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 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Sorry
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Frustration, an emotion that
caused a tiny whimper
which broke my heart
Horrid mother in the stress. So guilty.
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Caitlin
When you have just one life to get it all right
would you give it all up in just one night?
The effort, the fighting, the kicking, the biting
illuminating the truth with the most brilliant lighting.
To claim such strong love yet throw such big stones
seem truly a trick and a dead soul's lost moan.
My window has shattered, my heartbeat has stopped.
The blood in my veins and temperature just dropped.
Around me is glass and rusty-grey stones
with a rotten dead pain that roots from the bones.
My life line depleting is a deep red relief,
with a silent mind violent, with a broken belief.
Apologetic to apathetic in no time at all -
wrenching and wounding; the greatest of all falls.
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Cali
some days I can wake up
and understand why the world
does what it does.

today, the sun strikes chords
on my naked spine
and I roll over, retreat
beneath blankets and sheets.

I falter at the thought of
senseless murders
land mines and apartheid
babies starving
and mothers dying
in an epidemic of ungodly
proportions.

what's the use, anyways?
nobody's winning if
we're all losing.
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Fire
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
I always say fire
fire needs air to thrive
without it fire burns out and dies
I have many times found my oxygen thin
dizzied, drowning, my minds death began to set in
the tiniest little ember could be found
at the bottom of my soul, not yet touched by ice
fire needs oxygen to survive
that being said, I find you are my air
without my breath the flames stand still
inevitably extinguished
so please feed my flame
keep me breathing
I am too weak to ignite myself
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Step into the human psyche
Thought, she is *****
Nay, she is probably just lonely
He has pierced his body and painted his skin
He must be evil
Not so my friend, he is expressing his pain
She is quiet, she must hate everything
Not true, she is screaming for love but none reach out
She is loud and annoying, she must be a child
No she has always been treated as an adult and never got to be a child
He acts like a ****, he must be a violent man
Wrong again, he just wants to fit in and is afraid
Do not judge
Take a look inside the human psyche
We are all us
We are all fragile
We are all what we are for a reason
I look at girls dressed as they do and I know I could be that girl because I am so lonely. I know a man covered in tattoos with an amazing heart. I know quiet people who become vibrant within some attention. I am annoying, I was never a kid. I have known 'thugs' who just were afraid to be something different because their society dictated they must act that way to survive. They are all people and they have feelings.
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Drink
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
I wish to drink you
cool water never touched
pure
in secluded mountain air
would I be the one so lucky
to find still waters untainted
by the foul air of the city
a dance in majestic woods
a skip away from my own heaven
drink deeply when upon such sustenance
I think it might be possible
that I would drown
when tasting such lovely waters
I think it may be true
I would never find the will to stop
let my head go under the surface
bubbles the only sign I had been here
and I fall to the depths
finding me consumed
 Jan 2013 Kevin Eli
Anon C
Braveheart, you are my Braveheart
Take me in your arms
You are my Braveheart

Fighting so we can be free
Fighting for our dignity
Fighting for the truth and then
We can go and live again

Fighting for the way that's right
Fighting for our truth at night
Fighting up until the dawn
He won't stop until he's won

This is where he's going to start
This is my one true Braveheart

Braveheart, you are my Braveheart
Hold me in your arms
You are my Braveheart
Braveheart, you are my Braveheart
Hold me in your arms
You are my Braveheart
Done by Dj Sakin & Friends. This is for someone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nHDXp55C_Sk&list;=PLgUN9E-emUOwkXpgzc8XJHRqTIG48gY3g
 Dec 2012 Kevin Eli
oh me oh my
You told me once,
that you were afraid
of not one,
but entirely too many things.

But you said to me,
something I could relate.

You were afraid of withering old,
growing bitter at such a young age.


I drew the tiniest of white lies,
slipped through the cracks of my two crooked front teeth,
and said I agreed.

But dear,
I've become bitter,
too long ago to remember.

In the future,
I'll let you know,
make you remember back to that moment.

You were the one that made me withered and bitter.
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