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 Feb 2014 Jude
anonymous
six foot tall
but I should be six foot deep
I remember thinking
if I keep this up
ill be pushing daisy's by the end of the week

I made it out of the streets
only with the power
of something bigger than me

selfish deeds cost more that you think
it can cost your life
your job
your family
your peace

first thing to go
is moral mentality
then your heath
your friends
next thing you know
you have a psychopathic personality
it pulls you in stronger than gravity

I found out first hand
trust me
that's a place you don't want to be
leave the drugs alone
they'll destroy
your life
worst of all
your dreams

it will leave your bare
only thing left
suicidal tendencies
 Jan 2014 Jude
anonymous
dying breed
 Jan 2014 Jude
anonymous
this is not a democracy!
this is a nation of hypocrisy
the only chance of survival
is a frontal lobe lobotomy

creativity is a dying breed
open your mind
look around
tell me what you truly see
Beautiful minds dying on the streets every day

this country was founded on dreams
now day were focused on gay marriage
and smoking ****

find your passion
whether its fashion
a paint can
or the musical aspect

plant the seed
lets make its a place people want to be
 Jan 2014 Jude
A B Perales
Let us not
look to
their shadowed
world and
feel apart.

For amongst
the low and
the lost,
deep beneath
the hurt.
Great thoughts
and true
emotions
often linger.
 Jan 2014 Jude
A B Perales
I stared hard at
the night.
Half drunk in
a public park
that was still so
alive with
happy memories.

As a boy I
dreamed of
becoming nothing.
Now all I long
to do is this.
The words are all so
dear to me.
They've kept me warm
as I laid in cold
jail cells and
cold hide a ways

I promised myself
to free myself of the stress
of desire and need.
And to in gulf
all of what is
left of me into
this.

Only in the dark
can one truly
see the shadow
of madness
that's always one
more drink
or one more failure
behind it all..

I used all of
whats hidden in
the night as a mirror
to the world.
Scattered images and
the sound of the
night bird.
Traces of all
that lays stark
still in the night.

I warmed myself with
the last of the bottle.
I felt the presence
of all that is left
of the wild and
untamed in the city.
The Elder trees
stood stone silent
in all of their
greatness.
A testament to
the strength
and will of nature.

I whispered thanks
to the sun even
though I
felt better without its
presence.

The sea crashed
and sounded
its rage against
the edge of the world.

And I sat drunk
and alone in a
public park without
any of the clueless
public anywhere
near.
 Jan 2014 Jude
Mariah Fairre
Here I will wonder
And there I will wander,
And everywhere ponder
What life is about.
 Jan 2014 Jude
Emily Bronte
'Tis moonlight, summer moonlight,
All soft and still and fair;
The solemn hour of midnight
Breathes sweet thoughts everywhere,

But most where trees are sending
Their breezy boughs on high,
Or stooping low are lending
A shelter from the sky.

And there in those wild bowers
A lovely form is laid;
Green grass and dew-steeped flowers
Wave gently round her head.
 Jan 2014 Jude
HB
Little bitty, battered bodies,
all broken and beat up.
Slathered in a spicy soy sauce,
tiny shrimplings I eat up.

Fast and fresh and greasy too,
fried and hot and sticky!
They take three minutes just to make,
till I crunch them little bitty!
Fresh-fried shrimp in Chinatown. Salt & Pepper Please!!
 Jan 2014 Jude
Heather Methot
one day
I'll find out a way to burn
my feelings.
until then
I'll keep playing
with fire.
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