I am not sure what I am doing
I am grasping at the straws
Hoping for a cure
As my hands turn into claws
No I am not a monster
I have locked that man away
But lately I have struggled,
With who I am today
My life has no direction
I fall back to my routine
I start to be defensive
Teeth bared, I act mean
It's not what I want
But I am not sure how to stop
How quickly one can fall
When so close to the top
Is this where I should be?
Is this is the life I earned?
Who can be a better man
When so many bridges have been burned.
Old vices come back quickly
A false comfort that I choose
Gaining simple pleasure
For the humanity I lose.
Old friend you have found me.
It's always when I lose.
A loyal one indeed,
Though not one that I choose.
You are there in the dark.
When searching for the light.
I see a little sliver,
But it glimmers out of sight.
And though I could not grab it,
You are by my side.
Tethered for fear of loss
When acting as my guide.
When the light slips away
And I am left in shade.
Anger is all I have to say
But from you peace is made.
And as I stumble and I trip
You help to ease my pain.
All it takes is a one small sip
To be warm in the rain.
It is only a little burn,
From your lips to mine.
I know that after another turn
I will feel just fine.
I never took step and left.
I never let my hand wander, even in jest.
Never committed heart theft.
Or punched my words into your chest.
I never let the flowers run dry.
I never was cruel to discount your work.
Never have I fed you a lie.
Only truth behind my smirk.
I never was short of breath
Speaking sweet hoping to coax a smile.
Never wanting this death.
But I guess I saw it coming for a while.
I am exceeding caution
Its starting to be fear
With no rhyme or reason
My mind becomes unclear
I have been here before
Which may explain my state
Could the curse be real,
And I just follow fate?
To someone I can trust
Someone to take me in
Who believes that I do good
That I could never sin
Then something in me gives.
A memory comes back.
Without much of a warning
I turn around and snap.
I did not mean to do it,
But there is nothing left to save.
I did the deed and in the act
Wound up digging my own grave.
Once again I am at the start.
Even more fearful and alone.
Left to wonder for myself
Is my heart to cold to own?
If I dont give into
Articulation is my skill
When writing on a page
But all of it is lost to me
When trying to fight rage.
Im not sure where it starts.
From vaults in my mind?
That hold my insecurities
And feelings of that kind.
And if the vault is open,
Or someone sneaks inside
To see what makes me tick.
And where my secrets hide
Im sure they would not get it
And could not do the math
To see this peaceful man
Is controlled by Wrath.
I am reading poems and notes
Retracing memories and lost hopes
Clenching photos and broken frames
Looking at the mentioned names.
Each word is a spark to add
Driving my title closer to mad
Your voice echoes, I still desire
My mind catches and is set on fire.
More emotion now unlocks,
Digging deeper into the box.
Finding things guarded by shame
I try hard to extinguish the flame.
I'm not sure what I thought I'd find,
Keeping box on hand and mind.
But even with a burning head,
I know that box should of burned instead.
There is something about her
I understand so well
Like a world I am welcome in
Though it relates to living hell
Its somewhere non-existent
But we call it equal ground
Where waking world falls silent
And our real selves our found
You could call it a dream
Though I pray its something more
A place that I could find Love
Or at least land on its shore
Your eyes are sharp as razors by BBWulf, literature
Literature
Your eyes are sharp as razors
Your eyes are sharp as razors and never miss my stare
As it looks up and down your figure,I whisper "I dont care."
Then those fair cheeks flush. I cant help but grin.
Between thumb and index finger, I gently take your chin.
I pull you for the kiss and you tell me to behave.
For anyone id fight it, but for you I am a slave.
I wink my eye and laugh it off so my ego doesnt bruise.
Sorry dear but I forget that you still have to choose.
I gesture to the bartender and beg him for a drink.
The boys and I have cigarettes so you and I can think.
When I return to you, your smile warms my heart.
I wish I could be yours, instead of play the part.
S
Im trapped inside this rut
Like spinning in the tide
Im searching for the surface
But it likes to run and hide
I cant break down these walls
These fences hold me in
I beat them with my fist
But never seem to win
Its wearing down my will
My energy goes low
When the clock runs out
I will have nowhere left to go
Someone come and save me
Im sinking in the sands
Im screaming til im hoarse
Im throwing up my hands
Im calling out to anyone
I hope that they can hear
Im drowning in the world
And swelling up with fear
Yes I call to my savior
Though do not know their name
If they do not answer
Who am I to blame?
I think im empty though not sure how I feel. Cant really tell if this world is real. May have gone numb but not sure for how long, I could probably die at the end of this song. This worlds gone wicked and taken my soul, I try to keep clean, at least thats my goal. Nothing is solid when leaving my lips, my brain takes vacation and reality slips. Falling now to Wonderland where pretty girls take my hand. Follow them into the flowers. Dont try to call, im gone for hours. Bring myself back to the top, how I got to the bottom, I forgot. Clamber up out of the ashes, see the liars with hero sashes. Strip them naked and take the blame, infamous is no
There is something about her
I understand so well
Like a world I am welcome in
Though it relates to living hell
Its somewhere non-existent
But we call it equal ground
Where waking world falls silent
And our real selves our found
You could call it a dream
Though I pray its something more
A place that I could find Love
Or at least land on its shore
Your eyes are sharp as razors by BBWulf, literature
Literature
Your eyes are sharp as razors
Your eyes are sharp as razors and never miss my stare
As it looks up and down your figure,I whisper "I dont care."
Then those fair cheeks flush. I cant help but grin.
Between thumb and index finger, I gently take your chin.
I pull you for the kiss and you tell me to behave.
For anyone id fight it, but for you I am a slave.
I wink my eye and laugh it off so my ego doesnt bruise.
Sorry dear but I forget that you still have to choose.
I gesture to the bartender and beg him for a drink.
The boys and I have cigarettes so you and I can think.
When I return to you, your smile warms my heart.
I wish I could be yours, instead of play the part.
S
Im trapped inside this rut
Like spinning in the tide
Im searching for the surface
But it likes to run and hide
I cant break down these walls
These fences hold me in
I beat them with my fist
But never seem to win
Its wearing down my will
My energy goes low
When the clock runs out
I will have nowhere left to go
Someone come and save me
Im sinking in the sands
Im screaming til im hoarse
Im throwing up my hands
Im calling out to anyone
I hope that they can hear
Im drowning in the world
And swelling up with fear
Yes I call to my savior
Though do not know their name
If they do not answer
Who am I to blame?
I think im empty though not sure how I feel. Cant really tell if this world is real. May have gone numb but not sure for how long, I could probably die at the end of this song. This worlds gone wicked and taken my soul, I try to keep clean, at least thats my goal. Nothing is solid when leaving my lips, my brain takes vacation and reality slips. Falling now to Wonderland where pretty girls take my hand. Follow them into the flowers. Dont try to call, im gone for hours. Bring myself back to the top, how I got to the bottom, I forgot. Clamber up out of the ashes, see the liars with hero sashes. Strip them naked and take the blame, infamous is no
Im sure you think you have me.
Claws into my throat.
But when it comes to who has who,
I think we should take a vote.
Everyone could see it.
You faltered every line
And when you went to kiss my wound
I pulled away in time.
I left you without words.
Your cheeks were flushed red.
It wasn't what was spoken,
Though what I left unsaid.
I saw every move,
Before you played it out.
If you stepped my way,
I was sure to change route.
You're dancing around an issue,
But i'm the one playing the tune
If you don't see it now dear,
I am sure you'll see it soon.
Over and under I start to fall, punch my knuckles through the wall. Took the pieces in your hand, tried to mold me to a man. Couldn't see past the curls, snake bites and Audrey pearls. Looking deep, I start to troll, cant sink a shot so smoke a bowl. You just smile, crack a smirk, reminding me your little quirk. When you spit words, things transpire, talking with that Aries fire. Crossings lines meant to stand, broke more fingers in my hand. You want things to stay the same and who am I to really blame? Sometimes I overreact, flirt with girls and get off track. Still that's the only time i'm mentioned, when girls are giving me attention. Yes
No this cant be true
I won't accept a word
I don't know what to do
I'm not sure what I have heard
They say shes back in town
But I haven't caught her scent
I don't want her around
And I hope she came and went
She knows I am vulnerable
I swear its her sixth sense
To come back for some reason
And laugh at my expense
No one saw her coming
But that is always the case
She is like a poison
That never leaves a trace
Trampolines, plums and pool
Wearing uniforms to school
Hitting Devyn in the face
Babysitting at your place
Lolipops break my teeth
P.E. shorts underneath
Basketball with Ramone
Getting our own cell phone
Little Mermaid in Cast 2
Wearing black, doing crew
Graduating, freshman year
Smoking pot, drinking beer
Getting tickets, getting graded
Going home and getting faded
Memories, shades of gray
Time for you to move away
Its ok, keep in touch
We will call, not so much
See you now and again
We are cool, you are my friend
Fall asleep, then alert
I can hear my sister hurt
Hear the news, start to cry
Oh my friend why did you die
the title is too cheesy to post by BBWulf, literature
Literature
the title is too cheesy to post
im sure one day youll wake up
and think it was a dream
a love like ours existed
flowing gently like a stream
and like every river
we went our seperate ways
though we keep on going
some of the other stays
and though we once were strong
the memories grow faint
and slowly at our fault
the memories we taint
even if we hate
and our rivers start to shove
we can never shake
the effects of our own love
Locked away in a cage
lies the peak of my rage
its getting harder to control
as the evil takes my soul
no longer is it my decision
i can not stop the transition
and here you are to fuel the fire
throwing gas so flames go higher
i probably should leave you in the past
so i can keep control of wrath
The sound of sandpaper followed Arry everywhere that he went. Dragging his feet behind him as he walked home, he recognized that godforsaken sound again.
He heard it all day at work, he heard it in his tired, dragging feet, he heard it in the sound of tires across pavement and chipmunks running across grass. It was forever present, forever torturing him.
Arry was only 10 years old, yet he was working an illegal and dangerous job. “Street rats” like himself didn’t usually get all that much protection from the government, and they didn’t ask for it. If you wanted to live, you worked. If you wanted to liv
I watched as those letters burned,
And a tear fell for every note.
I'm trying to accept,
And somehow figure that you're gone.
I can't hold onto you anymore,
These sparks of memories,
Are driving me mad.
Do not think me cruel,
Define it as burning love.
I couldn't think of a better way,
Than to simply burn the memories
Out of my head...
But I guess that's the thing,
Those recollections may never be scorched,
Only,
Forgotten.
I find comfort nowhere these days. My work has become strict and controlling, allowing the free spirits that work there to finally die off and conform to our corporate reality. My best friend is starting to realize he has more answers and ambition than I do, putting a strain on what was oncd a balanced relationship. My hone is more painful than ever. My mother has been diagnosed with breast cancer and all I can do is think how the one person who knows her on here will react if at all. The house is barely holding together as my parents try to ignore reality. I cant blame them since I never thougbghtanything could touch my mother.My computer ha
So recent events that have unfortunately all come one right after the other have lead me to ponder something....
Most of my poems(atleast the ones I like best) are all romantic. They are also all inspired by a girl. Normally I would like to keep everything anonymous but after thinking for a bit I sorta want to be the big jerk to put there first names only in the description of each poem thats about them. Maybe only in the ones that I diss them in. Why? 1) I wanna remember that sort of stuff for shits and giggles later lol 2) I want to see how some react 3) why not?
Now honestly I probably wont but its a still serious thought! I would of cou
This sucks. My boss is on vacation and still able to make my life miserable. Three overnighters in one week followed by a wave of 77 cases of shipment. Ontop of that my stomach keeps feeling sick cause of a stupid chick that I should just forget but cant cause for once in my life....I didnt deserve this. Now im starting to get sick and im developing a crazy cough. I feel miserable almost everyday and just want to curl up in my bed and sleep until a month goes by. Things gotta be better by then. I just feel like im sinking and not even my poetry is bringing me up. Hopefully this party trip to Palmdale with Steve will make things better. His gf