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Anon C Jan 2013
If enough won't join you
and the machine is too big
use your wits
obliterate the rust
snap the fulcrum
grind the gears
and walk away
I think I just found a way
Let's play a corporate game. I won't be devoured I see what you are but am wise enough to utilize and not lose sight.
Anon C Dec 2012
angelic resonance
distorting the thoughts
breeding fictions
within weak minds
Anon C Nov 2012
Why might I ask, doth a path lie here
Amidst thorns and angry boughs
Why path, doth thy lie here
When you leadeth nowhere
For so long hath I traveled
Encountering oh so many dangers
Nowhere may I walk
Without a vicious hand drawing up sword
Fiery hate, burning steel
Alas, another life must I rip away
For I cannot lie down and die, no!
Ah, Tamriel, may I not just live in peace
Nay, into your war drawn, a side I must choose
And follow seemingly endless, pointless paths
Much akin to the one lying before me
Ordered to ****, ****, ****
No peace until one or the other side is annihilated
Upon my shoulders this burden lies
Betraying many whom hath trusted me along the way
Until one way or another a corrupted man lies in control
Then off again down another dreary path
Dark Brotherhood seeking my assistance
Ah, but thou art vile murderers
Down with ye all!!
My blade vows never to rise to such hatred and angst
Dragonborn, Dragonborn! Help us please!
Fetch the Elder Scroll, Banish the evil!
Yet another burden
It would seem all of Tamriel needs at least one favor
Yet I do not shy away
For I love thee, Skyrim
I love the smiles good deeds bring, the thanks
I will continue to fight for what I believe
Until to Sovngarde's arms I am graced
I foresee many of these in the future. I have an unhealthy love for the world of Skyrim and I find myself consistently wanting to write stories for every soul who lives within this realm.
Anon C Dec 2012
The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you

On a dark new year's night
On the west coast of Clare
I heard your voice singing
Your eyes danced the song
Your hands played the tune
T'was a vision before me

We left the music behind as the dance carried on
As we stole away to the seashore
We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair
And with sadness you paused

Suddenly I knew that you'd have to go
Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so
Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time
And I wondered why

As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea
A vision came o'er me
Of thundering hooves and beating wings
In clouds above

As you turned to go I heard you call my name,
You were like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly
"The old ways are lost," you sang as you flew
And I wondered why

The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you

The thundering waves are calling me home, home to you
The pounding sea is calling me home, home to you
A song by Loreena again. A favorite. Always makes me cry.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0SG6ZITbWpU&list;=PLgUN9E-emUOwYuGeelRj2QPqo3VgAjcCH
Anon C Dec 2012
What is it so odd
not a good idea to seek answers here
of course you are seen as abnormal
God complex
compulsive
too empathetic
take some medicine
you need it apparently according to society
well no I will not change
I like me because I do love others
I like to save my planet
digging through trash to recycle is frowned upon
well, oh well
let me be me
I do not see me as a God
I just love, too much
there will be no excavating my inner me
so I will be me
and I won't take your **** pills
I decided to go see my therapist today and finally be honest. Bad idea... It made it worse. I am aware of what I am I do not like to be told I need to change. I was shaped into this and I do not mind it even if I bleed for everyone. I feel more human than I ever did as a robot.
Anon C Dec 2012
for so many years I thought the blood was rust
splattering the streets
obscured amongst the rubble
for so many years I thought the blood was rust
because the media told me so
Too much blood is being spilled. Too many believe the lies that it is for a greater cause.
Anon C Nov 2012
Do you ever wish you could turn back time
To relive a moment before it fades
To stay forever would not be a crime
The times these days, unhappy I am made

Why does time slide through your fingers like sand
Why can't the better moments last longer
Memories fade, I'm left with just a brand
A scar of the days that made me stronger

I think back, those days make my heart flutter
I hate times I love, they make me bitter
To know what I have lost makes me shudder
I fall to the ground like scattered litter

I want to recapture the better ones
Before they fade into oblivion
Written long ago. I am unsure of the year.
Anon C Nov 2012
In a dark corner, pondering the state of the world
as I write this, I take another drink
drowning in this thing, the drink I mean
opening my mind allowing me to see
everything much more clearly
for is this not what it does
heals wounds, numbs the pain
whilst killing you
how ironic
but I can't stop and I hate it
such a dependence, thoughts much more attuned
when intoxicated and alone
and God how I love it, how I hate it
I know I am weak
I say with cigarette and drink in hand
but it dulls the agony so why not
why not
there are those sober, suffering, judging
at least I can admit it
yes I admit it, I am weak
I love music, drink, loneliness, drugs, misery
I am most alive when I look out
and see those in denial of the horror
I know the truth, I know it is real
I accept it
my friend, this is what it is to be human
inspiration
I love the idea of peace, love, happiness
but the entire world won't accept it
so I drink
I smoke
I sit alone in a dark corner
and ponder
what if
what would I be if humanity coexisted
Anon C Mar 2013
Reeking of blood
cuts so deep
years of abandonment
eons of turned backs
when day falls it seems easier
night envelops, ripping away
the idea that the scars may ever heal
can trust ever be given willingly
when all that has been known is betrayal
human behavior observed
selfish
self sacrifice so rare
heads turn so easily at the first ray of green grass
on the other side of that white picket fence
are we all the same, is it all one
should we not all turn tail and run
no one man for all, no all for one
is it really dog eat dog
when shattered trust is that
where else is there to turn
but to your own scars
so expected
so familiar
Anon C Jan 2013
And if truth I spoke
crucified would I be
*laughing
Anon C Nov 2012
Beauty colossal is all I have ever seen
others may not have
but they were looking in all the wrong places
to be the one to hold you at night
exhilarated beyond belief
in any way, shape or form
that you may be
for within is where your wealth does truly lie
and I would never forget it
despite the sands of time
I know the truth
you have a beautiful soul
what on Earth could compete with such a force
Anon C Jan 2013
A dream envisioned each night at rest
so surreal it has now become a nightmare
when knowing dreams are painted pictures lost in time
fantasy whispers of another life
letting go never wishing to awaken
dawn discovers another heartbreak
sacrificial ideals let the empowered rip away these thoughts
slowly drifting away seeing a never ending cycle
I am a gear in a machine
when broken lather the oil, suppress the pain
forget when I dream
and dawn breaks way to another blood stained day
Anon C Jul 2017
Like a thief in the night, caught by surprise, you captivated me with your eyes and stole my breath away with your smile
Weaving your way into my dreams,
spinning my mind around and casting my heart to the stars
A radiant soul emanating a myriad of hues,
I could not resist even were I to choose
Speechless, simple words cannot express the passions I wish to confess Which leave me disoriented, my head floating in the clouds, unable to come down
Anon C Nov 2012
Go the distance
cigarette in one hand
other on the steering wheel
listening to stories about drugs
keep running, do not stop
the world must end somewhere
why not on this backroad
step into a dream
become the fantasy
what is reality
when you live in the mind
I am quite insane
this thought is what hides it
judge me, hate me
I am honest
schizophrenia shines in times like these
who am I tonight
I will be a God hiding in silhouettes
a little girl crying in shame
or that boy screaming into the night
who cares when this is a dream
I was driving in the dark listening to Not An Addict when I wrote this. I have no idea what it means.
Anon C Dec 2012
I doubt how I might view love
but perhaps a poet could make me fall again
scream at me how I am needed
I have not seen it before
maybe a poet could yell so loud
I hate to write these things for love and hatred
yea you read it, did you even hear
did it speak into your mind like fire
that is my mind absolutely ablaze
I need to be heard, for the love of God
truly heard, have I ever really been
except when another poet reads my mind
if you do not have the time to see these cries
you will never truly know my mind
thus you can never truly love who I am
call me crazy, but the one I fall for
must read and relish every sickening word
for I am sick of pouring out my soul and being unheard
stop loving my outward appearance and love my freaking mind
because let me tell you it is pretty warped
and I am only honest here
so if you want to know me just READ
**how ****** hard is it
Sorry if I posted too much tonight. 5 days worth of pain and I am still not even close to feeling closure..
Anon C Jan 2013
Probably guilty of the same crime time and again
did ya know, I am right though
in all the travesties
keep looking in disgust
truly, it is a path worth walking
would you not go down
even when appearing thorny and broken as such
really, quite lovely it can be
when holding confidence with affinity
this way, I beckon
come, join me
I promise light does dawn at the end
it is just that
a long path
an enlightening road
no fear, come
Anon C Jan 2013
Wide eyed serpentine sip the wine
elixir of death, o sweet release
weaving wisps in whistling tunnels
ripping, roaring, rushing, take the bait
release the fulcrum, tip the scales
*and soar
I felt like playing with pretty little letters
Anon C Feb 2013
Oh we are what we are when in danger
And we are as we stand head in hand
When a friend brings to light
On a cold silver knife
You can stare your fate right into his hand
Into his hand

Oh we are what we are when we're made to
Be the soul owning guardians of land
And there's always advice
On a cold winter's night
That your dreams are just an island in the sands
Way out in the sand

Don't it seem so strange
How it just don't change, yeah
Things just stay the same
As they've always been
Some of us are out to win
And some of us are out just to wane
Just out to maim

Oh we are what we are when we're praying
In our own way of seeking some light
May the mission bell still ring
Of the colourful dreams
In the faith that everyone will be treated right

will be treated right
on a cold, cold night
will be treated right
Hell, I hope that everybody
will be treated right, yeah
will be treat right
on a cold, cold, cold, night
will be treated right
Sorry not my own work but these songs are powerful to me and I wanted to share a few things I love tonight

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C959v_3SSKo&list;=PLgUN9E-emUOwYuGeelRj2QPqo3VgAjcCH
Anon C Dec 2012
I see the contempt in your gaze
when you look down on me in a sneer
it really hurts when I just want to smile
and you cannot stand my presence

oh how I do not wish to work with you today...
Anon C Nov 2012
A poet pouring emotions onto paper
Many times obscure, hard to discern
Most would skim over, not feel the burn
Letting the words slip out of mind like vapor

For another poet though, this is not the case
Every despairing, loving, passionate word is heard
Nothing said misunderstood, seen as absurd
Never judging, for every poet also has been in this place

What on Earth would be a better match made
Than a poet and another poet minds linked as one
No need for spoken words, no need to take action
Whisper it to one another on paper, a private serenade

Dancing a dance no other could understand
Two perfect souls forever intertwined
Knowing completely one another's mind
A poet who loves a poet, their passion withstands
Take it as you will. A fleeting thought. How hard is it to have your poetry read and not understood? Be it lover, friend or foe.
Anon C Nov 2012
For so long she's been a mother lost
not there for her little girl as she should be
wallowing in loneliness and self pity
when all along she was never alone
she had this sparkling gem the whole time
a sweet angel who only sees light
and she needs guidance and a strong hand
finally slapped back to reality
from here on forth she promises
to show the beauty in the world
to take time each day to laugh and give love
hold her hand while walking in the woods
teaching her all the things about the world
for she craves knowledge
and who better to give it than mommy
mommy is sorry for being so stern
being so impatient
also so selfish
for nothing in this world means more
than when she looks at her and smiles
and says thank you, mommy
thank you for doing this for me
there is no greater joy
I love you my Lily
Not as poetic as I wanted. But I feel a little torn up right now about how much I have not been the mother I should be and I just needed to get it out. Dedicated to my sweetest little girl Lily.
Anon C Nov 2012
Who can handle
a soul like mine
weeping, fighting, tortured
dying

dreams of insanity
if they come true
run, run, gone
who can keep up

terminally ill
harboring an unknown disease
inexplicable

make it stop
beaten
beaten
broken now
fear of abandonment
never to leave
very being under siege

wanting to be hurt
for it always hurts
pain so long
this is what brings life
or rather what drains it

not empty yet
keep draining me, please
until my essence disappears
eyes empty
soul deadened
completely gone
forgotten
forget
thus ceasing to exist
Anon C Mar 2013
When the moon comes up to the shine of a face
The birds are fast asleep
When the lanterns hang from every post
The fairies leave their keep
They join their hands and sing their songs
That ne'er a soul can hear
In the springtime when the earth is new
To the fairies they draw near
To the fairies they draw near

Come away with me now to the sky
Up o'er the hills and the sea
Far beyond where memories lie
To a place where I'm free to be me

Oh, gather ye now one and all
No what matter what all ye may do
Where the stars fill your soul
When the moon cradles all
So to yourself be true

The blanket of snow is o'ercome
Each flower waits for the sun
And the whispering tears of the rain
Holds promise for everyone

Then come away with me, friends
No matter where you call your home
With a light in our hearts, we will never part
No matter how far we roam

Deep in the forest we go
Creatures are all fast asleep
With a kiss and a wink we will waken our souls
Love is the safety we'll keep

And then we'll dance through the night
Till the sun will sparkle at dawn
And up way we will go like last winter's snow
Soon our work will be done

Oh, gather ye now one and all
No what matter what all ye may do
Where the stars fill your soul
When the moon cradles all
So to yourself be true

Oh, gather ye now one and all
No what matter what all ye may do
Where the stars fill your soul
When the moon cradles all
So to yourself be true

So to yourself be true
A song by Loreena Mckennitt dedicated to Marian. Sweet little Sunshine Fairy. I thought you would enjoy this sweetie. Have a good day.
Anon C Nov 2012
Memories are swept away by the wind
I reminisce all the moments we shared
All my shattered hopes you knew how to mend
No matter what I've done you always cared

Remember how we used to play guitar
On The Road To Nowhere we'd take a hike
All these memories seem distant, so far
I miss those days, I miss you Uncle Mike

I'd like to again visit Urchin Falls
And drag our canoe down The Peace River
Hear the frightening sounds of cougar calls
Fossil dig while the rain makes us shiver

When do we get  to spend time together
Play in nature all day, despite weather
Anon C Nov 2012
You're half a world away and I don't care
I see the true beauty that lies within
I see beauty with you I wish to share
I can't prove my love much to my chagrin

Such a positive force I've never met
God such hope I have not felt in so long
One word comes to mind, one word this kismet
For always it is sure that we belong

I will do anything to prove to you
How beautiful you make this world for me
Without a doubt my love for you is true
Anything less I do not wish to be

Soon enough it does not matter how long
I will hold out for you, I will be strong
Anon C Mar 2013
I thought the trash bag was a bunny
will I live long enough
intense love cannot merely be painted over with a crisp new brush
the grass under my feet sinks like a freshly dug grave
thoughts of predictability more overwhelming day after day
knowing the system and the routine
sinking though my grave to the cavern below
I find a sense of comfort in my own abyss of black thoughts
have I wandered so far down that I am now lost
to what it means to be my scarecrow
my mind drifts once more to the trash bag bunny
I wish to die where the Autumn leaves place their crown atop my head
in the hidden wood, far below the cavern where all is enveloped
filled with trash bag bunnies and no more worries
Anon C Dec 2012
Walk, walk on by so many did
gasping, I stopped and saw
a perfect gem untouched
in the center of the Earth
skip I did with glee
that all the blind
passed on by
and I found
treasure
Anon C Nov 2012
Inspired by all your words
to feel such a connection
sharing the same pain
the same love
the same heart break
isn't it beautiful
I have buried my pain for many a year
it has torn me apart
but now I find solace
in all your words that I also feel
I may write too much
but it has been so long
I need to empty my soul
so please don't mind me
I just had to say thank you
Anon C Dec 2012
Appearing sane, I lost my mind
at some point...
not due to love
not due to hate
but the pain I have seen
and the beauty I have only dreamed
that I will never touch
so if you care to ask...
the answer is no
driven quite mad
by this insane world
literally trapped within my dreams
I appear to be quite serene
reality stings too harshly
driven mad by sights and sounds
beautiful trees and dreams of dancing with them
lovely music that plays on end
teaching me of harmonious things that hide from me
my passion for love was stolen away
this may have tilted the scales some
for it now I have a vast aversion
trapped within this serenade
not writing a mere poem
this is a confession
that I am in fact mad, I swear
unable to be what is expected
thankfully, I am a **** good actor
or I may see white walls forever
but that is alright
I am still mad, trapped within a dream
so white wall me away friend, white wall me away...
Anon C Nov 2012
Has it ever been real?
Love
consumed by so much darkness
lust taking precedence
wicked twisted snake
passion overfloweth
no soul can handle it
so to the darkness stay true
accustomed to loneliness
abandonment
were true love to present
can it then be accepted?
or is it too late
forever lost in the abyss
of tormented pain given by lackluster love
Dedicated to my friend Robert. Who understands at times the darkness can consume and cause loss of hope and indefinite fear in the face of love.
Anon C Dec 2012
Dance into the spiral lights
across the desert, wicked dunes reaching to draw you in
a mirage could it be, would you not know
if into the hills did you not step?
oh, I see the stars so bright
licking the cool, calm sands with their incandescent light
scorpions breed within these mounds
quick, jump, skip in shadow do they not hide
their venom can be lethal or just another days toil, the usual...
quicksand, oh quicksand do not succumb!!
keep chasing the oasis.. keep crawling
dehydration has no effect when pursuing *Twisted Love
I have no idea where this came from. I was listening to this and it came. Twisted Love by ATB my favorite Trance artist. His videos always show real people and amazing nature. I adore it!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzaFfgmKxhs&list;=PLgUN9E-emUOwkXpgzc8XJHRqTIG48gY3g
Anon C Dec 2012
Oh, hello friend, am I looking in the mirror
I see a shadow, perhaps my reflection
Finding yourself lost in a dream, surreal
Pain reaches out and violently rips apart your being
Convinced you would only cause harm to reach out
You need to be sad, but you need to feel love
Give me your hand my kindred soul
Let us climb out of the bowels of Hell together
Keep dreaming, I will watch while you sleep
Let us teach one another how to see beyond our reflection
Build a new world
Dedicated to abyjyt. I love you!
Anon C Dec 2012
Could callousness revolt me anymore
holy crap the inane words washing over my my ears
how can I even endure seeing such narcissism
have I really fallen so far into a dream
that just to hear these things enrage me
I am unable to be surrounded by this
something draw me out of a reality
of daily discriminate *******
I cannot stand to be consumed by it anymore
completely changed is it so unseen
peering at naked women, material things
I find it so egotistical
I know I am freaking weird
but I cannot fathom it anymore
I am not me anymore
rip me out of this domain
toss me into a new realm
Anon C Jul 2017
Close enough to see, yet too far to reach
Like a reflection in still waters, serene
As I touch my fingertips to the surface, the ripples carry your face to the other side of the ocean
Delivering it to a place far across torrential seas and violent skies
Though these waters seem to be the embodiment of an unbreakable barrier
I feel comfort knowing you're there, existing in a place I can not yet see
I would willfully tread this treacherous expanse to feel your smile, to look once into your eyes
Before the tide carries away me into the sky
Anon C Nov 2012
Loving my planet
I wish to wake each day
and ask
what have I done to help today
recycle
open some eyes maybe
to the damage being done
can I do more
probably
lets stand together
better one another
and build a brighter future
I have much to learn
so join me please
teach me
and I will teach you
let us create a better tomorrow
Anon C Dec 2012
Can I be the one
to dig my nails into your flesh, gently
bite down, reaching to your soul
I wish to taste your skin and every scar held within
maybe, if you let me, my lips can heal them
I would kiss you relentlessly
even if to no avail
can I just be the one to try
I need to make you feel to make me heal
Anon C Sep 2014
The sun breaks through to another day for me to see the choices I've made
It's easy to overlook the pain when there's nothing to lose and naught to gain
If my mistakes were rubber bands
I'd tie them all together and throw caution to the wind
But I never learn
No I never learn
I can't deal with the aftermath, I didn't think straight when I chose my path
They say don't dwell on the past my friend, but there's never a start and there's been no end
If my mistakes were rubber bands
I'd tie them all together and throw caution to the wind
But I never learn
No I never learn
I watched my dreams fall away from me, emotions as vague as the sky and sea
The stars break through to another night as I lie in my bed wishing I'd try
If my mistakes were rubber bands
I'd tie them all together and throw caution to the wind
But I never learn
And it never ends
No I never learn
It never ends
I wrote this to standard tuning with he use of Am, G, C , D and F. I am really open to suggestions on wording if it doesn't flow or seems to not make sense. I kept going over and over this and am still unsure how I feel about it.
Anon C Nov 2012
A man three times her size
almost twice as old
touched her
she did not like it
recoiled
pushed to the bathroom
bent over a toilet
pain
ready to *****
sickening
violated
never spoken of aloud
never will be
disgusting she is now
wipe away the memory
ask her now why she hates herself
Anon C Nov 2012
Uncertainty
Unsure of how one could love her
Thus constantly second guessing
Considering self unworthy
So then this feeling
It doesn't matter if she is hurt
It does, but it is expected
For she is unworthy of happiness
Anon C Jan 2013
Such a vast world
complex
devouring
would it not be enough
one life touched
one loved
loving back
in such emptiness
what more could be asked
seven billion
the largest fight is love
if even for just one
in seven billion
a whole other world
could be crafted
in such a light
Anon C Nov 2012
I know how it feels to see your life fall apart
Pieces of my tattered soul lie at my feet
Hiding deep within, my emotions are stirred
Nothing I see seems concrete
How do I know anything is real
Everything can slip away in the blink of an eye
I am handed these thoughts from somewhere above
Those who have asked to hear them, I cannot tell
My thoughts are ever changing, so I must second guess
Every step I take, for what if it is a wrong turn
I should have known all I had learned was false
My mind is warped by my own bitter thoughts
I have one chance to make a crucial choice
Should I change who I am for the better
Everything is changed at the chime of a clock
I am tired of hiding behind false curtains
All I want is to return to the real world
Freestyle from 2005. Not even sure what was going on at the time. Lost within my own insanity would be my guess.
Anon C Nov 2012
Animal instincts drive a man in
To a sweet smell, that of a *****
Siren is her sister, voice like an angel
Do not let her catch thee, thy soul will she mangle
Hair akin to silk, masking the snakes
Swallow thee they will, within their wake
Hands so gentle, look close they are talons
She is able to rip thee to shreds like a falcon
Eyes deep like the ocean, easy to get lost in
Careful, thou wilt drown whilst trying to swim
Lips of ecstasy, taste like a love potion
Oh no friend, that which thou art tasting is poison
Skin so soft, upon her lovely chest thy wish to dwell
Not realizing milky skin encompasses a hollow shell
Do not claim I hath not warned thee, friend
I wish thee luck, beyond *****'s will might thou transcend
Unsure what inspired this one. A bit bored. I always loved Sirens, painting them and obsessing over them as a child. Constructive criticism welcomed.
Anon C Mar 2013
I too have been brainwashed
by the sweet perfume of flower fields
the rippling whispers upon a serene lake
the jagged mountain cliffs
the smell of untainted desert air
by the purest drinking water
brainwashed not by the power of money
which has ***** such beauty
stealing it away into corrupt corporate pockets
padding your silk lined suits
brainwash yourselves for your own travesties
line your own coffin and gravestones
yet you shall not touch mine
for I wish to die not in your elephant graveyard
of smoke and annihilation
but within my own promise land
that is my planet untouched
by your mark of death, greed and obscenities
Anon C Dec 2015
In all the years gone by
Nothing ever seemed so clear
When no one saw me cry
Letting go of all my fear

Blinded by my own tears
I didn't see the headlights
Thinking to myself how peaceful it was
To watch me die

Don't throw my body in the ground
I'd rather have a look around
Toss my ashes to the wind
And let me fly free again

Don't look for me when I'm gone
Ill be singing a new song
One you've never heard before
Listen for my voice on the shore

Search for the light
Long after I am out of sight
Don't focus on your sorrows
Think of how I smiled before tomorrow

Blinded by my own tears
I didn't see the headlights
Thinking to myself how peaceful it was
To watch me die
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3NnLzYvbjk&feature;=youtu.be

As it is sung
Anon C Dec 2012
Effervescent flowing into my veins
ahhh.. trickle drip drop
dehydration stilled amidst cool sensations
desperation has me clawing at the glass
the very building block of life
water
This idea struck several days ago when I woke and chugged three glasses of water in desperation. I was dehydrated as hell.
Anon C Jan 2013
No mask is possible
when in a circular room
were there not one thing left
one ray of sunshine
peeking in a singular window in the ceiling
it would all end now
the battle is too overwhelming
to begin to fathom the war
I'm sorry if I'm too weak...
Anon C Nov 2012
I am frightened to death of faulty hopes
I know deep down all great things are fiction
I'm too quick to trust, I fall and can't cope
It cuts my soul, until I am stricken

Why must I insist there's just good, no bad
My eyes only see the black and the white
In innocent souls all people are clad
I know it's not true, it just can't be right

I must train myself to look deeper
See the dark hateful souls that lie within
Inside all of us lies a Grim Reaper
Eyes look out so innocent, hiding the sin

I'm left clueless, what in this world is good
I saw the truth 'neath the lies, there they stood
I wrote this at a time where I felt I could trust no one  and felt utter betrayal.
2005
Anon C Nov 2012
Solitary house situated deep within the woods
Inside a darkness so bleak naught can seen
Foundation rotting, appearing evil but is misunderstood
No one enters, avoiding pain that is often foreseen

For too long this house has sat apart in bleak existence
Pondering on its own blackness, why here, now, alone
What has happened to bring about such a distance
Lonely house, what you reap you have sown

Footsteps outside, a weary traveler does approach
A silhouette slowly appears from within the dark
House so long forlorn this sight does encroach
Traveler is unafraid, a long journey has he embarked

Time will only tell what may happen for the two
Dilapidated house may swallow man in darkness
Traveler may be just what is needed to become anew
Open the door, we shall see who is encompassed
Someone requested I follow the idea we all house darkness a couple weeks ago in the literal sense using house as a metaphor. Here is my attempt. Two souls meet. We all have darkness. Some can heal with theirs. Others swallow people in their wake...
Anon C Nov 2012
Is it morbid
That if I chose to die
I have it all planned out
Anon C Jan 2013
A face I study hard as if it were arithmetic
eyebrows like mountain arches
I wish to climb high to caress your forehead
such a sweet nose I will kiss incessantly
to reach the valley that is your full lips
falling down to sweet repose in your soul
safe
as I look up from below into your eyes
dark pools of love
let me swim deep down into the depths
never surfacing
that is alright, I can still breathe here
memorizing each line and crevice
of the house that is your heart
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