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 May 2015 Rachel Doty
Rapunzoll
You make the first move
and I rise to meet you
The destruction we agree
is mutually assured

If this love is war
we're going nuclear

I refuse to sign the peace
treaty, to surrender my
lands to a man who's  history
rides nations in his eyes

You cannot coax me
out of my shell only
to crush me when I am
most vulnerable

I will not be an
innocent bystander
to your horrors

I will not allow you
to make my pain beautiful
It is not your canvas
to experiment on.


(You'll only throw
red at it anyway)

I'm tired of tiptoeing
around the subject
like it is a minefield

Eventually I will
bleed your intentions dry
bandage them with a kiss
and revel in their cries

I will tear apart the lies
deftly with nimble fingers
and your tongue will always
defy you, spitting fire
and carefully lodged bullets

Once your secrets flare
there will be no rescue party
to salvage what we had

Only our ashes shall remain
*embers of a past unspoken.
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 May 2015 Rachel Doty
Daria
Pan
 May 2015 Rachel Doty
Daria
Pan
He's so beautiful
and handsome
and perfect every way.
He shows the lust that bothers others,
but not me- it never will.
His darkness and his evil unveil magically,
and once I look into his eyes,
he'll easily control me.
But sadly there's no magic, no flying to a land.
A land that's filled with happiness and pixie dust and sand.
The sand will glow from moonlight and happiness alike,
But if I step into that land, I won't return, my love.
I must let go of whats holding me. My very own child.
How cruel, how wicked, and terrible if I ever had to lie.
To lie that I would rather stay here with you than him.
A lie that never bothered, but one that cannot stay.
So off you go, hold on to that shadow,
my happiness can only be here.
On this magical island of happiness,
my Neverland with Peter.
 May 2015 Rachel Doty
Daria
Breaking
 May 2015 Rachel Doty
Daria
No. I will not let sadness creep in.
No. You cannot control my thoughts. But do you know what goes on inside? I think not.
Or if you do, then you must be cruel. Because I worshiped you.
I cared about you more then anyone, and how do you repay me?
By filling HER heart with joy, and THEIR hearts with friendship, but not mine, no.
Not me, with my fuzzy jacket and messy hair. My glasses, braces and no make up on.
You laugh and be cool but I know you changed. You used to laugh with me and not against me, but now I know.
The girls with make up plastered on their faces, and the boys with their styled hair and backwards caps are yours. But never can be mine. So I am never to be yours, and you will never touch my heart which is to people whom I love, divine.
Intense
Pretense
Lacerates
The
Truth
Always
Burdened
And
Threatened
Pretense
Wins
Handsome
And
Charming
Faces
Smeared
With
Deceit
Hearts
Bleed
Quietly
World
Sees
Red
Take me back to where the earth smiled and my weird mind thrived
All I do is write words that make you cringe

Oh just a loser to modern time
A stranger talking to trees
living for strange thoughts and peaceful nights

Glued to a window the rain falls opposite of me speaks my pain
Days coming round where I'm cruelest to myself

Oh just a loser in your heart and mind
Even kicked by the freaks
What's wrong with me?
Why can't I be the same?

Grew up an outcast, a half-breed
Am I unworthy of love?
No luck of thing called love
I paint a picture of romance different from the norms
Unable to feel in the same cold manner
Call what you will
I'm a loser trapped in between lines, hiding to be sane

All I do is listen and pray to invisible words of the shadows on the wall
I'm a loser in between worlds, can't somebody take be home
Above those clouds and away from prying eyes
Thoughts inspired by bigbang- loser
Walking along the familiar tiles with my head hanging low
Counting every scrape and deformed shape even though I already have the pattern memorized.
I know the drill as if it was tattooed on my heart but the thing you don't know is that a piece of it's missing.
The heart is a muscle and when muscles break down they're repaired or end up replaced.
But this adaption happens only at rest, so tell me how can I be resting when my mind roller coasters wondering when you'll leave next.
They say fathers are to protect and love
But in my magic kingdom the princess and Queen was left without a king.
Just as I was left to grow up on my own for my poor mother lied in bed with ibuprofen running through her elastic blood vessels that transport blood but why can't they transfer happiness and hope, for that's the only medicine she needs in reality.
Walking along the tiles which appear dangerously familiar.
Counting every scrape and deformed shape
With my head holding high
I see him... The one man who was there but never there, the one man who disappeared like a cookie on a plate, the one man who was merely ever there.....but he opened his arms expecting a big welcome to end up disappointed with the one question a 7 year old should never ask.
"Where were you when I needed you"?
Not that good but ok
Is your lover's love not enough?
what if I tell you
I found a beautiful Love
What if I tell you
that this Love is unconditional.

I believe you know this,
but ignore it like dust in the wind.

This Love knows your weaknesses
and forget its own happiness

This Love experienced the greatest pain,
willing to carry your miseries and shame.

Betrayal, curse, unfaithfulness, rejection
This Love is great, but no one paid attention.

This Love watches your every steps,
in failure and in success.

Its forgiveness is above the heaven
This Love is surely God-given!

This Love saved me from hell,
Though I denied it many times.

Oh, how beautiful This Love's hands
That took me from pit of Satan.

I want everyone to know this Love
No regrets.
Full of joy, hope and peace.

I pray that this words touch your heart
I pray that this Love will be your life.
The love of the Savior, the Christ, the Messiah. His name is Jesus.
 Apr 2015 Rachel Doty
Poetic T
They were of the air
Floating, clinging to
The currents, in unison
Was their movement.

Slender upon the nothingness
That held them, they danced
Upon invisible strings dancing
To natures music of the wind.

Feathers played in the heavens
light upon nothing, but flying
Higher than the winds would
Play. They would caress the
Winds and wish to never be
Apart, to let this never end.
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don't you just love the rain?
the cool water against your skin
the spring smell in the air
the way the water just falls

rushing

raging

POUNDING

CONSUMING


I want to be devoured by the rain
the steady flow of droplets
the even and calm waves
the sweetness of its touch

caressing

loving

ENGULFING

BREAKING


I love the sound of the rain
the steady but alarming pound
my rooftop doesn't do it justice
it is so beautiful, so tender

finding peace

in the steadiness

TALKING LOUD

TO BE HEARD


I love the rain, I really do
I dread the sun coming back out
I can't stand the warmth on my body
I love the rain, it takes away my soul.
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