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Meka Boyle Jan 2011
numb to reality
trying to defy mortality
you just sit around and wait
like a lost cause
banging at the gate
depending on fate
that against all odds
you'll get a message from your false gods
and rise from the dust
forgetting the difference
between ambition
and lust
hoping to embark on a mission
unaware that it'll be defficient without trust
so go with the flow
surrender all that you know
bend with the status quo
or bust
wait no
break out of this vicious cycle
in order to leave
you must understand
whats at hand
disband
from your troops
come to realize that what your fighting for
is a lost cause
behind a closed door
you cry out for more
living for the sensation
its reality that you abhore
stand still
filter your thoughts
distill
stay focused
on this hocus pocus
dont let the walls break
or out the truth will pour
to mix with your recognition
distorting fiction
creating contradiction
friction
a cure to your addiction
between you and yourself
you eagerly welcome
input from anyone else
all that you've become
is shaped from someone
with the worst intentions
you against the world
you can taste the tension
but your taste buds have the day off
so does your comprehension
its paid no attention
fitting into the mold
surrendering to your surrounding's hold
obey
do what you're told
the price has been bartered
you've been bought
and sold
the return policy
your last breath
held captive for life
untill your encounter with death
tests and trials
evaporate any denial
that could hide beneath your pleasent smile
simmering below is a truth so vile
baracaded and shut deep down in your conscience
lies the fact
that your unconsious
its on the tip of your tounge
but never mentioned
i guess that makes you
society's invention
Gidgette Apr 2016
In the great akashic records
Where mankind's secrets are kept
Is recorded every word spoken
Every tear wept

It is a timeless record
Of every sound uttered
Every love given
Every hateful word muttered

It keeps track of every soul created
All the lives past
Things that are forever
Things that do not last

It is the collective unconsious
Of every living thing
All that is real
And everything dreamed

Some have given name to it
As the great book of life
Where the creators record
Every good deed, and all our strife

Know that in our lives
Everything matters
Every deed is recorded in a book
And the pages, will never tatter
I am in need of litmus paper;
A wriggling creature indeterminately featured follows,
It does not sit nor stand no feet nor hands just wriggling waving scribbling in goopy slop, no stops
The smell of burning band-aids trailing in its wake.

Savage monstrous floatation above a tile sea,
Its motions are elegantly sick, delightful ****,  
And I think I am thinking I'd like to know what it thinks,
But then, I know I should never truly know.

I am in need of litmus paper.
Is it an acid, base, or an accidental space
Filled, yet out of place, a dogma to my face?
Recurrent in its situation, killed once, but a reactivation?

I am in need of litmus paper.
Somewhere, I find, I am in the trail it leaves behind.
In this sign, I am afraid.

As it situates, conscious or unconsious,
Wriggling along, regurgitating from behind itself over and over again,
Halving itself, then fusing whole again,
It stares ahead, using an invisible force, inward eyes inside a blank face, to its next traversed inch in the slimy tiles.

And I think,
I need litmus paper.
Savanna Jul 2013
Sleeping in I never liked
When I was a spirited kid

I was too anxious for the day
For new memories to begin

Now I look back and wonder
How sleep became my solace

When did it all change?
When did I learn to fear?

It used to be the unconsious trap
That I wished I could avoid

Now I yearn daily for it
I'm addicted to its silent comfort

To take a break from it all
Believing morning will bring change

There are chances of new memories
Ones that aren't so happy, that I fear

I don't want them
I don't want them stuck with me

I can handle my life now
But I'm afraid of what may come

When my past catches  up
Fulfilling the possibilities I've denied

Too many thoughts swirling in my head
It's exhausting

Sleep, please come rescue me
Keep me okay for now
Kritika dubey Sep 2016
human behaviour besicaly we cought to know evry thing but there are some point which is indivisiualy hide from us, here i am to inform that points ,,,,,
1- if we want to get sucess over the world then we have to be a perfect on to setup becouse sucess is to be need honest nd pation to a man,
2-it is said that when our heart beaten then is only behalf of some one is liking prson is front of us,but there are one reason behind that small truth that our heart is work with our eyes when we look some one which one we love or like our blood cerculation has been run fast nd heart working fast thats why is happing ,on the other hand it is also a truth that we look some one we dont lyk or love our heart would be beaten more fast at the same time,.. its rediculas but fact,,,
3-if u want share ur happieness than u have to be sprate the happieness ,nd if u want to be happy than before u made sure to make a smile to some one which need happiness,,
4-its said that ur pain could understand by who tolrated it,but i said own pain said to which person who had never tolrate it becouse ur shared ur pain experinced nd other one shred thier happieness experience,both things are xchenge becouse u got to know the real happiness nd fornt of ur got to know the real pain ,,share ur feeling with contrast feeling person ,do it trust me its amazing xperience..
5-our mind always observerd which things those our wanting to observerd nd the thing is the another unwanted observattion has been dissiperasd from the unconsious mind ,becouse mind and both are work with opposite direction,heart goes only which things that we love by us nd mind always goes with perfect which observed perfection ,,
6-there are the points of success,one is, god is always with me and second is, i am the best nd the last third is ,dont give up wather whatevr is situation is front of us, feel confident nd be  honest,,
7-it happen that,when we do love someone or hate to someone than it  possible to the same feeling for u becouse if we love someone than it is nessacery he/she loves u as well
8- Never give-up if someone humilating u becouse every person has been strong that kind of humilating,its gives us some energetic power to fought with sucesses of life.
9-sucesses has been comes to us as slinking and spread lots of happiness :) :) so we has to be patince and do hard work..
10-it is said that a man can do everything and that is 100% truth but for that we know the depth knowlege for the man"s capacity ...a man can do which things that he realy want to do not get only fun way.....but if man decide to get victory he must be dedicate his fully enargy his passion.....
so guyz thats the life 's fact which is unkown for us,,,,,,
Kritika dubey.....
Fenix Flight Aug 2014
my Onekyh
My Russian gaurdain
So big so strong
An amazing Guy

Lays unconsious in a hospital bed
An induced Coma.

Please goddess
dont take him from us!
We still need him.
His son and wife
Me and Hawk

One of the strongest men I know
It kills me to think
Of him battered and broken
Helpless.

Please Goddess
Dont take him
I will do anything

PLease
my Onekyh
Dont leave us!!!

I know you are hurting
I know you must be scared
BUT PLEASE
Be strong just one more time
Please pull through this

Come back to Us!!!!
my Onekyh = My gaurdian in Russian (friend's Russian and speaks it fluently)

A good friend of mine Magnum crashed his harley Davidson last the other night (8/6/14) and wrapped it around a tree. He had internal bleeding and the doctors had to operate to stop it. they put him in an induced coma until he stabalizes. I pray to the goddess Isis that he comes back to us soon.
Zoe Sue Feb 2018
You sleep much like a citys night
Squealing brakes on subway grates
Trickle down a rusty pipe
Leaky faucet to showering snores
Swingin **** chatter
Lining to living walls
That bear witness at
Writhing renewer
Shut out shut in
Classified conglomerate clasping
The thunder of a thousand thoughts
Or Dreams
A thousand thoughtful words
A thousand thoughtless
A thousand oohs
A thousand aaaahhhgonies
In repitition and random order
A hum to a hammer
A breath in harmonized heartbeats
Follows a breath plucked from puckered lips
Lush like advertised kisses
Stolen from a squeezed tight chest
Wont wake with a start
Even when your body quakes
To try and yank you from a mind
Unsettled
Unsettling
Hearing you murmur
Idle chatter at existense sans consciousness
Id like to caress your unconsious
Breathe calm into cavities
That slow that iron heart tempo
Astral project
Bait switch in place
Not a pain to replace
But if it could be the case
Id slink into your shaking skin
And claim it my own for the moon view
Then you may know a restful slumber
In Opposite minds rewound anew

In some corners before sleep we are lovers
I **** a soliloquy off your thumb
In starlight solace
Lament to lunar eyes
Sometimes too bright to look upon
Swelling softness swarms my gut with a glance

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