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Yellow sun, blue sky,
Yellow sand, blue ocean,
Yellow-blue storm of emotions.
Ice
Icicles come shooting
Up out of the snow
As daggers of crystal
Pierce my skin
I cower in the corner
With the cold crawling
Hail bounces off
The heat is retreating
The sun had given up
The day is getting old
And my will is getting weaker
The frost has reach me
It is eating up my legs and hands
At last it has come
My heart is a frozen ice cube
I now am imbedded
In a glasier cage
Death asked be
"Why don't you join me in Hell?
It is a place similar to this.
Come on, I'll give you a VIP treatment."
My answer was very simple
"No thank you,
I thought about it and
All the ways I could join you,
But no.
The Hell I live in
Is a lot easier to get to.
What can I say?
I am Lazy."
Soar the sky
Fly up high
See the sun
Blanket the earth
In forever warmth
The little sparrow
Is in a nest
On a mighty branch
So many things
Can happen before
The sparrow is free
The sky is sinking
The sun is sleeping
The cold is seeping
The branch is breaking
The sparrow is falling
And it can never fly
Again
Happy and smiling
The skin on my face
Shows that I am joyful
But only on the surface
I walk through the door
And shed the day old skin
Like the snake I am within
I can finally be myself
So I drown out the noise
Around me with songs
Of heavy metal
And disappear to a world of dark
No one understands why i do it
Unless they’ve done it
We are asked to make a promise not to do it anymore
But dont ask that of us because
Its not going to happen
The best way to help is be there to support us
      Be there to love us
Be a shoulder for us to cry on
Be there for when we want to die
Be there and love us, scars and all
This is something a lot of people can struggle with whether it's self harm, eating disorder, or mental disorder. Telling us to stop isn't what we want to hear, but rather you saying I am here for you is what we want. Please remember this if you know someone that is struggling
the lights
  are going up,
the decorations
   too for my
grandson.

if not
  for him
i wouldn't
   even bother,
my life's light
  has been dead
since i lost
  my own father.

i'd love to
  thank his
mother for
  giving me,
a light of life
  for me - all
sparkly and
   Caleby.

without him,
     i'm not sure
   where i would
be in my life,
   but with him...
i get to put up
  christmas lights.

thank you for
  my everyday
gift and
christmas lights,

because;

   for him...
every day of
  my life.. .
i will fight.

'Yours and everyone's concrete-poet'
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