"rist" poems
I can't
I can't handle this anymore
What used to be me heart it tore
I sit out in the dark and cry
I can't figure it out why
A Loss of my bestfriend
I wish I had a letter to send
But you can't right a letter to the dead
I close my eyes se his curly hair on hishead
His face looks sad but why
That how I last saw him I think with a sigh
But he's in a better place
No need to make haste
But I want to join him
As I start to cut my lim
My rist covered in scars
I wish I was old enough to go to bars
I'd just drink the pain away
But for now I'll sit back with this J
Only one I say at first
But nothing can quench the thirst
My sadness is in control now
But how
I can't let it beat me
It was all fun
But now the pain and sadness won
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
Med stigende uvidenhed skaber jeg mig gennem de sene timer som en teaterdronning
Taber min dyre cocktail i en rist, men køber bare lige en ny
for alle de penge jeg ikke ved jeg ikke har.
Danser som en kluntet prinsesse eller en elegant søko.
Skaber balance mellem komplet umulighed og overdreven lykke.
Hælene vokser med flydende magi og jeg nærmer mig jorden.
Med de aller vildeste hiphop skills som jeg aldrig fik lært,
bevæger jeg mig over dansegulvet.
Strutter med munden
kniber øjnene sammen
prøver at se sejere ud end muligt
kaster ikkeeksisterende håndtegn.
Snart må alle kongerne da kaste sig på rockknæ og bejle som svinedrenge til det vidunderligt dansende ego.
Med svindende tilstedeværelse
kaster jeg mig i ærmerne
på en ukronet fremmed,
mine døve ører dræber musikken.
Bliver ved med at vaccinere
mig selv
mod alt det jeg gerne vil glemme.
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 10:28 AM UTC
Your name is like champagne
Bubbly crisp refreshing
Your body is like red wine
Cabernet.. a few more glasses closer to numbing my pain
Your voice is like brandy
Cognac... a few more sips to settle in an alternate universe
Your kiss is like Tennessee honey
Whiskey.. a few more shots to keep the branch of thorns tight around my frail heart
Your soul is like smirnoff
***** wild and ice cold
You are exotic eccentric exciting
And I am nothing more than a cheap beer from a ****** bar.. hanging from a chain tied to your rist... along for the wrong ride
May 18, 2015
May 18, 2015 at 4:23 AM UTC
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Dec 4, 2013
Dec 4, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC
hey i was wondering if you wanted to hang out this weekend? it's been such a long time since i last saw you and you know, i was thinking, maybe we could talk and stuff again, like we used to? so, i really hope that maybe you could step out to hang out, yeah? but if you can't now, it's totally fine by me! just tell me when you're free, 'kay?
- Sent, 9:35 PM, Tuesday, Aug. 5, 2014
yo you never answered my message! are you okay? are you sick? please, tell me if you can't come any time this month, i don't really mind! please, just talk to me?
- Sent, 12:48 AM, Wednesday, Aug. 27, 2014
did i make you mad?
- Sent, 5:40 AM, Saturday, Oct. 11, 2014
please talk to me
- Sent, 11:11 PM, Monday, Oct. 20, 2014
do you just hate me???? is that it???? at least tell me straight to my face!!!!
- Sent, 6:40 AM, Thursday, Dec. 11, 2014
*YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE FULL OF **** YOU CAN'T EVEN BOTHER TO SEE THAT I'M TRYING HERE. I AM TRYING FOR YOU BECAUSE I CARE SO ******* MUCH ABOUT YOU. I WANT TO BE THERE FOR YOU BECAUSE I CARE SO ******* MUCH ABOUT YOU. BUT IF YOU'RE GONNA TREAT ME LIKE THIS, I DON'T THINK I DESERVE THIS!!!!!*
- Sent, 9:13 PM, Friday, Dec. 26, 2014
*YOU KNOW WHAT???? **** YOU.*
- Sent, 9:13 PM, Friday, Dec. 26, 2014
*Y UOY NE EVR C A R WSD W HJEETHR OR ON T IW AS THEJRFE FOF ROYU ZND **** GO AE HED ADSN ENJYO YOURF CUKIGN CHR RIST MAS VCNASITON ALOENE*
- Sent, 1:45 AM, Saturday, Dec. 27, 2014
L NOER
- Sent, 1:56 AM, Saturday, Dec. 27, 2014
i just saw your mom at the grocery store a while ago. and what she said surprised and upset me a lot.
- Sent, 11:40 PM, Wednesday, Dec. 31, 2014
why didn't you talk to me?! you know i always said i was there for you... why didn't you talk to me about anything?! i would have stopped you!
- Sent, 11:47 PM, Wednesday, Dec. 31, 2014
i'm so sorry i'm so sorry im so sorry im so sorry im so rty ims oert im so sory ims or t r yim osrr y
- Sent, 11:55 PM, Wednesday, Dec. 31, 2014
i'm so sorry, i wasn't a better friend for you. i'm so sorry. i'm so sorry. forgive me.
- Sent, 12:05 AM, Thursday, Jan. 01, 2015
hey
- Sent, 12:45 AM, Friday, Jan. 23, 2015
happy birthday
- Sent, 12:45 AM, Friday, Jan. 23, 2015
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC
your there, i try to be invisable
i cant take it
your there smileing casue you see me
i turn around
you call out my name and laugh
i shiver and turen back around
you smile that smile again
and i walk over
your smile its inviting
i get there and you stick your knife of words in my cheast
i breath, and turn and walk away
i go to the bathroom and cry
its happeing again
i take my pencil and scrtch the surface of scars that had finaaly healed
they crack open
i take my rist band and slide it over
nobody will know
i will live in scilence
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 9:14 AM UTC
I cut and I cut and I bleed and so I got told to do the butterfly project where I wanna cut I have to draw a butterfly and name it someone I care about and if I cut before it gone away I **** the butterfly and that person so I won't cut intell it is done and I probably won't cut then either I will always keep a butterfly on my rist and arms and legs and stomach and other places I don't have family my best friend shot himself at age 13 the day was March 22 2012 I had just left the hospital from seeing him it wasn't even 10 minutes after I left his mom called crying and I knew what she was going to say I started to cry and said he is dead anti he and she said yes he is it was my boyfriend at the time he died so yeah...
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
And they told me.. "Boy, you're no good."
"Which one of them?"
"All of them.."
"And you believed them."
"Yes"
"So what did you do? After they told you i mean."
"I shared my sorrow with this place for quite a few years."
"Close your eyes for just a moment. I promise, this won't hurt you."
"Alright."
"Which was your favourite place? Before it all started going downhill?"
"I.. I never really had one."
"Hmm. That's not true. You did."
"Enlighten me then."
"A beach. It was really sandy, and the sun seemed to take days to go down. It felt soothing, right? I find it hard to believe you forgot all about it. Are you afraid?"
"Of what?"
"To admit it. How much you loved this place. Would something bad happen if you tried recalling it?"
"No."
"Then what's seems to be the problem?"
"It would be useless"
"I don't seem to understand"
"Nobody believes i deserve something as beautiful."
"Haha. And what do you believe."
"I believe they were all right"
"Is that so?"
"Yes"
"Let's go for a walk"
''I.. I can't!"
"May i at least ask why?"
''I just can't! I'm afraid!"
"Of what? If i return. If i try, i will die!"
"I've seen the future. I know what happens. Remember?" He got up from his chair and opened the door. Immediately the sound of waves and seagulls flowded the quiet room. There was a fresh smell of salt all around.
"How about we go for that walk?"
"This won't end well."
"Right.. Because they told you so. You're good for nothing.. Get on your feet. Now!"
"Okay.." They both crossed the door and his feet immidiatelly got sinked into the hot sand. The sunslight was blinding. His heart was racing, his feet were trembling. "We really shouldn't be.."
"Shut up. Would you kindly? Tell me. How come such a beautiful beach is empty? Theres no one around."
"People are ********
"All of them?"
"Well, most of them."
"Hmm.. Is that so?" Suddenly some figures started appearing in the distance, walking towards them.
"What, what are you doing?"
"Let's put what you just said to a test. Shall we?"
"No, you don't understand. I can't. I don't want them!''
"I'm sorry." He looked at the watch on his rist. "It seems it's my time to go. He smiled kindy as he headed back, towards the door to which they both came from."
"And what about me! Huh? What about me?"
He offered him a formal smile one last time. "I Sentence you.. -He made a small pause- to life.." And he closed the door behind him.
The figures which previously appeared in the distance, where now almost next to him. Most of them smilling, others just looking curious. One of them took a few steps towards him. She was the prettiest of them all, with her dark hair and her white dress. Walking barefoot in the sand. She offered him her delicate hand. ''Hi. I'm Zoey." She smiled.
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 8:43 AM UTC
Stop
Sit
Rest
Share bread
Drink wine
Remember together
And celebrate -
Because - I'm - coming.
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 4:28 AM UTC
i can't.
when trimming the calico hairs on skinly jaw.
like trip-hop leaching out of your pearly *******
like magic-jesus.
with porcelain around her
animal seeds.
where i can find:
the swirling of Listerine flushing down the side of your throat.
like swabbing for cells from the floor of your tongue
like swapping girls.
or
(like) picnicking deep inside
flower-bait.blue
trilling Gatorade apology/
simulating love.
and even now. inside the folds of dead house plants
i would be okay if you stained my teeth
with anything
you
had
to offer.
horse-whole in the water-
milky for you-
white as cuticles.
like the **** me/ hum of the A/V cart
hooked up and left running:
nothing.
stuffy
in the boxed we built
i am more perfect than camouflage
like pipilotti rist screaming her lungs to pale ribbons.
as kimono as Kiki was real
she- as brave as anything
i found it out.
as fragrant as
the deepest rooted thing-
blissfull as the afternoon.
as
red
as good cadmium.
and that is ******* red
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 2:09 AM UTC
throw rocks at the sun
For the moment they glimmer gray
Make an instance of understanding
Relate life back to gravity
Rushing blood and solid bone
Bound to glimmer like that airborne stone
Be the one to flick the rist
Find answers to whatever destiny
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 3:03 AM UTC
Is that your friend or a snake in disguise,
If that person gives a advice that will lead to your demise.
Just some questions?
Snakes in the grass,
The only why to see them,
Is to lawnmower the grass...
Since young even now I still dream of being rich,
I'm on the road to the rich side,
How can you blame a black man, who works for fiends,
By serving them, doing the ***** jobs,
How can you blame a black man that never had things???...
There are only two ways...
The good news is you on your way to the rich side,
The bad news is you on the wrong way of the side,
I personally think being poor is better.
The only thing that a male wants,
Is a Rolex or AP so he can flex with his left rist,
Can never compare to someone,
Because we all disequilibrium.
All blessed but people thinking the blessing is not enough,
Always gonna be a shoe that's better than yours,
Always gonna be an apartment that better than yours,
The struggle contains beauty and all types of happiness.
I think being poor is better.
Live your life to it's betterest level,
Always esteem yours...
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 3:58 PM UTC
Like me
Do I care
THis night
People like me
mostly on my own
cofirm to me
I am like this you see
sort come to me natural
when all my thoughts
are far away
with people I know
People like me
are better off
on there own.
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC