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Silence Screamz Dec 2014
Confusion
Deception
Life's possessions

Breathing
Conceiving
Life's bleeding

Mindless
Spineless
Life's unkindness

Careful
Tearful
Life's doubtful
How unkind life can be?
kanma Oduwegwu Dec 2014
laws that i create
and space overcame
the spottish help of Scottish fellows
that screams danger
and i still proceed
with caution to the wind
i walk on harms way
waiting to embrace the sharp embers of a furnace made with steel
of fairytale dinners in hell
and fatigued fluttered strongmen
bound by vain skinless hounds

songs that i write
with rhythms misplaced
moves the devil to dance
as i pine for all i want
the harmless danger i breathe
of harmful sour cream
i mix wheat with vinegar
and smile as i eat
as that weird stinging pain
stabbed my heart of all its might
with the help i freely gave,
withered me just before me

lines that i sketch
lead me to doom
helping vain and pain go through
wanting harm that looms abroad
withered  hands i dare not stretch
moving pains now bang my head
searching for my muse, that i might never find
i know i just have to get away from this new venture but i can't
K603 Dec 2014
I gave you everything
I guess I'm young
I gave you months
I guess I was naive
I gave you weeks
I guess I was too forgiving
I gave you days
I began to realize
I'm giving you hours
Your late...again but it is because of work
Time is ticking by
I know
And in time so will you.
Time was someThing that
Is
And will never be
Is it bad it's snowing and I almost hope the worst?
AMcQ Nov 2014
My left leg
is draped
across my right.
I know that
pretty soon
the pins and needles
will take hold.
Starting in the
fold behind my knee
and slithering into
a tiring ankle.
I don't much mind.
The rhythmic shake of
a nervous left foot
is mirrored,
as my right hand
finds my lip
and feels in earnest
for a loose flake
of dry skin
to pry off.
It will probably hurt.
I don't much mind.
I've fixed my eyes on
an empty stool,
analyzing the pattern.
Imagining the feel.
Imagining you;
What you'll say
when you get here.
To be honest...

I don't much mind.
Aspen Nov 2014
they say
"boys don't like smokers"
as if it really matters
as if i care what boys think
as if i can quit just like that
i Oct 2014
i remember the day
i first saw you
and how everybody
said "stay away from him"
and how i shrugged
my shoulders and
approached your attitude.

                              i remember the day
                              i last saw you,
                              and how you said
                              "i'm no good",
                              and how i shrugged
                              my shoulders and
                              touched your tongue
                              for the last time.
She drinks when she feels the tears coming in
Drowning away from all her sin

Feeling unloved & unwanted
Everything from her past haunted
                        
She thinks, ‘how could this be my life
What have I not done right ?’

                      
With all her demons she had to conquer
She tried her hardest to prosper

Fakes her smiles & you can't even tell
She's been through everything, even to Hell  

But what happens when you don't like what's looking you in the mirror ?
She screams so loud but no one can hear her
A close family memeber unknowingly inspired me to write this about them...
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