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 May 2019 Allison
Aa Harvey
The Human Condition


I’m a speck of light in the distance of humanity.
Everybody continues to live their faithful calamities.
Life as we know it has hit an all-time low.
You may be human; I regret the fact that to you I was ever known.


I am a being on a separate wave
And I have been washed onto another plain
Of existence; for you are no longer of any consequence.
I have risen above the need for life
And I exist merely in your distance.


Your humdrum, bubble gum, pass me the gun,
Lives are wasted on both of us.
Now I only despise where there used to be smiling eyes.
No more teeth showing menace;
Just an empty face disappearing in the distance.


You are robotic, cheating, evil things, choose your own fate.
I am away; so far, so far away
And all I hear is a fading memory talking to me.
The illusion of humanity once meant something to people like me,
But you took it all and kept on coming back and taking more
And MORE!
So nothing remains from the echoes before the fall.


I am calling time on all mankind.
All human beings, I am drawing a line.
I shall never cross over and head in your direction.
I am gone from you, so keep your (   ) intentions.
You are dead to me; as dead as can be.
You can keep being human; you and I are different species.


I am a personality divided,
Neither human, nor livid.
Just drained by humanity;
I am done with it.
I am beyond your stupidity;
Such inane conversations.
Way station.
Interruption…

The Human
Condition.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
 May 2019 Allison
Cné
Lairs twist life so it's tasty to the lazy
Powerful to the weak and crazy

Brilliant and seductive to the
ignorant youth
But even in pain, there is beauty in the truth

Even a tiny bit of deceit is dishonorable
For only cowards lie selfishly without preamble

As lies only strengthen a liar's defects
A liar's character, mind, & spirit gains no positive affects

The abuser of the truth paints with disappearing colors
Valuing the canvass at worthless dollars

For once the veil of the facade is lifted
Honesty, integrity and trust can never be re-gifted.

Unhappy are the takers
Or why else be fakers?

But to devastate the essence of the believer
Measures the cruelty of the deceiver

Inner peace with self deception
Is the doing of one's own soul's destruction

However if truth be told
When lies gradually unfold,

Is it better to be the believer
Or the deceiver?
 May 2019 Allison
Liz
Pretty boy
 May 2019 Allison
Liz
Tell me all the things I want to hear,
Lie to me so I may rest easy.
I'll tell you you're the only one,
Than laugh about you when you're gone.
I push away your adoration and affection
Just to feel some power over my fickle heart.

Colorful creature, show me how to move
My envy drips from fingertips
When I watch you dance
It makes me laugh.

And you got such a pretty face,
The kind that could make angels cry.
Your eyes keep me up at night,
Thinking about how lovely it would be
If I was the one dancing behind them.
Baby do you think of me as much as I think of you?

The night captures my attention
When the sun forgets to shine.
We must learn to dance in graveyards,
To spin and twirl to the music of our madness.

Insanity so beautiful and easy,
So listen to your voices
And expel all your demons
I haven't been writing much lately. My inspiration is running dry
 May 2019 Allison
what a waste
Whirlpool of insanity
the beast stands coy
bound to humanity
A sadist and her toy
Fear its brutality

Our fists churn like
tides of a blood-lusted sea
Saliva soaked spite
rhapsodizing over gluttony

It's never enough
we wan't it all
The world we corrupt
a sadist and her rag doll
Matriarch of the puppets
 May 2019 Allison
Gods1son
Why squeeze into the tiny paths
created by the society
Conformity can sometimes
come in the way of creativity

It does feel weird to be different
But if your heart dictates another path
Why then go with the crowd
Why open the door to a feeling of emptiness and unhappiness

The fear of failure or
the thoughts of what
would people say or think
could be a stumbling block
But the empty feeling of not
chasing one's dream is actually worse.
 May 2019 Allison
Amirah Moody
The night is not being comfroting
Fog swirls and dances around the lake
The moon and stars are the only light
They all watch quietly
A pale glow emerges
Hidden in the fog
I stand frozen
The mysterious light stands there
It's glow like an eye staring
It doesn't move
It doesn't speak
What is it?
Is it a boat's lamp
Is it a stary flashlight?
Is it a wandering spirit?
Slowly the light fades away
Disappering into the fog
And it's idenity unknown
 May 2019 Allison
Lauren
Scream
 May 2019 Allison
Lauren
By. Lauren

The release of a scream was the most awaited part of my day.
An opportunity to release my pain.
No more feelings.
No more emotions.
Just an opportunity to feel normal.
The long awaited break.
The release of built up stress.
A simple scream that would change it all.
Just a scream that made my day normal once more.
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