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 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
Woah.
Hold on a moment.
I just told her
"I love you a fuckton more than a fuckton. Plus a whale made of Jell-o."
I'm not even sure what that means
Does anyone?
Probably not
Maybe they're just words, but they seemed to make sense
When I said them
 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
Come on over,
I've got food!
It's alright if you
eat it all
I don't mind if you
want to watch tv
Just show me some sign
of you
not hating me
 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
******* tired of trying to be
                                        Atlas
I need to be me for a change
dlrow ym fo thgiew eht
rednu gnilbmurc m'I

So I'm done
I quit
I will show emotion
**** that facade
**** always smiling

Because right now
I'm pouring the chocolate syrup
All over the floor
And I've gotta say
This
Feels
Great
 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
LIESLIESLIES
I am the essence of
LIESLIESLIES
I make my memory through
LIESLIESLIES
I leave a legacy of
LIESLIESLIES
I give you nothing but
LIESLIESLIES**
A hypocrite and liar,
Once displayed
Is nothing more
 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
Mr. Wall if I needed you ever, it's now
I've lost the want, the drive, the spark
Mr. Wall I just need you to please show me how
To avoid the inevitable; build Noah's Ark

Take me away from this drowning feeling
Mr. Wall take me somewhere that's warm
Steady my head, for my poor mind is reeling
Harbor me now from this storm

Mr. Wall, I'm afraid of what I might do
What I might, in bad judgement, decide
Mr. Wall keep me safe. Please! I beg you!
Grasp firmly and stand by my side

I feel myself slipping, Mr. Wall, my good friend
I need you to show me the way
To stop all these thoughts from achieving the end
Please Mr. Wall, let me stay.
 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
I just bribed the ferryman, oh yes, I bribed him well
Don't matter how much mischief because we're both headed to hell
I bribed the man to take some time to tell me of his life
He told me of the way he takes the coinage for his wife
He told me he writes poetry, but only in his head
He wrote some lovely lullabies (and love songs for the dead)
The man is quite a cook and made some killer Wonton soup
Then he told me of his wish to make a knit and crochet group
The ferryman that took the ****** seemed like a really awesome guy
And it almost made it worth it that I had had to die
 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
"Everything wants to be free," said the girl
"Yes, everything wants to be free.
A dog to its owner would say,
Should it talk:
'Please take this leash off of me'"

"Everything wants to be free," said the girl
As she looked from my face to the sky
"Even yourself, though you don't know it yet
Every man, woman, child, and I"

"Everything wants to be free," spoke I, soft
And she stared with her deep, endless eyes
"And yes, you were right, I did not know it then
But to me, this comes as no surprise"

"Everything wants to be free," said the winds
And swirling around us, they came
And whispered the thoughts that we hid in our minds
While calling us gently by name

"Everything wants to be free," said the world
In unison, voicing as one
A merging that started from this very girl
A unity that she'd begun
Not sure if I wrote this one about you, but I know that I thought of you as I wrote it
 Sep 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
I was born on a leap year
Right before the Millenium
A family of five in Mexico were stabbed
Six days before I arrived
And in the same month
(But half the days)
That Rusty won the first NASCAR race
In Japan

Call me a Scorpio, I don't mind
I was born in the year of the rat
And the zodiac says that fire's my element
But I always liked my time spent in water

Pearl is to the ancients
What Topaz is today
Though neither value much
To the people on the Boeing 747
Or the Ilyushin Il-76 cargo plane
That killed 349 people
With the force of their collision

When you look up the day
That I came to be known
As another member of the living
They'll tell you all about the fatal, terrible crash
That I was too young to remember or even witness

Being born in the '90's earns me
No extra respect
No reverent awe
No special treatment
I was born too late for the long-haired peace
Disco and drugs
A John Hughes-like high school
And only my parents got away with
Sweat pants and leg warmers
Or turtleneck sweaters

I am just another 96 baby
But they don't make them like us
Anymore
 Aug 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
She says that she's alright
Instinctively, I ask
"Promise?"
 Aug 2013 Elizabeth Ann
Jared Eli
Mirror, mirror
On the wall
Who will catch me
When I fall?

Mirror, mirror
In my room
Why'd they take me
From the womb?

Mirror, mirror
In my sleep
Who sees my tears
When I weep?

Mirror, mirror
In my head
Show the Me
Who isn't dead
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