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 Jan 2017
Alyssa De Marzo
Fists can only clench so tight
And I hold every ounce of pain inside
Never know where I'll be sleeping the next night
Behind my smile depression knows he can hide

My knuckles bleeding out my heart
The pieces shattered all over the floor
Holding on to my broken home
Because I prepared myself to meet the door

My body moved by anger
My heart overwhelmed with fear
Pills never seemed so sweet
I convince myself I belong here

Inhale
Exhale
In then out
I plan life to go north
Then it all crumbles toward south

I've been feeling a lot like rain
Falling into love but in love with pain
I feel more than the average human
just enough to go insane.

Well too late because
I'm crazy
I'm ******
I'm gone
I'd say I live my life in silence
But on the contrary I'm a living song
 Jan 2017
Satandra Asberry
I apologize to my children once again,
I know u probably wondering when the pain will end.
Mommy messed up made wrong decisions and because of me we are apart,
I know u probably tired of me breaking your hearts.
Again i must overcome this obstacle and i will continue to fight,
But thats no excuse for my choices and no matter what I will make it right.
I hope u still love me and accept me for who I am right now today,
Just know that im not giving up on u and Im not far away.
Im to blame for everything me not u my love it is not your fault,
U matter the most u didnt ask to be here u wouldn't understand if you was never taught.
Please understand those selfish days with the sickness im fighting they may come again,
Im trying to find me and love me so i can love u and our struggle will come to a end.
Soon my babies i will get our family out of this messed up situation,
Who says motherhood doesnt come with its trials and tribulations.
As soon as i can get us right the pain in your hearts will no longer live,
I will mend your hearts from that pain even if you're not ready to forgive.
Every second we are apart i miss and love u will never give up that is a fact,
For now its no goodbye's for it is soon we will have our family back!
Bryson Bryonna Breshawna Bryshawn Josholyn Joshae Lyrical. Forgive me!!
 Jan 2017
Nico Reznick
There are no right answers.
The sky rejects the birds, turns them
over to gravity,
embedding them in the concrete and dirt.
The grit refuses to become a pearl,
just as the wound refuses to heal
and the flesh eats itself.
The market sees a sudden spike in
sales of Champagne and cyanide.
Coordinated efforts seek and fail
to curtail the rising tide of violence
in the nation's dreaming.
You realise that this crude, barbaric language
that you can't understand
is your own.
Beauty glitches and pixelates.
Frightened, furtive confessions of love
are unheard over proud, visceral
proclamations of hate.
Tongues divorce mouths.
Every now and then, a voice
inside your head says,
'Thud.'
The measures of sanity become
more quantifiable and
totally arbitrary.
The horizon
tightens
like
a noose.

It doesn't matter if this is wrong.
There are no right answers.
Spoken Word Video: https://youtu.be/wGxRvuMWCig
 Jan 2017
phil roberts
Hello
It's me again
It's the early hours and I'm slightly drunk
And it's me again

He has the sins of his mind
Which keep him warm inside
Amidst the weary and the wasted
Such warmth keeps him alive

Restless
I've always been restless
I hate to move yet I can't sit still
Hours are endless

There is a thrush inside his head
An agony of wings
Panic beaten thrashing
A cage of singing things

Anxious
Still always anxious
Even though I've slowed right down
This edge is ageless

Laying low and watching
A million sub-plots hatching
Paranoid and paranormal
He scatters to survive

                                     By Phil Roberts
 Jan 2017
Jellyfish
When I recall the things I've done,
my heart shivers and scolds me
for inflicting so much pain...
not only on myself but on the one I love the most.
I try my best to remain stable,
but sometimes it's hard
I'll see something I shouldn't have
and everything floods back.
I'll spend minutes to hours,
just being upset with myself
but then I remember
it's in the past and now is what matters.
It's never fun, having insecure moments.
 Jan 2017
leah
i searched for depth in the shallow end
of the pool, in a place where depth did not
exist, and yet i somehow managed to drown.
this is an excerpt from a spoken word poem i wrote a few days ago. send feedback if you'd please !
 Jan 2017
mikecccc
rot
waste away
tis the way of nature
to decay day by day
to make way
for something new
decaying isn't fun
nature doesn't much care
but we do
we often try to fight it
or try to ignore it
do birds care
they would if they could
probably.
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