RacsenWrites

  Obsidian. That is the first word that registers in his mind. It’s the only word that speaks to everything around him. The external atmosphere is all so somber. It’s a dark day, A death day. He straightens up his tie, Brushes the dust of his jacket and steps into the forbidding building. The scene he sees is not one he expected. One expects a general silence, Silently muffled sobs around the room, You would expect a show of human decency. He is amazed to see his father pulling of a triple black flip, His mother cheers him on as she pops a bottle of champagne, he knows they shouldn’t be able to afford. His sister sits unbothered, staring at her phone. She seems to be the most approachable. He walks down the aisle, He says all of his friends in a corner, They came dressed to kill, Well they were killing his respect for them. A few of them are drunk and have passed out, The rest are either drunk and loud or are otherwise taking selfies. He ...

Heed my words with due concern, One of you will not return. The journey is far, It’s never near, Its wrought with lies, despair and fear. You cling to life, That one dear breath, But this path has strife, It will bring death, Remember that the end is near, Trust me when I say it will end in tears. I do commend how hard you fight, To life’s ideals,  You do hold tight, But trust me yes,  the end is near, Let go of that which you hold dear. That smile you keep will surely wane, You keep it on,  it’s all in vain. Do not condemn your soul pain.  This optimism is just insane. I warn you now the end is near, Leave this body, run far from here. Whether it be joy that soon departs, Or love from this now fragile heart. Or kindness dug from the depths of my soul, Maybe all of these I will let go I told you that the end is near, The darkness reigns with death and fear. The time for light has long since passed, Forget about a better path. Forget that there was ever joy, Remember,...

 They say the best poetry you write is that which comes out all at once. Well i hop that's true coz I literally wrote this in 5 minutes. Also bullying is not okay in any form or shape. To the bully that is trolling my life, Don’t tell me I don’t fit your ideal standards of a body type, Don’t tell me I’m ugly, That I’m a lost cause, Don’t undermine my self-worth, Stop judging my every move. Trust me I do enough of that already, I don’t need you to help me. I’m all the poison that I need, So why do you feel that need, To add fuel to the fire, At least pretend to be a good liar, Why do you hide your insults with flattery? Are you trying to mock my intelligence? For all my faults you had to have realised I am smarter than that. Stop adding acid to my wound then glazing it over with a honey tongue, As if your “sweet” personality soothes the burn. You know, You don’t have to be mean, But if you are going to mean, Don’t try and act all nice and clea...

  We all have this drive, This obsessive need to remain hidden, Yet we want to remain in the glaring view of the public, We like being seen, But we never want anyone to see us, We like being heard, Never listed to. We hide behind usernames, And twitter handles Because that is the only time, we get to be ourselves. When nobody can see us. When nobody can judge us. Its not that we are not proud of who we are, Or the opinions that we possess, It just, More often than not we are told that our opinions are wrong, Our very nature is wrong. Society dictated that difference is a bad thing, It prompted us into hiding, Forced us into closets of self-loathing, Imprisoned us in our minds, Gave us unrealistic standards, Pushed us into a mould, Fabricated legislation and moral rules to beat us back in If ever we got the courage to step out, And to those that tried hardest to resist, We were ostracised, Rights stripped away, Our voices were ...

 I need to get better at naming these things lol My greatest fear is that one day, I will find love. I am afraid that on the day it come knocking, I will be so broken, Bruised beyond recognition, My soul would have suffered so much irreparable damage, So much so that when the right person… When you finally show up, I will be too damaged to see you, Too broken to appreciate you, Too far gone down the pits of despair, Too hurt, too hurt to love you.

 Once upon a time I loved you, My fragile heart once yearned for you, I cried my eyes out, I bled for you. I cried out in vain, You drove me insane, Your being around only brought me pain. But truth be told it was all my fault, I was the fool who let you into my heart. I stood at distance watching you grow, Letting our friendship go with the flow, But my feelings for you I never let show. Your goofy smile used to put me on a high, Now when I see it all I do is cry. You broke my heart, I’m hurting inside. Tell me why you did it, why? Oh wait, you can’t tell me why, You don’t know that you made me cry. You broke my soul, I’m lost inside, Just tell me why you did it, why? That’s right, You can’t tell me why, Because you don’t know that you made me cry. You tore me down, And left me bare, And if I told you know, I don’t think you would care. My broken soul cries out in vain, Because of you all I know is pain, Yet even after all this shame, My feelings for you are so hard to contain, Th...