runs off drugs
You'll be dead before thirty
Or killed off by thugs

You escape this reality
to where, what does it give you
You've only escaped your mortality
for your death is long overdue

You were humble, you were frightening
Now you stumble, and stopped with fighting
Where's the real you gone?
for this one's almost done!

You'll be dead before thirty
"Though will you live to thirty?"
What people tell me, and the final quote is a quote of my words. I think changing the perspective for myself and the other people would be a good change, but then again. Other's won't be able to cope with my lifestyle
Jan 2020 · 73
High 673 Days
Armand-DeamoJC Jan 2020
I've been stuck in a haze
Between taking drugs and alcohol
and burning methanol

The fun
the sun
now means none

Repellent to being sober
I'll be so high man, **** the moon
During the day; 'till it's over
I'll be so drunk man, ******* soon

I'll take more and more and more
To **** this negative seed
More, More, More this haze I will adore
Till my nose and eyes bleed

Next day I wake
Ready to bake
New memories to make
New memories to take

Drown back, drown pain!
Before that seed comes back
To force me to repeat; again
Never-ending, until I crack
They say it will never cost more days than the amount of days you had with someone, to be able to move on. I beg to differ. Being sober never helped, never said the drugs do, but they make it bearable. Driving, riding, racing past my limits helps the mind clear. Sometimes we need to lose control of something to be able to feel as if you can get control of it
Oct 2019 · 229
Nothing
Armand-DeamoJC Oct 2019
I don't feel the words I speak
I don't feel my heart beat
The smile in my story
Is gone like my body

I've been scarred too much
With this thing 'love's touch

You did this to me
This time I tried my best
To save the rest
Yet it would not be

The book of life
The pages now have text
To close my book is next
Though my story'd be silent
For this end will be violent

The torn pages
Were the worst stages
I'd wish no eye
To see the reasons why

I leave to the moon tonight
Maybe there I'd shine bright
This is the end of my fight
Close your eyes darling, goodnight

Yet
Poetry used to help me escape my emotion. Though I lost my words, I lost it all, I'd wish no poet to lose their words. (To my sunshine: Maybe it'll work out one day... I'll be waiting for you on the other side of the stars
Sep 2019 · 175
Exhausted
Armand-DeamoJC Sep 2019
Of doing even a little effort
for too much gives no result
Is it time to resort
to measures worse than assault

I preach of loving yourself
yet I despise myself
One cannot explain oneself;
How much of an urge to **** this self
Aug 2019 · 454
We Vibe
Armand-DeamoJC Aug 2019
Her pristine blue eyes
of crystalline seas
reflect the clear blue skies
as she gazes at ease
Jul 2019 · 160
Entitled by Mistakes
Armand-DeamoJC Jul 2019
She's being characterized
instead of sympathized
By her first actions
and by all fractions
Jun 2019 · 207
Love
Armand-DeamoJC Jun 2019
Tickle me with your sweet touch
Deceivingly irresistible

Torture me with your words
Until it breaks me
Feed me your poison
Until it kills me

Hold me tight with your alluring arms
Until you strangle me
With your
Atrocity

Kiss me with your beautiful lips
With my closed eyes
I will silently enjoy
Until you swallow me
With my addiction
To killing myself with you

Poison me
Strangle me
Swallow me
I'm more broken
Than I'll ever be
Apr 2019 · 181
She. Her. Us
Armand-DeamoJC Apr 2019
Yesterday's tears
are tomorrow's fears
Today's pain
is tomorrow's gain
Yesterday's sad
is today's bad
and tomorrow's mad

Pain ends the same, in madness
Armand-DeamoJC Apr 2019
I know you still share feelings                    (a)
Though, with different meanings              (a)
for I remember:                                             (c)

Your heart gazed into my ego                      (d)
Your crystalline eyes                                    (e)
with pristine seas                                          (f)
Melted my heart, like that of ice                 (g)
Your lips, rewrote my affection                  (h)

Things might be different                           (i)
Though I might now be an insurgent       (i)
for if I re-render:                                          (c)

Your lips, told me to go                              (d)
on the most obscure days                           (e)
in a world of dying trees                            (f)
with no breath, like lab mice                     (g)
I tied a noose, with my rejection               (h)
A poem to my beloved, to whom I say thank you for making me push to the point where I wanted to take my own life. I still love you and I know you love me too, but it's the worst kind of love you can find
Apr 2019 · 212
Untitled
Armand-DeamoJC Apr 2019
You tried to help,
But I kept on breaking you
Over
And over
And over
Mar 2019 · 491
Endlessness
Armand-DeamoJC Mar 2019
Three years ago my eyes were caught
My words were not abroad
My life had many empty pages
My heart had many empty stages

Two years ago my eyes were taken
My heart was not mistaken
My life was re-written, on all pages
My heart was a concert, with full stages

One year ago, my eyes were mournful
My heart felt painful
Marks left of torn pages
Silence again, with no stages

Today is the day in between
Yesterday was the day to mourn
Tomorrow I will be reborn
I hope of love, never before seen
This is actually a confusing one. Three years ago I met the girl that most of my poems are about, two years ago we've been together for almost a year, last year, before we were together for 2 years, we broke up. Yesterday was the 'anniversary' of us being apart for a year, and today is the day in between. Yesterday, the day that I finally got over her, and tomorrow, the day I'm meeting a girl I've been talking to for a few months online. I really like her, and I think it's time to move on
Feb 2019 · 324
Untitled
Armand-DeamoJC Feb 2019
She's an angel among all the stars
She's a healer of all one's scars
She's the usual customer in bars
She has wicked, poisonous claws
She's the winner, of all draws
She's the breaker of all laws
Feb 2019 · 227
Untitled
Armand-DeamoJC Feb 2019
Did I pass the test oh sweet sorrow
Should I close my eyes till morrow
To see if I need a heart to borrow
I'll search for a path to follow
Within your heart that's so hollow
Oh sweet life, what do I owe
To see your beautiful face tomorrow
Feb 2019 · 244
Untitled
Armand-DeamoJC Feb 2019
If I could choose
I'd go back and love you all over again
Though did destiny not tear us apart?
Did fate seek us to meet again?
Did cupid
Intend on pulling his arrow
Stuck in our hearts?
Jan 2019 · 233
The mind speaks
Armand-DeamoJC Jan 2019
I dreamed a sweet dream last night
and for a moment all was right
We were together again
and we kissed in the rain
Your hands were stroking my back
As I was kissing your neck
We were perfectly cut out
in a vision soon to be about
********
I dreamed a bitter dream last night
We were together again
With all love and pain
Kissing in the rain
Eyes blinked, you out of sight
Eyes open, empty arms in bed
I wish we'd be together instead
I still love you, and seek your touch
Jan 2019 · 195
Lost words, found acts
Armand-DeamoJC Jan 2019
I want to help you
I may not involve
Though I wish I could help
Though I wish I didn't even meet you
I have a lost for all words
Holding my hand over my heart
Hearing it slowly beat your name
Till it doesn't
Broken hearts cannot utter
Jan 2019 · 356
Confinement
Armand-DeamoJC Jan 2019
Did you ever truly love me?
You sure as hell don't anymore
But I still do, and I always will
Jan 2019 · 268
Heavy Hearted
Armand-DeamoJC Jan 2019
Innocent souls, meant to strive
Dark demons, allowed to live

Casualties that had it all
That should've kept it all

Words escaping
This ravaged reaping
My bestfriend and my oldest highschool friend has grown sick
Jan 2019 · 348
Holder of thy heart
Armand-DeamoJC Jan 2019
Dear holder of thy heart
Please protect, the priceless
It might need some glue
So fix it for you

Dear holder of thy heart
Please revive, the unending love
I tore it, twice apart

Dear holder of thy soul
Please know I love her
Letting her go
Was worse than trying to forget

Dear lover of my true love
Take care of her
For I love her till this day
Treat her well
Like I should have

Dear husband of my true love
Love her, adore her, and always keep her
Let her strive
Let her live
She's a wild soul, concealed by a broken heart
I hope you still treat her well, I hope
Dec 2018 · 539
Time flew by
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
So fast I couldn't hold on
No darling, I didn't let go
Time flied
You followed their lead
With your darkened wings
Dec 2018 · 283
Elucidation
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
What would be my fixation
It never worked, feeling sensation
It only filled me with frustration
leaving me with temptation

Breaking my concentration
Simply by losing my validation
Dec 2018 · 212
State of mind
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
My state of mind
has grown very unkind
If only time could rewind
I'd have picked the right side
I chose the wrong people at the wrong time, but it's how life goes, we can be sad, we can be mad,
Dec 2018 · 634
Sandman Called
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
Hey, did you hear?
Sandman called yesterday
He asked me why my dreams are dead
He asked me about my nightmares
and how he couldn't change them into dreams

Hey, did you hear?
Sandman called yesterday
He asked me if I wanted depression
He's selling it on special
By the cost of a broken heart
I wonder where my dreams went,  I wonder why they left
Dec 2018 · 462
Survive
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
I survived the wrath of depression
once again
Was I too scared to cut deeper
for once
Was there not enough blood
To bleed
Was the blade too blunt
To cut
Were my tears too much
To see
I tried to commit suicide again yesterday, I just didn't want to live anymore. With everything taken away from me, every dream and anything I actually enjoyed... gone. My leg can't even move, but I guess surviving meant something for the future?
Dec 2018 · 169
Beat my dreams
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
I dreamed to use the talent of both my hands
You beat the idea down
Lying to my face
Breaking my biggest dream

I dreamed to use the talent of my hands and feet
You beat the idea right back down
Lying to yourself
Breaking my final dream
Goodbye dreams, goodbye trust, goodbye myself.
Dec 2018 · 304
My Grave
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
Don't bring me a single flower
or even dare to cry in the shower
My life was lived to the most
as I will end with a silent toast

You forced me back into my shadow
You forced my pain onto my sorrow
Where were you as I grew up
There you are as I've grown up

Shade my colours, and cut my feathers
Tear my light, and break my heart
Break my mind
For I know you won't handle a minute
Inside my mind
Only seconds can break you
More than years have
Done ruthlessly to me
I give up in my house, I give up on my parents, I give up on this life. If I cannot go any further when I'm supposed to strive, how will I even make it further
Dec 2018 · 213
I had a dance with death
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
Though I wish it were a marriage
So it could all end
Dec 2018 · 144
She said she'd love me
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
Then she stopped
She broke me
Then she left
Dec 2018 · 163
Shorty
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
By your first embrace
To your final refrase
I will let you sustain
What in my heart remain

Remember, my heart slowly grows
Where as yours just fondly flows
As the rose is the winter flower
I will love you by every hour
Great times or bad
You'll be my favourite sour
I might be just another young lad
That came into your life,
Though I'll make you my wife

From when you first wept
To your final step
I'll hold your hand, all the way
As I'll do it every day
Dec 2018 · 371
Withered Affection
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
We, together
Were perfection
They described us as Bonnie and Clyde,
Astronauts on Mars,
Romeo and Juliet,
Archaeologists at the pyramids
We were the king and queen

Screams of torment
Cries of sadness
Pain of love
Pain
What sweet nefarious
Necessity
Pain
My ex and I were perfect, then pain
Dec 2018 · 377
I defined love
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
Love, what sweet despair
and what mournful joy
Is love, having a wife
To hold at night
To kiss after work
or
Is love, changing the lonely shower
into the ******* hour
To hold at night
To make love with after work;
Though:
Is love, the poison of our hearts
and the fuel of despair
To cry at night
To drink after work
Love is always defined by a family or it's defined with ***, but no person can argue. Love hurts us, and it breaks us, it uses us
Dec 2018 · 304
Fresh
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
The winter air, everywhere
Our hands, intertwined
The world around us, quiet
Our eyes, gazing
The people, watching
Young love, careless

Then I remember,
it's a memory
An old memory, take me back please
Dec 2018 · 414
Suicide; the question
Armand-DeamoJC Dec 2018
Does it end here;
in my hands;
where it began,
inside my mind,
where the war
would be silenced
******
Or would it be pausing
to once begin
when I have no defense
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