You'd melt me to a puddle,
And stomp through me in boots,
Then politely clean me up,
No wonder I was confused.

A small collection of water,
Weak and backless with no voice,
Stomped through, walked on,
I forgot I had a choice.

Once a passive puddle,
But now I am the rain,
Do you know what rain erases?
The flame.

No more power over me,
I'll choose when I fall,
And by fall I mean pour,
And by pour I mean stand tall.

I'm not angry
I'm not aggressive
I'm just passively challenged

In a non-aggressive impassive type way :D mostly....
Moushmi Mehta Apr 22

Wore the flattest shoes tonight
So I don't foolishly tumble
Adored the comfiest XL size
For if my chest begins to crumble

The white noise shot-out, let's run now
In the oversized grey tshirt, all is numb now
"Do you want? Need? Like? SAY something!"
I can fucking scream but now I barely mumble

Don't sympathise, I do that just fine for me
Hold back or let me go, either way you can't see
Shadows of the noise that I can't shake when I am still
So I run and I run, until it's a distant melody

Loose, amused by all views
Flowing, never controlling
A smooth confusion

Tangled, feeling strangled
Tight, impossible to fight
The chaos of realisation

I freeze
My smile says, you got me again but inside, your words have gutted me,
Like walking into a room full of Simon Cowells,
And losing my voice
Yes, in fact
You took my voice from me
This game we play where we both bear our fangs for alpha-female in our sick, twisted trio
But the difference is this
I do not make the haughty stabs that you inflict upon others
Flicking your tongue like a silver blade, and I, your waiting victim,
Am here, readily awaiting your torture because I don't know how to make other friends
So I let the violence continue
Maybe my ex was right about you
Maybe you're the reason why if it weren't for my hemophobia, my wrists I would slice,
But pills suffice
My smile says, you got me again.

-E (c) 2017

For an excessively passive person
I'm easily annoyed, easily appalled.
People are so stupid, vapid, mediocre
and you know its true so you try to
be deep and meaningful, dramatic
to justify how absolutely and inevitably
pathetic you are.

It seems contradictory to be passive and easily annoyed, but when your actions are always passive, your thoughts make up for apparent tolerance. That's my theory anyways, or maybe I'm just a bitch. Lol.

Bruised and
Battered and
Beaten in
I sat upright on the floor

Head lowered
Unpleasant breaths
Escaped my inner core

Your capabilities
As well as my defence
I misjudged completely
Messed up and knocked down am I

I didn't say a word
But I whispered in my mind,
"I can still put up a fight"

I stood up straight
Looked you in the eye
Fists clenched at my sides

I smiled warmly
And straight from my soul
Asked if you were alright

I made this one when I was a little sleep deprived, inspired by music that was new to me and emotions, as well as some personal experiences.
Awkkwardkiwi Nov 2016

On the contrary,
Today is extremely passive,
Twisting to your very will.

Making the present whatever you want it to be.

Carpe Diem.
I guess.

Seize the Day
Today,
This present
In the present
Is the closest you get to controlling events and time.

Addison May Oct 2016

Speak, child, Speak.
For I try to help,
with what I do not know.

Tell, brother, Tell.
What I can do,
to stop the pain you feel.

Scream, sister, Scream.
At me for all the things,
I have done you wrong.

Say, dear, Say.
Things to my identity,
So I can hear what is deserved.

Speak, child, Speak.
For I cannot help,
with what I do not know.

The Silence has Spoken
orangesherbet May 2016

I'M NOT PASSIVE, I'M JUST AGGRESSIVE
I'M NOT SWEET, I'M JUST BITTER
I'M NOT YOU, I'M JUST ME

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