Writing Prompt

When I go

Learn to love me in a different way

Learn ti live without my presence

Learn how to survive without me being there to guide you

When I go

And when you miss me

Close your eyes

And look toward the sky

And remember all the good times

Sit with me in the quiet

Knowing I will never leave your side

Cause I never fully left you

There is no leaving

When we met

I could never leave you

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(Tw)

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The dark is suffocating

Alone with thoughts

With pain unnamed

Blade in hand

Tears leaking out

Jagged cuts

On porcelain skin

The light is blinding

Surrounding and full

Mask painted on

Smile shining new

Happiness faked

Deceiving all

Even the wearer...

What is ahead of me?

What is in the future?

Why is it dark all around?

Why did I put a blade to my skin?

Why didn’t I do anything with the blade when I wanted to?

Why didn’t I put my self in pain?

Why do I pinch myself to feel pain?

Why do I want to reach the light?

Why can’t I find them?

Why do I talk to nothing?

Why do i talk to someone?

Why is it there is a bright light then none?

Why do I ha...

I am no artist

Any picture I draw

Is always a mess

But I can use words

Like great artists a brush

I can bring sunshine

To a lonely place

I can spark a flame

That lights between lovers

I can hide away

A heart that just broke

With words on a page

I am an artist....

I lie awake beneath the ticking stars

their ancient light still spilling through my shade

my thoughts drift out behind these bedroom bars

to places built by dreams my mind has made

the moon peaks in a quiet, ghostly face and sighs across my floor in silver lines

The night is slow yet move with steady grace

unraveling the hush with secret signs. melancholy hums soft beneath my skin,

a tune to...

Clipped wings were thrown away,

made out of martyr’s clothes and articulate prayers,

he tied a string to the torso

and dropped to his knees from the high place where he was

and there Paul stood, abandoned by every care,

lost to the law, and dead to the world.

Defeated and overcome.

And we thought he had drowned in the water but

we forgot that the water was living,

and our brother reveled in ...

I'm drowning — but, then, how could I complain?

These waters are still clean; the dirt below

Will never dare contaminate my view,

As we prepare our comfortable descent.

They slit our throats with golden knives (our own),

While we're still suckling from bright silver spoons

Filled with a formula of ignorance:

Cheap gratitude for granted gifts of God.

We watch those children scream on live TV,

Then...

Keine Reime

aber Rhythmus

ich weiß nicht,

was ich machen muss,

wie das gehen soll,

welches Versmaß gilt

Rappen auf Deutsch

ist soschwer

Die Zunge hängt,

der Gaumen klebt.

Ich habe etwas zu sagen,

weiß nicht wie das geht.

Reimen soll es nicht

doch Rhythmus haben.

Was kann ich dazu

noch alles sagen

ein Anfänger

auf diesem Gebiet

und das auch noch

ohne Hintergrundbild

eine S...

I hate the way

I hate you.

In the same way I despise eating

I try to love it so bad

But my patience is fleeting.

For when jealousy kicks in

All my admiration for you

Trickles, streams, then pours away

And once again, I'm demoted to

Number 2....

Thankfully a poem a day keeps the normals away!...