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Rocks I think I found a friend.
A few friends.
With good mindsets,
And decent hearts.
Friends that will keep you where you need to be,
And prevent you from flying too far away.
I've found my rocks,
And they're helping me rebuild my broken walls,
It's a slow and agonizing process.
But the walls are now more than half built.
My new rocks are my foundation,
Wedged between a mortar of trust and hope.
I'm rebuilding my house of trust and love.
So I can house and shelter the ones I care for.
Protecting them from the rain of despair.
I've found my rocks.
Breaking Away Why must you always pull me down?
Putting me through agony just to get to know your name.
So I'm done pretending.
Today is the day I cut the chains that bind me to you,
And I'm running away from my demons,
Or more specifically my Demon.
And as I run I will not think about you,
Or anything else,
Only of the people and things that made this possible.
I am eternally in your debt.
Explain I have no words for what I feel.
The few months I've known you feel like years.
I wish I could explain,
But there happen to be thousands of others who would say the same.
So I'm content to sit and watch,
The hidden man's world in which he allows me to take refuge.
I'm eternally in debt to the laughs he has given me,
Yet I am just another person he will never see.
I just wish I could express,
I don't wish to digress.
So I will stop myself here.
Skipping Stones (16) "Are you really sure?" My mom asked me. I gave an exasperated sigh and looked her in the eye. I heard the sound of someone knock on the door and instinct told me it was Iggy, wondering what the holdup was. My mom was the holdup. She wasn't exactly sure if I should leave and go with Iggy anywhere, she thought it was unusual of me, since I rarely went outside on weekends.
I gave her a slight nod and she waved her hands, giving me a weary expression. "Well, do as you wish. I trust you, I just wish you wouldn't be so distant.." Me? Distant? From her!? I almost laughed. Obviously she didn't realize ever since dad died, she was actually the distant once. But whatever, it didn't matter.
Slowly, I walked towards the door, grabbing my grey jacket as I did so. "Well, I'll see you later mom." I exited. Iggy had actually decided to do something fun for once. We were gonna hang out at the park. I liked that. It seemed normal after everything that happened, but then again, my life had been pre
I can't yet I shall. Why and How? I can't.
I can't do this.
I can't keep writing words that mean nothing.
I can't keep living a life that has no meaning.
I can't just stop breathing.
I can't do this anymore.
I can't live without you.
I can't understand why someone so perfect is so evil.
I can't believe you would waste all that time to tell me it was just a game.
I can't stop loving you.
I can't quit doing things I don't want to do.
I can't keep listening to the complaints of others.
I can't keep ignoring the complaints of myself.
I can't take this any longer without knowing.
Why do I write words that mean nothing?
Why do I keep living a life that has no meaning?
Why can't I just stop breathing?
Why can't I do this anymore?
Why can't I live
Secrets Imagine if you knew me.
Would I make you laugh?
Could I attempt to bring forth yet another beautiful smile?
Or would it all just be in vain?
You'd have a simple frown of distaste.
And I'd frown too.
But what if I saw your face?
The one the you so carefully hide behind a mask,
A mask perpetually void of emotion.
What would you do?
I've confided all of my deepest secrets in you.
Would you allow me to keep that one secret?
It would be our little secret.
And only us two would know.
Nobody else needs to know.
Untitled Is this the end?
Is this the end of everything?
The relationship you lied to me and said we had.
How could you do that?
Just lie to my face?
They were mistakes I never wanted you to make.
And I won't question you.
It was never like me too,
But it just won't stop,
A constant battle fought.
What have we become?
Silently disgracing one another and hiding from our shame.
Let's take a moment,
And try and escape from out demons.
Yours will never forget previous heartache.
Mine would probably rip out your skin from the inside.
So, for a moment,
Let's pretend to be human,
We found one another,
And we're so separate and apart,
But our demons match up.
Skipping Stones (15) I was warm. A bit too warm for the single blanket and tanktop and shorts I wore to bed. "Hmng?" I rolled over and hit someone. But no one was in my bed. Weird. How can you hit something that isn't there..? My sleepy mind wandered all over the place and I tried not to think too much about it.
Wait wait wait! Someone is in my bed with me?! I almost screamed as I opened my eyes to see two apple colored eyes staring at me. "Hello." They said. Nope. This is a huge fucking NOPE!I pushed Iggy off of my bed as I could feel the heat rising, yet again to my face. Stupid freaking stupid..!!
"How did you even get in here? What are you doing in my bed? You're a creep! What do you want?" I asked all these questions at once I was so flustered. He backed up and threw his hands in the hair, flipping his black hair out of his eyes.
"Well, after you locked me, quite rudely, out of your bedroom, I decided, hey, why not go make fun of some people? I mean, I can do things I could
The Celestials - CH. 3 I watched Alice wake up in the field. I liked fields. They're pretty and soft and they remind me of what the world used to be. Back before the Evils. When daemons and humans didn't need to aide one another in combat. I sighed, sending a breeze through the plane. Alice shivered and glanced around, her eyes narrowed.
Should I take human form? It's been so long since I've even SEEN a human. I had forgotten how fragile their bodies looked. If I don't take human form I'll scare her? Maybe.. I shook it off and took human form, the clothes from a much older time, from when I had last seen my previous master. I shook my head. I couldn't think of that now. I had work to do. I headed towards my new master, the one who would use me in combat.
"Alice! Over here!" A deep voice called my name. I whipped my head around to see a very tall looking boy smiling a little ways away from me. Si
I AmI am single,
but I am loved.
I am not a genius,
but I am intelligent.
I am not breathtaking,
but I have beauty.
I am not a saint,
but I am kind.
To the world,
I am not perfect.
But for someone,
All Her Little ThingsStop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from..
Stop demanding her to do things,
Things she can't accomplish,
Things she can't imagine being done...
Stop lying to her,
Telling her you love her,
Want her, need her...
When all you've ever done is make her want to
Stop hating her for the littlest things.
The things she can't prevent,
The things she can't save herself from...
When those little things you've done
Take her down...
The little things won't matter anymore.
lung canceri will die with your name on my lips
because there is nothing else i'll need to say.
you are my coffin, my funeral pyre.
as my bones disintegrate, popping and snapping,
you will greedily swallow my ashes
until nothing is left of me but secondhand smoke.
i've danced with you, love, across hospital tile,
the scent of antiseptic cloying as valentine's chocolate.
you dipped me into unconsciousness,
and i willingly closed my eyes.
the intrusion of your scalpel teeth no longer scares me.
you, my rigor mortis soul mate, always take me under.
your tent of frostbitten shelter pulls me down, an anchor,
while i gag on pills too abstract to save me.
forgive me, lungs, of my cigarette abuse,
but i've found happiness in a reaper's cloak.
i find comfort in these carcinogens.
i've made my nest in a swaying tree,
my body destroyed by the nauseous rocking.
they smile at me with pity in their eyes,
scribbling nonsense on those jaw-like clipboards.
their crisp, stark white world still has faith in me,
Don't pick a fight with an Artist
Don't pick a fight with an artist
Wanna fight pussy?
Give me yar best shot
Or will you throw a paintbrush at me?
I'm so scared- not
Excuse me? What did you say?
What is a punch you ask?
Of course let me tell you:
A blow with the fist- it's quite a simple task
Are y' gonna cwyyy?
I dunno what you just said
Why don't you let me show you?
I'll f****** punch you and then- boom- you're dead!?
Pardon? What did you ask?
You need a clearer definition?
Of course, let me show you
I'll demonstrate- with out your permission
Ouch! Hey no fair
Dude you are so gay
You write poetry
I'll make you f****** pay!
Discúlpeme? What did you mutter?
I'm gay? Is that what you said?
Perhaps you need some assistance, let me help
I'll be gentle I promise- I did need new ink! In the colour red<
you've been dead for a year, my deari met you on december 21st,
the longest night of the year.
you had solstice eyes: cold, dark, alluring.
i knew you were not meant to last,
powerful as a gale but fragile as
the tulip stems you snapped,
a sickening cycle of you,
an overwhelming tidal wave.
they say two wrongs will never make a right,
but i made so many bad choices that
i wound up back where I began.
it was too easy to love you,
but getting you to love me back was impossible.
i clawed at your chest until I struck blood,
until my nails split into shards.
you were born a phantom,
and i, your corpse.
holding onto you felt like drowning in quicksand;
i fought but always sank into your arms.
i breathed in dirt, breathed in dust, and
found my organs choked with you,
smothered by your existence.
you sucked out my breath
every time i kissed you.
i died every day with your hand
knotted in my hair.
You left on june 21st,
the longest day of the year.
i bit down sorrow and deconstructed
the labyrinth within me,
the one you hadn't th
Mirror, MirrorMirror, mirror, on the wall,
Watch it crumble, break and fall.
Look at all the bloody glass,
How it reminds them of a severed past.
Watch a reflection slowly disappear,
Looking at all the shattered, crushed mirrors.
A breathless state of mind goes by,
Am I just alive or did I die?
Confused and in an awe,
Careless people unknown to what one saw.
Throat slit so one can't be unlocked,
Too bad the thoughts have become blocked.
Crimson splatters, dripping, breaking away,
Thou shall not know the feeling of all the pain.
Oh, Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Why did you crumble, break and fall?
Eye of the StormI believed I could make the wind blow,
and force the moon to shine at night,
create rainbows just by thinking,
and hold tea parties for fairies in July,
I was the queen of my own graceful lands.
Yet, I grew old and realized,
I am the kind of girl who'd trip and fall,
often for stepping on her own feet.
My crown of diamond and gold
now a rusted piece of bronze,
I lost my throne to treason, my kingdom to hate,
I became the eye of a hurricane,
loaded with mishaps I need to atone.
I felt the soft touches of angels,
and lost my own wings to demons who could crush stone.
Felt the scorching tears run so often,
I knew I must have hit bottom low.
I had nothing holy, no one to call dear,
but here I am, the starting point of my own storm.
I felt fear, clung to shadows,
encased my heart within marble walls,
and threw the keys that can unlock my soul.
So many chances I've lost with no love to seek,
and so many people I turned my back to.
I let the darkness gnaw through my bones.
A stranger walked up to me today...A man walked up to me and asked me for a cigarette… I told him I didn't smoke anymore, and he asked me why? ––I answered "because the person I used to smoke with, isn't around anymore", and he replied…"that's why I smoke."
A woman walked up to me and asked me for drugs, I replied "I have several in store…his eyes, his smile, his hands"…she whispered, "that's not a drug"…and I laughed as I said.. "if only you knew."
A child walked up to me today and asked me to play a game, I told them I was too tired to play games, i'd been playing for years, they replied…"then you must be a pro!", to which I said "yes…a pro at losing."
An old woman stared at me today, and I asked her…"is something wrong?" she answered "I was about to ask you the same question."
© Rocio Belinda Mendez
Evolve So many people are trying to understand,
I'm a different species,
A whole new breed.
My DNA has been modified many times over,
Pain and passion has turned my heart a lovely shade of gray,
Hard and stone cold,
Has anyone thought to check my brain?
I fear I've lost my mind and I cannot find it again..
But maybe it just wasn't meant to be.
Faded and worn it just fell right through.
Maybe I'm the reason why I'm afraid to fly,
Am I my own reason why I'm causing myself to die?
I'm a fish in water, who doesn't know how to swim,
And I'm choking,
And I'm dying,
I need to evolve.
I am a new species,
A whole other breed,
I'm what you get when you evolve,
When you evolve further into you
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