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We loved each other.
I was to shy to make my move.
You moved on,
Thinking I had done the same.
But I hadn't.
The absence of you in my life
Ravaged my mind.
I sunk into the bottomless pits,
The pits of depression.
And now I am here,
Writing this in grievance.
The grievance over you.
I have lost myself.
I have lost you.
 Sep 2013 Zigmaz F
LJ Chaplin
Stars in my eyes,
But scars on my thighs,
Dreams of travelling,
But despair is unravelling,
Want to have a taste of cultural symbolism,
Too focused on a fast metabolism,
Tell everyone I'm doing OK,
Would rather fade away,
Apparently I've made people proud,
But I don't really see how,
Don't tell me I will succeed,
When pressure is the last thing I need.
 Sep 2013 Zigmaz F
jdmaraccini
Our world was built to control us impeding our ability to thrive,
induced into a system designed for wealth, power, and lies.
Most of us end up broken enslaved for what little we have,
the enemy divides our family as we follow another false flag.
A price is paid for not conceding to an affirmation worth repeating,
as our minds are all but defeated our souls are lost in a hidden war.
History repeats itself as we are kept under control,
when we accept defeat, we allow the enemy to grow.
I was a victim just like you as degenerates overtook my home,
life in the wake of calamity, cast on a pile of innocent bones.
I am not the one you want to convene because I question everything,
I am just a voice of honesty who was finally set free.
Who finally broke through the construct of lies,
the lies we were taught to believe in the construct of humanity.
JDMaraccini
2013
 Sep 2013 Zigmaz F
Wild Stallion
some say it's all a lie.
some say that i am afraid.
Some might call it an illusion.
Some say it'll never fade.

Like the rays from the sun.
Raindrops from a gun.
Sunflowers in her hair.
Close your eyes and you'd be there.

Like the waves on the shore.
Baby,come on take it slow.
Every night that i ****.
Fill my lungs with holy smoke.

I feel higher than the clouds.
Want to sing and twist and shout.
I love my mary jane.
Only one keeping me sane.

When the third eye seems to blink.
all the feelings starts to sync.
i say you might not know.
but Close your eyes i'll try to show.

Mirrors are all that we see.
I am you and he is me.
when all the doors seem to close.
Close your eyes and take a dose.
 Sep 2013 Zigmaz F
A
Beauty
 Sep 2013 Zigmaz F
A
A flower, beautiful with long strands of
hope, lies among the hills.
A bark in the distance, to remind her, beautiful
you are not alone.
A gust sends the slightest shiver down
the length they call her stem.
She is stronger than she thought after all
the times she has been damaged.
Picks herself up again and just like before,
beautiful stands again.
And though the sun may cause her to wilt,
and those heavy shoes may break her.
Beautiful stands again, nothing can defeat her.
A fallen heart set to rise once more
Long ago condemned to her deep oceans floor
Guided by dim hope
that now grows brighter
Eternity has fanned desire
Memories of past forgotten
Absolution now begotten
Seedlings of new inhibitions
Spread thyself for my fruitions
 Sep 2013 Zigmaz F
Rachel Gifford
Raw
Let me scream
Let me run
Let me fall now from grace
Punching the walls until my knuckles bleed
Feeling you steal the very breath from me
And I stand here alone
Trying to dig you out of my heart
I never realized
You bound me so
Softly stealing the light in my eyes
Seeping into my skin like acid rain
I believed in your lies
But I tried to survive
And all the glass houses I built
Believing to be friendships
Are shattering around me
Because I believed your lies
I believed theirs
I believed
Someone was coming to save me
I gave until I was empty
Until I finally noticed
You hollowed out my heart
Enslaved me to these lies
That I could never matter
Violation
The nightmares of abuse linger still
Just when I thought I could rise above them
I find another disaster in my heart
That can all lead back to you
You convinced me
It doesn't matter
Three words
I built my world around
And I hate you for it
So I cry out to God
Humiliated and broken again
Desperate
For a Savior
Free me from the lies
Save me from my past
Amen
 Sep 2013 Zigmaz F
precarious
Poetry is my voicebox
Instead of translating
Sounds into wavelengths
It transalates my
Thoughts into strings
Of fragile and delicate letters
Held together only by the weak thoughts of my mind
Barely heard through the clutter
And chaos
The jumbled fragments of dreams
All cracked from the emotions
That I've held in too long
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