Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
We often express almost everything we feel
We express what we think is real
We express for it is the thing what keeps our sanity
We express because it is where we find our serenity

We express not just because we wanted to be understood
We express because it is what we want
Who even cares if they do not understand what we try to convey?
Who even cares if they do not understand us?

We express because it is our free will
We express because we wanted to
We express because we are members of this wondrous human society
We express because we desire to show this world what we have in mind

A great friend of mine once mentioned an acronym
Which was "D.I.E." and stood for "Do not Implode, Express."
It really made a mark on my mind
It was like the blade of a sword which slashed my cold body

Long have I kept my misgivings in my dark side
Long have I sought things that no one can ever abide
Long have I wandered this world alone
Long have I imploded just not to hurt others

Expressing is a great thing to do
It is as magnificent as life
Expressing my thoughts does really take lots of courage
But it takes more courage to stop imploding and start expressing
Let those who will of friendship sing,
And to its guerdon grateful be,
But I a lyric garland bring
To crown thee, O, mine enemy!

Thanks, endless thanks, to thee I owe
For that my lifelong journey through
Thine honest hate has done for me
What love perchance had failed to do.

I had not scaled such weary heights
But that I held thy scorn in fear,
And never keenest lure might match
The subtle goading of thy sneer.

Thine anger struck from me a fire
That purged all dull content away,
Our mortal strife to me has been
Unflagging spur from day to day.

And thus, while all the world may laud
The gifts of love and loyalty,
I lay my meed of gratitude
Before thy feet, mine enemy!
 Dec 2013 drunkonthoughts
tayler
heated flavors and
icy noises, up in the
high strata with
a singed mind of
transcendent swallowed thoughts
your molting feathers
fall down to the cobble stones
proclaiming the words
of your mind
up in this planetarium of
a passing breeze
you replace the stars
with gleaming clumps
of barb wire and broken wings
that rattle through the night
screeching frequencies
of your lost-in-precipitation mind
you see the dreams
of the masses
devoured by green,
which clash with
the medley of floral souls
within your grey matter
you breathe out a brink-filled
sigh of infinite--
all those emotional droplets
in that spiderweb mind.
perhaps one day
they will see with your eyes
or even the eyes of your eyes
but for now you are stuck
shouting at them to love
a love greater than that of Lady Black herself
but their ears are stopped up
with the spoon-fed lies of how
to live and they settle for
contentment, and not
passion
Two choices lie ahead,
None lies behind.
Even though i want to,
I cant run and hide.

Little voices beckon me,
From both the unknown paths.
Who should I listen to,
When both capture my heart?

With a little excitement,
And fear of change,
I make my choice and move ahead,
Without so much as a cringe.

Today I close my eyes,
And wonder what would have been,
If i had chosen the path,
That still remains unseen.

Then with a smile I tell myself,
This question has to end.
And with that smile I move on,
To wherever life has to send.
 Dec 2013 drunkonthoughts
ARI
Another sleepless night Im having
Bothered by these unfair thoughts.
Crippled by the guilt im feeling
Destroying my once lovely dreaming.

Every time I see her face
Fear rips through my tightened chest.
Gentle laughter now forgotten
Hatred for myself still blooming.

I feel as though Im always followed
Jumping at each and every noise.
Keeping to myself and crying
Learning to hide from my nightmares.

Maybe one day I'll be just fine
No longer blaming myself.
Or perhaps I will never change
Possibly only becoming worse.

Quizzical is my way of thinking
Ridiculous I have become.
Sulking in my darkened shadow
Teetering on the line of insanity.

Unwanted pain fills my soul
Vanquishing my beautiful memories.
Withering away from everybody
Xenophobe I now have become.

Zealous I will never be again.


-ARI
 Dec 2013 drunkonthoughts
rivy
i don't want to be the one who never knows when to cherish a silent moment with you
i want to be the one who whispers i love you in your ear, under the onyx sky as i hold your cold hands in mine
i don't want to taste cheap wine from your sweet lips at seven in the morning
when i know you haven't even slept yet
i want to taste your mom's brewed coffee
i don't want to breathe in smoke
when you hold me in your arms
i want to feel your heart beating faster as i smile against your neck
i don't want to cry myself to sleep
unless i can be in the comfort of your arms as you whisper sweet nothings and tells me everything will be alright
but aFter staring at the starlighted sky
i lay myself on an emptied bed
you open up your tired eyes
and for a moment we both wish we could take back the words we didn't mean tO say out loud
and we are both very aware of the seven hours that teaRs us apart
i don't want to be the one waiting at the phone for a call or anY sign telling me you're still mine
mostly because i know you'll be the One picking up and putting down the phone after realising you don't miss my voice enoUgh to listen to it for the last time
because i can't get you out of my **** mind
an immorality of words
from a hypocrisy of humans
pretending to live a truth
with a lie underlying the illusion
collusion in revolution
the only way we have to prove
that life is what you choose
we never chose the chosen few of them
Hold your breath 
And count to ten
This doesn't have to be the end

There's thing to see
Places to be 
People to meet

Tomorrow's another day
So hold your head up high
Let hope fill your heart

I know it's hard to live this way
And I know it's hard to face the day
And I know it's hard to say your ok 

But no matter what
 may come
I will always be here 
Like the rising sun

Hope is your anchor
But don't let it hold you down
Let it help you to fly

Fly away from the pain
Fly away from the hate
Fly away from your demons

But no matter where you may fly
You can always come back to me
I'll always stand by your side

So put down your walls 
I see straight through them 
I see the hidden pain inside

It will all be okay
In the end
But this doesn't have to be the end
To be okay 
{B.W.}
only the moon knew her darkest secrets, the depth of her thought was the deepest, up all night, its something she does frequent, she's an angel from heaven, that fell for a demon, a beautiful image, turned into a broken spirit, constant arguments and disagreements,
her smile held pain, but she stuck to concealment, because her friends and the world were incoherent, I got to see her smile one day, ever since then, nothing has been the same,
she no longer puts that same smile on her face, she once felt grace, but it turned to disgrace, the beauty she holds is inexplainable, the purity in her soul is gold, yet unattainable, because she no longer holds trust,
what she thought was love, turned into lust,,an addicting drug, that having is a must, the magical feeling, turned into dust, she misses the memories, kisses, and hugs, now she confides in her own sorrow, asking god for a better tomorrow, he gives her a light to follow, but her own pride is hard to swallow, A beautiful intelligent female, who felt love through the most intimate detail,
at school she was the most diligent female, filled in amazing aspects, and assets, but she continues to feel the absence, and still doesnt comprehend the circumstances,
for his actions, of dissatisfaction,
still to this day hasnt changed her reaction, the biggest heart break shes ever dealt with, it was minor to him, but her heart really felt it, like a beautiful ice sculpture, she melted,
and there I was the person to who she vented, staring deep into her dark brown eyes, i saw what nobody else saw, deep deep inside, she was wise at mind, i searched more within, as the sun rised, a beautiful lonely girl, that told me under the stars and moonlight,
"hold me close and never let go."
i was there to carefully listen,
she opened up like a book.
after she looked up to me and said i was different, that i just might be what her heart was missin,
her eyes and smile once again glistened, i told her,
"look at the stars, look how they shine for you, until the stars in the sky shine no more, i'll always be there, until the end of time for you."
Next page