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Its dark
And its quiet
No room for me.
No one responds to my crying pleas.
I cry and scream
But no one seems to care.
It seems I have fallen, fallen into hell.

My wings, they are clipped.
My hands, they are bound.
My life means nothing,
Nothing to the world.

I can't be replaced,
I can't be the same
Others like me, no, they're fake.
I've been executed, executed from heaven
Ive fallen, fallen to the deepest depth of hell.
I can't be saved.
I don't see a point
Should I give?

No.

Then they win.
thunder*
I always thought we'd be together
You and I, we said forever..
In the rain I am standing
Why am I here?
This is bad planning
I see light flicker through a crack in the curtains
The curtains I bought for you when you first moved into to your place
I practiced every word I’m going to say to you
I’ve covered every trace
I'm at your door step
Too afraid to knock
My hearts sinks like a stone in my stomach
Feels like I swallowed a rock
I blink rain and tears from my eyes
I’m happy the storms raging so it muffled my delicate cries
I walked all the way here
Yeah, I still go on walks
My hair is soaked, cooling my fresh and steaming thoughts
Everything is pounding, I’m hoping this ends like a book
Cold and shaking
How dramatic do I look?
The thought of this makes me laugh
Someone walks by the door
I think you heard me
I want to run and hide, I don’t have confidence anymore
But this is my chance, it will all be okay
The front door opens and I have nothing to say

It's your three year old daughter
I hear a woman say *Lilah, close the door honey.

Oh, no.
She's beautiful
She has your eyes
Your lips
Your hair
Your giggle..
But not all of her is just like you
She has hints of her mother in her too
Her mother..
The luckiest woman alive.
Help
I'm frozen
Run, ******* it, run!
But I cant
I hear her high heels coming toward the door
Lilah, who are you looking at?
There's no one there
Her mother cant see me
There's no more rain
It's a hot summer night
But my clothes are still dripping
There's blood on my shirt around where the branch impaled me
Glass is embedded into my hands
Lilah is still looking up at me, smiling
She's beautiful
You join your wife at the door
Your eyes full of happiness
Your lips would no longer shape to mine
Your hair is short and you've been weathered by time
I always loved your beard
You grab your daughter's hand and pull her inside
I on my knees crying now, because she should have been mine
You should be mine
**** being mortal and **** time
The day I died was the day you proposed
You got on one knee, the ring tied to a thorn'd rose
Thorn'd roses are my favorite
They show how something so delicate will go to great lengths to protect itself
Just like my heart..
It was a rainy day
The roads were slick
You leaned over and kissed me while you were driving
We hydroplaned
I didn't put on my seat-belt
Too busy looking at my gorgeous ring from my gorgeous man
We hit a tree
I was launched through the windshield
The branch went straight through me
I didn't feel any pain
The last words I spoke were your name
I loved you.
Oh, God how loved you
I still love you, even in death
I'm at your door step
But you cant see me..
I got tired of trying to rhyme and just went with the words that flowed to my fingers.
 Dec 2013 Monique Olivier
Katsa
And it feels like
We're on the brink of something incredible.
I need your steady breath behind me as I lie awake at night
A gentle metronome, to solace me
      as   the twisting
        root of doubt
                 thrives
                                   in the darkness
                delving
         and
                        branching
   from neuron
                  to neuron
         Choking me wi th anxiety
until                bre    athing
                            be     comes    a
              d      istant
                         mem-
                                    or-
                ­                             y

But It's then
That I lean back
Against your chest
To touch the ebb and flow,
The rise and fall,
The simple, solid rhythm
Of your soul keeping time;
The only constant i'll ever need
Is You and Me.
i shouldn't write about you
i shouldn't miss you
i shouldn't love you
i shouldn't need you

but...a part of me always will
only time will tell
if i let go
if i can give up
on what meant the most
we'll see tomorrow

as much as i say
that i hate you
a part of me
******* loves you
it suffocates me
knowing that
you're happy
because of someone else
that person gets you
and i don't
that person gets to hold you
and i can't
that person sees you
and i cannot
distance kinda broke us
and our connection apart

you'll never see this
or know of it's existence
but just know
that my heart
is yours
even though
it truly hurts
to see you loving
someone else

you have pictures of me
saved on your phone
i wonder why though
because you don't love me
although i was stupid to believe
that someone so gorgeous
would ever take a chance
with an ugly disgrace
like me, myself and i
i was so blind
by your light
that now i cry
because you broke me
and i
have only myself to blame
i let my guard down
and now i am
drowning in pain
not sure if this rhymes well or if it's good but whatever...poetry is poetry
 Dec 2013 Monique Olivier
RJ Days
When all you want is just to think and make
But like a wheel in tar ambitions slow
Create your world all full of great mistakes

To be yourself when all the smiles seem fake
Can feel as if you’ve been punched in the nose
When all you want is just to think and make

****** onward for this life is yours to take
Please wait before you walk dark paths alone
Create your world all full of great mistakes

Though all of hope may freeze in frozen state
It’s still just one foot down, one up, to go
When all you want is just to think and make

There’s never so much as you think at stake
And errors which don’t **** will make you grow
Create your world all full of great mistakes

If nothing’s left to do for heaven’s sake
Eschew the past; it is your only foe
When all you want is just to think and make
Create your world all full of great mistakes
We often express almost everything we feel
We express what we think is real
We express for it is the thing what keeps our sanity
We express because it is where we find our serenity

We express not just because we wanted to be understood
We express because it is what we want
Who even cares if they do not understand what we try to convey?
Who even cares if they do not understand us?

We express because it is our free will
We express because we wanted to
We express because we are members of this wondrous human society
We express because we desire to show this world what we have in mind

A great friend of mine once mentioned an acronym
Which was "D.I.E." and stood for "Do not Implode, Express."
It really made a mark on my mind
It was like the blade of a sword which slashed my cold body

Long have I kept my misgivings in my dark side
Long have I sought things that no one can ever abide
Long have I wandered this world alone
Long have I imploded just not to hurt others

Expressing is a great thing to do
It is as magnificent as life
Expressing my thoughts does really take lots of courage
But it takes more courage to stop imploding and start expressing
I'm lighting up a cigarette inhaling the suicidal taste of nicotine;
It helps me calm my mind while damaging me from within.
Thinking what to write today while keeping myself sane;
It's hard to escape madness knowing it is driving me insane.

So I took this pen inked with eternal damnation;
Which words to suffice the needs for desolation.
My thoughts run wild just by thinking of her;
It triggers something that makes my words clever.

And so from tragedy I'm writing about love and unity;
Blessed by the heavens and strengthen by the holy trinity.
That someday every one will realize that no darkness remains free;
For there is a moment that in the shadow comes a light that shines brightly.
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