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RADACACH Sep 2013
Fantasy

All day I think of you
But do you think of me
I’m scared to say how I feel
Due to the fact
That you’re you
And I’m me

I see you
I smile
You look
But no reaction

Who am I to you
Because you’re everything to me

Someday you will be more than a dream
More than a person
More than a love
Someday you will be mine
But until then I’m no one to you

So I go back to my dreams
So that I can be with you
Because us in real life is just a fantasy
One of the first poems I ever wrote last year
RADACACH Sep 2013
Alter ego
My alter ego is the devil
Me,myself, and him

I try to hide him
I act so pure
So clean

I fight him everyday
But I get tired
So he comes out

My strength crumbles before him
So strong
So bad
So wrong

He turns my thoughts to list
To greed
To ****

I try to fight him off
But he won't stop
I'm so scared
So lost
Because my alter ego is the devil

Maybe the problem is not devil
But me...

I'm the one who is so careless
With my actions
With my lust
And my temptations

So I crumble for god
Start with his foundation
So clean
So pure
So perfect

The next day I'm back out hacking at his foundation
Corrupting myself
Hurting myself

The devil is not my only problem
I am
RADACACH Sep 2013
Dreams
These dreams that I am having are so wrong
I wake up cold sweet
Trying to forget
But when I close my eyes again there those images are

Why cant I control my dreams
They scare me so bad
Remind me of my past

I don't want to sleep at night
It scares me
Those images haunt my dreams

My past now controls my dreams
So broken
So hurt
So many scars
That just won't fade

So as I lay in bed trying to forget
I think of u

You are my strength
For when I wake up in the night
I know u are there to comfort me

As I pray to you I feel strong again
So I close my eyes
And back to flood of images
I wake up screaming
So much pain
So much fear

I know it's not your fault
With u by my side
I will one day sleep again
RADACACH Sep 2013
Our culture is so broken and hopeless
People are judge by who they love
As if its a choice they made to be gay
They couldn't change if they wanted to

We can fight for our gun rights
But get upset when gays fight for their marriage rights
Because our culture has made Gay synonymous with the lesser  

If everyone is created equal
Then why can't gays get married
Cause we're scared they might revolt
Cause we're scared they might influence others

If you can't let others love who they want to then your incapable of love yourself...

You see men walking down the street holding hands
So you make fun of them
Call them *******
But when you go home you open up that **** site
Just another night cheating on your wife

Marriage in general is so corrupt
Husbands beat their wives
They cheat and lie

So when we see the love of homosexual
We get jealous and angry because its what we used to have
But now it's lost between the lies
So we try and hide it by fighting against same *** marriage
As if some how that will make it acceptable for you to cheat
Or to make yourself feel the like the man your dad always wanted

We need to look into our own lives before we cast the first stone
Because we are all equal
One man One God One opportunity

Our culture is broken by heterosexual media and religions telling us how to live and judge each other when they are the ones that are broken...
Controversial I know... Just wrote this poem today tell me what you think
RADACACH Sep 2013
Fat
A word created by the devil to make others feel ugly
Ugly
A word created by the devil to lower self esteem

Our society lets the devil rule it by creating anorexic models
Wearing caked on make up
Telling little girls they need to look like Barbie
That make up will solve all your problems
The biggest lie the devil ever told was convincing girls they look better with make up on

Society tells girls there ugly unless they have the perfect waist
The biggest *****
The best butts
Why so magazines will sell
Why because men only want anorexic fake barbies for wives

Well it's just a bunch of lies by the devil
Believed by the little girls who want barbies
Believed by the girl that u call fat and ugly
The girl u make fun of for her pimples

So they turn to the devil and listen to him and starve themselves for guys who will never care
Cake their face with make up so u will call them pretty one day

But it's all just a bunch of lies
God makes no mistakes
Your beautiful just the way you are
RADACACH Sep 2013
Love
How do I explain this to you?
It's something I have never had to say.
All I know is that this is something new-
And that I have never felt this way.

I have never seen a smile like yours
or heard a laugh that's quite as cute.
You are opening all new doors,
that's leading me to something new.

I've never felt this way before,
when someone tells me they love me.
But this time I feel my heart drop- fall to the floor
and I think I am beginning to see.

Something new is not something bad.
I am learning to smile and love once again.
With your help I am now letting go of the past,
and learn that I can once more "begin-"

I do not have to forget all that has been done,
I just need you to smile and take my hand.
Because it does not matter what has gone wrong-
I know that you'll understand.

You are certainly not the type to judge-
I like that, that is new.
The more that days pass the more I feel loved...
I am really beginning to like you.

I cannot imagine anyone else next to me-
It's just something I can't picture in my head.
And I also cannot imagine, cannot see, or think of anyone else inside my bed.

What is this feeling...
It is something entirely new.
I have never felt the need to say it...
But I need to tell you ...I love you.
RADACACH Sep 2013
"happy"
As I lay in the puddle of tears on my bed
I feel so alive
My mask has been taken off
It's truly me
The words I speak are so me
Almost too me
There so unclean that hurts my ears

When I wake up from my bed and head out to school
I turn around and grab that "happy" mask right off the shelf
Just hopping no one notices it's a mask
I look so calm
So collected

You could never tell that on the inside are scares so deep
So alive
That I relive them everyday

But when I get home I open up your stories and feel so alive

How can I ever share myself with anyone
When can I trust people to love me for my scares
For my scares make me
But at one point they broke me

So when I close ur book
I take off that mask
Smash it to pieces
I tell myself tomorrow I will be myself

When I get up I make a new mask
A better one
One that can't be broken
One that can hide anything

Maybe one day together we can break it
But for now I'm fine with always being "happy"
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