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It might be painful
It might be disdainful
It might be lightning
It is so frightening
Could be the thunder
That has my number
It could be Jesus knocking
concerned about my mocking
It could be my future
or my lack of culture
It could be those fried reasons
maybe it's Jackie Gleason
It could be the hollow
that always seems to follow
me into the night
so black without any sight
It could be a light
from my star at height
tumbling through the heavens
or bread that is unleavened . . .

All I know is it just happened
while I was here just napping
Have you ever suddenly realized a truth that just comes out of the blue .
jinx Oct 2016
So it happens like this
Everyone is watching, and I'm begging
Look at me! Please!
For just a second, hour, day! Please!

Don't you see the issue? I'm constantly
Effecting everyone, every day
Still, I'm not, I'm not,
That important to the whole scheme
Really I should just walk away
Unless someone really cares, I'll fade
Care not, farewell
To the long drop and deep sleep,
I wish, I want, I would, I could if
Only I could give it up, A toast! To
No one, no where, no way, and no how
the self destruct button
is waiting for that fellow to push
he'll blow himself up like
a snooker ball off the cush

it won't be any surprise
to see him blasting himself away
this very explosion was fated
on a forthcoming day

the firing switch is set
for the big self strike
whereupon he'll be ******
into the air as a flying pike

soon the event will be
happening on television
let us not miss watching
his most important mission
taia Apr 2016
like a perfect storm
my anger brews

wind chill low and
intensity high

i roar through the towns
leaving wreckage in my wake

never once looking back
at the damage i have inflicted

who knows where i'll go next
a storm is unpredictable, you see

there may not be a tomorrow
but there sure as hell will be a tonight

i swirl over raging waters,
growing stronger as we speak

this hurricane inside me is forceful
and the eye may be inviting

but don't ignore what is
closing in all around you

i can destruct whatever i please
with no one being able to stop me

until one day

i diffuse
tonight has been a rollercoaster
Beau Scorgie Apr 2016
How peculiar it is,
all that we keep alive with our thoughts.
I wonder,
whether it is as photosynthesis is to the plant
and a flower is yet to bloom,
or whether our faces will become blue
in the name of fallacy.

Think wisely.
Annie McLaughlin Dec 2015
Stop it.
Stop it, you're hurting me.

pain seeps through my pours
blood stains the newly-bought carpet

No!
Your mother loved that carpet*

I beg
for her to stop;
leave me alone.
I don't like this game anymore

. . .

but my own shaken hand
refuses to set down
the weapon
Ube Jam Dec 2015
In this world we lost
So we, in any way possible, pause
The cause of all things destructable
And make a piece so reliable
For us to use
When time comes
We have come to go
allison Oct 2015
I wonder what my life would be like if I didn't use all of my wishes begging for a smaller body
I mean, prominent bones solve everything, right?
So, I began skipping meals to speed up the process
After all- my body can easily function solely with gum and low-call mints
I repeated the words, "nothing tastes as good as skinny feels," until I believed it
I lied to myself so much it became my truth
Was Sunday's family dinner more important than my concave stomach? My dagger hipbones?
The calories tighten my clothes and expand my skin
It started out nice and slow, like all good things do,
but it quickly wrapped around my fragile body and swallowed me whole
It was never enough, I was never enough, but my body had more than enough
Until my body is 6 ft under, hidden with layers of dirt, it won't be enough
*Only that would hide my poor figure better than any XL sweatshirt
Imraan Mohamed Jun 2015
There's a thrill in the shiver
I get when I jump off the path.
A vigorous ****** shudder,
As I land up in the gutter.

My body knows this way is wrong,
However so wrought it may be
With joyous sweet song.

The melody takes over,
A sharp ringing in the brain.
The world is disobeying,
All has gone insane.

And suddenly it erupts,
With tremor after tremor,
Lost for all cause,
In the head it's trying to sever.

Yet in destruction there is beauty,
The chance of new life.
And as I set myself on fire,
I've never felt more alive.
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