Psychoticries: Favorites

Apr 2016 Psychoticries

Erica

For you have your mother's eyes, dear child
And my heart sinks lower every time I look
Because you are a reminder of what I've failed to do
A reminder that I was a coward
And when I gathered my courage it was too late
Your mother died knowing I was only bad
She died before ever hearing my goodbye
She died before ever knowing what's in my heart
And that night, she brought all goodness in me to die along
And left my broken heart shattered to pieces, beyond repair

A free verse on what Snape might have felt everytime he looked at Harry.

#regret #death #harry #potter #snape #severus

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

Cyborg

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

Matthew Harlovic

Cyborg

Neither man nor machine,
these beings; being pipe dreams
were conceived by the silver screen.
Unseen by the naked eye,
they have taken you and I
by surprise like a tractor beam.
Neither the factor of genes nor factories
nor anthropological capacity.
These beings, being faculties of thought,
predetermine the preface of the plot.

© Matthew Harlovic

#metaphor #life #rhyme #humanity #fiction #scifi #wordplay #cyborg #opression

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

Who am I?

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

always anxious

Who am I?

you don't know me.
Maybe you think you do.

I'm that tomboy who loves videogames
and can solve a rubiks cube in a mere minute.

I'm that girl who talks a lot to boys.
Because that's just where i fit in.

I'm that ****
who flirts with every guy she sees.

But that's not the truth at all.
That's not me

Actually I love nail polish and videogames, but in this society you have to identify as either masculine or feminine.
You can't be somewhere in the middle.

Actually i don't fit in with the boys. they're just better
at accepting that I'm who I am.
I don't fit in anywhere.

I have a flirtasious personality.
But I've been in a realationship with a guy that i Love for a year now. And I haven't even thought about cheating.

I don't even know if that's who I am.. the only thing i know is that i'm not male, but I dont feel female either.
That I'm not alone but still feel so lonely sometimes.

*Who am I and who do I wanna be?

#identety

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

I've lived too long

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

Arlo Disarray

I've lived too long

all my days keep on disintegrating
while I'm standing in place, just waiting
thinking one day, things will change
that I'll be loved because I'm strange

but nothing shifts, time still ticks by
as I rot in place, waiting to die
life's right there, but I can't reach
I'm ****** dry by a ghostly leech

the trees all sway and wave this way
I'm not sure what they have to say
but they tickle me with their leaves
as branches drop off from the breeze

I've stayed too long, I've stayed too little
I've learned too few diddies on the fiddle
my life's too short, my death's too long
I'm dead inside, I've lived too long

#love #sad #depression #pain

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

Not Really Me

Mar 2016 Psychoticries

Sin

Not Really Me

I fell deep down into myself
And discovered an emptiness
Of love and understanding
How shallow a man I have become
For self importance is the skin I wear
And my crown of tear stained lies
Sit proud upon my head so empty
Yet I walk with confidence
Of a person learned
If only wasn't a lesson I lost

Jan 2016 Psychoticries

My Child, This is Society

Jan 2016 Psychoticries

Day Wing

My Child, This is Society

Men are brutal, having stones for a heart
Pain and anguish, these are their work of art
Among them you will live, try to play along
My child, my child, please stay strong

If they attack, they aim for the very soul
To break their prey, that is their standing goal
You will see them hunting all day long
My child, my child, please stay strong

In their eyes, you will never see remorse
To conscience, they have long been divorced
Cries and shouts to them are a lovely song
My child, my child, please stay strong

Someday, my child, this will all be history
Love and compassion, they will one day come to be
But for now, you will live amongst monsters
My child, my child, please stay strong

#society

Jan 2016 Psychoticries

Housebound Alien

Jan 2016 Psychoticries

Callum Hutchings

Housebound Alien

My room,
Both a death camp and a safe zone,
Rather wither away,
Than face execution.

Open door,
Deep breath,
Failure.

Hand over my feelings,
back to bed,
laying there,
friends were a conspiracy.

Leaving this house a teenage floor of lava,
To the armory,
Wield headphones and an over grown coat.

Open door,
Deep breath,
Stand.

The sun hurt as if i just left a space ship,
Fear of both know and unknown,
On this planet I was the alien.

Open gate,
Deep breath,
Walk.

Pavements conveyor belts,
Pushing out ghouls of society,
Cubicle bound,
Grey walls.

Yet still asked why so scared,
Of what I wish was just in my head,
This earth,
The land of dead.

The punctuation is a lot different in this than previous poems I have wrote as this was a spoken word poem I used.

#sad #depression #life #pain #death #loss #hurt #thoughts #you