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Feb 2023 · 222
No Crust
I now understand the non-crust people
The people who don't eat the pizza crust

You know those people?
The ones who don't eat the crust after they finish the pizza?

When the marinara
The mozzarella
And the accoutrement are gone
That last piece of bread
With nothing else on it
Nothing but crust
You know those people?
You probably grew up with those people
The non-crust people
And you ask
Why don't you want your crust?
My favorite part is the crust!
And they say
I just don't need it.
I just don't like the crust.

Why don't they want the crust?
What's so bad about just bread?
There's nothing wrong with the crust
I never thought there was anything wrong with the crust
I genuinely did love the crust.

But I've reached a point,
Where I've had too much crust
And not enough of what makes a pizza,
A pizza
Feb 2019 · 166
hole
everyone's got their **** together,
but me
everyone's out there succeeding,
and being

i'm just the girl at the bottom of the hole
trapped at the bottom
just gasping and grasping
for air or a ladder
maybe a hand?

someone to pull me up
so I can stand
and I know who I'd ask,
but he isn't here
I'm supposed to be older
I'm supposed to be wiser

"This is independence
pick yourself up!"
But how do you stand
when you're sinking so fast
you can't even grasp
the idea that you're
already sinking
just sinking,
lower
      and lower,
into the hole
and you're spiraling now
because you thought that you had it

you thought you could pick yourself up
off the ground
you thought you could just climb right out
of that hole you fell down,
the one that he put you in
because how could he do this to you?
but HE'S just being INDEPENDENT
so WHY can't YOU do it?

It's not HIS hole you fell down..
and that's when you realize
you're stuck in this place

but you dug it yourself
Oct 2018 · 334
Showers
Sometimes I dread showering because it means I have to walk by the mirror
And I hate the idea of seeing myself
How I look
How others must see me
It is the one thing I truly fear:
Myself

Most days a fake smile is enough to believe I'm happy,
Some days I can't fake it no matter how hard I try

I'm in a slump and I feel useless
I don't want to get up
I don't want to sleep
I don't want to create
I don't want to exist
Its too tiring

But when I think of the people I'll disappoint if I just left,
I cry because they'd be devastated

I can't drown my sorrows in alcohol because I don't like it
I can't numb the pain with drugs because I can't afford them
So I sit here,
In the shower,
Trying to scrub it away

Letting the water cleanse my pores
And my soul
Even though in the next 10 minutes it'll be like it never left
May 2018 · 740
mask
There's a reason people think I'm mean
why I seem so hateful and different
I guess I used to be so nice to everyone
because I needed to hide behind a mask
a mask that made me seem happy
made me seem kind

Of course i'm still kind,
I know what it feels like to feel
left out
disliked
alone.
So I'm nice to the people I know need it
the people like me,
who need someone to tell them it's okay,
like a flower needs the sun

we all want that warmth,
that warmth that is the love of those around us

I know that my parents think I'm different
I'm not the same little girl they once knew
I'm not cheerful
I'm not optomistic
Something broke inside me
like a bone when you hit the ground

For some, the bone might heal correctly
And come back stronger,
making them a better person
those are the people we want to know about.
the damaged people who became normal

But what about the others?
The bones that didn't grow back?
The bones that became twisted
and cracked again
the ones weaker than before.
no one wants to hear about those people
because no one wants to be tied down
or responsible,
for that sob story in their doorway

I don't know where I fall yet.
I'm still in the process of healing
and I have been for nine years.
every time I get close, something bends the bone a little
and sends me down a hole of pain

So no.
I'm not that happy little girl.
I'm not innocent anymore.
and that mask i kept on so tight,
the mask I wore to make you feel better,
to make you feel happy.
because i wanted you to be happy
It made me feel good for just a second,
when you would smile and forget about what made you sad.

That was my job
to make you happy.
I needed your smile,
never thinking of when I should smile too.
the only smile I knew was the one I painted on the mask
Maybe somewhere along the line, I asked myself;

When will I be happy?
and maybe it was selfish,
maybe it was inconvenient
but I ask myself that question every day
because this mask is getting a little too tight
and I need something long lasting,
because your short smiles aren't enough anymore.
once it's gone I get the shakes,
like an addict.
I need something to remind me to be happy.
there's an app for everything these days,
I wish there was an app for happiness.

You're the only one who makes me happy.
Lets me take the mask off now and again,
but Then I have to put it back on,
and wear it home
and I sleep in it,
eat in it,
shower in it,
This mask is getting tighter,
and I hope you won't be mad
when it just breaks.
sorry it's so long, I was struck with inspiration just out of no where
May 2018 · 139
French 2
The people in this class are young
younger than I am,
and far more annoying

I have not learned a single thing,
I see no point to be here,
but i need this class you see,

for I need the credits
to walk towards my future.
my ability to graduate hangs in the balance

I hate that I must sit here
no way out,
listening to him mumble out words
in his thick accent
and his mouth getting in the way
of whatever the hell he is trying to say

I hate this class
so.
****.
much.

I swear to GOD
I don't ACTUALLY know what it's like to have a boyfriend
I mean I do, because I have one
And i'm not saying I don't love it or him because I do

I'm just saying that I think I only know what it feels like when I can prove it
Because whenever he's not with me
Which is more than when he is
I feel like he's an idea
Not a reality

And I want that reality so bad
I need that reality
I crave it
Because my ideas will tear me apart of I let them

Because the stuff I can come up with
Kills:
It kills dreams
Memories
Hopes
Fantasies

And replaces them with:
Fears
Assumptions
Obsessions
And Nightmares
May 2017 · 191
Monsters 2
I have no time
To search underneath the bed
For monsters that I left behind
I have to move on
And let the monsters run free
Let them terrorize the fact that
There's something wrong with me,

Oh, my personality,
It is no normality,
And these god forsaken monsters
Are driving me to insanity
Apr 2017 · 2.1k
Its always my fault
It's always my fault
It's always me
I'm always blamed
I'm always framed

I've learned to take it
And accept all the punches
I wake up with these knives in my back
I go to bed with these bruises

"If you hadn't"
"You should've"
"Maybe if you"
"Why didn't you"
"Shut up"
"I don't want to hear it"
"Just shut up!"
"That's not your job!"
"You're going through a phase"
"What s wrong with you?"
"I don't get you, no one does"
"JUST STOP!"
"I CAN NEVER GET A WORD IN!"

I'M SORRY
I'm sorry
I'm sorry that all I can say is sorry
Because anything else isn't acceptable
Feb 2017 · 889
I couldn't tell you
I couldn't tell you the future, but I can't even remember my past
How do we know the differences, we strive to make, will grow and last?
I couldn't tell you that I understood because you wouldn't believe me anyway
And I couldn't tell you my opinion because you'd have so many other things to say

Some say my opinion doesn't matter,
While others say we need the free speech!
Some say my goals are all that matter,
Others say they're too hard to reach
I couldn't tell you the truth,
Because it's buried so far in the ground
All I can be is confused by the opinions that are floating around

These facts are not facts,
These truths are not truths,
And they should not matter at all to you.
But....
They do.
And you never know how they appeal to you or why they do,
But no matter how much you hate them you want to know what others think of you...
But do yours matter to them?
That's a horse of a different color.
If theirs matter to you,
Wouldn't yours matter to them too?

Maybe nothing matters.
I'm afraid I couldn't say.

That's why it's up to you
To find your own way.

Don't listen to the liars, and the cheats, and the cads,
Don't listen to your mothers, your brothers, or dads.
Just live your truth and speak your mind
Remember opinions aren't facts but they're no less kind
What is my truth?
What do I stand for?
I couldn't tell you
Simply because I don't have a truth.
Feb 2017 · 251
we are not guided
we are not guided
you don't get a map

there are no instructions,
no teachers or angels,
you blaze your own trails
fall down your own holes

every step you take
will be your triumph or mistake
and it's up to you
if you bend and break

don't
blame your mother,
sister,
or brother
it was you all along
you weren't guided
Dec 2016 · 254
Edge of sadness
On the edge of sadness
and the tears are creeping up

I'm slipping into madness
And it's never gonna stop
Dec 2016 · 277
Carnival
drowsy
tired
blurry
shaky vision,
red and blue eyes
I see the world through cracked lenses
inhaling the lies I've been living off of since birth
watching the bearded lady take a bite of the candy house
she doesn't know about the witch

I've tried the poison, you should too
It's better than others advertise
even kids drink it

step right up, come one come all
be the first to see the woman cry
watch her cry for her life,
her missing husband and kids
she couldn't find at the bottom of a bottle
From fire eaters to ****** addicts,
people from all walks of life with vices and not-so-virtuous-virtues,
You can see everything here.
you can spend forever here.
we haven't had one unsatisfied customer
are you hard to please?
Dec 2016 · 241
You can't find love
You can't find love in a wishing well
You can't find love in the stars

You can't find love in a hall mark card
So stop looking in random places....

Because it'll find you when you least expect it
Dec 2016 · 609
You're eleven
You're the first thing that I think of in the morning
And the last thing that I think of in the night

Whenever im holed up in my room mourning
Going over what's gone wrong all through my life

You make me want to step outside,
Take a breath of the air
Feel the sun on my skin and the light hit my eyes

And I'm aware that it's cheesy
But it's you and me-e-e
On a scale of one to ten
You're eleven

Whenever you wrap me in your arms,
I can feel your warmth surrou-ound me

I feel so-o-o protected from harm
And there's nothing that could disappoint me

You make me want to keep on smiling,
Take a bite of a laugh
And i can't hold it back it's beguiling

And I'm aware that it's cheesy
But it's you and me-e-e
On a scale of one to ten You're eleven

You're always in my space,
Killing  me with your embrace,
Tickling my heart,
It tears me apart,

And I'm aware that it's cheesy
But it's you and me-e-e
On a scale of one to ten
You're eleven
Sep 2016 · 374
Fire
Fire is a wonderful thing,
To make it burn you just have to sing,

Sing the songs of creation and destruction,
Humm the tunes of life and of death,
Fire can melt and burn a heart,
Or weld and seal one broken apart,

Whether it's burning a bridge,
Or lighting the night,
Fire needs sustenance
To burn so bright,

Sing the songs of creation and destruction,
Humm the tunes of life and of death,
Fire can melt and burn a heart,
Or weld and seal one broken apart,

Sing, sing,
Make it dance,
Humm, humm,
Take a chance

Whether it's a waltz or a fox trot,
Don't let it stop,
You don't want to be hexed,
You don't want to burn next,

Sing, sing,
Make it dance,
Humm, humm,
Take a chance

Sing the songs of creation and destruction,
Humm the tunes of life and of death,
Fire can melt and burn a heart,
Or weld and seal one broken apart,

Whether it's a waltz or a fox trot,
Don't let it stop,
You don't want to be hexed,
You don't want to burn next,

Fire is a wonderful thing,
To make it burn you just have to sing,
Sep 2016 · 285
My baby darlin
My baby darlin,
Was so kind and oh so sweet,
My baby darlin,
Was the only one for me,

He kept his head above the water,
He knew who he wanted
And he got her

My baby darlin,
Was so strong and so polite,
My baby darlin,
Filled my life with so much light,

His future was so bright,
and so lacking in strife,
He was ready for the fight,
And was gone at the end of the night,

Now my baby darlin
Is walking among the clouds,
And the light my baby darlin
Gave me
Has slowly gone out
Sep 2016 · 229
Sweet release
I ain't never smoked a ******,
So I could take a walk among the gods,
But I know a way to play it safe,
And keep all of my cards

Oh I never was a rebel,
And I always kept to myself,
And I never played
Outside the gates,
For fear I'd go to hell

But now I've learned my lesson,
And I do whatever I please,
And I'm not that timid little girl,
Now I know sweet release

So you can have my body,
But you can't take my soul,
Now I'm free
as a summer breeze,
And I'd like to stay as so

So don't don't keep me inside,
Don't call me weak,
Cause I don't like to play hide and seek,

Don't make me wait around,
For something that can't be found,
Let me be,
Please let me see,
My heart cannot be bound
Sep 2016 · 323
Monsters
Hello,
How are you?
You're fine?
I figured that you might be

What do you want?
Why are you here so late?
I got your flowers,
You left your white roses right there on my bedside,
You think they're gonna compensate for what you did?
Oh no,
I, don't think,  that flowers are the way to say you're sorry now,
After what you pulled?
You're gonna have to be a little more bold,

When you came to my room that night,
And stood over me with that pearly white knife,
Oh I'm not a fan of death dear,
And now I'm a force that you need to fear,
You don't scare me one little bit,
Don't believe me?
Geuss I'll have to prove it

Vampires don't exist,
And zombies are turnin in their graves,
And the boogie man knows it's true,
There are no monsters underneath my bed,
The monster here is you
Sep 2016 · 1.6k
The girl with pink hair
She greeted me with a smile,
Her hair draped to one side,
Of her shoulder
Her attitude was a lot bolder
Than mine,
The kind,
That usually sends people off
Like ships in the night
But she was the kind that might,
Stay,
And come to love me one day,
When all I asked for was a cup of coffee,
She made it feel like more to me,
Her rose lips,
Her smiling eyes,
All glittery like stars in the sky,
I don't think it was my imagination,
But it could just be a slight infatuation,
And never did I see a girl so fair,
Than the one who said to "call me",
The girl with pink hair
Sep 2016 · 231
The kiss
Her lips, like red roses,
We're planted on mine,
Her skin, like fresh linen,
Soft and warm,
Her smiling eyes
like summer So bright

My surprised reaction
Inspired attraction
As she pressed her mouth
Harder on mine

This has happened before
But it wasn't as fun, no,
It was much better this time
Jun 2016 · 344
Chatter
The incessant chatter
Of those around me

Flowing through me

I hear not what they say

There's too much going on
To understand

Too much chatter

Instead I listen
To my heart beat
Pounding like a drum
Inside me

Each beat is another second
I dare to stay alive

I feel the rush of blood
Through me

Aiding my heart in the crusade

What would happen if it just...

Stopped?
Jun 2016 · 313
Death
Death hath come for me
I can feel him in the room,

His breath throughout the air,
The pacing of his shoes,

I know I cannot hide
I know I cannot run,

Instead I smile inside Because
tonight I am the one,

He strides up to my bedside
And straightens out his tie,

He stares and places a cold hand and says:

"Don't worry my sweet child"
Jun 2016 · 259
Fallen star
I miss passing by the sun,
Playing in Saturn's rings,

I miss the never ending black
And blue of my home,
All of my brothers and sisters
Awake at night,

I miss the colors of Mars,
Even the black holes,

It's not my home anymore,
I'm sad to say,
I've fallen from above
And landed somewhere else,

I've been told it's the beginning
Of a new planet's life,
And I have no way of going back,

So I'm forced to spend eternity
On this newly formed rock
A star has fallen and landed on earth right after the big bang
Mar 2016 · 503
Incomplete
I don't have friends
I'm not social.
But I do have him,
He's my best friend.
And he's the only one I need.
I feel whole when I'm with him,
When he's not with me...
It feels like I've been ripped in half.

A part of me is on a street corner and the other half is dropped into an upside down fishbowl.

Trapped.

While my troubles swim around me.
Forcing me to hold my breath and watch them.
Trying to call for help is inevitable,
No one can hear over the sound of the gurgling water.

The half on the street corner is waiting for a bus that'll never come.
While rain pours with no umbrella.

But together it's better than happiness and I don't feel so...

Incomplete.
Mar 2016 · 441
When the wind hits the sea
When the wind hits the sea,
The sea hits back,
Crashing against itself,

Sea spray carries in the heavy breeze,
The sun watches from behind the clouds,
The unsettling water climbs Cliffsides,

When the wind hits the sea,
The God of the ocean strikes the sky
With his trident,

Clouds fill with rain,
And let it go,
It meets the wind and fills the sky,
Side by side,
Perform a storm,

When the wind hits the sea
Jan 2016 · 250
Death's door
If I were at death's door,
I'd bash it in to get back to you

If I were on the other side,
I'd stay behind to guide you

We all need a shoulder to cry on,
I'll be yours if you'll be mine

I'll be your rock,
I'll comfort you

It's a ****** world out there,
We all need someone to have and to hold

You can cry to me till the day I die,
I'm yours forever and always

If I were at deaths door,
I'd bash it in to get back to you

If I were on the other side,
I'd stay behind to guide you

And this,
Is because I love you
Jan 2016 · 215
Depression 1
"You know you're beautiful right?"
"No I don't."
Chuckles,
"Well you should learn..."
"Maybe I should..."
Chuckles again,
"Geuss I should teach you.."
"I suppose you should"
Dec 2015 · 625
The sailor and the siren
Have you heard the tale of Alroy O'Connor?
The sailor with the hair like fire and a storm in his eyes
His loss was fast and quick as lightening,
That siren stole his heart in a flash

It started on a windy night,
With the waves crashing on shore,
The ship was rocking,
The sails were cracking,
Nothing was quiet any more

That sailor was alone,
With not a lighthouse in sight,
The dark, abrasive, water,
Had crawled onto his boat,
He tried to keep it steady,
It took all of his might

But alas,
It failed you see,
The ocean made sure of that,
His vessel tipped and tipped,
Until it was completely toppled over,
And all he knew was the abyss had pulled him down

In the surrounding dark,
A heavenly voice was heard,
A Sweet melody in the sea,
It came closer to our Alroy,
Pulling him nearer still,
All he saw was a figure,
And long fish like tail

"A siren!
An angel of death in the sea!
Has come to take my life!"
He thought as this creature wandered free,
Her hair trailing behind her,
Looking like pure silk,
Her features so beautiful,
You couldn't help but be entranced


Swimming in circles and looking in his eyes,
She saw no need to end a life,
So she preserved it instead,
Grabbing him by the coat,
she pulled him to the surface,
And threw him on the shore

She broke the Siren's code,
So she could sing no more

"Wait!" He yelled,
Hoping for a reply,
But in return he got a compass,
As a fair "goodbye"

To this day our sailor,
Searches the seven seas,
Looking for his saviour,
With none to little ease,

He calls to her,
With longing,
Sailor Alroy O'Connor
Nov 2015 · 357
Coyote
Let me teach you a lesson
Through laughter and tricks

Follow me child,
Follow me

All you must learn is right in front of you,
Don't you see it?
You dont?

Try another angle,
Be thoughtful
Be playful
Be organized
Be smart

Go,
Use your ideals,
Your thoughts,
Your jokes,
Your tricks,
Teach the lessons you've learned so well
Nov 2015 · 367
Deer
Move with grace
Leap towards opportunity
Be gentle
Be kind
Be motherly

Take care deer,
Take care

Nurture your life
And your love
Nov 2015 · 1.2k
Woodpecker
Rapid melodies
Repetitive drum rolls
Progress being made

Listen
Do you hear the Woodpeckers song?
Teaching balance through
Repetition in pecks
Nov 2015 · 311
Owl spirit
Take flight
Into the everlasting night
I beseech thee!
Bring me along?
Sing me a song?
Teach me

Protector of wisdom,
Bringer of death
Show me your
Mysterious ways

I beseech thee!
As you glide towards destiny
Bring me along?
Sing me a song?
Let me tell your tale
Nov 2015 · 358
From storm to rainbow
Rolling over mountains,
Hillsides,
And plains,
A storm grew

Roaring thunder,
Sounded like a roaring, furious lion

Cracks of lightening,
Sounded like the swift crack of a whip

Clouds of anger,
Filled with tears,
Ready to release all of its feelings
It's been building up for quite some time

Spreading to everyone,
Touching every soul,
This storm releases all its hate,
Rage,
And sadness

Take refuge from this storm!
Don't push against the wind
For once it's over,
And all is said is done....

This storm will apologize
With an illuminated gift
Strong streaming colors,
Of a rainbow across the sky
Oct 2015 · 487
I despise you
You hang on bribery's every word
Like bats hang on darkness

You cling to betrayl's side
Like snakes cling to their venom

You follow hollow lies
Like the spiders spin them

You let me down
with every broken promise you make

You make me cry
with every hate filled word

You scare me
With every scornful gaze

My heart used to beat for you
Now it beats for your demise

You used to make me smile
Now you only make me bleed

I used to love you
Now I despise you
Oct 2015 · 323
Darkness
Darkness clings to shadow
Because that is all it knows

Shadows cling to day
Because then is when they show

Roses spring from meaningless seeds of lust
Desguised as love

Ravens fly towards mischievous men
And hopeful women attract snowy doves

Cyanide blood flows
through crooked veins

Hateful clouds hover over
Rustic plains

Despite the feeling of hope and care

There is always the feeling of fear and despair

It eats away at our parchment skin,
Our hollow hearts,
Our cracked bones

We become empty,
Confused and alone
As we wither away,
Turn into dust,
Fade into darkness
Oct 2015 · 211
Blood and Bone
Blood is thicker than water
But bone is thicker than blood
So where is your heart?
With you or with them?
Where is your trust?
With you or with them?

Where are your loyalties?
How strong is your word?
Who do you really trust?
Faith in yourself is faith in your heart,
Your soul,
And your bones

Faith in your family is faith in their word,
Their choices,
And their blood

If blood is thicker than water
Then you should trust them and they should trust you

But if bones are thicker than blood
Then your trust lay within yourself
I went on a walk in the woods,
With sillohetted trees and painted skies,
Out of the stillness came a Tick Tick Tock
A flutter of wings and a who?

A creak in the silence,
Tick Tick Tock,
The slow clop of hooves in the dark,

When the sun sets and the moon begins to rise,
Ask not the sounds that follow,
The tired clop of hooves,
The lingering tick of a clock,
The creak of a coffin,
The shrill who of an owl

Unexpected, slowly creeping,
The dark begins to grow,
Creatures haunt your shadows,
An owl with age in his eyes and a clock on his face,
As it's hands whisper the time,
A deer with a coffin on his back and tired, aching legs,
As he lays upon the ground

These creatures accompany you,
As you lay in your wooden carriage,
Through life and through death
They are there counting down,

When the top shuts,
And your bed sinks beneath the ground,
Your clock stops ticking and a tree begins to grow,
Where you take your eternal nap,
The owl shuts his eyes and fades to dust,
Nurtures the tree

Embrace the stillness and setting of the sun,
When the moon rises,
And the dark grows,
Ask not the sounds that follow
I actually drew art for this poem, I am very proud of this one the concept was great I thought. Its based on a dream I had that really made me want to beautify death
Oct 2015 · 245
Memories
Painted skies
Reside,
In etch-a-sketch memories

Old tunes
Soon,
I'll sing them all

Sorrow filled tears
I fear,
Will never return

Every heart beat
I've heard,
Meant something

It Feels good
To forget,
Then you regret,
Forgetting
Regretting,
All you forgot

Faded memories
Are hard to remember

But I will never forget,
Just like I'll never remember

My memories
Oct 2015 · 288
The wrong man
He cries cyanide tears,
He'll whisper lies in your ears,
And tell you what you want to hear

His eyes shine,
Bright like fireflies,
And his crocodile smile,
Lights up the night

He'll use your guilt,
Make you feel so bad,
So you take him back

But how you can you resist,
A man so wise?
No, not wise,
Sneaky,
Cunning and cold

He doesn't care,
As long as he gets what he wants,
Your heart in his hands,
Beating,
Throbbing,
Confused in the twists and turns,
Of this emotion

Let him go?
No.
You love him?
No.
You hate him?
No.
Why?
You cry,
It's too much I know

He has what he wants,
Your helpless heart,
Are you going to let him win?
No.
Oct 2015 · 295
Him
Him
I live
for the warm comfort of his embrace,
For the safe sound of his voice,
For the reassurance of his tone

I thrive
On his teasing touch,
On his gentle kisses,
On his soft hands

I miss
His calm smile,
The symphony of his laughter,
His warm breath

I need
His reassurance,
His calm tone,
His loving voice

I want....
Him
Oct 2015 · 345
Swimming
Swimming is forgetting,
Every doubt gone
With every stroke

The calm stillness of the water,
The ripples caused by a swift dive

Swimming is ritual,
Repeating the act
Until you can't remember anymore

The anxious waves you cause,
The crash of the frantic water

Swimming is hope,
Trying to win
In the race against your thoughts

Moving faster,
Swifter,
Forgetting with every stroke,
Disturbing the water even more
Slowing down,
All my doubts are gone,
My head is clear
Oct 2015 · 1.7k
One With a Brush
I was born with a pencil in my hand,
I've been drawing since then

I sketch ideas,
Sculpt visions,
Paint dreams

Imagination, tapped, in my mind,
Creativity greater than any higher power

You try doing what I do,
You'll be lost
In the enigma of my talent,
My ability exceeds yours

Just try,
I see you coming,
My canvas and i are ready,
I am one with a brush
Sep 2015 · 1.1k
Time
The clock is ticking,
Time to go,
You better hurry up

Ticking, ticking,
Ticking, ticking,
It's never going to stop

Keep hold of your memories,
Never let them go,
If they are gone,
Time moves on,
And you forget your past

You've no need to know where you're going,
Only where you've been,
Keep running,
Don't let time catch up

Run away,
The clock is ticking,
Ticking, ticking,
Faster every day

Please keep going,
Don't look back,
It'll all be over soon

Ticking, ticking,
Ticking, ticking,
It's all over now
Sep 2015 · 541
Life is a road
Life is a road,
Many twists and turns lie ahead,
It's up to us to navigate ourselves,
Down the right path

Hop into a sturdy car,
That will take you all the way,
People,
Friends,
Family,
Getting in and getting out

I've always been the passenger,
While someone else drove,
Someone,
I don't even know

My only job?
Tell when to stop,
And when to go
Sep 2015 · 1.0k
Ode to a spider
Spinning lies,
Secrets,
Mysteries,
Stories

Hiding above everyone,
Feeding off the blood of the others,
Drinking the sadness,
Absorbing the fear,
Making a living,
Making a life

Stealing life,
From those caught in the web
Leaving no trace behind,
Never getting caught,
Never making a mess,
Quickly covering his tracks

A spider,
A feared insect,
A weaver of lies,
Secrets,
Mysteries,
Stories,
The ultimate serial killer
This was made to intertwine with my ode to a serial killer poem
Sep 2015 · 664
Ode to a serial killer
Freedom,
In one swift swipe of a blade,
Who knew my reason to be,
Was in my kitchen

Secrets,
Well kept,
I tell vague truths,
It is....my safety,
To tell lies

Empathy,
I fake it,
Gliding in the shadows,
Your own personal,
Angel of death,

I don't socialize,
I don't put myself out there,
I can't be seen,
I must be hidden,

For my secrets to be kept,
My freedom to remain,
My feelings well faked,
I need to let my darkness take over
Sep 2015 · 269
Beauty
Beauty is determined by preference,
A boy with bruises on his arms
And consequence on his face,
With sadness in his eyes
The torture he endures,
From the mistakes he never makes

Can look like,
Clean skin,
Strong bones,
Ocean eyes,
And a welcoming smile

A girl with cuts in her wrists,
Showing self loathing,
Looking for any other pain,
Than the one her thoughts feel,
Tear stained cheeks,
And crimson arms

Can look like,
Crafting hands,
Willful arms,
A face full of spirit,
And heart made of hope

A girl with her problems,
Piling up in her stomach,
Feeling like the whole world can see you,
No place to hide,
So she drowns her self esteem,
In make up and eye creams,
In pizza and ice cream

Can look like,
An angel,
A goddess,
A muse,
Sent from the heavens,
On gentle white wings

You can't see beauty,
Without seeing ugly,
It is what you feel is amazing,
That can truly look it

Beauty is determined by preference,
What looks beautiful to you?
Sep 2015 · 358
Beast inside
I have a secret that I've never told,
My warm heart is silently cunning and cold,
I love making others happy,
But deep down inside,
A beast awaits to pounce out and ****

My anger is wild,
My once chained beast, is loose,
My inner demons are spread,
My theif free from the noose,

I have nowhere to hide,
Soon I won't exist,
I'll be a monster once more,
And cast off the shell,
That concealed my true form

My anger is wild,
My inner beast loose,
My demons,
My mosters,
My theif free from the noose
Sep 2015 · 237
Nightmares
Another day,
Another night,
Another nightmare knocks upon the door

The dreams, scared away,
Flee in fear until tomorrow

But they won't come back,
The nightmares are here to stay,
To linger and chat,
To rest and to play,

Perhaps I shouldn't sleep,
It won't take to long,
For the day to shine in,
Until the monsters are gone

The cackles and growls,
Of my nightmares reside,
Not in my room,
But inside my mind
Sep 2015 · 386
I am a lover
I am a lover,
Of hugs and kisses,
Of honesty, trust, and respect

I am a lover,
Of time spent with him,
Of the mornings we linger in bed

I am a lover,
Of slow dancing at night,
Of getting ice cream early In the day

I am a lover,
Of my significant other,
Of the one I love the most

He could never do any wrong,
He's great in every way,
And I wouldn't trade him for anything any day
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