I felt locked away, in a room with no windows, no door, no escapePounding upon the padded walls, silent echoes of my screamsRainbow drops of tears sliding down my cheek, splashing upon the cold hard concrete floorWeary eyes drowning the sorrows of pain into darkness of sleep each nightLost in my own mind, of mazes and unforgiving torture of my own mistakesUntil that crack that appeared upon the wall, breaking wide for me...

There is only darknessWhere all others hide their souls,A gravity so uglyWhere the air is rank and noisomeAnd the darkling ghosts hide screamingIn the humming, chasmic voidWhere she hides forgotten secretsIn the place she finds no floor.There are chains wrapped tight around herWhere vainglory's efforts fellIn existence ever futileWhen her life is reeking sicklyWhere the stink of rotting fettersDig in flesh so fat and weak...

I often feel so un UnwantedUnableUndoneUnhappy It's a slippery slope UnlovedUnmotivatedUndressedUncertain The darkness is endless UntrueUnidentifiedUnbearable Uneven Sometimes I get lost in the "un" of it all

The perils of war, are furrowed deep in the memory of many, escape seems unobtainable, within the confines of minds young and old.Those who were lost, are not only those who perished in the conflicts many, but those who were left behind to remember.The perils of war, are furrowed deep, deep inside the recollections of those souls, who came home from battle misplaced.As the battles still rage on, within their dreams.We sen...

Is it just the cold breeze Or have I lost my poetic charm I think of it like some disease That never appears but does the harmAm I lost, am I forgotten in this Noise coming from the trees Do you remember me still, tell me Tell me; I beg you, please!Should I boil up or should I freeze How should I go about the ruins Am I to just disappear in these Is this all what you're doing?How can you not love me still How can you stop...

Have you ever lost your mind? Lost track of time or forgotten your name? Have you ever looked in the mirror in shame? Have you ever folded and still won the game? Does anything look the same?Have you ever made promises you are happy to have kept, even though your pillow is soaked with tears wept? Have you ever wondered if it's sleep or slept? Have I? Yes. I have nothing left.My biggest fear is coming true and there is not...

I wish I has the words to explainThat every morning I wake up, not sure that I can stand the painI feel like a zombie pretending I am happyHaving the strength for everyone but me I don't know what it is I need But I know it is not this, which makes my heart bleedI have become frozen out of fearAnd come close to drowning myself in tearsWhen did I start caring so little about myself Feel too much put my heart on a shelfI mi...

I dance with the skeletons in my closetI locked all my emotions in a locket Some of my dreams, I buried in a casket Life it seems is a nightmare need an ice bucket Girl in her teens can’t understand her body Never known true friends, familiar with hashtags and emojis I send blank cheques to my memory bank, hoping to forget I cry on wet blankets, with my only companion, regret Writer's block, on a word diet Bad day to be a...

THE LAST SUPPER She staring at me tryna figure out my net worthFlirting with death in her night dressFinna gets loose, at my placeShe sucks the breath outta stressGonna go Christian Grey at my place50 shades of grey, on her faceI try to work out her broken esteem and broken virginityHer makeup goes with the stories she makes up, rotten dignityI should make up my mind, quit stalling Live to conquer tonight or regret it in...

"I love you." "I love you back." "I'm in-love with you." "ILY." "Love you." "Luv ya'."So many ways to express love. So many ways to say the same thing and make it mean so many other things. Subtle differences that change the entire meaning of what they said and what you heard.My girlfriend and I used to say "I love you." But then we would add "Forever and always... and a day." It somehow enhanced the pathetic shortcoming...

When my world is darker than I can understand.When my sky turns gray with no light in sight.When nothing turns out the way, I've planned.When I can’t sleep at all, through the lonely night.I turn to you like a flower bends toward the sun.You can turn me around when I’m upside down.I turn to you ‘cause you’re the only one.When I need inspiration, when I need advice.When my insides are wracked with anxiety.You lift my spiri...

I woke up today and realized, I am just not happy. And yes, I am sappy. Sometimes. Through all the chaos and fire-fight, my hand slipped from yours as I caught sight of the madness that night. I guess you could say part of me died the next day. The very next dawn I knew something terrible had gone on. With bullets flying overhead, I lay still, crying, trying to remember what you'd said but it's just so loud. Instead, I fo...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Face in the shadowsWhere eyes burn black candlesAnd wax in the waterHas armoured the lips,A soul freezes hellWith the loneliness cruel,And the silence is lostWhere the knife of noise slips.The buzz and the humOf the jostling friendsWho are not friends in truth,Nor are saviours of peace,Are a salve to the guiltyWho hide all their...

Broken inside My pain hides behind empty smiles Nowhere to turn nowhere to go Helpless I have become Feeling like a walking mat Only here as temporary relief Once I'm used I'm thrown away Scared to speak no one will listen Who I am on the inside they are missing I wanna blossom I wanna shine The reflection in the mirror isn't mine Positivity is key but I have the wrong lock When the sun is shining I wait for rain Memories...

Everything is such a mess. Everything I touch turns to dust and every time I speak, you look at me with disgust. I don’t know who to trust and wonder is this love or lust. And I don’t want to care about those who stare. I don’t want to share with anyone who is sometimes there yet never fully aware. Maybe it’s true and I think too much. Maybe I love and care and such. Or maybe it is that I am sick with love, with wanting s...