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 Nov 2013 SES
Chris Rodgers
Chasing you
has proven to be
the single
most self-destructive
endeavor I've
embarked in
thus far.
 Nov 2013 SES
Alucard Sepet Dalv
One must learn to listen so both will start hearing, what's the cause of all fights and all their swearing;
Not with just your ears but with an open heart and mind synching with their feelings;
Look straight through their eyes set aside your  thoughts of their demise;
For they will do the same, settling things in a peaceful way would be very wise.

Was it that really simple when lives are already took?
Will you understand the demands written in each others book;
Now with a tightly clinched fists and fingers on the trigger of their own weapons;
Gritting teeth waiting for their leader's call!Like a game of chess they are just pawns.

So the siren wails and fires were shot!Lives are taken!Bloods were dropped;
Bombs explode splattering guts!Countless deaths and souls were trapped!
After all the dust had settle, who will be victorious and which cause are stronger?!
Funny one will still claim an answer where it only fuels more anger.

So when you're asked to fight a battle over nothing which side will you take?
If they can talk things over then why need ask questions to make?
A fight may be won and battles can be conquered signatures a sin
Always remember that the war still rages within!
 Nov 2013 SES
Daniel Kenneth
The past refuses to rest
In its shallow grave
As the memories return
A cascade of thoughts and emotions
Pouring into me as I contemplate
The feel of your hand in mine
As the city streets passed us by
Walking to nowhere
So happy, to be walking
to Nowhere

Your scent lingers just beneath my skin
Traces inhaled with every breath
Rose perfume with every yawn
Peanut butter kisses with every sip
Those green eyes so piercing stared
Into my soul, so fragile in love
The feel of your hair on my arm
Curled up in bed, with a book
Leaves me dreaming
Wondering
If you were the one
 Nov 2013 SES
Dev A
What happened to the girl,
The girl that hated me with everything she had
Only to realize that we had so much in common
And that it made no sense
As to why we hated each other?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that became my best friend
And told me that nothing would come between us
No matter what?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that was there when I was broken hearted
Who told me to stop shedding tears over him,
He wasn’t worth it;
There were other fish in the sea?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that made sure I didn’t get hurt playing sports
That I wasn’t pushing my limits,
Who was worried when I wore a knee brace?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that told me when I was being stupid,
When I was about to get hurt because I wasn’t thinking,
Who told me to express myself in other ways?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that was crazy and hyper with me,
Who danced around, had burping competitions with me,
That would come up with weird combinations of food to eat
Who stayed up late and shared secrets with me?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that wrote a poem to me on my first birthday apart from you,
Who gave me a soccer ball and popcorn as a present
Who said that the distance wouldn’t mean a single thing
And we’d always have each other,
Who was terrified to tell me that she was leaving because she didn’t know how to say it?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that was my best friend
Who was always there for me no matter what
That looked after me
And made sure I didn’t get hurt or do something stupid
Who made sure I was okay?

What happened to the girl,
The girl that was my best friend?
She got lost somewhere along the way
Somewhere into an abyss
An abyss that I couldn’t drag her out of.
I guess we’re back to the beginning;
Back to you hating me.
This time though,
I don’t hate you back.
 Nov 2013 SES
Lauren Dorothy
I'm not sure what I believe in anymore
Whether it be a god or humanity or myself
I'm not sure what I stand for
But I know I refuse to be walked on
God says he want his children to be meek and humble
But in this world
It is hard to be meek
It is hard to be humble
In a technology ridden world that requires grit and arrogance
 Nov 2013 SES
Isaiah Vincent
If I stood between two blaring horns. 
I would hear nothing. 
All the noise and worries would cancel out. 
And I would be safe in the realm of interference. 
But why should I isolate myself?
Is it in my best intrest?
Do I care?
Let me be in my destructive atmosphere. 
And let me stay oblivious.
 Nov 2013 SES
Jay Altezza
We live in a world where:
An illusion is called reality
And truth is a conspiracy;
Slavery is freedom
And all work is tough work;
Logic makes no sense
And school numbs the brain;
Our faith lies in those in power
And materialism is the religion;
We want to stand out
But keep trying to fit in;
Blood is not always family
And our tools are our best friends;
Friends are actually enemies
And love is equated to lust;
Peace is fought for
And humility is weakness;
Priorities come last
And talent is disability;
The wolves are the sheepdogs
And the Shepherd is ignored;
Our way of life leads to death
And medication vitiates;
Sanity is madness
And creativity is destroyed;
The past is disregarded
And the future seems bleak.


Centuries ago,
Shakespeare left us the question: To be or Not to be?
I guess it is clear which answer we chose.
 Nov 2013 SES
Hannahsue
She fell in love with feeling pain.
She fell in love with being hurt.
She fell in love with wanting to let go.
She fell in love with sadness.
She fell in love with her tears.
She fell in love with her cuts, her bruises, her scars.
She fell in love with her razor.
She fell in love with broken promises.
She fell in love with lies.
She fell in love with heartbreak.
She fell in love with hopelessness.
She fell in love with incompetence.
She fell in love with crying.
She fell in love with ignorance.  
But most importantly, she fell in love with you.
*H.T
 Nov 2013 SES
Dougie Simps
1989 a star born was born,
My soul was torn in the exact moment that the umbilical cord was gone.
Some times in my heart I wish I stayed dead cause I'm still a monster that's rage fed and full of hatred
But I remain in constant happiness cause it part of a cheaper expense
To fake your real bliss for a form of false happiness.
24/7 impress
Only to please people and follow with regret
We all wanna be loved but end up with so much more..or less
Are we all just a mess? Truth is,
Outside I'm a quite storm
but inside I'm a fistful of violence.
I walk amongst the outspoken and remain poetically quite
Avoid all the ignorant riots
And listen to my internal beat
Your mind can help you control your body but your heart can control your feet
So always follow your heart and stay honest with your soul,
If they don't like you now...they won't like you when you master and perfect your mold. (You make yourself)
Go Away. All of you.
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