#brake
My indicator light's stopped working
near side at the rear.
I do right turns only
guessing my way, oh dear.
I'll spiral towards my destination
that's the plan, you see.
But I end up where I've started.
How stupid can one be?
Put a new bulb in the other day,
now the brake light's broke.
Is this for real,
or is this a joke?
So I think, brakes are for losers.
Slowing down or circling like a goof,
I'd get there so much faster
if I fixed a blue light to the roof.
Jul 5, 2021
Jul 5, 2021 at 3:29 AM UTC
The space in every word of a sentence
The silence between notes of a song
The rest after a hard day's work
Gap and stop makes sense
There is no such thing as nothing.
Even nothing must have something.
Sometimes, a stop is needed
A necessary halt for refueling the engine
A little brake to a steep corner
The travel becomes faster
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 12:27 PM UTC
in a corner
under the bed
asking questions about the dead
how to brake something fix
and how to fix something broke.
in a corner
in a room
with nothing else left to do
wondering thought wounder away
when will the day be that you'll go away
when will that corner expand
to a new land far away
until then
brake whats fixed
and fix whats broke
until that corner turns to another ghost
or what use to be.
Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
How could i fight for something that isn't mine?
Why am I protecting something that I can't have.
I want to win her heart.
I want to hold her tight.
I'm fighting myself to hold back.
But darling its so hard because its you.
You're a 160%...
Where can i find that?
You're worth the fight.
You're worth the punches.
You're worth the damage.
You're worth the struggle.
If you are not mine, and I am giving you this much.
Fighting this much,
Imagine if you were mine, how much more would i fight?
How much more would I give?
I am oblivious to my own limits.
I am oblivious to how this will end.
But whatever the choice, ill stand beside you.
Ill smile from a distance or hold you tight and kiss you.
You're worth the fight.
Wherever this road may lead us.
Everything ends in a heartbreak;
Some heart breaks are more worth it then others!
Just like this.
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 4:12 AM UTC
And through the pain
I’ll find my voice
Turning this quiet violence
Into loud words
I am not my past
I am not my disorder
I am not my obsessions
I am not a victim
I am strong
I am smart
I am brave
I am free
Dec 14, 2018
Dec 14, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
#**A brake
To take a break
To not to break**#s
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
You poked my heart
just enough
to realize
that this is MY heart to break!
and I choose
to
cover it up
with
HARDENED STEEL!
REINFORCED CONCRETE!
DIAMOND PLATE ARMOR!
all wrapped up in a KEVLAR VEST!
with a itty bitty,
teeny tiny,
microscopic,
bullet-proof window
just big enough
for a single
beam of light
to enter
and reflect back
to your eyes
for you to see
the beauty within
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 4:42 PM UTC
i can't write when i should
my words don't like rules
they have their own sleep schedule
but ohhh when they want
to came and play i can't stop them
they are pouring out of me
like a juice out of those juice boxes
when you blow air in the straw
...
/M.A/
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 4:08 AM UTC
is there something wrong?
i have so many words
but i can't find the right ones
which would save us
why are you depending on me?
...
/M.A./
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
There is no greater disappointment
Than looking up high
And finding no Moon
Lighting up the night sky.
I looked into your eyes many times before
Finding love, comfort, hate, passion,
But not this desolate goodbye,
Until there was no moon in the sky.
This emptiness spread into my heart,
Now hollow and inconsolably dark.
The only white pearl that can make it restart
Didn’t think twice to turn off or depart.
Yet hope is still here,
Shining as lonely stars;
For the moon to reappear
And heal all deep blue scars.
By Elle Bogue
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 9:26 PM UTC
I found your tshirt on my bedroom floor, it's the only evidence that you've been here before.
I don't get waves of missing you anymore, they're more like tsunami tides in my eyes.
Never getting dry,
So I get high,
Smoke away the days, never sleep with the light on
Weeks pass in the blink of an eye
And I'm still drunk at the end of the night
I don't drink like everybody else
I do it to forget things about myself
Stumble and fall
With the head spin I got,
My mind's with you but my heart's just not
I Sleep with my thoughts
And I dance with my views.
Like our last kiss. It was perfect,
we were nervous on the surface.
And I'm always saying everyday that it was worth it,
Pain is only relevant if it still hurts
I forget like an elephant
Or we can use a sedative
And go back to the day we fell in love just on our first kiss
But maybe I just fell in love when you woke me up.
Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 8:09 PM UTC
it’s cute how my eyes chase after his face
how it is the only thing can be defined by them
and when our eyes accidentally met
they create such affection that can't be helped
but me and he can never be we
cause our faith puts too many brakes on our hearts
that might as well breaks them apart
Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC
They tell you that you'll never do anything
say your not worth the fight
They say to keep In your lane
You'll never get the chance to change
They tell you to fall in line
March to the same beet and to the same time
They tell you its their world you live in
like its a privilege to be living
They tell you to act the same
I tell you.. to .forget what they tell you.
I hured this on the news the other day
a small girl tuck her life away
Because she had a skip in her step
and didn't followed the rest
They told her she wasn't cool
Made her look like a foul
She said she had enough
Like the world was to tuff
So in her last final words
she showed the world how bad it
do you see how your words **** the kids with worth
Because they believe in the lie
Feel like its their time
When the world could be so much better
If that girl never wrote that letter
They tell you to fall in line
they tell you that you'll be fine
if you'll just follow suet
Forget the girl that knew
that not everyone is the same
Life's not meant to be lived that way
But oh well they'll tell you
like its your job to follow
Like you have to obey
the rules make everyone the same
and that if you just step away
the entire world will brake
forget those words
forget what they tell you
If you need me I will protect you
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
Electric guitars and drum solos
Are filling my night’s sound
A battle of the bands with my mind
Hoping my thoughts to drown
A pounding headache is a lot easier
Than waking up from some fear
Fear of intrusion, fear of bad decisions
Fear of losing someone dear
Soon my bed seems unsoft, sleep seems like work
But I just want time to fly
So I look to music to rock me to sleep
And drown out the nightmare of goodbye
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 8:15 AM UTC
What do you see when you look at me?
A girl who has confidence, who lives carefree?
I put up a good front, a good show for you all,
But in reality I’m feeling rather quite small.
My “double life”, as I like to call it, is tearing me apart.
This is too much to handle for my kind and soulful heart.
I’m feeling quite lost and almost alone.
Then I think of you and I feel close to home.
I can’t sleep, eat, or breathe…
Just to have you close is what I seem to need.
My heart aches in agony everyday that goes by.
To see you face again, I just close my eyes.
Every day I go about and do the same things.
It’s hard to believe this is all my life brings.
Then I look in the mirror and see my face.
I don’t feel like I belong in this place.
The other part of me is slowly coming out.
The woman who was strong is starting to shout!
It’s OK to be scared it’s OK to feel pain.
Stand up for yourself! Try not to refrain!
Yes, you have opened my eyes to help me see.
You’ve helped me realize that this is not me.
To “get away” from you is not what is right.
The bond that we have has been bound so tight.
I know that I am causing you so much distress.
I just don’t feel that leaving you is for the best.
This is what my “double life” leads.
A woman who is torn with so many dreams
Does she listen to her heart or does she follow her head?
Or, is her life just better off dead?
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
Was this not what you wanted?
A sliver of hope--
Instead you ended by shivering out on that unsteady-tipping slope.
And for all those somethings, I hadn't know,
well, I had to let them go.
Now I am, all alone.
But hey, it's not like you would've know--
Too lost to see through your own moats murky waters.
Was it One; Two; or Three;
Captured sirens swimming with you,
within your clouded judgement?
Or is it, One; Two; or Three;
Vile hags trampling with you,
within your undeserving life.
Are you feeling empty yet?
Or are you full of your lies?
It appeared to be a feast--
While in harsh reality, you were plucking at nothing...
Nothing except brittle bones.
Its all a shame,
for it was a dream spun upon spindle--
Lost in a cowards looping slope.
Was this not what you wanted?
Hmm-
What a shame...
What a shame...
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 10:51 AM UTC