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 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Ainsley
Beauty
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Ainsley
Best displayed when
Everything in the day is done
And she goes into the
Upstairs bathroom with the lights dimmed
To remove her make-up and jewelry
Y**et her natural sheen is even prettier
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Ainsley
Ghouls and goblins, dwarves and witches
Scary masks with Einstein stitches
Goblets filled with putrid potions
Sick of Halloween-like notions

Once I turn I groan and see them
Trick-or-treaters causing mayhem
Squealing voices - my head's throbbing
Then the babies start their sobbing

Lock the door and toss the Reese's
Pick up all the costume pieces
With this stress how am I sober
Now I'm dreading next October
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Maisha
Anxiety
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Maisha
I claw deep
at my skin
until my fingers reach
my flesh
and scatter the pigments
that was the epidermis;
hoping I would
born anew.
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Miranda
Thought of you today,
Even when I was sleeping.
You were in my dreams.
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
thinklef
LOST
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
thinklef
Sometimes i don't even know how i feel,
It feels like the mountain have been mounted upon
me,
the views are becoming blurring,
My heart keeps melting every night
as these problems accumulate in 4 letters,
"Lost"
My life is a puzzle,
i need someone to break it down,
My heart is fragile,
be careful how you handle me,
My words are becoming empty,
please understand how i feel,
i look minor when i stare in the mirror,
you can hardly tell cause this pain feast on my soul
It hurts me, it bite's me, it consumes me
i only look up to the provider,
as i wait for the stars for directions,
My heart keeps crashing,
when those memories trigger my emotion,
i need someone to believe in me,
Someone who won't judge me by my mistakes &
errors,
These tears won't let me think straight,
If you are to count my tears in numbers and
figures ,
you would probably be going to a million
My head keeps running in circles,
i need directions to the finish line
Truly lost am i in a huge world,
Every step forward looks like I'm on reverse,
i need to look ahead this obstacles in other to
revive myself,
You think you know how i feel?
How about been shot 55times without bleeding?
Apparently that's how i feel,
My future may be shining ,
But i have to trace the light,
in other no to be caught in darkness
You all said you were gonna be here,
i trusted you,
Yet again I'm here all alone with my shadow,
When i cry i bleed,
When i bleed i pen
Life kicks me like a ball,
Plays me like a tennis,
Takes me up & down like a roller coaster,
The cotton maybe closing on me,
but there is a brighter day above this walls,
Every night is a stormy night,
as these tears form a deep ocean
enough to drown a fast boat,
The past i will never forget,
Tomorrow i look forward to,
Life is but a moment,
i can't keep wallowing sentimentally,
to this statement of expression,
Cause my intention has always been my reaction,
i am running out of ink,
i think life is becoming so cruel everyday,
i will continue to pen these words,
till i know exactly how i feel,
I'm going back to the start.
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Angel Moore
If the "Twinflame", or what is better known as the "Soul Mate Theory" rings any truth,
then I believe I have felt this, even within my own disarray of natural human emotion and connections.

The "Love" emotion, in particular, defines the world "Soul Mate" to its truest definition, without question.

I'm a true believer that I have/had or maybe still will encounter this sort of spirit and that any lifetime spent with such a kind soul was a lifetime of riches and happiness beyond what anything mad-made could deliver.

I hope when we do find these people we let them them know and I hope they recognize this sort of bond as the most infinate form of respect and compliment.

I never imagined my story being a love story, but if I prove to be, not as smart as I feel, that is a flaw I would endure in every lifetime, just for the benifit of Love and Friendship.

When "THEY" say, you must love yourself, before you can love another,  I like to quote Oscar Wilde, who said
"To love thyself is the beginning of a lifelong romance."

Take careful consideration to this.
When you get to know yourself
and I mean, REALLY get to know yourself.
You learn not only your darkest fears, but you learn your most powerful comforts.

You literally create a world that only exists from within.
You are learning and loving yourself into an "inner beauty" so fascinating that modern "entertainments" become nothing more than mere distraction.

You become your own best friend.
This is the goal and perhaps the key to life.

You can be homeless, unwanted, and completley alone in the world (or so it feels in dark hours) and still have a place to run to, when you close your eyes, you're already rich.

Now add another person.
Who can compete with yourself and know your every move.
Every thought.
Every intention.
Every guilty pleasure.
Imagine someone else, who knows you in such a way.
What a concept.

Its real. You just have to be patient. Take the time to love yourself.

I'm not there, but I have an adventure of a lifetime awaiting me. How could I ever fear life, when life can be so beautiful.

With this other person...you can see them, touch them.
Conversate with them.
Educate, learn and lean on them.
You will never find that, until you know what you are looking for.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twin_flame
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Fish The Pig
I daydream constantly
because reality hurts.
I keep my eyes closed
because when I open them
I see everything I'll never achieve.
I keep my head up in space
because there, even in death there is beauty
but down here death is ugly,
as with each passing day.
.
I lock myself in my room
because the world is a horrible place.
I turn off the light-
because even this room shows humanity's true nature
I dare not look back at that mirror,
for even in the faintest of moonlight I can make out
the monster that stands in my place.
.
I spend each day in misery, because that is how I learned to be happy.
Happy hurts,
Happy is quick,
Like fleeting love
I hate the feeling
of losing something so quick.
I block it out.
I fill my aching body with unused, dusty tears.
I hear my body groan under the pressure but I do not let it out.
I do not let the misery out,
because then Happy will have a chance to seep through
but with Happy comes horror and sorrow
and other such I cannot bear.
Happy hurts more than this depression ever could,
so I've decided to be nothing but that.
I hold up each day in a wicked,
painful misery,
while others might say it unhealthy
I feel it as nothing but fuel,
nothing but quick snaps of the whip
that keep me going,
just barely alive,
hardly breathing,
stiff like a tin-man
-
I hide from what's real,
I hide from what's happy,
because Misery is the only thing keeping me here.
 Jul 2013 Lizabeth
Chuck
Lightning cracks and thunder shrieks with great fright
The rains pour down with penetrating pain
Type o' storm that keeps Noah up at night
Tides flood streets like an angry berserk train
Still the albatross is yet to take flight
Outside thunder, lightning, and floods in vain
For in my heart lurks deserts, lonely drought
Will these rains quench my thirst? My heart has doubt
Ottava Rima is an 8 line stanza in Iambic Pentameter with a rhyme scheme of abababcc.
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