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There is no love
just lots of pain
the broken bones are deadly
this abuse is not your fault
so let it out and tell me

your stomach rumbles
people die
your family's getting sick
diseases going by
who knew hurt could come so quick

You're going through a struggle
You're getting really sick
You have no job or house to go to
your life is slipping quick
your family left you
all alone
here's some money
go call home
I think i wrote this in like 6th grade honestly but I got a lot of recognition for it so. Yay me. ;D
young bare feet tiptoe down old wood steps,
counting each one,
one step,
two steps,
three steps,
down, lower and lower
until her soft skin touches cold wet pavement,
listening to her soul music,
a light wet patter
creating the soundtrack of her life
the clocks screech out
the darkest hour is upon us
but she doesn't mind
she is elsewhere
as cold drops land upon her
she takes a breathe
a long deep breathe separates her
from reality and paradise
to herself she whispers
'the rain loves me
i love the rain
the rain is cold
lonely and sad
scared and broken
but it loves me
and i love the rain'
I looked at her
and I whispered
I'm not just sad
I'm lonely
in the most crowded rooms
and broken
because the glue won't hold
and i hate passing mirrors
because my inside
shows on the out
when I look into the glass

She stared at me
and simply said
"You don't look depressed"

I looked up and laughed
"I'm sorry, Did I forget my raincloud today?"
*stabs eyeball for being an awful poem*
Stop telling me
how beautiful I am
or how my eyes sparkle
or even how adorable
my dimples are
Stop saying that
I'm the happiest girl you know.

Beautiful girls
don't stand alone at parties
or spend friday nights alone
Happy girls don't lock their door
and take out their razors

                                                                                                                                                         **and cry.
I was climbing this wall trying to get to you
a wall of rusty nails and barbed wire
I'd climb a little bit and then
I'd loose my footing
a couple feet lost
and I'm closer to the bottom
further away from you
Fight for it soldier
you yelled
Watching me below you
but i kept falling while
the people who surrounded you
pushed me down
and my fellow soldiers below
fighting their own battles
told me they needed help
and my battle was useless
so I let go
I loosened my grasp on the wall
and fell to the depths below
the bottom
but I did not know
that above me
where you stood
there were mean people
holding you against your will
and you wanted me to save you
you yelled for me
and I let go
and I left you there
i thought you wanted me to fight
to be worthy of you
but really you said
Fight for me soldier
because you needed to be saved
it's like this
you are at this place
maybe it's your first time
maybe you've been here a million times
and its filled with strangers all around you

it's like you shuffle past
and try not to focus on them
because like I said
They're strangers

you listen to the music
that blares out
as your favorite band
stands in front of you

and as everyone around you
screams the words
the chorus and the verses
the instrumentals and just smiling

you realize that these aren't strangers at all
these are the family members you haven't met
the best friends awaiting to be found
and the memories awaiting to happen

but it all starts there
in that one venue
with that one band
when you realize

sometimes its not what you wear
or who you talk to
it's not the color of your skin
or the people you dream of kissing

it's those two minuets and fifty seconds*
when we all forget about being strangers
and it's like we have known each other forever
it's the moment i could live in forever

Everyone is smiling
singing the words
to the song they fell in love with
by the band who stole their hearts

all these different people
with all the same hopes
the same thing got them
through the terrible weather

and I realized in that moment
I was not just a speck of dust
in a universe of greater things
I was part of a whole

I was part of something so much bigger
that even the most complicated
nor simplest minds could understand
It's as if

In that moment I realized
that band needed us
as much as we needed them
and I didn't feel so small after all
This poem wasn't only inspired by my concert experiences but specifically by the best I've had, I dedicate this poem to Silent Stories for always being there when I was upset, whether it was through their music, or even occasionally in person. I don't think they realize the impact they've had on me as a whole. I remember times where I'd be extremely upset and so done with everything and I'd press play and my favorite song would come on and I could just barely mumble the words i knew so well but I did it and I made it threw the city, the four tracks that have picked me up over and over again and never got sick of doing so. I remember the first time I met Nick Reynolds, I wanted to take guitar to be like my dad and he was basically my guitar teacher for a good amount of time, along with the actual teacher and a few other kids but he worked with me and a small group. I stopped adoring my dad after I realized he wasn't going to call anymore and that it had been months since he said hello. and that was the year I decided I liked guitar and that Nick was a good guitarist and I wanted to be like him. He has become such a great person and guitarist since then, It has been quite a while but well worth it because I have found something I love. I remember the day my aunt had committed. It was during a silent stories show. I checked my Facebook and saw the posts, not too long after, I got the call. It was before Silent Stories was up so I walked outside and sat behind a tree, terribly upset. I remember the band walking out and flicking on the headlights to the car, right in front on me, where they practiced jumps and guitar tricks and flips as I watched quietly. as soon as they were done they were on their way in to play their set and I just felt like I couldn't move but I remember Adam stopping and looking down at me as if he knew and he just kinda said to me "you gunna come inside?" It was simple just a question but it made me feel better because I didn't even think they noticed I was there struggling not to break down. It's these moments I remember and every moment in the crowd at their shows in different venues, different states, different cities, that I realized I'm not as alone as I feel at times and maybe I'm a stranger to that crowd when I walk through that door but we're a family as soon as that first note is played.


*The song referred to is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PjbnN0IGOJg
**Band Referred to;
Twitter: https://twitter.com/Silent_Stories
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/silentstories
Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/user/silentstoriesband/videos
 Jan 2015 Kaila Martin
Just Melz
In depths of despair
     I can find some joy
                 In knowing
       He, who loves
   And cares so deeply
      Means a lot to me
Seems to have something
           A light, a star
     That makes him happy
Although, I wish to be
             The one who shines

Who makes his days brighter
        Who's strong enough
To carry through for both of us
            And he's a fighter
But that's not always enough
        I find comfort
            I have some peace
Believing that, just maybe
        There's a reason
           A fate, a destiny
    Something else for me
Or maybe it's a crossroad
            A bridge
And getting to the other side
       Will bring clarity
               Peace of mind
    And we'll fulfill
A path that we created
         Lessons to be learned
Or that 'just friends'
      Isn't necessarily
              A bad thing
  Just push forward
Think of where I'm going
         Who I'm being
   And that he has another path
To walk, to cut branches
         For something unplanned
  A fate not yet claimed
            Or just maybe
     That's what destiny is
Struggling through the pain
      To learn from your mistakes
           And find a new path  to take
   But I really gotta say
        It all makes me stronger
   It's something I can't regret
            Cause his happiness
    Makes me smile
        With tears of sadness
              Streaming down my face
   And the depths of my emotions
       I may just take to my grave
           Cause my conscience
   Is a terrible truth to take
         But that's what life is
Going through heartache
       After heartache
             With more heartache
   Until destiny reveals its self
       And no amount of wealth
Can add up to the value
          Or weight in gold
   Of the happiness you'll find
              That's so true
      He may not be mine
But he'll forever be in my life
          And that'll be just fine
   Cause you can't rewind
Or turn around the path you take
          But you can accept
     Move forward
On the beaten path of fate
        Finding peace on earth
     As you walk towards
That **heavenly gate
Some lines may not depict all I meant to say, this is a stream of consciousness but I really meant that...
I'm happy for you. <3
 Jan 2015 Kaila Martin
Tupelo
Flood
 Jan 2015 Kaila Martin
Tupelo
The white linoleum,
Floods this endless maze,
Similar souls in different bodies,
I am simply passing through,
Another cog in the machine,
Eyes pointed up at ceiling,
Watching boxes of light fly by
as if they were windows of sun,
Unfamiliar voices pump positivity,
Promises of my well being,
My head rolls right,
Sight fixed on the dark haired nurse,
Her smile stretches wide,
Unsure where to place it,
She reaches for my arm,
A chill enters my veins,
My body turns to gold,
I drift away,
The sun spotted ceiling fades to black,
You forget how much you love it,
Maybe the pain was worth it,
Anything for her sweet taste again
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