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Misguided DreamsDreams.

Turned black through constant fear.

A midst the dark she can’t help but hear.

A promise made, a bond now formed.

Someone there to keep her warm.

Mislead.

~Fang.Misguided DreamsMoments ago in Free Verse

The Richest Man in the WorldHave you ever wanted to be the Richest Man in the World?
You might think, if you where, you could twirl.
But, being the Richest Man in the World can get a little lonely,
Being with no one but his money.
Sitting in a dark, unlit gold painted room,
Feeling only of gloom.
In a sad state of mind,
as if he were blind,
to all the happiness a man can find.
He did, however, once have a friend
He now wishes it could be that way again.
He drove him away,
After day, after day
Of no care in the world he could give,
and now he's in no state to live.
Being the Richest, and Loneliest Man in the WorldThe Richest Man in the World4 minutes ago in Free Verse

Mind So DrearyTonight the sky is dark and dreary
All my thoughts profound and eerie
My eyes perhaps have become quite teary
I warn you friend, do not come near me

Of countless years filled full of rage
Bottled, cramped, and stored in a cage
Let loose upon those who see this rage
They, the few, whom are allowed to age

Of broken heart, and shattered mind
Of those whom I have fallen behind
I've put myself in an eternal bind
Please, please, till I unwindMind So Dreary4 minutes ago in Free Verse

Life's TiesMemories.

Of things she’d rather not see.

Coming to her in the form of a dream.

Tears stained eyes, darkness, night.

Still feeling the sting from the edge of his knife.

Foresight.

~Fang.Life's Ties7 minutes ago in Free Verse

The one reason... - Gift?

Give me a reason to stay.

Or a reason to go.

I really don't care which.
I found multiple reasons to leave this place,
and only one to stay.

But, if I leave...
The person who formed that reason would do the same as I...

She means the world to me.
More than my family,
or past boy friends.

Without her,
I would probably be DEAD.
Or abused so much,
that I wouldn't be able to do what I love doing.

She motivates me to get up, and deal with the world around me.
She keeps me from making poor choices.
She's a sister to me,
Even though, we're not related at all.

She helps me,
And I try to do the same for her,
even though I'm bad at giving advice.The one reason... - Gift?8 minutes ago in Free Verse

God If You're Listening...God If You're Listening...
If You Remember Me...
If You Still Care...

Then Why Did You Cast Me Away?
Why Did You Abandon Me?
Why Do You Hate Me?
Why Do You Steal People From Me?
Why Do You Make ME Watch Them Die?
Why Can't You Do What You Say You Can?
Why Did I Lose Faith In You Along With Myself?
WHEN Will You Remember Me And Make Me Believe In You Again?

God If You Listening 'I Hate You'God If You're Listening...11 minutes ago in Free Verse

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What it is LikeSo this is how it feels
To be torn in half
To be stabbed in the heart
Crushed into the dust
This is what it is like
To feel like you are dying on the inside
To wish for a different life
This is what it feels like
To have major heartbreak
Do you really know how it feels?
Then why would you do this to me?
You say you are sorry
But if you are truly
You would not have done this to me
What were you freaking thinking?!?!?What it is Like12 minutes ago in Free Verse

Young and FreeRemember when we would sit and talk about our dreams?
Things we wished would come to be
Now that we are older
We realize the sad truths of life
We think seriously
We used to be so young
We used to be so free
I want to go back
I want once again to dream
Can we go back to how we used to be?
Young and freeYoung and Free13 minutes ago in Free Verse

I Am In the RainMy heart begins reminiscing about times passed,
Awakening emotions I buried within the depths of my soul.

My heart feels like it is tugging upward,
Calling in a morbid longing to a hand almost forgotten.

To words left unspoken,
To touches left undone.

My throat ties itself in knots,
My eyes relinquishing tears dammed for years.

My voice, weakened, begs a question that has plagued my mind,
“Why?”

My heart and soul has been trapped,
Held captive by life’s unruly torture.

My cries lost within a roaring sea of problems,
I try my best to stay above them,
But to no avail.

I wonder if she still sees me,
I wonder if she can I Am In the Rain16 minutes ago in Free Verse

I am not enchantedI am not enchanted

The dreams came but they weren’t dreams
I was awake but I felt hands, fists, the heat of the witch’s oven.
No gingerbread enticed me just stories.
I would rather have the gingerbread,
Candy canes entering my mouth.
So I cut myself, intricate whorls, the meanings of an Irish sacrament
transcribed in ink by monks who believed
an infinite number of angels could dance on the head of a pin
because they are incorporeal, no bodies to hurt.
I cut myself. One night with razors I cut myself so many times,
drew upon myself images, words, curving lines
until I could not move for a day.
Arms, legs, belly enflamed. SomeonI am not enchanted18 minutes ago in Free Verse

Age of RecollectionMissing…

Fragments of a forgotten time.

Etched within a little girls mind.

Thoughts feelings, odd sensations.

Dreams, languages no explanation.

Intuition.

~Fang.Age of Recollection20 minutes ago in Free Verse

RequirementSo We have this nice little
get together
that we feel you'd be perfect in
all you need to do
to be reserved
is to have the following:

Low Self esteem
A Quart of Alcohol in you
Lavish sultry clothes
physical objects of Vanity

That's all we ask
that's all we need
that's all we want
that's all we require.

So I have this nice little
poem
that I wanted to make for all of you
but first what I need to do
to have it submitted
is to include the following:

Excessive use of pronunciation
Plenty of Simile's and Metaphor's
A Pretentious Attitude
Stubborness to Traditionality

That's all I ask
That's all I need
That's all I want
That's all I require.

Requirement21 minutes ago in Free Verse

Your Definition Of PerfectThe crisp cold winds blow,
They grab me and pull me away from home.
I feel shivers on and underneath my skin
And everywhere else in-between.

You’re not here to keep me warm
Like you should be
Because you're with her
And you know I love you.

Your love is distant from mine
And when I think about your lips
All I want to do is kiss them,
But I can't.

All I’ve ever asked for
Was a boy to write a poem about me,
But you decided to write one for her;

I guess I'm not your definition of perfect.Your Definition Of Perfect22 minutes ago in Free Verse

Teen-AgedOur lips collide
and then they are sent
spiraling apart
into space
creating atomic-problems
of the teen-age
and making blackholes
that we nickname
suicideTeen-Aged26 minutes ago in Free Verse

Taking Everything You mustn'tTaking Everything

You mustn't take the blame.
Don’t you ever feel ashamed.
I will never be the same.
Let me go, I never felt oh so cold.
I’ve never been so alone.
I cant see, so just take my hand and lead.
Why cant I love you.
I just miss you.
Why cant I sleep when your not next to me.
I just feel so restless.
I’m just so breathless.
You took my heart and fixed it.
Now you just ripped it.
I want you back.
It will never last.
You just took everything.
If you thought.
You were the everything.
Forever must I rest.
To you this was our last goodbye.
I just wanna forever cry.
I love you, but do you feel so much pain within.
I hoTaking Everything You mustn't28 minutes ago in Free Verse

sparksfire scarred lips
cinders, sundered
smoke trailing
pale hands
vanishsparks29 minutes ago in Free Verse

Darkness to LightHer heart consumed by the pitch black night.

Released the soul that turns shadow to light.

Converts the foam into a clean sea breeze.

The shores of Mayore she’ll forever be.

~Fang. Darkness to Light29 minutes ago in Free Verse

Ethereal ChainsSplit.

Is the form that chose to stay.
She clings to the cliffs awaiting the day.

Seventy years the wall that divides,
begins to lift at the turn of the tide.

The chains that bind begin to fade.
Now freed is the soul that chose to stay.

~Fang.Ethereal Chains33 minutes ago in Free Verse

FaithSometimes
I have no clue.
My mind draws a blank.
I stare into space.
I don't know what to do.
But then you bring me back.

You give me strength.
Every night
saying the same prayer
you still are there.

You can't get back what you've lost
when all of the right answers prove you wrong
and all that you have left is to be strong
you've got to have someone.
Something.
To fall back on.

Who knows what led me there
why I did it
where that twenty seconds of insane courage came from
but even though I can't see you
you're there.
Even though I can't hear you
you're listening.
Even though I can't touch you
I can feel you.

How did I get here.
To admit myFaith36 minutes ago in Free Verse

Can't Help ItShe sits quietly at her desk.
Feeling scared and disappointed
In herself, no less. But I digress.
She's made a mistake.
She cannot shake
the Image from her head.
She told herself she wouldn't,
but she did. She can't help it.

She knows her past self
Would destroy her if she knew.
But the past is no more. An internal war
Rages on in her mind.
She's got to decide
what to do about this mess.
She told herself she wouldn't,
but she did. She can't help it.

She lays in bed at night,
Disturbing thoughts creeping in.
She enjoys them. Yet hates them.
She's stuck.
Out of luck.
She finally succombs to madness.
She told herself she wouldn't,
Can't Help It50 minutes ago in Free Verse

What I WantI want to be yours,
I want you to call me babe,
And kiss me on the lips.

I want to be yours,
I want to cuddle with you,
And talk the whole day away.

I want to be yours,
I want to go out to movies,
And many other dates.

I want to be yours,
I want to message you all the time,
And let you know how much I care about you.

I want to be yours,
I want to kiss you in public,
And not care about what anyone thinks.

I want to be yours,
I want you to know how much I like you,
And be able to show it to you.

I want to be yours,
And I want you to be mine more than anything in the whole world.What I Want51 minutes ago in Free Verse

Out of Reachalways there
yet out of reach
inches from me
yet centuries away
you think you know him
yet you know nothing
he'll always be there
just out of reachOut of Reach51 minutes ago in Free Verse

Why I Stopped WritingHere's a little story about me,
about my skill to paint a grim little scene,
to make the mind creak,
to talk of those things which we don't like to speak.

I was a girl of sixteen and I had a dream,
to exist so broken hearted that I would know,
know to the core,
that love was as real as I thought it should have been.

I was dramatic to say the least and wrote poems spanning ages,
wrote of crashed cars and seeing those eyes again later,
FEELING that stare,
knowing that though time had passed,
he'd not actually gone anywhere.

English class came,
seemed so lame,
most days in the back with the boys,
getting out of work with the most clever ploys.

Then one day the teacher said,
we could share our writing,
with all the others,
to my inWhy I Stopped Writing53 minutes ago in Free Verse

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