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 Oct 2016 JoSmith
mikecccc
Taxi
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
mikecccc
Take me away
driver man
go as far
as my wallet
will allow
so at least
to the next neighborhood
I hear their lawns
are as green as emeralds.
polished emeralds
at that
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
Dougie Simps
Dear insecure, emotional, overthinking young man

you've come a long way from way back then

you've lost a lot - but had to realize "who hasn't?"

your strong will seemed to be mistaken a lot from your passion

you've missed out on a lot of love by second guessing & never unmasking

why weren't you truly ever satisfied... nah, that's the question that I'm asking...

your abandonment issues pushed away the potential of something ever lasting

constantly fighting the man in the mirror

hopefully with your new life - you see things clearer

no one ever knew, with you...who they were gonna get

you've missed out on a lot of good times wanting to talk

instead of just letting it go and enjoying the time you had left.

Your favorite pills were self pity, self indulgence, ignorance and regret

you never stopped to listen - stopped talking - hopefully now you allow others words to be said

no woman stood a chance... you purposely acted a certain way to avoid the possibility of true love

discretely pushing them away until they saw nothing and had enough.

don't get me started on your lack of living

missed out on a lot of trips, chances and opportunities

I hope now you've filled that void that is missing

you swore happiness was wealth... power...a line of respect

little did you know it was the little things; the calm, the moments
the people and things in life worth it and willing to invest.

you gave up on a few dreams... figured why fight?

countless times your mind would just run... keep you up all night

you were so afraid of success... honestly, I never knew why

you never freed that little boy trapped - stuck in his father's grasp

he was begging for freedom, you left him struck inside

everyday was another day you thought was your time.

I hope you live now

I hope you see the beauty life truly is

I hope you found love

I hope you found this


I needed to write this letter to you - so you can see how far you have come

you can see that change is real

you can see all that you have become

Bland Douglas Simpkins,

that's the man you should be proud to be

no matter what challenges you were faced with

those obstacles were needed, needed to make it to this me

thank those who've came into your life - not all were meant to last

some forced you left - others showed you right

no matter what, some were needed in your past.

So...

Dear future self,

please understand - I'm sorry. For all that I put you through

the truth remains - that without me - just know...

there would be no you.
to the future
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
Kat
Dead to Me
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
Kat
You were someone I cared about
I tried so hard
To be the perfect daughter
But nothing will ever be enough
And I have too much to live for
To die another day for you
So now
You're dead to me


Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After a LOVER is hurt
BELOVED is injured

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After a LOVER is wounded
BELOVED bleeds

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER bears a lesion
BELOVED carries the scars

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER is humiliated
BELOVED bears the trauma

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER is in grief
BELOVED is in pain

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER is sweared at
BELOVED bears the curse

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER cries in night
BELOVED remains awake

And finally...

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE

After LOVE happens to Romeo:

- Zuliet is LOVED

- Flower of LOVE blooms
In Zuliet's heart

- Zuliet is independent
From past life to
LIVE & LOVE freely



 Oct 2016 JoSmith
David P Carroll
Her Beauty.
A beauty in love
Magical smile from above
She lit up my heart
Like never before
Her magical beauty
A real life of beauty
Inside my heart
Her beauty is a gift
From above I'm
Truly in love
With her a magical
Beauty from above
Her smile has touched
My heart and soul
I cannot ever remember
Love like this before
Her beauty has brought
Happiness love to my
Heart and I'll always
Love her forever
Her beauty has
Touched my heart.
David P Carroll
Beauty
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
Hannah Reber
When the nerd in the back dies with complexity
of not sharing simplicity
of not getting acknowledgment
of not receiving enjoyment
What is there to live for
with the dark days ahead
and the ruined ones behind
what is there to live for
other than the lonely scorch ?

I ask myself on single days
why do wait,
why do sing
to a lonesome soul
or a high pitched scream?
lonesome thoughts
swarm through my brain
wishing the better
of every single day
wanting with heart
craving with soul
what is there to live for
other than that 6 foot hole ?


The nature dies along without a cause
The fire burns singing screaming songs
when the old crow hackles
when the little mouse rants
I'm going to be hanging
from a little unknown branch
praying to my soul
praying for life
When that old crow hackles
Ill be sitting on a  mantle
with thee only thing left but
the ashes of my neck
What is there to live for
when I am only a spec ?

Questions like those,
come and go,
yet one always stays
which one I will never know
Along with the dreams
of a broken pain that lasts
Along with wishes
of a sad whimsy past...
You can't
You couldn't
You won't
and you wouldn't

But I need help

Not your help
not yours either
Definately not your help
You couldn't

But I need help

It's a bit much
A lot much
More than I want much
I shouldn't

I just need help

Should ask him what's up
Maybe get him to talk
He can trust me
No you shouldn't
I hope you wouldn't

He doesnt
He can't talk
He can't trust you
He just needs help

You can't
You couldn't
You won't
and you wouldn't
I seriously need help, only you're not gonna be the one to do it. Period
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
Alexander Coy
remember  when we were young?

i was a baby mammoth
and you were a giant squid;
at first we ignored
each other in the classroom
but paid close attention
to our awkward body language
by the parking lot
next to the jungle gym

you were just one syllable
and i was an entire conversation
the subject somehow landed
on the preservation of science
and the fall of religion

your eyes lit up when i said
i was single because you
were in a long term relationship

said it was perfect timing
because you were ready
for marriage

i scoffed at the idea
with my legs trembling
inside the mouth
of quicksand

you pulled me up,
told me not to worry
and reminded me
that the ending
was all part of the plan

my ***** swam like
a swarm of insects
into your gaping
wound; spilling
over the sides
of the womb
causing your eyes
to roll back;
you moaned
you were
ready to come
soon

we came to,
as two;
our bodies intertwined
under the gapped-
tooth moonlight
smile

this was our crime,
we were young at the time

now here we are,
older than life permits
the body to exist;

i admit, i wouldn't
want to share this
moment with anyone
other than you,

my feline friend
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
Alexander Coy
tits
 Oct 2016 JoSmith
Alexander Coy
when i was a child
i drew an outline
of my future
with broken chalk
across the side
of a road that
no longer exists

you see
when the eyes
persist
they reimagine
the past as some
kind of bad joke,
or a science
experiment

when i was a child
i was forced to make
love to people
who didn't deserve
it;

i guess asking
for permission
didn't exist back
then

or were we all too
scrambled in our brains
to get our bodies
to do what we say?

instead they just gave
into their instincts
and impulses

our tiny naked bodies
under ***** blankets;
tightened fists, kicking legs
and strained muscles

the trees outside
still swayed as though
they never had mouths
to feed, as though
they weren't desperate
to think, feel, or be
free

it all came so naturally...

when i was a child
i broke twigs in two,
kicked empty beer
cans, and poked
rollie pollies
in their bellies
until they got
sick and threw up

i laughed, cried
and wished that
i could die

i did this well
into my late
twenties

until i realized
i was going to live
for a long time

then i said **** it,
**** the world,
**** the creator
he, or she
doesn't exist

they were never
there to stop
my father
from his routine
abandonment

they were never
there to stop
my mother
from withholding
nourishment

sometimes
there aren't enough
words and wishes
to conceal the truth
from it's own existence

it has to live
in order for
me to die

perhaps, it's been a joke
all this time and i've
been to stuck up
to spare a laugh
or two

i smile more
than i often believe
i should

but at least
i know my body
is strong enough
to rebel against my fate

when my mind is
too afraid to make
the change
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