sorrow
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Thinking of a past while looking forward ahead
What it was, what it means, what has been said
A long road of reflection the ins and outs of pain
Pieces are put together just to fall out once again
The golden fawn
pauses to drink
a lazy dragonfly arrives
importantly
he ducks and dives
The drowsy birds
list in the sky
They seek the shadows
so do I
I live in darkness
The time came
when we no longer smiled
as we once did at Table 26.
Nor as we laughed
when pouring rain pounced on our walk
so we melted a kiss against a tree.
L’amour est un rêve qui commence
L’amour est une chimère qui commence
C’est une ballerine qui danse
C’est un poète qui pense
It's funny how the brain works,
Suddenly reminding me of the abuse I unconsciously tried to forget.
Leaving me alone with the feelings of guilt and regret.
Laying down, too weak to move
Looking up, no more to prove
Tongue hanging, dry since noon
It’ll be ok, he will be home soon
Nose is dry, and breath shallow
Dark eyes, closing till slightly narrow
Hello reader I'm glad your here Do me a favor and lend me you ear My writings are dark and vivid This is where my demons come and visit Telling my ink pen to write the pain away Then giggle and run casing a muck I've said how my pain began When th
Hello reader I'm glad your here
Do me a favor and lend me you ear
My writings are dark and vivid
This is where my demons come and visit
Telling my ink pen to write the pain away
Then giggle and run casing a muck
I cry, but only by myself
Constantly I reminisce about us
Red was the setting sun, setting your silhouette ablaze
Your smile which shined brighter than any star
I keep wondering if you think about me still
“I want to go to New York”
She says.
I look back at her.
My little sister
With excitement in her eyes.
Now she stands
“I’m coming for you!”
A little girls says,
As laughter and joy
Fills the room.
A child
And a mother
Playing hide and seek
Fireflies flutter deeply within
while knowing he will flee again
pierces my chest
Desire swells in these lips
which ache to sip of him
SPINAL contusions upon final conclusions and delusions of sorrow that are rich and aged, if IM in reclusion i avoid confusion in seclusion from 2morrow inside of a cage, i stretch and reach across chasms of the deep, spinning a web of deceit and s
Nine days back turned I 28
Today you went away
Though rarely you made your presence
Which felt so strange and out of place
And it's Corona and no friends to pay
the last to you of farewells
Intellect breeds not upon the hunting ground of untamed innocence but rather in the wastelands of a thick yearning of the unknown
One that slithers and slivers upon stringent of lost souls of withering promises
Feathers scatter in the wind,
But they’re merely the thoughts of doubt.
I let them go with the rest.
Continuing on like always.
That crimson-colored sky
She shines bright
Like the moon
Stars twinkling
In her eyes
And yet no one sees
That those stars
Are starting to
As far as feelings go,
I'm the last one you should ask.
I've been meeting too many emotions
That I have lost my way.
Disjointed lines
And heartbreaks altogether
Made me a vicious predator
Sunsets IIThe sun is set; the cloudscape once softly drawnin gold and rust now fades to a single grey. All glow has gone; the wind bites coldly. Bear with your sorrow: the dawn comes slowly.
From her tears, she tells me she is struggling.
From her eyes, she tells me that she has suffered many sleepless nights.
From her frown, she tells me of her disappointment.
If I could change times arrows course,
I’d hastily retreat it many a face
To sail beyond your hearts remorse
In search of the pain each morn embraced.
The beautiful heat,
The scent of Ambrosia,
The last affront to the Gods,
The oozing delight,
That which granted mankind ascension,
That which the Gods envied,
That which they descended for,
I feel a deep, deep sorrow,
As life nears its final page,
The hard times that come with age,
It’s enough to make a good man rage,
But somehow, there’s a special sorrow,
How my heart can ache for the lonely,
Then I’d like to comfort them all,
Hold them close
Until their sorrow goes,
This great big world
Can seem so cold,
O woe, some end up alone,
Trapped in a glass cage,
No room to move,
To expand and grow.
I feel pathetic,
And so hungry.
Squandered in a clear prison,
I can see bright beams of hope.
Trapped in a glass cage,
No room to move,
To expand and grow.
I feel pathetic,
And so hungry.
Squandered in a clear prison,
I can see bright beams of hope.
Where does my soul touch my body? When I’m hurt why do I cry?
What does it mean to be human? Do we even catch God’s eye?
Our time on earth is short; we’re born, we live, we die.
The day I grew pessimistic of the world
I knew I could longer run under my mother’s breast and curl
The moment I felt the undefined shadow pierce my heart
Got me singin' on lost love and revelry
I can feel you pullin' on my heart strings
Your touch got me in reverie
Call me lover boy
Call me just to feel
"REBMEMER."
Those are the 8 black letters tatooed on his chest.
The eight letters that are actually "REMEMBER" backwards,
So that every morning, when he wakes up on base,
I see Brian's head cracking against the concrete and his chest halt, his brawny frame taking its last breath on the asphalt. I see the boy whose name I cannot rip from my lips with a gun to his head, and the trigger he grips paints the wall red.
The dreams that I had;
they are all broke
No purpose at all;
I’m all out of hope.
Blackness surrounds me
I can feel my peace call
As it hears my plea
At last the night will fall.
I never thought that I would see the day
When you would forever close your eyes
And I would have to see my guardian angel fly away;
So many regrets, so much stolen time
Weeping
Small watery beads fall
like tiny diamonds.
Glittering as the sunlight
sprouts from their surfaces
in prismatic tints.
I am the bolt of lightning,
Shocking, fast, and gone in an instant.
I create a smoking crater,
But of who left it I leave no hint.
I am the stormy ocean,
You were my big brother though we weren't blood,
Through everything you always came through,
Now that you are gone my tears begin to flood,
Wished I could've said goodbye, who would've knew?
My father passes.
With him, my world also fades.
My life is broken.
All hope is now gone.
What can I possibly have now?
Jesus, my Saviour.
After a few years,
My life is one great symphony,
So listen to its melody.
The drumbeat is my heartbreak,
The violins are my sorrow,
The low brass proclaims my rage,
heavy hope can be hard to carry,
and an obscure future, dark and scary.
here without you,
why'd you go?
didn't tie the knot, nor tie the bow.
before you left,
you kissed my nose
Walk along the tight ropeThat stretches over the abyssParalyzed by possibility And impossibly conscious
She didn’t know,
What would happen,
when he came to her life
She wasn’t aware
That she slowly changed,
to another person for him
All this time I’ve livedin another reality.All I did was giveand I was happy.
My reality is notwhat you would expect.But I wasn’t taught to not let it affect.
To the days...
I’m going to take you back many years,
back to when you had very few fears.
Back to the days of seeing isn’t always believing,
and being promised candy is always deceiving.
I look back on the memories we’ve had sometimes agoWhen life was free for every one of us, both young and oldWhen hiding in dilapidated buildings wasn’t a survival techniqueAnd death was from nature, not a man-made epidemic
i’m looking for something that’s gone once again
i don’t know who you are, can i call you my friend?
there’s a hurt in everything i say and i do
because everything seems to remind me of you
I cried today, and it's okay
In hindsight now, I can't fall prey
To doubt and fear, or dark dismay
Their dreary biddings to obey
*
I cried today, it's tough to say
Just why I cried, I can't convey:
It has been seventeen years
Since that dreadful morning
Thousands lost their lives unexpectedly
Hearts are still grieving
The events that took place on that day
Sadly presented turmoil and corruption
As my eyes rain this cold, wet sorrow...
My heart yearns for a better tomorrow
To feel lips brushed against mine
Gently pressed, one of a kind.
Yes, the cold is trapped in my sweater
Hey there Peter Pan,
Come from Neverland,
come to take me away.
We don’t have much time
So let’s make this last
I wish you would
Just tell me you hate me.
Regret my existence,
Abuse and berate me.
Send me away
With hatred and Scorn.
Hurt me so deep,
Down into my core.
Curse my conception,
Frantic wings beating blindly,
Bombarding the window pane.
Beak nimbly tap tap tap tapping the glass it doesn't see,
Jewel toned chest sparkling sapphire in the sunlight.
Salvaging dregs of past dues
Leaves me sullen in nightshade hues
Wrongly scathed and moreso accused
I dug up the backdrop blues
While laying down tripwire and land mines
To mark the way back
Having a broken heart makes it so hard to breathe
I begged you to stay, but I ended up having to watch you leave
Best friends? Best friends till the end?
I guess with time my broken heart will mend
The world is a maze of good and bad.
There are times when we are happy and times when we are sad.
How can a parent not care for their child?
Nothing but pure negligence on their part
Sadly, there was a lack of supervision
Right from the start
A dark scenery on display
With lots of sorrow
when i told you that you were so much more i didn’t expect you’d make me feel like i was so much less
you saw the stars in my eyesyou heard the ocean in my voiceyou smelled the breeze in my breathyou felt the galaxy in my bodyand the
Loving you was like;
running all the red lights
Loving you was like being
Rear-ended; going airborne
through the windshield
because a seatbelt didn’t feel mandatory
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Upon the lovely,
of America’s golden plains,
her monuments of past era,
made of steel and glass,
tempered with the fires of hope;
cast cold shadows
over astonishing rage of times.
Mother, please don’t go away.
You know how I love you…
I’m calling you, please answer me!
Please don’t go please not now!
Do you hear me calling?
Leaking, flowing, splashing
over my fingertips, spilling at my feet
Spirit bleeding
Joy fleeting
fleeing
Am I cursed?
Is that why bad things always happen to those around me,
Am I cursed?
Is that why none is there for me,
Am I cursed?
Is that why I'm caught is a terrible web of dispair,
Am I cursed?
When we got to the cemetery I felt bad about stepping on all the people. Even if they could not physically tell me, I felt like I was trespassing.
You sadly drown in sorrow
Because, you have been led astray
Following bad company was not a good idea
You have drifted away
Window of opportunity will close
There will be nothing for you to gain
Claiming sadness to be all your own
Your only comfort in life, the sorrow you've known.
Could anyone know the tear as well as you?
Be seduced by the pain, as it cuts your heart in two?
Every time I write
I just want to find a way
To tell you the same thing
With words that are new
Every time I write
I hope this time someone will hear me differently
Every time I write
U n t i l T h e T i m e
By: SeemsPoetic
O n e l i f e w e l i v e...
One life we grow...
And In the end...
Dear Mother,
Why do you allow yourself such dolor?
Say its for our sake but there must be more,
Since every day I see your face drain in color.
Dear Old Me,
Hello back there.
It's me, your future self.
Go sit down,
Prepare to frown
But know it won't last long.
I know you are
So innocent,
Though you may be rotten.
IF I COULD CHANGE THE PATH I DECIDED TO FOLLOW
what a fool I was;
i exposed
the depths of my soul to you
on dreary cloudless nights
when the moon was high
and the only thing
Her eyes mask her emotions,
Her gaze, as cold as the Pacific ocean,
As she holds the knife,
He begs for life,
Oh how I could certainly tellThe wildest of talesOf attempts triedAnd those that failed
Of the screech…Of the song,Of the melody thusWhat came nextOf ambition and lust
I remember when I heard the news.
It was hard for me to follow.
I remember when I went to see you,
My mind was still and hollow.
I made a promiselong agoin the riveras we rowed.I said to youI'd never cryand crossed my heartand hoped to die....We got olderas all do,and distance spread
You often find yourself in a trance
Because, you did not treat her right
She really is tired of your mess
Night after night
She has drowned in sorrow
Tears have fallen from her face
The days have been rough, the hours long
It is a one-sided battle, no one can win
That is not true love
Tears have been shed, I know not by you
That is not true love
Darkness strikes
Nothing but a calamity
Anguish, sorrow, and grief sadly appear
What a major catastrophe
Through the hurricanes and earthquakes
Countries are in a state of ravage
No one, just no oneNot he, not sheNot them, just no oneListen to youOr they justDon't want to
So stop screamingOh! You don'tJust don'tThat won'tWill help you
Love needs a reason to stayI prompt, is this the only way?To make it more strong and deepThe first time, I might cry and weep
It has been sixteen years
Since that dark day
Our nation was under attack
Total chaos in every way
Three thousand people sadly perished
Nothing but pure frustration
Along with sullen moments
Look at her, Like, you want to praise herAnd not chase herRender her at sightThat makes her face brightIf your look is nullThat will make her Dull
They drip and slide so quietly They are coldThe tears form a puddle And into it she looksAnd sees her reflection Such sad, dark eyes And the girl whispers Through cracked lips
Do you ever wanna cry but the tears won't come?For the fear, and the shame, and whats been done.Do you ever wanna cry but the tears are drowned?All you left with is an angry frown.
She cannot trust you anymore
You have hurt her deeply
Willing to always help
But, you have tortured her completely
Everything is thrown out the window
Fun times have sadly become a memory
She put her trust in you
But, you have sadly let her down
Always there and one who cared
Now all of the joy has turned into frowns
How could you treat her that way
She was once your queen
Senseless acts of violence
Sadly, took away innocent lives
Nothing but mass confusion
Filled with corruption and strife
Loved ones are grieving in sorrow
Tears are falling down endlessly
Love
is a broken promise,
signing away your life.
Trying to find
clarity;
instead, finding strife.
The music will play and they will call me up front
I'll exit my seat and wobble and shake my way
The pictures will flash on the screen
And I'll search the families for mine
I'll hear them before I see them
At 6 I never had a friend
So when someone came up to me and said
“Bare your soul and I'll give you the lint from my pocket,”
I told her, “You can pay me by being a friend.”
She wore the smile, she played the part.
She hid her feelings deep within her heart.
She put on a show, faked her smile.
Her feelings and actions are becoming idle.
No one knew, and no one cared.
all the pain gets bottled up inside
soon, you will explode.
that is what I did,
I exploded and it had consequenses.
those consequenses where scars.
the scars seem to disapear sometimes but,
Alone and staring at the wall
Surrounding yourself with darkness
Hanging around the wrong crowd
Has sadly, robbed you of your happiness
If you do not take those steps
And move towards the right direction
She may have passed on
Never forget what she meant to you
Forever was she your guiding light
And she never let you out of her sight
Very conscientious at what she did
Because, she always wanted the best for you
I am alone.
Or, am I really?
What hides in the shadows?
Is my fear truly gone?
I have flown through many ways,
Speeding the only test I know.
I move wrong, but I can't back-track,
Twenty sixteen
Why’d you have to be so mean?
All you seemed to bring was bad
I never felt so sad
I wanted you to treat me good
Instead I was like a car hood
Protecting everything inside
All alone with my sorrowful thoughts
Constantly running through my head
Making each moment unbearable
The silence only makes them worse
Trying to think of other thoughts
But they are no match for the sorrow
This past year Alice died
I cannot remember my last words to her
But I do remember how my sister cried
This past year Jackson was born
Windows are closing
Because, you have allowed opportunity to slip away
Time will sadly pass on
There is absolutely no one for you to blame
You are living in a state of poverty
And drowning deeply in sorrow
I never knew how much it would hurt
I assumed it was an innocent emotion
How can such innocence
Hold something so dark
June 23, 2016
The day I first saw you
The day I fell in love with
Rose
I never knew how much it would hurt
I assumed it was an innocent emotion
How can such innocence
Hold something so dark
June 23, 2016
The day I first saw you
The day I fell in love with
Rose
Healing the Heart
By: Burgundee Pannell
When I feel low
Full of great sorrow and woe
I am in need of music to flow
Through my fretful body
From my itty-bitty toes
In this day in time it is hard to find a way to express your sorrow.
But in my mind; if you dance, you'll be fine; and all you dread will be gone tomorrow.
Look outside.
Find a reason why you feel this way.
You seem happy.
You seem serene.
You seem strong.
All I hear are lies.
I'm confined.
The hazy summers in the hills.
I remember when we ran still.
They lay aching for our command.
Longing for a road lined with adventure.
Mountains in the way didn't keep us from wanting the sea.
Kneeling against these creaky doors,Lazily carving incisions,To take back my skin from the pain,Then I decided to spew out,A chalice of apparent relief,And fall into the puddle,Letting the tears benumb the stench,My insides clenched onto the despa
You are the reason that I am broken
Thank you.
For had you not broken my heart
I wouldn’t have seen myself reflected in the shattered pieces
A hard glare.
A clipped sentence.
A detached expression.
A broken emotion.
'Why?' Hurt, angst, unease, trepidation, the eyes refracted my pleading words.
'Why?' The withdrawn tone tore at the veil.
I hear the screams
I hear the cries
But when I try to stop them
The voices reply,
"Darling dear….”
“You've been talking back!"
I just gave you the link to my account.
I'm hoping you don't hate me for this.
But I wouldn't blame you if you did.
To say I was hurt would be an understatement...
Once upon a time
in the lavender fields
shone a sun in the deep blue sky.
But even deeper was the blue
that shone in that sun's
ocean-deep periwinkle eyes.
As it kissed my face
I express myself in the rain, the clouds, and the wind
The dark skies form above my head
And engulf me, in its eternal sorrow
Heavy once again
Sorrow permanently
Permeating
Penetrating
Over and over
The insecurities
Stab like darts
Tears well up
Out of nowhere
Leaking and spilling
Warm feelings
Memories of smiles
And outrageous laughter
With silly wiles
And for some
A happily ever after
Drowning in ecstasy
Waves of joy
Washing over me
Crushing me in bliss
Biting back tears
Holding in gasps
Choking on sadness
And sorrow
Falling in traps
Knowing it would happen
Faking joviality
But in the end
It was hopeless
Your heart is breaking
The Breeze is flowing, following the day
The winds in my face, brushing all away
My amber eyes, are seeing clear
Guiding me straight, through all fear--
But I call, I call, and no one anwsers
The darkness of this night envelopes me in its cruel hands
I'm swallowed in darkness - sinking into a black put that deflects light or even beauty
My heart is dashed into pieces
each becoming lost and forgotten.
I wish there was some beautiful poetic way of explaining how i feel.
I wish i could paint my words into a picture.
But i cannot.
Because i do not know how to make the feeling of absolute worthlessness,
I walked along the sandy shore,
The tide tickling my toes.
Wondering how you could want more,
Than an ocean to drown your woes?
The sea is there to drown our fears,
Its pattern never faulty.
All I feel is exhaust.
I am quiet at all cost.
Through the morning dew and the evening frost
I stay still and watch life pass me by.
Frigid, icy shudders
Heart so close to dead
Yet with her hand my chest it beats
Warm skin against frostbitten lips
A summer kiss to dull my winter sorrow
Her laugh could make the flowers bloom and birds sing
sorrow, pain, and mourning
every single day it seems to be storming
Nobody cares about me
as far as I can see
the days go by slowly
peopel run aroudn doing things unholy
The simplicity of things have turned to dust,And all that's left are little specks,That you can't decipher.Making things harder than before.
Caught in regrets
Pain, depressed
A Chaos, a mess
The sheer emptiness
The hurt and distress
It all makes the clicks
Enhance the sensation
Of deep nothingness
A glimpse of apathy,
I was never graced with such sorrow
Until Sorrow did grace me
He landed on my door step
And what other choice
Than allow him to retrieve
Dear me, Dear me
Be weary, aware
Not care so much
stay out a little later
Let the smooth night cover your blush
let the stars whisper happiness
and the wind hold your hand
Dear me, Dear me
I am
Exhausted.
Sleepy to my
Very core.
Worn out.
Hollow.
Point or pointless?
Friends:
Pros and cons?
Love, comfort, joy.
Worry, pain, lies.
Escape is easy,
Emerald amber mixes in between
the eyes that I stare into, and pray I am unseen.
Glass fogs and the words appear
to be smudged into my quaking fears.
Nose curved like a bell
Can I bring good into the world?
Or can I only bring pain?
Can I do good?
I swear I only cause others pain no matter what I do
I damage the ones I love
And cause a catastrophic disaster at every home I end up in
Alone in a dark room
nothing to come home to
she's trying to figure out why
Her light rises with the sun
then sets when the day's done
no matter how hard she'll try
So please tell me all that i should be, im not cut out for this, ive lost my confidence with a hint of incompetence, at least i still have permanence, just like yesterday the thoughts of you are here to stay, as they leave me paralyzed, so traumat
Sorrow
It pulses through me
Taking away my life
Taking away my friends
Welcoming my death
Death
I would find release
No more pain
No more hurting
Just nothing
Full of Joy on the OutsideNothing but Sorrow InsideHas my life reached chaosOr does depression rule itI have many friends yet feel aloneWhy is thatAre the expectations from others too much
Moments
There must have been one point in your life when you were secure, when your view of the world was unworn and pure, not filled with cruelty and utter despair.
He said he wanted a kiss,
so I gave him my love.
He said he wanted that,
so I gave him this
He said he would never ever leave,
yet I'm all alone.
Because he always wanted and I gave more.
When you look at someone you care for,
you do not see their imperfections; you do not see their mistakes
all you can see is the glorious light that they cast on you,
Worthless.helpless.Hopeless.
These are the words rattling in my head
As I lay down night after night
And fight the demons day after day.
No rest for my weeping eyes.
The slightest glimpse of his beautiful face,
The allusion of his angel like voice,
Could send me to such a magical place.
Being in his presence make me rejoice.
When it’s just him and I being silent:
It’s a metaphor, see?
You put the killing thing
Right between your teeth,
But you don’t give it the power
To do its killing.
But you don’t get to choose
If you get hurt in this world.
Dear Addison,
It's momma. Happy birthday. Today is the day I guessed would've been your birthday.
I think about you every day, and I love you very much.
I'm sorry I never got to hear your heartbeat.
There are two pieces of me,One of which you'll never see.It's shattered and broken-And shall remain unspoken.
Dry sobs are the worst.
The tears you feel coming
But never let escape.
The repairs for a sick heart
Poisoned by your own stubborn ways.
When you know how much it hurts
I wrote a poem about a girl,
And I though that I'd share it to the world.
So That it would bring hope to the ones That are heart broken,
And help them to find words that are soft spoken.
Orange blossoms used to be the sweetest scent
and grew to make me happy.
My grandma used to have a tree in her yard
and every morning I awoke to the sweet aroma
with my feet in dew soaked grass.
Like a breeze cascading throughout a city
Like the wires that transfer the electricity
Like a wolf howeling at the moon
Like a sad yet beautiful embrassive tune
Like a wave crashing onto the shore
My hope is powered
by the greatness of your heart.
My smile is fueled
by the sweetness of your words.
My mind is functioning
with the help of your rambunctious emotions.
i feel no pain right now but um sure im sure i will soon
with my heart slwly breaking becyase uts bekiongs to you
and i wont remenbrt this in the morninging
how drunk or how sad i was
I have always lived with strangers in my home.
The agony of not having a true family is greatly disturbing.
You see, demons terrorize my household.
I wouldn't call it envy.
I would simply call it sadness,
Longing, fate.
Or reality.
A slap in the face
But constant and always stinging.
The handprint left, so bruised a miracle could not remove.
I don’t feel like normal people
(Or at least, I don’t think so)
Simple emotions, certainly
Happiness, sorrow, anger
I run the normal gamut
With the others of our race
Feeling a thing
The sky lays low tonight
like a blanket of a flag on a deceased man
eagles fly no more
and the world we once knew
is covered by a blanket
of dew
But that dew isn't water
I, I, It- Stella D’Vine
I have to pretend I don’t feel.
I have to suppress the stress.
I have to swallow the tears.
I have to pretend to pretend.
I hate the way I feel.
I hate to feel.
Even among the noise that fills the room, the silence haunts my soul. Lost in the crowd, an identity becomes blurred and hazy. The tears don't shed themselves anymore, they too are trapped inside.
One day it's marked in your head,
others, it's in the air.
Like vapor, it lingers,
possibly poisonous.
It's up to you to let it
set inside you,
to take control,
almost killing you,
Fearless is the absence of the fear
Fearing less is a message held dear
Bravery or neccessity, the motive unclear
Tongueless or eyeless, his silence impure
A road less tread, a story unread
I am strong,Even if I do not belong.I am dedicated,Even if I am continually deprecated.I am loved,Even if hatred keeps me shoved.
Driving home that rainy night, Everything was normal, everything was right.I turned the same way I always do,quickly running out of time before curfew!Almost home, just a few miles to go,
Again, I'm here.
In the blue-glass-room.
Thoughts, as I see them,
are scribbles and tunes.
In my heart grows wide valleys,
in my eyes grows green brush.
In my feelings are gold pastures,
A wolf alone in the wood,
Not by choice but by cruel fate,
A social animal without a pack,
A mind consumed by hate.
Will you not take in the wolf?
No, of course, no one would,
Why must we sustain ourselves and reframe ourselves to bes the perfect image of what others defines as perfect?
The angel of death is so very wise,
because the angel of death
has taken so many lives.
So many husbands,
so many wives.
To death do us part
but the love stays alive.
my room is crowded with feelings,
and all i feel is alone.
my family and friends, they just pretend
that this house was ever a home
my mother, she really does love me.
she's the one who tends to my wounds.
The moment of silence lasted till noon
We all agreed that he was taken too soon
Some call it a tragedy
But our lives are not Shakespeare
And Death is no Bard
So what sense can you give me?
Cruise through the blues. Through the desperation.
Through the bruised times and the glued decorations.
Let the tune keep playin'. No more record breakin'.
I got room in my mind, dude, I left it vacant.
A sorrowful painter never shows their work, wrapped in memories, connecting words unspoken.// Aching with attention, craving another stroke of the brush, gently gliding over rough canvases.// Leaking misery the paint drips, along with your
A lovely day,
Dull yet gay,
For a peace
Prevailed.
But all was gone
In the blink of an eye.
Your role in my life is irreplaceable
Me without you, is the earth without the sun
Depression is an understatement
Pain is a quicksand, and I’m drowning in sorrow
My brother’s life was ended premature
I am scared and alone
I wonder what death feels like
I hear snickers and whispering at all times
I see hatrd in the mirror
I want to be numb
I am scared and alone
I pretend that I am happy
Close your eyes,
Close your eyes and breathe.
This can’t be me,
This isn’t happening to me.
But it is.
And you can’t help it,
But what did you do?
Why you?
The weight is over bearing,
I feel myself sinking into an abyss.
Help me.
An abyss that holds nothing but darkness in its frigid dead air.
Help me.
I try to climb out, I try to claw at the walls.
Help me.
I have failed.
I was not strong enough.
I was supposed to break the chains,
Eradicate my burden.
I merely shifted the weight to make it easy to carry.
The chains still wound fast around my heart.
This feeling of depression, sadness, sorrow . . .
Will this be the oppression of tomorrow?
Sorrow written with the tears tracing your skin,
Desperately shedding the agony left unspoken.
Sorrow that slowly consumes you from within,
Greedily slicing apart the heart that once dreamt.
ReflectionWritten by Adam M. SnowI am alone this night of flutter;confusion reigns, so I utter,
I wish, how I wish, I could just dismissthat longing feeling, that search for a kissIts like I'm trapped between the heart and the mind
I keep it deep inside
so my tears won't find
the many missing pieces of my
broken heart
Floor 89.
I think I'm dying,
Could it be that I have forgotten how to breathe?
In and out with every breath my lungs repeat
So Many Months Past
And The Weather Changed A Lot.
Never Really Counted The Days
That We'd Been Apart.
I Guess Chasing Fairytales Can Only Last For So Long..
I am suffocating.
The elephant in the room is breathing all the oxygen
and my lungs have become too weak to function anymore.
The tiles of my veins are cracked upon the impact
We were two minds into oneYour fight was mineMy tears shed through your eyesWe believed that our strings would never be cutUntil I shredded it to peices and walked away
Blossoming petals,
Sakura,
Softly glowing in the spring rain,
Shine!
Shine in the midst of sorrow,
A symbol of hope
And new beginnings.
I started just like any other
clean and pure and a heart that was whole
Innocence started to fleet
learned to walk on my own two feet
I stand in the middle of the storm,
Thunder roaring, rain pouring.
What’s this burden that we’re forced to play?
The game in which we will lose at anyway.
I stand in the middle of the storm,
To be humanity,
You must fallow every step,
Do as your told,
Do this,
Do that,
To be humanity,
Birds must cut off their wings on command,
Dogs must die for the nobles,
And cats must die when no room is left,
To be humanity,
Tears roll down my cheek.
They wash over my dirty face like a flood in the desert,
Whisking away the filth and barrenness,
Revealing the rich brown underneath.
My emotions are bursting out like a screech on a violin.
I miss you and it's this pain I can not hold within.
Blind, Oblivious, Bastards
I see you all, I hear you all, I know you all
You do not see me, you do not hear me, you do not know me
You speak loud words of nothing
Oh where has the time gone?
The days have flown by
We had times of joy-
We laughed together
And we had fun
We had times of sorrow-
We cried together
Sometimes I want to cry
but there's no more pain
to be felt.
I breathe in deeply
to let it all out,
but all that I am
is hollow
Before the fourth of July. I never knew pain so severe. Expecting a few firework shows with enjoyable sound. The bright vivid colors seem to amaze us all and make the little kids go wild. Instead i ended up with the opposite.
LonelinessIt eats at me like aninfectious diseaseIt crawls on my skin and digs into it like bedbugsIt stifles my heart
Make Me ForgetKiss me so that I forget what his lips taste likeTouch me so I no longer feel him
And today I morn
Holding the parts to my crushed heart,
I stare into the abyss of my dull soul.
I lost that timeworn, white gold wedding band, the one that represented a broken purity that we as humans have destroyed.
I lost my stern father’s posh shutter lens FujiFilm and for a while we lost track of time between then and now.
Rip out the seams
Unravel the thread
Cut open the ties
We'll draw with the red
Scream until sore
And voices are spent
Fall to the floor
And Bleed until dead
"For in that sleep... What dreams may come?"
Ah, but I know in my sleep
what dreams may come,
they haunt me by day
as black as the sun
For with your love went a piece of me,
Tock
Tock
Wash your hands.
Remember: paper, lines, game.
Paper: history, English
O.
Did I lock my car?
Memorize your lines
Rehearsal rehearsal rehearsal.
Caught off guard;
Shock held silent grip;
A few sniffles emerged;
Red cups in a fence with a bouquet
Spelling the words
RIP Spez.
For the first time
Teachers sobed openly in front
Sorrow
The tears well up in my eyes,
One by one they fall,
This is the end
This is it.
I can feel the pain coming,
Burning
Stinging
Fire
It hurts
Salty
Crashing
Waves
Spill upon the rainbow
Trails of black
Snake their way downhill
Cool
The rain drops fall, caressing her face
The tight curls of her hair unwinding
Her eyes look down, words lost in space
Her hands cross slowly, searching, finding
A small bit of solace in each other
If the beginning is the sunrise
Then are ashes the end?
Or is the end the silence
Of men?
When does the light refuse to fill
And when does man refuse to kill?
If this is the end is it saccharine
If I could change The World i Would change our generation from being Vanity slaves to Vanity owners of inspiration, the found hope of
Picking scabs
By: Anyssa Q. E
-and there was he, standing tall,
My vicarious, fretful counterpart;
Thrown to beauty, basked in awe,
towards the cosmos spiral light,
Please Hold The Applause Just Close Your Eyes And Here The Thoughts Of A Young Mans Whose Pulse Is Not Great
The Life Of My Life Is Unjust And She Lies But Doesnt Realize She's The Reason I Lost Faith
I can't say one thing!
Not one damn thing, without you criticizing me!
Just shut up!
You ask what I mean,
I mean Im Fed Up!
You push me for my 'own good',
The pain of not being able to call you
The hurt that comes with not being able to see you
The bittersweet light at the end of the tunnel when I think I'm finally over you
What is poverty you ask?
To a person who has had to sleep on urine stained mattresses,
To hide in plain sightNot because you don't careOr I don'tBut because we have a secretA love no one can touchPeople will tell us it’s wrongSo we hide itIn the shadows of the night we lurk
Is it truly fun?
To see them writhe in pain
Your an awfully sick bastard
What have you to gain?
If i hurt you as you did to them
Would you still be smiling
And decide that it's okay
Out on the streets, I run by many things
I run by the cars in their rush
By jagged cracks in the concrete
By hills of strength and downhills of bliss
My feet propel me foward
As I fly above the earth, thousands of feet over the ground, I see a desert. In that desert, I see hundreds of dry, lifeless riverbeds scattered across that barren wasteland. It is then that I realize that I am one of these riverbeds.
Love comes and goes
Just like the sea shore going back and forth.
It fills our heart up with joy
then it tries to kills us,
Just like the cold kills the trees.
Yet we find love everywhere, look around.
I don't depend on anyone,
my walls are in place.
Sorrow always seems to find me,
slaps me in the face.
These tears I cry will be my last,
for my father, stuck in the past.
He's lost in his pain,
Sword in hand, the knight storms into the fortress.
Swinging his blade, he strikes fear into his foes,
Slaughtering them, savoring each of those blows.
Spearmen pawn their poor lives for his sinful bliss,
The darkness suffocates and it drowns
Father please
The whole in the ground is caving down
Father please
Tears rolled down my cheeks with sorrow,
I felt I wouldn't live to see tomorrow,
I sat in a chair with my shirt over my nose,
Trying to cover up one of my life's lows,
Coach of the track team held a meeting,
I feel it, I sense it. It targets all my veins and reactions. My heart stops for a while and I can't breathe. I suddenly start to drop and watch as the Sun eclipse before my eyes. This is my pain. Can you feel it too ?
tears shed through our eyes of innocence all of which we cannot see
our passion and demon minds have not yet to perish
but grow a stronger flame
our thoughts so powerful and true its a beautiful tragedy we live in
Ever gave someone your all and felt like its not enough. when you cry at night and feel like no one understands. and its like you been on the same rollercoaster so many times. and your tired but the more you try to get off the harder it gets.
Where have you gone ?
Its been way to long .
A nightmare come true.
Everyday we search for you.
We pray that you are safe.
Only thing we want is to see your smiling face.
In its essence we are teased
Failing to see that which our ears detect
But even so, we are pleased
The human mind holds no defect
That with such synchrony
And all harmony
We can dimly see that
His feet were hard and calloused
Probably because he had no shoes
Torn and stained courdaroy pants
Worn for the past 2 weeks
Cracked mug found in the dumpster
Filled with loose change
I do not have nine lives
My wounds take time to heal
They hurt and I have no pain medicine
When I am abused, how do you think I feel?
I do not shed human tears
But I do make noise from the pain
How are you still here?
Jon, how are you still here
through all my pain and all my tears,
through all of the fears I've laid out
right before you?
I delved into my heart and rambled on
Why?
Why, god have to take you away
You were my hero in bright shiny armor
You guided me into the light
When i was hidden, hiding in a corner consumed by darkness
Consumed my pain and sorrow
Why?
I grow weary with every step I take,
down the endless broken path.
My head grows heavy with every breath,
my vision blurring through a swarm of tears.
Being a human, I want things my way.I want to be happy, What can I say.But for some reason, it never happens.I keep trying, but my sorrow deepens.I look at others, they seem to be fine.Whiskey doesn't help, neither does doing a line.Life is beauti
numbness is what I feel most
when I am alone.
tears rarely streak
across the flecked cream of my shell in solitude
all the while
Kill me or call me here.Set me free or hold me down.Give me a place here or kill me there.Love me or hate me.
So will you please...
Sorrow
My heart is slowly breaking into two pieces.
Nobody can hear my silent screams to my daddy, telling him to take me home.
You’ve looped yourself around me
You’ve laced yourself through me
You’ve tied your knot inside me
You’re tangled up about me
You refuse to let me go.
A joker isn’t always funny,
A house isn’t always a home,
A father isn’t always a dad,
A bad person isn’t always an enemy.
But twelve have passed, and thousands remain suffering.
And by now it is Thursday,
Bags under her eyes, but ever alert
Sleep was a luxury she can't afford.
Always moving and never staying long
Trying to look to the future,
but the darkness of the past blocks her way.
An ash in the sky there's one in your eye.An ash on the ground, it's grey all around. A fire in the air, there's fire in your hair.
I lost my grandpa,
one of my precious people,
the one who praised me,
raised me,
and also taught me many lessons of life.
It's been two months without him,
living in agony without
Miles to, hundreds from
Where my hearts pulled
Where the sun drowns
Where the wind doesn't blow,
We sit in silent war.
The cry's cold cut on the brink of hysteria
Hello. My name is Hunger and, I'm a whore.
I think I've seen many of you here before...
Allow me to explain.
When the land, kisses the sunlight
And, day turns into night,
Doc says I should start writing down my thoughts,
Says it might help me to find the root of my problems and in turn, the road to recovery.
Well, last night, I let old habits visit me and I woke up,
A winter night beneath the full moon is all that it takes
To strike the longing heart with the sharp sword of sorrow
Gasping weeps to the night carried by tears that keep me awake
You haven't talked to me in weeks
And I'm damn sure it's my fault or another
As I watch the sky stratify
Into blues from cerulean to robin's egg
And the people I pass are just shades in a jaded life.
What is freedom? Is it the light I see in this dark place? Is it just a word, or do I give the meaning to it? Is it the feeling of floating freely in poisonous water?
I can't always realize when I'm wrong.
I feel alive when the air brushes past.
The wind whistling in my ear like a song.
Telling me the time is over, the die is cast.
Why Me? Is the only question that lingers around me.
Why Me? Coming into this world in 1992.
Why Me? My mother is the only parent I knew.
Why Me? Still believing in dreams that never come true.
She screams into the night.
Howling in pain.
No one hears her desperate pleads.
Blood pulsing through her veins.
Thump, thump, thump.
how peculiar it isto barely know youand yet still physically feelyour bits of light, your bits of darkshifting my gut lowerto allow abundant spacein my chest for yourunintentionally planted seed
Blue.
Blue the drum, pitch and pang,
Steel-stain rim, resounding clang.
That which stirs the thoughts and actions.
Haunting sorrow, dire factions,
Resounding near, far and wide.
This is my first time putting my stuff out there. Wrote this when i was 14- 15. thanks.
red rose, red rose, oh what, do you say?
For alas and alack... He took my life away.
So this is a story of a boy and a girl
Who wanted to run away from the rest of the world
Their lives were so different
From the ones we all know
They hid their emotions
Never let them show
Watch the rain drizzle downIt threatens to ne'er endBut all wounds someday healAnd wings will always mend
Here one day, gone the next.
My dear child, why so soon?
The light of hope in my dismal life
struck down by hunger.
My dear child, why so soon?
Seeing your simple happiness filled my life with joy.
As her head lays on my chest,
I feel the knot in my throat grow.
Tears begin to fall down my face.
And all I can feel is sorrow.
God will never leave me empty.
I’ve been searching for so long
Eyes brimming with tears
Who knows where it is
What I thought was my home
Tell me O God
Why did you punish me this way?
Breaking all ties
Leaving behind memories
I’m heart broken,
Playing more games, this is my last token,
But I got change
Emotions never spoke.
I’m neck deep in pain, so I’m always choking
My heart remains as empty as the dark canyons of your spirit. If not for your words I’d be blind to your thoughts; for they are forever hidden from the eyes of onlookers.
The bitter sound of depression
slowly devoured my body
deeper and deeper
sinking into a new demension
where the full ocean of sorrow
was whipped again
far, far away
Days go by from that day
People were desperate each day
They would show their stuff off
They would even sleep in a loft
No one could bring up the money
No one couldnt even afford a donkey
Home was sweet once but now mommy and daddy fight.
Daddy hurts me!
Quiet he’s coming; it’s time for daddy’s special time alone.Mommy hates me, she blame me for everything.
(poems go here)Life is hard.
It isn't all lottery winners,
Full of billionaires,
and perfect couples.
It's grity, dysfunctional,
Slogging to try and make
What tomorrow is better than today.
A soldier shoots his last shot.Letters to worrying mothers prove,No news is good news.You are comfortable and safe.
A girl sits in this world
helplessly
waiting for a reaching hand
having no one to look up to
no one to understand
she follows the wrong things
growing up way to fast
her life is like danger
You’re crying and you’re heaving
As pain rips you apart
And I can’t help thinking
Of how you do have a strong heart
Tears are gushing from your eyes
Filled with so much pain and anguish
The written word,
So beautiful, and so unkind.
Brought to me by simple books at a tender age.
Writing was inevitable.
I learned to read to get away,
I learned to write to explain away.
Sitting in an empty roomContemplating on what to do.Eyes filled of tearsA smile to hide her fears.Not even her closest friend knowsOf the secret she withholds.Blood running down the drain
Life can be good
Life can be bad
But the one thing you can do is keep your head up high
And your feet down low
Their will always be haters out there
Poetry came in my darkest days
In a rehab far far away
My thoughts were a constant battle til we met
Poetry at first gave me my sanity
Now I write to help
To get my story out
To reach out to others
Stuck in an abyss, knowing I can’t resistFacing things without big risksEven if I’m bleeding from my wristsI’ll still look for happiness, even if it didn’t exist
Life is such a scary thing
One minute its complete and total bliss
But the next its full of despair
There is no way of knowing why or when
It will all come to an end
Loved ones are lost
The wild outburst of love
Led me to times where I endlessly write
It was an urge to bring out the emotions
That I continuously chose to fight
L-o-v-e, a blessing or heartbreak, we all may not retain
(Fast sad lane of reality, other stories don't match with family, left lost on the streets with insanity, none realized the real, feel what empty stomachs got without a meal, split one time so he'll make at least a dime, bedless because of bed bug
They say that your life
is in your hands
and those hands
carry your future,
but in reality
that future
reflects your past
and in actuality,
that past reflects where you stand.
A mirage upon the endless sands
The heat whispering for you to sleep
Your body slows to the movement of the timid wind
The will to survive has vanished like the waters
I am complicated.
There is more to me than people realize.
I have feelings.
Do they know how much I care? Do they know how much it hurts?
I am angry.
Fuck everything and everyone.
I am happy.
Show emotion? I can't
Deep within my heart,
Nice and tight,
My emotions sleep; inaccessible
I reach down
Try to bring them out.
Not far enough; buried too deep down.
Therefore, I write.
guess this is how you master dancing with the stars
a slew of ancient footprints in the sand
So pirouette upon the roofs of houses made of cards
sell scores of petrichor in little cans
Some people experiences love
others can only see it and write about it
Love is scary
Love is so scary
At any given time your own lover can leave
you without your permission
I think i was eight when i started to appreciate
a new world that had monsters, and dragons, and dungeons.
It was colorful when i felt colorless
insightful when i felt blind
there when i wasn't
Onion Peeling
As I write poems,
me myself is being peeled.
One poem by one,
I find my true voice.
Going deeper and deeper,
I find my identity.
Like onion being peeled,
I dive into my world.
I am so young but yet I feel so old
The sun sits high but yet I feel so cold
Sometime I question the route I chose
I question what it is that I behold
I wonder how things would unfold
Poesía eres tú y yo.
Poesía es la luz como la oscura.
La risa vivida hasta la muerte sufrida.
Poesía nos conecta a los dos.
Esto no es poesía,
es solo un simple gesto sin gesto,
o tal ves,
Most say it is just words.
Others say it's just for fun.
Some just hear roars
That leave it undone...
Darkness growing;
Fed by her tears.
Flooding her cheeks,
Mascara and eyeliner
Run; streaked.
Locked in a room,
Alone with the blade.
Metal meets flesh
And rips it apart.
Blood pours out;
A twisted, red river of misery.
Life is drained
As she falls to the ground
And becomes a waste.
Sorrow.
The sight of a mother giving birth
to a life that won’t live,
ending.
The wail that shattered the air.
Beginning.
The tears
on her empty face
drawn to a place
that is hollow,
Heart thrumming
Blood pulsing
Mind racing
Thoughts raging
Demons pounding
At my door
Becoming one of them
Once more.
Thinking the world is conspiring to go against your will
Your closest relatives seem to be the ones farthest away
The way you view the world has changed
~Give me a glass and our eyes will do the talking
~Maybe names could be exchanged
~By midday we'll tango,five you'll be flirting, and by six you'll be my ecstasy
Pain is silent demons, sometimes welcomed in our life
Often sorrowed for or about
The bloody red tears, that represent pain
Are all but real, for pain is what you feel
Tell me, do you feel pain from reading this poem;
Thursday morning, just like any other
I wake up. the vibe is different.
I have yet to find out, but
something is wrong
I can't see you
But I feel you
I don't know you
But I love you
I don't want to forget you
But I can't remember you
Alone she stands.
Her life lay in shatters,
Pick up the pieces, girl.
Pick up the pieces.
A broken mirror,
It's grave on the ground.
Pick up the pieces, girl.
Pick up the pieces.
I thought I can show her the way of love,
Make her feel untouchable like from heaven above,
Be her friend and also her one,
No more thinking her love is done,
Give her that light that she can not see,
Who am I? What can I say? The sting of thorns dripping with poison brands my heart as life slips from those eyes that I thought I knew so well. In my state, I have become the doll that mourns in silence.
I’m holding onto pieces of my past
My broken heart coerced me to resent
Thinking of the time I saw you last
Longing for the chance to mask your scent
When winter storms bring snow and ice and springs face hides beneath
And life is draped in cold regret where jealousy sinks its teeth
The road is dark and rough, though often traversed by those
Alas,
Hear the stars that twinkle above me
And hasten the moon to sing
And glide o'er the branded sky
Such sweet sorrow and endless abyss as never seen
And awaken me dawn!
As long as its in the future time will move me toward it,so im going to keep on fighting, while im struggling but its worth it., tired of all the hatred,im tired of all the fighting, so tired of my own lies,sick of my self portrait, disliking who
Might you be seen in dreams that strike deep fear
So now I take what peace I see in me
To heal what pain may be inside of thee.
As this wretched thing fights to see and hear.
To travel alone,
Through a lonely desert.
Everywhere you look,
Dunes of sand.
No one to share your company,
No one to stand by your side.
Tis a lonely world, this world can be.
There is something about me
That you will never see
My heart is breaking
My heart is aching
And no one seems to care
There's a garden
Grown by the Devil's reapers
And they plant souls
Of all earth's little creatures
They'll give you the peace
You wouldn't find in any preacher
Your hand holds mine so tightly I think you might crush it
But I know we both need it
Our hands are an anchor
To know we're both there
There for each other
There forever in each other's hearts
Bright smiles,
Dreamy eyes,
Wind blown hair,
Stomach butterflies;
Intertwined hands,
Never-let-go hugs,
Warmth of the kiss,
Oh, the effects of Love.
She couldn't fight against her own mind
This schizophrenic beauty
She couldn't find anywhere to hide
It was only her fantasy
I was sixteen when I was stolen.
Taken from the life of those who loved me...
I know they still seek me.
I wandered through life never thinking too much,
I was being watched, I was desired, and then they took me.
Tip, Tap, sharp pebbles fly
blistering as they hit;
slices that never heal, incurable.
Severed from reality,
a shun full of force.
"Freak"
"A joke"
Rain slithers along my body,
Mixing in with the blood seeping through my wounds,
Smoke filling my lungs as I make a run for the forest,
Bushes consume me,
Soil soaking up crimson,
Droplets staining the grass,
The silent song of sorrows played with ease,
As her tribal dress swayed along the breeze
Her feet dug deep into the earth with every stomp
In her native tongue she spoke a vicious taunt,
if darkness is night and morning is light
ill take all the dark
and bring You to My light
if spirits fly and bodies weep
ill give Your body
strength to sleep
if wills do bend and bleed and break
My love, won't you be with me
When you're back from a hundred years
Even though my heart is a prison
Please break me free from my grieving prison
With your beauty and your love for me my love
