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Float lines written in steady confusion dancing over blue and white or is it white and blue or plain white with blue stripes
The healing is rare in the toppless cage awake,awareness and relations when poetry serves all names appear every where and dissapear when pen is picked up
WHAT NOW
Pen preserve intensity a duration of the hand you came to recognise
Pressing pressure of dripping ink color me bold and everything intense
Errors of consciousness privacy opens to receive losely shaped ideas making me believe history approved of the future changing its sad guitar string to a over under ignorant weeping cry overflowing fluids, rivers won't dry and the economy leaks all speeches resound hot history all writting is long there isn't enough pens, screams are not loud enough criminals with rights elaborating reasons for victims suffered, I thought history was worse their non-mirrored tongues continue to reflect what wants they see staring back
Never mind you que keeping political mirrors from breaking....
Dear love why is it so hard for me to find you
Why does it hurt when you move away from me
I've been searching for you for years but you never come my way
Dear love why don't you ever make me happy
If you really love me why do you keep hurting me
Do you think I don't deserve you
I consider myself good and loving
Why don't I get that in return
I've waisted years of my life because of you
And it hurts
All I ever wanted was someone to love is that really too much to ask for...
The brain controls everything no matter what the heart says
The brain dictates forwards and reverses,rewinds and deletes, you see results have proven this theory. I school
The brain looks exactly the same
Refreash and re-organise your mind wait as your next mistake elaborates its self
Endless all over your thoughts.
All things bright and beautiful all creatures great and small
What are these people talking about was the first thought that came to mind when I first heard the song
Is it talking about eminent things or creatures
Creatures that destroy the bright and the beautiful
Creatures that tell us what is needed ot remain alive
**** these creatures were created I belive they hurt and claim forgiveness is freedom
No degree's came down through a wisdom by /od
Every degree outthere exsits because someone someday sat down at a table witha set of knowledge and wrote it down right, sure it has been added to and refined over the years but we adopted, it was made up and we don't care
Creatures that crave **** and yet discourage those who do
Creatures that lack a hand that helps
So how beautiful are creatures really.
It must be a dream but I don't remember closing my eyes, it truely is a dream
I don't remember reality feeding me lies
If you crave a happy ending then clearly you haven't been paying attention
This must be the ally I heard about
Keep breathing which is hard when panic pushes oxygen into my lungs
This isn't my bed, its unfamiliar, there shoud be another way to explain it
A doorway but no door, should I call for help Wait I'm dreaming
Do you know what's going on?
Ignoring the freakness moving closing closest I feel the burn, I'm squessing my fits
I'm not looking to get saved, I'm grown
I'm a lady I should wake up and go ***.
Her cry haunts the living out of my daylight, chases and split succesful thoughts blocks and erases all joy of happiness her tiers scrambles and never win the game
Her screams sound to voilent for me to understand
Instead ill watch a horror that follows
Her version was to remain was to remain
I should have asked she said instead I cowardly challaged myself
A habbit I,she needed me to discontinue that night, I keep thinking yet don't show it, invovement the excitement and the peace I felt after killing I mean removing, I walked in there alone and came out everyone one knew what I did
The silent conductor
Engages and conducts my thoughts. Maybe you wouldve been unconditionally loved or even successfully contributed to my present but I am working on a future and you happened to early to Be involved now I cry and everyone says I'm a killer I wonder why you haunt me.
The regret girls feel after abortion. When they are alone thinking
I lay awake,  legs streched out in shorts, short of the feeling I used to have, I forgot to open, I keep them closed counting the months not winning prices though dertermined to make a count
It could be fun
I should bend my legs look at my knees facing my face, blocking all mental pace, maybe I should sit up keep my legs  open, a potriat of compassion is me
I'm keeping them open
Its safe to enter!
Apologies are all mine for misreading this situation
Its all my fault that you realised that the only way to get me was to tapp into emotions or were they just words you revised but hey I'm sorry its my fault
I am so sorry for not dating 5 guys at a time maybe then all my attention would spread and I wouldn't have to call you all the time
I'd be never be available for you I guess that's what you wanted
I'm sorry I didn't give you that
Its hard to make sense of how your brain works, of everything really
I suggest you give me a list of your expectations maybe ill turn smart and go all the way
But hey I'm sorry
I fell inlove with you that I enjoyed inside me
But ill change get rid of this demon turn my feelings off and open my leggs just to keep you
Yeah *******, you stupid ****
I'm not compromising my *** for you
If you want love
I'm here if you want toys stick your hand in your pants you'll find something amusing
Oh SORRY you'll have to grow a pair first....
******* very much.
Music playing at its loudest through broken speakers, my heart ponds to messy mess messing up my room, spinning words in my back continue to press in deep deeper denying peace from entering myself my body hurts its an unfamiliar routine, tired tear tearing cells that require re wireing of feeling blue,red hot results of the pain I know
My speakers ain't loud enough
Maybe if you were different

Maybe if you woreshiped me at a time

Maybe if you made me belive you loved me at a point

Maybe if you actually asked
I might forgive you
Or maybe you just never cared
Maybe just maybe you never sat down to think about me and you and what was suppose to be
My love for you is dark
Dark meaning it happened no matter how hard I tried to stop it, its darkness
My love for you has no reason
Reason meaning I saw no flaws flowing on you nor perfection predicting me having a list elaborating the  reasons of you belonging to me
Its undefined
Undefinable with no condition
Unconditional is the love I bear for you
And when I'm with you silly I become
Losing all senses assumed to be common
In you I find myself lost
Control is what I have when you streach hands squeez me with your arms , tapping my backside with your fingers I swear I'm an instrument a piano being played
You try to kiss me and I look away and smile you kiss my neck
Strangely I shut my eyes imagining wings growing on my back flying you away to some dimention unheard of nor discovered by our kindexposing a naked me to a fully undressed you dancing to a lustful tone satisfying each creature drawing air that hits a lung and right before I know it your tongues are playing I recall what is about to happen and look away I open my eyes only to be glued to yours
Feeling a feeling that turns me a fool
Therefore sweetypie
My love for you has no reason nor conditions
I assume it reaL
It contains rest, trust and fear
Insecurities and arrogance
My love for you rests whithin me
For how long is the true question to be asked not why do I have love for you
#i feel in love
Disturbing pictures in my brain of black blood painted in red spraying the juices of my blood on the street
Disturbing are these screams of joy ending in cry from my sistas
Victimes of sterio typical leaders who never understand the poor batting their cries of basic need.
I surrender
I. Am not whole I am broken
Heat me up
Rub me in time I am not here
I am desperate minds, thoughts imposing with whay is in my face
Pain is my friend I don't know the difference I can't hate
Beats around your heart darkness dead you iron the truth with a dump *** smile
You don't deserve me
Facebook thank you for connecting me with the people from my past
For unleasing the jelouse side of me being stuck and others passing through
Thank you for making me see that dreams are slow but safe careers are for every one. I mean I don't wanna work at the mines but all my past is over there taking salfies expressing joys and progress
Facebook I check you everyday yet I gain none from you
In a world I live in all is difficult to achieve
So I'm putting a smile on my face showing teeth that have been brushed
Taking a selfie of myself looking beautiful, instead of worried and scared ill post it and get liked for a while
Facebook you beat all buying you roll out the desires and never spead next to ideas
So ill post my self and pretend
I'm doing that for my selfie
Mind you if a girl wasn't loose brothers wouldn't loose their viginity
Trying to break a point even
Evaluation I end up with a pazzel of confusion consentrating on the idea that I am
Visibility of his ignorant storm awkardly approve of him
I guess ******* is something you work on on some graduall renaissance indifinable it is the eminent bridge to a ship of relations. A burden that insults me and leaves the questions how many partners qualify one as a **** because at a point we all get ****** by the biggest ****** of all........
The curse that once consumed me
As the mordern tech allowed him to find me at first I ignored his attempts with an lol but he continued I gave in little I didn't think I entered with my whole gave him my soul my body I felt alive and dead at the same time his eyes big brown mesmorised my intelligence his light skin beautiful long hair with my fingers inside it was not magic but mistycal he became my world I flaunted him I was happy little did I expect the eminent pleasure I gave him he was to be my forever it was written in my smile
But he killed it tore me had me questioning my beauty my love it wasn't enough he was a curse I couldn't forget depression deep in to presures of stress I fell into a slum a loss of happiness anger consumed me and he didn't care all he wanted was forgiveness without a valid reason I hope it was worth it now he's beauty hides and I don't see it he's presents repulse me and leaves him ugly in my eyes he's smile is like that cheap chineas heel that broke in the street while I was walking attention is what I gave him my hope and all he offered was depression without a valid answer a curse for me to forget.
#lost an idiot I loved
What is it that you do to me that makes me gone for three
Could it be your touch the smoothes my pain or could it be your smile that steals my heart
What beauty is before my eyes that is unlimited by pains or cries with a little that benefits a queen
Sweet baby your so fine
So sweet than sweet wine
Can I touch you and make you mine
For I want to love you till the end of time
But if the love I feel is a sin may I be commited to eternity of pain for I cannot live if thy doesn't bring the love I nedd to breath again abd again
What is it that I feel so strong. That feels to good to be wrong that makes me certain that you and I were meant to be to together for all eternity
#love happened
I hope love finds me because I'm done chasing
When. I say I was ten my life started wrong, I had no life
When I was ten I lost my mind
When I was ten my life was taken away from me
When I was ten I lost my virginity
When I was ten I wished to die but killed a man
When I was ten my childhood was taken away from me
When I was ten I became a woman but never understood the word
Now I have passed being ten
But when I was ten I was stupid to let them take away my childhood
Why am I thinking falling
Don't allow these to hit the heart
Because if feeling are what I have
Then I'm *******
I wish to be the ***** this time
I wish to be distant and not replay to your texts
I don't want you, you look so perfect
I don't want you but I love your smile
I don't want you I don't want to fall in love with you but this time ill allow you to fall first
#met a guy#dating him #i don't know why

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