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 1d Ted
Kalliope
I'm a house haunted by our future
And things you've said
New buyers come through  and I scare them away.

You're planning a new build with someone else,

How lovely.
It's 8 am
And I'm sick again
I want to not be like this
 1d Ted
Damocles
I promise I’m not trying to tear you from your energy
Shadows dancing in you like your enemies
A matinee of all your memories
Ping pong nerves trying to tear you out of me
Still beating despite the scars etched in effigy.

I still see you when the lights get low,
Glad you haunt me even I can do this on my own
Got a few demons on my shoulder keeping company.
I’d give you my soul but it’s out on loan
Signed documents to give me closure
If only for exposure
Penning my words a one way discourse
Discussed in my disgust, but who am I to bemoan?

I’m just traveling on distant shores,
Sinking to the bottom,
Losing myself in lore
Pretense in my pretend
My fiction is makeup over the real
A bruise concealed
But the truth revealed is my pain is raw like a bad tooth
Exposed like a nerve root
Play violin chords in my heart strings
And watch as I dissipate.

Do you still see me when the light gets low?
Do you know I haunt you when you’re on your own?
Glad to keep you company
Spare me a moment for your sympathy
As we mourn in morning light
And give me the night, the night, the night .
Sometimes you wear masks to hide the real pain and sometimes you feel like a ghost because you’re so lost in the fiction of pretending to be ok.
I'm not really a child anymore
Though, in ways, I feel like I am?
Because I was forced to grow up
Well beyond my years
Look after Mum
Look after my brother
Look after myself
Look after the house
Feed the pets
Try hard in school, but fail
And eventually stop giving a **** all together
It just never seems to end
Mum and Rick are on and off again
There's still excessive drugs, music and alcohol in the house
On the dining room table
Of all places
The ashtray over flowing with cigarette butts
The walls covered in nicotine
It's thicker now
This seems normal  
I guess I'm finally used to it
Or maybe I'm institutionalised
A friend is at my house
Rick keeps saying that she's cute
Keeps trying to give her valiums and ****
This makes my blood boil
You're dating and living with my Mum
What the actual ******* ****
You're so much older than her
What the **** is wrong with you?!
Another pig to add to the list of men
Or maybe it's the other way around (?)
When will the list ever end
Rhetorical question
I'm roughly sixteen now
I have issues with my memory
Perhaps it's a coping mechanism
To block certain things out
I'm chatting to a guy from High School
MSN Messenger
He's older than me
4 and a half years
But age is just a number in my head
We talk
We flirt
We meet up
We ****
I'm the first from the group to lose their virginity
The girls were shocked but somehow I'm not
It was painful and beautiful simultaneously
To this day it's one of my favourite times
Despite the pain
We were listening to Linkin Park
With multi-media visualisations on
At the time it was hot
I was too scared to go on top
One of our favourite bands
We bonded over music
I strongly believe
The same taste in music is like a soul connection
He was sweet
Asked me for consent repeatedly
Made sure I was sure
Which made me like him even more  
He's still older than me
So it's technically statutory ****
I technically can't give consent
But I don't care
And I'll never report him
I'm in love
Still living at home
Still hate it
Still wish I was never born
But I guess he makes life a little more bearable
Dangerous maybe
Exciting
Risky
Rebellious
I'm hooked
Hook, line and sinker
Mum doesn't like him
Because he's older
Dad feels the same
From miles and miles away
But I don't care
Home still makes me sad
But it's a numb kind of sad now
Like it's normal to feel this way
I just accept it
It is what it is
Can't change it
Just **** it up and deal with it
Is my mentality
So I spend a lot of time with him
I'm drinking heavily now
Smoking ****
Ditched school and became a waitress
Which the councillors didn't like at all
But **** them
I don't care
Never got into smoking though
Which is kind of a surprise..
**** is definitely the gateway drug
Now I'm under-age clubbing
Staying in hotels
Room service
What a rush
Party drugs
I love everyone!
I love myself!
I've never felt like this!
This is the happiest I've been in my entire life
Which is kind of sad  
Wish I could feel like this all of the time
My eyes the size of golf *****
Chewing gum
Eyes rolling in the back of my head
Dancing like nobody is watching
Day N Night by Kid Cudi playing
And strobe lights
It's all so ******* beautiful
I feel alive for once in my miserable ******* life!
For all the wrong reasons
Drugs just numb everything
I'm addicted to the numbing
Next morning
I feel like my brain and body has been completely drained of serotonin
Miserable again, at best
Dancing, ecstasy and love
That's all I want
Such sweet euphoria
I want more
Decide to double drop
Bad idea..
Almost die in a fast food bathroom
I'm scared to do that again
For a while
I just wanna be happy
Numb myself
I found myself chasing the next high
Some drugs will take your ******* soul
If you let it
Never touching that again
The morning after I wanted to jump off of the balcony
Couldn't stop crying
Looking over the edge
A negative voice in my head with my voice
Yelling at me
While I'm looking over the edge
"Just ******* do it"
The voice is angry and sad
I realise it's my ******* voice
I never touched it again
Once was enough
I realise I'm on the wrong path
The ultimate rebellion
I've become an absolute hellion
I figure I deserve a bit of fun
And what's done is done 
I'm completely numb
Wrong is right
And right is wrong
Maybe this is where I belong
No going back
To be continued ..
 1d Ted
rick
pitiful
 1d Ted
rick
these people

I can’t see them anymore
I don’t want to see them anymore
I have no desire to see them anymore

I never think about
phoning them or
messaging them or
stopping by to say “hi.”

I don’t care about
what’s happening
in their lives or
who they’re dating
or what memories
we had together

yet they insist, they demand
that I visit them
that I sit down with them
that I talk about nothing important
with them

and I can’t say no

because I know how it feels:

during those times,
when I was down and out
and needed someone
to turn to, to talk to
but there was no one around
I felt the terror & the darkness
constricting my cold and lonely heart
as all the vitality and connection was draining
from my ventricles of ire
like blood from a stone

and so much of that
over a lengthy period of time
has made me a lot stronger,
more independent from people
and maybe even borderline aloof
from all human interaction

I no longer need them
I no longer want them around

but I can’t let anyone
feel that same way
that I felt

so long ago.

pitiful.
 1d Ted
rick
I watch her apply creams and lotions to her face through the steamed glass of the shower door before lathering, rinsing off and stepping out.

she greets me at the bathmat with a towel,
then towels me off and flashes me the most
beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. I smile back,
feeling more understood and less misconstrued as she pats and wipes the beads of water away.

it’s moments like these that can make a man
crumble into submission, capturing the quick
glimpses of the joy and the gentle peace from
another beautiful soul when there’s so much
terror, fame & corruption reigning down in
this misbegotten world.

we stand there facing one another

we don’t have to be anybody
we don’t have to be anyplace
we don’t have to worry about anything
we can just simply enjoy each other’s company

looking deep into the eyes
she caresses my beard
she understands me
she takes care of me

& it’s nice to be taken of
especially after a lifetime
of taking care of yourself

I stand there feeling the good times pass
as she dries my ***** with this
lucratively warm towel.
first poem I wrote about my Vietnamese lady friend
 1d Ted
C Conner
Kneeling at your headstone
Where nature stopped mourning
The grass has grown tall here and
Your silence strong.
I know you’re free from the body
And the sins of our fathers
Chiseled on dry bones
But my flesh begs for your return
I dreamed you are sleeping
A polarized bad dream
Where I have to let go
But  I’ll just wake you now
I’ll give you my breath
To breath in
To open your eyes
I’ll give you my all
For the chance to stand near you
And shed tears of forgiveness
But I don’t want you to fall.
You will always be safe here
Safe in this song
May you live In this poem
As the shadows grow long.
No I'm not.
I'm human,
I made mistakes,
So don't tell me I'm "perfect"
When I have,
Told lies,
Spread gossip,
Held onto darkness.
And am taking responsibility
For it.
Then trying to spread positivity.
It started as a whisper
Very faint
Almost inaudible
I thought I was maybe hearing things
Thought my mind was playing tricks on me
I manage to ignore it this time
But not for long..  
Gradually it gets louder
And louder
It's deafening
The self deprecating, hating, negative voice in my head
It's so ******* loud now
It's ******* deafening
It's like a banshee screaming at this point
I try to drown it out
With anything I can get my hands on
Alcohol
Drugs
Medication
Music
Sleep
Work
Nothing ******* works
I try to ignore it
But it's always there
Watching me
Waiting for me in the shadows
I'm a fighter
But I'll be honest, I don't have much fight left in me
I've grown tired
It's in my soul
In my bones
Like a shadow hanging over me
That just keeps growing
There is no light
Just sadness, anger, tiredness
It's evil
It's relentless
It's heavy
I feel it when I wake up
I see it in my dreams
There's no escape
Over the years it just gets worse
This is my ******* curse
Like a boulder that is slowly crushing me
I am losing this fight
Inevitably
Sooner or later
This will be deadly
 2d Ted
Damocles
She smells of lilac and lemon
A side note of lavender and honey
Immediately parched, parsed for words
I am hungry.

Her voice was breathy and melodious.
Like the songs of robins or sparrows,
Caught in a cacophony of words —
Bouncing along my ears, popping like ticklish bubbles.

I am lost in her,
Like a labyrinth,
With each turn I take I find myself
Finger trailing more curves,
Finding my grip along the creases of soft skin.

A simple smile,
Feels like I am ice facing the sun —
Melting in an instance
A puddle of wet, watery mess
Caught formless to her elegance.

Our lips meet,
Magnetic attraction,
Glued silken colored contrasts
Ruby red, and pale peach
Collide as tongues joust for dominance.

She tastes like
Cantaloupe mixed with salt and caramel,
Wild berries in yogurt,
Savory, sweet, fruit like
Intoxicating like margaritas or too many appletinis
I’m floating on weak knees,
Captivated and drunk from her radiant being.

And as the night passes,
And the dim lights shoot aflame,
I am there as her sensuality flows like an artery vein
And I dare to bite in, and drain her for a while,
Aloft lost in her like a wandering vagrant
She’ll take me home, and treat me like all the other strays.
Romance and nuance are what I'm all about these days.
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