Feelings Just a few nights ago, IFeelings2 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
had a dream about someone who
understands me for who I am. They
know what I am going through at
this very moment in time. He
has been around in my life
longer than my current
he told me that
he has these
Downward Spiral Tie these shoes laces in knots so IDownward Spiral3 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
can trip and fall into you.
String me up a flag pole and hang
me out to dry.
Tighten the grip on my heart and
make it pulsate in your grasp.
I want to feel finished at last.
cut me into Papier-mâché because I'll
up doing it myself
Put me in a cage made of steel
so I can learn what it's like to feel.
My thoughts are loud and my
tears are at bay but what happens
when dad's not there on the 26th of May?
I need to feel alive someone
anyone bring me back
I'm a ghost haunting thes
Is this paper worth my words YIs this paper worth my wordsIs this paper worth my words Y17 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Your words always hurt
If I Closed my eyes would that fill the silence
You say you love me
But what is love
I feel lost
Is the definition of love
But can it become enough
Can someone like me be really healed
Of my illness
So why can't you just show me your emotions
I'm dying each day
When you don't reveal your heart to me
When you unleash your anger onto me
I want you to say sorry
But if you don't feel it then I can't put it there
Don't you love me anymore
I would carry on loving your until my core had fallen
out onto the floor
Until the last bell rang out
To give you a sign where I am going to kill
3 Words Today I went to that place3 Words1 day ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
in front of a lot of people.
Today I wanted to break each time someone
asked if I was okay.
I need to draw lines on my arms again
because the urge to do more damage is setting in.
I’m hiding beneath the sheets of this
because if you knew what goes on
in my head
you’d realise how badly I want to be
I don’t write for the faint of heart
its a new way for me to start over
and each word is a piece of this master
thousands of pieces that have yet to
I choose not to abuse My realiI choose not to abuseI choose not to abuse My reali2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
My reality by fading into familiar dysfunction
I will treat her gently without expectation
so true magic my exist unfiltered
Or inhibited by narrow perceptions
But soft hear you not the ringing of the spheres?
They vibrate my cells into intricate Mandalas
The way the tuning fork vibrates grains of sands into shapes
A BabyA Baby <3A Baby2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
A Baby you say you want.
Im only 20.
Is now the time?
Are we ready?
I asked this every night.
And tonight I got my answer.
Tonight I prayed.
For the answer.
Yes we both want one.
And Yes we are ready.
And yes especially we can afford him or her.
But is it what he wants?
Well I found out tonight.
Tonight the maker from the sky came to me.
I didnt ask him too.
But he did.
He Jesus Christ showed his face in the clouds, in that dark humble sky.
I ask him, Is this what you want???
And he showed me a woman in the clouds.
A woman with the moon in the pawn of her hands.
Her Hands were just right where her stomach was.
Which meant Yes.
Dead Man RisingMany a season passes, his gaze obsessively focused from the realm of reality. Within his soul, a longing for something more than what is in front of him is all but haunting.Dead Man Rising2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Fooled to think that this lifestyle be routinely dull is an annoying thorn thrusted into his flesh, what on God's Earth does he hope to realize?
And though it may seem as such, his debts have yet to be lifted. He has not yet earned the right to the riches that lay in waiting in front of him. Just the very thought of it make it seem very distant beyond attainable.
Oh, how he cannot stand the torture. Submissive to reality, his realization of a dream is still a long and
Deadly Tornado There's a storm brewing inside of me hDeadly Tornado2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
This violent tornado is daring to a
i Swallow me alive and my heart l
s is numb from the pins and e
needles stabbing and jabbing
f so I can't from
a see what's the
l right in sky
l front of
and inside my temporal
lobe is punctured
by words I don't
I can't remember the last
time I felt alive inside
but this darkness
God Will Solve Your TroublesLook past the fog the clouds your mindGod Will Solve Your Troubles2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Agony in front, jubilation behind.
If you want to be happy forget all the pain
Just move on, and your troubles are slain.
Slip to the passenger side, let God take the wheel
He'll take you along and help you to heal.
He has a plan if you'll wait and see
He wants you to be happy and free.
As do I if you'll listen close
Sometimes I fear I want it the most.
I hope there's others who want your freedom
But not at the price of rising to the father's kingdom.
It's not your time, it not your fate
I believe in you, it's not too late.
I'll never give up on you and leave you alone
I won't leave your side, not even w
Sometimes Is this real life?Sometimes2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Why do you ask?