Words are sharp
They cut
Deep
Thoughts are dangerous
They destroy
With ease
Judgements are false
They appear
Fast
Actions are powerful
Forever
They last

You fly high
in the night
seeing nothing below
or above
but the absence
and abundance
of light

Ancient wing;
stroke of genius,
deliberate cruelty,
you preen each red feather,

particular to the
last breath
before flight

MChallis © 2015

A foggy day in London
Was the day that they would meet
They'd find themselves together
And love would plants its seed

As fate would have it
They would meet on a train
Though normally they walked
That day it would rain

He would sit down first
Then she would take the next seat
They would share a polite smile
Then their eyes would meet

They would fall in love right there
And their story would start
Their lives would be changed
They would never wish to part

But the stars were crossed
And they would never meet
Because she took a taxi
When he got on the train at Main Street

That Emo Kiddo. Emo's poems are straight and to the point. I don't know Emo personally, but Emo seems pretty cool.

For every smile
There are fears
For every "I'm okay"
She hides a thousand tears

On the outside she's fine
But the whole thing is a lie
Inside she's broken
She's beaten and hoping
No one sees past her cover story

Her breaking point gets closer
With every smile she fakes
Everyday of charades
But even though she's worn thin
She still holds it in

No one sees her reality
No one sees past her cover story

happiness
the true fear no one dares takes

How can you not shed a tear when your mother is sobbing in front of you?

When you have never seen her cry before you.

What else could you do expect to hold her in your arms, assuring her that it will all be all right.

When you know deep down in your dried out soul that things will never be.

It's strange to see the strongest human being you've ever knew crumble before you.

Surrendering to the demons that you once knew.

I've never held my mother fearing that she would smell the reeking body of cigarettes.

Now I realize how much of a fool I was.

I haven't shed a tear, yet.

But my mind is set.

I have gotten rid of the guilt.

Because my mind is set, I will never stand still any more.