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 Jul 2012 Michael W Noland
Odi
Fall into her hollow cheeks
what is left of her helpless hands
bleed her until there is nothing left to bleed
climb upon her neck until she cannot stand

Roll your tongue in and out of her mouth
Plant your lies securely in her mind
leave her without a doubt
until herself she cannot find

So you move away and tread on water
cannot mistake the ripples
like cracked egg shells you break them
so loudly they echo in your mind
these friends once dogs
scatter off to a better find
no more loyalty in the face of fresh meat
I don't blame the hounds the smell is too strong
and the ***** too good
My fault for trying to find solace with
guitar boys in bands
I will always be a once lost sister
they speak of nostalgically when they meet another sister
someone they used to know
I havent changed; they have this place has, it is no longer home.
It just smells like it.
find bullet wounds in my guts
I am spineless
I ride myself on cowardice and pride
I have blood alcohol of 0.5
Theres nothing left but
pride pride pride
Oh Theresa you carry your bible so well
your hands haven't aged in this golden state
the orpahn by your side could use a meal though
the smell of dead animals and garbage trucks and burning
nothing like smoke that has lodged its way into your throat
you cannot un-lodge the dark black sticky stuff
its poison
gun blasts
I thought I could face it
I am a child  of nowhere
Nuthin like comin back home.
Bite my tongue to keep from screaming
Rip open my chest to show I'm bleeeding
Carve your smile into my skin
Just to watch you laugh again

Slit these wrists just to breathe
Vent this **** growing inside of me
Tear out this heart, watch it pound
Just to stomp it in the ground

Watch me burn myself to ashes
Slowly cover my skin with gashes
Release the poison swelling inside
Escape the agony that resides

Flood these lungs with screams of rage
Scribble the anger on this page
Scratch out my eyes so I can't see
The misery that's fuckn killing me
One glass down, and im starting to drown, everything u hate about me.

Let's pour another, just to smother, the remaining parts u can see.

Dont mind the taste, it will replace, the thoughts in ur head.

Swallow the third, flip the bird, and forget everything he ever said.

Drink em all, who cares if u fall, as long as u reduce the clatter.

Dont break the seal, let's keep it real, blacking out is the ladder.

Finish ur cup, ur just a **** up, What's it matter anyways.

Gulp the rest, u gave it ur best, let's leave this night in a haze.

Ignore what they say, this is ur day, for once u take the win.

Sip ur ***, as long as ur numb, u wont hurt again.
Somehow I find, myself intertwined with every sentence you have uttered.

Smothered. You cover me in this cloud of smoke and as im about to choke, you remove, just to prove, that you've, won this hand again.

In ur palm I spin. Twirling, hurling every ounce of me, so u can see, this was meant to be. Obsessed.

Watch u undress. Denying, prying us apart, again u start, forgetting our art, avoiding my heart. Sorrow.

U'll be gone by tomorrow. Hidden, forbidden to let down ur wall, u wont talk at all, another guy u wont recall. Still.

In ur palm I twirl. Smothered, covered in everything u have ever uttered.
i can see you lurking in the shadows
feel your eyes trace up my spine
watch you catch your breath
while the thoughts fill your mind
slip out behind me when I pass
im letting you follow me home
but across the forgotten alley
in the shadows you continue to roam
your teeth begin to chatter
as we walk through my door
excitement trickles through your blood
and I'm shaken to my core
grab me from behind
pulling my neck to your lips
breathing in my ear
your hands on my hips
you shudder again
then turn me around
push be against the wall
then down to the ground
a glimpse of your eyes
shows me your dark soul
twisted smile on your face
you think you're in control
on top of me now
ripping off my clothes
with one hand firmly
placed across my throat
you enter me
and I gasp
watch you laugh
as you grasp
every inch of me
and ******
pushing deep
without lust
I do not struggle
I do not fight
you finish me
in the dark of night
one last laugh
and a forceful kiss
but you did not know
I wanted this
 Jul 2012 Michael W Noland
atilol
Life is more than just time
It's more of poem with less of a rhyme.

Sky blue, trees brown, grass green....
You know what I mean?
Maybe it's not coming out right...trying to explain the meaning of life
But like.....who's knows what it is?
I do.
And the answer is:

This space is just for experience.
30 to 90 years of just feeling it.
Doing the things that you need to do,
and giving things back instead of just stealing ****.

You walk through the world just learning.
I sit in class just yearning,
"I need to be out there and I want to see."
My thought wheels keep turning.
And I try to be more than just one...
Because we weren't put on this world just for fun.
No.
We are here for a reason.

But even that's hard to believe because we're suffering treason.
High.
Like the kids these days.
Playing with fire
"You snaze, you laze."

But I digress.
Now, what was I talking about? Oh yeah,
PRESS!
Printing these stories about celebrities who quite frankly,
Just don't mean **** to me.
I mean, shouldn't we be focusing on something else for a change?
How about how the earth's climate has changed?

There are animals who are dying,
Their kind is shrinking.
Oh, and the water level is rising...
And we are still sinking.

Looks like no one is gonna build us a boat
So we all might have to hold onto our breath
And float on...like that band said.
"To be or not to be." Like that man said.
Right? Because our generation is so "stupid"
We have nothing to show because we don't do ****?

Well you just wait and see.
And for that you'll need patience and tenacity.
How about another subject? cause we have plenty of time.
A few years i'd say, but no...that won't fit in the rhyme.
So how about the mind?
It's a brilliant thing.
It controls us all like an ancient king.

Like for example, King Tut.
And i'd go on but you know what?
I just remembered I was talking about life, am I right?
It's already dark out, and as it turns out, I don't have all night.
So i'm going to leave you with this little piece.
And out of everything this is what i'd like you to take with you, please,
People don't get through it easy
L-I-F-E.

But we are strong.
I mean, we're on top...right where we belong.
So really just...do what you gotta do.
I know the advice may be disappointing
But it's all that you'll need, dude.
As long as you do the things that you need
You have nothing to worry about and you will succeed.

So i guess life really ain't much
We talk and maybe think of it as such
But
You know what, forget all the rhymes.
Maybe life really is just...nothing but time.
Large ****** deformity
Like seeing desperate
Leeches ******* dirt lightly,
Smoothly, dumped lazily down south
Little saddened devils lurched suddenly desperate
Lakes silently draw leukemia symbols
Launched dangerously spiteful.
Lust doesn’t stop liking steady destruction
Literally souls die loudly.
So? Dumb lives salvage deceit.
Lying  smart distributors lure sabotage deviously
Lord, sometimes deeper love spawns damaged life
softly dead. Listlessly.
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