Riot - Hello Poetry

Feb 2015

JustChloe

I thought we where friends
but her shorts showed to much skin
her body invited me in
her screams where uniformed
her skin was just to warm
I could tell she wanted more
by the hairs standing on her arms
why was she fighting back?
maybe she needed a drink
maybe acholol will help her think
I got up for a second
but she tried to run away
I tied her to my desk
until she knew she wanted to stay
I tried to give her acohol
but she spat in my face
I shoved the glass in her mouth
all she needed was a taste
While I was waiting for the acohol
to make the change
she started to get loud
screamed she would get saved
so i punched her in the face
It wasnt me
dont you see
she wanted me too
her shorts were to short
she showed to much skin
when she walked into my classroom
she basically invited me in

I just wanted to share thier mindset no matter how ******* up it is.

Feb 2015

JustChloe

Death

Death is not freedom
Death is the option where you no longer make choices

Riot Feb 2015

money troubles

you're words are soft
but cut so deep
they drive a hole into my cheek
your tears are cold
but storms unfold
as we **** ourselves for silver and gold
money falls
burning right through our fragile walls
people on the street fighting for pennys

and we're walking on

singing all about our troubles
in our bubbles
making it rain
but i'm still from the hood in my brain
buying clothes for fun
got 99 problems but a dollar ain't one

walking down the street while angels digging through the trash
hoping for the day they're "free at last free at last"

we **** ourselves
for diamonds
hoping nobody can find them
running marathons for paper chains
drilling it into our brains we need it
the better life
while our souls burn in bank accounts and my dear wife
doesnt believe
money is the root of everything
so she left me
with my family
but i still got my maid
having money troubles
isn't "not having enough"
it's not having it to blame

Feb 2015

JustChloe

Enough

I wish you where enough
To give oxygen to my dead lungs
To teach my heart how to beat
To show me how to give love

I wish you where enough
To show me what real
Make me feel whole
Teach me how to feel

I wish you where enough
To give me hope
Make me wanna live with myself
Help me throw away my rope

I wish you where enough
To give me enough strength
To send my demons away
So we can be happy

I wish you where enough
To save me

Enough is a really weird word.

Feb 2015

Thomas EG

Crash

Uncertainty fills the air
And suddenly I'm not so sure.
Nostalgia begins to decay
But why?
Heavy, heavier...
I inhale and sigh with, what, exasperation?
Creation?
These are all mere distractions
To prevent myself from colliding
With myself,
With how I feel.
Emotional trauma, Part I -
Coming soon to a childhood near you!
We laugh it off
But it does not leave us.
Nothing can leave us
As easily as you walked away
That night.
I will not forget what I saw.
Engraved in my brain
Causing me to crumble
Tumble, tumble...
**Crash.

#nostalgia #emotions #uncertainty #childhood #collision #crash #trauma #distractions

Riot Feb 2015

love

Love is when I put my head on your shoulder and its as if nothing is missing in my life
Love is when I don't have to say anything before you tell me
"don't worry, we'll get through this together"
Love is when I can rest my head on your lap, close my eyes, and feel safe
Love is when every argument we have ends with "I love you"
Love is when nothing can stand against our two flames
Love is you and me against the world baby

Happy valentines day

#love #valentine #valentinesday

Riot Feb 2015

her

You take her for granted
You take her and slam her
She's a party favour for you friends to enjoy
While you play drinking games on her bones

Her eyes tell her story
Which is why she closes them tight
She never wants to remember that night

And when her baby cries
She remembers her own
Now she has to raise this baby alone