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Let Me GoYou always cut me down
Just to build me back up
This is getting ridiculous
Please, just stop
You're messing with my head
Tearing at my heart
This game just isn't fun
Stop tearing me apart
Take away the lies
Tell me the damned truth
My soul is way to drained
Wish I could tell you "I'm through"
Unfortunately, I can't
I feel like a long-lost dog
You led me to this point
By my neck you hold me in the fog
So I slowly lose oxygen
And again I begin the fall
Yet right before the crash
"Let me take you to the Ball"
Now I'm treated like a princess
So nice to be your girl
To hear you whisper "Beautiful"
I'm on top of the world
With every kiss I find bliss
It just isn't fair
You have me hooked on your line
But leave me drowning in the air
Let me off this insane ride
I can't handle anymore
If you'd let go of my heart
I'd show you to the door
Can You? Can you hear the rain? It pounds against the roof and the window pane. Can you hear the rain? Can you smell it like I can as it rides its waves of furious clouds in the sky? It pounds in the river, lake, pond, and smallest puddle. Can you hear the rain? Can you smell it, can you feel it? It clings to arms and hair and people use umbrellas to shield. What's the point? It won't keep you safe and dry. Loose the umbrella, the raincoat, the boots. Splash around and be a child, be free. Don't care what others think, be as you are, be innocent and grand. Hop into a puddle or two. Rejoice in the rain because the sky is weeping just for you. Don't let the chance slip by like a dazzling silver scaled fish. Hook it, reel it in, and feast in the richness of it all. Would you rather it be dry and arid? I would rather enjoy the moment and dance in the rain.
Do You Recall?Do you recall.....
When the biggest drama was taking turns
We all played together, no matter color
Getting high was swinging on the swingsets
Boys and girls had cooties, no aids
Little girls aspired to be princesses, not whores
The "Yummy-Power" was Fun Dip and Baby Bottle Pops
A clear liquid would be water, nothing else
We never even DREAMED of lying to our parents
At sleepovers you stayed in your own sleeping bag
Our "Bed-Buddies" were our stuffed animals
And the strongest thing we drank was unconcentrated juice.
What happened to all our innocence?
Where did all the simplicity go?
Why are we no longer ignorant?
How did we grow so cold?
Childs ViewMaking silly faces
Blowing lots'a bubbles
When you are a kid
The world holds no trouble
And continous smiles
That's what makes
Life worth while
When you are tucked into bed
Say a little prayer
But never forget
The teddy bear!
Who chases away the monsters
That hide under your bed
Only one thing scares THEM,
It's true, it's teddy they do dread!
Send Me a Sign Drift away on the wind
Never to return
Just please remember to send a sign
Whenever it's your turn
To walk on through the pearly gates
Called in by a long lost friend
And always remember, never forget
That goodbye is not the end
I will see your face again someday
When it becomes my time
Untill then I will live on
For both your part and mine
Everytime the sun kisses my cheek
I'll know that it is you
I love you Grampy, always will
But for now I must bid adieu
A Nightmare Adrenaline Pumping
Tears of fear cascading
As the stranger breaths
My awarness keeps fading
Close my eyes
Beg him to stop
But to him it seems
There is no time on the clock
No one can hear me
Out in this field
No one to witness
What he's doing to me here
Stealing my innocence
Ripping it to shreds
And as time goes on
My essence becomes a mere thread
Finally he stands
But now I'm to weak
He laughs in my face
My reaction is meak
Lift up my had
Whisper "fuck you"
Then I let go
Slip into the blue
But then fate grabs me
Shakes me awake
Open flys my eyes
My biggest mistake
Now I feel all the pain
Known all the lies
And now my inpure life
Is something I despise
Then just as I start
To let out a scream
I sit up in the dark
Realize, it was a dream
I'm in my bed,safe and warm
Aloud I say
To the empty room
"That was no dream, It was a nightmare"
Letters of AppreciationLetters of appreciation
They're filing through my head
spilling onto white lined paper
Through the mouth of my pen
Yet I realize clearly
Letters just won't do
To voice all of the appreciation
I hold for all of you
I feel like I must shout it
Just fill my lungs with air
Yell out a great big "Thank You!"
If I consider everything, it seems fair
But for lack of people to listen
Or perhaps 'cuz I am to timid
These letters will have to do
So read the ink, my pen has spilled it
Bulemia BeastAm I proud
Of what I've done?
What I've become?
The answer is simple
So no need to write it.
But it isn't my fault!
I couldn't fight it!
It conquered and dominated
I have lost so much control.
It made me want to be
As thin as a pole
But I DID argue
If you can not see.
What is standing before you?
It IS still me!
My mind may be altered
Just a little bit...
And to this day
I am still trying to quit!
The monster that's got me
Tight to its chest.
I'm crying for mercy
As it makes me retch.
Hiding from friends
Blaming the cooks.
"I'll be right back...
Just grabbing some books"
I lie and I lie
For it is what I must do.
Until this beast lets go...
Before I loose ALL control.
Are You Honest?See this mess?
The tangle of feelings?
The crumpled heap of a lost soul?
You say you can't.
You must be lying.
All you can do now is bid your time.
Wait...you honestly can't see it?
Can I hide it that well?
Pretending my spirit didn't die
when it hit the wall and fell?
Well, if that is so.
And your confusion is for real
Then back track the time
And forget what was said here.
But if you are faking.
Being a sarcastic lil bitch
Then watch your back
And bid your time
Till my demon decides to attack.
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
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, yes i do.
i may not see the moon, but
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
That Gay Boy Sitting Next To YouLook at the gay boy sitting next to you,
the one who you kick, physically torture and verbally abuse.
Look at his eyes that were once vibrant with life,
and keep in mind that you and your friend's were the one who stole his light.
You called him a sin and condemned him to hell,
every day he walked through the school doors, he was greeted with your intolerant yells.
With your injustice , you treated him as terribly as you pleased,
and when you were through with your torment, you treated him like some sort of disease.
Was religion your actual excuse to act like an ass,
or was there something that you refused to see past?
Because that gay boy who sits next you daily in class,
is the one who knows your present, future and past.
He knows where bullies come from, so don't hide fully behind Christianity.
Because when you go home, you yourself are showered with profanities.
The same fist you used to beat the blue eyed boy,
is the same fist that your father uses to wring around your neck
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
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.
surgeryi promised not to scar
my skin. so i cut out my
brain and hurled it into
just like cancer, the worst of me is dead.
Music Defines FeelingInfinity and beyond
I am living through a song
My heart is tearing
Need you here
Here and now
My tears are snaring
At my fragile heat
Being torn apart
Listening to a fast song
Feelings of Love
My head says is wrong
Shuffle to a slow song
Now my eyes are gleaming
But the fake smile is beaming
Through clouds of despair
Making others happy
Always drains my feelings
But I do it anyway
Because I know how it feels
So hand me the music
And I will use it
To fake a better life
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