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  Sep 2017 Xyns
redruMAndTea
nobody ever “got it”
they didn’t seem to understand
that it was never about the drugs
they saw a waste of space
a low life teen
surfing on neon hallucinations
they saw angry decisions
blackened by ash
and a years destruction of a
pill bottle’s attach
said we should have listened
harder to those programs
the cunningham family ones
they show at school
the ones that showed us
drugs were “bad”
but those **** things
failed to inform us on the “noise”
the “noise” that would soon fill
the space of every broken
dream, promise, or heart.
the “noise” that weighed
down on us kids
that didn't end once it had
hit start.
they failed to mention
the pain and the stress
they lied and never told us how
life, school, parents, everything
was forever one big unsolved mess.
like a knife it slit into our souls
bleeding tears and dignity
we leaned over bridges to try and catch
our childhood memories
but we kept bleeding
losing ourselves in a void of darkness
falling
falling
falling
deeper into a blackened abist
and so we kept falling,
trying desperately to cling on to any branch
anything.
until our shaky blue fingertips kissed
softly against an ecstasy.
a cure
and finally for the first time sense as
long as we could remember,
the noise was no more.
  Sep 2017 Xyns
Madhu Jakkula
To the love of my life,
I carved your presence in my memories,
held you close in my desires,
kissed you in my fantasies and
made you mine in my dreams.
  Sep 2017 Xyns
Styles
Touched you in many ways
The feelings last for many days
Left you shaking like a page
The thoughts still amaze
Momeries come in waves
My stomach churns
as my body graves
Xyns Sep 2017
Becoming enough for you still isn't possible in the slightest..

Even when I'm sleeping and I'm dreaming at my wildest..

You claim to no longer have any love left to be harnessed..

Of all the pills I've swallowed, this has been one of the hardest..
Xyns Sep 2017
Sparks suspected to have caused this flame to be ignited
Put under pressure to hide it, conceal it, deny it
Insecurities and greed are the main culprits of all the violence
Curses foretold as warnings in the planets' alignment
Ignorance has been molded into an art or a science
If it isn't explicit, expect that they've securely implied it
So many sounds, go deaf and then drown in the silence
Invading homes and thoughts as though it was invited
Truth exposed is sneakily altered to disguise it
Misleading masses to control a majority's mindset
Freedom lost as they prevent attempts to revive it
Attempts to distract from the reality that existence is timeless
Peace of mind secured when tensions are excited
Crippling angels to prevent the liberty of flying
Heavily fueled by a cocktail of deciet mixed with spite
Significant events whispered as pointless wars are incited
Think of unity as a gryphon paralyzed and rendered flightless
Crowds convinced to be content when mindless
The search continues for those not mentally lifeless
What is considered humanity's finest
Authenticity has yet to be provided
It widens the gap that has us divided
The flame of those being blindly misguided
Runs the risk of roaring wildfires being ignited
No requests for your all, you've already supplied it
Made oblivious during the time of a crisis
Values labeled on treasures proven priceless
Privacy no longer permitted to be private
Eyes wide open yet views remain sightless
Individuality, a thing of which we may one day be reminded
Exterminations ordered of all those free and enlightened
Fortune concealed as the desperate all struggle to find it
Identities and dignity become commonly traded
If only they knew they were being violated
Unfortunately, their ignorance has been properly validated
After the ******, I wonder who lives to inaccurately explain it
Xyns Sep 2017
"Young spirit worn by an old soul, broken heart plated in gold.."

My spirit is weathered, disguised by youth
I'm not broken, but I'm fractured; that's the truth
I'm a matter of seconds from blowing a fuse
I'd love to explain it but I, myself, am confused
I'm surely faulty; clearly some screws have come loose

In the search for understanding, nobody can be found
Push comes to shove and your world becomes a ghost town
Learn from the lessons; don't hit the ground
Survival is natural for those with will power somewhat profound
Peace and quiet, tranquility; what a wonderful sound

Get to know yourself and then access your third eye
The power of understanding is nothing I could begin to deny
An experience akin to tripping when I've gotten too high
Wings blessed by injustice allow us to take flight
Tempted to leave behind all the rest, find our place in the sky

"Young spirit worn by an old soul, broken heart plated in gold.."*

Mute what's expressed by those oppressed by the righteous
Mourning temporary flames; they always burnt brightest
Droughts of emptiness that make the Sahara seem luscious
Developed dependencies on what gets you highest
What's left unspoken will only be answered with silence

Respect fractured souls who chose not to give in to the pressure
Cruel standards by which human worth has been routinely measured
Few bonds will not break; ties are easily severed..
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