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Dec 2013 · 1.2k
Things to Ignore
Francisco DH Dec 2013
1.) Ignore the days that stare right back when you look at the calender for they will soon slip away.
2.) Ignore the cosmic pulling that draws you to him for he too will soon slip away.
3.) Ignore the harsh words they both use to shred each others hearts for they will phase away.
                                                 Ignore and you will be spared the pain.
Just not a good day :/
Sometimes your days go dark with a fog of gloom on the horizon
Dec 2013 · 328
Imagine Dragons Found Poem
Francisco DH Dec 2013
Can I clear my conscience,
If I'm different from the rest
If I told you what I was,
Would you turn your back on me?

I never said that I want this,
I don't ever wanna let you down
I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you

Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
I've turned into a monster

It's woven in my soul
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand
That I'm never changing who I am
For you who need inspiration
Dec 2013 · 290
New formed cracks
Francisco DH Dec 2013
Every step you are to take
Will becoming a new crack forming on my heart.
Dec 2013 · 153
The moment (12W)
Francisco DH Dec 2013
The moment was never lost
you just failed to look for it
Nov 2013 · 225
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
You look to the sky with the notion (An irrational notion) the moon will shed some light where the sun would not.
The neighbors are there speaking in whispers though their distance from you protects their ill words.
But there is no moon.
It has deserted you.
Why are you surprised?
Just typing away i guess
Nov 2013 · 381
The Name
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Lose the name which has been tainted with sour letters and revolting cadaver like syllables.
Shed the name which was held with the highest regard but now is regarded as a peasant.
Leave the name which once was carried with the chin thrusted  towards the sky but now is,  desperatley left behind in the streets hopefully to be carried away by the rain water and into the drain.
Take the name which was bared with a solider's pride and rip it from your garments
Undo the stitching let it tangle
No longer must you have the name.
Nov 2013 · 492
Having not A heart
Francisco DH Nov 2013
The wind shreds at the tattered remains of his heart
And steals the pieces, scattering them every which way.
What's suppose to be the agonizing perception of being in pain
is the perception of relief.
No longer will tears hit the the broken remnants to play the somber tune of heart break.
No longer will words be able to salt his exposed arteries.
No longer will he feel the silence dance around him getting closer and closer when he is alone.
For not bearing a heart
leaves no heart to bear scars
and perceive pain
Nov 2013 · 283
Incoherent thoughts
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I try to write a poem
but it seems all my thoughts
got into cars and drove straight into each other
leaving pieces of words and letters
Scattered
to be salvaged.
Nov 2013 · 762
Broken
Francisco DH Nov 2013
We hold onto dreams that are cracked
from when we were knocked back down to reality.
We hold onto these dreams with the notion
Our perseverance will repair the damage.
But we are wrong.
A dream broken is a dream broken.
Nov 2013 · 191
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Sometimes when one is able to let the words take up the space around them
It isn't enough for there is no more room for the words left unsaid.
Nov 2013 · 248
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
And there was a time when everything made sense
But now that time is gone.
What was ordered in such a neat fashion
is now in such a jumble of a mess.
Nov 2013 · 230
Lost
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I am lost in words that were never said
They keep me warm as I lie on my bed.
I am lost in arms that are not there
But I must not look For I cannot bare
Him not being there.
I am lost in eyes that I've miss read.
Their waves rock me to sleep in my head.
I am lost in his voice but it's just empty air
To make a sound I must not dare
For it provides the proof that he is not there.
Nov 2013 · 205
Wish you would
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I find myself on the bed alone tonight
But it doesn't have to be this way
I take the shirt and hold it close
It doesn't have to be this way.

I look out the window and see the stars
I hold the shirt closer to my chest
Take in a breath
and make the wish
I just wish you would.
Nov 2013 · 466
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
You were right
When you kissed my arm
My blood pressure shot up
leaving me behind to try
and avoid your eyes.
Nov 2013 · 227
Gaytheist asks a question
Francisco DH Nov 2013
If you love all your children
then why are we suffering from our brothers and sisters?
Nov 2013 · 162
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I look in the mirror
*why hasn't it cracked yet
Nov 2013 · 452
The Last Day
Francisco DH Nov 2013
There will be the emotion of agony
as his steps that increase the distance
Jag their way down my heart  and hers.

There will be tears flooding our hearts
as his words that once were always there
become whispers lost on the wind.

There grief will stifle our voices
as the memories we have
are what we go to in mornings, afternoons, and nights
when he's no longer here.
Nov 2013 · 245
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
The floor was spotless
The walls were spotless
but his heart was stained

No amount of cleaning
scrubbing
drying
anything
Will get rid of it
Nov 2013 · 226
Writing in the morning
Francisco DH Nov 2013
In the morning there was a word
The word morphed to a phrase
The phrase to a sentence
A sentence to a message.

He wrote it down.
Nov 2013 · 179
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
The tree was a seed before it became the thing with leaves
The tree was strong before it thirst and the leaves fell
Nov 2013 · 306
This game we play
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Everybody sees what they want
but never really what's on the inside
People don't know what they want
They all just want to be on the inside

But I am here to say
That this game we play
must end today
We are better than that


Everybody talks as if they know
Say the love but they never show
Tell each other that it's fine
But shun the one's who are kind

But I am here to say
That we should stop playing this game
If we want to be brave
We must end it today

We must end it today
Take a chance
and not play
with each other's mind and hearts
for that's how the hatered starts

We must end it today
This game that we all play
We must end it today
This game
The game
we all
play
It came to me in a song but I have no idea what it is about lol but here yeah
Nov 2013 · 208
I will be there
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I will be there to pick up the pieces
When you are pushed to the ground
and Shatter

I will be there to give the hugs and kisses
When there is no one around
For you matter

I will be there
Nov 2013 · 312
More questions
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Why must my thoughts flee leaving me with no words to my defense whenever you come near?
Why must  my knees fail at their post leaving me with no way to get away when ever you come near?
Why must my heart shatter, cut my arteries but then be reassembled heated with your non love whenever you come near?
Nov 2013 · 205
It came in the night
Francisco DH Nov 2013
It came in the night.
Took its place right next to me.
I could feel the warmth it gave me
But
there was something odd about the warmth
Under the bundles of warmth  
There was a coldness.
Nov 2013 · 159
Questions
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Do I dare get closer when I know he will be gone?
Do I let the words flow even when they are wrong?
Do I be at his side be that friend but go home and cry?
Or
Do I just hide in my shell to never come out?
Nov 2013 · 230
Something about lying
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I saw you walking down the street
Hand in hand with him
tried to make me believe
he was just a friend

but I saw the flame in your eyes
That licking flame of your lies.

let me get a pail of water
And throw it in the air
And no it ain't a bother
And frankly I don't care
It's time to put you out
And I'm show you how
Your lies caught you on fire
Nov 2013 · 267
Only on the Inside
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I smile
When she looks into the review mirror with that one look
Telling me with a blink that I should lie.
I smile
when I watch him whisper words of honey into her ears.
I smile
when all seems lost
When all must not know what is happening

But I cry only on the inside
Nov 2013 · 216
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
And it seems I was biting off more than I could chew.
When I told you I still Liked you.
I was tangled with my wishes and hopes
that I lost sight of reality.
It was only until I stopped for a moment
and looked back
did I realize
I should have
kissed
you
.
Nov 2013 · 1.6k
The silence
Francisco DH Nov 2013
There was something about the silence
Something about the “Our little secret”, “Don’t tell anybody” silence
That kept intruding into our conversations
On Friday afternoons

The silence was the ex-boyfriend
Who ****** his “I love you’s” and “Baby”s
Right from his lips.

The silence was the ex-husband
Who demanded him to pay for everything
With him avoiding eye contact as acceptable payment.

The silence was the ex-lover
Who stole the romance
As it slowly got of his bed taking with it his words and love.

The silence was the reason I stopped talking to him.
Nov 2013 · 245
Confession
Francisco DH Nov 2013
The hall grew quiet
We were alone, he and I
I stop, look at him
And say
“I think I love you”
My breath is drawn and I wait
“I know I love you”
   He said.
He came close to me
He leaned in close and kissed me
“I know I love you”
Nov 2013 · 189
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Maybe I became distant for the simple reason I no longer can hold a conversation
can no longer talk as if everything is okay
can no longer be there
when at home i am a nobody

or maybe its just me?
Nov 2013 · 250
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
And I cried
Let everything go
and cried.
Nov 2013 · 302
Does it ever stop?
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Does it ever stop?
The overflowing of blood as the shards slice open the arteries of your heart?
The constant drying of the puddles of salt saturated tears?
The scattered painful memories sprinkled here and there throughout your day?
Does the pain ever stop?
Nov 2013 · 208
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
I can't cry
Not because I don't care
but because I would know
That everything was real
Nov 2013 · 254
Shut me Up
Francisco DH Nov 2013
If I talk too much
Take my hand
Pull me in close
And kiss me
Nov 2013 · 246
Smile
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Sometimes it's not my friends who make me smile
Nor the guy I like
but being able to see the leaves dance with one another
Being able to taken in the autumn air
Being able to watch nature do it's thing
That makes me smile.
Nov 2013 · 189
Question
Francisco DH Nov 2013
When do you know you have fallen?
When you don't even want to get up....
Nov 2013 · 429
M.O.N.S.T.E.R
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Maybe I am a monster , one who wears the sheep's skin
         When in truth I am a creature with no heart
          When in truth everything I touch turns into ashes
Only people don't see me as such, I am the angel
           To them I sing only harmonic tunes not demonic
            To them I can never be the demon that I am
Nothing I say or do will make them heed my warnings
            They are drawn to the light that is mixed in with the darkness
             They are drawn to my "Good mornings" for one who greets will never hurt.
Sometimes, though, I am not a monster nor a demon brought from hell
               I help those in need with all my strength
               I help those in need in hope my evil with be negated by the good I do.
This notion brings comfort late at night when my past settles in my dream
                 Waking me with such discomfort that I jolt up throwing the past out of my head
                  Waking me with such agonized discomfort that I drenched the bed with my body's tears.
Ever wondered if you are a monster? Everyone is at some point or are they?
                   Are there actual human beings who escort evil out the door without a disrespecting word?
                   Are there actual human beings who turn the other cheek and even let evil do veil things to
                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                    Them.
R*etrospectively, I am a monster one with the sheep's skin draped over my darkness
                            Only people disregard what's inside and look at my good side.
                             Only people don't understand, as much as I am angel
                                                          I am A monster
Nov 2013 · 203
Fall, Falling, Fell
Francisco DH Nov 2013
And then I begin to fall
I tried to grab a hold of the ninth cloud but the vapors of water slipped through my hand.
And then I was falling
I was suspended in the air and for a moment everything was calm as I held on to the tiny cloud that was left.
But then again I fell
I hit the earth.
Nov 2013 · 193
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
If I rest my head on my pillow
Close my eyes and sleep
Will you be in my dreams?
Nov 2013 · 708
Letter to Him II
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Dear Anthony T.T,

If I came in close with your back against the wall
Took my hand placed it on your chest while the other hand on the wall
Kept me upright while I stared into your icy ocean eyes,
Drew in closer and closer letting our breaths take the chance and dance,
Closed my eyes and gave you kiss
Would that have awakened the butterflies?

If I pulled away after acting on that impulse
Took my hand and let my fingers act on their impulse
(Which is to play with your hair as if a party was to start)
Let my fingers caress while “I love you” I confessed
Would that have quickened your heart?

Tell me,

If I led you to my room where there was a bed to lie on
Closed my eyes as I rested on you while the lights were not on
Breathed in the aroma of wintergreen while I pictured the rose you drew
Lied next to you as I cuddled with the door locked so people wouldn't muddle
Would that have let it emerge the “I love you too”?

Sincerely,
Francisco D.H
Nov 2013 · 807
To spit or not to spit?
Francisco DH Nov 2013
To spit or not too spit
That is the question.

Actually I don't stoop to the level where i must act in a childish way to get revenge.
Being *******, to me, that's the best revenge because I never talk to them again.
Nov 2013 · 409
Note To Cupid
Francisco DH Nov 2013
Before you shoot your arrow to nick my heart
immerse the tip with the oils of bitter almonds.
If you don't understand
The Bitter almonds is associated with  Cyanide a poison
Nov 2013 · 268
Sugar No
Francisco DH Nov 2013
You covered your no with so much sugar
He ate it up thinking it was a yes.
Now when you tell him
he is going to be sick.
Nov 2013 · 228
Playing with leaves
Francisco DH Nov 2013
And then the trees were crying as the winds tried to wipe the tears.
They swayed back and forth until the Earth held them.
We collected them, played with the tears of the Trees
Nov 2013 · 260
Untitled
Francisco DH Nov 2013
It's funny how I try to move on
Try to take leaps but no matter how high Iget
I always fall back to you
Nov 2013 · 443
You killed me with Goodbye
Francisco DH Nov 2013
You took your G-O-O-D B-Y-E
Flung it at my heart and now its shattering.
What falls is the shards of my heart cutting the arteries.
While my endless tears cause my internal bleeding.
And while you left your delivery, with unintended cruelty, I stood there suffocating
Slowly drowning
Slowing dying
Anthony you killed me with Goodbye.
Granted he never told me Goodbye but this is how I think I might feel when he does. I dont know reall what might happen but i guess i could prepare myself a bit you know...
Francisco DH Nov 2013
As we talk the heart which belongs to another begins to protest.
I try to ignore the scorning pulse throughout my veins as i type in the words to tell him about my day.  
He doesnt know that the heart is already taken but that doesn't matter Why must I suffer when I can have something better.
Oct 2013 · 514
Poetically Sad
Francisco DH Oct 2013
My tears fell hitting the veins connecting my blood to my heart
My sobs echoed throughout my body rattling my rib cage
But all does not matter no one can read the face of stone I show.
And that is how it should be.
Oct 2013 · 247
The sun, The moon
Francisco DH Oct 2013
And it was as if the sun was enjoying the cruelty he bestowed on me.
Denying the warmth he could give with just a single a touch.
And it was as if the moon was trying to tend to my need.
Reflecting the sun's love with a straight face
but
it wasn't the same.
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