#sacrafice
I am a writer
It is an art
No matter what they say
I create
My pen flows
and my wrist goes;
Writing
words no one will see
My hands shake
eyes tear
wrist bleed in lines of icy scarlet
I am a writer; my cross to bear.
If i loved you
I'd give you my hands
my sacrafice for love
my words would be yours
Like Van Gogh,
I would bleed
for; the one I need
to need me.
Sep 24, 2024
Sep 24, 2024 at 2:21 PM UTC
Can you still feel their pain?
Or have we forgotten pleasure
Try to bleach away the stains
Blood left on your treasures
Bury the coins down deep
And lock away the guilt
While choking on the key
My inky guts spilt out
I'm sick on melancholy
Numb to what's right or wrong
The ship has sailed, behold her glory
Sirens wail, so great their song
Stories told by word of mouth
Gossip scribbled out a map
X marks my heart, 10 paces South
Tricked again, fell in the trap
The clash of steel, the smell of smoke
Aye, I gouged out his eye again
Nay, just another sad bloke
Who's plans went awry Captain
As I patched up my face, and dusted my coat
A crack in the mirror split across my soul
The two parts of myself, the survivor and the ghost
Both covered in blood from others we stole.
Jun 2, 2023
Jun 2, 2023 at 1:34 PM UTC
If we find something we are willing to die for, we truly live.
*Not a poem, nevertheless the birth of many.
Mar 3, 2021
Mar 3, 2021 at 9:23 PM UTC
So you ask
what, do I believe?
that the sun will one day
fail to rise, and yet, I'll fail
too leave
No faith for something greater
not holding a false hope
draining feigning or remaining
hands slipping pon, my rope
The darkness won't surrender
it must be driven too the verge
a sacrifice, of love, and life
the drain of evil
purge
When the sun returns
and light yet again restored
It won't matter who, why, or when
no medals, trophies, sans each
and all, rewards
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 11:25 PM UTC
Not simple or really all complex
what we would, or wouldn't do
all the boxes x'd and checked
we would or not, go through
Calculated outcomes
grasping all the straws
knowing the tally, and the sums
both dark, and cold, and raw
We'll not come back from this abyss
but then again, we knew from start
achieving far more than simply this
we're a small but vital
part
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 10:46 PM UTC
Pimps and ******
Missiles and guns
Death the score
Sacrifice for fun
Dollars for dancing
Paradise for blood
Money men prancing
Preaching the flood
Jesus the Christ
Bringing the end
Mohammed given the keys
To Syria, Persia, & Yemen
Religion’s a bubble
Waiting to bust
Propped up by the gullible
Distracted by lust
The Gods are worthless
You better short the dollar
The faithful and faithless
All living in squalor
Mammon, a prince of hell
That’s who we worship
Ring the bell
Ready the warship!
Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 10:58 PM UTC
As I lay here watching you sleep
Looking so peaceful
All my mind can think of is how beautiful you are
When we get together it's nothing but fire and ice
I am fire
You are ice
We make an intriguing pair
I fight for the right to bare my soul to you
You fight to keep all these walls up
Don't you get it?
I am the one that is patient enough to break down your insecurities
and melt away all your fears
Shield you from all the pain
Sacrifice it all just for you to understand how strong our bond is
The power to sooth your aching heart and chip away at the walls you've grown so comfortably accustome to
But how can I?
When all you do is ice me out
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC
Lightning struck and
Cracked the foundation
I've been building upon
Shaking my tower of
Preconceived priorities...
I'm falling now, slowly
Watching my dreams
Tumbling back in time
To the beginning...
I made a mistake when
I stacked to much pressure
Fracturing the stone that
All other things depend upon...
Now, I'm resting surrounded
By the wreckage I caused
By overestimating my own
Ability to hold it all together.
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
The six-turned horns with yellow eyes
shivers in the crispy Olympus air
as a wave of clasping hands
claw at his wet blooded hair.
A man of the pebbles and mud,
a crook that grazed the land.
He grazed sixty years, but then,
anchored a fair folk on the red sea,
babes in the arms of the slopes below.
They were green and white, with smiles
and ears that savored his wispy white hair.
But a harsh winter came that
uncovered the black, they
dug it out of the caves; and so,
Gaia took their warm green away.
The people fought and spit as they
stole more slick from shadowed pits.
Friction sparking fires to burn their ire.
and the Ire spewed fire back at Him.
Now, the Horns stands betwixt their heat and the pit
shedding salt over their fall, not his, and
with a bleep tosses his cloven hooves over.
to leave them their green, to drown in black..
Sep 10, 2017
Sep 10, 2017 at 3:00 PM UTC
I close my eyes
Forgot my mind
Or similar kind
Eaten by flies
I'm all alone
She is sick
Burning the wick
Speaks in groans
She can't breathe
She can't move
Please improve
What's underneath
Bloodied vile
Pills are lies
Make you die
I need a smile
Not alone
Please no
Feeling low
Empty phone
No one gets it
The sorrow
Covered in yarrow
Eyes filled in grit
Poisons my mind
You are gone
Blackened dawn
Wish it was my time
Give you air
Take my strength
Your heart sank
I will make it fair
My time yours
As I depart
Owner of heart
Don't fight any wars
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 2:45 AM UTC
You were so hungry
You fed off my emotions
Now I'm empty and there's nothing for me to consume
Because you treated my heart like a feast
-S
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 1:30 AM UTC
Take it into your sacred place
Where nothing brings you down.
Search your heart for what is real
Don’t listen to the gossip in your town.
Leave the fakes alone,
Let them take themselves out.
If you lose money in a deal,
Walking away is what it’s all about.
Free your mind from illness and debris
Thank your God for being alive today
Take a step in the right direction
And get out of your own way.
Nov 16, 2015
Nov 16, 2015 at 10:17 AM UTC
I find myself taking breaths but not breathing
Gasping even for the slightest chance of a comforting breathing pattern.
This anxiety has me on my knees. Like a thief it's stolen my breath and my strength
The dizziness sprinkles hovering over me slow and faint...
I'm lost, but not lost...
I'm here, but the room spins, and I fear I may faint
The more people I see and hear the more dizzy I get
Eyes find me...
They watch me pretend to be fine
I'm pale and clammy
I want to disappear
Tears want to fall but I'm able to keep them in for a while
When they finally fall I say that I'm fine
I only need to sit down and get home, I say I am tired
This will pass, it always does
Another day ruined, because I have to go home...
My families face blanketed with disappointment...
Another trip failed
I feel their eyes and thoughts of shame and frustration
In my mind I hear the wishes
This kills me more than the burden of anxiety alone
I feel as if I never should have left home
I want to be part of my family, but when I'm in my room...
I feel they are much more happy and things are as they should be
These thoughts bring me tears even now
I'm so **** tired of letting them down
I spiral into darkness and depression, with an anxieties jacket
And I feel them question me, as if I wasn't cursed and this was just me being mean
I sink down inside me and pretend I don't know what they think
Once in a while I'll hear I'm a control freak
Once in a while I hear I am ******
I get blamed out loud for all of my bull ****
Since I'm definitely flawed I know there's truth to it
This...
This, is what's heart breaking to me
And me, knowing I'm broken, it sends me deeper into my room...
I'll take my **** meds in an attempt to **** what feels like hate
But on this journey I'm still alone, even when they say they understand
I've seen way to many eyes rolls to think that they know my torture
And they will never understand my real guilt...
They will never believe that even with my emotions fighting inside my heart and soul, my real torment is that I ruin thier day
And I'm afraid that it makes me so much less...
To them.......
I feel some times I shouldn't even exist
My selfish heart won't let me leave...
I love them, so much I can't imagine giving in
I love them so much I feel shame and selfishness....
Oct 2, 2015
Oct 2, 2015 at 4:34 PM UTC
The sun has set and darkness calls
Alone I walk down these empty halls
Silent speech on deaf ears falls
Surrounded by high built walls
The thing that shouldn't be has come
His very presence makes us numb
Speechless we're all struck dumb
To his rule we shall all succumb
The fires roar to the sky
Evil in every man's eye
Enemies all they must die
In the bed we made we lie
The waves crush upon the shore
Ever seeking evermore
Always out to settle the score
Never ready for what's in store
The temptation to give in
To every heedless mortal sin
To never loose but always win
To never stop but always begin
The master calls to his slave
Tells him to dig his own grave
Doesn't matter how much he gave
His soul just couldn't be saved
The temptress sings her siren song
Her nights are cold, lonely and long
Only looking for a man strong
But the love she gives is so wrong
The story ends where it began
As darkness rules and covers the land
It comes down to one last man
Will he cower or will he stand
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC
Without Peace We All Know Where We're Headed......
Give peace a chance, will those of nobility declare
Intelligence of spirit, who could ever compare
Valiantly fighting the evil in the world, unwilling to fail
Earnestly helping those needy, without ever becoming frail
Peacefully sacrificing time and energy without ever reconsidering
Endangering themselves to constantly make a difference
Antagonizing the establishment for an instance
Coming home with battle scars to wear and none to share
Emphasizing they are not heroes, only that "they care"
Angering all others, for showing they disagree
Considering the options with nowhere to hide
Hiroshima and its aftermaths, would never subside
Attempting to disrupt, what those warmongers insist
No necessity to justify, the results do persist
Coming full circle does our world continue to exist
Ending in oblivion, if we don't learn how to desist
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 8:50 AM UTC
What is being honest?
When the ones you love are hurt?
You try to be transparent, but you're messy from all the dirt.
A Constant battle of head and heart.
Some things that cross the line.
You conjure up feelings you never knew existed
For Want of something that never will be mine?
The definition eludes me the more I try to
Deflect,
The emotions that surround me from the moment we met.
Ambition is one thing, as success is another,
Turning new leaves,
with nothing left to uncover.
To live freely without love or be loved with a whole heart.
The grass is never greener when we go back to the start.
Be honest to yourself, to your woman or your man.
If you don't be strong now
prepare to be a part of someone else's plan.
Jul 13, 2015
Jul 13, 2015 at 7:33 AM UTC
Fire!
Seven shots sound
Seven shots heard
They lower you into the soil
You always passed on through each toil
Fire!
Seven shots sound
Seven shots heard
Mother cries into my shoulder,
I look away as i lose my brother
Fire!
Seven shots sound
Seven shots heard
A heroes burial you deserve,
This nations life you did preserve.
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 9:56 PM UTC
I question my life so casually
I question my life like i wonder what tea to make
What song I want to listen too
Why the heater is so hot
You’re in another room sleeping but you are so much further
Another brain
Another person
Another room
I imagine what shapes your body makes when it sleeps
How many fractions of an inch your hair is growing tonight
I could wake you up and read you a poem but thats not what you’d want because you work early and when it comes down to it you will never get anything from my poems
I need to sleep so I can get up early
Because I will wake up with you
Even though I know I won’t be able to go back to bed
You’re so good at sleeping
Maybe life isn’t so casual for you
Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
She has long, chocolate colored hair.
She has eyes that twinkle in the sunlight.
She has a smile that can light up even the gloomiest of rooms.
She has a figure that any girl would dream of having.
She has a beautiful face; not a blemish on it.
She has a warm heart that could melt a blizzard.
She has a way with words that is moving.
She has a scent of genuine and purity.
She has a mind that envisions so much, she could make me look blind.
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 12:48 AM UTC
It's great that you would die for me
But I have enough people
Who would give their soul for mine
Would you swallow your pride for me?
Because very few people
Would do that for anyone
When put to the test
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC
Cross my heart hope to die,
why stick a needle in my eye?
If I'm wrong I'll have shame,
but only I am yours to blame.
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC