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Lehua Lokelaulii Jul 2014
Because,
**** your feelings
and the thoughts that go through your head.
and the people that say "They care"
and the people that left
and the ones that said "i love you"
cause it's all so unrealistic
and we'll never know the true meaning of it all anyways.
Fred F Jul 2014
Because by James Franco
-adaptation-

Because

Because I read some books
and I was at museums.
Because I made no money,
Because I was handsome,
Because I travelled by bike,
Because I was not arrogant,
A bunch of people seemed to hate me.
I never met most of these people,
I only heard of them.
The only people I saw were the ones who carried me love,
And there were not many those people.
It was not easy to forget about the ones I heard
Hated me, and ****, some of them were actually accomplished names.
I closed the book, but I kept on reading,
I watched my move a million times,
But I did not understand myself any better.
But because I read some books,
Because I made no money,
This was the life I made for myself.
Years later, I decided to look at what I accomplished,
And I watched myself in the mirror, like an old movie, I hated who I saw.
And now he was the guy who died, after I stayed.
i Jun 2014
because of you,
i do stupid, irrational,
immature things,
but it makes me think
of you while i'm
misbehaving, you
cause that feeling
of adrenaline in me,
so i keep thinking
of you, it makes me
high and confused,
but i am happy in that
state of confusion and desire,
while you keep me
too high to even think
rationally.
Wendell A Brown Jun 2014
Because of you my heart sings
a song much sweeter than the
lark which makes its home in
the meadow...

I smile because of the faith
that I found you did reward
me with which makes me see
those things I would not...

My happiness is shown to all
through the feelings which
find life in finely inked
words of praise to you alone

And as Your glow adorns my  
my face each morning I rise
to a crescendo of many lovely
moments and heavenly sounds

Where I find the radiance in
your life light which I share
with you far outshines the
brightest star which lights
your heavenly kingdom.
A psalm of thanks to God
Justin S Wampler Jun 2014
tell me, upon returning...

"Returning from where, I've been right here?"

...did you gasp for breath?

"I no longer fool myself into believing that breathing was ever an option,"
-thought my hand out loud
"I merely close my eyes and concede myself to the asphyxiation."

love

*"...is my darkness of eternity."
Alyanne Cooper Jun 2014
Sometimes it happens like
Butter on toast,
Smooth, creamy, and delicious.

Most of the time, it's stilted
And halting.
Like hobbling through a parking lot
On crutches with a full leg cast.

Sometimes it comes from
The haunted recesses
Of the traumatized human mind.

Other times a frog
Or butterfly
Or other passing fanciful inspiration
Invokes the need for

Rhyme,
Meter,
Syllables,
Phonemes,
Morphemes,
Words,
Language,
Prose,
And poetry.

We write to describe the world around us
But much more, the universe within us.

Our words give life and tangibility
To the impalpable things,
And they take away some of the fear
And pain and grief and unconscionability
Of the corporeal things.

And in the weaving
And shaping
And forming
And rhyming
And jotting
And sketching
And rapping
And moulding
And writing
We find emancipation and satisfaction.
And thus...scrumpdillyumptiousness!
madison Jun 2014
School's over now...

And I don't know how long
I can go without seeing your face.
Before I start to lose my mind,
Wondering if you are spending your time with her.
Getting drunk and partying every night.

While I sit at home and imagine the two of us,
Cuddling on the couch. Maybe watching a movie
Or just simply talking. About anything and everything.
But I don't think you are that kind of guy.

You're the kind of guy, that if she's easy, you go for her.
Even if she's been with how many other guys
Just like you.
And it makes me sad for you.
Knowing that I could make you better.
If only you knew that I could fix you.

I'm almost done trying.
To him.
it's ok May 2014
simple enough
If I wanted to, I could
I could dissect every word
you ever said
Take off the fabric that surrounds--
I would never, I told you,

I want to taste your skin,
after it's been hung on the clothespin
in the sun too long
If you heard this, you'd take it the wrong way

you want to taste me
because that little kiss,
you knew what you were doing
and now your hands know every inch of me

so ******* now
it's ok May 2014
It's so strange,
How I get so happy with
hundreds of people that I don't know
seeing the core of my thoughts
It's so very strange, because I'm so very shy
and if it was to be in the flesh
or on a stage
I'd be shaking
and trying to not let it show
but I don't see what's wrong when
about a thousand people see my thoughts
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