"unbarable" poems
I closed my eyes again last night,
Hoping for dreams of the misery I love so much
The kind you can only bring
The sweet, cold touch of your fingers
Or the disgustingly loving sound of your spiteful voice
Anything to get me out of this terrible nightmare
But there's no feeling here but perpetual numbness
As I lay here staring into the darkness
My lungs grow heavy with the cries I've stifled,
With the frigid breaths that I dare not breathe in your presence
Even though you're gone now
And there's only an empty space where you once sat beside me
I can't do anything here by drown
Filling the room with my tears so that I'm left
Drowning again in the unbarable sea of silence
That you had found me in so long ago
Holding me by that delicate thread
And dangling me above the water's edge
I believed so much in the light you gave me
But it was blinding and by the time you had let me go
I was already deeply submerged under the surface of my dispair once again
My eyes locked hazily on the distant figure of you as you left
But drowning is a hobby of mine
And I'll do it again tomorrow night
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 2:43 AM UTC
Fleeing--Speeding Into The Impending Night,
Fleeing--Running Away From All That I Fight,
The Moon And Faint City Lights Lead A Small Trail,
My Heart Facing The Inevatable--Please Do Not Fail,
My Blood Heating,
Rushing,
Expanding In My Veins,
This Rehab Is Better Then Sitting By The Window Pane,
Tears Drying,
Intellect Dying,
My Heart Beating Steady,
And My Lungs Keep Trying,
Teeth Clench,
Human Hatred An Unbarable Stench,
Running Through The Darkness,
Running Freely In The Trees,
I'm Agile,
Fragile,
Though Strong As Stone,
In My Heart I'll Never Be Truly Alone,
As I'm Running,
It's Stunning,
How I Havent Stopped,
Usually I Would've Already Dropped,
Running--Green Irises Peel Back,
Running--A Human Heart Having An Attack,
Sprinting--Tear Filmed Eyes Glistening,
Sprinting--Those Same Eyes Squinting,
Retreating--Don't Try To Hold Me I'm Too Far Gone,
Retreating--My Wounds Have Begun Bleeding,
So Tonight,
Say Goodbye For The Evening
Nov 15, 2012
Nov 15, 2012 at 5:19 PM UTC
Hoped and surrended through the unbarable,
The unthought of weathery conditions .
Despite it all I continue to strive
to be solid , a thick skinned symbol .
Hard as a rock.
Cant fold under pressure.
Won't fold me under pressure .
Press any harder , shall garner marbles.
Sculptured crystallized image of my strength.
#hellopoetry #HiiiPoWER
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
I Passed You The Other Day,
You Looked The Other Way,
Boy From My Nightmares,
Boy Who Bit His Lip As He Dared,
I'm Just A Bone In Your Closet,
Water Which Already Came Out Of The Faucet,
And Went Down The Drain,
Traveled Through The Pipes With Unbarable Pain,
And You Spit Into The Sink,
Which Made Me Think,
About The Unbarable Truth,
As I Sit Alone In This Grey Leather Booth,
An Emergency Exit To My Left And Right,
I Want To Break Through The Glass Into The Light
Boy From My Nightmares,
Boy Who Bit His Lip While You Dared,
I'll Never Forgive You,
If You Don't Why You Made Me So Blue,
I'll Give You Hint,
Thinking Makes Me Nauseous--Making Me A Pale Tint,
You Are At War With A Flaming Soul,
Yet You Kept Trying To Take Your Toll,
To Break Me,
Shake Me,
With Mangled Hands
Boy From My Nightmares,
Boy Who Bit His Lip As He Dared,
Boy Who I Recently Saw On The Street,
Boy Who's Cost Me Days Of Sleep,
You Were At War With Love
Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 8:22 AM UTC
I ingest these poisons
with the hope
That they will help me
forget.
Forget work and
it's opposite,
life.
To forget who I am
what I think
what Ive done
I ingest these poisons
because of how
unbarable
the alternative is
Because this mind
isn't mine.
It belongs
to someone else.
Rembering this
is frustrating.
Which is why I ingest these poisons.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 2:53 PM UTC
Can someone explain to me were I have gone.
As I stand here surrounded by the people who have helped me this far, but all I hear is silence.
This growing pain from holding this wall up is becoming unbarable.
Me afraid?
Of what..
I don't have these kind of feelings.
Only faint smirks on the face.
One day isn't today. Today can never be one day.
Here I go
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 11:50 PM UTC
I hate this
I
Hate
This
All the words I try to put down
Are so full of ****
You'd think I had crap stuck in my teeth
I'm tired
Really ******* tired
I'm tired of being told I'm crazy
By the craziest ***** I know
Tired of being told I'M trouble
By a man who would lock up his son
Tired of being treated like the problem
Just because it's the easest choice
And I'm really ******* tired
Of trying to rhyme my poems
Rhyming is beautiful
Rhyming has rythm
And right now I don't have the patience for either
My words do not have beauty
They are full of anger and PAIN
And they do not have rythm
They are wild and uncontrollable
It's unbarable
I am a writer
I am a god **** poet
I guess I just lost my muse
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
Pains ment to be felt
Grasped and taken a hold of
It you don't,
It just grows until its unbarable
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 12:20 AM UTC
i could destroy forests with my love for you
it burns bright
but the people and places and things in its path
i cannot be held accountable for
the lives it may destroy
there is no blood on my hands
just love on my head
and affection on my heart
maybe this isn't the best metaphor then
i could melt icecaps with my love for you
its heat is unbarable
but the animals and shorelines and houses in its path
i cannot be held accountable for
even the penguins and the polar bears will perish
at the sight of my love
but my love is not murderous
it could never be
my hands and heart and mind and soul are clean
im just clinging on to stupid metaphors
that i feel like can describe
the multitude that my love for you grows
it comes in droves
and i cannot stop that
so sorry to you if i love you too much
ill try my ****** hardest to calm it down
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 6:56 PM UTC