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I flung myself in a sudden reckless abandon
Strung myself with every willing person
Drenched in lust for a quick action
Needing the rush to feel a sensation

The thrill of seeking hearts
The feel of touching parts
Needing to find my own inspiration
By the way of candied prostitution

Needing to find the right heat
Grinding to find the right beat
Seasoned with the salty tears of fame
Glazed in bitter-sweet laughs of shame.

This syrupy tongue who went through mouths
These amber sapped eyes taking away doubt
This dripping voice who tells sweet acid lies
Behind the truth of cheating everyone else denies

For one such person is ready to give
As much as he is ready to recieve
The poisoned berries of adultery and sin
Like the flaming desire of someone from within

For what makes someone who yearns
Find love in dizzying patterns
So broken and loss with none to please
One who just wanted to find aching release
Sometimes we needed to be lost in order to be found.
Teach me to love you right
So that I can love you best
Teach me to how to fight
So you can worry less

Teach me to care for you
By caring for me too
This mutual thing we do
It is what binds us two

Teach me to crave you more
So that I'll miss you when I bore
Teach me to hate you more
So that I can love you forevermore

Teach me to entirely forget
What and where broken hearts went
Teach me to rememeber sorrows, so I can cry myself wet
Teach me to smile for tomorrow, so I can laugh at memories when we met

Teach me to say goodbye
To you dear my heart still flies
Teach me never to pass by
So I can keep going on, 'til this heartache dies
I dunno if I posted this again or what. I found it in my FB page.
This is to say goodbye
For many reasons, but first,
I want you all to know
That I love you no matter what.

Even if all of you have flaws and trespasses
It is what makes you all beautiful to me
It is what made me smile in glee
It's what made me cry in unison with all of you.

If you are reading this now,
It only means I have surrendered
I cannot endure anymore of this
But remember that it is nobody's fault

It's me, I haven't been strong
Unlike all of you with strong hearts I admire
The will to move forward has long since passed me
I tried fighting  'til the end but it seems that I can't

You all might start to wonder
"How did this happen?"
He seemed very happy and free
Always funny if not annoyingly cheerful

Behind all of it is a lie,
I have been drowning in tears
Of my own pool of sorrows and grief
A turbulence of unheard pleas

I've been in it for too long,
I can't seem to swim back to the shore
The shore of human sanity
Of normalcy and stability

Maybe its because of my personas
The Him who thought everything a joke
Giving hints that nobody noticed
Ever strong outside yet deeply broken inside

The other Half who always hides
Cowering and shivering in the insecurities of life
He who is always careful not to hurt
Though, he has none he can hurt

Or the other one between
The sane and Normal Me
The one you liked with envy
The one who should've been me

I say this last note of goodbye to you
For I am now stained in black and blue
Never to be clean again like pure white
Never to see me again in Morning's Light.
I found the words from a note (I don't know if it's suicide or breaking up) across the hallway at school. it fluttered in perpetual solitude before I found it. I don't know yet who the owner is but, to him, You'll get through it buddy.
Was it Suicide or Breaking Up?
Leave comments below of what you think it is about.
Once we were agents of peace and prosperity
Using Nature's gifts for love and harmony
We always heal and never hurt
For we bring healing and love into this earth

We always lived without insecurity
Never in our minds came rebelry
For we live as good as we can be
And never thread the path to obscurity

But once we were also set aflame
By merciless acts to us, our great shame
The ****** of someone we love
Or the theft of precious things we did have

An infamous thing done to us
A dangerous thing came crashing fast
Scars began to form in body and soul
Reminding us of things most foul

The jilting of a sweet lovely human
The genocide done by something inhuman
The taking of an artifact we kept and protected
The petty tricks of humans, we are abused and molested

Now we cry in despair for the Dark
A last resort for the Pain and Mark
A deadly art we dared trespass
For we crave vengeance and execute it we must

For love and redemption
Evil actions of our own volition
Lost in the embrace of Oblivion
The last move we have in Preparation
This is an excerpt from my short story Deadly Nightshade (unpublished) that I had entered in our school contest. It talks about a witch named Cataleya, who lost it all when other humans ravaged her village and this are her reasons on why she became Belladona. It talks much of how people change when set aflame by actions of others. Some of these are the reasons why we go cold on other people and seek vengeance (which I do not advocate) for our own redemption.
To be born is innate
Yet we change a lot
Challenging our fate
And trying to cut the knot

To face our fears
To conjure our strengths
To love one so dear
And travel great lengths

To change our skin
Like a trickster fox
To bare all within
And go outside the box

Our time we all but borrow
Wisely must be spent
Through the great dark sorrow
And the great joy of content

For this human strife
Alone we fiercely met
To be one with life
And be at peace with death
The mind of a human contemplating the meaning and purpose of life.
I am a broken man
Broken beyond repair
Fallen deep into despair
Torched to ash like a straw man

I am a broken man
Crushed into fine shiny powder
Fragments of a ruined wonder
Now feeling empty like the Morrigan

Tempted to take the Scythe for the Hammer
I chained myself in desperation
A fools decision for a reparation
Death in turn I hunger

For life is a sweet ardor
The bitter sweet taste of reconnaissance
The salt and spice of resilience
'Tis what a broken man yearns with fervor
I found this on one of my unfinished manuscripts
I wish I could finish it  but it is too much to handle
Here is one of the excerpts from one characters banter with another
It is what he said while crying in front of his love the miseries of life, yet he still wanted to feel what it felt like in his earlier times.
I'll leave it open for interpretation
Let me know what you think
Must we hurt ourselves
Diving into the fray?
Must we **** ourselves
Hoping in misery?

Shall we beat ourselves
On being an imbecile?
Shall we treat ourselves
Lower than we feel?

Shall we pick roses
Thorns and bladed leaves
Blood-red colors in corsets
Of Pain and Lust that lives
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