#unnamed
I see a picture of you
Roughly shaped with hate.
I tear apart at the frame,
I dispose of what I've created.
I long to forget you
And forget what I thought,
I want to forget every act
That brought me closer to you.
Now there's only hate left.
Hate and embarrassment,
You aren't worth my time
I hope you don't stay
In my memories.
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 12:59 PM UTC
Is poetry a way to cope with pain?
My chest throbs dully in low agony.
You see, heartache is a physical thing.
It hurts as if it's any wound to me.
I'm not afraid to state my malady,
Depression is what resides in my brain.
And it's the way it manifests, I hate
In doubting in myself, and what I'm worth
In old memories, losses, things of weight
Frustrations pop and boil as on a hearth
Sometimes I wish for return to the earth,
But I've been down that road, in bitter pace.
I write, not for the pain, which wont relieve.
However, when it's shared, it will indeed.
Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 7:25 AM UTC
You are mist.
The closer you are,
The less I see the world.
Even when you aren't,
I feel the aura you bring.
The stillness you posses,
Make me feel the warmth.
You descent over the paths,
Keeping me idle.
You vanish,
Keeping me spellbound.
But for the visible absence,
You are mist.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 11:27 AM UTC
"The death of one man is a tragedy, the death of millions is a statistic."
-Joseph Stalin
This is for the unnamed.
This is for the unwanted.
This is for those who were never given a chance.
This is for them that live without a voice.
The ones who were never given a second glance.
This is for them who have no choice.
To those who watch out
But aren't watched out for
To those who pout
Because they don't have anything anymore
Let's raise a glass
Let's make this useless gesture
To appreciate those who won't last
To observe those who falter
Because there's nothing else we can do
For those unfortunate few
That have no one to turn to.
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 11:39 PM UTC
You spoke my name.
It was a whisper
of innumerable decibels
but enough
for a heart to thump louder
than the thoughts in my head
which laid near your lips
breathing chills against my skin
freezing me from the time
I was trying to find a star
in the four cornered
motion slowing room
hoping for a wish
let this time stop
before we're burdened of this secret
let me savor those innocent lips
who unbelievably will surrender to my sinful soul
let not a single second pass without remark
for this night might be our last.
Then you spoke my name again,
with your eyes closed,
your lashes, breathing
all peaceful,
all saying,
I was in your dream.
Sep 27, 2016
Sep 27, 2016 at 7:10 PM UTC
beaten and bruised
afraid to be used
but made to be *******
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 8:52 PM UTC
You said you ain't got nothing
Just to put your hands on
No rhyme, no song to sing,
Nor place to hide or hut to build,
Have no sacrifice nor strength to feel,
And though you tried so bad
I know It's been so hard to tell
That you're almost gone
That you're hardly standing straight.
You said you surely don't need
Any more time for yourself to bleed
And I heard you spent hours
Sittin' on the shore,
You stood back up with words
That the last book you wrote
Is almost done.
Jul 8, 2016
Jul 8, 2016 at 5:06 AM UTC
I love the way your eyes light up when you smile
Like the amber sun dipping towards the ground
I love the way you see right through me
How you somehow know i'm always down
You can sing with a choir of angles
But don't ask me how that sounds
Your nonsense babbling is adorable
But you sure can argue and mess around
You're passive and aggressive
I think it depends on the day
And you don't know how beautiful you are
Or how your butterfly eyes fly away
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 4:31 PM UTC