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 Jan 2015
epictails
She finds beauty in everything, in everyone
But she can't find any in herself.
Whenever one tries to leave,
They get ****** back in.
 Jan 2015
epictails
You bit your lips,
All bloodied and damp
From the despair
That consumed your teeth

Your eyes
weary and lifeless
From the silent nights that fueled
Your torment

Your body,
A testament to the
Musings of a wrecked ship
That is yourself

Your words eager to blow forth
From the mouth
That has rolled with
The bitterness of dark solitude

Your mind
a mere shell
of madness and escape

Your life
An empty message
That the world is a hopeless clash
Of selfish souls
Thirsty of imprinting their kind
With the demons
They themselves have reared
i tried to recall
my youth
the time when
i wasnt aware
of the cruel things
that was lurking
in this world

i tried to recall
the last time
when my mother
told me a story
or sang me to sleep
as she tapped my arms
and hugged me

i tried to recall
the time
i last shared
a laugh with my father
i miss the times
when he took care of me
when I was sick
and when he'd
feed me

i tried to recall
the moments
when our life
was much simpler
i felt pain in my chest
my eyes stung
as tears started falling
and my heart
kept on breaking
I wish I could go back
 Jan 2015
epictails
Mother,
Tell me why people
Hurt each other
Why father tears you apart
Yet you smile in pain

Mother,
Remember the time
When a homeless man
Was a filth
In a woman's eyes?
A curse even in his helplessness?

Mother,
Why do the kids in school
Despise a color?
Is black all that bad?
I happen to like that boy,
why can't they?

Mother,
Why did cousin die
Just because
She wore the wrong clothes
Acted funny
When she was having fun by herself?

Mother,
Why do people hurt each other?
Make me understand
Please,please
My chest feels weird
When I see tears and black and blue
And scars, too
I hate seeing people sad
Don't you hate it too?
Tried to think of this poem as something that my inquisitive seven year old sister will say. And I think when I was young I asked something similar to someone ( cant remember who)
 Jan 2015
Bleeding Rose
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It ***** being
afraid to wake you up.
because your dreams,
are better then our reality.
You came during the darkest of days,
Became the calm in the storm,
The rainbow after the rain.

Tonight as I lie awake in the dark,
My mind is filled with thoughts of you.
In my life you've left your mark,
I hope your feelings are true, too.

I felt everything and nothing all at once.
You became the center of my universe,
A dream come true.

Yours is the kiss that awakens the soul,
Yours is the hand that fits mine best,
Yours is the smile that makes me feel whole.

You are the one I cherish the most.
It doesn't make sense. And yet it does.
You make me the happiest and the saddest.
You are a code that's difficult to decipher,
A puzzle that has it's missing pieces.
You are the source of my strength, and you are also my weakness. A cliche I guess.
But you are unlike the others

— The End —