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Metal chains wrapped tight around my most vital *****
my body fighting to survive every time my blood pumps through.
Somehow I wonder who locked me up and swallowed the key.
I hope daily the sharp edges that locked my heart slowly tares
apart the one who fastened the sorrow of my soul.
the new year has begun and within minutes I became paralyzed.
memories flood my brain as I scan what I recall a "uneventful year"
But the dark sky and the numb mind is blocking the heartache I felt just
months ago.
The day he chose her, it was as if the tectonic plates shifted.
Not only were my eyes opened to the blinding meters shower of a new life
but the first link of the heavy chain was placed.
My mind acting as hard drive, storing these memories and moments the metal links wrapped around my life, weighing me down one event after another.
My eyes scanned the lit up parking lot just minutes after the cheers welcoming the new year.
Snow danced softly from the sky.
Each different flake falling as if the angels parted the sky and softly sprinkled the small dot on the map.
This last year, the year I fell in love (twice), my heartbroken and indentations on my soul were made.
The year the world was supposed to end, and I secretly stayed up with anticipation to feel the earth crumble beneath my feet and have my sorrows be erased. It was disappointing when my eyes fluttered open the day after the "end of the world".  But I felt butterflies in my chest when I realized I had the opportunity to turn things around.
The weight of the sorrow and pain that is drowning me
will be used as the strength to pull me to shore.
This new year will be the year I break free from the chains and build a fence, protecting my heart and letting only those I value through the gates .
This year I will be the one who unlocks those who suffer the weight of a trapped up soul.
I will carve the key to free them from the stones that are thrown.
 Oct 2014 MalaiDaisies
Sakiwo
I don't know what to say..
I'm not sure about us..
I'm not sure about life either..
But all i know is that i'm lovin' you..

I go week in the knees when talking to you..
I mumble my words..but always get them straight becouse they are from the heart..
Out of 5 girls that i laid my eye on..i chose you
I chose you ..becouse you sweet,strong and independant.. and i guess that's the reason why i'm loving you.
By sakiwo ndabezimbi @sakiwo123 on twitter
 Oct 2014 MalaiDaisies
Xan Abyss
*****,
Let's face it,
You're honestly
Pretty Basic.
Don't call this racist,
Cause that's not the case, *****.
The Issue's
Not Racial
There's a cultural Basis.
There are
'Basic White *******'
Of  any Race
you can find
in LA
(which, by the way
Is every single race).
Everyone who's not a basic white *****
can spot a basic white *****,
Caucasian or not, it's
based on Identity
not Color or Shade.
You're not an Oasis
of cultural expectations,
and you have no idea
how your Entitlement
is Enabled
but it's okay,
Cuz you see, Babe,
The rest of us still need to
Assimilate into
The Culture that made you.
And as bad as this may
Make you feel, I'll just say
there's a good chance that this
is the only form of 'Hate'
you'll experience
Today.
Basically a poem about white privilege. Inspired by something I saw someone post.
 Oct 2014 MalaiDaisies
Tupelo
Amanda
 Oct 2014 MalaiDaisies
Tupelo
You told me to swallow my pride.
I did, it played pinball inside my chest
Left me without a sound or a shudder,
No map to find it or you again,
Now I'm strung out trying to wrap you again in my arms,
This fight be not one I know how to win
My fingers smell like nicotine again and I don’t think I mind
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