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For my Best Friend, My Second Father Figure.. Print E-mail
Written by JayTee   
Monday, 03 September 2007

Emotional Wreck
Birthday Attempt
Celebrating, not suicide.
Reality slap
Tears in my lap.
We never thought it would happen so soon
He was here one day
He seemed okay
Suddenly, he's sick.
Into the hospital he goes
Pain from fingers to toes
He passes away.
A phone call at 1 am
Shaking and crying on my bed
He's gone and there's nothing we can do
A life to keep living
Help to be giving
A run for cancer research sounds good.
You were my best friend
I'll miss you until the End.
Rest In Peace Vince.
 
for my hailey !!! Print E-mail
Written by Jackie   
Tuesday, 28 August 2007
i wrote this for you today. hello my love. i jus want to tell you how much i love you. i love you more than my favorite shoes i love you more than mountain dew i love you more than the stars in the sky i will love you even after i die i love you more than summer fall winter and spring i guess the easiest way to say this is i love you more than anything i love you so much i love the way you look at me i love everything you do every single day i fall deeper and deeper for you the sound of your voice brings me to my knees on a cold stressful day jus the thought of you puts my mind at ease i thank you for your love and everything you do but most of all i thank you for truly loving me too!
 
Constrictions Print E-mail
Written by AD   
Monday, 27 August 2007
The taste of coffee constricts around my tongue
If only I added more cream, less sugar
If you ask me, it’s worse than an international
Flight

To pour myself another cup of this vulgar concoction
Or to merely ignore the taste and carry on with my
Conversations of actual meaning rather than
Ramble City

If you ask me, which I don’t know why you would
Having one thick layer of after taste covered by another
Thick layer, which sifted to the bottom of the first is far
Worse

As I stare at the monochromatic surroundings
Or the dog at my feet or the dog in the pen or the
Cat, roaming and prowling around the property I’m left
Standing out

There’s a grotesque look on my face because of this
Flavor tightening it’s grip on my poor taste buds or maybe
Because of the ridiculous bee that I am absolutely
Terrified of.

Fucking Apple Juice…

But it all leads back to you, doesn’t it? In one sick way or
Another. It all leads back to you and you know it you seem to
Embrace it with such assurance that it leaves me frightened, worried and
Alone

I put my heart and soul into the mere passion of the thought of
Us being together and the ideals of the perfect relationship
Regardless of what anyone thought of us or their ridiculous
Allegations

Stupid Emotions…

After many relieving hours of freedom from the constrictions
It’s back the pain and anguish of the terrible heartaches and tastes of
Coffee it is far too late to turn back now or to even dream of
Dreaming

With no cream in the house, and milk not being able to
Suffice I was left with the worst concoction ever left
Imagined with not enough “whipped” cream and hardly any
Sugar

I’m sick of this taste, this cruel joke dancing around my
Tongue like the flickering flames of the passion we once
Shared so intimately or so my young mind wishes to
Think

With the temporary relief made possible by the ever so popular
“The L Word” and glasses and glasses of highly concentrated
Grape juice, the constrictions are very lightly lessening on my
Soul

Fucking….Fuck

But they return ever so loyally to haunt me of my poor choices in
Girls why yes world I am a homosexual I am not ill I am perfectly
Healthy my mind is strong and this is not an illness so please just
Accept me.



Do not tell me I am too young or too naïve or that it is just my
Hormones fucking with my mind do not hold me back or tell me that
Everyone else is pushing me into this thing that you won’t say
Homosexuality.

Fucking…Lesbianism

Why you don’t accept me as your daughter or sister or friend or as a
Person is beyond my capabilities of fathoming because I can accept
You though you smoke or drink or fuck everything in your path and you call me
Disgusting

My room is a mess because this is the only way I can express my anger and
Frustration brought forth by your close mindedness yet you do not
Understand that I am hurting because of you and you simply tell me “Clean your
“Closet”

Fucking…Parents

And it comes back to you again as I stare at my waffles and my second cup of
Coffee at 12:34 in the morning wishing I were anywhere except in my
Brain where I am left alone with my thoughts and images of course of
You

I shall one day find something to release the constrictions of this vile
Concoction off of my tongue and maybe then allow you to invade someone else’s
Thoughts and I can tell them the key to releasing you and your death
Grip

Fucking…


I Need a Glass of Water

 

 
Scars Print E-mail
Written by Alex Hughes   
Sunday, 26 August 2007

Looking into the mirror

Hoping that's not me

Scars all over his arms

Eyes filled with misery

Tears falling from my eyes

Crying out from all his pains

And when I close my eyes

The horrible image remains

All his life he's been taunted

And made a fool by others

Being beaten by his father

Yelled at from his mother

He cuts himself daily

Kinda his routine

Finding joy from his blood

Escaping from all those who are mean

But stopped as I say my reflection

Seeing all the blood flow

Screaming from the inside

Dying was my soul

He tried to stop the blood

But it was just too much to stop

Getting weaker and weaker

From each and every drop

When his parents found his body

They didn't care a bit

They dug a hole in the backyard

And threw his body inside of it

They told people I ran away

And said they were very sad

But deep inside

They were really glad

Now no one knew the true story

No one knew my life

No one knew my pain

No one new about the knife 

 
The Pain of a Transgendered Teen Print E-mail
Written by JayTee   
Thursday, 23 August 2007
I look at my reflection and what do I see?
A Girl staring back at me
I wipe it away for this isn’t me
It isn’t whom I want to see

The image stays
It wants to haunt me
The anger creates a fury inside me
My hands clench into fists

Hoping to scare it away
I threaten it with an angry face
It threatens me back and I’m quick to punch
The pain is quick and the force is harsh

Glass is everywhere and there’s blood on the floor
The girl is gone though I’ve won the war
I’ve got battle scars I take them with me
I walk down the stairs and my ears deceive me

“Good morning DAUGHTER how are you today?
Did you have a nice sleep, was it okay?
Your hair look’s pretty
Makeup would go good with your outfi-
What’s with the baggy boy shorts and shirt?
Girl this isn’t you, how are you gonna flirt?”

These words they hurt me
I fall to the floor
Curling up in a ball
It’s the worse I’ve ever heard

My body screams I’M A GIRL
But my mind screams I’M A GUY
How do I explain to them what I am on the inside?
 
loveless summer sunday Print E-mail
Written by PANTS   
Tuesday, 21 August 2007
a universe of secrets marvels a sequence of incisions
on the inferior section in the mouth of inconsequential beings
into massive occurrences of bed frames thrown to pull
& break into weightlessness. it grasps the disparity connecting
an altered mind & a pure, consoled yet curious self. she walks to
be imagined whilst her ambiance is genuinely replaced with
innocent interest. with total direction she somehow reaches
a purpose that keeps her as she cannot evoke the conclusion
of made turns & roads that were crossed. in a dramatic sense: she
& i take our time considering our surroundings to retract our
epic balance. she discovers much more than what the ashes of
semblance discuss with her as her eyes gaze at the heavens.
& we attempt to smooth the details that made us so remote:
she narrows her eyes while i might never stare at much
(with intentions !) taking out different sections of life. but the
dwelling that we have in either break. she abuses slumber as do i,
& infinitely including me to have ordinary conventions at
the same times. so, a day on which i would habitually be
redeveloping my abnormal craving for instructions, & on which
she would be religiously thriving with clarity huddling roughly
& readily at the insides of her bones, we discuss the incredible
situation we boast: assembling secrets from the universe!
although inconveniently unimportant, the understanding we
behold is that of versatile inhumanity. to that we fail to drink
but we celebrate to a discussion of these incidents. the night
sky projects our marks placed into a clear view by entertaining
bright lights. somehow we are constantly exploiting the templates
for others to fill; suspicion reassures us. even now, we do nothing
to charm it though we disappear to regions that consider us as
the piece we clandestinely slept on & dwelt not even on it.
maybe behind the worst beaming faith she found it with her
narrowed eyes, but with the wind changing its purpose i find i
rather focus myself to the underlying network she tends to notice.
& upon noticing, is me: ultimately floating, not a coil to my name.
 
COUNT TWELVE Print E-mail
Written by Amanda   
Tuesday, 21 August 2007

we were the downbeats pinned into
a puddle.
 
pay no mind Print E-mail
Written by AD   
Friday, 10 August 2007
 
outSMACK Poetry: Papa Print E-mail
Written by Sondra   
Wednesday, 08 August 2007
I hide when i cry,
I cry cause i miss you to peices,
why did you have to leave this world?
why did you have to leave me?
I hide when I cry
I cry cause I miss you terribly.
your with the angels now
your looking over me,
making sure I'm taken care of,
one day, some day we'll be together again,
and I'll be you Little Princess again.
So R.I.P George A.Smolnik Sr.
Love you forever and always.

 
your everything Print E-mail
Written by Jackie   
Monday, 06 August 2007
sometimes empty rooms feel crowded
and fresh air seems contaminated
bright skies mine as well cry
cause the days been blown away
no use for stayin awake

but when you say you love me
the weight on my shoulders lifts and fades
the air has a sweeter taste
and a smile appears on my face

when you say you need me
my stomach gets butterflies
happy tears fill my eyes
and im left speechless
im wonderin if your feelin this
cause its obvious
what we got we jus cant let it go.

when you say you miss me
i feel the warmth of your arms even though your so far away
i jus close my eyes and go to our special place
where you wanna meet tonite darlin?
cause dreams are all we have right now
but ill be there soon
i pinky promise you

you make everything okay
your my sunshine on the darkest days
your the smile on my face
your the keeper of my heart
please say its forever
and ever

cause when you say those words
im on top of the world and nothing hurts
when you sing your voice replays in my head
and trust me i remember every word said
when you need me i'll be there for you
if you miss me jus close your eyes
when you love me i love you too
if it becomes to much to take
and the distance tears you down
just remember

your my everything.
your my only one.
your my angel.
your all i need all i want.
if you need to break down
ill be your cryin shoulder
ill be your light in the dark
i'll be your shining star
i'll be there for you
i'll save you no matter where you are
or what you do

i rilly love you
you know jus how to make my day
im your superman
so please take my hand dont be afraid
i promise i wont hurt you
ill be the one to heal all wounds
ill kiss away your tears
ill always be sincere
faithful, loving honest, caring....
I can be your everything.
 
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