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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
My mind deals with
Overcomes my judgement
Today it's no different
I can't take it anymore
Observing my image but
Nothing is revealed
Before My Mouth Told You I Was Sickbefore my mouth told you i was sick, there were
the fingers that wrapped around cups and cups of tea.
i sipped oceans.
i sipped the seven seas
and my ribs were the rainstick that
sent shivers pattering like some
down your swaying, praying spine.
there were the hurricanes.
that is what you came to call them,
my eyes burst into lightning,
my chest quaked with thunder,
when my ribs heaved with the monsoon
that was my breath
until i collapsed, shaking, into your
beach house arms.
there were the missing beats.
sometimes my heart slowed, stopped,
staggered home drunk to gasp morse-code warnings
between my aching ribs.
sometimes the stillness was so perfect
(and alone so tempting)
that i wished for the beat
to wander far and
to be forever lost.
there were the ribs, and the collarbones.
i was a mountain range with
blood in my rivers,
you saw the carrot sticks
(oh god how could you)
and you let me feed myself with
there was the blood i was suppose
little victories.when i was younger,
i thought i was the strongest
little girl in the world
because i could easily
beat my older brother
at arm wrestling.
it wasn't until years later
that i realized
To the person who holds my best friend's heart...I know that is is kind of weird
But I felt that I should write this down.
I need to tell you what I feel
And tell you what he means to me.
He's my best friend and he's a good man.
Please, give him the love and respect he deserves.
He may seem goofy but he's very sweet.
I know this because he was always there for me when I was sad.
Now, I know that you're not bad
Cause he would never choose someone who's mean.
But I still want to tell you just in case you forget in the future;
Please don't break his heart.
He's been through so much
And he doesn't deserve something like that.
He is the kind of person who smiles even when he's hurt by others
And would take any pain for the people he loves.
I know, I've witnessed it.
I know he may seem kind of childish sometimes
But don't let it get to you.
It's just his way of expressing himself.
He's very caring and I'm sure he'll do anything to make you happy.
He doesn't look like it but he's very kind and thoughtful.
He'll put your needs before h
in which I gain sentiencesave room
for doubt, in the silence between
religious guilt and stolen
body heat. I am made of helium.
in my dreams they
pop me and
watch me flutter. I wonder if everyone
else’s head is so congested as mine,
hyperactive with inattentive people.
you are never serious--
he stares at me in a different
set of eyes; there are words
I cannot say, there are
things I cannot tell you.
(twice a week
I watch the people I love
leave me for good.
spiders in my throat,
you're wearing isadora's scarvesoh, i hope you never love me, satyr-girl.
misanthropic mistress, i am coughing up
crows & bleeding blue beneath pocked
vessels; these worn teeth may be ink-
cavities, but i have never been your poet boy.
I Saw a Burning ManIn front of my house, he sat.
Skin burnt off, now charred and black.
Hesitantly, I walked outside.
And he followed me with his watery eyes.
With steps as nimble as the snow,
I hid my fear and continued to go.
Now before him, the Burning Man.
I kindly offered him my shaky hand.
No malice nor vice leaked off of him,
rather sadness and agony which simmered below his skin.
I could feel it around me, the pain and despair,
yet, physically the man was nearly repaired.
For his scorched skin was not his problem,
instead the bottled emotions that devoured all of him.
“Would you like to come inside sir, and stay?”
In which he replied by looking away.
Again I asked, and received no reply,
and was startled when the man began to cry.
Unsure of what to do, I walked away,
Yet I’ll never forget what happened that day.
Be it from pain, or mute, or undisclosed desires,
I watched as the man was engulfed in fire.
I stood back in awe, with my mouth agape,
and feared that he had fallen into
Can you look deeper?You see that girl you just bullied?
The one you harassed over her choice of art?
The art of a man beating a woman to death?
She saw her father kill her mother when she was five.
You know that man who likes to photograph himself in dresses?
The one you called a homo because of his choice of clothing?
Well, his parents wanted him to be a girl instead of a boy.
So they made him dress like that everyday to pretend he was a girl.
You know that woman who writes stories about child rape?
The one you bullied until she didn’t know how to cope with life anymore
Her uncle has been in jail for the past eleven years.
He raped her daily for seven years of her life.
What about that guy who favored abstract artwork?
Do you remember him he liked to use the colors red and black a lot.
He was nearly beaten to death when he was fourteen.
He only knows nightmares because he remembers seeing his blood on the wall.
What about me? Do you remember me? Even just a teensy little bit?
You bullied me because
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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