shut the fuck up,
i love you
InvincibleYou are not weak
For not being able to do it
You are STRONG
For stopping before it became a hazard
For quitting while you were ahead
You are STRONG
To admit you were weak
You are STRONG
Because you are not defined by this act
You are STRONG
And will continue to be so
And we will always be there
To catch you
To mend you
To dry your tears
To fight of the foes
And scatter the blues
We will be here
You are STRONG
And together we will be INVINCIBLE
What Have I DoneSat
Proud and vile
In your snakeskin silk
Vehemently in denial
Crawl on your belly
Press your fingers
In the embers
Writhe through the cinders
Bury yourself in the skin
Don't come near
Far from placid
You toil and struggle
Drowning in your shame
Can you feel their pain?
Ignorant to uphold your claim
What have you done?
For what you've done
Swing in the sunset
Broken neck and pride
On your ego
It swells beyond the noose
A mouthful of hungry flies
As the crows peck out your eyes
What have you done?
Hot Cross BakeryEvery spring, the equinox does bring
that sweet hot scent
Of doughnuts, pastries and hot-cross-buns
wafting from those old blue vents
They do it best, enlightening the dreary street
with their sweet fresh produce
Every spring that odour warm and sweet,
rides the air, busy minds suddenly enticed
A short stretch of pavement, ridden with promises
'Hungry tummies! Do not fret,
for you are soon to be fed!'
IncarnationThe only thing that moves is me, the slow rise and fall of my bones, lifted and lowered by the lazy bellows within their ivory cage.
Life, red and sweet races around the pipes of my structure, feeding strength to my motion-less joints.
A slow thought rises to the surface of my mind amid an elevator of pearly bubbles, rings of ripples exude outwards, as the thought dives once more, out of reach and out of hope.
It's glorious hide eludes me constantly. I cannot snare it. It teases me, rising enough to flash it's royal scales, before vanishing into the misty depths to a silent, gloomy grave.
Dreams like graceful herons wade to and fro, beaks dipping slowly to dabble and probe my conscience for my deepest, most warped thoughts.
A black shadow-drenched raven rides the air-currents of my psyche, the evil embodiment of my hatred, it's hooked sharp beak slick and sleek to snap at any soul.
In a vast riven recess slumbers a dragon, his sleep only disturbed to belch his scorching flames borne of
Dot Dot Dash!'I gotcha now, little bastard!'
It will never know what hit it.
I went tense as the creature twitched itself. My paws were ready, and my muscles were tightened to hold me down.
Any second now...
One more twitch, go on. Do it... Yes!
I catapaulted myself at the being, claws out and toes wide to catch it. Digging my hooked talons into the curly ground I carefully raised a paw to make sure I hadn't missed.
It was gone! I cast my eyes around desperately, where had my prey gone?
There, on the wall!
I was suddenly aware of my pets staring at me. They all burst out into strange laughter at my antics. Had I been able to, I would have blushed.
So I did what any foiled hunter does;
I bent backwards to preen my coat, casually as if it was my intended task anyway.
It only made them chuckle more.
I glared hatefully at the red spot that now rested gloatingly on the far wall. Stupid jumpy dot.
I rose to my feet and prowled out, I would not be humiliated by a bloody speck.
30 sad quotesSad Quotes
~I don't run from you, I walk away slowly, and it kills me , 'cause you don't care enough to stop me.
~When you walk away, I count the steps that you take.
~"I love you" is eight letters long, but then again so is "bullshit".
~I wish I had saved all the tears you made me cry, so I could fucking drown you in them.
~Who do you turn to, when the only person in the world who can stop you from crying, is the one making you cry?
~I run in the rain, so that nobody can see my tears.
~Maybe when he broke my heart, he forgot I could feel.
~They say that loving you is my biggest mistake.
But how can it be wrong if it feels so right?
If I ever make a mistake,
It's not that I love you
It's thinking that someday you'll love me too.
~Giving up doesn't always mean you're weak, sometimes it just means that you're strong enough to let go.
~The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.
~Pain doesn't hurt when it's all you've ever felt.
~My heart was taken
size zeroi drape my body into the water
and my bones float away from my skin.
hipbones jutting like icebergs,
the concave of my stomach drowning as
water cries down my waterfall-stoned ribs.
absolution ripples across stained wrists,
delicate kisses pawing clawless
as my heartbeat barely touches the water.
i wring my eyes and cobweb them shut,
clumsily stepping blind from the water.
my fingertips curl desperately
as i draw my nails down marble,
hounding artifice to smother my ruined body.
i meticulously fold and wrap the cloth
spinning a corset of crosshairs
that stifle my lungs of capacity,
and others eyes of realisation.
tears melt my eyes awake.
i look down over my protected frame,
spun like flax into cotton.
out of sight
[and i'm] out of mind.
We'll meet againI write my feelings down in verse,
to help me stop them getting worse.
Maybe to ease my guilt and fear
cos now you're gone and I´m still here.
You were the best thing in my life,
in love forever as man and wife.
You filled my heart with warmth and cheer
but now you 're gone and I am still here.
Fate had other things planned for us,
it shocked us both as illness struck.
You fought so bravely through the years
and now you're gone but I am still here.
Now I live with memories and smiling photographs,
think about our tender love and the way you made me laugh.
My heart´s now broken and days full of tears
cos you are gone but I´m still here.
Alone I miss you every day
and write you poems in which I say,
you're in my heart and there you´ll be
till we meet again, you´re here with me
Suzanne Karbach 7th August 2015
DreamersShe reminds me that she's a dreamer
Her right hand delicately grips a pencil
as she's working equations on a TI-89 with her left
She looks up at me and smiles,
and there are stars, meteors,
spanning across the cosmos of her expression
her countenance reminds me to look up at the chalkboard
that's attempting to teach me how
to make verses sing from pages in a plain 8 by 11 notebook
and I am only armed with
a .7 pencil and a purple pen,
stolen from my older sister's pencil pouch
My hands are inches away from hers
from the desks side by side
like cars parallel parked on a side road
her equations confuse me
until she flips the page
and shows me stories
filled with metaphors of the sky
reminding me that we are both here for the same thing:
I needed a reason to smile
She wanted a lesson in writing
She reminds me that I'm a dreamer
We exchange stories and poems like cigarettes
except the only price we pay is a small portion of our ego
when there are mistakes and flaws,
and we are gra
How To Show A Girl She Can Love HerselfWhen you see her cry
you get a rag,
a gentle delicate clothe
lovingly grasp her hand
and dab its tip
to dry each tear as they come
and ask each drop
why it'd leave
such beautiful eyes.
If she wishes
to be in the sky
Tell her to go
Take the sun ransom
And replace it in the sky
So you can see her every morning
and plead for her
To return each night.
When you see her scars
gently like you might
caress the broken wing
Of a dove
and remind her
that for every hurt
that she's survived
has only made her
that much more unique
that much stronger.
Show her that she is worthy of love
That she deserves the love
she fears to give...
show her so that
one day after you're
You Left Me StrongerYou Left Me Stronger:
Hey there, it's been awhile, do you remember me?
I guess you might not, since I wasn't very important to you.
You know, I spent so many days thinking about - what I did wrong
I questioned if maybe, I was at fault or if I was screwed up.
I thought a lot about the things you said...
The things that were my fault, my problems.
I took them to heart at first, but then I realised you were wrong.
I realised that you are selfish and ugly on the inside.
On the surface you pretended to care, but like a cancer;
You amputate someone the moment you think they've gone bad.
You hide from the rigours of life and only emerge like a parasite
When everything is good - when everything is fine and dandy.
I used to think that I was afraid of you leaving,
But now I know, that you've left me stronger than I was before.
You know, this was supposed to be an emotional whine; an emotional spill,
Maybe I was supposed to cry tears and beg you to come back, but you know wha