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Darlene Chavez  Jul 2015
Black
Darlene Chavez Jul 2015
When I wear black
I feel so intense
Like nothing can stop me
Nothing can get in my way
I feel unstoppable
And powerful


It's also scares my enimies away so it's win win.
A friend asked me why I wear black all the time
My dear friend you are the betrayl in enimies,
My dear love you are the struggle in life,
My dear heart you are the untrusted in gossip,
My dear world I will watch you fall,
I will watch as we collapse,
Together.
Syddy Raye Mar 2014
Contemplating suicidal thoughts
Making plans
Setting locations
Not caring what happens
Broken
Hurt
Alone
Words that ran through my head
A broken record of past events
Events that killed me inside
Ripped me to shreads
Discarded my carcass
And left me
Remembering last words of those who hate me
Words that haugnt my thoughts
Stalk my actions
Break my soul
People who caused me so much misery
Can rest easy now
Free of a burden
Free of me
A light shines through
My thoughts soften
My actions cease
I hold my head up
My heart pounds
I felt the warmth
I stand strong
Feel my saddness melt
My emotions concentrate on one thing
people who do care
I'm not alone
I never was
I have people who care
When I break
When I cry
When I fall
They soothe me
Pick me up
Make me believe I will be alright
People who love me
Want me here
Need me here
Friends who would miss me
Cry when I left
Die when I was gone
Family who loves me
Cares for me
Won't let me go
I stand
Letting go
Letting go of my enimies
Of their hate
Their problems
I stand
Proud of myself
Alive and well
I wrote this on the verge of leaving my heavy depressive state.
Loose thoughts Feb 2015
Whine, sob and cry it all out,
Complain, don't refrain,
Or sustain from the pain,
I know its hard to explain,
The suffering, the aching
All so tiring 'n' breathtaking,

Just pour it all out,
Don't let it consume you,
You're inside self and out,
Don't let it confuse you,
Your mind nor your heart,

Just let it all out,
Don't put up with it alone,
All the misery and ruin,
You're not all alone,
So lift up that chin,
Show me your gorgous grin,
Cause this time darkness won't win,

Let it all flow out,
Those buried blue feelings,
Before you're all worn out,
I know it's not as easy as it sounds,
Heart aching every time it pounds,

Don't conceal it in anymore,
Let me heal your wound that's sore,
I'll get bandages from the store,
And the pain will be no more,
Sometimes it'll need much more,
Therefore...

At hard times,
I'll give you my full attention,
No matter what my current condition,
I'll create for every conflict a solution,
I may not be sure of done delusion,
But, I assure you, I've got quit a comprehension,
Sometimes I'm full of confusion,
But no harm can pass by me without detection,
I'm clumsy, so yeah, might get an infection,
But fighting it back will be my reaction,
Won't loose simple because of exhaustion,
Even if enimies drop an invasion,
~
{[who knows, maybe all that's needed is a single conversation,
To maintain between them a peaceful connection ]}
~
As long as I'm around, you safety is a confirmation,
Away from any discomfort or discrimination,
You might think now, where's the relation,
Well I may lack many traits and concentration,
Always relying on my unstable intuition,
And mess up in almost any situation,
But I have made a firm resolution,
To keep you happy, that's my intention..

~A.d

29 July 2014
My poems to you, an unceasing continuation,
Doesn't stop, just pauses, in this conclusion..
From behind the bar I recall what led me here.
Not to see people fight over  spots on a board.
But to bring them togather as friends.
Not drive them apart as enimies.

To see the glass stay  full.
And the spirts to bring cheer.
Jokes hold truth.
As the jester I know pain.

Smells of perfume and smoke beautiful eye's
and that invisable desire.
We dance in hope of capturing life.

To embrace in darkness.
The page can never capture the passion
of two lovers spark.

From behind the bar  I see life
for more than what others belive  it is.
Jokes comfort as the flirt kisses  the ego.

Napkins written with numbers passed encounters
promised.
Some never to know the light of day.

Hungover friends  gather whiskey  laced
plessures  with a tinge of regret.
But life is one play  my friends  that no
single act shall we froget.

The drink sit's neat apon the bar.
You can see blindley for years.
And never know who people truley are.

Drinks as people dont last long.
They gleam the same under neon light.
So friends always mix them strong.
Im not just the bartender.
join the the real pub your invite is waitting micks22@verizon.net
Vampyre Kato  Nov 2015
Peep IT
Vampyre Kato Nov 2015
I'm Happy See,
Doing Some Things,
All Which I Love,
Focused On Me,
Krav Maga,
Lot's Of Poetry,
Street Routine Super Mean,
Smooth Moves Clean,
No Karate Class,
No Gi,
Just You And Me,
Karate Fast,
I Will Never Be The He That Shot His ***,
I Don't Like Sirens ,
Truamtize From Sirensn,
All That Violence,
I Will Silence That,
Hit First Hit Last,
Soulution Execution,
Problems In The Past,
Percieve Accordingly,
Peep The Facts,
Knowledgeable,
Notice My Flow,
Vocab Though So Rad,
My Soul Is Magik,
Heart So Sad,
I Feel The Pain,
Hey Happiness I Show That,
An Oath Is A Promise,
I Know That ,
So What Is Unspoke And Unseen,
I Must Not Scream Or Proceed To Show That,
I Shroom On Long Weeks,
Peaking On Gold Caps,
Sit In A Rose Bath,
Exotic Gypsy Doll So Bad,
Affection Deep,
Passionate Sexin,
We Hold Hands,
In The Room Naked,
We Anxious,
Both Slow Dance,
I Feel So Alone ,
And Ya Know,
****,
I Suffer Silent,
Secretley Dying Ya Know And,
I'm Gonna Change The World Cos We Both Can't,
Peace To My Enimies,
I Don't Have Beef,
Not Time To Eat With Close Frienimes,
I'm Leaving A Very Deep Intriguing Legacy,
Remember Please
Ad3pt
#me
I'll gain weight again
By medicating my worries
Till they slip out of sight and my mind feels alright to stand and fight
I know they'll always be there
Enimies waiting at the gate
For the slightest chance to make a charge
But least I'll be gaining, and slowly loosing the only weight that I shouldn't have been bearing
Tonight you feast,
getting ready to slay the beast.
You'll mount your ride,
and get ready for that slide,
into battle you will go,
running past any enemies that may slow,
down your progress for the two days you'll be gone,
until the moment you're back where you belong.
You'll concur and succeed where others have not,
your enimies will run cold, as your blood runs hot,
to sleigh them all, with your wicked spells.
With your words you can summon the strength to send them to hell.
They'll try to trick, and try to betray,
but you'll be on top and victor of the day.
I look forward to the tales that will be told,
because a warrior as fine as you, is among the most bold.
A secret today could make us best friends and lovers for the night, but tomorrow we will be mortal enimies for all the same reasons. I can't tell you why we do this to ourselves, but is sure feels good for now.
Cindy Long Sep 2015
the venom in her voice is bitter like vinegar in your mouth every word damaged by the poison on her lips her kiss burns like alcohol to an open wound every lipstick stain is left with the trace of death misery lingers on every flick of her tongue heartbreak roars behind the of her click teeth bittersweet memories only incased by the confinments of her clear gloss her breath so cool and yet so vile it chokes you like smoke to beauty. Her smile rills you in just as easily like stealing candy from a baby her silence filled with the secrets of 1000 happily ever afters the soft delicate tone of her scream is the anthem of every love song going terribly wrong her cough laced with the remnants of her enimies her saliva just as toxic as her ideas of revenge every syllable that spills and spews from her throat is so dark it'll blot out of the sun every pucker is infected like cyanide in an apple every gasp and sigh just as sweet as little white lies her taste so unexpected you get hooked before you know it like drugs to an addict the talking hole in her face never stops consumes every good thing im you before you have even a chance to run a reaper hides behind her smirk a grave lies under the dirt in her gums she will blow you out of the water there's nothing you can do nowhere you can go her looks are so beautiful you won't even realize you're at your own funeral
-Cindy Long
Kennady  Jan 2019
Mother
Kennady Jan 2019
There is nothing more that I want in this world that I  want is to bring life into to I am a mother with no child why can't it happen all my enimies have my dream why can I have my dream why am I always the one who never gets it why why am I so unlucky

Maybe the world will forgive me and give me my baby just maybe

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