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 Jan 2016 Stacy Mills
Mike Essig
The holocausts
of personal tragedy
are an absolute necessity:
our egos are forged
of coldest steel,
only the fire of pain
renders us malleable.

  ~mce
 Jan 2016 Stacy Mills
Mike Essig
Big issues fade in the face of beauty.

Seat a great philosopher, mathematician,
physicist, and theologian at a table.

Have a lovely, perfect 18-year-old girl
gracefully approach to take their orders.

I can tell you exactly what they are not thinking.

Big issues fade in the face of beauty.*

  ~mce
 Jan 2016 Stacy Mills
ryn
If I am kindling,
you must be the spark...
Much alive in the darkest dark,
lifting all shadows with
finesse and flair.

     If I am flame,
     you must be the air and wind...
     Unfettered and free...
     Cradling my infancy.
     Only to nurture and inspire,
     to groom flame to fire.

If I am faltering...
And almost extinguished,
you must be the hand...
Bearing the confidence and belief...
Awaiting the moment most opportune,
to align yourself in rhythm and tune.
So we could...
Continue to
burst forth into light.
So we could...
Resume our journey forth with might.

     Let us be our own deterrent
     from the darkness
     that comes with morrow's set.
     Hand in hand, we must...
     Because together...
          And only together,

   we're...

                        incandescent.
Happy New Year to all!
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Styles
She;
     a radiant being,
    sent her to rule my heart.
    Her beauty more precious than gold.
    My heart, ordained by her presence,
    yearning for the title *My Love.
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Styles
Jaded
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Styles
Her heart was like a cold stone,
forged by the hands of hate.
Pain felt like home,
love didn't feel like anything.
Her flesh was her conscience,
her soul feeling numb.
Haunted by her past,
afraid of what is yet to come.
Hooked on all the wrong things,
drunk off the pleasure it brings.
Stuck, looking for love,
in all the wrong places,
Breaking the hearts,
of those handsome faces.
Karma chasing her down,
she practices what she preaches.
Rather be breaking their hearts,
than be picking up the pieces.
Way more than meets the eye,
but, wont let anyone reach it.
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Styles
Failure
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Styles
The words
escape me
leaving me
wrapped in turmoil
reeking of defeat, and
bitter with anger.
mad at myself,
believing in failure,
Humbled led by the moment
left terrified of reality.
My heart
filled with craters the size
of disasters
mixed in
with disappointment.
Reminiscent of moments
like this.
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Styles
Day
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Styles
Day
Life,
its sad.
All of us, living,
day by day,
until the day
we die.
alone one day.

Its like that,
from the very first day.
The second you take you first breath
your clock slowly starts ticking away.
Every beat a heart takes,
another second closer to that day.
We all come to this world screaming and cry,
most of us live our whole life the same way,
never taking in the moment - because it wont always be that way.
We are all so lost in our current pain,
we forget that it one day, it will all go away.
Precious are the moments,
as are the memories - in our hearts they replay.
 Dec 2015 Stacy Mills
Earl Jane


I don't understand,
Why people would say I am good,
I am not good,
I've been bad,
I am just trying to be good.

I don't understand,
Why people would say I am beautiful,
I am not beautiful!
When did I even become beautiful????
I never was,
And will never be!

I don't understand,
Why people would say I have a good voice,
Did they even hear me?
I sing only in my room,
My voice should only be heard by me,
'Cause never in my life did I have had a good voice.

I don't understand,
Why people would say I am smart,
I am never smart,
Never did it happen,
I am dull,
I always fail.

I don't understand,
Why people would say I am lucky,
You don't know my life,
You don't know what I have been dealing with,
I am not lucky,
I am dying and it's not lucky.

I cannot see the good in me,
'Cause I never have good in me,
All are bad with failures,
All are just trying,
But they never work,
All are not enough,
In all I do,
There's always people who look down on me,
And step me hard down to hell,
'Cause I don't do enough,
And never did I do enough.


Sometimes I always feel,
For many years,
That I just wanna hAng myself,
Or cut my throat,
Or overdose myself,
Drink toxic stuff,
Jump from a high building,
In any way I could **** myself,
Just to be free from pain,
It's ironic I am good giving advice to other people,
They said I helped them,
Never did they know,
That I never helped myself,
I guess it's better,
We can help other people,
Though honestly,
I am never good at advising,
Since I can't even hear my own words.

I don't understand,
Why life is just so unfair to me,
I can only see darkness,
Where's the light?




© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
Just wanna save this... :) I am okay, I am just overacting.....
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