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 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
Majd Abbas
The long-forgotten cigarette slowly eats from my fingers..
It's just me..a glass of whiskey..and a handful of stress..
To keep me up all night..
I ***** up all my memories..so there's nothing left but a white page of nothingness..
And I slice the anger out of my veins..
Instead I'm rewarded with warm..thick...blood
I step on the broken glass shards to escape my dark chamber..
And I think I must burry the dog lying in the corner for five days..
I try to embrace the grass that dwells outside for some rest..
Yet her screams keep following me..
Madly I'm running to the bathroom..
Relieved to see she was still swimming in her pool of blood in the bathtub..with my knife in her heart..
Oh! The joy I'm in.. seeing her with me at last..
In bitter and sweet..until life do us apart..
I can't stop laughing..I can't stop loving you..
Why won't you talk..speak to me!!
SPEAK TO ME!!

I remember that silence is your language..
So I bring a needle and thread..sew my mouth shut..
So I can speak your silence..love..
Oh! The anger is slowly draining from my veins..
So I lie next to you..how delicious you blood tastes!!
I fiddle with a fork as I'm waiting for my life..
Sticking it over and over in that funny- looking rat..
Oh! How hilarious his squeaks are!!
My head is lighter now..my vision..blur..
And I live..next to my pale beauty..
We live together as nocturnal animals.. silently wandering in the night of a bleeding moon..
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
Armand-DeamoJC
Draggéd into this hole
That temporarily makes
All the empty whole
Celebrating without cakes
Alone in drunken sorrow
Who's tears may I borrow?

Someday far away
Before I'm old and grey
I'll be alright again
For seeing you means less pain
Happy birthday 'ole friend
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
Warren-Johnson
To my Beautiful treasures, I don't deserve!
My Three princesses, you are flawless next to me!
So pure and true!
For you, I carry on through life with all its let downs!
I have to persevere!  
God gave me three blessings I don't deserve!
Many a letdown Dad I've been!
A feeble dad I know!
But I resound my love to you!
For the only love im allowed to keep!
Every time I enter relationships, I only land up hurting! Either myself or the other person!
So to you and my God, I’ll have forever!
Please forgive my somewhat hopeless attempts at times, but if not for you my heart is spent!
Love you with all my heart as feeble as it may be!
As simple as I might act and not do enough!
Call enough or even be enough!
I love you!
Beyond my selfish pain!
And I’ll do my utmost to hurt you never again!
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
Courtney O
D for diet, D for death
I see the future - makes me shake
If you take from us our bed...

I know life will find a way
to pull you away from me
it will wrap you with tender hands
that we will call "her"
to make you love another instead
because life is playful like that
life has no limits, life knows no inhibitions
life tangles things as she desires
life is unstoppable - are we?
I know you make me be it

D for diet, D for death
one thing will carry to the other
even an end has an start
Diet will lead to death
Starvation will follow down
that's why I wanted to drink you up
while we still could live up
I can do anything for you.
I will do anything you ask me to.
I fell for the trap, it is more than done
I fell too deep, no turning back
I fell in love
with you
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
abi
Semicolon
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
abi
I want this be heard
It’s so much more than just a word
Or punctuation,
It’s a clarification.

For people who lost hope,
Were searching for rope.
People whose best friends
Were blades that could have been the end.

Searching for purpose starts
With a beating heart,
And for every heartbeat through the pain,
That’s a heartbeat that you gain.

Stay alive, it’s worth it, I promise.
Stay alive for me.
Stay alive for yourself.
Just stay alive.

;
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
abi
sad kids
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
abi
no more
of these
sad kids.
no more
of these
sad kids.
no more
of the
kids who lie
and have to
say they are
depressed
just to
fit in.
no more
of this
fad
of phony depression.
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
abi
Fragile
 Aug 2018 Jey Blu
abi
i was
something they
forgot to label
"fragile"
now i'm stuck
and you
know
too
much.

i’ll slip away
into the sound
and i find myself
but
you’ve already found me
broken
cracked open
because i was
something they forgot to label
“fragile”
There is a voice inside of everyone's head
Who it is, that's up to you.
Some claim It to be God
Others a copy of themselves.
The voice inside my head
Her name is Amory.
She hates when I feel good.
She takes good people and morphs them
Into terrible souls of torture and agony.
She often tells me to do bad things.                                                          ­ S
I feel I have no control over her, rather,
She is the one controlling me.
She toys with me via anxiety
Tossing my emotions every which way.
She has no mercy to give
And no requests to take.
Everyone has a voice in their head.
Who is yours?
What a lovely day it is today.
A wonderful summer day.
The sun is sHining,
The clouds are gone
And the water is cool.
Not a thing can go wrong.                                                                           E
My family is happy
And so am I.
We all Love each other,
Just like a normal family should.
When we are all together,
No one ever fights or yells.                                                                          P
We all are so happy,
In our little Wisconsin home.
I have a box
It contains something
Something I am proud of
Something I built,
Something I created.
It is the crown jewel of my life.
But wait -- don't look in the box!
You must trust what I say.
Believe what I say is in the box.
If you saw it, you would be most certainly saddened.
Not because the object is horrifying
Or because it is explicit.
It's because if you looked inside
You'd find nothing at all.
You'd find that you did not trust me,
And because of that you discovered the truth.
You tore away my façade, the one thing I held dear
But you did something else that I did not expect.
You did not turn away.
You did not anger.
Instead, you filled my box with love
And so it became a real treasure,
Celebrated by the both of us.
You filled an empty space that was once a false life.
You saved me,




















M/\®l
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