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Death Death is a release
Not a punishment
Some people fear Death
As if they have something here.
However when you have nothing
It doesnt matter; Death
Death relieves us of our pain
Whether you are elderly
Or a sick little child
Death will set you free
Death is lovely
And extremely popular
Or so I hear
So why fear Death
He will set me free
From all the pain
And things not gained.
If I LeaveThe heart beats
Sad and slow
For who it beats
I do not know
Would it be better
If I disappeared?
Poof, Drawn Under
Not lingering here?
Maybe I should
leave this place
You wont have to see
My ugly face
If I go
Nobody will know
They'll turn away
And forget the day
You wont have to feed me
With your unfufilling love
With your lack of care
I wont need it, Not a hair
Where I am going
I will no longer be a burden
You can love freely
Undone, Unconcerned- End.
This road...These clouds of RainHun if you do this
You will never know
The true meaning of happiness
The way it feels to glow
You are a good person
Who doesn't deserve pain
But you don't know it
And just like the clouds, you shed rain
I know i dont mean much
To you anymore
But you are still my friend
So i'll never let go
You may think I am ignorant
As to what goes on in your head
But really i've been there
And heard every word you said
You need to know that I am here
I may not be much but all i do is care
Care for you and everyone else i love
And i will remain here and never disappear
Please dont go down
This terrible road
Because one too many
Have come back hollow and alone
Hun if i could take away the pain
I would because you are special
Trust me and let me into the threshold
Reveal yourself to me and let forth with the rain
PretendThere is another person
I pretend to be
Who wears a size C
Instead of barely a B
She has gorgeous black locks
And never gets teased or mocked
I pretend myself is as she is
With a beautiful soul that is as good as his
I pretend everybody loves this me
They laugh and accept her freely
She has perfect teeth
And is beautiful outside as well as underneath
When i drift off to this imagianary land
Everybody loves me
At least that's the plan...
Not over youHave you ever thought
You were over someone
Looked over your shoulder at them
Your heart plunging under
Your emotions like an ocean
With crashing waves
Against the shore of your conciousness
Over and over again
The build-up of emotions
So full it makes your body shake
All of this pressure built up
Is too much for your heart to take
You thought the pain was over
You thought you'd locked him out
But seeing their face again
Fills you up with all kinds of doubt
Unknown Name-Old PoemMisleaded, Misguided
The love has been hiding
The love i put within him
Your lack of attention
Makes me feel like
My life is lived in detention
Just doesn't feel right
Why do you hide your feelings?
I'll never know
What makes you stay here?
You'll never show
I wanna run,
I wanna hide
Two feelings clashing
Time stands still for no man
I can't leave you without a plan
Will you let me love you
Or will we be forever doomed
Leave or StayThe love
My heart soon to explode
With happiness here, no hate to be found
You talk about her
My heart jumps behind a wall
My insecurities in the way
Do you care for her at all?
Should i leave you now?
Save myself some pain...I dont know how
Or is there nothing there
Between you and her, so fair
How do i know
When to run or when to stay?
My feelings for you grow
Every damn day
TrustWhat is this word
You all call trust
It is strange, unknown
What is this trust?
How do we trust?
If everytime we think
we see lies,
We turn around and run to go hide
I wanna believe you
I sort of do
Its just that feeling deep inside
That you'll leave for something new
I'm scared to show you things
Incase you find
That im not as special
As you thought you saw in your mind
Help me someone
Make me believe
That he's not leaving
And this relationship isnt a tease
My mind is tainted
With dark, hopless thoughts
Cure my sickness
I love him lots
Cut AgainI cut again
It felt so good to let it all out
I Let blood spill again
Havent done it in a while...theres no doubt
The beautiful metal
Against my skin
With rubies of blood
Hiding deep within
The pain is great
Yes we should know
But i deserve it
So, i'll suffer no?
Tears do not fall
For i am numb
I have made a small slice
Upon my thumb
After i am done
My body begins to shake
A cut so deep
In the shape of a capital "K"
What i said, i should never say
I deserve what i get
God. What i did today
I made a Cut in the shape of a "K"
To express my sorrow
And to punish myself today
For i have lost you now
And it is all my fault, good day.
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
now i see the stars.there was a time when i
couldn't catch my breath whenever i
thought about you , (crippled lungs and-
boy, you hit me like an asteroid,
there's a crater on my chest now that I can't ever seem to fill,
oceans of my tears cried on
nights when you couldn't be there to sing me to sleep.
thirty two poemless days after you joined the constellations,
i walked out into the yard and howled to the empty sky,
for a moment i was Gaea, rivers running down my cheeks,
weighted to the ground and
buried in myself, but
where there is no light there are no shadows, and
sometimes, i wonder if i miss me.
yes, yes i do.
i may not see the moon, but
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
to the girl i lose my words aroundi have been meaning to tell you for years:
i think you’re beautiful. i have
seen nothing on earth that holds a candle
to the ocean you carry inside your body.
it spills over your edges sometimes, like
a rain shower around you, blurring your penciled-in
lines until there is nothing left of you but your natural
cliffs, valleys, and deserts.
i like that.
i have never met someone who is, somehow,
a sea and a storm at the same time.
maybe i never will again.
maybe you are the only one
who gathers clouds on her forehead
like a promise, or feels the push and pull of the tide
with her every step.
you are beautiful, honestly.
you are honest, beautifully.
it is in the way you talk, the way you hold ice
on your tongue but forget to use it—
you always forget to use it, i don’t think
you know how.
to be truthful, i’m afraid of your smile
and how it breaks over me, how it pulls
me like a whirlpool down, how it pushes me
like a current back to the surface. i’m afraid of
Abuse Is Sometimes NecessaryPush and pull at her long hair, topple her to the solid ground,
elbow her sharply in the raw gut, shove her harshly around.
Scratch him in the pale face, punch him in the broken jaw,
do anything necessary to him that's considered breaking the law.
And when she cries because you've punched her, let her be,
and observe her when she returns to her habitual smoking.
When she passes out next day, because she's drunken too much booze,
slap her in the face once more, though many would consider it abuse.
When he can hardly walk because he thinks he's high in the clouds,
rip the needle out of his arm, and with your nails, slash him across the sweaty brow.
Grab them and shake them till their battered and bruised,
tear at their heart, scream in their ears until you've reached the point of verbal abuse.
And when she falls into your chest, and he collapses to the ground,
pull them closely, and whisper, “We can turn this all around.”
And rehab is a necessity for all of you, because you'v
i am made of nights like theseativan boy, you cannot empty out this skull -
not with a pen nor with a bullet. you can
be my hallowed head(case) for spitting out
words like teeth; oh, but i will only love you
when you're weary. i will keep crows caged
between your lungs like veins, like palpitations.
i will rot you through bones & car radios,
but i will never get (you) out of your skin.
ScienceI am more than my
F L A W S;
a masterpiece of
S C A R S
a delicacy of
D R E A M S
a sculpture of
B O N E S
R E A C T I O N
a well of
Good (Great, Greater, Greatest, You)Good (Great, Greater, Greatest, You)
I hope the title caught your eye,
because this is about you.
Many of us speak in superlatives
and ambiguous language.
In imagery-laden text masquerading
underneath double entendres
keeping us from a part of the truth.
But purple streaks and red bands,
harp strings and soft hands
don't begin to explain
the love I have for you.
So I lay these words down
simple in its vulnerability,
blemished and raw in its purity.
The term lissome fits you in many ways,
but not necessarily it its textbook form.
I speak on the part that is not readily seen
but what is easily most cogent.
Your consciousness' cognizance
is graceful in the way
you fold one syllable over
another, supple in its meaning
that can take many forms
going from idle lies
to how we idolize hollow eyes
and uncovered hip bones.
Elegance is an understatement,
but I refuse to speak in cliche superlatives.
I speak honestly
but not with exaggerated grandeur.
Because your immediate app
African DestructionUnstable minds
The rebels grow stronger
We are forced to give in
Running is now all we know
No life, no love
Just darkness below
All around us near
The cries of children
And family is what you hear
How can a monster
Such as this
Be allowed to run loose
Unleashing its deadly kiss
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