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 Nov 2014
wordvango
before the last breath I ask am I forgivable?
I in strength forgave those who laughed
i in weak times spat in their face
I was formidable in me.
I saw beauty, I played the recess with melody,
i forsook those who loved me. I gave, at
times what I did not have, I shared tears and cried and felt.
I carried those who could not walk.
Then, they carried me.
I fell down, got up. I went down to the valleys,
up  the hills,
played when I should have been working.
Lost I was most of life. I never lied down.
I had red in my veins, given by destiny, terrors at night,
visions. Deciding was hard, to be me.
I share with you my inner self
honestly.
.
 Nov 2014
Chalsey Wilder
“I hope you go to heaven so that I'll never have to see you in hell!"
OR
“I would rather live in hell if it's never to see you again!"
My best comebacks.
 Nov 2014
Poetic T
Thrown back, like unclean
Not even as a second look,
Features great the cold ground,
Feeling more in this moment
Of contact, than in life
Smile,
Laugh,
Fake,
Feelings upon show, not opening
That emotion that shows,
I have hands out, as if trying to cup
Water,
Air,
Charity,
Of others, not wanting to go back,
"I will not look back"
They shut that door, and ended it.
A new harder chapter in my
Walk of life, But the ground is
Cold,
Vacant,
Unfeeling,
But it is upon this I now rest a
Weary head,
Curled up,
Protection of self,
For predators of the night greet darkness
I hope that a new day awakens my eyes,
For I am among many,
Vacant emotion upon many faces
As if the world has won over them,
I just wish to open my eyes and greet a new day
I am among many unwanted but still wish *life.
 Nov 2014
Poetic T
Twins of opposites, cradled upon
Darkness
&
Light,
Each brought up in the beauty
That beholds each,
Darkness looked upon all of it
Surrounded, it had beauties not
Seen, elegance beheld
The sky at night, the opposite twin
Sparkled,
Flickering,
Glints,
Gentle pin drops in the heavens,
Bringing a mergence of both
"A beauty to behold"
Down to earth all sleep
Embraced in the  silence
Entwined in night,
The gift given away from  light
And so
Illumination
Radiant
Light
Did end the time of  darkness
And so one twin left for the others
Time so shine on and all was seen
In all it glory, but even in light there is
Darkness
But not of the twin, but of mankind's heart
It was a contrast of the twins,
Shifting,
Changing,
Mixtures
Of both at once, But light was good
For beauty shined through, every inch
It gave light, nurturing growth
That all reached for above
As if to touch the giver of life,
Darkness could have fun with light
Taking the sky up before the light
Eclipsing
Overshadow
Shrouding
Taking the limelight away from its twin,
But the mixture of both, excites
Those below, the spectacle of each
If only for a short time in the skies above,
So the twins are of Darkness and Light
Play with each ones given talent,
They were mischievous but each held
Their own beauty and dangers,
But they are twins of opposites,
From the beginning till the end of time.
 Oct 2014
Margrethe H K
Outside the sky clogs like bruises
I lay in bed and smoke, thinking
you have disappointed me for the last time

I dream I am in bed with a new lover
watching my reflection in his eyes

The way he says my name, like prayer
like scripture
as if he has come into a sacred place
and each touch must preserve even while it plunders

Last night the bed was a nest of nerves and wrong turns
knees bumping out of rhythm
the scraping of teeth
my ring catching your skin

And the red luminous glow of the alarm clock
measuring the long hours of frustration

Then the crack of a beer can opening
and the sound of your ****
splashing across the toilet seat
in the dark

And in that moment I knew
the problem was you

and not

the absence of my *******.
 Oct 2014
Céline
Can we start all over again?

Let me introduce myself.

We can laugh and talk,
We can fall into desperate curiosity of one another
Again
Relearn what we already know
And give each other
a second chance.
 Oct 2014
Blake Dixon
I lay here broken
without a sound
nobody cares
nobodies around

they called me useless
they called me fake
there isn't much more
of this I can take
all this weight on my arms
and their about to break.

I grab my journal
and begin to write
trying to continue
to fight
my pen makes contact
the paper tears
it's been soaked in all my tears

im out of luck
that was my last page
this is too much to deal with
at my age
all these feeling locked up
with me in a cage.

I have no way to fight
so I guess I choose flight
I grab me blade
and go to the light.
if I don't write back soon...im probably dead
 Oct 2014
Chalsey Wilder
My mind is in-between
In-between hell and insanity
In-between heaven and solitude
My heart is in-between
In-between hoping and wanting
In-between sorrow and self punishment
My soul is in-between
In-between hell's cold fire and heaven's pure indifference
In-between my mind and my heart's in-betweens
In-betweens are difficult. Though I am difficult. Very difficult indeed.
 Oct 2014
Riley Lavender
I think
sometimes
I bring you up
in conversations
just so my lips
can form your name
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