ylruceiram: Favorites

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

GailForceWinds

I'm running out of reasons
To stay alive
I try to help others
Always left alone to cry

Does anyone know me
Does anyone care
They say I'm great
One of a kind, rare

I'm not so great
That I know
But if you look into my heart
You'll see my glow

No one has time
To see the real me
Even I am blind
What do you see?

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Definition

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Amanda

Definition

Giving up:

It is when you look at the chef's knife at a strange hour wondering if it is sharp enough to draw blood. You already know it is, but the white lies beg to stay within your skin.

Don't you dare say I gave up, or I am giving up.

1. Especially when I cry with anger glassing over my eyes.
Bleeding out all the bad truths & rusty faults, for a better day.
I have not given up if I look for truth over sweet fiction.

2. How ferociously warm and red my cheeks are. The kind of red reminicent of berry stains in tumbled laundry. Truth is they were slapped by a ghost's hands.

Or when I found out that hot tears and hot showers feel the same.

Do not say I lack the strength to stay here, when my veins dance to a heartbeat; loud & defiant.

Don't ever say to someone: 'You gave up easily' unless you know the exact & imperfectly precise way their thoughts align into dizzy constellations.
Like the way you know the back of your hand.

*Don't.

Trivializing one's decision/feelings is not always the best thing to do.

#okay #strength

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

You Told Me To Write Something Different

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Lachrymose and Lies

You Told Me To Write Something Different

My name is my reason and reason is my aim
To make friends with my demons
and keep them all at bay
I write and I write for it is all I can do
I write what I want I don't aim to please *you

Happy?

#poetry #short #poet #depression #thoughts #rhyme #help #different #verse #write

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

sunset

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Cristian

sunset

you were as beautiful as a dying sun
i just wish you'd risen the next day

#dying #dead #sunset

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

"The Racist"

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Phillip Blytheville

"The Racist"

labeled dumb because the color of his skin
supposedly made him better then me.
untruthful am I because there's no other way
my stories are expected to be.

unrestricted claims to keep me from taking
the highest roads ahead.
he'd rather see me hanging from the highest
tree until he thought that I was dead.

mental torture given because it seem like the
best and righteous thing for him to do.
by keeping his dirt swept neatly under a rug
there's no way anybody would have a clue.

forcing his will upon me as a way to let me
know that he's the one in control.
when faced with the realities of his sins he'd
rather lie than to save his own soul.

maybe the time would come when he'll stop
using hatred as a formula for a thrill.
maybe he'll see the words "the racist" engraved
on his tombstone while buried upon a hill.

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Dark Daze

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Arik Fletcher

Dark Daze

Another journey travelled,
A step along the way,
A different road to travel as we conclude each day.

Another challenge levelled,
A hero from the fray,
A darker time to follow or so we hear them say.

Another dark cloud battled,
A force we cannot sway,
A demon rising deep within just sizing up its prey.

Another dream unravelled,
A blink in time’s decay,
A distant past forgotten in the memories we betray.

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

I'm Not That Flexible

Jul 2015 ylruceiram

Nicole Dawn

I'm Not That Flexible

Please don't bend me any further
I'm afraid I might break

Stress....

#alone #mom #dad #perfect #stress #tired #college #parents #pressure #flexible