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So this is love, oh had I but known.
Your beauty leaves a heart enslaved,
Were I a king-for you, what of throne?
My abdication subjects would forgive.

A world without you would be grey
A canvass without its colour.
A divine artist though passed this way.
Oh please- never meet my brother!

My heart no longer dwells within
I wear it on my sleeve.
The end of me would be your sin
Should you ever leave.

But wait. What beauty does approach?
Oh fickle heart of mine.
Now shall I incur reproach.
Er-What was your name again?
Children speak like poets
living in a mad, visionary world

thus, by nature,
we are all lunatics

when childish insanity comes full circle

let us proceed into vast wilderness

our compasses lost in the sun
-our minds drowned in the sea

Worry not to reach
for there is nothing there to touch

and the night lends but one favor
in weaving the racing mystery

words will do no justice,
evoke no truths

throwing off the veil of shade
I speak in silent gaze
J.M.
01/26/11
Not yet healed
fated to permanently fade
and looking down
the cold, sharp, jutting memory
of when steel and flesh met
& your despair made honest
& your pain made my own
arranged in similar thought
yet carried out in separate horror
J.M. 01/26/11
I asked you if you still loved me
you said of that you aren’t sure
of all the feelings you have for me
I know the one to be the most pure

I can tell it in the way you speak
punctuating sentences with force
barring the romantic semantics
one word answers, delivered coarse

I’d like to apologize for my mistakes
and say I’m sorry to this day still
I’d like to say I understand, I know
but I don’t, and I never will

I have broken you so ruthlessly
I have given you a hurt so deep
I can’t forgive myself for this
nor blame you for the hate you keep
Love him deeply
So deeply he'll love you
And free words will be spoken
Of hidden love and lust

She'll continue to ignore the signs
Of sanity slipping
Of love dying
Look through the stained glass
Of a wicked church
Sit with him under the eyes
Of that so virtuous mother
And know the poisonous glare
Upon the *****'s back

He'll whisper words of comfort
And then words that cut
In her grows confusion
Inside her chest the ****** heart breaks
And the simple mind flees

In death filled grief
The sad girl weeps
And mutters words no man should hear
And wanders without thought
Past trees, over rocks, into water
While breathing stops and lungs fill
She looks into the sky
And dies
Inspired by the Shakespearean play: Hamlet.
Inside, the lights are growing

chairs burn like candles

slowly & with purpose

we sit stationary - unmotivated by flame

the fabric bursts & smolders

as we ourselves erupt, we recall a favorite passage

something like: "and with you, it is a pleasure to burn"

& locked in eyes, slowly lost to ash

as we are pleasantly obliterated
Shadows creep across the room
And slip quietly into my dreams
This is a world of pain and lies
Where nothing is what it seems

Your cold touch burns my skin
I retreat into the safety of my mind
A wall of blackened nothingness
For my reality to hide behind


I am alone in the dark with my thoughts
But finding security eludes me
I am trying to escape the pain
As a defense that secludes me

Here in the veil of darkness
I don’t have to hide my shame
I am forced to carry your burden
When I am not the one to blame
In your heart the demon lives
And spreads through me like disease
All you know is twisted and sick
And your desire is never pleased

This sickness you have given me
I can’t yet find a way to control
I can only close my heart and retreat
From the light that your hands stole
In my heart of darkness and lies
Is where your secret forever sleeps
With all of the painful memories
The unforgotten blackness keeps

I am grown but still a child, locked away
By your tormented life’s design
Stolen innocence replaced with hate
Your burdens now becoming mine
I once trusted in my protectors
And in the light that stole my eyes
So I wouldn’t have to see the desolation
That only distressed shadow can disguise

Your voice is like the crow of death
But you can’t reach me in this place
No matter how dark my dreams become
I can’t escape, the look set on your face
You were sent to try and break me
By distorting intended loves affection
I won’t let you penetrate my safety
In this place becoming loves rejection

I so desperately tried to hide from you
While laughter below abundantly creeps
The smell of cherry cigars and cheap cologne
Is the smell of death that my heart keeps
The space was never large enough to hide me
It gave way to light never covering my remains
The sound of tears betray me once again
And defeat from you is what my hiding gains
You were so big and strong that my little hands
Were no match for the coming fight
So I retreated into the heart of darkness
And pray for your remorse in mornings light
What gain in such incredible defeat
In the torture of a tiny human soul?
What pleasure in the painful bliss?
Of complete physical and mental control
What unimaginable depths of darkness
In your mind could find its way to me?
What demons control your every move
While my protecting light is has to flee?
I try to make the words come out
But there’s no one to hear my screams
Locked away in the heart of darkness….
Shadows slip quietly into my dreams
Just another night without sleep...another life gone past and lingering in the present to remind me of my pain...
She couldn’t bring herself to believe that you held your ground for her,
those nights you crossed the highways
and stoplights to reach her doorstep
only to tell her why you can’t use those dusty lungs,
filled with rust and waste, crushing the air you breathe in.

She didn’t have much to say.

You didn’t have much to offer,
just a lot of heart and a little dash of bitter biting your tongue with the ideas that your father put in your head,
the ones that tell you that you can’t feel the beat of your own heart
or taste the saltwater crashing down on your own weathered hands.

No, you gotta be a man.

She listened to your words and chewed on it for a while,
and gathered all her strength to pour the mason jar of alcohol you stashed in her cupboards for last two years down the sink,
as you yelled up to whoever might be listening,

“I never knew it’d go this far, I never thought I’d be this way.”

So she turned on the lights,
made your bed and you laid down to another restless night,
following and circling the cycle you have fallen for over

And over

And over again.
© Danielle Jones 2011
Passed out on a diffrent floor.
Honey  I know I didnt call  but i thinks aliens  abducted me
cause my **** is glowing and **** is  sore.

Jack Daniels  is my designated driver.
Im a pervert in trainning.
Five ex wives,  ten affairs  and a slipped disk  in my back you
go tiger.

A permanet batchelor  and  permanet offender oh how very sad.
Shake your head say what you will.
But if we were good who would be bad.

Im so fargone i have no choice but to stay crazy.
Sure i remember your name.
Rebecca ,Sarah, Vicky, Susan, it's gotta be one of thoose
wait let me see oh yes Daisy.

Just outta rehab boy i could use a drink!
Do i know Lindsy?
Got drugs?
what the **** do you think?

It's  cold outside and for a overpriced beer  and a stripclub i always
thirst.
Outta all the voices in my head  im pretty much the worst.

im not your next door neighbor isnt your  liqour  cabinet, your daughter, your wife ,your grandma  pretty much everyone and you included glad?
Change my ways sugar ***'s?
What we must ask   children  if i was good than  how the **** could ever be this bad.
Thank you Detriot  or Russia  really whats the the diffrence  well yeah no one wants to go to detriot  dam you Kid Rock.
Goodnight Folks
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