The lips,
and the eyes...
How beautifully they....no...
Oh the split lips and the black eyes,
Screaming no, no, but it doesn't help.
Because he's...
Drank to much
Because he's...
Lost touch
His...
Reality is skewed
And he won't remember it tomorrow
But you'll wear the evidence on your face like a badge
He'll say he's sorry, but does he ever really mean it?
When his fist finally open, can you stand his fucking touch?
I'd wait,
I'd pray
How dangerously we've....no...
I'd wait until he's sleeping,
And then I'd pray nobody finds him,
Because I'm done living in his ruins
He's done ruining your family
Take the kids and run away from this
Let them know just what you've
Tell them daddy won't be joining us
You're through with the things he's done.
They'll understand it when they're older
They'll see a hero in your eyes
Because you saved them from a monster
Without you they would have died.
Everyone said that you should leave him.
But they just turned the other way.
God forbid they tried to help you
You did your own way.
The abusers deserves just what they get
But it never takes away the pain.
Because the split lips and black eyes
It takes more than water to wash away.
Peace.
How Beautifully Leaves Grow Old
My heart is an open wound and a book.
Writing pages of banter
To pull the sheets from the bed of our lovers.
No one will sleep here tonight because my song hasn't yet been sung.
And by the time you realize,
Just what the ghost that haunts you wants.
It may already be to late to save your soul.
And by the day you take your last breath
I may have already moved onto my next victim
No one will sleep
No one will hear
I will defy the earth and cleanse the air
Make a mockery, of what your eyes have seen.
And you will all crumble before the ghost of me.
How beautifully leaves grow old.
How full of light and color are their last days.
They'll fall to mother earth just like a child
Begging to be held
And no one will sleep here because I will pierce your ears with the sound of my exaggerations.
Once I am buried in the sky you really know just what I meant when I said "fly".
Writing pages of banter
To pull the sheets from the bed of our lovers.
No one will sleep here tonight because my song hasn't yet been sung.
And by the time you realize,
Just what the ghost that haunts you wants.
It may already be to late to save your soul.
And by the day you take your last breath
I may have already moved onto my next victim
No one will sleep
No one will hear
I will defy the earth and cleanse the air
Make a mockery, of what your eyes have seen.
And you will all crumble before the ghost of me.
How beautifully leaves grow old.
How full of light and color are their last days.
They'll fall to mother earth just like a child
Begging to be held
And no one will sleep here because I will pierce your ears with the sound of my exaggerations.
Once I am buried in the sky you really know just what I meant when I said "fly".
Vast Winter (Pt.1 - The Finale)
I...
I can feel the cold freezing my life away but I can't seem to stop it.
I hear the crunch of snow as people walk by my soon to be corpse.
Can't they hear me, can't they see me?
Do they care about the things that I have seen?
These questions are considered unimportant by the wind
As it blows across my face and steals my breath away.
It's just so cold...
I lose the ability to move, and warmth overcomes me.
Like a movie in my brain, my life flashes before me.
Against all my will, my body is betraying me.
It's letting go of the little threads of life.
Can't you see me!
Can't you hear me!
The vast winter is like any other before.
But I'll never see another one again...
THE END.
I can feel the cold freezing my life away but I can't seem to stop it.
I hear the crunch of snow as people walk by my soon to be corpse.
Can't they hear me, can't they see me?
Do they care about the things that I have seen?
These questions are considered unimportant by the wind
As it blows across my face and steals my breath away.
It's just so cold...
I lose the ability to move, and warmth overcomes me.
Like a movie in my brain, my life flashes before me.
Against all my will, my body is betraying me.
It's letting go of the little threads of life.
Can't you see me!
Can't you hear me!
The vast winter is like any other before.
But I'll never see another one again...
THE END.
The Death Of Superman
Don't call me amazing.
Because I'm not.
I'm not any better than the...
Single mother trying to raise a kid on her own
Because the deadbeat father up and
Ran away.
I'm not a superhero anymore because
To call me a hero after seeing the magic of two people in love
Would just be
Ridiculous.
I may
Save lives
and I may
always be there
But have you ever been held in the arms of someone who's truly
Always There?
Love is like a row of mended white fences,
It doesn't always start out perfect but if you work at it enough
It will take your breath away.
Like the first kiss of realizing that this one is the one.
The first touch of another,
just dying to become one
with you.
I may come from another planet, but I tell
Love is other worldy too.
It's like a whole other universe where nothing ever goes wrong
Where life is worth living.
So don't call me amazing.
I'm not the superhero you want.
That's a job better left to her eyes.
Because I'm not.
I'm not any better than the...
Single mother trying to raise a kid on her own
Because the deadbeat father up and
Ran away.
I'm not a superhero anymore because
To call me a hero after seeing the magic of two people in love
Would just be
Ridiculous.
I may
Save lives
and I may
always be there
But have you ever been held in the arms of someone who's truly
Always There?
Love is like a row of mended white fences,
It doesn't always start out perfect but if you work at it enough
It will take your breath away.
Like the first kiss of realizing that this one is the one.
The first touch of another,
just dying to become one
with you.
I may come from another planet, but I tell
Love is other worldy too.
It's like a whole other universe where nothing ever goes wrong
Where life is worth living.
So don't call me amazing.
I'm not the superhero you want.
That's a job better left to her eyes.
All Drunken Lovers Find Their Way Home Eventually
Not all who wander are lost in the sea
Your heart is a compass, pointing to me
I've drug the moon down off its high horse
And now all I've got to do is capture the sun.
I broke ground in my mind to build you,
The greatest piece of architecture in the world
If only you could see it,
It would take your breath away
I'm not lost anymore
I found there's sand beneath my feet
I'm not drifting further and further
Out into the sea
The tide won't be taking me anywhere
Not this time, instead
I'll plant my feet in the ground and
Start walking to where you and I begin.
The poetry of the elegant, it will surely sing
The tale of us lovers, and our need to be
With phrases and metaphors, language laced beautifully
I've got no doubt, this is how we're supposed to be.
Sing me your song, and I'll sing you mine
Lend me your ear, and I promise I'll try
To lift you to the clouds, on a plane of winged words
A broken-hearted symphony, like that of dead birds
The structure is shaped, into something that I've seen
I know it too well, but I don't know what it means
Its lines are as clear, as the sea where we swim
But the it's meaning is muddy, like the lake where we first died.
I know it hurts darling,
But please don't cry
Because sooner or later
Your arms will be wrapped around mine.
Your heart is a compass, pointing to me
I've drug the moon down off its high horse
And now all I've got to do is capture the sun.
I broke ground in my mind to build you,
The greatest piece of architecture in the world
If only you could see it,
It would take your breath away
I'm not lost anymore
I found there's sand beneath my feet
I'm not drifting further and further
Out into the sea
The tide won't be taking me anywhere
Not this time, instead
I'll plant my feet in the ground and
Start walking to where you and I begin.
The poetry of the elegant, it will surely sing
The tale of us lovers, and our need to be
With phrases and metaphors, language laced beautifully
I've got no doubt, this is how we're supposed to be.
Sing me your song, and I'll sing you mine
Lend me your ear, and I promise I'll try
To lift you to the clouds, on a plane of winged words
A broken-hearted symphony, like that of dead birds
The structure is shaped, into something that I've seen
I know it too well, but I don't know what it means
Its lines are as clear, as the sea where we swim
But the it's meaning is muddy, like the lake where we first died.
I know it hurts darling,
But please don't cry
Because sooner or later
Your arms will be wrapped around mine.
Turning Us Into Birds (The Tragedy of Anna and Lee)
Our feathers dance so gracefully and with such poise
As they float down to the ground
Only to stepped upon and forgotten,
But for a moment you see them,
And for a moment you love them
She said "Did you see that beautiful feather, I wonder which bird it came from?"
She picked it up off the ground and place inside her book to keep forever, she turned her pale blue eyes skyward and wondered, what it felt like to be a bird.
He said to her "Oh Anna, won't you bring your head out of those clouds"
He never understood her, until she jumped off of the bridge, just dying to fly.
Buildings shouldn't burn because they're made out of metal
Much like our hearts when it's been broken too many times.
Someone find the architect and get the key to the lock because
I'm ready to let you into mine.
He hadn't turned on a light in 3 days, his eyes didn't want to see.
He didn't look in the mirror for a week, because he knew that he was crying
and didn't want to face his weakness.
37 missed calls, 18 from his mother, 5 from her friends...bill collectors were the others.
"Anna", he just screamed at night, "I wish I could have loved you, the way you wanted to be loved!"
When I was a child,
I thought like a child,
I saw as a child,
I played as a child,
Now that I'm an adult
I wish I had time for childish things.
Anna had always wanted children, but he couldn't give them to her.
He had held her back so much, he understood why she had to fly.
He was like a chain around her neck, harnessing her to the ground
If only he had realized that she knew more about life than he could ever hope to
She saw the beauty in things that he could never see.
As I,
Stared down at the ground,
I feel my body become like a cloud
I feel so light now,
twirling down.
Swallowed alive by shame and agony,
He never even left the house.
Until one bright morning, when the sun came in just right.
He walked to the bridge where she left him, and decided to learn to fly.
As they float down to the ground
Only to stepped upon and forgotten,
But for a moment you see them,
And for a moment you love them
She said "Did you see that beautiful feather, I wonder which bird it came from?"
She picked it up off the ground and place inside her book to keep forever, she turned her pale blue eyes skyward and wondered, what it felt like to be a bird.
He said to her "Oh Anna, won't you bring your head out of those clouds"
He never understood her, until she jumped off of the bridge, just dying to fly.
Buildings shouldn't burn because they're made out of metal
Much like our hearts when it's been broken too many times.
Someone find the architect and get the key to the lock because
I'm ready to let you into mine.
He hadn't turned on a light in 3 days, his eyes didn't want to see.
He didn't look in the mirror for a week, because he knew that he was crying
and didn't want to face his weakness.
37 missed calls, 18 from his mother, 5 from her friends...bill collectors were the others.
"Anna", he just screamed at night, "I wish I could have loved you, the way you wanted to be loved!"
When I was a child,
I thought like a child,
I saw as a child,
I played as a child,
Now that I'm an adult
I wish I had time for childish things.
Anna had always wanted children, but he couldn't give them to her.
He had held her back so much, he understood why she had to fly.
He was like a chain around her neck, harnessing her to the ground
If only he had realized that she knew more about life than he could ever hope to
She saw the beauty in things that he could never see.
As I,
Stared down at the ground,
I feel my body become like a cloud
I feel so light now,
twirling down.
Swallowed alive by shame and agony,
He never even left the house.
Until one bright morning, when the sun came in just right.
He walked to the bridge where she left him, and decided to learn to fly.
Devil May Care (Victims Of The Poetic)
Us poets,
We don't speak in a language you'll understand
Sure, it's English, or Spanish or whatever is your native tongue
But we weave intricate stories
For the simple fact
That we want to make you think
We want to leave you guessing
Because thinking is the only think that will turn the world around
I,
I've never stood on a stage and recited any of my poems
Because I get nervous in front of crowds and I hate public speaking
But why do I feel so filled with this need to do so
Like if I ever did it, that there would be a standing ovation
Because I know passion,
I know pain,
and I know how to say every word so you'll feel it too when I do
But I won't.
Because I'm sure that I would stutter on my words,
And you'd all think me a coward,
Yeah, sure I can write these words
But what's the point if no one reads them.
Hopefully someone reads them.
And someone thinks,
Because that's all I want you to do is think.
Think about what we're losing.
We're losing lives nowadays
We're losing jobs nowadays
The world's practically collapsing in on itself
And it's up to us to stop it somehow.
So think.
Please....
Think.
We don't speak in a language you'll understand
Sure, it's English, or Spanish or whatever is your native tongue
But we weave intricate stories
For the simple fact
That we want to make you think
We want to leave you guessing
Because thinking is the only think that will turn the world around
I,
I've never stood on a stage and recited any of my poems
Because I get nervous in front of crowds and I hate public speaking
But why do I feel so filled with this need to do so
Like if I ever did it, that there would be a standing ovation
Because I know passion,
I know pain,
and I know how to say every word so you'll feel it too when I do
But I won't.
Because I'm sure that I would stutter on my words,
And you'd all think me a coward,
Yeah, sure I can write these words
But what's the point if no one reads them.
Hopefully someone reads them.
And someone thinks,
Because that's all I want you to do is think.
Think about what we're losing.
We're losing lives nowadays
We're losing jobs nowadays
The world's practically collapsing in on itself
And it's up to us to stop it somehow.
So think.
Please....
Think.
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