Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 Dec 2013 RockyRoad
Alex Caulder
I hate you anxiety
I hate you with everything that I have;
Every tear and scar
Every broken heart and shattered fragment
I hate you anxiety
I hate who you make me;
Timid and reserved
Lifeless and trembling
I hate you anxiety
I hate what you take away from me;
Every smile and laugh
Every happy memory and photograph
I hate you anxiety
Because you've embedded yourself within me so deep
I'm not sure the old me is here anymore
I don't smile or laugh
I don't grasp opportunities
I shake and cry
I hide and make excuses
I can't breathe or function
I can't even pretend anymore
I hate you anxiety 
Because you're ruining my facade;
You're breaking me open and leaving me dry
You're destroying me piece by piece
And I'm too scared to stop it;
Go figure.
 Nov 2013 RockyRoad
Jonathan Wood
Help me keep my head on straight.
Don't tell me this is our last date.
I only see my hand in yours.
Crying as the rain pours.
Come on home, we'll take our time.
Don't let this be an endless rhyme.
I need you just as you need me.
Falling slowly can't you see?
My love.
Heart was stolen at my first glance.
You still owe at least one dance!
With me.
My love.
Everything tonight is ours.
If you can I'll forget the scars.
I sit here and I write for you.
I've felt this way, you never knew.
To me this isn't just a game.
There is no one left to blame.
Tonight.
My love.
Walk away now, if you can.
I want to be a better man.
For you.
My love.
As I end this song tonight.
I look upon the moonlight.
For you.
For me.
This pen and paper is not enough.
For me to express all of my love.
For you.
If only you knew.
 Nov 2013 RockyRoad
Jonathan Wood
Now I'll admit it got the best of me.
But you won't admit it got the best of you too.
Now we are used and bruised.
And we know everything that I've said is true.

Now it's all just only me.
I'd like to believe its only just you.
I just want to set you free.
And try to forget all the things that we been through.

I can't change this broken man.
But you want all the things that I just can't do.
For you, I'll be all I can.
But it's hard when you're not the girl that I once knew.

You hope for another chance.
We never had a dance.
You want a perfect man.
I want you to take who I am.
 Nov 2013 RockyRoad
Jonathan Wood
Moving around and about the hollow.
I can hardly follow.
This force keeping you distant.
Locking your eyes seems apparent.
Searching your mind for a hint of compatibility.
Searching my mind a for a strand of sanity.
Hopelessly finding a way to be subtle.
Hard to say that it's you I could cuddle.
Hopeless.
Searching.
Our mind cast lonely down the rhythm.
Numb to all their criticism.
We hold our own.
In a silent moan.
 Nov 2013 RockyRoad
Jonathan Wood
Kinda forced myself to lean.
From 25 to 17.
I mainly love the way you write.
And hear your voice through phone tonight.
I can't deny your pain and fear.
I wish you knew that I was here.
The little time that we have spoke.
I'll tell you now, it struck a note.
Although it may be rather new,
You call me Jon, I'll call you boo.
And even if you sleep on me,
I'll take this seed and plant a tree.
Good Night.
 Nov 2013 RockyRoad
Jonathan Wood
I hear your lips speaking.
Your breath slowly creeping down my spine,
So overwhelming, It cannot be a crime.
I hold you, you know me.
Temptation, you *******.
For this isn't our first time.
The hearts heavy beating,
Our eyes steady meeting.
For we are young and in our prime.
Tongue tickles mine, tickles lies, tickles line.
Our minds filled with hope and our hearts to divine.
A hand on your hip and bite on your thigh.
A dose of high notes leaves me begging you tonight.
Eyes forced behind lenses and hair summer blonde.
My hand convincing me to force your head in the pond.
A soft beat, limbs moving, half heart interceptions.
Put your hands up while I check you for weapons.
You know I love you and there is no question.
Please promise me safety from your subtle deceptions.
Tonight I love you.
Tomorrow we die.
**** all the gods that look down from the sky.
A hand on your hip and a bite on your thigh.
The sin that we live drops angels from up high.
 Nov 2013 RockyRoad
Jonathan Wood
Until this thick burden
Eats all of you dry.
I remain the living
torn shrapnel of paint.
I've seen where we should be.
And I'm not alone.
Here in this garden
Truth will be shown.
Before all the roaches.
Before all the lies.
Before all the temples.
Call blood from the sky.
I am no section.
I am not whole.
Where is your face?
This shadows a forge.
Yet I have defected.
And call out your threat.
In brown eyed seduction.
You'll fear what you get.
Yes I should have killed you.
When I had the chance.
You fear confrontation.
You fear our last dance.
In no reply message.
I will hunt you down.
No matter how precious.
I'll force under ground
 Nov 2013 RockyRoad
Jessie
Whenever I taste your sweet menthol on my lips,
I inhale the desirable into my lungs,
And I exhale the tragic out of my soul.
But in reality, I breathe in death disastrously,
Filling myself with chances of possibility,
Artful ideas of being successful and extraordinary,
Forgetting any remnants of how I feel honestly,
With wishes to destroy every lightweight dandelion seed
I planted within myself, easily whisked away by a breathless wind,
Pushing my inner horizon farther and farther down the skyline.
Every minty swirl of hazy exhaustion I release
Finds me additional pieces to my jigsaw masterpiece
Countless shapes and sizes available for me to lease
But only one is correct and allows me to cease
My everlasting journey to find what I need.
A finger flick on a flame lights up my brain,
Igniting passionate affection for creativity,
For building up my future full of sovereign devotion
To assurance and indisputable positivity undarkened,
A clear-cut, twinkling vision of self-affirmative action,
Establishing a reality only seen in my dreams, me, chosen.
I always view the future haphazardly,
If I’m not a scientist what the hell will I be?
I just want to do is create and inspire and explain me
Looking through scopes and writing down numbers is not enticing
And I need some sort of stimulus to keep my body sane and happy.
My whole life I’ve wanted to make an impact, a change
Just now I know how that’s going to make way,
I want to write, express, let others know they’re not alone,
And if that is unsettling, I’ll just let your mind be blown.
My ever-expansive appetite craves for adventure,
I yearn for travel, for maps, for experience, new cultures
The globe is my home and I want to unlock every door
So my thirst will be unsatisfied until you give me the key for more.
Now I’m not trying to move mountains, stop war,
I just ask for a peaceful border, for safe travel and legal cigars.
Our society is mesmerized with beauty and love
But we lack the propensity to settle down and be content with ourselves
And if we can’t covet ourselves, who are we to judge?
She’s a little sad, he doesn’t curse,
Who is anyone to say that they aren’t worth a poetic verse?
Without a simple change to the way we perceive, we’re held back –
We, ourselves, block the borders to love and to peace,
Gunning down possibility,
Wearing away the concept of wholeheartedly,
Only accepting work done effortlessly,
Forgetting the importance of personality,
Living systematically,
Mathematically,
Temporarily.
We need change.
Escape the man-made Inferno of what we call society,
Climbing up the ladder of knowledge and inquiry and creation
Until we reach the omniscient sun and the moon,
To the stars and beyond.
Next page