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You're you and I’m me There’s no one else I’d want you to be Why can’t you say the same of me I came flying out You came crashing down
With golden locks of lace I waltz around this town This is no modern palace This is my old home town The people pass me by And whisper to themselves Am I the man that used to cry
We live in a country where, we become aware of political issues through songs. Songs stating, "This is America" its just not fair. Children being ripped away from their mothers,
(Intro) So, tell me how you really fell, Just tell me what you want. Afraid of falling for you, Could I be your only sun? Sick of playing wicked games, -And sick of playing of the part.
Life is tough when you fall so easy, you never see it coming Smiles make you melt, words shatter dreams of the lonely It's tough when he only looks at you, you fall faster
You have a beautiful smile, thats what you said. I laughed it off as just pretend. A month then passed and you were there, Right beside me combing my hair. Behind my ear in a loving way,
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,
You are there beginning through end You encompass us before we are even given a soul You shout at the thought of the fears we do send
I come to see you during lunch My heart, in pain to much You open the door and you see Me, in all of my vulnerability But you don't bat an eye, much like the other guy You hug me, But not out of love
Darkness and isloation the only two things I ever used to know mind your business hold your head down don't let anyone know you are here you exist you take up space but that doesn't matter
All I do is get on your nerves... Make you feel bad and make you hate me... My friends are anger, anxiety.. oh and well... fear.
PLOT TWIST. I hate poetry. Poetry is rhymes and meters... and rules on rules. It makes no sense. What you can write anything? ANYTHING. No formed needed?
Rejection. It hurts like a bitch. But sometimes rejection provides a greater picture to one's head. Rejection just makes me feel like I'm not worth love. Or happiness. Or even affection. And it's not the person who rejected me that hurts...
I’m so scared I’mscaredI’mscaredI’mscaredI’mscared I don’t know What to do How to act What to say I’m so scared
I wish I could say “I hate you.” I wish I could say “I love you.” I wish for these two things, And they tear me apart; One leading down a path of no return
Love breaks me like no one has before. The reminiscent sting of its every touch is like a million needles piercing my mind body soul. I want you to build me back up.
Hating poetry is easy It makes you think It makes you learn Teachers force you to write in weird ways To convey stoies you don't care about What even is poetry except dumb-downed writing?
It has taught me expression, but not through hate, anger, or ridicule. It has taught me to show my feelings, without foul language. It has given me an outlet, to express my hate towards society.
Click* The light flicked The darkness hid. Hisss! The cat whispered To the cockroach In the crib, The baby is dead, The house is filled with holes And no water,
When the morg fills with these bones of mine, please know that I was not alone. For inside me, was mind, made 1 and 3, the soul to which I cling from with in is composed of the holy trinity.
I am MONDAY, and I am here to tell you that Dear, i m not that cruel.. just don’t compare me with your favourite friday. That hurts me all the way.
i wouldn’t dare identify as an advocateof self-carebecause of the hatethat i bear
Love is like a rose, maybe that's why roses are givin' to loved ones on special occasions Such as; Valentine's Day, anniversaries, special events, and sometimes just to say I love you.
i spend my days now trying to forget your voice, the same voice that made the my skin stand tall, the same voice that told me everything would be okay,
Break the silence with a scream oh, ALL men will see! That nothing is what it isnt, So please be free! All men are destructive, So read something better than these
“Don’t talk to me in that tone!” Yes, mother, I apologize for my insolent self.
"Please stay with me, daddy!" "Please don’t leave me!" You were walking so fast. Too fast for my little feet to keep up.
This is NOT me! This is NOT who I am! This is NOT who I want to be!
We battle our masters with laughter that shatters the perception of contrasting stature. A giggle is a stave through the heart of catastrouphy. But we hide behined tears,
Life is meticulous. it lingers on, trapped in between the cracks of "destiny", and "maybe". and everything is shady or burning in the blaze of ray beams ... and right now its flaming.
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.
You broke my trust Now you've lost me I won't come back I won't call I tried And you lost me We won't talk We won't be friends You won't be anything to me You lost me
Break the bonds of doubt You are a slave to you, Change you To change your world, If you don't change your approach The outcome will not change. Break the bonds of fear You are chained to you
I do not decide who I am, for who I am is decided by another Some may think I strive to harm, but some may see me as their brother.
Burning You Sometimes, I want to just light you up, Burn you in your sleep. Burn you while you’re awake. It would be easy. I'd warm my heart with your flames.
Devil Eyes One has turned into two This feeling is so new I have heard this from you Goddamn What the hell did I do
The hallway was quiet.
Anger Hate I want to be I want to do But I can't Because it's you You make me feel these things Things I can't control And all of them different Love Hate Anger
That smile Broke me. Here at the start of suffering I let You, And only You Break my resolve And I simply Couldn't fight The tears Anymore.
All who attempt to Behold the wondrous works Of the ancient wielders of pathos Are to wait until eternal rest comes upon them
Pin prick after pin prick and thread after thread, we are nothing more then stitched smiles onto burlap faces that sit on workbenches of lost people. These chapped-lipped apologies seem stuffed and overflowing,
Dear K, Intoxicated were we, but intoxicating was your kiss, the night we first expressed ourselves to each other. Wrapped in your sweet embrace, unaware of future regret.
To the ones who have hurt me the most- I hate that you know when I'm holding back tears; how I play with my jewelry or pinch at my skin I hate that you know how I like my sandwiches-
I hated you I did You were loud and boisterous you wanted to be beautiful you wanted to be liked your first day of school at a predominantly white elementary school you looked for someone
The hate will growDrums of war will beatImprison all who do not participateBe with usor be forgot
Dear Lover, I am not a puppy or a little plaything you can choose because you think I am cute, I am not a creature you can punish for not behaving how you would like me to,
To my dear old friend,
Fake men afraid to have real conversations Adverse persuasion Scared of world view revelations So the same hatin' going down in police stations
A scourge of white rats Foul, diseased Intent on destroying everything in their path And the Pied Piper that leads them plays songs of evil They have been waiting... Watching. For years
The first time you love someone that isn’t your mother But when they go, heartbreak is something you now know.
To the women who broke my heart, I hate you... But I love you...
Dear Kayla, I hope you figure out yourselfFinish and accomplish things so you don’t have to rely on anyone elseDon’t be insecure, holding your breath, sucking in your stomach to appear slimmerWorking out, till you pass out, because you’re wearing
Dear Heart, You are my rythym,The sole reason my eyes flutter open every morning,The source of my existence,My body's only coping mechanism,And my brain's greatest rival. Although you are blind,
Dear me, You’ll regret this you know.Letting time slip by;it’ll pass in a flash.You’re leaving soon. You’ll hate this you know.All these hours you workfor a chance at more school.You’ll be there soon. You’ll doubt this you know.The path you have c
You pick the pieces out of my heart And throw them away without a second thought I drink of romance Carrying me today for your smile faked as a common manipulation
Beautiful sacrifices rest upon my throne Their screams and cries of mercy chill me to the bone A harlot I was, throw your lousy stone Set fire to my skin
Face flat - cold cement Strings that hold - strings that break All the things that you said- Meaningless. Yet.We defy. Nature. The odds. Authority. We fly. We soar. We breathe. We die.
Dear self, I found your old book. The book of lines and ink that pulled you out from where you were. Poetry saved you. I re-read the poems you had marked.
There has alway been a fire in your eyes. No one knows what you are even like. There's a burning sensation, Within your damnation. No one knows what I go through, Even though there's a dew. Under the mist and fog, You're a damn old hog.
You provide a picture as realistic as can be,Granting people far and wide with the ability to seeWhat others eyes gaze upon day after day.But to keep
Abhorrence burns my fingertips the tongue in my palms coaxing... the yells from my throat it’s like barbed wire on porcelain skin-
Dear Hate, I hate you. Always have, always will.I hate how you ensnare, trap, and tangleand like a fly I danglein your web of red hot anger.I hate how you make me crumple li
Fire was he He was the one who scared He was the one who burned But he also was the one who warmed You were saying you were fine Acting all alright Because you loved him way too much to leave him
To a Certain Skeletal Sickness Dear Ana, you know your devastation on me. When you take a physical part away, you also steal my soul
These days they're less likely to bleed through, us that is It's immaculate how you say you love me but yet I cannot see it I do not breathe it when we touch anymore, it is empty
They talk about fairness And honest wages. They talk about making it all right. They make jokes about work unions And they like to say it's all going to change Or they quite. But they are weak.
Moonlight streaked Through the rocket smoke Like blood rinsed through A butcher shop drain. And just like that They silence the disposable For we are merely a resource for warmongers. All around
Stars in the night Shepherds and wise men saw the star, That let them to the king of all
Because in baby showers the color is already since forever set in stone Because there are people this moment getting discriminated by their God-given skin tone
to my first true love, why? why do you treat me like thIs? you Hurt me over And over, again and again.
You were my first love, At least that is what I thought. You messed up my life, Because now everything I do is related back to you.
Wasn’t Enough I wasn’t enough
Present in class, under the antiseptic light of the lecture hall my words infect the air, and my fat brass opinion dissipates into discussion. The next hand raises
Dear friend, I love seeing you every morning. Your presence makes me shutter. I enjoy our small talk. It's nice. Sometimes there's silence. It's nice.
Dear mother, You were naive, and young, and not ready for any of this. But you wanted this. You wanted this, unprepared. Blinded. I was handed off,
I often wonder, Why are we here, Are we born just to die, If so why, Why is dying the only guarantee in life, Is there life after death, All of this begs the question...
Fight it, Come on, Fight it, I'm better than this, Softly addictions whisper to me, Late at night when I'm all alone, But I'm tired of giving in, I'm tired of abusing myself,
The brilliant dark is terrifying. It is brighter then any soul is dark But darker Then the power of any blazing suns light. All this And yet it is empty. All you can hear Is the echos
Once sacred bodies thrown promiscuosly about, Angels and Demons reside within the same house. Here lies a soldier, Here lies a clown. One missing its arms, One missing its frown. Here lies a Princess,
I try to love you, But I can’t. I try to accept you, But it is impossible. They’ve told me to caress you, But I only have blades. They’ve told me to take care of you,
Because I am not who you want me to beYou criticize, chastise, and punish meCurse me to the end of the Earth,And throw your religion in my face.
Dear mother, I banged on your bedroom door with a bleeding heart you pretended to be asleep I hate you I came home and found a note on my bed, in which you wrote
Oh, how these past few months have been filled with tears. Losing you was by far one of my biggest fears. You made me face it, with your sadistic, evil ways. And now we haven't spoken in days. Thank you,
Much is wrong with our society, Treating people like scum, This causes some to turn to anarchy, But choas without purpose is dumb. We all have a lesson to learn, Unity is the way to peace,
Dear world, Everyday is another day. Another day to wonder why-- why I'm shunned by society. Another day to contemplate our moral code,
I know your brain is wired in a way that makes you think everybody within a 3 mile radius hates you, is annoyed by you or thinks you’re a lazy cow.
On this night I'm in fright, Yet the darkness is at bay, For the shadows are lifted by moonlight. Normally hidden by the day, But now on the move, I shall follow,
Bitter Sweet Exhaustion I wish I would have known I wish I would have known That beauty is a just shapeshifter that turns into the nightmare shown
In the warmth of the brilliant, early morning sun, comes a shadow only I can see marinating in its holy scent the delicate gradations in between. It is a virus, a pathogen particular to you, but, as well,
Why don't they just shut up? They don't know a single thing. They have no clue they are my problem. I want to stay away from every single one of them. I don't care if they are "family"
I am not who I seemI am not a good thingI am million broken piecesI am an empty evil thingI am a wall built around myselfI am protecting the things hiddenI have a million different masks
Dear Lover, Because I love you, I let you walk all over me. I forgave your infidelity. I gave you my heart. You replaced it with yours.
Forever... Pain seems like a beautiful concept, as I sit contemplating your demise. I gazed into eyes constantly deceitful in nature, I guess that would explain you ignorant behavior.
Nobody wants to see beauty. In the uglyIn the sink, in the suffering dailyIn all the days before they die,The moments before they sleepSomeone is taking awful chances with chemicals in their body
I reside in a nest of twigs There is a spot on the bed Next to you My nest snaps under my weight The twigs They punture my back You are worlds away And I
Mighty is a strong word but strong is stronger. That may not seem right but neither is wrong. Hate is a strong word but love is stronger. That is always right but one is wrong.
I hope you know this simple fact, And if you don’t by now, I’m gonna say I’m sorry for you, Because all I can say is… Wow. I sort of hate your face, And your kind-of crooked smile,
Goodbye I wont see you again. We don't always love what loves us, But please do not forget that we laid out in the parking-lot
I feel alone in this loud room chaos is all around me and it will drag me to my doom I just want to be free they are so so happy, smiling while I lay there dying I've given up on it all
Love is enticing Icing on cake I'll go where it takes me I hope I don't break I've made journeys to hearts Universes apart I've seen, but I've felt much more
Let no man be lesser. For all Are mere specs on the backdrop of the void. No, they are particles Inside an expanse of nothing. We are Merely the reality of our
I drank him in like the fifth bottle of beer. Swallowing the toxic liquid, I relived the fear. It is one o’clock in the morning, I received a text saying, “Baby, I’m home from work. Show me your body. I love you.”
Do you ever just want to scream? You don’t care where you are at the moment You just want to let your voice out Scream at the top of your lungs Cry until your body is exhausted Hit the ground And punch
H-A-T-E A four letter word that holds so much weight It's funny how you can love someone one day Then the next day, that love becomes hate We all will endure pain We all will encounter hate
alone burning with anger becoming stone the only defense she gets hate from a stranger she didn't do anything worth offense .
It’s not okay You know, it’s just not It’s not okay that I can’t just be me You say that me is all I can be But, then, tell me why I can’t be me when I’m with thee.
Am I Am I beautiful? I know you tell me everyday That I’m more radiant than the sun But I don’t believe it for a second That I’m even remotely attractive Am I Am I smart?
We were born from the same star But stars burn out So we did the impossible We fell here To this safe haven But what is safe when it's gripped by your screaming? Can nudes save us?
The world is at its true point…BeautifulNo more, for the world now seems ever so TwistedWe now know what’s to comeBecauseThe media even says the same thingSo it must be true
wings flapping in the windhairs standing on their end crows calling to offendtheir life can no longer mend.she dreamed of nothing sweetthey could no longer meetshe watched her girl get beatthey failed to be discreet .screaming shouting hatingno lo
writing’s gotten harder than it used to be leaves thickening, stars playing games with the sticks they throw at me
Can you hear me now? As I call out into the silence shattering the illusion of peace only to refill the space with the weeping of the mourning, and groaning of the dead, the screaming of the innocent
see that look in her eye torn up broken wings how can she even fly the hate her life brings as days and days go by
Being cheated on hurts, Like a bullet in the chest Like being run over by a train Any trying to pretend like nothing is Wrong, only makes it worse.
Your entire life you have been searching for a home yet you only seem to feel at peace when he talks The way his voice soothes your soul and completes a part of you nothing else can
You love me, I sit in my room playing games. You tell me you love me. I love you, I sit at my desk in my room playing games. You tell me you love me. You love me, I sit on my bed in my room playing games. You tell me you hate me.
Because I Love You Because you are mine, because you are yours You've seen me at my worst, and held me true You've seen me real, I am free An open book,
Trudge through the mud and the rain. No rest for the weary No rest from the pain Lights and the shadows play tricks on my brain And my heart is strained against a Thick rusted chain.
I walked below The neon lights. Dark sky flashed against the green of slavery. I puffed a cigar My jeans have holes My shoes are split like pistachios With my black socks
Her beautiful white hair, Glistening gently from the suns rays. Her childish and warming smile, Always making my day. She suffered many problems As I watched it happen.
When sons no longer raise swords against their father. Who can stand? When truth arises out of her well. Who can stand? When the downtrodden are lifted. Who can stand? When the huddled masses embrace.
Because I love you I listened to you, Because I love you I cared about you a little too much I lost my self in the process of showing you my love, in
You fucked me up Bad. You saw me. Saw my soul. Clean and fresh And perfectly ripe. You set your sights
I put on my rose-colored lens The day I met him When the “I love you’s” and “You’re my everything’s” Were clouds covering a dark storm
I am a girl I am pretty I am shallow I am ugly I have low self esteem I am smart
It is terrible. All the hatred in our world. How can this happen?
Every time you look up at me towering over you, Your almond shaped eyes seem to grow larger on your tiny face. Like soulful puddles of warm chocolate, They sparkle with a sort of knowing innocence.
Because I love you, I care. Because I love you, I won't let go. But do you love me like I love you? Would you let go if pressured upon? Because I love you, I give you all.
It starts with an inkling A whisper of a secret that turns into a shout in your brain As the voice learns how vocal chords work better together Even when they are all raw from restraining
Silence was... Before you spoke. While still in my embrace Your voice ended in quiveres. Asking qurries we both didn't want to hear the answeres to. So they stayed rhetorical.
I've come to realize Not everything can be mesmerize For all that comes Always ends The pain it cost Can be played by most Such a weary situation For a " so to be " relation
Because I love you.. That means I should spend all my time with you Forget about my friends My family My life Because I love you.. I should give my all even when you give none in return
I didn't feel it, So I didn't right it. But you Still Needed To Know . . . . . . Suck it
I want to be with you all the time Because I love you I want to not be miles apart Because I love you Don't talk to other guys Because I love you Don't talk to anyone, just go home
Dear America, You call yourself great, but you’re built on ignorance and hate. Your flag colors are red, white, and blue, but show us your real colors; don’t hide the truth.
Oh leagality? Is there a solution to The problems?
I wish I could take you from your pain. I wish I could draw you a door So you could open it and leave, But paper doors are as thin as the notion. And we are two paper boats being set alight
When I used to sleep at nightMy mind would always take flightIn the morning I'd wake up and you'd just take flight I can't stand to in my sightYea ain't nothin rightAbout you and me Us and theyHe and she ain't shit All I want to do is loveWhy can
666 Or 17 years of age I was 18 When you messed me up. I tried You tried Money was And is an issue, And I only got 6.66 dollars In my bank account. It sucks.
The last of the warriors in me died today. They put up a good fight against fear, hate, and depression. But they threw their hands up in defeat today and the captain hung himself.
A healthy relationship. What is "healthy"? Saying I love you when you get off the phone? A good night and good morning text? A like on instagram? A tagged picture?
I learned the secret to success Is to push on when you can't. But my brains are battered My soul is wet. My hands are tired, Please don't forget, That I tried harder then ever To no good effect.
I charge Through the night Like a buffalo child. There is darkness in my eyes And my hope, It's a flickering light. As if it were a candle Disappearing into whispy Smoke
I once saw a star In the midnight air shining straight towards me Though it was lovely, it was manipulative Though it was manipulative, I kept wishing Wishing to the star,
Broken Fixers. This life isn't broken. It was never a working thing. The people didn't know. They cry
The lily is the flower for a home. But Californian poppies make me feel so home sick Roses make me angry, and any flower from Britain Is a flower for a whore. But lilies
I made a rope bridge Out of Broken shoe laces And Mirror shards. I know... It's just my luck. But love, Love has just about flipped it. My bridge was meant to take me From here,
Waking up, you're by my side , I'm so in love with you . I want to stay with you until we're old. I know you don't mean it love the kicks ,the screams,the punches. You're hands , so soft ,
There is a fragile world with a city made of eggshells. Alas, The ground is always cracked And the people are made of glass.
Sickening lies black hearted as they would say The lies convincingly told day by day They have gotten so good nobody can call your words false as my stomach churns inside
Dad, can you help me fix this shit? I keep trying to build mountains out of nothing, And you always could fix anything. I know, you'd pick a shovel up, and help me Dig my own grave, if only I'd ask.
There is an empty reality for men in this world. Taking all they had. The pastors, politicians, and bosses. They remove a man's heart. And they don't fill the spot with anything. They just leave it. Empty.
Politics & Religion Were never meant for polite society My parents taught me. But polite society doesn't exist At least in this day and age. Now and again vulgarities show Marring perfect plans
Let me tell ya about a time I thought it was in love Thought I was in a fairytale Made me feel like a princess Yea he also called me his queenAnd he bought be things like rings that bling and food never failed to make sure I was good But behind th
My girl is like a starry night. But without the bleakness. And only the stars. Sometimes there are clouds, But they are clouds of anxiety That cover up the light and glints Of fiery spikes of planets.
The lake I lingered as I tossed and turned, I dipped my feet in a pool of fury-- it burned. I scent the smell of burning ashes pondering in the midst, The nostalgia of a reserved and reimbursing scene, yet
Oh lord, Shatter my heart through The barbed wire fence That embodies my logic And philosophy. Let my heart be an open wound, Let it feel the laceration That is the result of your truths.
The great American eclips was supposed to be the end of the world. I spent it at work. One o'clock rolled around, And the world turned into a graveyard. All the workers shuffled outside to see.
Fairytales. They don't come in true colors. Some come in blue. Some come in romantic red, But some come, In Backless Black. In the depths of darkness,
When he wrapped me in his arms I felt like I was safe, No insecurites could touch me; He and I were the same. I could feel the dopamine release, as he pulled me closer. No pressures to have sex,
[(I was 15 at the time I wrote this.)] Because I'm not like you, you fear me, you hate me, you torture me. I refuse to be like you. I fear you, I hate you, I run from you.
Dark Hearts, Clouded Dreams, Undying Memories The wrath of blood slowly flowing down, my cold dead skin. This accident is gone, no tears are shed The world still turns
I realized, as the world before me was bathed in yellow and orange sunlight, that I have been cold. It is warm and homey and yet, I am cold. In my bones there's a sickening chill,
I am a wall. No matter how hard you try you can not break through this wall. My emotions are cinder blocks
I wish I were stronger— Strong enough to kill, To wield this blade against him And cut a smile into his throat. Feet that dance on knives for my sweet voice—
I cupped you in my hands and i said you couldn't leave. How silly of me. You burrowed your way through my ring finger and fought your way free. I saw a picture of me and you today.
Dear feminists. I'm sorry for your losses, you tried hard. But despite all your efforts to rule the world, you are still a slave. Just like me. Every black man, white man, and woman of every race.
To the slaves of freedom.
Killing time. trying to get people to understand me. but they can not. Just like i can not understand them. Every man is an island. seperated from all by the oceans of our skulls. trapped in our heads.
All around are people, too Busy to Care about anything except the moment they are in, too Distracted to notice that they are not the only ones that Exist. They do not have the time to see the world
Where have the days gone The ones seen in those old movies when sticks and stones were the tools of torture The ones where pain could be seen by others Where the scars were physical
Rapunzel so beautiful, So delicate, So mystifying. Her hair so long, Long enough to create a wall- Against all- Who dare oppose. She loved to wait upon her window sill,
Family has written the world couldn't persuade them into loving art yet art was hanging everywhere I stood. even coercing them for peace In a home of clocks and carpet and reconstruction
We are defined by the simplicity of a few words. Morphed out of nothing, as if expectations should really come from a boy in your chem class. He says he likes his girls skinny.
He chose to leave, never bothering to explain why. He chose to avoid me, I'm never going to understand why. What did I do to deserve such treatment? I miss my dad, but does he miss me, too?
The night drags on. It pulls itself from nowhere till dawn. And we all snuggle in our beds, eight hours to make it through our jobs. Girls leach off the men, and the men abuse the woman.
After all the noise. The sounds, the television The lights. The things I use to block out my mind. There is a calm. Here in this house, my parents house. For all intense and purposes a museum.
About to clock into work. These shoes are digging into my feet. They are black, with elastic straps to tighten them. I walk to the punch clock. I reach out to touch the keys.
Sadness floats like dust through the air. I can feel it on my skin. And sadness like dust can be seen. You can see it in contrast to the light. If we had no light, We would have no beams of dust.
I stock shelves at a grocery market for money. It's what I do. Not who I am. But I saw some flowers sketched onto a can. It was a vine of flowers. Coiled around the "S" on the words "Green beans"
Flowers made for war. A bullet for my sweetheart. I do kind things, These wonderful sweet things, But I want to see you bleed. Arousal from your torment, And a smile for your pain.
My bones are swollen. They swell against their joints. I know they are not. I know they can not. But that's how they feel. The needless in my feet, The bars in my mind. The shift feels like a
America the Great. America the Beatiful. America the Ignorant. America the Hateful. Something's not right here, I'm losing my mind here. Why is it, a gay man walks down the street
The world spun as I drove into the sunrise. Past the the piercing dot of orange light, Ants drove around in their cars going nowhere Doing nothing for no one. I watched the sun rise over the ants on the right.
A starling. You are my dream. Touch my lips with your lips Make me complete. Not all men find love. But all men are slaves to it. Chained at the wrist with heartache
Anger rises in me today, But angry things are not what I want to say. I don't want to say how I'm angry at man, For doing as much destruction as they can, I don't want to say how I much I hate,
Take my hand. We are only as good as the hands we're dealt. I was there to lift you up. When I met you I was young, but you were younger. I was a senior, You were a freshmen.
To keep ourselves from going mad, we tell ourselves little lies. "He didn't mean it in that way, it was an accident, it's my fault, he didn't know what he was doing".
In a mall , some big meeting going on, stretched out into multiple rooms, an important person takes their life. Major chaos ensues, fire bombs are thrown into all rooms killing pedestrians.
When I learned the truth my heart was broke So worked up I thought I would choke I was filled with anger and many different emotions My mind was nothing but commotion In an effort to save whatever we had
What is love without the hate? Isn't that the grand debate? But if the bad were to deteriorate, there would be nothing for us to appreciate. When did the world get to this state?
Do you see now? Our hate is causing people to bleed out. Our love has disappeared into thin air. The air which we steal from the lungs of another.
America the Great, or is it really so? People crying and dying, realize no means no. Rape culture, please do not touch me down there. Terrorists? They're just people, don't be so scared.
America.It is known asThe land of the great.But as days go byIt brims with more and more hate.
Make America Great Again, America was Great. America was Great, January, The third friday, The 20th,
America, America, land of the free But when did it become about negativity? From racial slurs to political hate When did discussions become arguments?
Are just words to tell who you are.Now some are calling today's generationSnowflakesBecause they think.This generation is too delicateThey also used that termFor folks they hate.This is not the wayTO MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN
Inconceivably generous. I am deliberate. ill-chosen, splintered, and imposed on. As a degenerate, I summon the Master's actions to justify my behavioral grit.
An inquisitive mind-- flourished from oppression into a cave as rich as Reed mine Where tourists can flood my thoughts Pick at my gold and sell it for their lives Stabilizing their own While weakening my historic rise
Crack crack crack this heart of stone! Open it wide! Murder me with loves lies! The lies that are romance have run me through! Your kiss was my demise, my death bed was shared with you!
Hate. Intense or passionate feelings of dislike. Feelings that rip apart friends, families, nations alike. Today, it is a feeling of honor among this nation.
How far would someone have to push you To make your soul leave your body Only for you to live anew. Everything you touch, Everything you taste,
it happened again everyone i trusted just blew up in my face the grenade ripped flesh and I am bleeding more than metaphorically get the fuck out you dont care you are sitting out there having so much fun
They take so much and never give back I feel as though we are under attack My home my family now all gone I cannot even sing my pretty songs Running away from those who take
Hurry and run This is no longer fun The boy is coming with his big gun The playground clears as we all hear The gunshots and kids screaming in fear They all whiz by I begin to cry
"Make America Great Again!" It's the slogan we all hear. "Americans are full of hate!" from the mouths of people that live here. Many years of suffering and depression. And all for what?
What I hate is how I don't love you but how I don't hate you, And I don't even like you yet I don't despise you But you ruined me I was never a masterpiece to begin with
Twisting words; Love is hate, Let's duplicate. Engulfed in black, No fighting back, The love is gone- I'm now your pawn.
Words like rain. Words drop like a constant rain, Drowning out all that is humane Words like rain. At first start small
Who could love such a beast you might ask But you are wrong to be asking For you should love with your heart Not those brown eyes That you use to see through everything but my heart
Pledge your life to endless pride We only want total control Pray for our nation under our God As we commit genocide - Submit to the conditional freedom Or become our hated scapegoat
You and I we´re made of broken glass broken dreams broken hope bitter dust burnt to ashes stuck in a timelapse of what we could have been could´ve done should´ve said
Blow absorbing hate They're clueless 'bout the vision Yes-I am one in seven billion Which is a fact you can negate But s'why I don't concede
you say it all the fucking time Should it mean more than what I feel it does? Nothing?
She is beauty She is dreams She holds misogyny Hoping for a better life it seems She talks to everyone Discusses their ideas and desires The only offspring with a say is the son
Hatred feels nice when no one’s there to love And the blisters of apathy fester. Hatred feels nice when peace is gone, no dove And nobody’s there to be the jester.
Everyone says I need to get over you But I can't seem to convince myself were throughWe're doneWe're overJust wish I wasn't sober Wish I could delete the thoughts From my headBut somehow
Why do I do such hurtful things.. My mind, body & soul are just in separate places I feel I'm not where I'm suppose to be
you are a monsterreaching through one to hold anothermourning from the inside outimploring attentionbut whyno one listens now and will they eversame as thisdo people change
"With our heads pressed to the wall they'll try to end us once and for all because of the things we pray we'll have to pay for it each passing day. They'll expect us all to fall
When a girl cuts her pink ribbons off her hair she is given the chance of freedom, adulthood, and the chance to save her innocent soul it is her choice to
These Feelings are so hard to express They bounce around in my head trying to get out. Anger, haterd, sadness, loss, But also love and care. It feels like no one else can understand These Feelings
I knew I knew I loved you when I realized my favorite thing about you was your smile and the way it could light up the darkest rooms in my mind
He's done unspeakable things He's torn lives apart Yet I still hear wedding bells ring They ring within my heart Oh, love, you make me foolish The lack of you makes me weak
Hate Unhealthy obsession Filling my heart Unsure of its intentions Love
What's the fun of making a person feel down? Is it actually fun to play with their emotions? Is it cool to see the sadness in their face? How do you live with it? If you saw death at their door?
People were buzzing Did you hear, did you hear what he said They were tweeting about the ridiculous lies He'll build a wall they said, they said He'll save us
can't we scatter our love like seeds in the spring and watch them grow and hear the birds singing and as the passer-by smells newborn fruit it will give them a reason to follow suit. can't the love we accept be the love we give? the hungry
I believed we were righteous It was why I had to run We would all come together Each and every one We made progress, love, and peace They said I was the man What we had was beautiful
Iliana Torres January 2017
I hate you. I love you. Do you see what you've done to me? My mind is in havoc, Confusion running amok. And I can't stop myself from wondering, What went wrong? You said you loved me,
Its amazing how I feel in love with you You were a pain in the a** and so foolish But you made me fall, how clever.
As cheesy as it sounds, loving is something I strongly believe in. Not the love you have for your pet or your favorite teacher.
365 days that go by like a firework exploding far in the sky. A true sense of awe and wonder as the clock strikes 12, a loud thunder. 8,760 hours that go by. Wait, stand, run, play, jump, fly.
My year has been a mess. I feel as though my heart went through a blender. Can I just have him confess? For I fell in love with my opposite gender. He was a sweet boy, Or so I thought.
you reap what you sow and i've sowed my sins so i plow through the ground that happens to be skin red furrows ready for planting all neat and lined up straight
I'm done hidding in the shadows. Let the poeple come with their words as daggers, and their glares as swords. Let the people come with their arrogance that buries hopes and dreams
Cast away the fire throw away the flame are you growing tired? feel nothing but the pain place it on the pyre your demons are to blame mirrors are reminders of the beast you cannot tame
I slashed wounds into pinked skin, Now I kiss them red as they burn. I pulled thoughts before they ripe, Now I soil them to better the taste. I use to lay in rivers wearing oleanders,
As children we are taught monsters aren't real But if they don't exist explain the fear I feel When I walk down the hallway or sit in the park I'm not afriad of the monsters in the dark
why do we hate why do we fight why do we kill why do we destroy but why do we love why do we care why do we live why do we create i assume its because we're human
Hush, hush, my child, Don't wail so loud; This is the way things are supposed to be. He is the bad guy, She is a gossip, Don't pick fights with the villains of history.
A blade seems friendly It is anything but A manipulating tool And in my head it now haunts. It once kicked away the Numbness That stalked my daily life And locked away Anxiety
One day, Sara and I we played in the sunshine, her eyes sparkling and wide. We sat on the grass to watch the ants march by. One by one under the midsummer sky. We lay on the dirt
Was he really that desperate?The words pound through my mind.Was he really that desperate?My legs threaten to give in beneath me. Was he really that desperate?
I am yours.Never will I say thatYou are worthless to me.Be there for meBecause you won'tMake me cry.You smile andHold me close,Using lies toHide was never your pick.
She’s looking at him and he’s looking at her And neither of them will speak to each other Over dinner there is only silence and the Quiet clinking of glasses and mushy chewing
Who are they? They won’t let me know. I was just 3 When they took me home Now I’m 16! I ask who they were.
Change, defined as that of growth and maturity within ones self, change is when you can go outside and feel as though you're strong enough to face the world...I wish I changed, I wish I changed to understand the difference from right to wrong, lef
My thoughts are killing me, my dreams are haunting me. My body is covered, with hundreds of scars. My eyes are liars, and so is my mouth. My body disgust me, I'm repulsive to myself.
I should never have written poetry for you. I respect that you care for yourself, But I hate that you never learned how to care for others.
In this house, we eat supper as a family, no elbows on the table, But remember, keep your emotions neutral, that way you won’t be called mentally unstable,
You’re everywhere, No matter where I’m at I can feel your stare, Following me like my shadow, your eyes trace my every move, I do not know the reason, or what it is that you’re trying to prove,
Your name tastes sour now when I say it, And yes I fell in love, I have no shame to admit, I loved the things you said to me, you always called me amazing,
Over time, I've seen hate I've seen resentment and anger If I were asked if I could relate,
He rests encaged his heart entangled as the Little Red Raven has done. The school children shout, they jeer, and laugh, as they say: Aye! It’s you who got pecked by the Little Red Raven
Here I am, an inferno in my heart A passion made of stone, A love made so exquisite. Humanity is not the same, Yet I can not see myself inside An envelope of development. There be spirals of letters,
See, society has taught us that everyone is beautiful in their own way You know, except the ones with no thigh gaps and no chiseled cheeks The ones who don’t have collar bones or a flat tummy
This darkness of mine is not worthy of my home’s beauty And you care not, for in you there is no darkness at all. You know not of the rolling hills that I sat and longed for mutely.
I was the type of person to immerse myself in hate. I was a first rate lover but had horrible traits. I found myself uncertin why everytime i'd pass a mirror i couldn't help but fear her.
You say you love me but you talk to me with such hostility You say you love me but you break me down emotionally You say you love me but you always bring up the past You say you love me but you cause me so much pain
how can i love you when you're so distant? how can i love you when you're so emotionless? how can i love you when you're not here? how can i love you when you're messing with other girls?
Pop, the leader of the age, Confined in today's mainstream cage, Who's designed to give what the masses want While every station encourages her flaunt. Rock, the rebel, born of rage,
Mi peca, Oh Lord It's dragging me down Filling me with pride Drowning me in sorrow Mi peca, Oh Lord It's tearing me apart Filling me with dread Drowning me with tears
I don't know what I don't know.That is why I never asked questions. All I ever wanted to do is "go with the flow",But then all at once I learned. About you and him,And you and that night,About you and everything I don't agree with.That day felt li
Because they didn’t like me, I would walk into class in my clothing that is different from what everyone else is wearing, terrified that someone would point me out and laugh. My makeup is heavier and darker than everyone else’s.
Having the poison seep into the pores of my soul, I loose control of reality. What is right& wrong.I loose the melody of all your songs. I turn around& see your not there to save me from my misery.
I see no color Not red Not pink Not blue Not orange Not yellow Not purple Not brown
So the tears, we hold so dear becomes falling rain, that does not wane.And the evergreen lies, that tempted the skies creating lavender blue water, never to falter.Inside her chest, a tree does nest it's beautiful leaves growing endlessly, spreadi
We ask ourselves, why do we still continue?Why do we still rage this pointless fight?Where is the freedom and love and happiness in this microscopic light?The answer was never in the books we read, the words of our neighbors, but in the hearts and
What’s inside me, you don’t want to see. An endless whirlpool of pain and suffering.I hide it away, for no one to see. But at night, it shows, drowning me in misery.A heart ache to heartbreak.
You were once the man that made my smile grow wide,But now you're the man that makes my smile die.Every time I see you, my heart decides to break.Every time I remember you, my organs inside me ache.I'll never forget those really good times, when w
Here again; I’ve built these walls.
My words are deafened by the sound of an unspoken tongue;A language more ancient than mankind itself.She uttered phrases that Shepard's used to heed their sheep
To be beautiful To be hot To have a skinny waist To have a six pack To have a Kim Kardashian butt To have a baseball players' rear
I love my little home. But I don’t get paid for loving it. I take care of it everyday, how come no one visits me? Is this little house only for me? I love my friends, all of them.
You speak words at me, but words mean little. You tell me things I don't want to hear, things that break me down. You tell me things I only dreamed of hearing,
When the sun shines I want to drink wine like a fish climbs a current insurgent, purgent Flowing unknowingly Growing unshowedly. The pines rise and fall to the grime time haphazardly
I see as time grows nearYou never were my loveYou could never be here We fill the air with gay soundsWe feast until the mornings sunAnd here is where we are bound
I have grown to hate my grandfather. I have grown to hate my grandfather. I have grown to hate his smile. I have grown to hate his smile that used to greet me with such kindness and authority.
What does my homework think of me? I’m sure it doesn’t like me anymore than I like it… It sits in a musty folder all day Waiting for me to pull it out
Parents. I no longer view this word this way P4r3nT5. Now this is much better A mess of stuff that is put together to make it look, decent.
Hey I'm black in america What are you doing? Why are you trying to kill me? I can't be black and hapy anymore? What happened to the world? I look around and I see hate! hate! hate!
And his mama asks "what's wrong?" And he mumbles "nothing" And he runs to his room, And he bangs the door shut. And he sits on the floor by his bed, And he sticks his headphones in his ears,
It's never is your intention But it happened nevertheless. Now your joyous arrival Leaves me in distress. I am angry with reason I am sad with distress I am disappointed with hope
I’ve struggled, oh I’ve struggled, struggled with what weave to order online The perfect weave…the weave that was designed to make me feel beautiful Let’s see where do I want to look like I’m from now?
I am a misfit I don't do what others do I write words ignored. My eyes have seen hate. My ears hear things I'd never say, They are full of hate.
I ask about love, And if I can ever find it. But how can I expect someone to love me, When I don't love myself? How can I expect respect, When I tear myself down? How can I expect anyone to trust me,
You say Beauty comes from within, but you always make it about my body. You say Patience is a virtue, but you keep wanting to go faster. You say With age comes experience,
i thought crying would dry You up, But You're still here. i Loved You With every last piece of me, From the darkest corners of my body. But i Will Live On,
Soon she will march in through that door, And my head will be struck by the abrupt reminder, A painful thunderbolt reminding me of our repulsive love, The sight of her prompts the formation of indescribable feelings in me.
I hate the world. Especially when I find myself In an office on a hot afternoon This is not my cup of tea. I am busy talking to people I couldn’t care less about; About shit nobody cares about.
I don't belong in my family, that is how I see it. I don't belong in my family, I know that they don't see it. The thing came in, adopted at two. I know he is family, he is my family too.
I want to cry and scream.Cry, scream, and pour my heart out to you.All the frustration and love I feel towards you.But I know you won't return.You don't feel the love.
GuysTall or ShortSkinny or FatFine or ehhEver since a terrifyingly young age I was taught that all guys are the same.As the years went by the question lingered on and on are all guys really the same?
What's the most important part of the outfit? For some it is the shoe, the shirts, the hair But for me, it won't simply be found anywhere. You can't buy it in a store, Nor have it tailored.
Mirror mirror on the wall I can't look at you at all. The image of me distorted will be, And my mind from it shackles will not be free. Mirror mirror on the wall You hasten my downfall.
On the occasionally sunny day, when it does not rain The Smiler walks out into the blue of today, and bike rides to the city The Smiler is one who, sees with open eyes
The beauty of the world has been masked with a false sense of acceptanceYou are designed In his favor and you aren't even smart enough to accept itWe simply continue to reflect on the irrelevant and neglect what's most import
Some are visible and loud in broad daylight But the wildest fires come through the night When all is silent, when all is dark When nothing is visible but what gazes upon you from the sky
I wanted to be funny, but they told me I was sensible. I wanted to be lovable, but they told me I was repulsive. I wanted to be nice, but they told me I was unrefined.
It's always been there, Whether I've known it or not. Never had I known that song lyrics were poetry. Never had I known that poetry held feelings. That they held meanings. That they held stories.
At thirteen I lost my reason to live, my sister, Virginia, became a stillborn My heart was torn in not two, but a hundred pieces A demon was created inside of my head I was told from others she deserved to die
My mind explodes with hatred. I was only told of the awful memories. I was only told of the abuse. My mom wanted to protect me from the bad. I was forced into a game of hide and seek except there was no one looking for me.
I'm tiered of waking up to see the news. How many died? Who bombed who? When I see the headlines I sigh, They outnumber those that show any hope, Faith in humanity so hard to restore.
A snagged branch I was when you brush your shoulder against me. Chills and goosebumps, you rewind to when I caught you by the edge of your torn up plain white tee. I wrestle with the wind, for the breeze seems not to hit me.
And so they ask, "What happened to Her?" Why does She bleed like a river of roses? Why does She ache even after the consumed multiple doses? Why does She cry all alone inside a room constructed of sorrow?
The notion that one becomes a poet through others to me is strange I grew from artists composer those with words unnoticed sometimes you forget the roots of poetry being music
I hate, I hate My son is eight The middle one's two For this I knew For two would Not b long for he In two short months He would b three.
You always say you want the truth... So I'll provide it But it won't be easy to understand Because I don't understand it myself. Sometimes I hate you. I just really really really hate you.
For the first time in so long I feel Pure. I feel brand new. It's truly amazing . I regret everything.
You're my first love. That's all I can even say. You make me smile and giggle and... And nothing has ever made me feel this way. It scares me. I'm scared I'll turn into her.
You blamed him when you fell out of love. But in the end, it was you that fell out of love. Think about that.
He tried. He really did try to make me his everything. And then you got in the way. Funny, ironic even. You told him to love me Then you ruin it the first chance you get. Bipolar much?
You two really are magnets. But you both have the same polarity. And maybe you were both purple once But he's red, and you're blue. But me? I'm yellow. And he and I? We're orange.
You used to always cry at school. The only thing wrong with that? You used to cry about him being my boyfriend.
You should be sorry. Sorry for cheating. Sorry for being a bad friend. Sorry for being bitter. Sorry for lying. But not sorry for existing. I'm already sorry for that.
You won't get married to him. Not yet, at least. I probably won't either, but that's only because you're both cheaters. But for now, I'm glad I ruined your chance with him. By the way, you're a terrible cook
Stop acting like he abused you. You're the one who calls him worthless every single day. Quit acting like you're all he has. We all know his friends and family love him very much.
You're not who you used to be. You know that. I know you do. But you also don't know who you used to be. You were never strong-willed and you were never really happy.
It is delicious and sweet, So simple to enjoy, When not having to worry about a thing. For me that's not the case. I love food, at least I did But the relationship is on and off.
Humans are Ignorant; Illiterate and Inexperienced. We live in a world Poisoned by Greed.
I should've noticed that you never actually cared. Shame on me. I should have seen that you hated everyone around you, including myself. Shame on me.
Hello, Do You Love Me? I know the last time we spoke you made it plain That you didn't care about me, or my pain You shoved all the blame on me And now it's as obvious as can be
Little girl sits in her room terrified, “The monsters in my head won’t leave me be…” “Go away, go away,” she softly cried. “I can’t close my eyes ‘cause they’re all I see.”
“Can we be friends?” he asked. “Sure.” She lied. (I just wanted more…) “Are you okay?” he asked. “I’m fine.” She lied. (I’m dying on the inside…) “I’m always here for you.” He said.
Guns, politics, and gays Just the subjects that keep USA minds astray Wars, deaths, and global warming Is someone up above trying to give us a warning?
Fear's child. you only know the terrifying gripping fear Pain's child. the deep and winding scars are your identity Hate's child. the red hot anger is what makes you feel complete
A bullet costs less than a quarter A life is cut shorter A bullet is made of lead A life is dead A bullet is fast A life's wound is vast A bullet hits hard
Darkness envelops me from that speck of light that I aimed to reach for Parents didn't believe in my depression and marked it off as "wants for attention"
You murdered me with whisperings of trusted secrets now in fling. Our trust you tore with rampant greed and flaunted my foolish empathy that marked you as my everything.
Nobody should die becuase of love. They should not die because of hate. People may die of illness. People may die of old age. Why kill over differences? Why kill over your hate?
Cold world Icy hatred Cut bonds Bitter dawns Lies and mistakes And amidst it all Your chest aches With the heavy Very heavy weight It goes on And on The battle
I sit here lying in the closet Hs moving with your heart and i cant keep watching 100 times he's still begging you to stay I don't think i can live this way Im sleeping Your screaming
You hate you I love me I love you You love Me You hurt you You love me I love you
They tell you to trust.
(i’m going to tell you a story today, a story that reads like a nursery rhyme that’s how common it is, and i’m going to tell you all the parts, all the facets of it that show a different picture like the faces on a diamond slowly turning
leave me be let me see for myself the cruelty i know you supposedly didn't mean to hurt me so why am i sitting here with my heart bleeding and these tears streaming let down and left down i lay praying
When I was 7 years old My mind was consumed With visions of angels The soft glow of the sun The splashing of water
When will it be ok To no longer hide From a world full of hate And a society full of lies?
Hurt runs deep Tears are shed Hearts are torn Love is dead Try so hard Always fail Bruised and scarred Blood's red trail Makes it's mark On my heart Like a bullet,
Shadows are my friends, Keeping me hidden from judging eyes. Blanketing me with promise of safety, And protection of hatred. If I can't be seen by anybody, Then I can't be hurt by them.
Live everyday with no regrets and to the fullest. As you should always be thankful for the people in your life and the ones that decide to spend their time with you.
“The Bird Who Never Flies” written for those who never managed to let go of something they love. She always looked at me as something I could never be.
Immigration… I can barely begin to talk about it Immigration is a hot topic in the news these daysTrump says kick the foreigner outKeep the American paidBut the foreigners paved the wayYou see without my people There wouldn’t be what is todayBut
I always wrote. I used a pen as a teething ring. But none of it meant a thing until you. Until you taught me how to bury my love in the words. You never knew,
This is what it feels like to be hurt. To have the breath knocked out of you, Whith a word or two you killed me And as I sit here typing I realize You broke me. I realize you took from me.
Ever since I was a child the world looked so bright It seemed like all the darkness was pushed away by light But my young mind couldn't comprehend all the truth After all I was in the starting of my youth
When I was younger, I hated you. I hated you for leaving, for going to serve the people instead of staying with us, for putting your country before your family. I
We have all become savages; we just don't eat each other Ask mr to explain that, Yes I will Two young men robbing and elderly lady across the street, Leaving her laying here like a corpse
this is the day the one single day on its own its not much but maybe thats the point it doesn't have to be much I mean we don't remember days we remember moments and not every moment either
forced and false fake will fall you must be real to withstand at all because smiles won't get you through hard times but peace and prayer through this upward climb stand in line
Please don't hate me for something I didn't do Please don't hate me for the people I'm related to Please don't hate me for the color of my skin I don't hate you Do you not hate me too?
Mortal the word which strikes fear in our bravest and shakes even the most reasonable minds... giving birth to ardency in apostasy but also dogma, hate, and intolerance.
Hate is a blood red. It taste like a bitter melon. It smells like smoke. And reminds me of fire. It sounds like the growls of wolves.
Like a ballet dance on blades,Your mind is a fickle thing. Relevé, going fully en pointeOn razorblades,Slice your sole to sorry shreds--So very fucking sorry.
I absolutely need Love. More than food and air, I thrive on love and attention. Amare. Upendo. Renmen. It drives me and motivates me to live life in a way that is pleasing to all that know me.
Thank you for the help Every day I walked in to your room you looked at me with wrath Any paper I gave you, it was not good enough
What I Can't Live Without
Unknown to you, teacher, I'm here to say the class hates it.The way you teach, and how many things you can assign in a week.The class hates you, we have no need to debate.Because every day we sit there, quietly.
I've lost faith in others, I've lost faith in myself. I had forgotten what it is like to love, And gave into anger and fear. I started to shut everyone out, For fear of getting hurt again.
Hate, violence Fires, Riots Fights, Never stay quiet All caused by two words, Not Guilty It's fair, it's unfair People asking how can this be ?! The pain is unbearable for most
I'm done with all of this. The shit I go through daily. The unexplained silence, As bad as the fucking words I hear. The judge mental glance a sharp dagger, That had stabbed me in the back forever.
Hunting tools, Fire, Coexisting, Art, Boats, Wheel, Guns, Electricity, Phonograph, Gold, Evil, Conflict, Hate, War, Heartache, Fear...
I love the sky I love outer space I love you And I love the human race I hate society I hate egos I hate discrimination And I hate the unknown I hope society changes
What can you tell me?Is this the land of the free?If I enter a store,Will you search me all o’re? It’s okay, I understand.To your fear,I fear,I have lent a hand.
Fallen hopelessly Trying desperately to find Solid ground, But the Earth keeps Shaking, her center Growing cold. While shooting for Her stars, gravity pulling back in,
Once you have seen her you never forget. A girl who is too hurt to forgive... The boy with the bruises on his heart. This girl, The girl with the shattered eyes, Has no one to listen, No one to talk.
Im sorry if you cant relate. I swear to you this man promotes hate. If you do not believe me attend a rally. Just sit there, dont speak, dont be rowdy. Listen. Listen to what they are really saying.
Every day, Every party, Every line, Every shot, Every girl, Every pill, Every joke, Every poem,
“loved ones, your feelings determine mine” this is what my voice proclaims but does my heart truly sympathize? i encourage you to confide in me but is just it to reciprocate my ego?
All I need is my Bible, my faith in Godpursuing through my blood and enveloping loveFrom the man who taught me to hate, and stole my loveMy teacher, my abuser, stole my heart away.
I can see myself now Stranded on a deserted island Away from you Alone. I grumble at the sun Hot sand stings my toes The roar of the ocean hurts my ears.
Putting her on a pedestal makes you a fool. Lust only lasts for so long, so take time for yourself so you don't get stuck in the wrong. Return to your interests instead of what controls you.
He broke me, dragged me to his dingy white van I could not stand, bruised and waving out of reality for how could he do this to me Even that night beneath the stars
Thick thighs Golden eyes Innocent smile Shared desire. Frantic heart Jump start. Lost in time Lost in space. Thick thighs Golden eyes Wicked smile
I fell at the first moment of battle But I didn’t get up until the end, As I scavenged for food I found a foe But we quickly became friends,
If I showed you the happiness that you do to me, would you stay? Even just for one more day. Cause I know I'm a wreck lately, and I've been nothing but a pain. Do we have anything left to gain?
I go back all the time, I tell myself the truth and make the right thing simple. So why do I fall in the same hole? When will I see the trap and not walk in? I am not my mother.
Chasing the future, consumed in the past, With thoughts that never last Forgetting the present I see at last All I need is some Satisfaction. Shooting down time, marooning hate,
Chasing the future, consumed in the past, With thoughts that never last Forgetting the present I see at last All I need is some Satisfaction. Shooting down time, marooning hate,
Let me tell you a story, Fantastic as can be, It's about a perfect man, He who died on a tree. It was not a hanging, that's far from true, It's called a crucifixion, and He died for me and you.
I saw The shadows feed I fall Finally cut too deep I call Out can't you see? I'm flawed So from the heart I bleed I'm lost Give up I'm finally beat They killed
I have been beaten, broken, and blamed I have been disregarded and ashamed but by the digging through the light of the untamed
"A feeling of fire Deep in our bones I'm not the liar With a heart of stone But go ahead, Call me out, On somthing you did Go ahead and shout It's not like they believe you
I'm not gonna lie it burns for me to say this faster than our love apparently you thought we should quit said you couldn't love me before you love yourself
A world divided by race, A people shackled by hate, For if there is bigotry, Then there is no liberty. Although we are different, We are all significant. Do not fear difference,
"Have you ever felt Lost Tossed You are chained They didn't pay the cost You did With your nightmares
"Yes your majesty You claim But it turned to trajedy Not fame The core left me Am i to blame? what's it bring me? Nothing but shame But when i called out Nobody came
"Tired of fighting Chains that you don't see? Tired of bleeding Feeling like you cannot flee So tired of hoping For a moment of relief Tired of searching For the right key
"Take me to the river Where i feel free Take me to the river So forever I can see Take me to the river Where tides wash thee clean Take me to the river Where alone I can be
If you take a second and just look around.. left, right, up, and then down.. I want you to think to yourself what happens when your eyes close.
It’s small and white. Beautiful with its purple stripe on the left and complimentary hint of green on the opposite side.
"Freak Geek She's sweet Oh please Stop with the name calling While in far away places soldiers are falling Babies are crying Starving Parting ways
I'm being so selfish, I'm not the only one with problems not the only one going thru it, not the only one whose depressed, &' they tell me not to drink but somehow I still just want to do it, some people I knew died last year, and even though
"My crys are silent I am not violent But still you break me This pain I'm taking, Once it was yours But then you locked the doors In front of me and them But every now and then
Just a normal day open my eyes and wake up But I hate the word love straight up So to the bitch who ripped my heart out wassup Tell me how’d it feel with the other guy?
Watch those eyes,they'll pierce holes in your soul. Watch that smile,It'll cut your heart in half. Be weary of that walk,It'll stop the oxygen in your lungs.
I’m asleep oh so gentle, so calm. I wake up to a touch on my arm. I jump up scared thinking he’s back, I then notice the feeling was myself touching my arm. “Anyone there?” I ask frightened.
I can feel the pain of the memories burning at my chest The tears I’ve cried a million times I felt it burning Burning passion Burning shame Burning love And hate
A million cities burning in my mind Send thick black smoke in pillars to the sky. The earth lets out a deep and mournful sigh, Its children turned so violent, so unkind.
I saw those cold streets Glass shards covered over the sidewalk in November And every time you speak a little of your soul leaves your mouth Dead bodies and warm blood with the intuition to kill
And she used to be the sweetest girl …Ambrolletta !! Is what I called her The lightest feather no man could ever catch her Made you torture when she left And if she stayed it'd be like death
Self esteem fizzles, Popping bubbles like tiny glass, Shattering myself worth, The clock on the wall strikes one, Darkness makes the room gloomy everything turns grey, As I close my eyes stars,
Just because a person is different Just because they are fat by your standards, Or skinny by others Or a mom at 16 Just because they don’t have your level of self esteem Just because they are perfect
As I sit down in the dark corner I can feel the walls begin to slide, I feel trapped, trapped here inside As if this is my last goodbye.
People say the relationship is toxic. That he'll kill me. (It surely well might be the case) But it's not your business I tell myself People say the relationship ain't healthy.
To be scared is to be alive. It is the thing that stops us, Prevents us from harming ourselves. It’s why we don’t jump out of windows, Why we don’t stab our eyes, Why we leave spiders alone.
Hate Creates love Forever changing and lasting impressions Combines hate with love Neither are masterpieces Both are tainted Both beautiful But Beautiful both Tainted are both
“Sniffle-sniffle” Went little James On a rainy Friday eve One part sick Two parts sad With nothing to relieve He teared up With eyes red And all day did pain and pine
Light of my life, Light in the dark, I wish that were true. You would never let me look up, But now I have
This thing that we call love I don't want to be a part ofSomething so insane something so dire I feel is if a part of me craves itIt's no longer an option when I hear his name but I know this won't last
Another child. Another friend. Another son. Another daughter. Another neighbor. Another cousin. Another mother. Another father. Another lover. Another classmate.
It's such a plot tiwst, When you're your own worst antagonist. It's not people who hurt you, It's late night thoughts you drew. What happens when you're the biggest enemy?
I would not give you the pleasure of Killing you in your sleep. I would be making it too easy for you. You definitely didn't give me the pleasure. My eyes were wide open. I witnessed every moment.
I haven’t written in a while, and maybe that’s because my stomach turns when I think about writing. See every time I pick up a pen with the thought of pouring out my feelings, my brain turns to you.
Mother, I knew it. I knew you were the one to tell me I wasn’t good enough. It was not my teacher from fourth grade or The mysterious boy I fell in love with when I was sixteen. It was you.
Your beauty was overwhelming and your smile seductive. The words you used were endearing but destructive. My days with you were fantasies, and now my days alone are torture.
Love Hate Broken I loved you I hated you I was broken by you I loved your smile I loved your laugh and the way you made me feel I loved cuddling
My oh my it's all clear. When one door closes it's true that another one magically appears. This new door has venues and deepness for days and skin as soft as the breeze on a beautiful May Day.
You have filled my lungs with your smoke, You have stained the backs of my eyelids. When they speak of love, I feel you. When I close my eyes, I see you. I wish I could let you go,
Why does every planet have a moon? Why can't these words lift up out this tune. Why are there police shooting, innocent kids, like politics are crictal? But this rhymes I'm spitting are lyrical. Guess it's the sign of the days.
Subconsciousness of memories flashing back as a motion picture
I don't love you Thank God I don't love you You didn't break my heart But you did break something inside me How could you do this to me? You said you liked me You said I didn't need to be nervous
i am love but i am so full of hate sometimes i swear i love you and i do
Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. A disorder they called it, haha. More like a misnomer. I wonder what they think when I tell them. Some go - that makes sense, others I couldn't tell.
You tell me who to be, and then refuse to walk Along the beaten path you carved for me. I stumble along rocks, and smell each blooming bud. Why do you make things so sweet and empty?
I Didn't Love Me I didn't love me
Love is strange It can be misunderstood Sometimes it is a result of fear A drop of compassion, A dash of respect, A pinch of naivety, And maybe some caring nature There are many types of love,
I wanna know the music you listen to when you're sad It says a lot about you about how you handle situations when you feel lost when you feel lonely or when you feel angry
You smile at me, When there's no one better to smile at. You sit with me, when there's only one empty seat. You laugh with me, when there are no other jokes.
Girl : Why can't I have this job? Boss : I don't like your hair, I said, it is too red. Girl : Is that a problem? Boss : It is not normal, you should come more formal.
pour the dirt over my shoulders bury me in your lies. lead me down a path of darkness show me the wrong ways to go. wash me down with sweet honey go ahead...heal my scars then slice them back open
My dark soul takes apart the dread that is life Leaving behind a empty void waiting to be free and filled Waiting to be loved and held While I stare into the void that is myself I think
Eyes made of ice, And a heart made of stone. Everybody hates her, She knows she's alone. All she wishes for, Is a single friend who cares. One who comforts her,
There is no need. For your kind words. It was an HONOR . To have served. In the United States Marine Corps Of the Nation of my birth. My four uncles in my family.
I’m not over you.
Hot, sticky, and wet
Hate is not a word I care to adore But there is only one who could wear that title
Inconsiderate to others Inconsiderate to yourself Why so heartles? Emotionally distraught inside Emotionally froze out Why so heartless? The bully of the pack
I hate my speech! I hate how sounds are released, I hate how my S’s last longer than a Second I hate how my lip tightens . Half of the word is cuffed in throat
I sit here alone.Sadder than my mind allows.Alone... With someone who hates me.That I can never seem to get rid of.Abused... By my own thoughts.That fold me into olbivion.
I hate myself. Why? Because I can’t do what I want to Even though I should be able to I have no good reason why I want to Or why I can’t I never get what I want
O love, thou fateful fiend of fiery pain That dances on my heart as if it were A joyous song whose feet pound out a train That draws my life, amid its thorns, to her.
He was nine. Hadnt experienced a thing Expect for being tortured, harassed And the horrible things that words can bring Words hurt They hurt more than sticks and stones
Hatred Such a powerful word A word that should be expressed less A word that should define an emotion But something that is wrong. You should be gone, Away from reality
To deal with HATE Of Race Of Religion Of Sexual Orientation How a person speaks Are we not children Of our planet? ~ Ricardo
Do you ever just want to kill yourself?
Observing the vestiges of common humanity I am engulfed in processes that are reminiscent of the ages when obfuscation was predominantly a matter of undiscovered science converging into a
Fix my wasted days, weeks, and months Fix our rotten peaches and our decadent dreams Fix the pouring rain; never let drown our parade
do you ry at 3 in the mornin worryin bout me roamin
Devastated and destroyed, I can feel my existence crumbling. The tension in my body, the strain in my mind, The cold in my eyes, and the black in my heart. Everything is deteriorating.
You tell me that you love me. Why don't you stop with these lies? You tell me you don't want to hurt me. If that's so, why, why? Why would you break my heart?
Your mind is an ocean, wide and wavering. Your voice is a drug that I find myself savoring. You are made up of something more than cells and body parts.
With nothing left to do or say, I turn around and walk away. I feel their eyes as they glare at me, they must not get my misery. They've never wanted to be my friend, so what would make them try and pretend?
Everything nice comes at a price So that’s why always gamble with dice hoping to rise Poverty holding us back ….suffocating us…. air tight Every single force we mobilise in pursuit of emancipation
Within myself, I hold a universe. Silent. Darkened eternity. Stars and galaxies seem distant and far As you naviage the empy planes And cold and desolate Planets that may have once held life
Kiss me, kill me, make me, want to die. Burn a hole, right through my insides. Pinch me. Punch me. watch me as I bleed. Take my heart and rip it from my spleen.
These ups and downs don't mean a thing
Cast not these doubts aside as you revel unto glory
I hear voices you see, They talk to me you know? They are all diferent sets of me. Some scream. Some mumble. One keeps going lalala. But the biggest voice, He likes to coo, Gently,
Kyle was love.When my heart was shattered into a million pieces,Kyle mended each broken fragment.When my mind grew incapable of functioning,Kyle thought for me.When my feet grew weary,Kyle walked for me.
I wanna cry but the tears won't show
There's a burning in my chest And I can't tell whether my heart is on fire, set alight by the rush of energy transferred when he placed his hand on mine for the last time
I Am Not What You Create I Am Not What You Make Out Of Me I Am Not Your Sinful Hate
Heavy, wet, warm, suffocation settles
The human world is a mess, A Disney quote one might know, So many problems we need to address, To end the pain and stop the woe. There’s isms galore constantly around us,
Yes somebody cares about you You dont know but might be me some people are destinated to not see How different you are just like I am Some people are destinated to see you from inside the soul
I am alone at the sea. Bound by the wind. I only go where it flows. I've only been where it's been. I am transferred to the desert. Sit on top of sandy dunes. The sun scorches my skin.
A man he lay in a pool of blood his dreams and goals all shattered just because of his color, skin color his life was taken by six shots. His family mourned for days and months
Crying, screaming, with a runny nose until your voice is hoarse, suffocating slowly from all the noise even though there isn't any force,
Hate is too strong a word, so they say;It ensnares our minds - it's not okay.
I think in pictures, not words.
My name is Jada I am not your video slave I am a young girl Boys raped me on tape Sadly the tape went viral Now everyone knows I chose to stand tall I was a victim it’s true
Colorless is how people should appear to a police officer’s view Offender’s skin shouldn't make a difference in the end its true
Colorless is how people should appear to a police officer’s view Offender’s skin shouldn't make a difference in the end its true
1 mississippi, 2 mississippi, 3 mississippi, 4 mississippi, 5 mississippi. I just wasted 5 seconds of my life. 6 mississippi, 7 mississippi, 8 mississippi, 9 mississippi, 10 mississippi.
I just wanted to let you know that you are worth more than what I can show or tell or teach you. If I tried, it would be like trying to encompass the sun in the description of a shadow.
With all the cups you gave,
How can you miss someone who was never physically there Never felt their touched or the texture of their hair Never held their hand or kissed their lips Yet they seem to be the only person you miss
Hate is a good thing, When it comes to bad things, But hate is for the next generation. When they look up to rap kings Who promote bad things, gold bling, and diamond rings.
They say you always know which kids have no dad You know the ones always starting something, doing bad, roaming streets, making trouble, proving the stats right. Now Uncle Sam trying to keep them in his sight
How dare you stare down at me Such cold hostilitity radiating from your soul How dare you find the notion That I am below the ground you tread I will make you consume all that I stand for
One love, oops, too late.
My pictures have been fake for years My eyes don't sparkle like they used to I try to drown out my mind with music and drinks My heart and soul don’t quite work right I'm hurting on the inside
The wind will blow away my sin Copper devils wait in the tall grass I walk on doves feet across the clouds Fallow my feelings little fish Sing about rain I sometimes wish I was a monster
There you are again And here come the tears I try to defend myself But it never works There you are again Why are you mad? You broke it off You hurt me too
They are blind,
"Who is that?" you ask as you stare her way. shes changed so much. "Why is she like that?" you wonder everyday. "Look at her stomach!" You say, grossed out. She hates herself
I've been hurt more times than I can count I've put a smile on my face when I was hurting the most to hide the pain. But now but now it's too much to bare I've kept my feelings inside so many times
I sometimes lie awake at night
I was three the first time i remember
lay on my bed crying until I had nothing left.
Here's what I do remember about this particular rape.
I didn't want to, but I picked the glass up and took a sip.It was horrible and I told my father there was no way I could get this terrible tasting st
One day when I was 13 and in the 8th grade, I had gotten the stomache flu and had to stay home from school.
My father took his trusty knife, wrapped her hands around it and they slit that rabbits throat without a sound.
I started feeling really dizzy and nauseous and was crying so badly, I could barely see nor breath through the tears.
I don't remember what set this next incident off with my father, I just remember it was one of the things that showed me just how much of a psyco nut
Coming back from the dead was always a terrifying experience for me. I hated it almost as much as the dying.
I remember wondering if my father could hear my heart pounding, then realized it didn't matter.
Have you ever been in an accident or so near death that at that very moment, you thought your life was over?
hello daddy !
When I'm low I dream of gettin high,
Deadbeat number one. You walked out of my life before I even got to learn what your skin smelt like.I'm sure if I dug way back in my locked away, too young to remember,
Screaming bloody murder, but no one can hear the cries Cannot hold on forever, can hardly put up a fight Locked inside a cold room, lying on the hard floor Beaten in the gloom, here be he prisoners of war
I am let down once again.
I stand with others
Painful thought Always Involve someone i love Never someone i hate Has the world gone mad? Are people out to get me? That could be it... Everything hurts now
she sat there wielded with a belt of grenades my mouth a machine gun shooting what i had to say sure she was pelted over and over by my hate but when she threw her words at me that was all it would take
She isn't hopeless She isn't worthless She isn't mediocre She isn't ugly She isn't alone She knows this. She feels hate She feels shame She feels guilt She feels regret
Once again I am afraid to face this day The day you left without returning
"She dirty" "She low."
I feel like screaming, My heart full of hate, Not understanding the pain, This rage can create, Hurting the people I love, My heart is pumping and racing, My words cut like knives,
I watch you walk towards the office And through the painted glass her eyes glare For almost five years your mother has held An unending grudge for something so trivial In the big scheme of things
Throughout history, there have been observers. There have been overseers. There have been sideliners. I am. The world moves on with constant motion. Oppression running wild without submission.
Don't be a brat! BAM BAM Stop being stupid! BAM BAM You need to learn! BAM BAM Don't fucking talk to me!
I’m not sure what it is about the clouds.
Think, we are living on this speck of something in space. Only this speck of something radiates love. We are able to find love in this place. We are able to discriminate and hate.
Hearing the screaming and shouting in my house, I don't know what to do but grip my blouse. I used to think "This is where it all ends", But I looked past that and started to ascend.
My face is not my canvas I can contour I can paint I can outline I can manipulate I Cannot tell a story I Cannot move others emotionally I Cannot be studied My real canvas
Do you know what it's like every day Dreading your life in every way? Fearing you'll never be good enough The minutes get longer and your life gets tough.
The streetlights shine bright, There's a glimmer in her eye, She can not sleep tonight All she does is cry. She's lonely, broken, rejected. The world has took it's toll.
I'm in a world of pain My best friend and my... ah! I can't stand this vain "Are you okay" Well yeah My heart just snapped And my friend is a dick While I just rapped Up my rage until I pick
I'm hurting so bad... She doesn't know Cause she's glad I'm not in her show, I meant life, But its the same I want a knife No more of the shame
I am upset because I still live in a world where an unarmed person of color
What if I told you That when I think you about my skin lifts from my bones and my brain turns into mush? What if I told you That when you contact me my reality becomes distorted? What if I told you
For the hatred of mankind
A gentle hand is far more fair Than a fist raised in violence A understanding reaps more rewards Than ignorance and intolerance Our skin is different shades of brown Why argue over the same color
the main door is locked running late why do i even bother to come to this place full hate some have given up is it even worth fighting for what you can't acheive
When life brings you down
The richest love from deep within trapped in the catacombs and left to die Lives longer, Shines brighter, Than these tedious old lies Meant for nothing more than to keep you satisfied
You told me life was crazy Never about the snakes in the grass You told me they were evil One bite- I would never last
I saw ribs, I saw bones, I ad-libbed, My lungs filled I with stones. I saw her eyes; Green like the sea, Looking up at cloudless skies; Bel esprit. Who; Can I be?
Just shut up! Please, be quiet! For the love of humanity, of God, (the one you refuse to believe in), SHUT UP!
He loved me once Everyday he told me so. Anytime of the day it didn't matter. Right there beside me or There in the middle of the day. space between us grew bigger and bigger
Am I a black male? do you judge me by my skin? or am I a male who is black? do you acknowledge my dark skin? Ignorance will tell you alot about me I am from the hood always up to no good
Judgement and speculations Have always been passed over me Always been placed on me By family By friends By people I don't even know Why is this?
Some people judge you Most people want to be you What do I want? Acceptance I can’t change who I am This is the only life I have I will always be Too skinny
Justice for all? Damn near justice for none! People die everyday, Because the world can't control their guns Innocent people die in vain. If the police do a crime, Is it ok?
I used to see myself in the mirror To see an honest smiling face looking back at me
He who is without sin let him cast the first stone But I’ve seen a sin so wrong it literally penetrates my soul Hate of race Discriminatory remarks
We watch this time go by And maybe we grow All we can do is sigh And say, "Where did the day go?" The Clock goes tick-tock-tick And it just makes us sick The way it perseveres
The world is full of hate drenched in the cynical behavior that we come to know women are starving to achieve the level or perfecton that photo editors create children are bullied
stop...Stop....STOP The voice get louder and LOUDER their never giving up I'm never caving in
I’m writing poetry on a whim I have no experience But I can tell you of my experiences I have a friend We all have friends Don’t we? Don’t we? One Saturday she up and goes and texts me
To my desire, As I look over these words that I’ve wasted on you, I realize that I’m only causing the forests’ destruction. Why should I care if you don’t love me?
A thousand, thousand voices, Within, without, around, Whisper the same, same things,
I'm as out of place in your life as a stop sign on train tracks.
my heart was stolen when i was weak im still rising up onto my feet i was hurt but i grew stronger won't tolerate this any longer you drugged me with misconceptions what exactly were your intentions?
Smile, cry, hide Me, myself and I 2/4 cup of plastered smiles, oh I pull them off how 1/2 cup of tears without the pain, I don't want to shed a tear again
To never be perfect for anyone.There is always one person who will.Hate.To know hate at a young age,then to petrayupon another is,inhumane.From a child to now,people glare.
Sir no sir. Please leave me alone sir. Let me sleep sir.. This isn't rite please don't touch me.... I'm only 11; you're 50..
Nightmares in my daydreams,Everyday the same scene
There is no Love, only Hate It is a lie that Love conquers all The truth is Be Selfish and protect yourself Do you really want to Have Pain caused by others You will never Gain true Love and
Living in a society filled with hate;Where People are judge by gender, ethnicity, and race.Hateful words storm through the air;As I stand in silence with a disgusted face.
You preach your theories, teach your lies.
Its not my fault mom didn't love you
I discover myself contemplating my being as I linger in an abyss of corruption. Hiding from the mournfulness that intimidates me as I sleep. I was never cherished, I was no favorite of anything.
I get out of school, and I wait.I wait for the pain I know will come.I wait for the humiliation.I wait for my family.
From a far fetched view, The eye perfects the red rose.
My friend is a rainbow When the tears pour, he’s there His presence is a promise for better times He makes me glow He listens to all of my fears Being there…well it makes me feel fine.
Society is slowly falling. What has the world become? All I see is hate, Where is the love?
Don't fall Stand tall Don't let that step Be the last Because there's more to life Then that No promises to be made Of a paradise in the works (Not here, Not on Earth)
Sick heart, dripping with gasoline, fueled by the cigarettes thrown like darts the whip’s bullseye that tore her apart, innocent and caged, helpless to cleanse itself, gives in to the rage,
Tick Tock You hear a clock You ache, you moan “Why? Oh Why?” Tick Tock No one is coming There is a fly in here No one is coming Tick Tock “Where is everyone?”
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This was one of my very first poems I ever wrote, please bear with me as it is not all that great.
" i just don't have the proper training to deal with your...condition...i hope you understand." i nod, because yes, i do understand. i understand that when you look at the scars on my thigh and ankle, you get chills
I have an innovative mind One with many characters and personalities My friends are imaginary, a figment of my dreams They come alive as I write on the pages inside a blank notebook of my alter worlds.
I stand alone amoungst my friends we have our differences I belive in one God they belive in society we have our differences they all hate they mock they laugh
I am broken glass, yet you still try to touch. And I know you were taught to stay away from sharp objects.
A body in the street but no one knows how the small child sees his brother dead facedown now he will be remembered as a corpse and the child a statue Is this what we wanted
All order is broken
I loved your hands. Loved the way they worked at my back when I was sore but my god, I hated them! I hated the way they'd shake when you'd miss a pill hated how natural a cigaret fit between your fingers
He's on his knees. He's lost everything. All this pain, is inside him- boiling. His wife slaughtered and raped, as well as his daughter. No justice, no justice. There is nothing left for him.
One of the 7 deadly sins Hate is poison to the mind It turns good people crazy It's a strong word Bitter and harsh in the mouth Almost like a Curse but not quite If Hate was a person
How do you cope? How do you live? Life, why did I want to grow up? People around me, harrassing me about "how things are going" Nothing is what it seems." Kids are amazing and I couldn't be doing better"
In a world full of chaos and hate, you wanna know what lifts me up... you wanna know what makes me smile... you wanna know how I am able to persevere,
Anger corses through my veins,uncontrolable rage shook within me,I was un happy. My blood boiling cold,My eyes uncaring,words like a knife,cutting all near me.
(Situation in Ferguson, inspired by https://www.facebook.com/JayFleadaddieJon who wrote C.O.P,Criminals of Permission)
I made you believe me… You didn’t have a reason to doubt… Why would the first words I ever spoke to you Be a lie? It was psychotic.
It takes more energy to tie my shoe Than it takes to type or say Yet, its mere utterance can draw to end Be it life or be it day. It takes less energy to type—to text
I stand behind a wall of pain Gazing out into a world of blame, that You're so quick to spue from a fernace of flames, that Your mouth claims. I stand
It seems that every time I get my hopes up,
Those Negro Boys Now you see, I know something about them Negro boys, The ones who don’t do nothing but sell weed and drugs,
I hate this body. In the mornings it accepts nothing. I puke and my joints hurt.
The path is one of these A darkened angel Or you and me Our lack there of A vacancy
The days slowly creep past me, so suddenly And as the deepest orange sunray peek upon the horizon before making its appearance.. I'm alive
How does one mend a broken heart? Let go Don't dwell on what's been It's not fair to what's now Or what could be Don't be the one to wish "what if" That "what if" will turn into "why"
Insane what you'll do to call me yours. Your soul is shrinking, your mind isnt thinking. This love shit ain't easy, it fades. It's a craze. That could last years or just days.
i've listened to it more times than i can count, but who's to say that i'm wrong. what you can see is the fading memory of me in a song. why can't i be true, why do you have to love please i'm begging you run away
A ship is sailing On the water And Nobody knows it's purpose A person is drowning beneath the water But Nobody will let her surface
Love [noun] an intense feeling of deep affection
Why is love such a crime? Why must people aim hatred towards love? When a man holds another's hand they look away in disgust
The cellar is quite, cool, dry.
Take solace in rage
Look across the glass-flat sea
To Be Heard
"YES" she screams...
I thought about what it would be like Without you. I thought about how that would change me For flowers bloom and trees root With the beckoning of spring, And the chills of winter
I want to help you I know you are in mourning Your dad died too soon
The crack of a cackling bullet Shattered the life and the sanctum of thought Which held me up, assisted and created me But left me when I needed it the most The scream of a dying soul
Optimism is fine but realism is better Ignorance is bliss and you have mislead her Fake it and make it what you want it to be Leaving to dust all you’ve given to me
“her and she"
My mind is a clock
except that isn't all there is now is it? you hear me don't you mom? but what matters is not the hearing but the listening
I am me You are you You don't know me I don't know you Nothing but rumors Spreading like a disease Some can be true and others can be false You wouldn't know
The voices are everywhere Saying life will never be fair They're screaming at you Saying there is nothing you can do Your only escape is to end it all Whatever you do, don't give in,
Little girl lost and alone Won’t pick up the phone Too scared to go back home The bottles kept stacking up Daddy didn’t you have enough Anger grew, We all knew What he was going to do to you
Once again you have left, This time it doesn't hurt as much. I didn't even cry. Unlike the other times however, You cheated. Maybe this is what it took for me to finally let go,
You say your fighting for freedom, your fighting for America,
makeup is a breakup and makeup is a lie
I smile. I laugh. I have been described as a hilarious person, One who makes the days of others.
I am me As you are you Yet nothing sets us apart Neither can forsee Neither has a clue Neither has a heart
Empty Bottles Written by: Tara Renee Sack Once upon a time you had a life Made a family, had some kids With your beautiful wife
What have I done? The person I loved…cold, limp, and lifeless…is before me. The person I loved is calling out for help… no one can hear… I took no action. I watched the person I loved… die before my eyes. I look at my arms… splattered with bl
A Final Goodbye
His skin color does not mean to violence he is keen Skin color can't tell what lies within a person, be it cruel or kind
You’re not my friend You’re a frenemy You used my shoes My towels My clothes My Dial I thought you were true You only hang around cause
My heart aches and breaks as you walk away Reaching out my hand in hopes that you'll hold it once more
War on Women
We've created an army of identical twins, 318,457,385 of them today, more tomorrow. All mirror images staring blankly back at each other, unable to see the similarities,
I write to the Little Girl in the Future. In case you have forgotten... In case you have forgotten the beauty of the swirling passions of the primitive past
Hey, my name is T-Rek Ya I ain't a reject, it's all about respect Arab, don't hate, reflect
The days now pass with uncertainty The world keeps spinning
Never Judge a book by it's cover. It's different from you to the other. They're much funnier then you think, Please, sit there calmly and drink. You judge silently like they all do,
Flashing gems mount the noble crown Dashing passions paint the milky gown Pulsing plights sound within the hue-ringed hole Convulsing fashions taint the beautiful soul
Anyone I have ever loved is a ghost I keep alive in my notebookBy feeding them the ink from my ball point pen,And let them sleep between the college ruled lines likeSome sort ofInhumane bunk bed.
Listen as I grow old the Gov's mask slips and expose a past. I learned so many things that concerns me. In all honesty this world is breaking apart. My poetry is picking up the debris.
I wish you could hear what you say when you’re high.
today's your birthday and Fathers Day with everything that's happened i know you'd be speechless it's hard to think of what to say I feel like since you've been gone our family has been a mess
I wrote you a book of what's in store. on how I have always had open my front door. For you to walk in and stay with me. So we all could be one big, happy family. But you walked out and left us alone.
I can't hate him I love him But resentment is building Harder to conceal Holding this hot potato hurts my hands It hurts like "man what happened to the plans" It's hurts like "damn!"
Kick, Scream, shout, and pout Thats what I do when I'm with you I cant stand you I wish i could spill glue on you I hate you. Please you think your all that Cant even fight
Hate Despise, Scorn Shunning, Cursing, Hostility Pain, Evil, Delight, Care
That tar that you spit, embellishes oppression Not uncovering another beauty only truly shielding it, no resting Constant stressing about the matters of geography
I sit in the dark and listen to the sound of laughter and joy but more importantly I hear the LOVE they have with each other.
I was born and you were four you looked to me as an enemy Never saw the blood we shared since we came from two of the same
Am I really here?
So you know the phrase: "It gets better." Well, for me...... it doesn't. At least....... not yet. Or maybe building so slow that even a tortoise outruns it by thirty miles. Always the same.
you used me you manipulated me
It is rare that a man Can come to terms with Surrender. It is in a unfair waisteland that a man can make sense of these thoughts that will hinder. Its uncomprehensible that
In our world today
You added the last bone to complete your skeleton of me
Grey face and blistered skin, Looks like she is at it again. Cold breath and shaky bones, She cuts when she is home alone. Knocks at the door, but she can't hear,
This word I hear that burns my ears This word THOT meaning 'That Hoe Over There'. The disrespect slandering the female race also describes the male who's always up for a chase.
By the light of day an angel was born The heavens cried,Amen!
Most of the time We try to look at someone else's eye's Try to understand through their covered lies But what we do not realize Viens throb from shameless drugs that mezmorize When their mama cries
Im not the same person I was a month agoMy heart stopped racin
I never thought I could hate someone, and then I met you.
Speak your mind Free your mind Work your mind Trap your mind Speak your mind Leave your mind Harm your mind Corrupt your mind Say no Say yes Say hello Say goodbye
Silence You wanna be heard? Don't make a sound. It's profound.
Stitch-1 she should have thought before she did! Stitch-10 she should have thought before she said what she did! Stitch-20 she should have thought before she turned them all!
just seeing him makes me angry just seeing his greying hair, his yellow and brown teeth that cost 10,000 dollars to replace last time his thinning body
Lying next to you felt wrong, but nothing felt right these days.
One day I hope they'll see this is just a sad part of me their hearts I do not mean to break I do it for my own souls sake I want to smile and often do except for when I think of you
Miss me like small wishes that never met the skys because hands were too small to deliver minds and hearts felt. Miss me like prayers that didn't reach the heavens because eyes got heavy and pillows caught heads.
Lonely girl is so far up above the world. She orbits around, without an anchor to ground her.
What I hate most are rainy afternoons;making me introspective,making me hate.
You held me You held me when I was strong You held me You looked at my face and told me how beautiful my smile was
Envy the Blind
I sit in the dark letting the sounds of Saviors “Rise against” pump through my noise cancelling headphones. Next I listen to Three Days Grace “Just Like You” followed by “You’re Going Down” by Sick Puppies.
No matter I hate you
Bang. Bang. Bang. I hear the screams of children,
Sweet, musky scentthat rises the stripedstairs into my nostrilsand opens my eyesto see a blurred, blue silkysmooth crashing, clutchfrom the shoving mobbehind me, intoa forgotten memory, whose
The hollow persists in the space you've wrapped aroundBut the inner circle containsEmptiness, loneliness, painLike the drip, drip, dripThe flow from my brainIt never turns off, never goes, never slows
You never hit Wetness like stripes fall Drip into regret You never yelled at me, Gasping air, the thud of the wall. Memories are set. You never lied to me
You hold me close and say, "Don't fret.""It's okay, I will soon forget".I know the words are only in my mind,But somehow this connection we have; it speaks to me.
Everyone is annoying. Their sickly, saccharine perfumes are cloying,
Cover my ears and pretend I am somewhere else That is what I do many nights in my house Will the shouting stop soon or will it stream on like a broken record? How much longer can this last?
I cannot l
"Money" is such a bitter word.
You think you triumph over me Cutting me until I bleed
My best friend is like a moon,
confident yet insecure
beat beat beating pound pound pounding Is it a heart? A fist? A drum? A speaker? Is it all not the same? Isn't everything that makes this sound of purpose worth the same?
Stopping half way across his path I leaned up against his soul and saw the demon taking hold. He took out his nine inch sword and held to the sky telling me and my wolf, we were about to die.
what is it that defines us? our bodies, our minds, our hearts, our busts, our victories, our finds? can we change? our views, our thoughts, the loves, the hates, our destiny?
I've cried I cry So much that they have stained my skin I've spoken I scream Either way, you still haven't heard me I've heard I listen And you keep saying the same thing
He was wounded in more ways than one
You say you want WOLD PEACE but your not willing to fight for the one thing you believe you think its impossible for the sun to shine on everyone a the same time I believe
You make me hate you and come close to crying My anger rushes out and I control it because I'm trying If I wanted I could let it out A chaos this would cause, we wouldn't want that now
i’ll tear your touch right off my skin, wipe your kiss off of my lips, blink away all sights of you, rip every little
my mind triesto erase you.
faces grey carved with hate heads shaven like a landscape stripped of vegetation and left to the barren ground acid eaten faces with small hard dark eyes figures devoid of the touch
What are words? but a mere creation of humans. No words can describe how I feel, when I'm without you. No words can explain the feeling I get, when I see you.
My life is unusual I hate myself completely, if my life were a story I would just delete me I'm dramatic nd mad Im never fully happy, my only emotion being anger, nd attitude nothing less than crappy
All my life I wanted to be something special A princess, a cowgirl, a rockstar, and the President of the United States
as innoccent and pure it seems pour salt in a wound there at first you weep at the pain you will feel but if you live through the pain in time the wound will heal it is something that is felt
What is society To you and me? No, What is society? You and me. Socius, societas, society. Comrade, friend, ally. How far we have come.
To the vengeful ex
Boys from her past had already taught her "do not fall for a man, without a father."
She told me last night A whisper on the porch Her face was a smile, Masking her tears. I wanted to scream I wanted to hold her tight And tell her it would be ok. I wanted to throw something
You promise that you'll stay this time--
At first I thought the issue was me. But then I saw my mother. I thought the issue was her. But then I saw my aunt. I thought the issue was her. But then I saw my grandmother.
What makes me tick? Well, take your pick: I don't like to exercise But I like to supervise. I pour out my heart In the name of art. My dark corners revealed There is no shield.
You asked me how I knew I loved you, The words could barely leave my mouth. I tried to write it, I couldn’t. There was no ink, I could not do that to you, You deserve to know the reason,
She wasn't good enough for you then so youre not good enough for her now need me to explain? she used to be so happy so sweet so caring until you pushed her away and broke her down
They called her names They laughed as she cried They pretended to be friends with her They filled her head with lies She believed their words She took it to heart
Slap me with your words and crawl into my mind where you'll find me or what's left of me. Grab me with your hands, handle me like you had handled me. Gently,
Please take me to the motherland I heard love can manifest Yin and Yan they coexist Please take me to the motherland Where alchemist don't trade souls For the chemical make up of gold
I didn't notice how naked I was until all our movement stopped and we just laid there and I heard this was the best part, I knew this was the best part,
You see a world that Cannot change A place where everything Stays the same Judgments fill the air
I’ve never felt so lost, Nor felt so helpless, alone, angry and frustrated. Nor have I ever cried so much, or as often. Never have I asked “why” so many times. I’ve never been so weak.
Do you know what it's like? TO love someone you can't have? TO see them in someone elses arms when all you want to do is rip them apart from each other throw your arms around him and kiss him??
nervous and edgy you look at her
A perfect picture of one’s life A perfect answer to one’s crime.
All of us have our moments when we see others feeling down It is our job to reach out , grab them and pull them up from the ground Looking around this room, I hope most of you will understand
we never got any sleep when we were together but it wasnt until you walked away
The hood I'm wearing The clothes I'm bearing, Is it a crime to walk the streets? Targeted because of the color of my skin. Judge by the stereotypes that my kind provides. Odious words sent my way,
The heart beats like a thousand drums When in the face of inquiry to another A yearning soul heard over melodious hums
I saw the way you looked at me, with need in your eyes Desperate for me to come towards you, and to feel your flesh against mine Every day that's what I've done, and what I had plan to do
Look around. What do you see? I see love and hatred all around me. The horrible hate kills. With sadness and pain, a person fills. They hold a knife to their throat.
The insanity drives me gradually, Until I'm forced to wonder, What is the source of this? Could it truly be that, which I A small, naive girl Affectionatly call love? Can that which
he was only a boy yound and bold, unable to be dragged down smothly surfing along with the tide flow of life searching for nothing other than love. he spent his days thinking about her
Where bramble emotion doth grow, It shall dwell betwixt my lone. Whose sedated strife sprouted with woe Forsook the rich of thy loam. Dreary, the bracken doth reach,
Fear storms through the dark endless skies Where it seems that land can only exist at night Where thugs rule the world and parents hide behind doors Hypocritically stating,"the world is yours"
Everyday Same time Your front door creaks, did you notice? Mine does, too. 10:30 AM, you walk out of your apartment- The one right across the hall from mine- And I make sure I walk out, too.
The world is not a nice placeBut not always at equal paceThe world likes to fight and raceBut it also likes to segregateThe World wants a change
If I could, I would If I could, I would change
Honesty is all I would change maybe if we all could be genuine love would not be in vain if I could change the roles of honesty maybe a liar would feel the victims pain He lied to me that's why I feel this way
Hate.. An awful, six billion ton'd word.. You can feel it build like a crescendo in an orchestra in seconds... You can hear it crash through walls no matter how deaf..
certainly you've felt life tug you, hug you, and even push you away.. and I'm certain you've seen life assert it's opinion to your dismay.. & by all means necessary, life has lead you to this point..
As I lie here naked, I catch glimpses of them. Some scattered disorderly on me left thigh, Others straight and regimented on my right.
I heard the grass is greener on the other side Only if you abide By the rules they preach to sinners Only those who reach it are truly winners And the everlasting pulsing is gone I’m coming home
Your love is cold sand. Your love is a warm breeze in the fall. Or maybe perhaps a shiver that once ran down my spine.
I felt the stab of pain From a brother in the hood One seeking to rise to fame I thought he understood.
If I could change one thing It would be so that the world could stop hating. It would be so that the color of my skin, The religion that I practice, The people whom I choose to love,
He is popping pills Trying to get rid of the pain But all people seem to realize Is that he's an idiot and completely insane Harassed on a daily basis He can't seem to get off the crazy train
Once you plant a doubt in someone’s mind
Why hate? Who cares? It's none of your business ma'am. Don't raise your kids Then hit another man. Level out Then love.
It is said to be best served cold. It grows in your soul incripting like mold. Such a sinister idea, an evil from the inside. From the dawn of time to present day. It infects everyone of us worldwide.
I was asked what I would change about this world. Would I change the war, drugs, crime? No. Because all of these are caused by one thing: Hate. We hate those who are different;
I sit at night, watching the stars Dreaming of a world without scars No hate or frears No war or tears A world where no one lies A world where no one dies
A letter to my mother My mother hates me and I don’t know why We just can’t seem to see eye to eye She disrespects me to the ump degree Now I’m going to tell you what’s in my decree
Wind against these walls And the silence goes unbroken Save for my own breath How are we such strangers now So different I’ve known you all my life You meant the most to me
If I could change the world I would drain it of color Just the people’s skin Or ability to see that in each other Maybe then there’d be less hate Everyone would be with who they want to date
Only known in Love and War
This is pain is just too real The moment I got attacked by the wegded heel.
I would change the mind obsessed with pretty colors and popular dress When she was a baby her mother dressed her in the best she could afford She would sit in bows and laces
humans are selfish all to the core whether they show it matters not one bit at all sure some care but they're a bore humans can dis if they dare always seeking more
Pour he the taste of charlatans To malice my impeccable restrain. My interstice of perception is as the dove at dusk, But halted in terms of vain. My pellucid psyche now poisoned
The preceptor is the bearer to lessen My confession, And the aggressive recollection That reigns so freely Competes with the virtuous violence of my future.
I have a heart condition. It's prompted me to no longer be bound. Abolition. Can you tell me what's your rendition.. when the doctor says there's no cure, nor a physician?
please stop placing me on a pedestal
one hit two hit
It’s been a long time coming, women and civil rights, but yet we still segregate and hate. “Be different” they say, “be yourself”, but it’s illegal to do so. To love who I want and live happily ever after, forbid.
shoot me. i choose not to rhyme. oh please, is that a crime?
Imagine, A world without hate, A world without oppression, A world with peace,
They look at the color of my skin See ink running down my limbs And the illusion is set in their minds Suddenly I have a new face They spit words out Calling me gangbanger
I hate myself,I hate my wealth,If I could give,Then I would live,Nothing would be mine,As nothing is divine,
Why do we all hate These wars we start From bombing innocent towns To a gunfight in the street next to KMart
In a world full of hate and despair, there may be times we feel nothing can compare, where it seems to be, beyond repair. In a world that's cold, and no sense of right,
Many enemies and strangers
They sung.Sung.Before. They were not forced,In fact they yearned.for. it.I did not.
One thing I'd change in this world would be
You are a coward. A coward with temptations, That you could not resist The evil damnations. That leave my stomach in a twist. Why did you do it? You said you loved me more.
A disease, That no ones knows, But it stings like bees, Yet still no one sees. My father, Has this curse, He looks at his daughter, She knows it hurts.
Could I change my community? A small town, Where there is no impunity, no crime, No one to be found? No. Could I change the world? From it's destruction, The sorrows, the cries
Dejection, No affection. Depression, No expression. Happiness? No. Not anymore. No more blessedness. No more galore. Why do I still love. Why do I still trust.
Hate is H C is compassion I've lived, I've loved, I've learned Seen the storm of others While I had all the sunshine All the hatred spread When we should focus on caring Compassion
I am the one you hate and love. Everyone suspects me but no one sees me. I sit in the corner reading my book, I walk down the path smiling,
I drift in and out of sadness Explode with manic madnessI can't control your loveOr make you wish you had this But it's sad - thisBottomless hungerHeart - banging like thunderSitting up at night
I got people looking up to meBut I'm just not that heroic.It's like I'm living a double life,I promise you don't even know it, Cause I don't even show itAnd I don't even flow it
Tall hats live on the east Short hats live on the west They both play with figurines But who plays with them the best? Tall hats believe in warfare short hats believe in house
They looked, at his face in
Blank stares are given, Long live the smacks of hands that raised pains that slave the masses Yet ignored through the constant acknowledgements Embelished though it seems the hate is real...
I'm listening to the rainthe way it beats upon the rooftopsThe pitter patter dribbles its wet dropsSplashing the puddles all around me
I am a bull waiting to ram. I stay calm avoiding conflicts untill you raise the red flag. Then we discover the true hues of crimson. Don't cross me. I've minded myself and you too,
This hate fills all my viens. It brings heartache and pains. I feel like I'll drown In the hate from deep down. The smiles that you see Always given off by me are masks to hide the fray
It hits us! Always in the beginning we feel good, peaceful, warm. This will last forever… we always think that. It ends up to be cold, bitter and sour.
Strangers, begining to speak to one another Acquaintances, talking regularly Buddies, begining to hang out together Friends, telling each other secrets Best Friends, doing everything together
Am I biolar?
Pure, the infant is born Caught in wonder and awe not yet taught to scorn or haunted by what its saw Children see no race Or sexual orientation All love they embrace
What’s up with these kids in schools Why do they think it’s ok To run around toting guns And slaying in the hallways What makes them think they’ve got the right To take someone’s life
How does he construe these thoughts that make him act in heinous ways Ways that few would dare to dream for the fear of dark reality How does he acquire his weapons of greif and pain and evil
What am I doing wrong? Why do you hate me? Is it because I'm quiet? Is it because I'm sad? I just don't know anymore. I want to be with you I want you to be happy But you don't want me You don't care if I'm happy Why do I love you
Emerald eyes that shine from a demon wake me up and you will release the beast.
Turn a misonception into your greatest lesson break away from the crowd and make an unfamilliar impression
Love can either hurt you or make you happy... or even both Love can be affectionate, beautiful, & romantic
Kill yourself States the loud, infuriating, voice that I to want to listen to since you have so desperately told me to do so, an abundance of times.
They say that between love and hate there is only ONE step. Every time I heard this I would laugh and think how is this possible?
Foggy nights, starless sky Restless fights, love undignified They belong without a doubt But too cowardice to work it out Shameful love, it truly is Poor life, poor family, poor kids
Love and school and work and love. Ever feel like your life as a teenager is just too much? You love, and you work and you love, but in reality in will never be enough. Love hurts And work hurts more.
Born to be set apart from the world
I've been dreaming I've been wishing
Born I was To a couple who would teach to love and cherish every moment of every day Raised I was To never say anything mean, to never act with unkindness in my heart But schooled I was
In this darkness I fall
I am gray I fall in the middle of you all The endless abyss of unaccepted Hated by none? All? Some?
Ba-bum…Ba-bum The core Of my inspirations Beats As it demands To escape its Cave Yet it loves Me It loves the Hollow Box Wrapped in Silky, smooth
Perfume "He says you smell good
My eyes They burn My mind It hurts Hypocrisy Beating at my heart Lies Making my heart not want to beat Stop it Please, stop it
Today I offered My glasses To the unfortunate soul Who was chosen To read what was on the blackboard. So pale he was, Like a vampire, That unfortunate soul.
I light a cigarette again staring at your pillow where you're supposed to be sleeping instead you're gone and smoke surrounds me i'm breathing. I know, I know that I'm never right you told me.
I feel broken down everytime he comes around in my mind is a trainwreck you love me, i dont give a shit. I feel the arguments seeping through into everything that i do
im breaking. listen to me crumbling like stones. i'm falling. through the cracks, i dont wanna be alone.
All of me Clawing at blemishes
Staring into the shiny blue The shiny blue enraptures me Let it save me Distract me From the self-mutilation I impose upon myself From the nightmares dancing above my head
Admonished for daydreaming
Be this your occupation Or unholy mutilation We walk the earth in unity United in our scrutiny
She thinks it's ugly,
Why must our fellow members of society be so hateful towards each other?
As one piece of iron sharpens another, we need to keep each other sharp. We need to encourage each other. An enemy might be able to defeat one of us, but not when the two of us stand back-to-back to defend each other.
You know I have never figured out why we love.
We click into socketsBut our bones know betterAnd keep us from being spaghetti dinner.
Society. It drives me. Family. They guide me. Money. It rules me. Fear. It consumes me. Hate. It alludes me. Desire. It fuels me.
When I was younger, I used to think that our teenage years would be different. I thought we'd all be happy and have boyfriends. But in reality, we're all depressed.
They didn’t have to clip your wings, You were never meant to fly, You were only born,
I ruined your day, you cant wait for me to leave. Your words, not mine, it's what you said to me. I'd do anything for the girl of my dreams, even if it means I have to leave my queen
Tell me about the sound of the waves
I thought I had forgotton Now I'm told to forgive Will I ever be able to live To be able to look a dream in the face To be able to face you and not hate I imagine your face and look to see Who you are?
I'm gonna sleep my life away But all I really wanna do is make you pay You ruined my life so Why don't I Just take out the knife I'm to weak for this I think I reached my peak I'm trying to be strong
Like how only the sky can feel the lightning, thunder and rain only i know the feeling of empty loneliness the true distance between me and happiness only i can fake the smile and hide the tears
I have feelings for you Your the one I'll always love. It's just one think You'll never fee the same about me. If I ran away would you come after me? If I died, would you shed a tear
You think you know what I feel, The feeling, its just to real, Your words, they hurt You treat me like a pile of dirt.
There is nothing sadder-- not even the loss of a cherished item, not even the mewing of an abandoned kitten,
I told myself that I’d rely on you forever.
My poems are like life stories now they tell what's really going down. Emotions, bundled up in a jar wishing I could throw them somewhere far. So much on my mind i don't know where to start.
The way we see ourselves is a very powerful thing. It not only builds or breaks the fortress around us it allows others to step into our realms and puncture our castles. It displays vulnerability and hides destruction.
I trusted you i loved you you hurt me And you made me see what you truly are and you left a scar in my brain and made me feel insane. my world fell apart
Tiptoeing past my shame, Where once again, I start to question if I’m worthy To eat that extra slice, To role the dice To tell me if I’d ever pull off “curvy.” Smiles watch me now;
New cities are built on the ashes of the old. The ruins caged away like a wild animal like they could get out.
Talking to my mothers graveUsed to be the hardest thing everI would just cry my eyes outThinking she would be back never
“Asian” used to be a thing of beauty, But now there are images of labor— Simply that is our soul duty. But we, just like all, are humble neighbors. Here I am, color of sand
In the late I've thought, "my life is going well,"
Thenis what I never want to be again.Then is that alarm clock-esque reminderwith no snooze.
Why stress over them, instead why not god bless 'em earning minimum wage probably is a struggle, but giving students Fails so quickly on the double
I'm so confuse alone and a mess, I'm sitting in this fucking desk staring at my messy grades, there worst then a wreck where can i reset? These teachers don't help,
Geometry shouldn't even be a subject in high school Why do we need to know how to plot point on a graph?
In school we get through the names that try to drag us down, That try to hurt us, to define us, to limit our potential. We let them be the weight that ties us down, The noose that we strangle ourselves with,
Take a looktell me what you seenot just in a bookbut what the students needthe bullying were losing livesthanks to the poison of hatethe disease of lives
I craddled my hatred. I raised it up right, fed it the finest foods, and made sure it slept well. I was proud of my hatred, for growing up strong. until I showed it to another,
There is an empty place in my chest, an empty spot where my thoughts use to flow and my memories use to play. The familiar rhythm that's kept me alive for so long is slowly coming to a halt.
I look out the window at the quiet absence, In the stillness of a dull summer night, I smell the chlorine in my hair as I bite its frail ends. Its sunny color washed out by the moonlight,
Why do we believe what we percieve to be true? What makes any of us different from any of you? I can't stand illiterate, inconsiderate, and illegitimate people. It makes their arguments impractical and inconcievible.
I was scared, Scared of what we could of had. Scared of what we should of locked on a pad. Scared of something that could go bad. And now, I stand. Confused with these flowers from another man.
I am the spiritual leader of this home, he says You belong to me, he says I belong to no one, i scream In my head.... You remind me of myself, he says We are the same, he says
There once was a summer. A summer full of sun and delight A summer with a boy. A boy with great might. I fell in love with him, that boy. His touch reminded me of peppermint. Tingly.
People of different ages, genders, and identities stare into their reflections;
When I look at you
All alone and so very lost
LOVE: l.eaning into the smile of another o.pening the soul for review v.erifying that the more you give
Sitting on a park benchAn amazing vantage pointSeeing the world pass by Listening carefully to every noiseHear a mother and a child, a husband and wife
Fat Girl in the buffet line,Fills half of her plat
I ran. As fast as I could. To try to get away from him. From the hurt. But he always found me. I screamed. I ran the other way. But I found myself in the end back in his house.
Stretched into a pirouette Porcelain arms above her head Pristine balance and tight bunned hair A trickle of salt water dread The lace toe shoe grips the edge Atop the orange lip of God Sprawling below is dark abyss She could fall with just a prod
Like ebony feathered ravens --squawk, caw squawk-- beaks sharp as talons talons sharp as hawk’s They prey on the weak, the strong, and the brave, the boisterous, the silent,
Is all you care about is your health ? If you're healthy, then we are? Is it because im black you think im dumb?
Attitudes, How do they teach me? Smart remarks, How do they help me? I'm defiant? I just want to learn. Rowdy classes and rude students, do you care? You just pass us 'cause we're here.
Education will cure the cause of hate. Everyone should try to inform the rest. We can try to erase ignorance from the worlds full slate. Then we can really address the real cause of this mess.
The bright moon filled the sky with light Only to be obscured by the city’s gleam It seemed to set the entire world ablaze And there was nothing that the moon could do
Filled with so much anger and hate, We judge each other while losing sight of the meaning of equality. Hippocritical actions defining our very characters. We ask ourselves why, yet the answer falls back on us,
Your ideas made me, desgined me. The paper was my womb and the ink nourished me. When i was ready, you P U S H H H H ED me. out. My spine showed my name. Given. My cover reflected you.
Faith: one motive, a solitary pebble, minuscule in size, enormous in spirit, burning the demon’s evil plot; where disloyalty to self’s morals crumbles like the Twin Towers, the disrupted chariot as horses
School is back, its that time again teachers are wack, i get to see friends if theres one thing i dont like its a loner but overall i hate homework teachers need to stop with all of this domework
Mr. Sly, your master plan congealed; the thrill of playing the two-tier game is a flaring, formidable forcefield, are gruesome goosebumps hard to tame that fixate instinct on this path
Ditch the ground rules, A bounty of no regrets; Desires fulfilled against the ethics, Weaving the art of manipulation. Mind games to consider realism As a slash to the crossroads.
You want me to admit when I'm wrong, But you never do You say it's not right to lie, But you lie all the time You tell me to stop being gloomy But you're angry all the time
Everyone's views are different And I completely understand that. But why is it legal to drink alcohol, which when you have it in your system and drive can cause deaths,
It's a sad, sad world Filled with too many disappointments And I'm so tired of it So damn tired And as if crying about it helped It just makes me hate myself even more
They push you down, they phase you out. Your friends are there but this you doubt. That feelings back, deep inside. That feeling where they all laugh where they have their fun yet you sit there alone knowing you cant.
You talk a great deal about your struggles. You pin them up like badges of honor when really you are a coward hiding in the corner behind those "friends" you deem your pawns.
You are shunned from my past Memories gone at last Now I don't have to see your face And I don't have to go back to that place Where you broke my heart And tore my world apart I saw you today
You think of me day and night, To you I am perfect, You see nothing but me. But I see you in a different light, I see now who you truly are, I can see your uncultivated soul.
The sweets You gave to me Became a metaphor of you: So decadent with just one bite I devoured them whole, But now all I taste Is your poison.
First it started with a snicker Then there was a whisper Now there is just my wimper I feel so alone With these scars on my heart And the scars on my arms They remind me of you
I remember the fire that licked at your heels, The taunts, the beatings, the pain, A wall that reached out with open arms, Breaking not only you But your potential, your dreams And everything that,
I thought you put the best in me,But you really just tested me. I thought you wanted us,Instead I want to cuss. I thought you really wanted me,But I guess you just want to be free.
Gravity is irresistible. I want to stay away, But this concept is not unmistakable. It must sustain on the bay. I feel defenseless In my naked soul. As I am relentless
You who never cease, Breaking the heart of another keep taking another piece, as if it wasn't a bother. night and day goes by, as that child you bully,could very we'll die.
It'll just be a Tuesday.A Tuesday, normal to most.Just another day on the calendar. It'll be just another day of the week.
I am a girl of love, Compassion and trust, Most of all I'm a girl of opinion. And if you don't like it, I suppose you're pretty opinionated yourself.
Why do you give us so much homework? I learn better in class so stop being an ass im sorry for my language actually im not i know im being a snot but listen hear
Why would someone do such a thing? Someone please tell me why. He gave him so much of his effort. So much of his money and time. Between the two was everything. He'd helped him stand back up.
We thought of you again today, Reminded of the pain. I think about you everyday, As tears fall like rain. I'll often feel an emptiness, From somewhere deep within, It's not the same with you gone.
I hate when you don't sit by me, I hate it the same when you stay. I hate when our eyes, they meet, I hate it more when you quickly look away. I hate the feelings that come to me when you say you're my friend,
Why do people hate? Hate is so irate Hurt those who care about you Why, why hate? Turn your hate into love Maybe then you’ll meet your mate Thanks to fate, you love instead of hate
I'll remember this next time, Next time I won't fall so hard. Next time I won't cry... Next time. I'll remember this next time, Next time I won't step up so quick, Next time I won't ask...
I'll remember this next time, Next time I won't fall so hard. Next time I won't cry... Next time. I'll remember this next time, Next time I won't step up so quick, Next time I won't ask...
There's nothing I wouldn't give, I'm still addicted... But it's not really me you love, It's my best friend... There's nothing I wouldn't have done, Anything for you... You're all I've ever wanted,
a song's on repeat, something's not right. this time you're the reason I cried myself to sleep last night. moving on doesn't come easy, at least not for me. I know it's something I've gotta do,
Are we stuck in a lie Between one love and much hate? Suppose we give rules a change, maybe then they'll be straight. Over time we will grow to hate the rules we have changed, but
You made who I am today and for that I hate you You made me see what others couldn’t dream You made me think I was nothing You made me sell coke every night
Sometimes, I strike it low. I hit rock bottom. I fall. And I'll lay there for a minute, shocked by cold concrete. Bare. Skull-shattering. There's a reason I'm here.
Once a boy came along and taught me what I thought was love. He ignored me in the hallways but kissed me when everyone was gone. I did a lot for this boy because I thought he would do the same for me but he never did.
Thou camest like lightening through a blue, clear sky, Like a strong wind through the trees as I walked by, Like fire consuming my heart, leaving my body sighing.
Hands- young and taut, thick and thin, wrinkly and not- They're almost comical-their capabilities- A Surgeon heals and stitches, your wounds away, And mends the broken body.
She sits all alone In a room full of hate She stares at their eyes And notices they’re fake ……………………………
Mistaken Always shaken We move because we're told But it's getting old Tired of these rules The tools They say, the tools to life To growing and succeeding To living and competing Jump, run, and go They say it but really though What do they mean
The fields of war, we all cry, Let’s take a moment and take a big sigh. This isn’t what life should be! Let’s just get along, you and me. Let’s have the peace fly! War is nothing but a sad, sad lie,
Kiss My A** Where do I start, what can I say? Never been much for words At least that's what they tell me. "Oh you're so shy" But I stand up in class "That question is stupid"
IM NO HOE. IM NOT YOUR TOOL IM NOT YOUR BIT** IM HIS LOVE IM HIS HELP IM HIS WOMEN YOU CALL ME YOU SIDELINE HE CALLS ME HIS PRICLEES DIME YET, I RUN TO YOU SIDE
I wish you hated me, because then I wouldn't feel so guilty for wanting to leave you and give up at times. I wish you despised me no matter how much love I gave you so that I wouldn't be the one to blame.
Inside, they consume me the words of society filled with rejection My heart aches and throbs as I'm wrapped in the image of pure pefection Yet I can not grasp
“WHY MOMMY WHY?” I screamed through my tears I was little then About three years ……………………………………. Mommy didn’t care
She speaks in similes. Using her devil tongue. The way she utters A complexity of evil words Constructed to fit perfectly Into the shape of a heart that beats directly into her palm.
Why do you hate me? Is it cause my skin is the same color as the trees? Is it cause my eyes are a little smaller than yours? Or cause I hug and kiss just a little bit more?
Dear teacher, have I ever told you that I loved Math. Dear teacher, have I ever told you that all my dreams are about 2x+4=y and "Jonny had 5 bannans and gave 1 to Peter, how many bannans were Jonny left with ".
Feelings, Emotions, the basis of our existence Tearing apart every piece of my weakened heart Though through all the pain I show no resistance
Why so much? Can't you see i hate it!Homework here, homework there And you don't even bother to grade it.This is stupid why should we do it?Look at all the extra work and there's nothing really to it,So common let's admit that you don't even like
You were the one I loved, When we met in Boston. You were the one I, A world away on Skype. You were the one, At the edge of a waterfall with friends. You were the, When I married you.
Our principal hates the things we stride for From equal love to sense of style No Sir You will not quiet our souls We will rise and stand for what we proposed No Sir You cannot silence our mouths
The world we live in Is it real? are we real? Do we exits? are all this part of Our imagination. Is it because We been here, in this same spot
Its not a matter of how much I love you. Now it has turned into a simple game between my heart and mind.
Who is to say I am going to Hell, Without knowing my full story? Without knowing how I will spend my life? Without knowing all of me? Where will I go for being true?
I'm not sure Where I came from Not sure That I care Don't know my heritage I've come from everywhere I suppose I'm from My mother But the pieces Are all wrong Button eyes
Digging deep down inside, There's no place to ride, I feel a since of emptiness, that sometimes I can not hide, Who cares about my up bringing, I surley am not suprised,
I look in the mirror I wish I could see what you see Skin so pale I could illuminate the dark Curves in all the wrong places Acne that covers my face Oh the joy of being a teen Hair that frizzes
Growing up you loved me You wanted me to be a doctor or a lawyer But when I chose art you looked at me with disgust and ashamed You said that only lazy people follow art
Hate overcomes all. Hate kills the innocent child. Hate destroys the world.
"Take out a piece of paper and a writing utensil, we have a pop quiz." Pop quizzes do not challenge my knowledge Nor will they get me ready for college You think they'll prepare us for the future?
The scream filled his Heart first Then crept up his spine And throat, where it lodged In place. No sound came From his Parted lips. No words that Could describe the
I close my eyes, and understand, The only way a child can, To be beaten down with soap, and socks, I beg forgiveness, the paradox.
And so my lifeblood falls drip drip, drip, drip. drip drip, drip, drip.
You say I don't know shit, but whose teaching me? You say I won't match up to anything, but whose teaching a student that smarter than them?
Struggling to be understood Communication with no voice Assuming he's not making the right choice His body a prison, his mind a saint Can't escape Blood- boiling desire, useless dreams
Love me for me, or not at all. Love me for me, flaws & all. But whether you love me or hate, I will not fall.
shut them out, as I suffer to breathe Where are the words? Can we talk instead of scream? My opinion remains unheard The violent escapade on the frigid ground, I laid he charged at me,
I walk into the class, Room nine and all I see are boys behinds I wish they would take school more serious cause what they're doing is delerious
Day in and day out. Everything's the same. I can't stand it when you call out my name. Day in and day out. You spend nine days on a topic I swear, I'll get a gun and learn how to cock it.
The world is as ugly as it is beautiful, as evil as it is good, as cruel as it is kind, as cold as it is warm, as dark as it is bright— but you will always have a choice on which side to take.
The pain I always hide, I just keep it bundled up, I wont let it show, I wont take much more, But I can not let him go, And all these things I say, Im just lying here,
Growing up, I was toldthat all of me was wrong.A waist too big, breasts too small.Much too tall and far too wide.My parents encourageda hatred of my body.Told what not to eat.
I hate you dad It’s not personal though
“I’m not shy, I’m just quiet.” My friend says without lie But I can’t help thinking to myself “I’m not quiet, I’m just shy” It isn’t that I don’t want to talk Or that I don’t like anyone
WORLD VIEW analytical debates shows what a person hate its sad to see what we don't appreciate I just hope eyes open before its too late all we need is love
There comes a time in life when - you realize that you cant trust anybody. At first you felt loved - and then you were betrayed. Your life spins and everything you thought you knew - is now a lie.
How can I succeed Or Believe Or Achieve When oppression plagues me ? Under wraps is the violence- Beneath shadows they hide it :
I convinced myself that the world hated me. I saw there's no good I could be. In reality I was the only real bully. I beat myself up and called myself ugly. I saw that I all I ever brought was pain.
You see what you want me to see, but yet you do not see what you're supposed to see. I went home both days and nights, sitting there, fighting my own fights. No teacher, no staff, no parents; no one
You watch me walk down the halls, you know who I am. Don't you? I guess you think you do, I'm that smart girl, maybe I'm that smart guy. The one who's dorky and smart, Maybe I'm dark and alluring,
Instread of building a bridge, I built a wall to Cry behind. Instead of building a bridge, I built a wall to Administrate the pain. Instead of building a bridge,
People will treat you maliciously and wonder why you hate them. They will drag you down and wonder why you won't face them. When it comes to your dreams they try to stop them. But when it comes to your failures.........
Life is always a scare! Crying is always there,To remind us of something elseLife is always a scare. Danger everywhere you lookPain in everyone’s eyesCrying is always there
You stand there, not even acknowledging my very being. Looking at you, my vision goes red with hate and lust. Like the wind in the night, you snuck up behind me and swept me off my feet.
The ignorance of peopleAlong with the pain I'm dealing with insideAnd slowly driving me mad
I am Shapeless. A Villian to an arching Hero. I am a Pest. A Slug. A Menace. Forget MANKIND. I am pushed. Punched, tugged in all sorts of directions. Do I have a mind of my own? Again,
Lion’s taunt Monkey’s tease Hyena’s laugh Swarm of bees Loud like thunder Strikes like lightning Hurts like needles Is quite frightening Silent words unseen
Once I loved youUntil I had to turn my headTo all the things you did and said. I once loved meBut then you diedAnd even though I knew you wouldBut to this day:I wish it was me.
Every morning prior to the bedlam of alarm clocks,a smile sat royally on the throne of her majestic face.One arm thoroughly rested across her abdomen,why the other searches for an abeyant lover that
Walking silently along this dreaded pathway, Through the city of the lake, i see all of these ghosts of people, whose souls never cease to break. i find myself shaking in agony from these visions i behold,
I knew that I loved God and I thought this was enough I lead retreat, I said my prayers I clung to him when times got tough so now you say I'm wrong in believing what I do
The wrinkles under his eyes spell experience and trust as his overworked lips form the words let yourself be raw but even then i paint. I paint over the bruise on my cheek
There’s a part of me that loves. There’s a part of me that hates. There’s a part of me that rages. There’s a part of me that balances it all out. Love and hate are balanced no more.
In theory I never knew the weight of the hoodie. Contrast in its color as it grapes over my skin. Indeed I was mightier with the cape over my lens. Strolling pastimes, my ears were shuttled by noise.
when I was a child I was told that words can never hurt me I was told that a word is just a word a name is just a name it doesn't hurt. that's a lie. words are like knives in the back of the legs
you've got a thirst for fragile fallen fawns the apathy in your eyes speaks numbers in itself; lucid monstrosity (c.z.)
He loved alcohol more than your love Like ever guy ,he said those words that made you cave in Guess he thought it was enough To make it work To fall in love
You say, “Come to the green fields and blue skies, they are oh so beautiful and oh so wide.” But tell me my love… are there showers in the countryside?
Love what really does it mean? Is their really someone out there who you can call your soulmate? Can love be anti? In the books and movies you're told that there's happy endings.
Traveling the heartless tunnel, where I must defend, Where I must pace slowly, The Raging Wolf snarls in my glittered path. Muting the song of heartbreak with his temper, His seductiveness and lust-
The still water ripples out Air rushes against my frigid face So still, the water, so calm. So unlike the flight symptoms of running; Pulsating through my veins. The story of my life.
All my life I was taught what I thought was right and wrong. All my life I dressed for church and knelt before the Lord my God. All my life I sinned and hurt and all my life I lied.
What a punishment it must have been to have lost your faithful's trust again. No time to atone and no love to hone. Turns out you have to relearn how to live alone. Emotions become a circus
I'm down on my fucking knees I'm crying out oh help me please No! You stand on your own Theres no one around they have all left you Its your turn now its time to save you
Scattered in the street they lay like discarded leaves on a spring night. Bodies stacked high reaching for the heavens above, hoping God can hear their silent cries. They are alone now,
Tattered and torn. Beaten and scorned. Rejected, neglected, Abandoned when born. Surrender and yield; Potential concealed. Abused, misused Wounded, now healed. Underestimated.
He'll soon see Through your ways And finally know What I know You'll try and tell him it's ok And put on that phony show You'll make him believe it's all his fault
I lived as a child. I grew with my mother's love and my father's protection. I wasn't "right" in the school's perspective of expression. I was downgraded by my words and was labeled without proof.
POWER. HIS VOICE CARRIED THROUGH THE CROWD. HATE. DISTINGUISHABLE IN EVERY SOUND. AS HE PREACHED THE LISTENERS BECAME ENCHANTED, HYPNOTIZED. PULLED DOWN INTO THE WHIRLPOOL OF HIS WORDS
What’s the point of exhaling, When no one wants you to inhale We are all a bunch of hypocrites, you know? We say we love, but We stab each other in the back We say we heal, but
You know that this is a war,But what are you fighting for?You drop words like bombs,Through the destruction you're still calm.You don't argue for a right,You just argue to start a fight.
REAL NIGGAS, define as a man who pack heat, but then dead on the street. REAL NIGGAS, make love to a women and leave with no return, but another person scar and burn.
im on play, watching everything move in a reverse. who said rewind was good? mistakes driven through again. who said rewind was bad? love being simulated across the globe.
Every day, The hurt, It wakes me. I am the feline, Across the road, coddled by mange's kiss. Who am i? I am he, The pitbull,
He looked so sad in photographs; He looked so scared, so lost, confused, and yet he laughed. That tentative half-smile, those distant eyes, portray a struggle, wounds, and damage. He feels so isolated
Hope is near, Hope is near I heard so many years ago Time kept ticking, things kept changing If Hope ever came she's dead Keep Faith, keep Faith The old folks whose to say
Limitations of mortal,Being dead discoveries one own ability to manifest literally,The physical plane proceeds dangerously,The Spirits of the unknown are shadowy,What is milk and watery,
Shall we dance with the devil, among the many spawn of hate? Shall we submerge to such level, of a world with every dreaded date? Shall we revolt from this darkness, carrying the baggage of past displeasures?
across the universe,i fall into the sky.lucy is there,as it rains she cries,"dear prudence,don’t pass me by.”
You think that the only racism that exsist is whites hating anyone else? Please, you know nothing of discrimination. Have you heard of Denzel Washington? Did you know that he is predujuce against white people? He's even said it.
The light in his eyes shine bright as stars and just as quickly, are snuffed.
I hate your eyes I don't miss your touch I wasn't in love. . . at least not much I don't hear your voice I don't feel your breath that will not leave me even in death.
who do you think you are be aware about what you are saying gay bi straight we are all the same we eat the same food we breath the same air love is love no matter who it's with
I'm standing at a crossroads, not sure which route to take. Should i take the right road, of which so few chose. Or should i take the other, and live a life I cannot make.
Just when I feel that our relationship has prevailed You pull away and remind me why we've never been strong Not even enough to withstand the falls And never to rise You rekindle the fire that burns my heart
Black, white, red, yellow, Gunshots at night, in a Harlem ghetto, The frightening things that segregation brings, Racial hate messages sting and hurt everything, Lingering doubts even modern man pouts,
She yearns for compassion and love but cant find it Its as if everyone is blindsighted How can she be strong if hate is ignited everywhere she goes people stop and stare when she judges herself so shamefully,
What more can I say But that I hate Valentine's Day And all the stupid clichés I mean, come on Get real Roses and flowers only lead to allergies Chocolate and strawberries lead to more calories
Do we let ourselves get consumed within our personal nations; A victim of our differences by nationality? What about the genetic equations of our emotions, And the resulting masterpiece of our emotionality?
they say hate is a powerful word but they were wrong because Hate is easy when despicable vermin like you exist.
Tell it as it is. We have multiple ethinicities. Multiple sexualities. Multiple religions. Multiple desires. Multiple needs. Multiple looks. Multiple situations. We have one thing.
Where have you been?Where have you gone?I sing sad melodiesof how i was wrongand i can't even dreamwithout you in my armsso its best to believewe just dont belong
My mind has been reborn. Ecstasy consumes me.
understand me don't overlook me yet some people prefer to underestimate me but i'm over that she's misunderstood she wants to be Ms. Understood but she has really bad relationship issues
We are the Outcast, The different ones We call ourselves the Unwanted We sit and slit, and watch till we can’t take anymore Until the blood goes stale and the river runs dry
half-way through the drumroll night glass crackling, down a spinal cord wrapped around his hands his words shoved down her throat, puncturing her veins still she remains -
Pen to paper Fingers to keys Words spitting from these blistered lips Words that bare my soul I hide myself behind smiles and laughter So you don't see my pain, feel my terror
I've fallen from heaven, down upon the Earthback to the cold world, to the place of my birth I'm sitting here at night, alone out on the streetwith little clothing on my back and no shoes on my feet.
You're cold shoulder, bipolar high roller disorder Is sympathetic, arithmetic, epidemic kinetic Cope the rope and tie up the noose Pull it too tight the limb will break off loose
Flowing words of love flow like music for you Your barbed phrases tearing my defenses Steal my light, my hope Take it for yourself since I wouldn't mind it since it's you
Flowing words of love flow like music for you Your barbed phrases tearing my defenses Steal my light, my hope Take it for yourself since I wouldn't mind it since it's you
Nations that grow weeds Fall, but buds grow back again, And they bloom once more.
What the fuck have I become? Do you see the world that surrounds us? Do you see the hate in all their eyes? And when you look back, Do you see that same hate in yours? Our children are dying!
I don't believe in love. Its fairytale nonsense. A woman can be a dove. One without a conscience. It isn't real and never will be. Because men steal and no one's ever free to do what they want.
We’re living in a contradicting society A society where most protest against abortion But in the same breath look down upon teenage pregnancy A society where parents point a stern finger telling you what not to do
Skittles In one hand ice tea in the other There came a night when A boy walks with skittles in one hand and Ice tea in the other This boy did not know this would be his last walk
Doubt is a weapon used for war. As leathal as a bullet, it is cold and piercing. The bullet stops you and says you cannot move on. But what should the world make of this weapon, should it be used for evil
Can anyone become successful? Black or white? Boy or girl? Indeed, it has become quite stressful trying to make a difference in this world. We try not to discriminate, but some come from generations
This is why i write, to figure things out, to question myslef, society and the world around me and ask, what drives us to madness? What is the seed planted, from which the flower blooms?
Eyes once open now closedLips once the color of a rose.Resting in a bed of silkNo more feeling any guilt.Skin of porcelainEyes like glassNo sound other then the windWhispering through the grass.
I am a different person because of you. You were the lies to all my truths. The deception to all my honesty. The hate to all my love. The insensitivity to all my feelings. The lack of empathy to all my pain.
How could You? Maybe it was all in my head, believing we were different, that'd we last longer. I see the way You look at her, it crushes me to watch. It's not me you watch.
This is a letter to a friend.Who thinks no one is there.In times of need, in times of grieve.When suicide feels like the only answer,spreading like a cancer,through the mind, the soul.
The rods are all broken The curtains are torn The windows are cracked The floorboards are worn So much time wasted Cleaning out dust You marched in with mud Hate and mistrust
A beast. I was strong, fast, unbeatable, Red eyes, hot breath, Power flowing like blood. You were my pet, Your only purpose was to make me Happy. And when you failed
I laid on his shoulder Recognizing his ceiling His breathing so calm So full of deception I loved him I'd fallen so hard it hurt He'll change tomorrow I'd say
Am I good enough? But wait, why am I stressing out? Just do my best, that's all I can do this I can do this I can do this Telling myself wasn't good enough. Isn't good enough
Sympathetic, I am told my eyes are beautiful and cerulean; although, my emotions are not transparent. They blend and shift across the parallel planes of my persona into realms of other kinds.
Father, don’t I look pretty? My mouth is sore and my tongue is gone. All I have is anger and love and I have smeared it on my lips and cheeks for you.
As I sit on the cool beach sand, my toes greet the brisk lake water. I close my eyes while I breathe in the crisp, clean, morning air, as I search for the light through the thick early fog. I can hear the loving call of a loon to its mate.
Why do You turn a blind eye to Your faultsYou pretend You've done nothing wrongLike You were perfect and had my best interest at heartBut yet its so hard for us to get along
Trapped in a dungeon by my masked lover. He refuses to give me any clues as to who he might be. The only detail I can give is his eyes. His eyes, amber with streaks of gold and green. These are the eyes I long for in my darkest of nights.
My father is a jokerand I love him with all my hearteven though his jokesaren't funny at all Screaming,crying,breathing heavily,these were never in the brocure that they gave me
I'm sitting here thinking about what to writeit's been years since I tried to learn how to ryhmetyping isn't easyand this is just worsetrying to explain to people that making poetry makes me burst
You’re the sunshine of my cut You’re the hatred in my love I thank you for my mistake Cause it made me so crazy And I deserve it.
Just Listen… Just listen to the words I have to say ‘cause it just might make a difference to you and me
Joy is a feeling, a freeness of mind, where the euphoria of your brain runs wild all the time. Its a feeling of relief from the pain of the world, from hearings of murder, extortion..it just makes me hurl.
Spread like thick mist of perpetual darkness, The harbinger, the evil, the snake, mischievous. Slithers. Spreads the black cloud of human error across the deep souls of mortal man.
Have I smelled an onion; is there one nearby? Is the air so cold that it is causing me to start releasing water bombs? You have scarred my heart. Your mark is forever imprinted on my soul,
Words were spoken of hate, Whispers of love. And although we both loved And hated, Hate got to us. We thought we’d be hurt by another.
Why do I write? To understand. Who do I write? Myself. What do I write? Feelings. Where do I write? In the Black Book of Hate. When do I write? When I can't deal. Why DON'T I write?
I hate you so much don't you know That I can't stand you, why won't you go You make me scream and hold my head As I sob and wish that you were dead I remember back when I had cared
Into the maw of hare and fear, Drawing you ever near. Many will enter and few will leave, but those who do, lose all sanity. The maw holds a presance, Of which you would never believe.
I've never been one to cheat or even flirt With someone who's not mine. I don't know what's happening, why I suddenly want this. To be unfaithful. There are others,
You remind me now of a Ghost that once haunted me. One that made me cry, into the small hours of the night. In pain, Unloved, Unappreciated, and Used. Bruises,
She watched her king walk away, Leaving her all alone now everyday, Just left her standing by the queen, Her broken life now everyone has seen, She was all alone in the palace,
love is not kind it is not everlasting, nor unconditional love will appear and vanish like a bolt of lightning in such a brief moment that if not for the pain, one would question its existence
My world flips upside down, and my mind gets mixed up. I get accused of having an attitude 24/7. I HATE THAT! I know when i have it, and most times i dont, but when i tell them...
I'm sick and tiredof being a constantcatastrophe I'm sick of not seeingbones, but instead,rolls of flesh. I'm sick of all the whispersas soon as I walk away,no one liked me any ways.
I used to think the world of you Would look up to you like brothers And you just cast me aside one day Pushing me away You blame it all on me Yet you're the one who forgot how to speak
Whispers in my head The stranger voice that pulled my ebb, my flow I look around me These whispers became visible, ribbons of mist Influences pulling, gnawing
This world is filled with hate People hate each other for speaking the truth They hate each other for being gay and proud Hate towards the rich who are spoiled and don't understand the struggle
Negativity creeping all around Fighting, crying, screaming. Some escape though music, Some through tears, And if you're like me, Through poetry. Why do I write?
A cold autumn’s day No time to play A cold autumn’s night No time to fight There she stands Alone With only the sounds of the forest Her companions She steps on the earth
dreary nights pass before mei lay in a bed of flowersi feel a nuisance to everyoneas Ive wonder what i ve done wrongi think of nothing severmy heart pounding in my chestracing as i contemplate
I once thought of you as my father Although your blood doesn't run through my veins That's what I claimed But then one day; Like glass shattering, something snapped in you You took advantage of me
They say that love cant exist without hate, but i dont find that to be true The hatred is strong Strong enough to stop the love from entering my heart You said you loved me You said you'll die for me
I'm juat a simple girl lost without a soul I long for someone someone who would love me You came into my life you let me know i have a heart You helped me discover my soul
deliberate scoundrel forcing his trowel to sever the roots prejudice is given to the perceived inferior round up the unwanted ones Star Thistle, African Violet, Chinese Lantern herbaceous genocide
confined by the aroma of satisfaction, my grandfather walks the world just a game for him who holds no shame stalked by callous thoughts my grandfather sleeps seeking only to take and receive
See you are the type of girl who wants everything handed to you You want diamond rings, foreign cars and clothes made by designers who's names you can't even pronounce
It flows red Taking over the population Bringing destruction Women cry over lost children What caused one to kill another? The emotion so deep Spreading as wildfire
An eye for an eye, A whimper, a cry. Two halves of the same At war- What a shame. The wounds of one, A mirror of the other. The thread of one, Tied to its brother. The wounded wound,
Such a hateful gaze with a force to amaze but not for the good but for the unobeyed no one listens no one cares you all just sit and stare at the blank walls with all your blank cares no one lives
When you are boiling up inside, It seems impossible to hide. Your soul begins to light on fire, Like a forest blaze would transpire. The hate may break your heart in two, But in the end it's up to you.
Steady knocks upon the doors of the town. Lest they know the reign ascending soon there, But the silence grew where once was viewed dear. They were lured away with but a gown.
Hate is conceived from pride. It is nourished by guilt and thrives in fear. Dislike is the lack of acceptance. Hate can be seen as power or weakness.
I know where there's hate, there is love more abundant. So, even though I hear so much of this hate, I know where there's bitter, there also is sweet. It's lasting twice as long, so when there's much wrong, I'll choose the right!
I know where there's hate, there is love more abundant. So, even though I hear so much of this hate, I know where there's bitter, there also is sweet. It's lasting twice as long, so when there's much wrong, I'll choose the right!
To my mother To my father To my sister To my brother To my friend To my lover I ask you please beseech you even- Do not. I beg of you on bended knee Do not.
We follow the latest trends like our spines cant unbend. like the force of this society has crippled us , placing all its weight on top of us, soon our faces will meet the pavement. because we are not strong enough.
A generation defiled Immorality welcomed Violence befriended Ignorance praised I am a sinner I know it I own it Stick it to the man Stick it to their God My God...
Three words in. And what do you think I’m going to say? Tell you all my secrets... Lie and say it’s okay?
They all look at me and think they know my past. They all look and judge my actions. I am scum, a low life, an invalid. I can't be trusted or saved. My life doesn't benefit others because all I bring is pain.
Pain comes in wallows so follow with the swallows I breathe this fire down your back and take you to the gallows, forget you must, not love but lust and all the roads you used to trust
It's One in the morning and the Family be snoring I'm On the bed thinking Sleeping is boring I had some coffee I think had three cups Or maybe I need to re-up Cus the weed is my Nyquil
She has magic in her hands The wand is her pen She delicately draws the lines Then she eloquently makes them refined She doesn’t do it to waste time She does it to clear her mind
Have you even wondered where hope goes to die Have you spent your whole life just wanting to cry What does it mean to you when things shatter A million of pieces left for you to gather
If I caught a glimpse of beauty there, it was in the plastic waistlines of perfect posing bodies, headless, yet still all I aspired-- still more desirable than I could ever wish to be.
Today I lie in bed all day Not wanting to get up and play With my friends, who am I kidding? I have no friends. So lost and alone. It’s just me, myself, and I. I feel desperate as I pick up the phone
The march of feet stays in rhythm with the pulsing beat of club music more intoxicating than Jaeger, Jack, or Amarula.
The effects of a past riddled with bullets; empty shells, empty lies, hit the pavement, resounding with the weight of all lies past. You can't tell me, with all of these wounds, parts of us didn't die.
I am hurt and worried I wonder what will happen I hear gun shots, and bombs falling I see you drop in a red, dark, world I want you to stay, but you insist to go I am hurt and worried
Young men keep street corners company, impressionable young women keep those young men warm. No promise of a home is intended, desperate for opportunity they implode.
(poems go hereMy head is throbbing I want to slam it against the wall why oh Why has God disgrace me with a brain that is two sizes too small?
Hate will eat you up And twist your tongue Will cloud your sight A bitter feeling that seeps And creeps inside your heart And makes a once young girl Grow old
I love you so much that I hate you, get it? I hate you because I loved you to the point where it broke my heart I love you because your smile made me smile I hate you because you drained me of my happiness
(poems go here) Hey, I'm sitting here with the block of a writer Smoking my fags down to the filter It looks like it's gonna be another sleepless night Living in the shadows, can't seem to find a light
drunken delirious striving for an invisiable force that leaves me everytime I feel like life has flooded back into these hollow eyes,crusted lips and skulled face.
broken and alone scared and empty what lies behind these hollow walls of a body is a torture soul
The scene unfolds with little warning Words would have diminished its significance The moment itself should have lasted forever Its beauty was terrible
Old people are worthless. They waste their life complaining, they can barely drive, and half of them are senile. They have nothing to contribute to society. Stop me if you’ve heard this one:
Winding their way through the foundation Digging deeper everyday Hate is the roots of a tree Some shown above the surface Not always noticed Causing entanglements, Tripping and falling
With a traffic state of mind I can’t seem to find a friendly distraction to ease the pain of the twisting kaleidoscope known as my heart.
A box I was trapped in a box A box that was molded by the visible hand of man that told me what I should or should not be Defined by labels that are still stamped across every inch of my being because of what you say
Why not me. Look at them, they seem so happy Hand in Hand, drowning in the endless pools of each other's eye Oceans of euphoria, smiles real big like a child watching fireworks
Do you know what it's like To be an outcast Caught somewhere between Wanting to fit in But not will to be One of them?
Welcome to this world, this cold, cruel place, Where violence and hurt are quick to replace. Here are some things to which to pay mind If, and only if, you wish to survive.
Mother once told me That everything was ok That there was another day For me to believe And feel relieved But nothing was ok.
If you look outside there is war, greed, selfishness, hunger, disease, sorrow, hate, death. If you look outside there is hope, laughter, kindness, strength, healing, joy, love, life.
Why does nothing stay the same? Everything changes. Everything burns. All I want is to understand Stop paddling Be still There is risk of drowning There is always risk of drowning
here we are all alone, each of us a dry, dead bone. NOTHING left to loVe or haTe a barren wasteland of empty fate
When I close my eyes, I can see his slowly fading away. When I touch my wrist, I can feel his blood clinging to my skin. When I hold my hand to my chest, I can feel his heart beat, Slowly Fading Away.
You see darkness in my eyes The pain in the tears that I cry you used to hold my hand but that has come to and end All that I ask is that you don't judge me in the end.
I bet you don't even notice That your criticisms really hurt Please try to screen The awful things that you blurt.
*Down a dusty road he walked, his feet were always bare. No one passing with him talked, not a soul did care. None could fathom what he sought, or even wonder why.
I carry weight. I carry small things and big things. I hold the tangible and intangible. I carry what is critical, and I also carry utter bullshit.
I feel the pain from my head to the ground But everywhere I look, I never hear a sound. Not one person standing up for me No one telling the bullies to let me be. They have replaced my name with hateful jokes
Lyrical licks that lament the whips that tips the slaveholder that his chains don't hold the gold that sold out the captives, making them proactive to freeing them from the tree and be free, or is it just me?
Clandestinely cascading-- The entire, pitiful, centerfold That I consider to be a sympathetic heart
PHASE I I have big dreams with standards set high The same-old same-old, with me, won’t fly I live in a country whose president looks just like me Don’t know who he’s working for yet, but we’ll see
If the society we live in today was just a dream and a simple pinch made us come back to reality, I wonder how things would be without all the brutality.
i believe love is the opposite of hate though they both stem from passion i love you means i’ll be patient and kind enduring and true no matter what we may go through
I wanted you to know that I think of you when I carve into my flesh. I wanted you to know that come up with plans to kill you. I wanted you to know that you are a cold, selfish monster.
Why are you so mean? I don't understand You bring me down Again and again
Small and vulnerable, she listened to you. You showed her, made her believe your love was true. She didn't ask for this.
Waiting. Waiting for our reunion. We had so many plans together. But it all went to hell in the last few months. Your grandpa’s death, your dad’s abuse, your mom’s BS,
On the dance floor I skip-step and I twirl; The music slurs and blares in my near-deaf ears; As the beat slows, a boy leaves with his girl, in the dark, a seer watches her fears.
The storm in the distance begins to stir, And here I stand with the ice beneath my feet. The gusting wind is cold, harsh, and bitter, The snowdrifts are building around the lake,
Lost ambitions Abandoned hopes and dreams, A feeling that no one believes, Questioned Faith, Borrowed time, A cold emptiness inside, Deep Bitterness, A whole that's bottomless, You feel alone,
Uncomfortable situation to say the least Babying her immaturity The silent treatment feels like a cold hard slap to the face And for what? Weeping and raging What does that accomplish?
And when he said my name it felt as if nothing was wrong, When he said my name he made me feel like nothing in the world could harm me, When he said my name I felt this peace that I've never felt before,
It hurts to think about you Day or night, rain or shine I don't know what to say I love you; I hate you Your mistake, your love, but why?
The cat, with a stern face walks alone. With shoulders back and head held high Taking in what little love given and always looking forward.
The Holocaust burned us with memories and fears These moments where all of my faith had let loose All I could do was hide My dreams turned to ashes the more I thought I would escape
At the point of no return. crashing falling soon to burn. my minds a crumbling abyss, amiss at my fingertips. loosing, lost. struggling at what cost? life is empty, that triggers tempting. transformation, this sick sensation. justification?
I can't see it, but I can see what it does. It gets under your skin; it overflows your veins. It dissects minds, sorting through your fears and your dreams. Manipulating your decisions, poisoning your beliefs.
We stand here and shout, Pain and anger roaring from our mouths, "Don't do this!" "We must do this!" "You demons!" "I hate you!" Why must we hate? Is it because were human?
The people march to protest their oppressors Because they no longer want to be the lesser. They are motivated by the professors To not be the aggressors; The ones who fight first against the suppressors.
I knew you were Something special One year Eight months And nine days ago when I first saw your beauty soaring over social norms with gilded wings; You could never touch the ground.
How does one see themselves as less than a human? Do we not bleed the same blood? Do we not walk the same earth? Is there such a thing as acceptance? Acceptance before death.
Frilly dark ripples, made of Death. My love, he brings me flowers. Petals break, break the surface of lies. The once painful black, Gone, and now I am alone. He cannot hide, and I reflect.
Hard, hard shell. Hard shell; Outer layer Darkness hate bitterness All one, wrapped up; Me. Build it up, build it close; it's you.
Angel-Headed hipsters Lend me your ears For I constantly find myself wondering How many of us are really here? How many of us are truly living our lives
Strangled noises of fear forget to free themselves, Blurred objects in horror sprint by, A haze of red and black. Black as night, as coal, as death. Shocked expression on every transparent figure,
I looked on in horror as everything seemed to happen in slow motion I wanted to help, to cry out and tell her that she needed to fight They were shoving her around, rough as a stormy ocean
everybody is looking for LOVE but we wind up with PAIN it's not peaceful like a DOVE It's more like a thunderstorm mixed with hail and RAIN
What is distress in the land of opportunity My life is a snitch because in the end she's always telling on me I'm falling further into the abyss and its taking a tole on me
Not liking the first I start a new page Realizing that life only sucks when You are no longer playing center stage I think maybe we should try this again
Every action has a reaction So am I not just a puppet to the strings of previous events Am i just a reaction to an action
Even the coldest hearts need someone to love We'll watch these bodies burn and turn into one Together we'll hear them scream, together we'll watch them fade As the wind gently blows them away and away
Why so much killing, from north to south, from east to west? Why so much pain that no one should endure? Why so much sadness, we cry ourselves to sleep?
what do you do when life is hard and you have nothing left to give it just keeps hurting cause you know you hate to live what do you do when you dont know what you live for because everythings the same
I don’t need your flowers or jewelry, You never offered it anyway. I offered you hugs and kisses, You rejected them all with a shrug. I wanted to be happy, therefore I wanted your love. I can finally see.
There are explanations. Explanations that God keeps tucked away in a little box, In the corner of his office. He doesn’t even know what he wants to do with them.
It feels like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff next to a calm sea and at any moment I could slip into the blue abyss quietly, the water would burden my lungs and with my last breath,
I am a story with no ending. I wonder why you did what you did. I hear to many lies. I want it all to stop. I am a story with no ending.
Another day stuck in dismay Rain clouds follow me everywhere Just another bad day they say I know they don't even care
I have a cat, and then I had three, four, five. Alonelyness. Feeling the world caving in, the door to a better life closing day by day. Alonleyness.
Once upon a time There was a little girl She had a mother and father And a small black puppy And her room was blue And her sheets were blue And she was in preschool, Where she made a friend
You saw me there yelling for help You didn't care You saw the pain You could have helped me up You knocked me down instead You kept hurting me You didn't care
One day you will realize how much you hurt us physically and mentally One day you will see the pain in our faces One day you will noticed how many lives you ruined
I wake up, 5 am as usual I get ready for the torture ahead I arrive at school I walk down the hall to my first class I sit down "GROSS!"
Pour her feet in emerald flames Place her hands in ruby grains They pulled his brain from the southern swamp Clenched to a tree. They poured their golden bleeds on his palms The flares on his jeans sing to them.
My mother and father gave me birth, they said I had extreme worth. No brothers or sisters; no family or friends. This is where my story begins.
Hate. The world I know of is filled with it. Is there anywhere where hate does not reside? Hate resides in the men who beat my father for the color of his skin. Hate resides in the policeman who arrested my uncle because he was black.
I want to live! Live without the suppression of who I am. Live without the regret of what I should be. Live without the tolerance of guarded emotion. Have a ritual of union Without my freedom denounced
I want to live! Live without the suppression of who I am. Live without the regret of what I should be. Live without the tolerance of guarded emotion. Have a ritual of union Without my freedom denounced
I love when our eyes collide, and the time afterward when the awkwardness subsides, I gaze into the blaze of your iris Inside, where truth lies
Movements, they start off with people. Racism. Sexism. Prejudism. We live with 'em, Sit next to them on the bus. Glared at. Snared at, listen to them while they throw hate at, us.
We are the people of this world We are the people of America What are rights? Does rights have a color, a ethnic a gender, a race? NO Rights are something that is given but yet earned.
Ridiculed, the punch-line to every joke. Do not tell me what to do, I am not a part of you. Don't you know it hurts? The scars gather as well as the tears. Deeper they dig into my skin. Fears.
Now you lay me down to sleep The soul God prayed for you to keep. Sentenced to die before I awake, My life ended, because of one mistake.
Feeling lost and so alone No one to turn to Somedays you just gotta hold your own Empty heart and broken dreams No one to turn to All alone and ripping at the seams Beaten down and can't get up
I love that way you look at me Those blue eyes smiling back With that gentle look on your face Love the way you make me feel Like there's no one else in sight When you hold me close And kiss me flawlessly
Our world is not free. Freedom is to be equal in this world we share.
My God isn't her god, Isn't His God, Isn't your God. My God has a different name, a different form, and claim to fame.
Freedom is an essence we do not yet taste, Slavery is scarce, but rights we still chase. When will this hostility come to an end? When we die off into eternity's wind? We cannot yet feel the end of this flame,
I'm leaving. Not here, not there. Not anywhere. I won't be remembered. And I won't be missed.
It’s the stare that burns like fire upon skin The feeling like you could never belong hides within The tear that falls slowly releases the hurt It’s the hurt felt by generations
We walk, and hold our signs in the air. They're heavy. But nothing is more heavy than the unforgettable burden of being me---us.
Superior? Infereor? What are these words I hear? You assign them to races, To put them in their places
I hear the sound of guns "Bam" "bam" “bam” I hear the screams from afar The horrified screams like nails Nails screeching across a chalkboard I hear the sound of laughter As it fills the air
Gramma told me that it's bitterness that eats the soul, A bitterness one cannot control. But it is He who shed light, On all of those who were in a fright.
The wheels go round up an down, hear that sound? Not us. We're deaf. Deaf to life.
Lily sighed and Lily cried, when she heard that her father died. Lily prayed and Lily swayed that he was still alive. Lily’s rage and Lily’s cage began to grow and expand.
I try to get you to see More than the outside of me. Is brown or white... Fat or slight... Of any endurance or servitude to the soul? In judgement we still hold Each Other in a constricting hole
Cast out from the world, You wander through a dark forest. The cold wind snaps and bites at your cheeks, While your tears fuel the icy fire. The bright white snow is the only thing that gives you light.
Don't you hate, When you're the only one? Like that dried up raisin, In that 90 degree sun? Don't you hate, Just sitting alone? Like there's no one there To sit by you on your throne?
You’re on my mind all the damn time. I just want you gone, I just want you out. There’s nothing there from your end, just the emptiness of a friend.
It was never my intent to return to this place dark halls of betrayal, and lacking in grace Lustful intentions, like geysers of steam scald memories ‘neath mahogany beams
He haunts me. Like a ghost, my husband haunts me. The red-tailed hawks that cry out over head taunt me mercilessly. That was his favorite bird of prey. Cardinals that whistle and sing as the day wakes up
Under one roof in a thousand years A girl will draw what she sees What was once green was now the opposite of plenty The nations had squabbled from the East to the West Each wanting more for the people they blessed
The weight of the world is on your shoulders; The way to success is your path. You don't want to be a dissapointment, For the tears of the victims would be your bath. You shout for the people to hear you,
My Life, my one true love, The one thing that makes me happy to wake up to every morning. My uncontrollable consistency, the one thing I want to commit too. I love you Life. I promise not to fight, push or shove.
Attaining the pain cliffs Clenching fists Intent to murder translates as violence tears, Like the warmth of coffee – All through me The tingling energy of rage surge my cadaver.
I am so torn Like aborted babies that aren’t born Separated and thrown into a furnace To be burned up because of people’s purpose To reign as kings, Though he called them gods Little g’s
we are living proof,, so here it goes, the living truth, said uncoated without any cuth. I remember looking out the window staring through bars watching , but the window was to blurry to see the stars.
Something must be wrong with me with all this hurt inside, always bursting with anger, and never any pride.
Falling from the sky As if to watch the clockwork of every person shuffling by to understand our differences and always know our consequences but there is one thing we haven't learned:
It's everywhere All around us in the broad open Yet the blind can't see What's under their nose
Death. The word is pregnant with emotion.
Thought to be a normal plain Jane day Cali, Columbia in beginning of May, uprooted and thrown like a weed in the garden. Squealing sounds derived from son’s mouths, waiting to be told we’re moving out.
Hay me, What sadness this is. Life in itself A pitiful journey. The contradiction. The hate, What an odd place this. What an odd place.
Go look at yourself in a mirror, Find a picture, Look at someone kind of reflection, Because I want you to see that your small cut has turned into an infection, No Band-Aid is going to fix it,
The girl who had everything Yet nothing at all Stared blankly out the window As she felt her emotions fall So she began to wept but she knew not for yet She thought herself mad for she should be happy.
This man has given everything he has has given so many years of his life for you. To protect you. And you have the nerve - the sheer audacity - to fight? Your petty argument
Have you head the news today, If only we could close our eyes and wish it all away, slowly our world is drifting out into the fray, you must promise that you will stay, we fight all these battles, but can you tell me who has won?
I live in a world of black and white Bu I’m all color. From my skin, to my hair, To my eyes, Even my insides. I’m full blown color But they paint me black. They paint me white.
This is a take over for the Earth. I wish you drowning in dreams as it seems. the planet will be dead soon anyway. I hope you cut your throat and bleed blue, because thats how I feel.
Fast cars, fast planes, designer jeans You're dreamin' of fortune and fame Complain, complain, complain That's all we really do That man on the corner is starving Who knew?
I adore sleeping. I never want to wake up. I like feeling “dead”.
Time does not exist, only clocks. My body is a pendulum. The rubber soles ticking along the concrete so harmoniously as to measure out the perfect period.
Life, each turn Leaves you more lost than the first It's just something That's when it's bad, it hurts Not knowing how one day, will go That's the reason why we get up To suffer each day of it
The battle for life, is like this: Friend against friend until all are lifeless They never see how they hurt, or whom Rather, they only See at their doom Where destruction laughs And they scream
If thy lovest long And thine love be pure Hate and love be twine Love is strange, rest be ‘sured Thus love maketh the blind
Don’t, Don’t Can’t, Won’t You’ve used every excuse more than once But I won’t forget My vow above all Against you I promise to bear a grudge Is it right? Is it rational? I don’t care
A battle scene, A terrible war. Does this seem familiar? Has it happened before? In the midst of the battle, Both sides losing ground; At the same time, on each side, A man is hit down.
She sits in a corner all alone. Another day of being bullied at school and home. Shes too thin. An anorexic girl. Shes too quiet. Scared of the whole world. Everybody hates her because she is different.
Love is watching someone dying, Their bodies slowly falling. Your heart an empty room, Walls of red dark like a tomb.
Hate? Hate. What is the definition of Hate? Hate: To dislike intensely or passionately. To feel extreme aversion for or extreme hostility toward. To detest; is that your definition of Hate?
Here I am sitting all alone, but it’s only in my mind She is here, they are all here…scared… Waiting…waiting for him to return. All you hear are the teardrops of stolen bodies Drip drop drip drop
He was madly in love with my mother and whatever chance came for him to help out in any way he took it.