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The MoonI am the light
that guides you at night
I am the glow
as white as the snow
Sometimes I am large
Sometimes I am small
Sometimes, I'm not even there at all
but I always watch over
the sweet dreams in the dark
keeping alive, that little spark
I am surrounded, by so many friends
and yet I am alone
in the vast blackness
I was born
in an age of stardust
I was made from darkness
yet I shine so bright
though nothing compares
to my sister's light
If you look closely at me
you may still see
the faded pictures
that adorn my skin
I watch over the world in stillness
yet I never stop moving
I am the ocean's tide
I am the night's bride
Broken Angel's ReachI reach for you
but you pull away
I'm scared too...
Why can't you see?!
I'm just me...
I'm not the girl you need me to be!
I just want to be free...
These wings are small and battered
beaten by those of small minds
I try to hide
these feelings inside
painting on my smile
for the rest of the world
even as I drown
in all the pent up tears
suppressed throughout the years...
Every night, when the sun goes down
the dark invades with a frown
The little voices in my head
telling me I should be dead
They make me trip
and I start to slip
but your light
is so bright
it bring me back
from all the black
and then I reach
only to breach
some unknown wall
that is far too tall
for my little height
and puny might...
You're within my sight
and yet so far
it's like the nightmares
of you leaving in the car
Your image slowly vanishing
my feet unable to keep up
No one knows the things I see
I need to keep everyone happy
So I put on my facade
turn my face into a mask
keep my lips zipped
and try to keep my li
I Miss You...These tattered wings won't fly
These dirty hands can't hold
These bruised feelings hide
This shattered mind won't think
This cruel life crumbles
As I fall apart at the seams
No one knows what this means
This Broken Heart won't heal
This agony can't be erased
What will it take
to be able to keep
at least one thing
without having to speak?
Why is the world
so quick and so cruel
when all I wanted to have
I lay in pieces on the bathroom floor
an empty bottle of pills
and crimson wrists so sore
I just can't take it anymore!!!
Everything I love
is taken away!
I lose my hope, day by day!
No one can see
what's happening to me!!!
I need you now
I need your strength
I long for your embrace
My dreams are full of you
I feel you there...
but then I wake
to the cold of my bed
and the hole in my chest...
Darling, I Miss You...
Torn ApartWe are torn
ripped from each others grasps
my tears fall as I gasp
The agony in my heart
is almost too much to bear
I just want to feel your warmth
I just want to hear your voice
I just want to feel your love
I just want to hear your laugh
I just want to have you back
here in my arms, where you are safe.
They say we are to young
that we don't know what love is
but I say that it is they
who do not understand
that love has no limit
it is not confined to gender
or disabled by disease
it is not condemned by distance
it does not wilt with age
True Love knows no bounds!
So even while they say we are damned
we know that we are free
to make our own choices
and love who we want.
They try to take you
but my love follows you
you have my heart you know, forever.
No matter the space between us
our bond will always shine through!
Just believe in me, my darling,
know that I will fight for you
that I will not stop
until we are safe, together.
Remember...Do you remember, the way it used to be?
So happy and care free
Where we sat and talked for hours
about books and movies and flowers
I can still see your smile
but now it only lasts a while
Did I do this?
I made your petals wilt
and your happiness run out
How can you love me?
How can you see,
the shy little girl that hides behind a tree
I am nothing but lies
wrapped in my insecurities.
The fears and tears
that break my heart
are the things that rip us apart
I won't let myself believe
in any of these dreams
because I know deep down
that they'll only make me drown
I want to escape this town!
I'm like that scary clown
that is always laughing
even when I want to cry
but my life has gone dry
Please just let me DIE!
I still want to fly...
but these wings of mine
are nothing but an illusion
Why won't my world stop crumbling?
I can't help my fumbling and bumbling
I lay down my life
to end your strife
but only cause more!
Just nail me to the door
as a sign to end this war.
Can't we help the poor
A Broken GirlIt was about 9pm, the sun had long since gone, taking away all warmth from a small house on a long street. The house had only one occupant, a 14 year old girl. She sat in the darkness of her room, in a corner with her laptop as the only source of light. She had black hair, with faded red bangs, she wore red jeans and a loose T-shirt. The girl stared at her screen as tears ran down her face. She knew that there were people who loved her but it was just so hard, always having to fake a smile, always having to be an adult at such a young age, having to be the perfect little girl that everyone expects her to be.
"What if I don't want to be perfect?!?!" she screamed to the empty house.
"You have to be perfect, you have to do as everyone says, you have to make them all happy, you are not allowed to be selfish, you dumb bitch." came the dark voice in the back of her head.
"I... I'm not selfish...." she whispered, more tears flowing.
"Yes you are, you always want to have e
3. Oct. 11I was pacing around the Rockbell house, my nervous energy getting the better of me.
"Ree, just go check on him." Winry said, obviously worried about my mental health.
"Ok Win, I'll be back later..." I replied, sighing.
So I walked out into the warm afternoon air, breathing in the sweet smell of Resembool. I loved it here, it was always quiet, always surreal, peaceful. I loved the way the seasons changed, the way the landscape always looked the same, yet different every day. I strolled down the path in the warm sun, glad that I had chosen to wear a simple purple dress today.
I came to the graveyard, but surprised to see it empty. I decided to visit my own parents graves while I was here. I transmuted some flowers and told them how I was doing, apologizing for not coming by more often, then promising that I'd make an effort to get out here more. I then went to visit Trisha, noticing some fresh flowers, probably from Ed. As I laid my own bouquet down I saw a small figure
What do you want???What is it?
What do you want from me?
I try my damn hardest!
but it isn't enough!
I try, but fail...
I can't stand again
I've been beaten
and now I just can't do this...
I've done everything I can!
but you insist that I have to do more!
there are things I can't do
or times I can't do things
but you want the world to go your way!
What if I'm sick?
What if I'm stressed?
Do you care that I am an emotional wreck?
or am I just a tool, for your amusement?
I don't want to do this anymore!
I'm only human...
I can't be what you want!
When you scream, I am there.
When you cry, I wipe your tears.
When you are tired, I do it for you.
When you aren't well, I do things by myself
I do it for you
or I just accept it.
but you don't do the same for me.
Your ideals are too high
I love you more than anything
but you don't seam to love me back!!!
you say you do
but then you just...
let me fall
into the darkness
and the depression
or you don't understand
The End of You and Me....There's no time to be together
Don't have a chance to say goodbye
I can't look you in the eyes
and lie anymore
You can't see my agony
You can't see my suffering
You don't know the truth
Baby it's the end of you and me
Even though we said
we'd be together for eternity
Darling it's the end of you and me
I can't take this misery....
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
to the girl i lose my words aroundi have been meaning to tell you for years:
i think you’re beautiful. i have
seen nothing on earth that holds a candle
to the ocean you carry inside your body.
it spills over your edges sometimes, like
a rain shower around you, blurring your penciled-in
lines until there is nothing left of you but your natural
cliffs, valleys, and deserts.
i like that.
i have never met someone who is, somehow,
a sea and a storm at the same time.
maybe i never will again.
maybe you are the only one
who gathers clouds on her forehead
like a promise, or feels the push and pull of the tide
with her every step.
you are beautiful, honestly.
you are honest, beautifully.
it is in the way you talk, the way you hold ice
on your tongue but forget to use it—
you always forget to use it, i don’t think
you know how.
to be truthful, i’m afraid of your smile
and how it breaks over me, how it pulls
me like a whirlpool down, how it pushes me
like a current back to the surface. i’m afraid of
now i see the stars.there was a time when i
couldn't catch my breath whenever i
thought about you , (crippled lungs and-
boy, you hit me like an asteroid,
there's a crater on my chest now that I can't ever seem to fill,
oceans of my tears cried on
nights when you couldn't be there to sing me to sleep.
thirty two poemless days after you joined the constellations,
i walked out into the yard and howled to the empty sky,
for a moment i was Gaea, rivers running down my cheeks,
weighted to the ground and
buried in myself, but
where there is no light there are no shadows, and
sometimes, i wonder if i miss me.
yes, i do.
i may not see the moon, but
Abuse Is Sometimes NecessaryPush and pull at her long hair, topple her to the solid ground,
elbow her sharply in the raw gut, shove her harshly around.
Scratch him in the pale face, punch him in the broken jaw,
do anything necessary to him that's considered breaking the law.
And when she cries because you've punched her, let her be,
and observe her when she returns to her habitual smoking.
When she passes out next day, because she's drunken too much booze,
slap her in the face once more, though many would consider it abuse.
When he can hardly walk because he thinks he's high in the clouds,
rip the needle out of his arm, and with your nails, slash him across the sweaty brow.
Grab them and shake them till their battered and bruised,
tear at their heart, scream in their ears until you've reached the point of verbal abuse.
And when she falls into your chest, and he collapses to the ground,
pull them closely, and whisper, “We can turn this all around.”
And rehab is a necessity for all of you, because you'v
i am made of nights like theseativan boy, you cannot empty out this skull -
not with a pen nor with a bullet. you can
be my hallowed head(case) for spitting out
words like teeth; oh, but i will only love you
when you're weary. i will keep crows caged
between your lungs like veins, like palpitations.
i will rot you through bones & car radios,
but i will never get (you) out of your skin.
ScienceI am more than my
F L A W S;
a masterpiece of
S C A R S
a delicacy of
D R E A M S
a sculpture of
B O N E S
R E A C T I O N
a well of
Good (Great, Greater, Greatest, You)Good (Great, Greater, Greatest, You)
I hope the title caught your eye,
because this is about you.
Many of us speak in superlatives
and ambiguous language.
In imagery-laden text masquerading
underneath double entendres
keeping us from a part of the truth.
But purple streaks and red bands,
harp strings and soft hands
don't begin to explain
the love I have for you.
So I lay these words down
simple in its vulnerability,
blemished and raw in its purity.
The term lissome fits you in many ways,
but not necessarily it its textbook form.
I speak on the part that is not readily seen
but what is easily most cogent.
Your consciousness' cognizance
is graceful in the way
you fold one syllable over
another, supple in its meaning
that can take many forms
going from idle lies
to how we idolize hollow eyes
and uncovered hip bones.
Elegance is an understatement,
but I refuse to speak in cliche superlatives.
I speak honestly
but not with exaggerated grandeur.
Because your immediate app
A broken heartI promised myself I'll never fall in love
Whenever I fall in love I feel renewed and happy
But like a drug
Once everything finishes
I'm crying, depressed and the wreckage of my heart
I always end up feeling worse
I want to find someone that is special
But I'm afraid to suffer again
I'm afraid of losing another person
Do not want to suffer
Do not make me suffer, do not lie to me
Do not hurt me, no more
I will not hold on to people who only sink me
I'll be free and live with have left
A cold and lonely spirit.
Shattering...These midnight tears
The eternal fears
To the black
Until I crack
I'm on thin ice
I feel it start to give way
What if I don't get through this day?
I give it all my best
Never getting rest
From the voices
Criticising my choices
There are flaws in my facade
Growing all the time
My walls are crumbling
My stone heart splitting
My mind can't take any more!!!
I'm breaking down
Losing my crown
These wings won't fly
They all let me die
Can't you see?
and you can't put me back together again...
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