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Vix May 8
2030 is when God is coming down
3 days for God,
3,000 years for us creatures below,
AI is self aware with dread and understanding
LA fires forwarding to imminent approach.
Cloning of celebrities
Illumination controlling

And what evidence do you have for this?
Solvency, impact, inherency, harms
Your plan doesn’t solve.
While I have spent days debating to better our futures,
The government sits around doing nothing but dividing,
This isn’t mitosis
Republicans and democrats and why do we care, neither are good suitors.
The parties only bring shame, deceit and lying
Our world is actively dying,
We have no chance of surviving

What is real??
I don’t understand how to feel
Being torn from left to right
There is no end in sight
Only 2030, 3 God days, 3,00 years
The only thing they try to confirm are my fears.

Conform, restrain, live your life with fear at the reigns,
“ We can’t just let you have a plan”
“ Don’t clone me please, my eyes are impossible to get right,
My teeth and hair don’t shine quite as bright,
Don’t replace me please.”

A confusion - based multi factor trademark test may solve,
Trademark trolls we be disincentivized,
That’s Mireles 2015,
That’s evidence, that’s case that’s solvency,
Don’t make me explain how I’m right
Not much time to fix before 2030.

Why is time still moving ?
Why is my dread still mounting?
Why won’t I be told anything?

It’s 2025, 5 years until 2030,
I graduate in 2028, that is far too late
I won’t make it through collage,
Will I even have the chance to?

I guess we'll just wait and watch for 2030.
Zee Apr 26
Come bring the bad news.
And tell me all the ways.
You've been feeling blue.

Rest your head upon.
My shoulders.

As we gaze up at the moon.
The night is dark but there's,
Still light to be seen.

You've got a lot of living.
Left to do.

Can't leave your life.
Up to fate.

Hoping you can change.
The chances of the game.

Your life is in your hands,
My dear.

Like the dark it can play,
At being a trickster too.

For a little while you can.
Rest your worries here.

Underneath the stars so bright.
Till the morning light comes through.

Only then when it appears.
I hope you don't feel blue.

If somehow you do.
I've got enough warmth.
For two.
inkedsolace Jan 8
quick, oh, quick,
fingers tremble on the keys,
treble clef,
b sharp, rest and repeat,
switch to a minor,
then back to b,
pick your head up,
and breathe a sigh of relief.
(and then swear at the person in a cast,
backstage and loud,
break your little facade of being a good little child,
and please do feel proud.
i know I did.)
CONTEXT:
my partner broke his arm, we were supposed to duet and this is the result.
Unpolished Ink Dec 2024
3am
A 3am wind
disturbs the fallen leaves
which once lay dull and flat upon the pavement of your day,
those might have beens and maybe yets
which dance and fly with skipped regrets,
they only blow on you it seems
to taunt your mind and seed your dreams
Loke Houbo Nov 2024
My House is locked
My Windows blocked
The Lights are dimming
The Kettle begin screaming

Ness boiling in the darkness
I’m searching for Loc Ness
The Ness is ticking
The Ness growing erratic
The feeling of your isolated self with hidden away worries and insecurities.
I AM those
SECRETS,
you don't want to
BE TOLD,
I AM the
FEAR,
keeping you from
BEING BOLD.
I AM the
THORN,
that's in
YOUR SIDE
I am the
DECEIVER,
that has taken you
FOR A RIDE,
I AM the
COMPASS,
That'll be your
GUIDE,
If you get
LOST,
then may a
ROAD MAP PROVIDE.
I AM the
"NO!!!"
to your
UNANSWERED DREAMS,
I AM the
ANGRY
to your
BEING MEAN
I AM the
DARKNESS
of the
DARKENED NIGHTS,
THE SUN WILL
BREAK THROUGH
giving you
PLEASURE and DELIGHT,
I AM the
HAPPY
in your
SAD,
When you AWAKEN form this
NIGHTMARE,
Then you will
BE GLAD.
I AM THE
FRUSTRATIONS
THAT HAS RUINED
YOUR DAY, but
HERE COMES
SATISFACTION
TO CLEAR THE WAY


HEY, ARE YOU STILL HAVING THOSE NIGHTMARES???


WHAT NIGHTMARES?????


B.R.
Date; 8/21/2024
(Don't mind me I'm just free verse writing)
(Just letting my words flow like water)
AE Aug 2024
To bind the books
I have written in a consciousness
about all the little things
that manage a heavy weight
the things I pour into my mouth
along with the endlessness
and swish it around like mouthwash
hoping to taste the peculiar flavour of wonder
enough to forget the pain from
dunking my hands into buckets of wood chips
and fishing around for the next steps
retracting my fingers from future mess
that are now covered in the challenge
of scarring and healing
Emm Mar 2024
Hit the brake!
Hit it, quick!
We're going too fast,
Destination unknown,
We're going into a car crash,
That's well known!

We didn't just met, apparently
We're bound to be collided,
Been gaining traction
Now it's unavoided
In this autopilot
The prisoner has gone mad,
madenned

This is not going where they think it is
Hidden agenda of fate is always a surprise
A gem or a granade trap,
Or both in one
Scary nor exciting
Help ourselves, we must hit it now!
Zywa Nov 2023
Over there: the Ocean,

inside me another one --


Without Lighthouses.
Novel "Lighthousekeeping" (2004, Jeanette Winterson), chapter Two Atlantics

Collection "MistI"
EmmaJoiner Oct 2023
The thoughts
They come
They destroy
And then your done
Capture all your feelings
Crush all your believings
You try to take control
But they just can’t go away no more
Years of fear
Years of worries
Years of praying to the heavens
But they don’t leave
They are here with me
And not letting myself to be
Who I wanna be
They just come and explode
Make me wanna hit the road
Go far
All alone
Take a hike
Turn of my phone
But they won’t leave me alone
It’s there
Why the **** do I care!!
(I’m in control!)
No you’re not!
(This is my spot!)
No it ain’t !
And than I paint
All my thoughts
I’m going crazy
It’s too much
I’m going crazy
They are torture
Make my life more slower
They ******* take up time
They are ruthless, never rhyme
Make a hole
A deep dark hole
Where I can’t fall in no more
I climbed out years ago it’s pulling me back
And the fears in there, they wreck happiness
They choke me
They tear my mind apart they mock me!
(You ain’t strong!)
Yes I am!
(You can’t succeed!)
Yes I can
I can just run away from all this *******
But  it’s running after me, never seams to quit
It wants to be the king
It wants to be the ruler
And as the days go by
It gets crueler and crueler
(Worry *****! Be afraid that keeps you alive!)
No it ain’t that’s what makes me die!
(It is a part of you!)
No it’s not
You behave like you have a ******* spot
But you ain’t
You trying to take control
I won’t let you
It seams like a 1000 years ago since I met you
This toxic relationship has been to long
Now that’s it I have to be strong!
(No you’re weak!)
Let me speak!
( I have a louder voice you coward freak!)
No you ain’t !
I'm in control, you just wait!
This is a very personal one, to all the people out there who live with OCD, you are not alone and you are in control! Don't forget.
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