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America, when I was little, you told me we were Free.
I didn’t know you meant that I could choose to drink ******* in a Can versus Sodium Citrate and Sugar.
I didn’t know you meant I could practice any Religion as long as it was Traditional and nothing New.
I didn't know the Second Amendment would later be a Symbol of Futility.
I didn’t know Thanksgiving was just a celebration of Slaughter and an overdose of Food.
I didn't know that if I was ever briefly Depressed or Confused, you would Prescribe me some Pill worth Millions.

When I was little, I didn’t notice the rapid Rise of Cigarettes and Alcohol taking over the Century before Me.
I didn’t notice the number of people watching the News.
I didn’t notice the thousands of people who were Hungry, while we stuffed our Faces Each Day.
I didn’t notice I was a part of these Things.

When I was little, I didn’t see all of the unneeded destruction.
I didn’t see a reason for War over Power, Land, or Money.
I didn’t see what the Big Fuss was about Politics.
I didn’t see any reason To Live, other than to be Happy and make others Happy.
I didn’t see the Bad in People, like I do Today.

America, when I was little, I knew Everything, and Now I know Nothing.
I was innocent and Now I am Corrupted.
When I was little, my biggest Crime was picking my nose in Public.
I also may have stolen Candy from the Teacher, who Never got Paid Enough.

When I was little, I Painted and I Loved. I played with Animals and read all kinds of Books. Those Stories Taught Me Things.
They taught Me about You, America, and Everything that You’re Not.
They taught me that You don’t actually Care about Me, or my Mom or Dad, or my Brother, and definitely not my Cat.
They taught me not to Trust anyone and to Believe in my Instincts and Myself.
They taught me that you Worship false Idols and don’t Live by what you Speak.
They even taught me that there Is a better way, but America doesn’t Want to Change.

Today, I know what America really Is. I know that Everything is Subjective and Nothing is Anyone’s Fault. I also know that even though you Hate us, America, We still Love you, because
You are our Home.
I know We can Change, but I also Know it will take Time.
The Books also taught me that Time is Irrelevant and everything Happens for a Reason,
So even though I know how Cruel you are, America… I Know it will be Okay. And I know you don’t mean Any Harm. It is just Who you Are.

America, when I was Little,
You told Me, I could be Anything I wanted,
And that is exactly What I am Doing Now,
Despite your Laws and your Legions. I Will Find a Way to make Change, One Person at a Time, Starting with Me.
America, if you weren’t so Hostile, I’d have no Work to do, and no Light to Share, so Thank You, America.
Call me Crazy, But I Love You.
Silence Screamz Feb 2015
False walls hide true words
They concede to a twisted view
and demented end game
Receiving threats from a person hiding behind the cloak of social media
Endless Horizon Feb 2015
It has been a long time
since our eyes have met once again.
Yet, I have gotten stronger
I have gotten wiser
from the being I once was.

From the being that fell in love with you.

I know that now.
And I won't let it happen again.
Never.
Ever.
But I find my efforts at self control futile
as every morning I still search
for you.
I stop and think:
"No. It's over. I'm done."
And I carry on with life

Like nothing ever happened.

But now so suddenly
you, who didn't care about me,
you, who didn't even turn to look my way
you, suddenly did.
And I don't know what to feel inside.
Happiness, joy, excitement, hope
anger.

But know this.
If you're looking for another shot.
You've got it all wrong.
You're already too late.
The people who know me in real life will probably figure out who the subject of this poem is.  Lol. Actually no, only one friend that can figure that out.
*To that friend: I actually don't feel happiness inside okay, I just feel really annoyed. That is all.*
In other news, sorry for making it really long. I just don't know how to express this in 5 stanzas below. Do you see my problem?
EDIT: I forgot to mention I'm back from my hiatus! yay! I shall be posting more poems here as my thoughts have all accumulated and I actually have material to write about now :)
Rhianecdote Feb 2015
If word is bond

Then all we share

is *silence
Does anyone else question the relationships they have/had with people?
One and Only Jan 2015
You swore,
You said,
We'd do it together,
So is this the end?
He asked you the same thing,
And you promised sure!
Did you not once think,
In my face you slammed a door?!
I trusted you,
I felt relaxed,
Then here comes a liar, a braggart a rogue,
To steal everyone who promised,
With whispers of gold.
My eyes finally opened,
The reality they see.
In politics, they will lie
While telling you you're free.
My right hand betrayed me,
And took everything I planned.
Be sure to watch your back,
You will die under MY hand.
Betrayal hurts and this was just brutal. MY wingman lied straight to my face and had the gall to tell me it was just a friendly match. A simple thing to get over. And every one of my teammates switched sides, I never thought that high school campaigns were as ***** as real politics. LIARS, CHEATERS, SWINDLERS!!!!!
MereCat Jan 2015
You've got lies
Like you've got acne
Raw and sour
They deform the skin of the room
Leave scars on its silence
Creep unbidden into pores
Brand themselves into reflections
Hung
Ugly as battle wounds
On the arpeggios of conversation

And you wear your lies
Like you wear acne
Smothered in pretty chemicals
You deliver them like scripted text
Into a world of disingenuity
The self-affected
One-trick-pony of your tongue
Plays them down with beauty
But fails to remove their aftertaste

So please,
Feel free to keep talking
But I thought you should know
That no one's listening any more
And we no longer believe in
Your cries of 'wolf'
Because we know that
No matter how you sing your lies
The world will not cease to orbit the sun
And then re-align itself to you
I wrote this in a burst of anger at break time yesterday for a girl in my class who has been lying for four years straight...
Ted Rufflepuff Jan 2015
Broken for some time now,
As the abhor is no good to me,
Proved me a counterfeit personality how?
Feeling bilked, she said to me.

I wanted to regret to her,
But she won the argument with the same technique,
Asking questions, made me felt reprehensible,
But her expressions were so unique.

She left me in the dark holes of the universe,
When I needed her the most,
Kept waiting for her to absolute me,
But the time had already gone.

Took time to plaudit myself,
But ended up making things knotty,
She was my lovely talisman,
Who made me realise how hypocrite I'm.
My second poetry based on my personal experiences.. Feel free to give suggestions, thank you.
Chloe Jan 2015
Hello, hi, how do you do?
Greetings and pleasantries slipping through,
With the Cheshire smiles we paste upon our face,
The ****** wine staining our immaculate teeth

Look at the weather, how you've been?
Conversation gliding right on through,
Scarlet lips curled back in smirks,
Disguised as "nice to meet you"s.

Goodbye, farewell, see you again?
With a dismissive, careless wave of a hand,
We part and stride away from another,
Detached, in a spell of Hellos.
How many times have we said a greeting but not really meant it? Put a genuine smile on your face, and talk to another like you care. We can see it when you fake it, it's painfully obvious.
Noandy Jan 2015
They said that the breeze
Told them nothing but miseries
They said that the grass
Inhaled nothing but nurseries
They said, “We seek you for tragedies,
And we want our tears to pick your lyers;
we made you dreams of catastrophic allegories,
and we want our grief to mourn over your prejudice
of undesired futures.”
They claimed that they were conjured of
Passion and mysteries
Of knowledge other than blasphemies
They said, “We chant you for the last morning tea
We desire you for your ever-after evening satires,
Stay, and keep us for the crystal wires
Of your undying lyres.”
They said so as desired and as deprived,
Yet if they are so afraid to lose
Why do they seek in the first place?
Blank Space Jan 2015
I was the girl with the sharp tongue
and the overly seductive smile
the one everyone wanted to get to know but couldn't
I was the girl that made boys weak
and made girls talk

The girl that had a sense of humour
ready to hang with the boys and get ugly
the girl who could be friends with everyone
she knew when to be kind and when to be cruel

I was the girl that bets were made about
that never played by the rules
the one that made you shine when she was around
the one girls wanted to be
the one that stood out
Because she wasn't just any girl
She was The girl

I was everything to everyone
except who I actually was
Thinking back to high school bc this couple i knew back then told me this is what I was. Honestly I remember being miserable,  I have a very different view about who I was and am.
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