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In the land of plenty.
In the land of throw away.
All the silent voices,
dancing every night away.
In the land of freedom.
A bigger freedom than the rest.
A place, it seems that colour,
can place you, under their arrest.
A place where freedom
tows the line,
underneath the dollar sign.
In the land of plenty.
Underneath the dying sky.
 Sep 2016 JK Cabresos
xmxrgxncy
I'd like to pretend for a moment that I was a poet.

My words could mesmerize
and my glance could be seen to be more philosophical
than Socrates and Plato bound together
in chains of writing
and time

My very breath would wisp along the lines of insanity
and my heartbeat, keep time with the frenzied
dance I keep my toes working through
on this tightrope
I have strung
so tight and high

And my heart?

It would be taken.
And it would be happy.
And not confused.
I feel so confused and lost right now, my feelings won't let me rest but  don't just go bug people about what I feel about them. I just....need clarity>.<
Kasalanan
ba ang
makilala ka
at isiping
nabighani ka?

Kasalanan
ba ang
mahalin ka
at isiping
ako'y may halaga?

Kasalanan
ba ang
maging bigo
at isiping
may pag-asa pa?

Kasalanan
ba ang
sumuko na
at isiping
maisasalba pa?
 Aug 2016 JK Cabresos
Mohd Arshad
Negative thoughts are the fire
that burn goodness of mind
 Aug 2016 JK Cabresos
ThePoet
In the softness
of my heart
In the hardness
of my mind
I'm searching
for my hate of
you, but love
is all I find

©
If i told you i needed help
would you listen?
Or would your silence
Echo off the walls.
See my life is like a car,
Sometimes moving fast
And other times so **** slow.
If i told you i feel hurt inside
would you not just hear
but listen
to what i said
I need someone to care.
Im tired of trying to fight alone.
Im tired of trying to survive at a table for one.
If i told you
I cry all over my body
And each tear is a knife
And they are leaving scars on my flesh,
Would you cut me a bandage,
Sop up my blood,
Or leave me to bleed out.
If i told you
I was alone and my demons are taunting me
would you get me out
Or would you keep walking
or keep scrolling...
Im not begging for attention,
But one cannot be expected to be alone and silent like a life long detention.
If i told you
I was ready to confess everything
Come clean from my secrets,
Strip myself naked so you could see my imperfections
would you care even the slightest bit
Or are you so selfish
And so ignorant
To walk on
And leave this person to die.
If i told you i was ready to die
would you blame it in cliche,
Or believe it and save me from damnation

Its time to think.
It could be up to you
This isnt just my world,
Its yours, too
and dont you want to be
somebody
To someone?
I need you.
Because all of these "if i told you's
Are becoming
**im telling you
Help people. Dont leave them alone. Provide help. Depression is very real, and it is all around us. Repost if this means something to YOU
My face warm with tears
Loneliness hurts
But it's you who sparks my fears

Desire a long lost memory
Numb with guilt, we're so distant
Are you too blind to see?

Dreams of happy times
My mind wanders
My heart chimes

Future, forever bringing
The inevitable end
Or is there a chance of a new beginning?
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