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Chloe Jun 2014
They call her Violent Violet
for the purple bruises that bloom
dangerously deep and disturbingly dark
along the tops of her knuckles.
To her it’s decorative floral.
In fights she clutches violets
offering their vicious beauty
to any contending adversary.
She’s a volatile force of nature.
Styles Jun 2014
Its funny how the people, not doing anything; always know what to do; but never do it. Because they are too busy telling the people doing it, how to do it better. Then, take all the credit when it's done; still don't have a clue as to what they are doing; they just know they can't do it without you, yet we need them. The Talkers;

Life has a sick sense of humor.
People in general; they creak me up.
A vicious war is waging between two groups
The pink and the blue cannot be pacified
Just because one pink is too loud for her own good
But that's no excuse for all this bloodiness
Yes, people make mistakes
Especially pinks, when they ***

There's a dark side to the blues
A side that scares not the pinks
But the other colors in this crayon box
A side that is foreign and is verging on evil
This little pink right here is fed up of this madness

It's either we learn to mix our colours
To create a beautiful myriad
Or we all clash together and end up
With a torn crayon box and broken crayons
It's the battle of the sexes
And it doesn't look like it's ending anytime soon
This is about a personal experience in my life.
Nathaniel Harley May 2014
There are wars that still go on
Battles not yet over.
And though you may not see,
Everyday gets colder

Fighting all these demons
I buried deep inside
Yearning to escape me,
Forcing me to hide

No one really knows
The thoughts that fill my head
Because I choose not to show them,
I put a fake smile on instead.

My friends all think they know me
But none of them  really do
So I turn to pen and paper
In hopes it will get me through

I'm weary and I'm tired
From all the fighting done.
When all I want to do is just
Stop, get up and run.

But still my war goes on
My battle is not yet over.
And you probably may not see it
My everyday gets colder

-V
Yeah this ones a bit short
--- May 2014
Walking turned into chasing,
Circles stayed the same.
We expect to move forward,
But can't make a change.

Mistakes have been made,
Forgiveness exchanged.
But these things are not simple so they do not just fade.

Not striving for perfection,
Just anything at all..
I think things cant get worse
But we continue to fall.

Over and over,
We go forward then back.
Again with the circles
This relationship continues to crack

Change is what we need
It's all that we can't do.
We are a wound,
And we continue to bleed.
Brianna Ki Jan 2011
When the light is gone and the darkness consumes,
What is there left for a poor girl to assume?
Nothing of course, that’s why she’s better left alone.
Is that what you think?
Then shame on you!
When her whole world has fallen apart
Shooting arrows, of fire through her black, cold, heart.
Doesn’t do much for her I bet,
So stop pushing her around and bringing her down.
You could just be the cause of her end.
So just STOP!!
What is the matter with you, can’t you see?
You are bringing her down to her knees!
With tears running down her cheeks like rivers flowing through the middle east.
Her pain is not your gain, so just leave her alone.
And maybe just maybe,
She’ll come around, and pay a visit to your home!
June 6, 2005 - 15 year old girl's pain
Brianna Ki Jan 2011
Why does my family feud?
Can’t they ever get along, my mom and my dad?
Can all this yelling stop?
Even though it is silent, it still hurts to hear.
Why do you have to leave?
My heart is broken, can’t you see!
Just get along with dad just get along with mom!
Can’t you see my brother’s worried!
What is the matter with you two?
Is there no love? Is there no God in your heart?
Just do something about it, there are other ways.
You can’t give up now! That’s stupid!
You’re not children you’re adults…
Family helps each other out, not fight about who is right and who is wrong!
You are both wrong can’t you see!
We need to work this out as a FAMILY…
There is some hope, please don’t give up now!
I need you all,
*With out my family,
I am nothing.
June 6, 2005

With one phrase from David Simmonds
A.K.A. Dad
Mosaic Apr 2014
Liar, Liar
One I desire
Cast me in brimstone
Light me with fire

Second chances are
Self-impairing with a lance
Limbs and bones, dead hand of the past.
I am remnants.
Sam Clemens Apr 2014
Promise
When the dust settles
Everything will feel the same
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