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cait Mar 2017
when i feel your gaze rest upon me
a weight is lifted from my heart
and another is placed upon my throat.
for when you (who is perfect)
and i (who is ******)
join eyes like the mixing of mud and
water
you steal my words and tear out my voice
imprison me within your sight
and i comply.
for it is you (who is perfect)
and i (who is ******)
why is it that after all this time it doesn't feel like prison?
grey grey grey Mar 2017
for what the crowd wants*

Screams and delighted cheers
bounce against the stadium walls, tall, strong, and fierce
roared by ten thousand strong knowing no fears
all against the man in chains, drowning in tears

Been weighed, been measured, been found wanting
the fiery men standing with their fists pumping
while the beaten one stays still, silently praying
waiting for the justice he knows is never coming
Hoarse words with their form.
Callous spirit in his drawn.
Macabre dreams are in seeming.
Flowers when I am a dreaming.

Love for the sweet and true.
Scintillating morning dew.
Bring his heart back unto me.
Candid with our misery.

A well spoken boy, but true enough.
Not without the ruff and tough.
Manic trees kiss the breeze.
Love infects these stupid trees.

Oh, but am I kidding?
Well that you'll never know.
That boy with his streaky hair.
And eyes a flaming glow.

Beautiful and sublime.
Miserably frozen.
Hoping without deserving hope.
To be the one he's chosen.

Oh, but I wouldn't beg on that.
No, not without a written contract.
To say unto us forever more.
That he would never walk out that door.
****** if i know
zelda rangel Dec 2016
vii
his sun kissed face buried in my neck
as he whisper words going through my head
he feels so cold between the sheets of this bed

cheap thrills, blue pills, wounds that can't heal
red lips against my skin, giving me chills
but i love him too much for me to keep him
edit: this is only a concept lol idek how i came up with this idea
Viseract Dec 2016
With all these voices in my head
And all the messages I've sent
All the replies I never get
They say forgive and then forget

Everything I've done has led to regret
And stood me up right on the edge
Feet halfway over the ledge
Wind in my face and what comes next?

A flashback to memories
With violent ends from violent deeds
I see them right before they bleed
And cold shivers run underneath

I've been called both crazy and insane
Like something's wrong inside my brain
To everyone else I'm not the same
I ain't normal, I ain't plain

But then again, I didn't want to be
It's not my fault I cause unease
I don't see what everyone else sees
I see dead men on their feet

Why fight on and be so strong
In a world where I don't belong?
Where everything has gone all wrong
From ongoing wars to the suicide song

I hear white noise when I walk
And whispering when I don't talk
A shadow behind that always stalks
Paranoid, eyes like a hawk

I'm sorry I'm not what you wish I was
But don't hate me just because
I don't meet your expectations
So give up on my resuscitation

*"You cannot revive the dead and ******"
Pauline Morris Jun 2016
We are the hollow men stuffed with straw
Dancing around on this great big ball
The ball just keeps on turning
We just keep on whirling
Dancing in our madness
Of a world full of sadness
The dance goes on, we spin and twirl
Till our rages have come unfurled
We come unstuffed, we fall
Right off this ****** hellish ball
Alif Imran Jun 2016
Fool me,
I thought I was emitting lighting,
but it was just shadowy water like reflections
of my own inner fear,
building waves of anxiety
crashing down my confident's shore.

Fool me,
I thought I was gliding through the air,
but it turns out that I was just falling
from my consciousness and into the twilight,
shattering hopes and dreams I cared for.

Fool me,
I thought I was demon's favourite,
but then I realized, I am GOD outcast.
Skylar Bouchard May 2016
17
When I was 17
I drank too much and only thought of myself
Now I'm 23
Not a ****** thing has changed
And I'm ****** just the same.

If I work all **** day
At least I'll play my nights away
If I stumble to your doorstep
Can you make sure I get home okay?
Either way, I'm ****** just the same.

Some hearts are hard to hold
I can barely stand mine, I can't handle yours
She left me shaking in my boots
Like I'm 17 years old
Either way, I'm ****** just the same.

Went to sell my soul
Met the devil at the crossroads
He said "I can't help you son,
No one would ever want that soul.
But I'll see you soon,
'cause you're ****** just the same."
Written by Skylar Bouchard. All Rights Reserved.
Used and recorded by the band "Two Socks".
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