I Write PoetryFrom the dark, the clouds approached, of shadowed lightning and cracking thunder, descending upon these magic few, trust was divided and friendships sundered, yet hope held firm, stoic and strong, into the fray, love made its leave, to the eye of the...See More »
I Feel Broken InsideI am Damned and doomed, Forever ill fated, eternally lost, Condemed, cursed, endlessly ruined, A hopeless romantic, evermore starcorssed.
I Hate MyselfYesterday was chaos, both heaven and hell, So unsure of the future, I guess only time will tell.
I Write PoetryA belated heart finally beats. a floodgate of tears cracked open, Past moment's breath now exhaled, a silence long overdue of being broken.
I Write Poetryit started with a spark, then became a faint glow, onto a small flicker, progressing to a gleaming glint, over time it flared up. and before he knew it his heart was consumed by the wildfire. cut to here and now. He sits at the center of it all...See More »
I Write PoetryI've seen past your walls, I see through your scars, Where you only see darkness, I see the most beautiful star, In the chaos you feel lost, It's unforgiving and cold, If only you knew the secret, Of the untold magics that you hold, The world is...See More »
I Write PoetryLonelyness, the nights when liqueurs both dark and light Can't restore warmth into you, When screams of help are choked down and can't escape your lungs. When numbness overtakes you, in the ways the forest moss consumes its fallen trees. When...See More »
I Write PoetryA place of respite from the mind, and it's ever thinking thoughts, A rest from the questions, wonderings of do's and do not's, Fleeing from a feeling a heart, from memories both dark and light, Chasing after elusive answers, are they wrong or are...See More »
I Write PoetryThe boy with a crochet heart, Made of yarns and threads and strings, A tangled mass inside of his chest, Hooks protrude from his back like wings, He takes the lies once given him, Like razors he cuts his skin through, Carving out their "I Love you",...See More »
I Hate MyselfI measure myself by my failures. And thus I have alot to be judged by. I wish just being there was enough to help her, to matter. But thus far it's not. Yet it doesn't matter because I still push for more. I can't be ok with past aid, even if it was...See More »
I Lost a FriendNestling back into a past grave, Still unable to climb out, Wishing to help, Wanting to matter beyond words, Prying open old scars and filling them to the brim with new pains. I miss you
I Write PoetryBurried under each of my scars lays a secret, Inside each one of my secrets hides pain, From the betrayal stitched to my soul, And lonliness that pumps through my veins, Their forever friendships expire, They abandoned and leave me alone, The lies...See More »
I Have a Suggestion for Similar Worldshave a REAL suggestion area, where people post and others vote and the highest one every few months gets implemented. you can even have a spot where you pay to vote to reduce people posting and voting on dumb stuff.
I Find Myself Overwhelmed With SadnessA ball of flame, the lump in my throat, Drown out by all the tears swallowed, Seeping into the cracks of a fractured heart, freezing in the cold lonliness of isolation, Slowly prying it open, exposing the nerves, Its swan song of loss and betrayal...See More »
I Lost a FriendA seemingly happenstance meeting (though my mind wants to believe it was more). I miss who I use to be, and when I saw her I could feel him clawing at the darkness that has swallowed him, screaming to be heard. Not near enough was spoken between us,...See More »
I Feel Broken InsideA fatal blow just barely survived, and like the blood from a wound, my soul coagulates. Stiffening and stifling the flow of what little life I attempted to cling to. Numb, broken, and lost in the dark.
I Write PoetryPainful sick emotions, Like a virus to a host, They've taken over his soul, Leaving him nothing but a ghost, There is poetry still inside him, Is it garbage or is it gold, So many words still left unspoken, Are they meek or are they bold, He's...See More »
I Am Damaged And Am Not Sure If I Can Be Fixed Or NotI seek sanctuary, peace, a place of respite, somewhere my memories cannot follow.
I Write PoetryDefend me from the demons that chatter in my head, Save me from the monsters that hide under my bed, Unchain me from the memories that forever haunt my past, Deliver me from the mirror, the other side of its glass, Lift me from this paper, reading...See More »
I Write PoetrySuch blind fools, A contemptible lot are we, Seeing the garden for each flower, Yet missing the forest for each tree.
I Write PoetryYou are strictly confined in the world you share with the unloving and unthinking masses during your waking life, as the light of day dims before its sleep, your body aches for a release, the stars blanket the darkness in soft glowing light as you...See More »
I Write PoetryJust the mention of you makes me want to throw up, I can feel it all happen inside me. As if the sound of your name summons the undying mess I call a heart to wake from its pain and try to climb out. Its feet stepping on my intestine, making my...See More »