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Anon C Dec 2012
Once envisioned, a serene fantasy
A fantasy once known well
Lost in the throes of ecstasy
A hopeful face in a troublesome sea
Alas, the sea is turbulent, deep, treacherous
And you can only swim down
Vision obscured the farther one goes
Soon all that will guide you is the smell in your nose
That hopeful face has grown quite dim
The air in your lungs is growing so slim
Soon enough you will join that which was lost
And it will be cold like a layer of frost
Without the face so long adored
You hit the insidious ocean floor...
Silhouette dancing in your mind of what was lost
Deepening into your layer of rust
Eroding into a bed of unrecognizable dust
For the air above you feel that lust
Alas, you cannot breathe anymore, air has run out
You flee from flooding thoughts of doubt
Attempting one last breathe in which to shout
You drown in the freezing water spout
As the final realization hits you
This is not what you've seen
All hopes shattered in a sorrow so keen
You're floating now, nearly drifting in doubt
Wondering will the pain ever cease, ever hush
The air in your lungs makes you silently blush
For even if you're gone, you're still truly there
Where you are is what was there
And that is where I will stay, breathing your air
A poem co-written with my friend Terrin Simbre IV on loss. Thank for taking the time. I had fun!
Anon C Dec 2012
I took a moment today to commune with nature
Stepping into the wood, I walked a long while
Coming upon a secluded area I finally just collapsed
Right upon the Earth and for her I wept
I kissed the sky, caressed the ground, hugged the trees
and cried
The damage done to our friend when so defenseless
Feeling sorrow for what I eat and materials I own
They are unnecessary these things when the Earth has all
Mankind so intelligent, yet so unbelievably ignorant
Why must we use our knowledge to hurt you
Corruption used to **** the planet and her beauty
A perfect system so lovely and majestic
Yet blind we sit behind four walls, caught in a rat race
And we forget how lovely it is to dance in rain
To smell the dirt, caress sweet flowers, commune with trees
For they speak you know, we are merely deaf
I sit here and meditate and feel true inner peace for once
I love you
Things have so vastly changed, I wish to live in The Old Ways
What is happening now is so unnatural, it breaks my heart
My religion is being defiled and I am a part of it
Forgive me Mother, you are more wise
I am weak, uneducated but I long to protect you
I leave my sanctuary now as I pick up trash and weep
It is alright for you, not for me
You'll last beyond eternity when we are all gone
I just pray you can forgive us and heal
When that day may come
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v;=91pBFyLWIx4
Anon C Nov 2012
Ah, the earth and her brilliant beauty
radiating life, such a beautiful perfect circle
everlasting, eternal
how I love you, adore you
but then I see this, humanity
corrupted, angry, power hungry and so full of hate
and my heart bleeds
why is it we cannot live equally
share all the world and the love it has to offer
money? religion? human nature?
God, why can we not all look beyond it
children dying, innocents left bleeding on the streets
innocents who wanted no part in your war
and you took the one life they had and ripped it away
when all they wanted was love, security, peace
a child of all things
wanting to wake and play in the streets
knowing naught of why there is so much hatred
or even for that matter, what hate  is
so how do innocents become so hate filled
indoctrination, it is taught
I do not believe we are born so filled with this horror
so what is so hard about going beyond this
people full of love these days so rare to find
ones that dream of coexistence
why is this?
do they ignore the idea?
are they blind?
or do they just not care?
content to live in a world
a world where people are shot down
I know they see it
I know they know of it
how does their heart not bleed like mine
they see pictures, hear it on the news
whether they knew them or not their story is real
their suffering, their pain
it is heartbreaking
it is unfair
I know I do not have it so hard
but I see their lives riddled with suffering
and I feel I know them
I want to reach for them
save them all and I cannot
tearing at every fabric of my being
I feel so far from being real
when I speak of this and people say don't think about it
how the hell can I not?
I exist within this world
this world so fueled by hate and anger
how can I ignore others pain
why am I finding myself weeping daily
for someone I never knew
I knew their pain
I knew how unfair their life was
so why do I feel so alone in this feeling
humanity you are tearing my soul to pieces
Not really a poem. But every day opening a web page or seeing the news and I see this turmoil in the world  and I cry. I cry almost daily for all the pain and wish to God I could save us all. I needed to get it out.
Anon C Feb 2013
crouched in the darkest corner
you will not move, will not follow
Old Friend
your form is reaching out and I am reaching back
I am missing you for I am broken and insane
pretending I feel better without you would be a lie
I love darkness
I love pain, I love tears
this is when I am most alive
for so many years, Old Friend, you have been here
when no one was
I realize I will never let go
I will always seek ways to find you
crawling back to the corner in sobs of relief
they try to drag me away and for a moment I smile
then I scream
let me go back home, I miss my home
home is where Old Friend lies
in the corner, in pain crying
it is not sad, it is where I feel my heartbeat the strongest
it is where I feel the most love
I am incapable of love when I do not feel alone
so let me be with my Old Friend
misery never felt better
as I hold you in the darkness
Old Friend
I will always be here as you have always been for me
Anon C Nov 2012
Old Orc,  happened upon during my travels
Your story saddens me, you claim it is not so
You told me your time has come
Lying in wait for an honorable death
Too old to marry, too old for battle
Your life had been fulfilled, so death you sought
Malacath requested you stand upon this road
And the honorable death you seek shall be found
I  then appeared to be the form you were seeking
For what better death than at the hands of a warrior
Skill in battle proven, for you fought well Old Orc
I pay my respects as I lie you down to rest
Scattering Blue Mountain Flowers about your chest
Find peace Old Orc, knowing you died a Warrior's Death
I literally did drop flowers for the Old Orc after the battle. I think I may be insane so playing into a story but it truly broke my heart. -Inspired by an encounter in Skyrim-
Anon C Nov 2012
One straight line, one mass grave
So many people, fear one giant wave
One man in this line, so afraid
Why is this happening, someone come to my aide!
All I want is to raise my little girl
Love my wife, watch their lives unfurl
Become successful, live outside persecution
For these murderers, will there be retribution?
And what has bred such hate
A self loathing tyrant who wishes to dictate?
A muzzle has found its way to the one man
I am not ready, please this can't be God's plan
Thoughts go dark, the evil deed is done
Another life stolen, by a pawn with a gun
I wrote for one man. I cannot write for millions. They all had their own story, their own pain. So I wrote for one man that I did not know, one that I made up but then again he is not made up.  His pain existed, he existed, whether I knew him or not.
Anon C Dec 2012
call upon the masses
link hands to change
there are no classes
one unit let us arrange

hear me, we can win
we can see pure light
if we but overthrow the sin
but we must unite to fight

become aware
awaken
one people
one movement
against the wicked
*we can win
"People should not fear their governments.
Governments should fear their people."
Not my quote.
Anon C Dec 2012
Step into the human psyche
Thought, she is *****
Nay, she is probably just lonely
He has pierced his body and painted his skin
He must be evil
Not so my friend, he is expressing his pain
She is quiet, she must hate everything
Not true, she is screaming for love but none reach out
She is loud and annoying, she must be a child
No she has always been treated as an adult and never got to be a child
He acts like a ****, he must be a violent man
Wrong again, he just wants to fit in and is afraid
Do not judge
Take a look inside the human psyche
We are all us
We are all fragile
We are all what we are for a reason
I look at girls dressed as they do and I know I could be that girl because I am so lonely. I know a man covered in tattoos with an amazing heart. I know quiet people who become vibrant within some attention. I am annoying, I was never a kid. I have known 'thugs' who just were afraid to be something different because their society dictated they must act that way to survive. They are all people and they have feelings.
Anon C Nov 2012
I want to, but struggle
To write about this thing called love
Relating so much more to despair
Having felt it for so long
So used to living in loneliness

I want love
or do I?
What is it I want
So long having been a shell
That I forgot what it is to be alive

So how is it
How does one express love
Using a piece of paper
It just isn't enough
When despair falls so freely

See, very few words can express love
If any
Words are not enough for love
But despair, oh despair
How you mock me
I could speak of you for eons
Despair, so infinitely defined by any word

So again I ask
How does a poet speak of love
With so much despair outside looking in
Anon C Nov 2012
Standing here
begging
screaming
writhing in misery
for there is never silence in my mind
may I please feel peace
only in death, love
only in death

was the echo that responded
Anon C Jan 2013
screams heard are terrifying
the screams resounding
*are my own
Wrote some odd days ago. I get some vicious chest pains. No doubt from being a **** smoker....
Anon C Nov 2012
Everyone knows that she's not like others
She's an outcast in this cold broken place
Suppressing her true self til' it smothers
As she walks around here and hides her face

She wants to fit in, be able to gleam
And be a part of every single crowd
But she can't, she holds it in til' she screams
And above her head there's always a shroud

Sadly, she walks through the halls, her head down
Others watching her with a sinful sneer
She turns away and wishes she could drown
All that stops her from coming out is fear

What would they do if she held her head high
She'll never know, she just lets them pass by
Dedicated to all those who feel so alone due to the cruelty of others.  Especially in high school.
Anon C Nov 2012
Tender boughs reaching 'round
Damp earth, smell so sweet
Nature speaking of her emotion
Echoing where true beauty does lie
It is here I wish to die
When I do so
Away from reality
Walking amidst my own dream
Anon C Dec 2012
paper
why is a man starving because he does not have it
a fake idea...
paper
is that what it takes to feed the masses
I watch him each day, next to the bridge
emaciated, hungry for days now
all I can do is hand over paper
and hope one day the ways of the world change
for paper should not be what is required
to sustain human life
If I have to I will feed this man each day. He is one in millions though. One who needs a home and so many are empty uninhabited that could house these people.  This is a problem. And it breaks my heart. And I despise money above all else and how our very existence revolves around paper and metal. Sickening.
Anon C Dec 2012
So quick to seek that which would fill you now
You let go of a dream that would have followed you anywhere
Through space and time
Into the bowels of Hell
Distorted now does lie the dream
Shrouded in nightmares
Anon C Jul 2015
you fooled me with your eyes
you snuck into my dreams
ensuring my demise
poisoning my mind

and now I can't look away
from eyes that won't see me
I'm left paralyzed
by a ghost who won't see my eyes

my thoughts are poison veins
your memory is my pain
you've never even seen me
though you haunt my every move

and now I can't look away
from eyes that won't see me
I'm left paralyzed
by a ghost who won't see my eyes

I'm left paralyzed
ensuring my demise
you snuck into my dreams
and fooled me with your eyes
Anon C Nov 2012
Pitiful, she's alone on the inside
Cold hard hands trace the outline of her heart
Awaiting the day the pain will subside
Soon with luck the hands may rip her apart

Life is so hopeless, life is so loveless
Standing alone at the edge of a cliff
All she wanted was to feels loves caress
Someone can save her, they just don't know it

Tears flow endlessly down her cold, pale cheeks
She has given up, no happiness here
Staring around at the world 'o so bleak
It's time to jump, her heart clenches in fear

Someone please save her, please give her your hand
Take the pain that has scarred her like a brand
Written many years ago as an angsty teen.
Anon C Dec 2012
He speaks of security, but see I am a dreamer, there must be more
that which equates a roof, materials, does not equal fulfillment
he says life is not a fairy tale, I shake my head, what if it is
what if those who think as he does never find their solace
filling their chasm with pretty gems, green paper, and angry thoughts
I will hope for life beyond that, this is all a dreamer truly has
I never thought of death until now for I know I have been wasting away
so let me dream, do not offer pretty things, they hold no value
so many years you had a chance to show this dreamer a light
never seeking to give a hand until it was far, far too late
for this I am sorry, not for me but for you, losing your dreams
I had thought mine may be shattered, but I love fairy tales
so I will keep chasing them, while you are left behind
Anon C Dec 2012
Please tell me it is a dream
How does time heal
When reaching out
Only to find darkness
Ever consuming
Anon C Dec 2012
For years has he held out
love seeming to fade but nay
adoration is still strong as ever
he watches her silently
offering his heart
hoping she will one day see
that she was always the one

She is feeling alone and afraid
wondering if love she can ever grasp
her heart has been mangled time after time
affections tossed back in spite
gasping for breath, living in a dream
she picks herself up yet again
and walks into the darkness

The possibility I see for these two
a man full of love
a woman who has lost hope
I can only pray the two come together
weaving dreams and healing hearts
dancing in laughter
forever in love
Dedicated to Terrin Simbre and his love.
Anon C Jan 2013
Of a mood
fleeting
crouch down
eyes filled with ferocity
and
pounce
take that which is mine
and succeed
let the fire feed
impossible to lead an army alone
can you lead yourself into an abyss
still finding a foothold
to climb to the top
and conquer
screaming the whole way
the truth
honesty is mine
no more lies
Anon C Jan 2013
Braveheart, you are my Braveheart
Take me in your arms
You are my Braveheart

Fighting so we can be free
Fighting for our dignity
Fighting for the truth and then
We can go and live again

Fighting for the way that's right
Fighting for our truth at night
Fighting up until the dawn
He won't stop until he's won

This is where he's going to start
This is my one true Braveheart

Braveheart, you are my Braveheart
Hold me in your arms
You are my Braveheart
Braveheart, you are my Braveheart
Hold me in your arms
You are my Braveheart
Done by Dj Sakin & Friends. This is for someone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHDXp55C_Sk&list;=PLgUN9E-emUOwkXpgzc8XJHRqTIG48gY3g
Anon C Mar 2014
I know you don't wish to come
where the spirits fly and we all let go
I know you don't wish to come
but I will take you there
pull you from your cloud so high
where the wind whispers tragedies
I know you don't wish to come
but not to see is a travesty

won't you please come with me
take my hand
one day you'll see
it was worth it all in the end
when you finally let love descend

It's beautiful here where the sky meets the sea
even blades of grass muster a smile
I know you don't wish to come
but I will take you there
from this view you'll never wish to flee
let me take you down for a while
I know you don't wish to come
but you'll finally see the sun

won't you please come with me
take my hand
one day you'll see
it was worth it all in the end
when you finally let love descend
Anon C Dec 2012
what did I do
to deserve such an angelic
force
Anon C Feb 2013
Tears cascade upon the Earth like meteorites
as we lie in the flower fields of India far away
I watch the sun rays play a story across your face
we whisper of past transgressions and travesties done to us
and how time moves slower here when we forget it all
we have waited so long to find this dream we pondered if it were real
we had at last found our way outside the worlds oblivious ways
gazing into each other we see our reflection lying in silence  
finally falling to sweet repose as the moonlight draws us within her sweet blanket
no other warmth needed but one another
Anon C Feb 2013
Look at the scars
intricate artwork
whispering stories in serpentine patterns
they cannot be rewritten
but they can scream for eternity
tracing patterns across a body
invisible or prominent
open them up
read their book
smother in the lines
of scars that never fade
burning hot
Inspired by The Foreboding Sense of Impending Happiness by H.I.M.
Anon C Nov 2012
I still remember the darkness
unable to hide from it
it is a part of me now
run as far as I want
no escape
I think now, that yes, it is real
I have lost a lot of weight
pale skin
brittle bones
it is the darkness consuming me you see
it isn't just figurative
it is physical
darkness must be real when it has such a hold

I have these despair filled ideas
but I am not outwardly so
I love too
with such passion
it can consume me as well
my mind does not stem from anger and hate
but rather love and fear
the fear of love
being loved, then losing

within insanity fear makes the darkness take hold
and I sit here and ponder
will I get hurt
broken again
shattered glass
how many times can you be reglued
becoming more and more hideous
with each crack
never again to be smooth, pure and innocent
never reflecting a whole beautiful image

do not judge or blame me for my darkness, please
I cannot help it
I have tried to fight it
but now it is a part of me
so when you read this and realize how twisted I am
remember, I am just afraid is all
I cannot shake the fear
Anon C Jan 2013
Would you like me more if I were a different color
how about if I were older
what so invokes your hatred of me
it is a shame I do not have *****
I would love to have you kick me in them
Anon C Jan 2013
Fantasies with Death
bottle evaporating my tongue
passion for Death
smoke baptizing my soul
******* to Death
a hose hooked to my tailpipe
making love with Death
vision blurred, groggy
round the bend
*does Death make love
or is it ****
Anon C Jan 2013
What was broken
as obliterated as I was
let me reach out
pick you up
place you within my soul
God I love the pieces at my feet
reflecting my own tormented demons
and how I wish to grab you within my embrace
jump down into an abyss
climb back up with every piece
and my bottle of glue
it may be thought recreation is impossible
but isn't that the beauty
we are not born
we are created
let us create one another
Anon C Jan 2013
A mirrors image
never enough
to reach through the glass
touch all that I am
soft skin, lost in ecstasy
a beauty incarnate
soft angelic whispers
lifted beyond this eternal realm
years of searching for my soul
who knew it could be found
on the other side of the glass
reflecting across my forever planet
reaching out to me as I was to it
the day I crave
I shatter the glass
stepping into my world
Anon C Feb 2013
clawing at my mind
memories that are not mine
implanted as a powerful seed
hunger for more fueled by greed
envisioning surreal landscapes, places never seen
only within an imagination exists a country so serene
for it is not this era that I breathe
rather a time when the land was cherished beneath
footsteps resound down a dusty, old road
I watch breathless while the sands of time erode
phasing into the future, a place where I do not belong
the strings in my mind strum a sad, mournful song
as these strange memories align
memories that are not mine
thoughts from another time
one in which by chance existence was a bit more peaceful
perhaps memories are just as deceitful
when they are not mine
I don't know if I believe in reincarnation but I question all and claim to know nothing.
Anon C Dec 2012
She dreams of paradise, so very exquisite
whilst existing in her own personally made Hell
all around her falls into ruins, oh so decadent
so long eyes raised to the stars, questioning her shell
is there a rhythm to this rhyme, an answer to time
what is it that will prove the truth, unearth the source
then she had a dream, thus struck a revelation sublime!
all this time she had created this tomb, set her own course
why not veer West, to the South too long her thoughts have drawn
let her seek peace knowing that one direction is not the only choice
speak positive, love your darkness, use it to harness light, Anon!
she knows now it is in her, not others that she may at last rejoice
*finally she touched the beautiful stars
Anon C Jan 2013
Willingness to die for the people
or desire for death
Just to clarify not death of others or innocents but death of self.
Anon C Oct 2016
Pop your pills and run away
Hide your face inside your shame
Drink your whiskey all **** day
Anything to hide the pain

It doesn’t matter what it costs
Count your sins and cut your loss
You never saw another way
Another day, you’ll never change

You watched the sun fall to the west
Your empty tears held no regrets
Eyes alight you took your final breath
The sun has set and now you’re gone

You popped your pills and ran away
Hid your face within your shame
Drinking whiskey all **** day
Anything to hide the pain
Anything to run away
As it is sung

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QuTzU06aRUE&feature;=youtu.be
Anon C Nov 2017
He walks with certainty
Knows exactly where he needs to be
His sharp eyes are lined down his sights
And he’s coming for you, he’s coming for you and you can’t fight
He’s known by countless names
Some lost, some found throughout the ages
He hides in the dark to take you while you sleep
And he’s coming for me, he’s coming for me and I can’t fight
We like to call him evil
We love to call him pain
But he’s after all of us just the same
And he’s coming for you, he’s coming for me and we can’t fight, we can’t hide, we can’t run
A ghost in shadows, he finds us every day
Creeps up and takes our breath away
Some leave a whisper in the wind
Others succumb to a miserable end
But he’s coming for us, he’s coming for us and we can’t fight
We like to call him evil
We love to call him pain
But he’s after all of us just the same
And he’s coming for you, he’s coming for me and we can’t fight, we can’t hide, we can’t run
He’s coming for you, he’s coming for me, he’s coming for us, we can’t fight, we can’t hide, we can’t run
As it is sung
https://youtu.be/4Q2F62fab5I
Anon C Dec 2012
Through an abandoned graveyard
Unattended for many years
Weeds reach 'round snatching your ankles
Trying to hold you down, but you still run
Through a serene field of daises
So beautiful, inviting, blowing kisses
Keep moving, not yet arrived
Through the woodland
Creatures stop to say hello
"No time" you say
"I must keep going"
Through treacherous mountain passes
Over, under and out
No second glances, long out of sight
It has been ages since you stopped
Taken a breath, rested your lovely head
*From what is it you're running?
Anon C Dec 2012
When there is nothing left
We will see the error in our ways
Though those left in ignorance
Are not the ones to blame
But the ones who hold the power
In indoctrination, lies and greed
Step outside that idea
You have the power
To stand against the corrupt!
Anon C Dec 2012
A personality
judgmental
selfish
unthoughtful
abrasive
like sandpaper
*will it erode
Anon C Nov 2012
For many years
hath I dwelt within a forsaken cavern
seldom light touched mine eyes
vision dimmed, hopes forgotten
passionate love long forsworn

Then what should happen
a most unexpected occurrence
loves hand ventured within my recess
entangled and lost in its own way
seeking his own revelation

Emotions so profound
at last reciprocated
abysmal cavern naught but a memory
as passion at last indulged in
lost eternally in the ardor of virtuous love
Anon C Jan 2013
I love to give myself cancer
cigarette smoke, blackening my very soul
I love to give myself liver failure
beer and liquor drenching my veins
so thick
I wake in the night dehydrated
every night
screaming thirsty for more
but more is never enough
for it is a pain I am seeking to cure
a pain so deep no demon could tend the wound
in sickening addictions
ones that will never help me
oh I see it I do
but I lack the love for myself required
to do a **** thing about it
I will never be strong enough to save me
so would you save me please
I am a weak little ******* to be sure
let me smoke your breath
the breath of your sweet life
let me drink your love
I would rather drown in that
but I am too weak to do it myself
grab me and yank me out of my stupor
because I am a **** fool
and I will never do it alone
save me from me
if not
I will **** me
Sad but true. Bad night. Why not be honest here?
Anon C Nov 2012
Yes it is true
A tortured soul I am
Broken
Beaten
Can I stop writing now?
No
It is the only way to stop the pain
Then will it stop?
No
Never ending
I have beauty too, yes
I see beauty in everything
But I also live within darkness
I am ******
It is a part of me
I can suppress it, ye
But please remember
These wounds did leave scars
And that is where the fear lives
I will live in the light
Soon enough
For now I will dress my wounds
Anon C Jan 2013
Schau hin

Wenn ich sehe, wie es vielen Menschen geht
so hätte ich gern ein Neubeginn!
Es wird Zeit das ihr euch eingesteht
dass die Kids hier so verloren sind!
Schau Aussichtslos und Hoffnungslos,
denn wir stellen uns alle blind, doch wir stellen uns alle blind

Wenn andere nichts mehr sehen dann schau hin
Denn wir sehen soviel dass nicht richtig ist,/ We see so much that isn’t right
also versperr dich nicht und hör hin
Sie sagen soviel, so vieles ohne Sinn! /They say so much, so much without sense!

Was ich will
Sind Taten und kein Wortgefecht
irgendwie hat jeder Recht
haltet doch was ihr versprecht
Weil viele Menschen so verloren sind
Ausgebrannt und Mittellos!
Denn wir stellen uns alle blind
Alle doch wir stellen uns alle blind

Warum sind wir so blind
Hin Schau hin
Vielleicht wachen sie auf und
schaun hin..
Zwischen das Glück zwischen Ruhm
zwischen all' diesen Dingen
merkst du nicht was wichtig ist?
Auf der Suche nach dem Sinn
ich mach meine Augen jetzt auf und schau hin!

Look

When I see, how may people are
I would like to have a new beginning
It´s that you admit
that the kids get lost here
Desperately and without hope
because we all act as if we are blind
we act as if we are blind

When all the others can´t see anything
look there
because we see many things that are not alright
do not avoid and listen carefully
they say so many things without meaning

What I want
is action and no battle of words
somehow everybody is right
keep your promises
because many people are lost
Desperately and without hope
because we all act as if we are blind
we act as if we are blind

When all the others can´t see anything
look there
because we see many things that are not alright
do not avoid and listen carefully
they say so many things without meaning

Why are we so blind
look there
Maybe they wake up and
have a look...
In between luck and glory
in between all those things
don´t you recognize, what´s really important
While looking for the sense - for the sense
I open my eyes now and look there (watch out)

When all the others can´t see anything
look there
because we see many things that are not alright
do not avoid and listen carefully
they say so many things without meaning
This is sung by Muhabet. Something to be said here. So much pain seen in the world so many turn a blind eye and would not wish to fight for a better day. Translation I had to grab offline. I do not speak German.
Anon C Nov 2012
Falling hard for someone I hardly know
I think of him and then my heart clenches
The way I feel for him , I want to show
But when I'm close, I stop within inches

I don't want to hold it in much longer
If I do I'll explode from head to toe
Maybe I'll say something to be stronger
It's not as if he'll hate me, be a foe

I step closer to him, voice calling out
My mouth snaps shut, my legs frozen in place
I have lockjaw, what is this all about
I can't step closer, my heart starts to race

I will wait for him to step toward me
What if he won't come, then we'll never be
Ah to be 16 and have a crush. It never was.
Anon C Nov 2012
You burn with the same passion
That consumes me, I never knew
Always I cared for you
But this

The truth knocked me off my feet
Swept me away
And left me breathless
This secret you never disclosed

I am filled with self doubt
And fear
Yet am glad I know now
I would write all the things I feel
But it just isn't good enough you see

So I will just wait for the day I can show you
Telling you won't suffice
Anon C Dec 2012
For that which might be real
I would stand still for eternity
endure trials rife with peril
cast down my own soul ardently

Some may seek to call me crazy
throwing such passion to one aspect
amidst all this pain, it is all I see
the one undeniable, pure asset

So despite it all, I keep breathing
some days in sighs, others in moans
I find it in me to keep believing
my heart will eternally roam

Until the day I find a gift from above
and when I said that, I meant *love
Anon C Feb 2013
Ensuring eminent destruction
a curse, love for depression
why else
Anon C Dec 2012
Do not absorb it
direct it
the anger you mean
giving into false pretenses
ones that bred fear
knowing it would catch up
such an idiot
you want to make this perfect
but in the wake
of your own self hatred
this will be a nightmare
of jumbled words
one bred upon your own fears
but fears that were legitimate
for Chenoah, you *****
how can you rely so heavily upon another
how can you think your glass can be so easily fixed
not just that either
how long have you sat in the dark
yes, you are damaged, WHO CARES HAHA
you have to fix yourself for once
unsure how that is to even be achieved
but let me say perhaps you will get there
stop absorbing all the pain
DIRECT IT
direct it to better yourself
for once in your pathetic existence
you know what it is to be done
so stop wallowing in pain
and expecting others to care
PITIFUL
others can relate yes
but in the end it is up to you to choose
whether you will ever see light again
maybe not, perhaps, probably not
what does it matter really
there are a couple lights who rely on you
so stop with the self absorption
and think about what they need
sure happiness would be nice
must it be sought in the eyes of another
stop letting that control your thoughts
PATHETIC
so many have felt the same thing
nothing makes you special
you were a means to an end, so what?
people die daily for causes much more great
so stop
SELF ABSORPTION
ignore the pain
move on
focus on that pushing you forward
***** about loneliness
***** please we are all alone in the end
we are born alone, we die alone
stop wallowing in your own
SELF HATRED
change the world where you can
touch lives where you can
that is what matters
you expect too much
you know what is right
yet you ignore it and
DROWN
what the ****
GROW UP
you are not all that important
Grade my homework Robert. Assigned therapy. Truth. Raw anger directed within.
Anon C Dec 2012
Tattoos
piercings
fingernails
some say "oh it is unsightly, *****, disgusting"
looking like that you must be bad, a sacrilege
self defilement, so sickening
do they ever stop and think
it is not self defilement
is it self expression
*let me express myself
I had to take my gauges out at work today. It hurt like a beast just starting out again and now I have to shove them back in and endure some serious pain because some people think it is unsightly. Should it not be my right to do what I wish to my body?  It hurts no one but me. Tattoos more often than not have deep meaning for people. Piercings express internal pain for some. Fingernails well hell I have em long for guitar. I wish more would think before judging.....
Anon C Dec 2012
Serpents in my mind
feed me your poison
venom coursing through my veins
whispering I am sickened
bleeding me dry
I could be right, oh but the serpents
circle agile amidst my vessels
telling me I am plagued
by the dreams of the weak
Inspired by Sharon Van Etten "Serpents". Along with pain, rejection and misunderstanding. Oh to be an outcast and odd.
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