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Is it worth it to drive for five hours to the mountains, and then only stay for five minutes?
Is it worth it to be a genius, and then lose your mind ?
Is it worth it to lock yourself up, to be stronger, and then to feel like you can't feel?
Is it worth it to be trustworthy, just to have more responsibilities?
Just thinking
They call my name
Again.... and
Again and AGAIN
He walks in
And mimics
Their screeches
I don't look up
I say
I'm not sure if
you knew this, but
As of two seconds ago
I'm deaf.
He laughs, says
I've been deaf for years....
I don't know why they expect us to materialize the second they call.
The ringing is loud.
I finally tell her
And it's like
Nothing
Happened.
I wonder if
She even
remembers.
(Of course she does)
The ringing is loud.
I was talking
to her the other day
I could hardly
Focus on
What she was
Saying
The ringing is loud
Before I could
Tell her
Every thing
Got
Out of whack
Jaw chattering
Always pacing
my contained
Area.
My contained
Thoughts
Songs and secrets
spinning in my head
The ringing is loud
And all the while
no one notices
Loud is the new
usual
Sorry, not much of a poem.

Or a least not to me.
I didn't hide it
But I don't want to find it
I do want to know what's in it
as long as I know how to write
these scribbles
after I read it
I don't want to think of
A book full of rules
When I read poetry
I still can't find my poetry school book.
Are toxic
Avoid them,
Some are like ads,
Skip them
Some are sugar-coated,
Too much sugar is not good,
Some are savoury snacks,
Enjoy them
What do you think it does to a child
When their father tells them
That they're the reason they want to commit

What do you think it does
When they try infront of you
Twice

"Because of you" he shouted
Cursed at me
Calling me a *****
Telling me I was the reason he stepped in to the street

What do you think it does?
Well they don't remain normal do they
They don't want to be put in that situation again
At the very least
I felt so guilty and angry and suicidal at the ripe age of 10 years old when this first happened. Now he's mad he doesn't have full custody.
Somewhere between
          Blue and violet
Somewhere between
Someone I never knew
And
Someone I thought
I’d never met
Stood Indigo
Not an Indy
           That’s just too vague

You made sure of that
From beneath a wide brim
            Summer of love hat

That acted like a sundial
But tracked the moon
The sea of tranquility
The place Were you
                         And I
And
The elephants on your bracelet
Can look back upon the world
And consider it as
           Lapis Lazuli in our eyes
A silent universe      
A singularity
Of solitude
Seeks expansion
Recognition
                Of Isness
Its many elements to reveal

Some became orbs
Circling its brightest vision
Ice allowed to melt
Fire to fulfill its thirst
Gravity to sculpture
                  New beginnings
There are no blinds
                   To draw
              Everything’s open

Make of me what you will
Take what you want
There’s always more to give
           Always more to come
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