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{~~~}

I've always grabbed the knife by the blade
Whether by accident
Or on purpose.
Celestial shadows watch as my veins pour themselves clean
Oh I don't mind it.
Pain is just the cover on a book
And people judge it
I can clearly see what he is to me
But what am I to him?
I've always bent the barrel on my gun
B a c k f i r e
Oh
B  a  c  k  f  i  r  e
I'm not holding the trigger
No.
I've always held my weapon backwards
With my heart in my stomach
And my mind in my hands I'll tell you
-He's my fountain of youth-

{~~~}
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Starry nights couldn't see*                                  

                         ­         How I wish I could forget her
                                     The way she makes me feel
                                               The way I react
                                        The way she looks at me

                                                             ­                          Cold hearts in December
                                                        ­                                        Couldn't remember
                                                        ­                                              The vow I made
                                                            ­                                         When she stayed


Fire couldn't burn her
She was made of flame
Broken into blur
I don't know what she claims

                                                         ­                                     Five frozen thoughts
                                                        ­                                            Four we all know
                                                            ­                                     One she knows not
                                                             ­                                   And I will not show

Smoke fills the air
Coughing out my life
One soul to spare
Spare me from this strife

                                                      I hold her
                                                like she holds me
This poem was forced. I dunno, doesn't feel right.

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Moving like the speed of sound
Feet can't keep on the ground
Can't stay in one place
Keep moving

One place,
****

'Cause I can't stop time
You keep blurring in my mind
And space is undefined
These moments left behind
We can't stay the same
All the reason to blame


'Cause I can't stop
T    I    M    E
Credit goes to a song. Not my poem at all
You left me
Broken
Scarred
And Bleeding
But I forgave
I can’t forget
Not now
Not yet
But when I do leave
I won’t leave you like you left me
I won’t hurt you
I won’t scar you
I won’t break you
I won’t make you bleed
I won’t make you feel pain
Pain hurts people
It breaks them
When you hurt someone
You can feel it burn under your skin
You can hear the ice rush in your blood
You can see the dark shadows in your eyes
You can taste their pain, cracking with every touch you make
So why didn’t you feel it
Burn past my skin
Why didn’t you hear it
The ice cracking my frozen blood
So why didn’t you see it
The shadows leaving me blind
Why didn’t you taste it
My pain cracking me inside to out
I’m breaking from your touch…
I tried to learn how to
Make my skin as hard as steel
To heat my blood with fire
To live in the shadows
To hide my pain inside
and put the pieces back together
But they don’t fit.
They’ll never fit.
They can’t.
I’m In pain
When I hold him
Pain hurts.
Pain may be a 4-letter word to you
But to me
It’s what my life has become.
I don’t feel anymore,
Nothing but you touch.
I don’t hear anymore,
Nothing but your voice.
I don’t see anymore,
Nothing but your face.
I don’t taste anymore,
Nothing but your pain.
I don’t live anymore,
The pain killed me.
I won’t forget
Not yet.
Not until you know what pain I’m in.
Pain breaks people
It scars them
They can never pick up the broken pieces
because they cut themselves
they injure themselves
just trying to put them back together
They don't know they can't fix it
They wonder where it all went wrong.
Please stop giving false hopes
It wasn’t their fault that they,
Bleed more feeling
Damage more sound
Hurt more sight
Wound more taste
**** more life
Like you killed mine
I’ll leave you
Unlike you left me
You are unhurt
Unscarred
Unbroken
and feel no pain
Pain.
A 4-letter word to you
But my life to me
I’ll let go of my pain now
Because,
finally,
I let go of
*You.
A very old poem. Written when I was twelve.
12 reasons to leave
{~~~}

Winter has fallen

12 feet under my won problems
It's amazing how cold it feels
Ice spiraling up my back
The snowflakes cracking
But the ice is hollow
Frost-covered yet not completely frozen
The rime freezes my heart
Empties my essence
But keeps my soul warm

Fall will rise

{~~~}
I don't mind the cold that much.
My Mikoto

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Writing for you
gives me such rapture


but on the side
it stresses my shoulders
wears my soul

and forces me to dig up the **truth
My blades ache
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#15
It's not a Walt Disney thing
They don't just pick off the sick an dying ones
They are perfectly capable of taking down a full, healthy adult.
Wolves were designed by thousands of years of evolution
They were bred and raised to ****
Not for sport, but for survival.
They don't **** needlessly
It may be intimidating
Seeing the blood on their face
Their glowing eyes staring back
But if you're going to tell me that
Wolves are man-eaters
Blood-thirsty killers
Why don't you take a look around
Most animals go corrupt because of humans.
We take their land
Take their young
**** off their pack-mates
We even trap them
For pets, or zoos
Whatever reason we want.
I don't know about you
But if someone took my home
My kids
Killed my family and friends,
And then cornered me
I'd fight back with every ounce of strength I had.
I don't know what they're gonna do to me
But I'd assume they'd do what they did to the others
And
I'd fight for my life


They're killers,
*But wolves have to make a living too
Just a little rant, don't tell me animals are killers, because you will get smacked

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Echoing hills can tell your past
A dark and fortuitous time
Stars will craft their best
And skies will lark the eve
Tell you haven't wasted your honor
On a ghost of linder
Retching a few minutes
To spare hearts an attachment
Condem me of all my reapful sins
A pledge to you
On this golden scribe
My honor and service
So that I may avenge this death
*In all the annals of time
Ehhhh stuff
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Ground hip bones
And sickened stones
Break a seal
The legacy of fear
Is the folding factor
Against the test of time
Part one

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I'm never breaking through
These steel walls
I'll just lye in wait
No light
In these eyes anymore
They're still dead

The Dragon told me
"Don't hide your wolven fangs
You're always flashing your teeth
But
You're always acting on the truth"

*I'm not afraid to bite the hand that feeds me.
For you Kal

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