I may not have heard you call my name
*but i felt your spirit

I'm scared to lose her
however
*I have no choice

READ MY LIPS WHEN I SAY






























i love you very much baby

cut down
two bridges and the town.
Cut loose
every heart and string I have held.
Broke
everything I should have kept
who am I anymore?
Dropped the scent of hate
and lust for the power of bending fate.
Shredded the pieces of your memory.
What little left we cover in filth.
Raise your head, for sinners know
we are not alone
Never was
never will be
Gone with the wind the night should bring.
see tears covered in sharp spears.
This my dear I hold
the deal the devil gave to me.
Mocked the angels so high and ******.
Great minds don't collaborate.
they negotiate
I cut
*you out

Am I good enough?
Can I woo her with my muscles?
Can I please her and make her mine?
thats not me
Sure I want to woo the girls,
be admired and whispered about.
But that is something that I can never have.
Because I am that kind of guy who wears black all the time,
I don't really work out,
I am a little heavier,
and I listen to "screamo"
These guys who think
they can be trash
and be okay
just because they got a big ****
are *******
They don't deserve the good girls they have.
They won't know what it's like to be lonely.
They won't know what it's like
to wish upon every birthday
to just be loved
cuz they got lines of women
just waiting to be next,
while guys like us
would slit our wrists to be kissed they way the get kissed.
From (my type) guy perspective,
this is *******
What's so wrong with me anyway?
Why do you think I can't be enough.
My love is like an ocean
it never ends
but
they don't know that.
I'm the kind of guy who is
"too much of a brother"
or
"my best friend"
while I sit with the unclaimed flowers.
Why am I left this way?
who can love me?

You are the sun.
So bright and warm.
you make everything okay.
You.
You are so much to me.
I cant explain.
May be cliche,
but may I say,
you are beautiful.
No song can be sung,
no poem can be written
to describe
you.
You can light up my day,
your words worth more than anything.
You, my dear
shatter my heart,
making me fall to my knees.
You make me wanna pray,
you make me wanna sing
you make me wanna cry
you are you
something that cannot be reckoned with.
Forgive me,
but I am in love
cliche, cliche,
but may I say,
Come with me today,
I want to hold you
close to me.
I want you to love me.
not ***
not lust
just...love me.
You.
love me?
Do you love me?
I wanna know
*do you love me?

Quiet.
Some wish for it
Some hate it
I hate quiet
When its quiet,
There is no life.
No comotion.
I need a little life.
A little comotion.
I cant live without it
Which is why
im so worried about you
I long to hear anything from you.
You said you were feeling bad.
But i cant help but think im at fault for something.
Or you maybe just dont like me.
No.
I thinks its all in my head.
My head keeps spinning.
These bad thoughts keep winning.
I hope we can break this silence soon
or i think i might just go crazy

Are you okay?
Is quiet just your friend?
Or is it my foe?
Well i sure hope to know.
Because for me
Quiet can be
Quite scary.

I hate life
It's quite disappointing.
All these overrated things
Happiness
Love
Bliss
I have found
Love is a lie
One can feel  it
But another dismisses  it.
Like a flat soda
Old
Tasteless
Dead.
That is me
Dead
She was a dream
My prayer
But my prayer got caught up in a cloud
It never  got to god
So I die
Waiting for my Angel
To deliver me

Thoughts surround my head,
they swim like a fish in water,
a bird in sky,
a human on earth.
Someone has died.
I didn't know them. But wherever I am,
someone somewhere is always dying
Isn't this a shame?
But at the same time,
someone is always being born.
A constant loop,
can it end
What if there was one day,
where everything could just
make sense
This world
is the ultimate riddle.
Who are we to judge,
we are just puppets in a play
This is not a life,
its an act
One
big
epic
act.
So then
what will our Lives bring.
Notice that as you read this,
someone died,
another was born.
Boom
(that was your mind)

right now
I dream of a world
Just us.
I want to see your eyes
Shine like this sky.
See I want her and I in this world,
Because she is my inspiration.
She is the only one I want.
She is the only person to reach for my heart,
Complete bliss,
As she gives me a kiss,
The softness of her lips,
As we gaze towards each other.
In this place,
The sky is as her eyes.
Green with upmost gentleness.
The kind that gently rocks you away to sleep,
This feeling is so deep,
She is my inspiration,
She will be with me in this place,
As we join hand in hand and never come back to this ****** world.
We can start anew,
Becoming more than we had ever hoped.
A simple love poem, but I think not.

This
Is the night.
I
Am giving myself to you.
You can
Do with me as you'd like.
I dont care.
Tonight,
I am your man
I shall abide to your bidding.
Tonight
You can
Love me any and every way.
This is tonight
The night you have always wanted.
Tonight
You dominate.
Tonight is your night.
Make it last.
Tonight baby
I am yours for the taking.
I am here to stay.
And ooh girl you are worth this.
Worth this time.
You babe
Are ******* great
**** hot
And Tonight,
My lady shall have her way with me.
You
Are my lady
Are you ready to start
Tonight?

Hey guys
It's me
Just wanted to say hi
To everyone
Yes, even you
How are you?
How long has it been since someone had asked  you that?
Well, this is really a good time to ask.
So tell me
How are you?

Dont leave me
Keep speaking to me
*you're all i have

Words are nothing without its speaker

Sports are nothing without its players

Poetry is nothing without its poets

Clothes are nothing without its wearer.

Just as i am nothing without a lover

visibility.
something i've never been able to say for myself.
No matter how much I try to exist,
people see right through me.
Like I'm a ghost.
But when they need me,
I am as solid as a rock.
They only need me
for my brain.
I feel unappreciated.
I've picked so many people up,
only for them to knock me down.
So,
do i quit?
But,
what if someone really needs me?
am i worth their consideration?

How many people tell you that?
Maybe  alot?
Maybe not very often?
Well  i love you!
Yes,  you!
The reader.
YOU!
I love you!
You may be thinking
why?
BECAUSE  dear reader, you cared to read my words!
YOU took this time to let me tell you i love you.
I love your individuality
you dont know me
I dont need to.
You are a beautiful  person, no matter what anybody says.
Reader,
You are so kind.
There is alwaus something we can do to make others happy.
Have i made you happy yet?
I am a lover,
Are you?
I love you, dear reader i really do.
I love you regardless  of gender,
Color
Or age.
Because u are reading this
Despite my gender color and age
Correct?
For those that know me
Hey!
For those who dont
Hi! Im zach
And welcome to my world.
Sometimes sad.
But right now,
Its full of you
*i love you

I can't breathe.
he was choking me
The time flew by
I was waiting
for someone
who never came.
My spirit had been broken,
like by bones and flesh.
He beat me
get over it
This is me
getting over it

115 is a special number to me.
Summer Rose, thank you.
your follow brought me the number 115.
115 is something that goes with me everywhere.
115
115
115.
This may seem ridiculous
but this is my number,
my lucky number, you might say.
I feel so HAPPY!
I reached 115.
i saw the 114,
and was like
***
its almost at 115.
and now,
it really is
...
thank you!!!

coming forth about my pain
long live my oddest brain

Child sitting in the wind.
Poetic motion to ease his troubled mind.
His best work at hand.
Love life's  troubled.
Girl he loves,
Troubled.
School life is going south.
Bullied by his parents.
Tough  life he's  living.
Misunderstood.
Suicidal as ****.
Viewed as some wierdo schmuck.
He writes
They read.
He swears beauty doesnt last
He's  seen  it all before.
Comes up with his name
bleeding diamonds
This name holds himself more power
More meaning.
Zach seemed to have been forgotten.
And all thats left his the wind and his poems.
His life
Seems helpless.
Girls seem uninterested
Whats there to love about him?
He was always forced into  secrecy  
Never won a girl's heart in his life
Wanted the best
Only as b.d he knew
How to share who he  was
Only one best friend
Only two talents.
One: writing
Two: screamo.
Put them  together.
Some type of fan base?
Are you?
No.
Maybe
Let him bleed the  diamonds
He needs to bleed
To be
heard
understood
*loved

Hissing by like a snake
******* on the heads of those who bow
You
Have no respect.
No remorse
You are not
Human.
Never was.
Because
Humans care
Humans love
Humans have compassion,
And you
Well
You are something else entirely.
This was just a note to say
I hate you

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acting apart
my teeth chatter,
my blood with a splatter.
please baby,
don't make my heart shatter.

****
sometimes that is all someone can say.
****

i once was a happy boy.
I could just see myself back then:
happy little Zach playing with his legos,
believing in god,
watching Nascar,
and living without a father.
Well to be honest,
things didn't stay that way.
My mother met an abusive man,
which of course,
was unknown at the time.
This lead to me having to grow up,
beyond measures of normality.
I wish i could be that little Zach again.
I wish i could capture every moment.
But i grew up
into something i should have never become:
a hateful boy who wants his father gone.
But i find strength
inside the littlest things.
As i watch
for the time to come
to never
come
back

Let the first bird fly
What a bother  me to you.
Why do you look down upon me?
Why am I not good enough?
Not your definition of attractive.
I know
I'm actually diagnosed with depression.
It's real.
Not nice
Not fun.
No need to watch me
You'll  see it every day.
I am imperfect  
Not impressive
I ****
My poetry *****.
I know.
I wish I was dead.
I wish everything I touched would forgive me.
Those who love me lie to me.
How can you love someone so dead
But still breathes his foul air.
Don't examine me
I have nothing to  offer you.
I have love
No one wants it.
I have passion
No one chooses to see it.
Do not try to cheer me up.
It only makes me feel worse.
Let me drown in this sorrow.
I dont want to go on
No more
I do not cut
I do not hit walls
I do nothing with my anger
Really.
I don't
So
This
Is
My
Anger
Thanks for reading
This terrible poem

two steps forward,
one step back.
But what if,
you cannot step any further.
What if,
the ground had failed you
and you went falling
into the abyss of nothing.
please dont't tell me
i'll never escape.
Because i can take two steps forward,
and never look back

the day she died,
I felt the absence.
The second she pulled the trigger,
i fell to the ground.
She was my inspiration.
She rose above drugs, and alcohol
by the age of 15.
By the time she met me,
she had gone through more than most will in their life time.
She gave up.
She let go of her life.
And for that, I mourn.
But I rejoice to her life,
and what she did,
who she was.
I wish she was still here,
maybe I could've met her unborn children
and become the best uncle ever.
But I know she was in pain.
I give her credit for the hell she conquered.
So I say now,
I cant wait to see you again,
someday

thank you
for being here
for reading this
for taking the time
to see what i have to say.
Thank you
for
showing me
that there are people
who will listen

The poets are in the house.
One night stand.
here 'em slam
hear them call out what problems we face.
Yes, folks it all a race.
Time to pin it *** up face first.
But wait.
Is that what you expect of me?
You want me to be a magical poet,
singing to your heart with my words.
You want me to turn you on
with the slightest sight of a sentence.
And not have a single bit of repentance.
I am a poet,
but not the thing you always want me to be.
Im not the sexiest poet,
im not the smartest poet,
no,
im just me

If I told you I was dying.
Drowning in my sleep
If I told you I was bleeding
Wrists gushing from the vein
If I told you I was ******* insane.
If I told you I was dying.
Choking in my wake.
And sinking in a lake.
If I told you
I can’t take it anymore.
Every inch of my soul has been explored.
Yeah I’ve told you time and time again
The palm of my hand is so cold
This feeling gets quite old.
I’ve been waiting
Always waiting
For the right time
To tell you that I am not okay.
To tell you that I will not obey
These commands
That seek to **** me further.
I have lost all hope
Because I am losing myself!
Don’t tell me lies
Don’t say it will be alright
Because I am telling you
You can do nothing to stop everything.
You command me to be happy
But bad things keep happening
You treat depression as a concession
Just waiting to charge me
So this is my confession
I hate being seen this way
You send all the doctors
But they really just proctor my life’s events
Pick at my brain and expose what causes me pain
I will never heal this way!
…
Respect my wishes
Undo these stitches
Let me scream which is
My life’s calling!
I’ve received a gift
To make an ordinary life shift
But I am still crying
Over filling with tears
My soul as a tub
Only filling with fears.
There is no escaping my mind!
Raise me up
I’m broken
But a piece of my love is my token
To redeem myself.
Don’t leave me this way
All there is, is rage!
Join me on the stage
This is the way
We turn the page
And light the book on fire!
Burn, ***** burn.
Reckless
The broken are the most dangerous because we have nothing left to lose
You cannot threaten me with a noose
String me up and hang me
But you will only encourage me
If I told you I was broken
I have nothing left to offer
If I told you that you were too late
If I told you
I was drowning in my sleep
…
Would you even care?

Im crying
Everyones sees
Im in the kitchen
Knife in hand
Clouds of dust surround me
I can smell the scent of musty wood.
I can feel the wind tickle my cheek.
Im crying
Yep.
Tears strong enough to drop the new years ball.
I have a gift
Something that should lift me.
But it wont
Because im so far down.
People come into the kitchen to ask Whats wrong.
**I'll blame it on the onions

Acting of love
Acting of hate
both the same
Always
From the heart.

the sky looks like its been painted.
The grass isn't real anymore.
The birds soar among lies.
And though nobody tries,
the world seems to have stopped spinning
This place.
This world.
This masterpiece
is nothing but a lie.
This is the confession of god.
Simulated lives,
predictable outcomes.
Its all one big
*diversion

Bitter beatings
Outflow
My  happiest memories...
*anyone else?

Im dying
I've said it a million times.
in a loop
over and over
I die.
relate.
anyone
please.

If i could visit myself in the past
i'd tell him 3 simple words
"hold on,Zach"
But only I would know,
that that's what he needed to hear,
when he was close to ending it all
I'd tell him to love, never forget who he was,
and live his life the way I do now.
I'd tell him he is worth a lot.
God told me so.
I would tell him someone would eventually love him,
more than any girl ever did before.
I'd tell him to prepare, for the deaths yet to come.
And be the one to be brave.
I want him to believe in himself,
because that was a major flaw.
I'd tel him to think outside the box, and be the bigger man.
I would thank him, for holding on this far,
because it gave me a chance to live
Zach, thank you, from your future self.
you made it count,
don't stop trying
I owe it all to you
And that's what I'd say
if i could go back

Wind swirls tonight.
The howl is almost unbearable,
and the sun seems to have disappeared for the day.
I watch as the snow
gently falls from the sky,
with such such elegance.
Kindness flutters through my bones,
as I shiver and quiver throughout the night.
A cold night indeed.
Outside is a whirlwind,
just as my soul.
I pray my simple prayer
and shut my eyes.
I dream.
Of the weather.
Of time.
Snow fills my eyelids.
I'm drowning.
Pushing up while the graceful weather
only continues to cover me.
It cracks my skin,
leaving only room for the snowflakes.
Death so cold.
Only so warm.
It burns my soul
yet so cold.
The winter weather pulls at my heart,
just as the Aztecs once did.
I raise it to the sun,
begging for the sun just to reckon
melting it away.
I'm frozen.
I've died.
Inside.

the price of life
love
and it hurts
*alot

Today,
is Day of Silence at my school.
Today,
voices ring out to me because my silence
is their voice.
I cannot speak today,
oh what a challenge this will be.
I do this for my sister,
a victim of suicide.
lord, hear their voices.
Hear their voices,
hear your children
Do not fall to the depths of suicide.
Please,
hear it from me.
The process is painful.
The funeral is hard,
and after is worse.
Believe me,
it will get better.
Just gotta keep looking on.
Be strong,
keep your head up,
and love life,
*it's all you got

Im sorry.
I couldnt do it.
See the thing is
Pressure builds up.
Fear takes hold
And i am left a victim.
I wish i didnt have to change for you.
When you told me you loved me
Was it true
or was it because you felt you had to say it.
I love you.
But i cant change me
Not even for you
Because i would never ask you
To change
Love me
Just the way i am
Or leave me

I've just died.
Oh ****
well...
*what should I have done

innocence in a world of hate.