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 Jul 2014 Blue Jay
Nickols
His hand wrapped so fiercely around my heart,
a five fingers imprint.
To which will never go away.
Even if he wants to go,
the marks would still be there...
Mutating my heart until it ached.
That boy had left an everlasting impression on me,

I will never be the same.
 Jul 2014 Blue Jay
Poetic T
You kissed my forehead,
It was gentle
But like poison ivy,
It poisoned my mind
You brushed my flesh
Caressed,
Felt,
Skimmed,
Barley a touch,
But like a nettle rash
My skin itched, red to the touch,
This was meant to be love
So why did it hurt so much,
Love was meant to be gentle
Fond,
Caring,
Tender,
But you were in love
With just giving me pain,
But I craved your heart, I would take either,
For both were the same like poison
Both contaminated the heart
Love, hate,
Different but the same
Both are parts of love
Both poisonous to the heart
 Jul 2014 Blue Jay
Poetic T
Do we pull or push
Side to side
Which is the right way
To go in life.
Can we  always take the right path
Dealt a rough road ,which life Is but
Wrong ways,
Pit falls,
Hitting every stone
One step forward, three to the side
Never a straight road
Life is a journey
We must take the good with the bad.
 Jul 2014 Blue Jay
Lost Soul
while YOU'RE looking into the stars
I'm admiring your PERFECTION
IN the dark you're my light
MY eyes adjust to you
cause beauty is in the EYES of the beholder
 Jun 2014 Blue Jay
Nickols
I believe in the words that never past my lips.
Things- I wish I had the courage to say.
I believe in the beating, beating, beating of your steady heart.
The pain I went through, just to taste the salt of your flesh.

What a mistake.

I believe in yesterday and the day before.
I also believe your pride,
was the one in the way.

My death.
I felt it over and over, twice more...
You- you, sir... the one who walked away.
The one who stood watching
as I dissipated into the darkness below.

I believe in today, the motion of moving forward.
A single good day, for it not to be okay.

I'm gone, ash melted into the earth.
I have died so many times,
felt each death from the strength in your hands.

I've believed in yesterday and tomorrows morrow.
I've believed in you and the beating of ones heart.
I've believed in my death as the rock bashed my head.

Never have I merely believed
I could survive and come out alive...
No wounds, no bruise.
Just a healthy smile.

I stand here now on the precipice of today and tomorrow.
The out come may be inevitable,
but I stand in the here and now.

The one who is standing-up tall and proud.
 Jun 2014 Blue Jay
Poetic T
I will follow you down the rabbit hole,
To see what can be found, but it wasn't
The fairy tale we were told, it was the
Dark side never seen light under the ground.

The rabbit was late for his execution,
They chopped off his head, it did roll
Across the ground. But the people and
Animals, they did hunger for more, so
A stew was made and his watch was
Sold for gold.

The mad hatter did hide in shadows,
Offering tea to those unsuspecting few,
And once they were in a sleep, he did
Bury them alive under the ground. He
Did a jig, when it was near there last
Breath and did whisper to the earth do
Not worry you are not alone there are
Many flowers buried around.

I walked on shaking you see for I had
Witnessed a serial killer, spiked tea
Handed out.

I meet a queen dressed in red, she smiled
And said do not worry girl your not my
Type, as she showed me around, then a
Room opened jars were neatly displayed
All around. In each I did see a beating
Heart, she said to me these are those that
Betrayed my trust all that is left is there
Beating hearts.

I ran through the court yard I ran across
The bridge, what twisted nightmare had I
Fallen in. I saw a caterpillar smoking a pipe,
What's up little lady fancy a ****, I asked
What it was that had him chilled out so much,
He spoke that he smoked the mushrooms
Scattered about.

I asked what were the bones scattered about,
Some on other mushrooms, others scattered
On the floor around. He said the mushroom
Is good, but to relaxed to care about eating
And things, and with that he blew in my face
As my head hit the floor I was in outer space.

I woke with a fright as my dress was up, and
Breath I could feel as I looked under, nothing
I could see. Then a grin appeared, then a mouth,
Then this knotted looking cat appeared looking
Up my dress trying to lick me out. What are you
Doing I screamed out why fish I could smile as
It licked its lips I was damp and grossed out.

I booted it once and twice in the mouth, this
Is the last ***** you'll lick as my heel crushed
Its skull not smiling now.

I had entered a mad land, not a fairy tale but
A twisted version so true, as I had to find a
Way out, then the white queen did come to
My rescue, to her palace I hid out, sniff this
My dear, don't worry its just to relax you out,
A needle she pulled and injected her self, then
Blood  dripped from her nose and her mouth.

I screamed, she looked up and said I am the
white which, ******* is my power then
her heart gave out. needle in her arm blood
dripping on her gown of white, I ran out but
ran in to a wall and knocked my self out.

I woke again to find my self in my bed, was this
All a dream that world I thought about, then the
Friend I did follow came in to my room, I shouted
Out where were you when I feel In the hole, and
Then a knife did appear though his chest, as the
Mad hatter said you thought you could escape
No one is truly safe when they fall down into
The dark place deep under ground...
 Jun 2014 Blue Jay
Lost Soul
Gun control is what people don't want
But what if you're on the other side...
What do you want?
Gangs **** gangs, people **** people
but put a bullet in the middle,
is that defined as equal
i mean it's illegal
But is that enough
Losing family that's what's tough
If it was you, you want it back
You wouldn't want that bullet in your back
 Jun 2014 Blue Jay
Lost Soul
Lost
 Jun 2014 Blue Jay
Lost Soul
I'm crying for help but silence is what they see
Smiling but the wounds are too deep
Do you see the pain?
Everyone's shoulder... but where's his?
They say he's such a nice kid
Give him an Oscar he earned it
He's putting on a grade A performance
Playing the role but never playing himself
It's a cold world when you're in it by yourself
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