No moreSlit my wrists and hope to dieSit around and wonder whyI love you and you love meBut I want to be set freeBecause of you I can't leaveLoving you is my pet peeveClose your eyes, don't watch me fallCuz I'll want to end it allI don't know if I'm still hereOr if I've succumbed to fearI can live this life no moreI lay silent on the floorI have no more tears to shedClose my eyes, lay down my headSlowly let my smile fadeWonder if I should have stayed
ListenStop whatever you're doingDon't listen to those fake thoughtsStopPut your hand over your heart.....Do you feel thatDo you feel the beatYou're body is pulsatingWith lifeWith loveAnd with lightAnd if you listen close enough...You can actually hear that in those beatsIt's like listening to a clock ticking through timeNow, that's how to REALLY listen to your heartAnd once you hear it's beautyYou'll want to hear moreSo maybe it's time that you listen to someone else's heart tooBecause sometimesHearts beat in sincJust like how my heart beats for youSo dearLet's take a break from this nightmarePut your head on my chestAnd listenAs my heart beats for youAnd let our hearts gradually beat slowerAnd slowerAs we fall asleepInto a better dreamOk dear
BurnCan you hear me?Can you see me?Do you fear me?Could you be me?What do you think?Could it be true?Is it possible,That I could be you?Well, dear,What do you say?You sense that I'm here,And I'm here to stay.The words don't come out right,The pain just stays in,And there's nothing you can do about it,No way you can win.So let me hold you,And watch you burn.From dust you came,To dust you return.
FallI accidentallyRead those words again"Fall Apart"And that's exactlyWhat I didI turned to youHead downEyes wateringAnd asked"Do you thinkThat I mightFall apartAgain?".....And you saidThat youDidn't knowBut you did knowThat youWould do anythingYou couldTo help prevent it"But ultimatelyIt isn'tUp to me"You saidThen I worriedBecause you are my strengthBut thenYou lifted up my chinWith your gentle graspAnd gazed intoMy pool of tearsWith your very ownAnd said"Even if you doEnd up broken againI will still be thereTo pick up the piecesI promise"And thenWith youBy my sideAndIn my heartI knew I wouldn't fall apart againNoInsteadWe'd fall togeter
FarDeep or shallowFull or hollowAfter a while you don't even knowIt all rushed so fast, yet went so slowThe signs are clearly starting to showAnd now you're afraid as to how far you'll go
Hope"Hello,are you there?I can feel your eyes boring into me,I can sense your stare."Really,Is that all you have to say?You have no words of "hope" to tellBefore I fade away?"Please,I've come to heal.Trust me,I know exactly how you feel.""You know nothing!" I harshly whispered."I refuse to take off the mask I have on.The damage has already been done and it's irreversible now,for I am already gone.""What?" You uttered."What do you mean?"Wow, you're clueless. But it is pitch dark,so I guess the blood can't be seen."It's all over now." I whispered,finally a real expression of peace on my face.Now I finally saw that "hope" you spoke of,as I slipped away, smiling and staring off into space.
Blend InWith sharp words and empty smilesYou discovered the will and strength that I was lackingYou took a swing at me and liked the powerSo you just kept on attackingYou pushed me down and hovered over meYou lunged at old scars and kept on hackingYour grin full of satisfaction and eyes full of venomBecause you could see I was breaking and crackingThen I'm not quite sure what happened nextBut I was aware of your feet clicking and clackingThough I knew you were fleeingI was unaware of what sent you packingAs I picked myself up, my vision was blurringI collapsed in a corner, my mind slurring and slackingMy wish to "blend into the scenery" had come trueAs I slipped away and became part of the wall to which I was still backing
TwistI'll draw how I feelIf you really insistIt'll be a small pictureBut you'll get the gistThough it comes with a priceAnd it comes with a twistFor the "pen" is a razorAnd the "parchment" is my wrist
WingsA rip and a tearThe glimmer of dim light causing the metal to glareBut we won't stop thereBecause this is the only thing for which we still careDrip Drip DripWith every drop, we're falling fast and falling fasterPushed to the edge by life's unmerciful disasterThe pure cruelty of this world hidden by liesKept caged behind sorrowful, sullen, sunken, dull eyesAnd that's only part of our maskBut you should know better than to askBecause after the first couple of cracks and chipsWe decidedly seal our fake-smiling lipsFor we are already weakened and wish to hurt no moreWe're still trying to heal the hole you unknowingly toreFor when you went, emptiness was left behindWe can't believe we trusted you, we were childish, stupid, and blindYou must remember we're fragile and scared though we hate to admitWith every pang of guilt and shame, you know where it's going to hitAnd because our mask isn't easily
Coffeeguts pile over whitesheets and blankets.i spilled them to youlast nightand you still saidi looked lovelya black sticky stain.how many chemicalscan your stomach handlebefore you have to drown me?how much bitternesscan you swallow? ~~~you are mycream and sugar, darling.and it tears me in halfwhen you split your skin.if you aren't carefuli might not be able tosip you up again.i am a powdery shadowcold autumn breezesand breathless cloudsbut if i could keep youbreathing, my world might bea little more alive
Just RememberDon't grow cold, my dear. They don't know your soul.
how to write better poetry.i.drink down the wordsof the greats in a wine glass.hell, drink down the wordsof teenagers strugglingto straighten out thegas and brake pedalsof their pens.drink it all,carefully structured stanzasand sloppy melting wordsalike.become blind drunk.ii.make time for iteven if it's midnightand all the world is hummingits sleep song.dig up your souland shake down the dirtover and overuntil it becomes habit.(and I know that mightsound like a pretty metaphor,but it's easier said than done.)iii.do it when it hurts.do it when that one personyou never thought you'd loseleaves you nightcrawling. do it when you're so tiredyou speak in natural riddles,do it mentally at morning coffeeand grocery checkouts.force it until it feelslike breathing.after all, no one is born a poet;we carve ourselves fresh,make art from our owncremations.iv.find a springtime kidwith the kind of smilethat causes shipwrecks.he will warn you to stay away,but you will
WeightWeightThere is a weightYou asked me to hold.(Just for a while,Just for a while.)My tendons strain and snap,I lack your Atlas strength.The crushing force of gravityMakes me weak, makes me sore.Take it back, take it back,But you’ve gone away.I’m sinking down, I’m sinking down.The water rises to my throat.Pushing down, rising upDrowning and drowning and drowning.Take it back, please take it back,Where have you gone?I’m pinned beneath this weight,With water to my nose.My lungs fill up with salt,Choking and screaming and breathingOnly freezing thickness of water.Where is that mild friend oxygen?Where has he gone?My stinging eyes are blind here.I cannot to escape, unwillingTo shed this leaden snareWherein I dwell confined.By You.I grip it tightly.Surely I will die,Sweet air has left my bloodcompletely.I lay back and let black water take me,Frozen fingers loosen on Your weight.And all at onceit falls awaycompletely.I watch i
Feel like shit? Read this. Hey you. Yeah you, reading this right now at this very moment. You are awesome. No, really, you are. You may not believe me, but it's true. You don't see it because you're upset right now. Whatever you're going through right now, whatever has upset you or turned your life upside down, just know that it won't last forever. Nothing good lasts forever, that's true, but nothing bad lasts forever too. Eventually whatever you're going through will pass, you'll move on through healing over time, and you'll be able to be happy again someday, don't worry. As long as you don't give up. You may never completely get over it, or it may take years or more to move on from, but I can promise as time goes on the pain will become less and less. It may feel like no one gives a fuck about you, and you may want to give up on living, but please don't. I can promise atleast one person out there gives a fuck. And if no one does, then I do. If you have no friends, I ca
The Girl Who Was Afraid To BeShe speaks to me fondlyof passions and talents,of guitars and stars,with such breathless intensitythen stops short andapologisesfor speaking at all.All because somewhere in her life,someone she loved broke her heartby ignoringher beautiful wordsand telling her toshut up,keep it down,nobody cares.People aren’t born sad.We make them that way.
GayI am gay.I'm not a disease, I'm not a problemI'm not an afflictionI don't need treatment.I don't need helpI'm not sickI'm not confusedI'm not a sin.I am gay.I'm your daughterYour sisterYour friendYour co workerYour classmateYour acquaintanceA complete strangerI am gay.I need love, just like youI need smilesI need supportI need a hugI need a friendI need a familyI need acceptanceI need understandingI need youI am gay.I know what love isI know what pain isI know what hate isI know what life isI am gay.And I need you to love meThe same way you loved me before you knewI am gay.And I have experienced hateFrom more people than just youI am gay.And I wont change.I wont give up.I wont back down.I wont pretend.I wont lie.I wont deny.I wont hide.I wont hurt.I am gay.And that's okay.
what to say when you can't say i love you anymoreyour eyes were always soft, even whenyour voice went hard. for a while,i treated you like a god and i’mnot saying that i worshipped you,but i let you hold my handsand i told you all the sins i carriedin their grooves.i have since been told that they were neveryour burden to bear,but that doesn’t stop me from aching for youevery time i catch myself thinkingabout how it would feel to kiss the girltwo doors down. it’s been a whilesince i’ve confessed and i’m not surei remember how. the thing is,i don’t feel that guilty anymore.the thing is, holding hands is onlyten fingers away from letting goand we got so good at toeing the line of the cliffthat when you finally jumped, i forgoti was supposed to follow.sorry.i swear i thought i could keep you floating.i swear i didn’t mean to let the waterinto your mouth. sometimes i wishi could kiss you dry again but i knowthat’s not how this thing works, that’snot the way
Soldier BoyOne day he came home,A man given freedom.He looked in the mirror,And liked what he saw...The days wore on,And he lived his life.Morning PT was a distant memory,So too were the shouts of a Sergeant.Training came thrice at first,Then twice, then once,Then none...The days wore on...And life became harder,Sacrifices were made.He looked in the mirror one day,And didn't like what he saw.Not anymore...Not the pot-bellied man working for a few scraps.Nor the slovenly fellow who'd forgotten how to clean his kit.He earned his freedom, but he had lost what he respected...And the days wore on...And so he went out running, one fateful day,His lungs burning with every breath.Yet despite the pain inside his chest, He resolved the soldier, would return to his best."You've been gone a long time Corporal Chen, what say we go once more around the yard!"-Word of Chen, One-shot, 24 February
MaskMaskA maskWear a maskI wear a maskA mask that hides my faceA face that expresses my painA pain that rules my heartA heart that is truly in vain