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Reality
is a name
we apply to the Stage
upon which
the grandest improvised Act
is to play out:
Life

The World
is thy Stage;
ne'er compromise
the part
you know in your Heart
you were born to play

Everyone
is a Natural;
the tricky bit
is merely for One
to discover
One's true passion

Every part is important
in the holistic system
we know as Humanity;
in the holistic system
we've come to call Reality:

The Stage is set;
will you be ready?
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
-
Lust leaves a mark
It never bites the dust
Consumes and controls
Every aspect of your life
And it feels so good
A feeling misunderstood
© Natali Veronica 2013.
Sometimes I'd like to say the word ****
Scream it
And yell it
On a mountain
In my mother's face
At my burnt toast
Composure is stifling
Trifles, mostly
Sometimes I'd like to write the word ****
In an essay
On a desk
Thirty times or so
****
**** poetry
I'll just write ****
**** **** **** ****
**** feels good
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
Talon
FUCK
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
Talon
**** these words
**** who I’ll be
**** the past
Yeah, **** history

**** these feelings
**** misery
**** all that is
Yeah, **** all that’ll be.

**** the cosmos
**** luck
**** my mind
And **** ****
Sometimes, **** everything right?
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
Cara D
Twelve ten-sided dice,
I cast with wan, trickster hands.

Two nines, all losses.
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
holls
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 Nov 2013 Tabitha
holls
I wonder what would happen to the world

If this stupid girl

Didn't live anymore.

Would there be peace or war ?

What if she died young-

And never spoke the words caught on her tongue

What if this girl couldn't bear it?

Would people think it was just a girl throwing a dumb fit?

Would they care that she was gone?

Or would it just be a quick "So long"

Only to be forgotten - "Holly who?"

Or would they think she was just a fool

But what if she couldn't take it anymore?

What if she thought there was nothing left to live for?

Who would save me?
Another old one but oh well.
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
holls
Cut
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
holls
Cut
Burning me up inside;

Feels like I'm being eaten alive

The razor crying out for me

"I'll make you feel happy"

My blood would drain

As I slowly go insane

Oh how I crave;

That soon-to-come day

When I finally give in

To the razor so sharp , yet so paper thin

Being happy? It's easy to pretend

when you're so close to the end

One cut, two cuts, three

Just one more please?
An example of the stuff I used to write.
There's some cheesy stuff in there that makes me cringe though.
 Nov 2013 Tabitha
Stu Harley
even though
we stand
in the mist
of a storm
locked
in each
other's
arms
both our souls
cleaved again
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