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 Jul 2012 Jared
Mariya Timkovsky
When the petals of a rose begin to wilt,
I drown it with water until there is no more.
The rose has lived for far too long
And I am determined for it to keep on living.
But the discoloration has already begun.
The sun whose laughter used to make the rose redden with glee
Is now disfigured by the clouds.
They play tricks on my eye
With their friendly shapes
When really they’re tears on the verge of pouring down my face.
The rose will not die!
I will mend it with my tears,
With my bare hands if I have to.
But when light blinds instead of nourishes,
I cannot help but be discouraged.
The slightly edited version!
 Jul 2012 Jared
Naomi Hartnell
Fractured  heart, remaining defiant

Numb in the face of adoration

She could  have  it all

Relish his love

If it wasn't for

Her own self applied sedation





Insides bleak, cold like stone

A prisoner within herself

Banished to the dark

If only she would take the chance

Let him ignite her tormented heart

Her one true love

Him her spark.
 Jul 2012 Jared
Paul Bolton
Chances I’ve missed and dreams gone astray
Unspoken words when I’ve nothing to say
Paths that I’ve taken that have led me to here
All that i see always seems so unclear

Those that I've ran from and those that I’ve chased
Love's that I’ve lost and battles I’ve faced
Riddles I have in the depths of my mind
Answers i search for but failing to find*


© 2012 Paul Bolton
 Jul 2012 Jared
Sacrelicious
Inherited family curses.
Selling my soul,
away to
earn entrance into the womb.

Months of sleepless nights.
For my Mother as she tossed & turned
in agonizing pain.

All for her little Demon.

Done crawled out
6 days late and backwards.

Vomiting tar,
screaming curses.

Some mistakes are better left
unspoken, unseen and unheard.

I was born
under a starless sky.

Darkness is all,
I know.

Until I can
spread my decayed,
skeleton wings
&
descend down.

To the City of Fire.

I will be all black,
nothing more.

Death.
Sorrow.
&
Despair.  

Oh Father,
would be proud.
 Jul 2012 Jared
Rose
Razor blade lullaby,
Come kiss my pain Good-Bye,
You're my only friend on this cold dark night.

Razor blade lullaby,
I listen to you when I can't sleep at night,
You take away all my fright.

Razor blade lullaby,
I always keep you by my side,
Just incase I start to feel like suicide.

Razor blade lullaby,
Darken those thoughs I think inside,
Numb the pain that I can't hide.

— The End —