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 Oct 2010 heidi
eileen mcgreevy
I see you, yeah!, you,
Ya *******!.
Leave him alone, take me instead!,
******* and your vaccuum,
I'm done, take me instead, He's got so much more to give.
Standing there, hiding, in the shadows,
Cowardly *******!
Leave him alone!!
Take me, take me!
Im so ******* tired it pains  me to dream
of a promise of tommorow.
The past held moments  Im a dreamer without vision.

A mud puddle reflecting many thought's *******
up and so very unclear.
The bottle's company my only true friend.

They see me as nothing but a fool.
I hate the prison  that has become
my soul.
The state fair trinket broken hearts
and cotton candy.  
A fargone memory in the lifeless
air.

I could play the role or act the *******
Ive slowley become.
Pull the trigger and paint the legend.
Free the fool and cast the sunset of my days.

But im addicted to there praise.
Slave to exceptance  losser to the big win.
Have the courage to show your face.

Goodbye for now .
 Aug 2010 heidi
Jeremy Romio
Seven
 Aug 2010 heidi
Jeremy Romio
I am a pillar of hate and greed, I steal what I want and I take what I need.
I assist with false hopes as I plant my seed, For I am a pillar of hate and greed.

Those cross imbeciles try to ruin my path, Though I cut them down with all of my wrath.
So this is to my friends and family and staff, If you **** with me you shall feel my wrath.

Don't confuse my games with self-righteous pride, It's behind these words I solemnly hide.
I take my wounds and move in stride, Though, again I stress, I do not live with pride.

From the base of jealousy it grows deleterious, As limp-minded city-folk pointlessly grow envious.
Futile lifestyles spending time so serious, When they're only growing more and more ****** envious.

The sound of a nation all heard in harmony, As they are broken in hope drowning deep in gluttony.
Cries left in silence though felt in agony, A colony of gluttony as our history's a piece of me.

With the thought of a loved one nothing less than a must, I've drowned in my pity, suffocated in lust.
Left alone in the damp, cold, dark to rust, Left alone to think, to dream in lust.

Through dried skin and sorrow and tattle-toned cloth, Comes the smell of a damper, more cattle-toned sloth. Cooking up and dying until stewed into broth, Everything's a chore for a dead-lazy sloth.

I am a pillar of hate and greed, I steal what I want and I take what I need.
I assist with false hopes as I plant my seed, For I am a pillar of hate and greed.
-2-21-2010-
 Aug 2010 heidi
Adam L Alexander
Don't cry little lad till the whip breaks
Hold your tears to your face
Inside your brain
A spirit slain and broken
Like your skin.
Silent screams unspoken
Weeping blood tears
Nothing left to fear though
The pain may seem extreme
The lesson is the thing
Let the rain stain
Your mad-hatter’s hat
At every sting n ache

You’ll be laughing back
Don’t lose to the darkness
 Jul 2010 heidi
Roseanna H
I let the words,
burn inside of me,
knowing why.
I can not save,
the water from the flames,
and I wish I could.
I remember the smell of your skin,
I remember everything,
the day the phone didn't ring.
The people drive,
walk,
ride,
to their empty jobs.
Jobs they don't know why they are a part of.
Though you are missing.
The piece that's fallen from the picture,
but nobody has noticed.
I notice,
though.
The only letter you ever wrote me,
sits lifeless in my pocket.
I don't know what it really says,
at all.
I don't know why you said goodbye to me,
and not your mother,
or your father.
My house,
it feels,
quiet.
My heart,
it feels,
quiet,
too.
I still visit the park,
and sit against our tree.
It's the only time I feel close to you,
again.
I let the words,
burn inside of me,
knowing why.
I can not save,
the water from the flames,
and I wish I could.
 Jul 2010 heidi
connie rae sebert
I am inside my world
a world like no other
full of crazy designs,
little dots, and lots of color
a place where its safe...
Your sounds hurt my ears
and all that stuff  you call love
only adds to my fears
I don't like to look at you
I see better off to the side
but you keep after me
because you want me to try
sometimes I DO see you
and its a really weird feeling
I'm not sure what its called
so it hurts, and I look back to the ceiling
The ceiling has all these bumps
and it looks fun to me
but I did remember you
your hand out, reaching
and I know I smile to see you
because I see you in my world there
you come inside and understand
you come and want to share
It's easier that way, you come to me
and because you see what I do
sometimes then
I want to go with you
to your world, yes
I wonder what YOU see
so you gently guide me there
oh but its so scary
You taught me touch doesnt always hurt
you holld my hand and its okay
so then I watch all you do
and I do it too..uh oh, I'm going away...
The colors and patterns, there you see?
have pulled my attention
I've lost momentarily
your dedicated direction
I hear you ask me something
but its all a jumble
I see all the colors moviing
and the designs together tumble
Its so neat you know
I remember you though
so I look sideways at you
and wow! your seeing it too
so we share for awhile
in MY place
you never give up, I am curious
so I follow your face back into your world
just for a minute
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