My eyes are eyes like yours,
My arms.
My face.
My blood.
All flesh and bones.
Just like everyone else.

But when you get to my heart,
You will see it houses a synthetic soul.

My mind nothing more than,
A cold-blooded machine,
Analyzing,
Organizing,
Expanding.

I bleed red,
As do you.
I feel the wind,
As do you.

But we're not alike,
My flesh is nothing more,
Than a cloak,
Covering my metallic being,
Caged in mortality.

When the voices claw at your ears,
And the footsteps creep behind you,
Turn and see nothing is there,
Hear the silence of nobody there.

I'll hug you,
I'll hold you,
I'll protect you,
Until the very end.

Your truth is,
More fiction than,
Your ugly lies.

Your ugly lies,
Are more honest,
Than your truth.

I'm in love, I'm in lust, I'm in danger, I'm endangered
I want to take your breath away
And I wanna take my own away too
Wait
Did you catch that saying?
I live for love and don't want to live anymore
That's insane

It's a contradiction between contrasted conflicts that pulls my emotions to apathy when I want to care

I'd give everything to give everything again, but I gave it once and have nothing left but memories of when you left, so turn left while I turn right and imagine a world where I make things right by writing it all out

Then I'll run out of words to say that I love you still even when my heart is still and I've moved to the great beyond
Beyond hopes and dreams and heartache and pain
Darling this isn't a game but we played it all the same, & the smile of yours that used to greet me now grieves me

You can't hear my voice read this but you still hear the desperation; I'm depressed and don't know what to do when I only knew of you; it doesn't matter, since this matter will one day turn to dust and ash

Is it really that bad to sacrifice love for love out of love for the one you love so they can love without you hurting them?

You don't need to cry, I'll hold you in my arms
Your tears needn't flow, a heart broken mends
I won't leave you alone this night, my dear
Find comfort in me, and my care for you
Tremble not in your skin, be in my embrace
Stay in the safety of this bed with me
Feel my heat and rest in my arms
Sweet dreams to you
And goodnight

Pain slathered on like grease,
The pages of my life flip by,
Regret whispers and screams,
My ears bleed at the shrieks.

A demonic companion to stab me in the back,
His blade a soothing sonnet to my flesh,
Symphony and orchestra play the requiem,
Pallbearers filter through closed doors.

I'm laid to rest on a bed of dead flowers,
Walls of agony begin to fracture and fall,
The reaper's scythe sings metallic sins,
And a wraith is born from my death...

Heart whispered to a coldness,
Frozen in a deep frenzy of isolation,
Departed from love,
Departed from hate.

Glaringly flawed from the start,
With a smell of rotten tomatoes,
Too far from peace,
Too far from hope.

Pallbearers hum colloquial serenades,
Casket battered and maimed,
Hazy memories,
Hazy memories...

I met my muse this morning
I put a bullet in her heart
She knew too much
But now I can't write

Oops

As long as you wear glasses with mirrored lenses on the inside, you will always be right in the eyes of the person you're talking to.

It's cold.
The steel barrel in your mouth,
Settled against your parched tongue.
The weight of the gun in your hand,
Heavy, unbalanced, not like you'd imagined.
No matter...

The tears fail to form as you apply the force needed to operate the trigger of the gun.
The taste of sulfur and ash overwhelm your palate as the explosion in your mouth forms.
Then the flames incinerate the skin inside of your mouth, causing pain that is indescribable, incomprehensible, travelling to the back of your throat.

The bullet spins upwards, crashing into the roof of your mouth with more force than you've ever felt, carving its way upward into your sinus cavities, causing pulses of burning waves all throughout your head.

The shockwave of the gun firing reaches your ear drums, bursting them immediately as you lose your equilibrium, becoming disoriented as blood fills your ears, trickling out the side.

Up, up, up, the bullet goes. Your mind is thinking about your mother, your father... the years you've spent on this earth.
The loves you've had, so precious in your eyes, as they were the world to you. You want to think you have no regrets, but the last milliseconds have obviously shown that you do, that you couldn't cope with fixing them.

Finally, the bullet reaches your brain, and your vision flashes in colors, breaking up and fading in and out. You're very confused as to what's going on, the people you see in your mind as your head lurches back and you can't feel the reason why. Wait, who are you? What's going on...?

Why am I dead?

Because my cries stopped falling on deaf ears,
And started sounding with a mute voice.

When I want to give in, I think of you
And all that you've done for me, friend.

I can't give in to this and hurt you
I won't hurt you like this, not in this way.

Poetry meters
Iambic
Trochee
Sonnets
Haikus
Freestyle

I don't know anything about it
I just ***** my words on a page
I don't try to learn
I don't try to improve
I'm just really good at talking
And I guess you're willing to listen
So thank you

:)

and there your heart lies
teetering on the edge
waiting
for a quiet whisper
of a breeze
or a simple i love you
just waiting for something
to ground you
or make you fall
and oh
how far you will fall
before you find what
lies underneath it all

What would you tell me if you knew the greatest gift you ever received, you didn't know I gave it?

What would you do if the greatest sacrifice I made for you went behind your back unnoticed?

You forgot that you told me that very important thing.

I never forgot it,
But I let it go,
So you can,
Be happy.

Maybe if you knew you'd be happier than if you didn't know.
I can't tell.
But it's not worth the price if I'm wrong.

It keeps me up late at night,
Knowing that you don't know;
You don't know what you said,
You don't know what I did for you.

Maybe one day you'll know.
There's already a letter to be opened,
Upon my death.
If I die before you,
You'll know.

And your heart will break.

To those who have walked away when
I gave everything
I forgive you

To those I have hurt when I sunk too deep
I am so very sorry
I seek your forgiveness

To every vacated prayer I have prayed
I have weak faith
and many sins

To the year that has tortured me
I will come up swinging
I will not bow

I cage myself because I hate myself,
More and more feeling the burn,
Deep in my heart, whispering my mind,
Telling me I'm no good, I'm not right.

My shadow is going to become my only friend,
Because I can never cause it grief or pain,
It's okay to cry for me, I'm already insane,
Loss of senses over the anguish of insensitivity.

Didn't mean to hurt you so deep,
I really should've known better,
Here, let me put a bandaid,
On that heart I amputated.

The art of expression needn't,
A canvas,
A page,
A rock,
A brush,
A pen,
A chisel.

The art of expression needs only,
You,
Your heart,
And a path out.

Is poetry an art or an expression?
Rhymes, rhythms, charms, pain,
Tell me, is it art? Is it expression?

I cannot deny poetry is an art,
Full of beauty and elegance.
Poets have such passion to write,
Which is why I have never been a poet.
I simply express myself through pen and paper,
With a poetic soul, yes, but I'm not a poet.

Passion, motivation,
Fell silent.
Fell asleep.
Deeply dreaming,
In trance.
Forgotten.
Forgone.
Oh no!

No, there's no anger
No, there's no happiness
No, there's no smiles
No, there's no frowns
No, there's no turbulence
No, there's no gentleness
No, there's no hope
No, there's no despair
No, there's no numbness
Yes, there is pain

All I write are empty pages filled with words
Trying to let out demons I locked in
To convey that I'm not okay
I'm broken inside
Nothing helps
I'm alone
I'm dying
Drowning
Nothing helps
I can't stop the pain anymore
Peace is just the time between waves of pain
Everything that is good that steps into my life
Gets taken away from me
Pushed out the door
So I'm sorry
I'm sorry
For being alone
For dying
For drowning
In thoughts not my own
I'm broken
Please leave me alone
You don't want to see me like this
You don't
Please go
please...

Withering away and fading,
This game I'm tired of playing,
It's only been you I've been craving,
Love is what I'm trying to be saying.

Beach ***** fall down,
Like I fell for you,
Cuz' you're my crown,
I want you to know it's true.

So here I am on a knee,
Begging for you to see,
That I love you, I love you.

So here I am on a knee,
Begging you to see,
That I love you, I love you,
Baby come to me.

and how are the flowers
that fail to blossom
still hanging in the
eaves of dawn
and still holding
sunlight in their petals
clutching tightly
and still leaking through
the ground is damp
but i can't feel a thing

my heart no longer
wonders or wanders
but beats with a
serenity scorched
by chaos and
left alone

alone with my thoughts
pain but then
forgiveness
my thoughts
it is finished
peace in the storm

God, is there no end to addiction in our lifetime?
Why does fickle flesh still hold power over us?
I know I can't understand Your marvelous way,
But God, why do we fight against Your Heart?
Your love is sufficient to sustain us;
We cast it aside for a mirage of dust.

We are Your Children, adopted by Your Design,
But we so often choose Your enemy to dine with.
Abba, save our rebellious hearts.
Abba, save my rebellious heart...
Turn us away from what You hate.
Turn me away from what You hate.

I feel like I'm knowing You less and less,
Can You give me more faith?
Forgive us.
Forgive me.

Oh I can't tell how I feel right now
Everything is a confusing mess
It's like my heart is shrouded and veiled
My thoughts run aground like a ship

I have doubts and fears whispering in my head
So many old ghosts wish me to be dead
I don't know how to survive this
I can't help but assume the worst

Trying to follow
My faith dearest as I
Pray on my knees for God
To please hear me
But my heart is so distant from Him
From all my falls and sins I
Struggle along this narrow broken road

What sorrows befall me as I weep
Alone as I pray down here
Help me o Lord, help me o Lord
My faith is wretchedly thinning
I see Your Cross placed in my heart
Your promises never fail
The hardest walk for me, Abba
Is believing You love me, still

How do you only feel a light rain,
When I feel a massive hurricane?

Is your heart not feeling as mine?

I adore you more than the planets,
In our wretched cosmos;
Yes, our cosmos is wretched compared,
To your wondrous, vibrant beauty!

But what am I to you?
In your eyes,
In your heart?

To you I would give everything.
Why is it so unrequited?
Is your love a myth?

I love the beauty of silence
When there's no sound from giants
It always gives me a riant smile
And makes everyday worthwhile.

To sit in the darkness and simply be
To still my thoughts, to be carefree
Simple peace a masterpiece.

So sit in a chair
Lay in a bed
And enjoy
The beauty of silence.

Just a stupid tribute to my favorite candy!*

So many wonderful colors,
Forty-eight different flavors,
It's my favorite candy treat,
A whole jar full of them,
Makes me smile like the sun,
Every piece is so tasty,
So many flavor explosions in my mouth!