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Dread to DareThere she cowers, in the cold heart of blackness,
Scratching claws, stupidity, on iron bars,
Despair only driving her to madness;
Her mind in torment, reminding ageless scars.

Pacing back and forth in her confinement,
She laments like an animal, trapped forever;
Tears grace her cheeks with bitterness not refinement;
She plotted her escape but they screamed, No never!

She’s done this to herself resignation no other
She’s signed up for torment, she’s signed up for hell!
Wandering from one restricting corner to another
Ragged, torn, and crawling filth; they swear, don’t tell.

Her ashen cheeks all sunken and hollow

A Conversation With a PsychopathWhy do you run away? It's only a little cut, I promise! No, it didn't hurt that bad, or if it did I didn't feel it. Why do I do it? It's funny you ask. I wonder the same thing. I slice and I dice and I chop and I stab, but I never really have a reason, I think. Or maybe I do, I can't remember. Am I crazy? I don't know. I might be, I'm not sure. I probably am. That would explain the mess in my head. Yes, I guess I am crazy, Thank you very much. I would appreciate it if you wouldn't make fun of me. Oh you think it's funny? Ha ha ha ha. There, now I'm laughing. Now I'm laughing so hard my head is splitting open! and my mouth is turning into a bi

drop the rope.HEY YOU OVER THERE,
CAN YOU SEE ME?
IM THE ONE WITH THE SHORT HAIR!
WAVE IF YOU CAN SEE ME.

I tilt my head,
and stare in confusion.
I see something out of the corner of my eye.
there is a girl over there,
with bright red hair.

COME OVER HEAR IF YOU CAN SEE ME.
I WANT TO TELL YOU A SECRET LITTLE ONE.
PLEASE DROP THAT ROPE.
YOU ARE TO PRITTY TO CHOKE.
CAN YOU SEE ME?

I drop the thing that was in my hands,
and get to my knees.
I wave my hand up high,
'help me miss' please.'

I can see her clearly now,
she looks a little like me.
but her hair is short and bright and red,
there is a spider pattern on the side.
she looks so co

Breeding IgnoranceThey say that this is a place that makes
Us stronger
Being held with an iron fist
Who says I won't amount to anything?
IF YOU KNEW HOW I FELT WHAT YOU SAID
WOULD NOT EXIST

I give it all I've got
I gave it everything I had
But here I stand
I stand a lonely man
Watching leaders with blinded wits
Breed ignorance amongst
The generations

NO ONE CARES ABOUT THE STRUGGLES YOU WENT THROUGH
NO ONE WILL CARE ABOUT THE OBSTACLES YOU HAD TO OVERCOME
They only care about what you became of them
Look up, look up
Look up baby
I've been crawling on this last leg
For quite some time now
WE'RE BREEDING IGNORANCE AMONGST THE MASSES!

DON'T

the hanging treeif you go out to the back fields, across
the sodden seafoam collage of lands,
if you venture past the rickety old picket fence
and through the gap in the hedgerow just beyond,

you will reach the hanging tree.

it is a gnarled old oak, limbs cold,
crumbling and grey with age. dry bark
peels itself from the trunk and from one thick
branch hangs a clumsily fashioned noose.

this is why we call it the hanging tree.

the sky is a little too loud as i crawl
through the tousled undergrowth
and i snag my dress on branches,
snag my courage on dark thoughts.

dead leaves rustle underfoot, my boots
let in water, my legs are muddied.
in

SinkingRecently I've been sinking
Like a stone into a pond
Having skimmed across the surface
Of life for far too long

Please may I have a new heart
Along with a new mind
I cannot reverse this feeling
No, I'm sorry, not this time

Recently I've been sinking
Into myself like quicksand
No one sees as it swallows me
Each grain a mislaid plan

Please may I crawl inside your love
Mingle hearts until the end
I cannot reverse this feeling
No, I'm sorry, not again

Recently I've been sinking
Such an overused metaphor
But one which is cathartic
When choosing to explore

That I could save you my love
And in time you could save me
As fear and

I'm weaker than you.I'm weaker than you.
You're stronger than me.
So what?

That does not
Give you the right to laugh at me,
To beat me up and spit on me.
Where all I can oppose you with
Are the tears running through my hands,
disappearing in the ground.
But you are doing it nonetheless.

You succeeded.
Not much left of me.
So stop?

No, you don't.
You're enjoying your superiority.
For you it's just a game, a prank.
But you're turning me cold.
All I can do is collecting
those frozen tears of hate
But you continue nonetheless.

You'll never stop.
I can't do anything.
So wrong!

Even so
all your life you laughed at me,
Beat me up and spit on me

Stenciled Smiles on Paper HeartsI don't like to feel this way
There must be something I can say
Cause I hate just watching you
When I know the pain you're going through

Listen…

You're not alone; I've been where you are
Contemplating where I'll place my next scar
Hiding razor kisses underneath long sleeves
It doesn't make it better; nothing is achieved

Believe me…

All you'll earn are the scars you've got and
The lesson learned is the lesson forgotten
You feel like no one's there, no one cares what you do
Let me put it to you straight: That is never true

I Know…

I was shunned, pushed away many times before
Then I realized it was I who had closed the door
I to

Accidental SuicideI sit in my corner, screw in hand, listening to the sound of my ripping flesh. I should scream and run away, but instead I sit and watch as I do it again, and again, and again. I just watch as the blood flows down my hand and starts to drip on the carpet. I should clean that up now, while it's fresh, but I'm too depressed. Cutting is like a drug, every time I cut I need more, and then more, and then more, until I'm chopping half my arm off just to distract myself from the real pain. Now it feels like my arm is on fire, and I can't stop it. But then again, I'm not sure I want to. The fire feels good, like a phoenix's sleeping on my arm. Yes, I

A poem about missing her

Wasting time thinking of you,
Is making me wish you knew,
Saying it to you is too hard,
He’s standing on guard,

My sense’s say let her be,
Except there’s still that part of me,

Longing for you to be close,
Ugly, that’s what I tell my self you are,
Careless, that’s what I’ve been so far,
Kissing them is hard to do, cause I think about is you.

The SilenceHello person I've barely met.
One who never speaks a word.
Not a syllable or sentence
Well, not that I've ever heard

Ah, the sweet language of silence;
The secret of seclusion.
For it takes two to strike dialogue
Unless, you are master of illusion

I wish to solve your imperceptible mystery
I wish to find the answers I'll never know
Yet, here we are, simply two people,
Surrounded by unspoken thoughts and a silent echo.

I wish to witness the world through your eyes
Deep sapphire orbs, a beacon in the night;
Why of the senses, undermine speech;
Yet favor taste, sound, touch and sight?

I'm on a coastline, you're on the opposing cliff
I battl

Despicable MeThere huddling in the corner;
A pathetic existence,
Whimpering beast and lost soul
Heart beating but half full
Its face all worn and ghostly vile
As though a man but without a smile
Its eyes bloodshot from hate
Coordinating with a deadly fate
And I cowered from its horrid dreams
They unleashed tormenting screams
I couldn’t bare to look through it
The ugliest thing I’d ever seen,
A host of envy seized its eyes,
Its mouth a foaming rage
Its face ashen like a grave
It incapable of beauty
To itself it was a slave
Everything it stood for broke my heart
All the dreadful moaning of it, pushed me apart
And when the blood dripped fro

Thanks to You Love
Cannot
Comprehend
It’s like a lie
That you tell to me
This word abused, confused
Meant to say you’re a game
You’re nothing more, nothing less
Pray tell, next time, if it’s love or lust
This word, thanks to you, I no longer trust

PridePride
Nervous
Sick, stupid
Worried they’ll think
You are dumb, useless
Building a wall between
Acquaintance and a friendship
It controls thoughts and opinions
So you can’t make the right decisions
Pride, it’s fear, it’s ego, it’s mind control

Winter HeartFrozen solid, her heart will not beat,
Summer over, arctic winds won’t retreat,
All warmth and light has fled,
And you won’t last long there,
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter,
A winter heart, all dead.

The snow falling your love a breeze,
You won’t last long, you'll just freeze
Icicles from the past have froze her core,
Only warm hearts will change the season
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter
A winter heart, you've fallen for

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Three Years Ago

by ~Beckia-is-awesome, Dec 21, 2012, 8:36:40 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

Three years ago,
A lie changed my life,
It cut me in half,
Just like a knife.

Three years ago,
My family almost feel,
And it changed me,
Sending me to hell.

Three years ago,
I picked up the blade,
For the very first time,
Making the old me fade.

Three years ago,
I risked everything,
All caused by a lie,
I decided to fling.

That all happened three years ago,
When I made a mistake,
And grabbed that blade,
Using it for all the peace I could take.