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Jason Jan 29
Love is bitter from age and neglect
Chains to bear breaking my back
Eyes deceive, thoughts betray
Tongues lie, souls decay
Words, like fire, torture and burn
Fire is soothing, pain must be earned
Ears distrust like lifeblood flows
Time is unending, destructive, and slow
©1994 Jason R. Michie All Rights Reserved

Ok, I lied, maybe ONE more throwback!
jǫrð Jan 6
Shoved your foot in my
Doorway, and I'm the one left
Tripping over it
The History: Have you ever been kind to someone who you disliked? Have they ever then treated you like you're in their way? Never compromise, and never ignore your gut as people would instruct you to. People may negate your perception of reality, but you know your truth.
Celestial Dec 2020
I was in my dreamland.
The safe place I had made,
In childhood, to keep myself.
Disturbed I barely woke.

Impaired I thought,
If I go back I'll wake,
It will be over and I won't remember.
I don't remember much.

It continued,
I felt more come off.
More words were spoken.
People, "She can take it, I asked."

No such question was answered,
From me at least.
My limp body positioned upward.
My place gone, coherence erupted.

I was screaming at me,
NO! Move do something.
A soft "no" was whispered, and I fell.
Fully exposed now, I walked.

"Are you ok?" "I'm going to take a shower."
The water softened my skin.
The door opened. "Could you not?"
"It doesn't matter. Does it."
Worst parts of my life.
Khyati Jul 2020
The freezing cold dungeons,
The ruthless castle of thoughts
Darker than the darkness
That’s the way to my soul!

Don’t go too far, sweetheart,
Or you’ll get lost.
This is some oblivious maze
Carved with cements of mistrust.

Laying trapped here inside
Among the profanities you threw
Finding a way out from the aisles
Of tormented pain which you grew.

Could someone rescue me out?
Before the insides of inside get slaughtered.
The pain has been suffocating my soul
and now I'm screeching for salvation!
Well it kinda justifies my "location" now.
Isaac Jun 2020
I will pretend this day doesn't exist
Just like the person, it demands remembrance
But only in the locked ivory pages of my diary

The pain I have yet to unpack all come rushing back
The memories of you and the present lack
I cannot say you were an inspiration
I cannot say you taught me how to be a good man

I can say that behind my willowed face of pain
That I will always be apart of you but not in vain
I will take the gifts bestowed and continue to grow
Without you and let karma give you the seeds you sowed
All poisonous like the tainted water I had to grow in
Your toxicity within me so potent

Invaded my home unwillingly like a rodent
We supposed to be forever and always but your actions rendered you an opponent
I was hand-fed rage by your hard hands and I failed to notice.
All in divine order
Sabika H May 2020
There is no companion,
Only company.
There is no love but
They are lovely.
There is no curiosity to ask:
“What are your dreams?”
“Your secrets?”
“Your difficulties?”
There’s no desire to observe a legacy.

Maybe the protagonist is to blame.
Years were spent building
A foundation based on
Secrecy and mistrust
But I had no idea
People were happy and willing
To play along.
Holly May 2020
I had so much faith
that your hands
wouldn't drop me,
the same way
everyone else's
did.
But as i fell
through your
fingertips
I realised
you were
all the same.
Tizzop May 2020
scattered beauty, uncertain fate
a life of rage and sometimes hate
the longer he remains down there
he won't be daddy anymore

poems of addiction without fiction
as time is tickin', as time is tickin'
daddy become clean i wish you luck
can't you remember our last hug?

it's always the same with you pop
how can we count on you?
why have you given up?
why can't you be strong at last?

it doesn't matter if you surrender
as time is tickin', as time is tickin'
you won't have room or space left
frozen bank accounts and misery

we live in mistrust, daddy
can't you just be yourself again?
get rid of the mirrors and errors
we live in mistrust, daddy
Today is a good day.
tainted black Apr 2020
how do you take down palisades
of mistrust and hurt and agony?
ear piercing cries;
of misplaced love and jealousy?

how do you forget mem'ries
of love and life and happiness
snapped out shut;
like a blinking bliss?

how can you, how can i
forget the metaphors i have carved?
out of you and words and tales
that's known by heart?
i'm quite happy that i'm back in writing poems.
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