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--- Mar 2014
Scented wax
Oh so soothing
My nephew gets his nose all over it
Because its good stuff
And he's a little one.
When you said you want one
I assume you meant like him?

Science
A paper
Distracting, but important
And about a topic I found stupid

And of course
Being corny
And without a way to release corniness
I wish I had time nowadays
Putting my thoughts to sleep
Mar 2014 · 209
Where?
--- Mar 2014
I can be happy somewhere
But not here
Never here
Feb 2014 · 440
Bitter
--- Feb 2014
Sometimes I wonder
If my mother realizes how much
I dislike being here.

With her lame excuses
Cold mornings
And her guilt trips.

And my constant thought
Can I confront her today?
No, she did something for me today...
Yesterday...
Last week...
There's a holiday coming up...
I just want to explode
But I can't
Because I would feel guilty.
Curse my conscience...
Feb 2014 · 498
Why
--- Feb 2014
Why
It seems like
Instead of being a relief
It is a reminder.
Feb 2014 · 420
For you
--- Feb 2014
We sit together
Cuddling and talking
But we're miles away
More often than not.

However
Somehow
The little bit of time I spend
In your presence
Somehow makes this separation
Endurable.
Feb 2014 · 245
Alone for now
--- Feb 2014
For some reason
Tonight I feel
More alone than ever.
I feel sad
But I'm not sure why.
I can't focus on anything
I feel like I messed something up
But I can't say anything to anyone
And my love is asleep.
Feb 2014 · 2.0k
Sweets
--- Feb 2014
I wonder
Do you have any idea
The lengths I would go to
Just to see you smile?
What I would give up
Just to have you
Cuddle up against me for an hour?
It's been so many months
But I still feel excited every time
That I see your amazing
Face.
Feb 2014 · 263
Title(optional)
--- Feb 2014
The way to be philosophical
Consider anything
And then think
Aren't we all....
Or
Everyone's got a little bit of... In them
Really
Aren't we all poets?
Everyone's got a little bit of poet in them...
Just a thought.
Notes(optional)
Feb 2014 · 269
Still foreign
--- Feb 2014
I love you
And you love me
You know,
It still seems like a
Foreign concept.
I don't quite understand this
"Love" thing
But I learn more whenever I see you.
Feb 2014 · 423
Lazy Day
--- Feb 2014
What I wouldn't give
For just one day
To laze about
In the heat
With close friends
And just talk about whatever random
Crap we happen to think of.
Jan 2014 · 365
It's late
--- Jan 2014
I am up late
Doing homework
Of course.
I wonder sometimes
Where our priorities should be.
Is it really more important
To do some school-work
Than it is to get even
7 hours of sleep?
3 hours less than an average teen needs?
I'm tired
But I should keep working.
Yes, I know that plenty of people are up all night...  I'm just frustrated.  I need a time-turner.
Jan 2014 · 451
It hurts
--- Jan 2014
It hurts me to see you
Falling.
You've wandered
I see how it cuts at you
But really, you're stronger than this.
I love you, you know...
But sometimes I just want to pick you up and shake you.
"Wake up!"
You're better than this
Smarter than this
Stronger than this
But if I'm bold...
Could it be damaging?
Jan 2014 · 877
Transforming
--- Jan 2014
Without my faith
I could not be who I am.
I could be no obedient child
No loving boyfriend
No optimistic being.
It is not feasible for me to believe
That anything positive regarding me
Could come from some other place
Than my faith.
Than my God
Jan 2014 · 942
Forgiveness
--- Jan 2014
Holding a grudge
Hurts everyone involved.
Relationships fall apart
And the person you have a grudge against?
You dehumanize them in your own mind
And you become what you think they are.
Forgiveness brings healing
It brings love, as well as
Life.
It is restorative
Jan 2014 · 581
Stupid
--- Jan 2014
This is all
Pretentious
I don't care about writing
I don't care about being deep
It's unnecessarily complex.
Jan 2014 · 815
Tender
--- Jan 2014
To hold you
Tenderly
For you to fall asleep in my arms
And I yours
What more could I ask?
Jan 2014 · 353
Down
--- Jan 2014
Negative emotions
Are never worth more than
A stray thought
In fact
They aren't even worth that.
Jan 2014 · 617
Arrows
--- Jan 2014
If Cupid is real
I've been shot many
Many times.
The other arrows always
Missed
However
He probably ambushed you
While you were reading.
Jan 2014 · 254
Dying without
--- Jan 2014
Is it possible to die
Without dying?
Of course it is
The world did it
Jan 2014 · 294
Job
--- Jan 2014
Job
Who am I?
To call you out
When you run from the light
Who am I?
I shouldn't feel responsible
But I still try to help
Who am I?
Just because I know what is right
Doesn't mean I need to enforce it.
Lead by example
Jan 2014 · 229
Don't try
--- Jan 2014
Don't try
And it works much
Better.
Jan 2014 · 446
Onslaught
--- Jan 2014
I run and hide
As if a wall could somehow
Protect me
From the onslaught of things
Amazing things
Terrible things
It becomes too much for my young mind
To handle
Dec 2013 · 597
Holding you
--- Dec 2013
Lying here
Nothing makes me happier
Than having you snuggled close
Falling asleep on my chest
Dec 2013 · 277
Lost
--- Dec 2013
Where is my silence?
I cannot find it
Where is my innocence?
Never to return
Where is my comfort?
It seems eternally amiss
But I have nothing to complain about.
Dec 2013 · 440
And I wait
--- Dec 2013
I wait
And I wait
Again I wait
What else is there to life
Than waiting for the next thing?
How do we go on without something to wait for?
Hope is more important
And faith is waiting based on hope
Hopefully the wait is long
But we always want it short
Instant gratification
But we don't buy items
We buy anticipation
Our money is for the drive home
For fumbling around to plug the television in
And waiting for it to turn on.
And instantly, we are on to the next thing
Dec 2013 · 494
The weight
--- Dec 2013
The wait
The lie
Lying in wait the lie in the inn
Inside the weights that we
Pick up in gym
Dec 2013 · 365
So precious
--- Dec 2013
Precious is the thought
The one of hope
Sliding through your mind
Let the  hope not fall from your head
Like water from a swimmer's ears
But let it slosh around in there
Without giving a moment's rest
Without leaving space for anything but
Hope for what is to come
With the assurance that nothing shall go wrong
And there is naught to fear.
Dec 2013 · 489
Empty save for some
--- Dec 2013
Emotionless
Thoughtless
Wandering aimlessly
I cannot see
I merely weep my pain
Shoving it onto others
While my hurt is only ever
Skin deep
Dec 2013 · 795
TPK
--- Dec 2013
TPK
The corruption is growing
Morphing and changing
Devouring your soul
And your body with it.

The corruption is ripping
Tearing and broken
Like the world it inhabits
It cannot survive alone

The corruption is feeding
Engulfing the powerful
Burning the weak
Tainting the children

The corruption is here
Inside of your mind
Through broken beliefs
It torches your world
Dec 2013 · 688
Sillage
--- Dec 2013
A lingering scent
Never permanent
Is meaningless.
A mere shadow of the memories
It may bring about
Burying your face into a scent
Gives no presence nor relief
Increases longing and nothing else
The smell of a love
The smell of a hate
It all fades
And it is nothing but a scent
Without mass
Without meaning.
Dec 2013 · 344
Whatever.
--- Dec 2013
So it seems that
The popular opinion
Is that not being desensitized is some flaw.
That when pressured to see things I hate I should just
Be quiet?
And that I should be reminded constantly that I am a terrible person
Because I am sensitive.
"It's just a movie."
...
So?
It's not my fault it makes me feel horrible inside!
I want to participate
But if I say how I feel honestly, I get
"Of course."
"You're always like this!"
I know I am
I don't try to.
"You're always against everything,"
I'm sorry for my views.
That's who I am.
But I can try to change, if it's what you really want.
...
Sorry.
I hate it when I get so worked up that I am shaking.  Whatever.  I don't want to read any comments on this.  I'm sure I'll hurt someone's feelings.  I'm sorry.  I know I have issues, and I'll try to work on it...  It just isn't easy for me.
Dec 2013 · 483
Pent up
--- Dec 2013
One of these days
I won't be able to contain my feelings.
And I'll finally tell you off.
Dec 2013 · 753
Not worthy
--- Dec 2013
I hate to insult my own mother
But I'm afraid this must be
Dealt with.
I feel angry at you most of the time now
But you said something yesterday
An offhand remark
"Thank God I'm not married."
Don't you dare.
Don't you dare make it sound like
God is on your side in not being married
Tearing our family apart
Breaking us all.
Do you know what dad said?
About you not going to counseling?
You don't think he's worth fighting for.
You don't think our happiness and peace are
Worth fighting for.
I promise you
God is not on your side in this.
He never could be.
Not my God.
Nov 2013 · 388
Before Sleep
--- Nov 2013
I lay in my bed
Alone, it is not my choice.
It never is.
But I am content.  
That day will come.
And tonight, I lay alone.
But I am not lonely
No, never.
My thoughts and dreams swirling in my head
Mixing together
Creating their fiendish offspring
Was that a noise?
No, it was a demon.
I catch my breath
Curse my imagination
I prefer not to think of demons
But the angel bestowed upon me
Who, in my mind, joins me this night.
In our dreams, maybe so
But your warmth I now lack
Your soft whimpers in sleep
How you unconsciously hold me tighter.
My love
I will have you someday
But tonight, the only you I have
Is a thought.
Fading as I settle into the void
My last thought before sleep
*Someday soon.
Nov 2013 · 328
The King
--- Nov 2013
You are your destruction
You break apart, and others are to blame
Right?
It may be so
You might be ruined by others
Broken by their beliefs
But that is not all their fault
Nobody should apologize for who they are
The only one who can let you be hurt
Is you.
Nov 2013 · 478
The Ancient
--- Nov 2013
The fallen
The old but yet new
Black capes swirling around
Covering the night
Frightening the children
Killing adults
Their faces obscured
Did they ever exist
Is that a hand
Or a hoof
Hide in the shadows
Or obscure in the light
Always behind you
Walking alone at night
But don't look
Or if you do, be wary
Consequences for this transgression get scary
Enters the damp darkness
Nov 2013 · 812
The Lone Adventurer
--- Nov 2013
An explorer, a traveler
Ever so brave
Strolling through danger
Never a care
Nothing to lose
But nothing to gain
He wanders continuously
Always is lost
He finds amazing things
But he never cares
He's seen it all by now
There is no surprises
No new creatures to tame
No civilizations to find
Nothing is difficult
And this makes him weary
Without a challenge there is no excitement
Everything is a reminder of everything else
He wanders eternally
As patterns repeat
Dying more now eternally
Than ever before
Nothing is new, nothing not done before
No more colors, no, no more facts to ignore
And disprove, everything
Falls to the ground
Perhaps someday he'll finish
And whither, fall with no sound
Nov 2013 · 454
The greatest
--- Nov 2013
The best
The most powerful
The wealthiest
The fastest
The strongest
The smartest
The most interesting
The most funny
Why would you ever want to be
Any of these things?
If you are the ultimate
You have nothing to work towards
I certainly prefer to
Relax
Nov 2013 · 282
Do nothing
--- Nov 2013
It would be useless if you did anything
Anything at all
Whether or not it is beneficial to anyone
Because if you do it without love
In who's heart could it ever be real?
Nov 2013 · 324
Never to be Had
--- Nov 2013
An embrace I long for
That I witness and I want to cry
Because I can never truly share it
Not the way it ought to be anyway.
I constantly want to build towards it
And I want it more than anything I think
Joy in the air
And the most loving embrace.
I wish I wish I wish
How we are is great
But I can't help wondering where we could go.
I just want that embrace...
Nov 2013 · 361
Happening Again
--- Nov 2013
In your mind it seems
It's already done
You must've thought of it a thousand times before
And in your head, the consequences ended
When the real process was just getting started.
You say that you accept that I'm angry
Say that you know how I feel
But you're unwilling to take the consequences that come with my anger
That come with the way that I feel.
Do you have any idea how much I want
To scream at you?
To tell you what I really think?
The only problem is
I hate to see you cry.
And you certainly would.

My parents are divorcing, officially divorced now.  I believe that, to my mom, it has been over for a long time.  This makes me want to yell and scream at her, or at least say something.  I want her to feel remorse, to know how much EVERYONE is suffering because of HER.  I was able to talk to my older sister today about it, and it really made me think about my mom's state of mind, etc.  I think in the process of finding herself, she has become lost.  She moves from thing to thing and embraces it fully.  I've seen this with running, natural remedies, yoga, boxing, drink mixes, work...  She is always into something and it's odd to think about.  I don't know if it has anything to do with the situation, but...  Argh, I don't know!  ... I'm going to sleep...
--- Nov 2013
Do we truly know ourselves?
Is a reflection true?
Is the reflection of the reflection
(What others see)
True?
What can be more true than
The me that I know
Which does not exist?
I do not know myself
But neither do you.
--- Nov 2013
As time goes by
My thought flutter from my skull
Running into the walls of this house
"I have no home"
It's been true for a long time
But I think about how I feel here
At "home"
I feel angry
Stressed
I feel bitter
And I am becoming cold.
My mask starts to break, my emotions obvious
I don't want to be readable
I want to hide
I am here to help others after all
How I feel doesn't matter in the slightest
The slightest
All I need for my life to have been good?
Sweatpants
Music
My love
And I'm ready for anything thrown at me
Life swings wildly
But I've had training
And I know how to repair myself if I'm hurt
I'll run and never stop
The cold cannot touch me
Naked but for my sweats
I can withstand anything
Any man
Any challenge
I can do this.
Three things are all I need
How can I help you?
Nov 2013 · 333
Words as I think of them.
--- Nov 2013
Watch out for the potatoes.  They will find you, and they will smell you.  When they taste you, run.  You will have infinite time to escape, so go while you still can.  I won't hold them off!  The room is white, I am not.  I am a very light brown, like all "white" men and cats.  Except cats, of course.  And polar bears.
Just for fun, I know it's short...  I'll do it again some other time
Nov 2013 · 270
How many?
--- Nov 2013
As a writer, there is only so much to write
Before long, every interesting metaphor and
Violent word will be taken and used up.
It gets old to write sad or dark things
And happy things require happiness to pen
Joy imbued within the ink.
There is simply not enough
And it always feels like pretense anyway.
Nov 2013 · 651
The nail in your wrist
--- Nov 2013
I must hurt
Digging in
Tormenting you without end
Except at the end
The whip searing your flesh
Pulling your skin apart
Only to become the spit in your wounds
And I have the nerve
To be the hammer
Pounding nails into your feet
The words in your head
Jeering
Laughing at your suffering
And now I have the
Unbelievable nerve to think I know what I'm doing
When I am the one who did the most damage.
Forgive me
On my knees I have no other thought
Forgive me
Please please pleasepleasepleaseplease
Forgive
I torment you so
Yet, in your presence,
All I can feel is
Joy.
Nov 2013 · 537
Missing you always
--- Nov 2013
I feel lost without loss bringing the feeling
Lost without you
My love
The one who makes my life livable
A reason to wake in the morning
And to fall asleep
Because I dream of you
I'm with you always
But times like now
I need your embrace
Your soft warmth pressed against me
Is all that it takes to bring me peace
Your quiet whimpers when you fall asleep
Snuggling close in the way that I love.
I need you right now.
Nov 2013 · 1.2k
Boxes or letters?
--- Nov 2013
How does my mind work?
In numbers and letters
Things sorted by logic
Or emotion?
Both have been true
Both false
Sometimes the same
It always made sense at the time
The thing is
Emotion is unstable
It falls apart and changes at the drop of a
Cat
I like cats
It's too bad that I have an allergy.
I never used to...
Perhaps this tendency towards emotion
Is a new allergy
But I'm unsure
Do I mind?
Nov 2013 · 2.5k
Nasty
--- Nov 2013
Anytime I read
Poetry
It puts me in a
Sad
Mourning
Angry
Apathetic
Mood.
One of the reasons I dislike it.
Nov 2013 · 489
Stunned
--- Nov 2013
I am falling
Reaching for limbs as I go
Though I notice an absence of my
Own limbs.
Perhaps that is why I don't
Reach out to others
Reach out for help
So I fall
Curled in a fetal position
Hoping that when I
Finally land
It will not hurt too much.
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