frankie 2d

smoke a cigarette
gulp down a whole bottle of vodka
hook up with a random lust
scream
cry
run down an empty street
try to feed the demons, intoxicate them with filth
repeat.

nothing ever works.

based on what I have encountered in my life time when people have tried to "forget"

Pass the glass of water I beg you for I cannot get rid of this excruciating pain upon my lips
Once those lips of lies brush against mine I could feel the bloody cries of young women's hearts breaking, I could feel every single word you've spoken
Twisted words , slurred by a young boy like yourself.
Do not come back for it is not I that caused this agonizing pain among us
Bury me alive for I do not wish to love any longer
For I have loved a person whose lips belong to those of a sinner, pray for forgiveness
One day our lord will come and he will repeat these words as I am writing down
"Why did you lie"

august 14 , 1:30 am

I will never forget
When I talked too you all summer long
And we watched the sunset as we gaze upon the stars

I will never forget
That tears that flowed down your cheeks
And as you wave your hand with all your strength

I will never forget
From the bottom of your heart I know you said "thank you"
And you smiled at me, I suddenly felt lonely

I will never forget
The best memories we shared… the best
When you were still here.

I will never forget
But I think you already forgotten
What I remembered so well.

I will never give up
The best memories…the last.
When it was still the best.

Best memories, but memories...
Sun Sep 18

If you forget me
      Eventually_
         Someday I will send
            the flow of memory
         To your doorsteps  
      I will not bind them
in my 3 a.m. poetry

I now walk in sands
   under the scorching sun
      Sometimes
       Unknown green lawns
    kiss my bare feet
After years

No one to wave hand
  at the end of the road
    That’s where I swirl on glide
      Moment’s been buried

       Wishes crying
          I cried before dying
            Turning blue
               Alone in the cold journey
         Moon spread her long curtain
     To lit the candle on grass
for the sweetest ambiance_

Darkest place of mind recites poetry
      while searching for
         A brave reason to write a story
           I light up the candle
     trifling flames smile at me
I burn them silently

Notepad stares at me
    I promise to laugh again
         Black coffees are less bitter
      Than the sincere web of
     beloved's lies
Trust dies faithfully

Years from now
      If you forget me
          I smile back to your
             Broken promises
          With Moon dance
        under a moonlit night
    I set you free
Your
Faded best memory

~

Joshua Hobbs Sep 17

Backspace, Crumple, Erase, Smudge...
All things we can use to rewrite words;
None of which apply to Life.

I think back to a time,
a time before my eyes saw,
a time before my hands wrote.

Visions that no longer hold any appeal.
Goals that hold naught to the flame;
Like a moth is drawn to new light,
I carry on.

Who would I be,
had that dream come true?
Who would I know,
had I never left home?

Each Sinful smudge,
that makes up the pages of regretful chapters,
make me Who I am.
Each doubt, fear, love, and tear;
has built me from the ground up.

Page by page, brick by brick,
years of love lost in a hateful second,
years of hate forgiven in a loving moment,
every tear dried by the hands of Time.

I am Me,
not only because of the Victories,
but of the Failures,
the gambles,
and the first times.

I sit here as a man with no regrets,
but...
Heavy, is the Crown worn by those who have seen.
Seen their life as a story and know themselves as...
Human.

Would you rewrite your story...?

I forget my ways
too easily
traditions of my skin
blown away
like pencil dust

In a place
where my soul
has no meaning
I mean not to die,
yet I cannot thrive
in a place
where my bones crumble
like fallen leaves

sweet flavors in my mouth
fade away with time
all is within or without
drained away in the night

all my lost customs,
those dances of my soul
return to me in dreams
as fresh as they are old

I let words slip past my
teeth,
let them sink into my
tongue,
wash them out with bitter
tastes,
they disappear in
time

I forget my sight
too quickly
place my eyes
in a transparent box,
there they wait
by the light of an
open window
to be released
to find home
again

Jen Sep 16

She walks only to forget
The tears of her regret
Only to fret and get
The needs that are unmet

10 years from now
I hope to see you glow
Bask in glory and happiness
Live life with no sorrow

Maybe you've forgotten
The conversations we've had
But if you still remember me
I'll forgive you for that

I want to lay down,
Maybe on the beach,
And stare into the endless sky,
As their eyes twinkle different hues.

I want to forget,
Maybe about everything,
And live a newer, happier life,
As you're erased from my memories.

Arabella B Sep 12

16 years ago many woke up not knowing this day would be their last
coworkers, Friends, Couples, Brothers, Sisters, All lost in the Rubble
The Attacks left us scared and afraid
But We banded together to show the ones who wanted to break us that we won't back down
It is hard to think that on a normal day that the news that Mommy or Daddy wouldn't come home
had to be given to young children
It is hurtful to think that there are people out there  that want to hurt us
It is scary that there are people who won't even remember the day and the events that took place simply because they weren't alive.
But Today we remember the Events that happened that changed the course of history
In Our Eyes
Forever

Today is 9/11. My Economics teacher told me about his Experience and it really made me want to cry. He could have been killed. I wrote this for all those who were killed. My US History Teacher used to work in one of the Towers. Her wedding albums hold the memories of all her co workers who died because she worked on the 98th floor. It frightened me a little bit to think I am as old as 9/11. I was only 8 months old when it happened.
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