Perhaps, you're too worried about

hiding your own lies,

                       to see

                            that 

                                we are all

                                    sinking into

                                        a dark 

                                            abyss

                                                of lost

                                                    hope.

(It's like a prison, ice-cold and dark)

It's dark down here. We are all wallowing

in our own untruths and hatred for each other.

Don't worry. Even if you manage

to stay on top,

                We

                    will

                        find a

                            way

                                to drag

                                      you down

                                            with us. 

(We will not let you thrive peacefully, while 

the rest of us suffer from the mess,

that you created.)

It's dark down here, but I can see you clearly. 

I can see the fear that you hide beneath your power.

You are too afraid to admit

that you have failed,

                            so

                                you

                                    push us

                                        down,

                                            and

                                                let us

                                                    drown. 

(We can't breathe anymore)

It's dark down here. We cry crimson tears, as you

push us apart, one by one. 

Perhaps, you're too worried about

hiding your own lies,

                       to see

                            that 

                                we are all

                                    sinking into

                                        a dark 

                                            abyss

                                                of lost 

                                                    hope.

It's so dark down here..." 

***

I'm a flicker of the façade,

suspicion of a hidden clause;

I'm the uh, the um, the erm—

that uncertain, searching pause...

I’m the hover of a parent

or that compulsive second guess;

I’m dissuasion from an impulse

and a barrier to success.

***

#poetry

#verse

Humanoid robot I shall be;

From the fragments of my sorrow,

After all that you’ve done to me..

And the pain that has gotten to my marrow.

So.. humanoid robot I shall be.

I’ll talk roboticly▪▪▪

My voice will echo and you will like it.

I’ll laugh roboticly▪▪▪

So you don’t hear the bluebird inside,

Singing...

And my smile will satisfy your eyesight.

For~

I’m a human-oid robot

In flesh and blood,

And I do not cry

For my tears are pixels▪▪▪

Artistically drown on the screen,

But you can’t wipe away-

The pixels tears in my eyes.

For~

I’m a human-oid robot

In flesh and blood,

But I do not bleed

For my blood is kerosene;

Endlessly recycled in my depths

Through my rusty parts—

My organs.. and my mechanism

For~

I’m a human-oid robot

In flesh and blood.

I was programmed to be artificial.

I analyze things and store them

In my heart-ware.

I solve problems and execute tasks;

Very philosophically... in a mathematical way,

For I’m a humanoid robot▪▪▪

I was built to solve problems...

And I shall execute this ▪code▪

For I’m a robot▪

December 2017

#irobot #madebyhumans

You tossed me to the waves,

And expected me to drown.

But the oceans cold embrace

Never pulled me down.

Taming currents in my blood,

The sea sang my name

When I discovered Poseidon's wrath

Pooling in my veins.

And with each salty breath,

My rebellious lungs learned to thrive

With the sea raging in my soul

And the blinding lightning in my eyes.

So bring me your darkened skies,

Your deafening thunder and your rain,

And I'll breathe in this whirling maelstrom,

And exhale a hurricane.

#poetry #becomethestorm

I see them everywhere,

but are they little bits of my life?

no, they are tiny fragments of my heart

scattered everywhere

particles and atoms

formed in pieces and fragments

that make a beating, bleeding heart

I see them, as I look at the ground

I see them everywhere

yet, I cannot pick them up

they slip through my fingers

they crack from my touch

my warm flash

turning those little bits into ice

I stare at them

and mourn what was once inside of me

in my very core and center

I still have my beating organ

I still have my life

the blood runs through me

the atoms move

yet I miss those pieces of me

that cared more

I miss that naive side

that believed

she is still there

she cares

she feels

but somehow she grows quieter

with every missing little bit

.........................................................................................................

From the moment I read this challenge, I heard this song :

https://youtu.be/D8JzwrD5dvk

I used to be happy

I used to believe that everything

Would end up okay

It isn’t okay

Nothing is okay

It was fine when I ignored the bad

When I was able to stay away

When no one would bother to drag me down

Maybe it was better when no one cared about me

When they would all just ignore me

When I could just stand in the background

And no one would even know I was there

But then it changed

I let myself get pulled down

And now, there are just

Little bits of life scattered everywhere

Little pieces of what I used to be

Who I used to be

I had nothing left in me

I was empty

But you saved me

You picked me up

You gave me new meaning

New life

I finally saw what was good in the world

Then you tore me apart

You decided

Bringing me happiness

Didn’t make you happy

And now,

All the life you gave me

All the goodness you let into my heart

Is everywhere

And now,

There are little bits of life

Scattered everywhere

Little bits of what you gave me

Scattered everywhere

And I don’t know

What to do now

I don't know

Where to turn

If I could love someone

Who can leave me like I don't matter

How am I supposed to trust anyone

Ever again?

What am I supposed to do now?

My life is broken apart

It's a mess

And it's all your fault

a lopsided smile with teeth full of metal,

classic black-framed glasses,

and eyes the color of the Gulf of Mexico,

brown messy hair like chocolate,

and a voice that can calm the stormy seas of my mind,

a sloppy kiss behind the school,

holding on so we don't move apart,

though we know, just eventually, we'll be pulled apart by life,

he'll go to college in my last year of high school,

and we'll spend our last summer on the beach,

counting the sunrises and sunsets

talking for hours on end,

leaving each conversation with a smile,

trailing our fingertips over each other's arms,

sitting, doing nothing, basking in the sunlight,

enjoying the time we have,

hoping, dreaming, wishing, that we will be forever

yet we know we won't last forever,

life won't let it, as everything ends,

and we list, over and over,

what we love about one another,

your smile, your eyes,

the way you look at the stars,

wondering what's out there,

what do I love about you,

the list goes on and on,

from the way you act innocent,

-when you know you did wrong,

and the way you walk slowly,

just to be by me,

or is it the way you pester me so slightly,

but back off when you realize it's more harm than help

I'll have to let you go eventually, but I won't let you go without a fight