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 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emma Azura
Sigh
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Emma Azura
after hours my thoughts trudge through loneliness
get deeper into the abyss
dig your own grave
push yourself into that corner
cry your silent tears while people stare from behind their technology
dare to ask me if I'm okay
if you even remember to
same old sad story: sequel, spin-off, and adaptation
feelings aren't real
they are only in your head

where else would they be?
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Jay Bryant
Every day it seems I try, but I can't get my mind off this
The silent cries of the victims who appear to be invisible
The ones who'll never reach their pinnacle,
Their names and faces I'll never know
I shed a tear for them, but they'll never know
My actions never seem cynical
Though these conditions on Earth are critical
I said a prayer for you, but you'll never know
Love is in the air, but the pollution is strong
And hate continues to grow
It seems like the hope of finding a solution is gone
They dilute the truth, bomb the innocent,
Then tell you to salute the troops
They’re just doing what they’re told like you
By these groups of men focused on money and sin
Trying to prolong the life they live,
Because they sense the end
Though I sense my life is yet to begin
Since this knowledge in my head is telling me
I need to be spiritually and mentally fed
Like there’s a divine bread I’ve yet to taste
I’ve yet to face an obstacle
That remains an obstacle
My mind is sick
Though there’s no need for a Dr. or Hospital
That can give a prescription for this
The truth is an addiction
In the eyes of those who can’t observe the twist
So I guess I’m addicted
Long ago all of these tragedies were predicted
Though we humans don’t try to prevent them
We only pray for the sins we've already committed
As for the criminals who’ll never be convicted
The one’s in high places  
For their achievements you commend them
At the end of their time and the beginning of mine
God will give them a sentence
I’m starting to ramble let me end it
Let’s see if you can take your mind off this
Hundreds of children died from hunger
While you were reading this.
 Oct 2013 Eliza
María José
She used to smile
to really smile
she used to love life.

But then one day,
From nowhere,
her life compleatly changed.

"I've got to be strong"
She said to herself
and so, her heart she locked away.

She was strong for years,
but as time went by
she started to fear

Her feelings wanted fredom
so she opened her heart for a little while
and then they came pouring...

Shouting and bitting
screaming and demanding attention
she couldn't take the preasure

So she wrote a note to her loved ones
and with tears in her eyes
she swallow the death pills

But her sister saved her
she went to get help
and they helped her

The fellings are strong
but now she knows,
she knows she is stronger.
 Oct 2013 Eliza
rained-on parade
One year, seventy six poems
and twenty five thousand glances
later.

You are gone.
I am alive.
Still.

He is here.
I want him to be.
And only for myself.

The wants have disappeared,
the time has finally come.

Give of yourself for yourself.

So I shall
this time
take a step forward
no more two behind.

Feel whatever comes,
take whatever gives.

*Almost dying with a smile on my face.
20th October 2013. One year since I first started writing here.
 Oct 2013 Eliza
maybella snow
i want to love you
but i cant
i'm scared
and you don't
understand
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Sara Ackermann
Sobbing from down the hall
Everyone feels unsafe
Yelling and anger in faces unseen
Restrained violence set free

Slamming doors, crashing lamps
Flinches and anxiety
Papers being ripped by invisible hands
Conversation and laughter
Forces out of bleeding throats
Swearing and ******
Held back fists fly loose

Overlapping shadows emerge
From itching cuts and scars
Broken glasses shattered everywhere
Whispering of rubber bands
Bruising slender wrists

Sudden silence, a gut wrenching scream
Heavy footfalls creating earthquakes
Fear wrought eyes bleeding tears
Saying a last goodbye
As the gunshot fades
Bringing silence once again
Forever to be heard.
Oh look my second poem during treatment.  I feel like there's going to be a lot of these.
I am cynical
I am lost
I tie anchors to my feet
and complain when I drown
I am clingy, corrupt
I need so many people
yet I push them away
when they get too close
I am broken
I am scarred
I build my walls
and I tear them down
I'm lonely, tired, sad
I am a mess.
Make sense of me?
 Oct 2013 Eliza
Leena Vango
Tell me why I have you etched so deep inside of me?
The fact that I allowed you to slide on in to me, still contemplating whether my actions were wise.
What a shame, I had lost myself...

Tell me why you had to bring things to the table that no other woman could?

Tell me why this feeling has manifested deep into my chest consisting of aches and sharpened blades gauging my soul.

You, yes you. You know who you are. You released my dopamine and I-I saw you as perfection.
You then proceeded to walk away. It seemed as if the world fell apart, but it was me...

Tell me why, I am now realizing I am wrong... Wrong for etching you so deep inside of me?
 Oct 2013 Eliza
witchy woman
(oh) I stumble wired and thin
You've pinned me under your thumb
To watch me come undone again

(don't) you know you're sewn into my head
Work of a thick, jagged needle
And a rusty, barbed wire thread

Chorus:
I feel her coming
I can hear her screaming
Yeah, I know she's just teasing
And I'm powerless to fight back

(Yeah) I sense her haunting
Engulfed in self-loathing
You know, she's only wanting
Her weary mind to falter back

I wake
To the iridescent cascade
Of pale light
Streaked across your face

I dance, sweet temptress in hand
As I stray out of my mind
And fix myself another line

Chorus (again)

Oh baby don't you see these scars?
Break my neck and spare my heart
Daddy can you spot my tracks?
Daddy when will you face the facts?

Your child has grown
Your baby's moved on
And now your little girl
Is dead and gone
Lyrics I wrote for my first song with my girls
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