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BSeuss Mar 2017
We live in a time where people forget their family ties.
On pursuit of a new look.
We forget our friends birthdays until it pops up on Facebook.
Complaining is a new way to get through the day,
and we deny that we feel not so great.
Keeping real friends is a complex campaign,
and we look away when passing a new face.
The past can be held against us,
No matter our accomplished steps.
We wake wishing for luck,
and go to sleep in a mess.
We forget our own hearts.
We let our heads cloud our time.
People beg for loose change.
People walk right by.
Others give them a chance, to stop begging and work.
Some gladly accept.
Some stay in the dirt.
This life is a test. Please stand by.
The answer is not death.
The question is not life
We live in a time where people forget their family ties.
On pursuit of a new look.
We forget our friends birthdays until it pops up on Facebook.
This life is a test. Please stand by.
The answer is not death.
The question is not life
~B-Hypez
BSeuss Jul 2017
How many times did you read this sentence before you found the mistake?
The mistake is simple....
BSeuss Oct 2017
I grade myself too much,
although I am the teacher,
write a poem, tear it up,
before there are any readers.

I rate myself too much,
although im not the audience,
click post poem, delete it later,
thinking no likes means no reminisce.

I hated myself once,
before I could make fun,
trauma days embarrassing ways that this day was not reachable from.

I choose to lighten up,
maybe buy some wine.
take a walk get chased by a dog
then stop and ask it why.
BSeuss Mar 2016
all my life,
ive torn myself apart
and threw the pieces at other people.
because no one wanted me as a whole.
to this day, that truth stands.
BSeuss Jul 2017
I layed there in the dark,
waiting for perhaps a revelation.

I woke to the light,
hoping for a miracle of sorts.
For a transformation of my life,
in a way that leaves me better off.

But the truth settles in,
I can only do this with action.

A child like hope will no longer do.

I must move in life to manifest my own.
Although my dreams have lead my head,
I can no longer wish.

I have wished & wished again & again.
As if speaking with a dying breath.

I layed their In the dark.

Waiting, wishing, hoping.

However,
I see that I have to be the life change.

I woke to the light.

Times have drastically changed,
& I must come back to life,
with all the strength I have.

Its not as hard as I made it to myself,
But It will never be easy.

And that is okay,
that is the way it must be.

I can make the change that I hoped for.
I can be the change I want to see in life.

I woke to the light.

To realize that the pain is only a teacher.

A lesson in a loss,
a siren of our own misfortune.

But it is not to the end we feel the weight.

Times change & so does what hurts us.

Darkness is not there to take away light.
The Light is not there to blind us.

Darkness is simply the absence of light.

Yet a certain amount of dark is needed,
to see the stars at night

There is no bad in light or dark in nature.
It is simply how life Coexists with us.

Your darkness does pass,
as does your light.

Just as they both come back,
but neither is present at the same time.

In the end your light will be all that stays.

Realize the good in the bad.
Accept the bad in the good.

Life slows down for none,
& it's never too late to stand back up

We layed there in the dark,
to wake to the light.
If it's too dark, turn on the light. If it's still dark,  open your eyes
BSeuss Nov 2015
She stared at me with the devils horns in her eyes,
that I didn't see due to the blinding love in my heart.
The hands of hers I took to be angel wings were truly
the talons of a malevolent creature. And within the
moment she appeared into my life, she faded into
the shaded night. With my souls blood on her teeth.
Seeking, ever so scarcely, for her next victim. To be
trapped by the hymn she sings.
sometimes what you wish for the most comes to you in the love of a person. but the devil is disguised as this person.
BSeuss Jul 2017
I sometimes walk back into a public establishment, for a logical reason in myself, simply because I've  seen a person who looked curios to me. When I notice that they are no longer their as I enter and take my seat, I continue on. Nothing changes.

I've come a long long way.
When I was a little boy, I would breakdown in tamper-tantrums, because someone I cared about for no reason had disappeared,  never to be seen again.

(Hi, may I have a large coffee, please. That's all)
It is what is.
I guess I'm still me at heart.
Professor thoughts.
Transcendent soul.
But a kid, when I laugh.
I am still the kid I was..... difference is, I have to go to work now.
BSeuss Jul 2017
You people leave me so ******* up.
Your world leaves me so ******* up that I find myself resisting temptations of unhealthy thrill, just to feel alive.
Yet it's my job to make you feel alive,
and our job to make each other feel alive.
You people leave me so ******* up.
...tell me I'm wrong.
Are you happy with this society.
(Edited and censored.  Sorry)
BSeuss Nov 2015
would you believe me, if I told you.
that everyone
has thought a lot.
that everyone
has said a lot.
that everyone
has done a lot.

that everyone
has not thought enough.
that everyone
has not said enough.
that everyone
has not done enough.

And would you believe me, if I said.
that many of the things
that you've  thought,
that you've  said,
that you've done,
saved you  from death.

and that many of the things
you won't think,
that you wont speak,
that you wont do anything about,
can still **** you.

would you believe me?

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