SavagesSkulls' gaping jaws open to the moon.They are crushed my the stomping feet and raving bodies.All emotion fades into blood-lust.Blood, used as war paint, covers the swaying bodies.Content to rule with claws,Savages rock the continents til they sink.May we be rescued?Or will we drop off the edge of the earth?Is this a gift?I'm rendered useless in society now...Are you happy?Innocence lost into the pain of cold hearts and broken bodies.We're all going to Hell in the end.
Phases of the MoonI believe I've finally found something to compare you to...You're the moon.Constant and proud.All-seeing and honest.But all this happens in phases.One night, you allow me to see all of you, broken or not.The next, you find faults in everything I do.Afterwards, you apologize, and allow me some of what I've lost.Then you're cold.I love you,but theses feelings are killing me.My moon, my constant, you're torturing me.I usually tighten my hands into fists and give into you.But I can't. Not now.Do you wish me to go?Do you want me to leave you alone?Say the words.You've promised me you would.Or do you want to leave me alone, here, with your moonbeams still shinning on my face?
PainYou can't protect me forever.Let me pass through those doors,See if they can severThis thing from me.As the time continues to tick,And you continue to wait,Let's hope they make the end quick.Snip, snip, snip.This is deep within me,Each root holds a memory.This broken feelingIs all that will ever be.The clock even grown impatient,Waiting for the end.No longer radiant...Tear, tear, tear.The child leaves the room alone,Relieved and tired.The doctor's intelligence shone.It's over now."It's okay, sweetheart. I'm here."But the pain still burns.And this shines brighter than ever- fear.Gone, gone, gone.
My Broken SideThe insecurities are always there.The back of my mind is a graveyard.The mourning wail of the mother without a childReverberates through this empty house.Everything is wound around you, my child.And now you see the real me.I hope you're happy.The beaten child stands unmoved.She never laughs.Her screams go unheard during the night.And her mother is never there.Everything is wound around you, my father.And now you see the real me.I hope you're happy.The light is fading,The morning is now dusk.The one person she held hands withIs fading with the day.Everything is wound around you, my friend.And now you see the real me.I hope you're happy.You attempt to change me.You say you know how to protect me.I don't want protection.I want this pain to end.Everything is wound around you, my love.And now you see the real me.I hope you're happy.And when the day fades, and the child's screams are gone,Everything adds up.I've counted all you've done, all you've said.The tear
A Safe DistanceI gave my heart and soul to you.Trusted you with my love.Hated you for breaking me.Held you when you cried.Now I'm lost and blind,And need you to help me find my way.But look where you are now-Five hundred miles away.All I needed was a hand,To help pull me up.All I wanted was understanding.I've stayed silent and still,Waiting for you to help.I need you to help me want to stay.But where are you now?Five hundred miles away.Fractures heal and love is lost.Broken hearts callus over,Forgetting how to feel.People walk through you,Never asking for directions to your heart.So now here I lay-Nowhere else but here-Five hundred miles away.
Living Dead Or Dead Living?Broken hearts, un/locked doors,Tired souls, (tired of) fighting for purchase,Lost/found, love/hate, sadness/fear,Living dead or dead living,Cracking, or fractured?A person breaks/heals.We (continue to) fight/give up.A heart beats/stops.Un/broken doors, locked hearts.
Something randomTeenager, grit your teeth and keep walking.Ignore them.Listen to music.Headbang until you get a nosebleed.Draw.Just don't let them know they cause you pain.Little girl,dance around the room in a tutu.Smile and laugh and sing.Ignore the fact that daddy just left.Act ignorant and thoughtless.Just don't let them know you understand.Mother, you fight with your deamons.You sing with the choir.You can't help but cry.He was a liar.Just let your daughters know you're trying.
Creating DistanceWe met about eight months ago.It was heaven for a moment even though,Some of the things you said,Just whirled around my head.But now the cracks are spreading.And I don't even know the ending.I'm creating distance,Because I'm not sure if I want this.I don't text you like I used to,Cause I'm scared you might see through.There are so many things,You said and I don't know if they're even happening.You've told me,So many crazy stories.And I'm not even sure if you are sane.Will I discover there's nothing for me but pain?So I keep saying things that are hollow, I keep creating distance.Will a broken heart follow if I give you another chance?When I needed you why weren't you there?And the silence makes me wonder if you care.I said I was on the verge of a break down.But for a week and a half you weren't around.Haven't even met you.Now I'm wondering if I should just forget you.I'm creating distance,Because I'm not sure if I want this.I don't text you like I us
Bring to LifeOne's scars are not simply disfigurements,They tell a vivid story written in blood and skin.Why do people's icy stares never relent,When this is pain they've never been in?I know hope is there.Because its the only reason why,I held on when no one cared,And didn't give up inside.I want to break the surface,Of the sorrow's hold.I believe each life has a purpose.So bring to life my soul.I don't want to die,That wasn't the reason this began.All I desire is to survive,And get out of this dark land.I know hope is there.Because its the only reason why,I held on when no one cared,And didn't give up inside.I want to break the surface,Of the sorrow's hold.I believe each life has a purpose.So bring to life my soul.Some people are angels,And some are monsters without disguise.For a while I believed none were truly faithful,Or wanted to comfort the tears you cry.But I discovered if you look hard enough,There are those who will,Always give you their love.
All My HeartWish I could have you in a picture frame on my wall.I'd hang you on a hook so you'd never fall.But somehow people can't be put in a glass case.They don't want to stay there even if its to keep them safe.What's scary is the ones you care about,Want to leave and find their own way around.You want to hold them tight and not let go.But they break free even though,You try so hard to keep them close.Its frightening releasing what you love the most.So I'll try to live through these sleepless nights.Praying with braided fingers that you'll be alright.And I will keep trusting that,One day you'll come back,To my open arms.I'll wait with all my heart.
latethe worst part is standing at your deskand being asked to do the hardest thing.i wish they made me talk about him,so i could splatter these watercolored wordsinto something that might make sense;a waterfall frozen in mid-disintegration,seeds that fought the soil only to be plucked away,love that became as necessaryas breathing.i wish they asked about my poetry,and how much i hated the way my penmanship lessonsmade me neat and error-lesswhen all i wanted was to make a mistakethat someone might think was brilliant.but they tie my braids,strip me of clothes that covered everything,and ask me "who are you?".and i don't know yet.
Dark WonderlandMy fingers are bloody from clawing through these shattered dreams.Darkness has been drawing its smothering cloak over me.The skies still glimmer with surviving hope.My eyes shimmer with tears that hold an emotion colored kaleidoscope. Is there still a light in the darkness?I don't want to feel the thorns sharp caress.Save me from these tormenting thoughts,Which have me caught,Inside their barbed cage.I want to still the rage.Can you see my hands impaled on the sides,Of this prison that traps my mind?Blood is dripping down the stems,Of these black roses shining with liquid gems.Someone wake me up and take my hand.I lost myself in this dark Wonderland.How did I believe this was an escape?Now I can hear the monsters claws as they scrape,Over this blackened earth.My salvation is now a curse.What a fool I was.All my dreams now lay in dust.Is there still a light in the darkness?I don't want to feel the thorns sharp caress.Save me from these tormenting t
For the wrongedLet's fall in love quickly,like the first wave of the morning rushesto the shore to catch in it's open mouthall the footprints of the lost and lonely.I want to map my futureon the hills along the center of your backso when you turn to leave,I run after you like a last and only hope.Take me with you,down the wrong roads and all the unfamiliarplaces you rest your tired heartafter my nails initial your skin and the soundof our love becomes a slamming door.I miss you when I hit the bottom of the bottle.You don't know how dangerousloving people can get.And when you're pulling me up from silenceso I can listen to you tell me storiesabout the pretty girl trappedin the manuscripts between the mattresses,I think of the time I spent building my bodyinto that pretty girlrather than spitting these ugly words into your palms.I miss you when the cigarette smoke lieslike fog in my throat andI can't speak.Let's fall in love so fastthat we become a car crash, a day stolenby
True LoveI don't know how to tell you thisBut...You aren't just another friendYou mean much more to meEvery time I see you I just feel...Happy! I forget of all the terrible things in life when I'm with youYou make me just want to smileJust smile and playAs if we were kids againWhen I'm around youI know that everything will be okayI can always just be myself And I know that you will never judge meI just want to let you know....I love you and I always will!
The Story of UsIt's just beneath the skinHer heart so paper thinIt fell and broke againIt's all because of himLeft her for what she wasA broken shattered soulShe can't believe she canRepair her heart to wholeShe's tried so many thingsTo ease the pain insideBut she still feels its stingIn each tear she's criedBut then you came alongYou took this broken girlMade her believe she's strongYou have become her worldLook deep into her eyesLet all the pain subsideReturn the tears she's criedDon't ever leave her sideShe's fallen hard for youPlease don't betray her trustYou may have heard this tooThis is the story of us...
What If...?What if one more lonely dayIs just too much for you to takeWhat if it's too longWhat if it's too far awayWhat if every time I triedTo make you feel like it's alrightYou still broke downYou still criedWhat if every word I saidHad never stuck inside your headWould you be hereIn his steadIt's just one more lonely dayThey come and then they go awayAnd every timeI say you're mineKeep what I saidIn your headCause I know that it may seem too longLike that day is just too far awayPlease know that I'll still be aroundTo dry your tears, won't let you drownAs long as you remain here tooCause nobody could replace you...
Just Say NoFor some absurd reason,I have a memory of youAsking me to marry you.We were sitting on the hill,Like we normally did,Looking towards the bay,And I remember that the waterWas sparkling like liquid diamond.It was high summer,And there were thoseButterflies, the ones I loveAmongst the wildflowersI was in a dress for once,Pale pink silk gauze,And you'd spread your jacketOut for me to sit on.I turned round,And your eyes nearlySwallowed me.Like white lightThrough green leaves.You opened your hand,And there was the mostPerfect ring, gold and oneDeep emerald, likeLooking into the soul of growthIt was a pretty proposal,Out in the open,In the sun,From the most beautifulBoyIn the world.I remember.I remember I said no.
ContradictoryFind the truth inside the lies,An ugly place where beauty hides.Something hidden in plain sight,A blooming rose inside a blight.Listen to the silence scream,Define the things that have no mean.Question things proven by fact,Then lose something that's always tracked.Tell of the past that's yet to be,Ask a blind man what he sees.Unlock doors not locked at all,Then stumble,Trip,but never fall.Whisper phrases with no words,Then fly with all the flightless birds.Now sing a song without a tune,and list far off things come too soon.
FragileThis has to get betterWe're fragile like a featherYou're lost and I'm brokenOur hearts are torn openSo fragile this could breakSo sad it would only takeA few simple wordsThey would light the fireThat would burn our whole worldThey had just started beatingSo fragile, this feelingI've got to be dreamingWhy can't you hear me screamingSo fragile I'm scared to breatheFor fear that this would shatterBut I know you'd never leaveSo it doesn't really matterNow as the end is drawing closer(It isn't fair)And I know it's nearly over(Almost there)I've lost all my composure(This I swear)I just want to hold her...
As IfYou speak as if you were forgotten.But in reality, you've just forgotten how to see.Elsewise you would know that I think you're an idiot,because that look is on my face again,and you would know that I think you should pull your headOUT!of your lily-white assAnd see how beautiful this world really is.Because if you keep existing this wayThen you'll grow roots, and they will pull the life out of you.And no one wants to see that.
Follow MeFollow meDown this long pathCovered in obstaclesHurt at every turnFollow meBecause I promiseIt's worth itBut secretly it's stillJust a hope for meFollow meBecause I justCan'tMove onWith you still here.
Verifiedsometimes fear is a little black monster that waits in your closetnursing all your skeletons back to health, tempting youwith tightly wound lies like bitter almond candiesand compliance is second only to believing that maybe, just maybe,the words slithering out of its mouth (then around your throat,choking you when you are finally alone enough to be convinced truthis objective) are something real, something worth believing inunlike all the other things that have forsaken you,there's a certain comfort in knowing that fear isa constant, it is a shadow, it is as concrete as the bagsyou carry excess time in under your eyes; but it is stillsilent, hidden, it is something only you can bearlike a cross sewn into your skin to remind youyou were born to sin, you were built to fail.everyone always knew you were too weak to succeed becausethey had planned out your mistakes long before you knew whythey said "life isn't fair," long before you knew what it wasto wake up crying for p
ScarsI am defined by scars beneath the fleshDespite my struggles there is no releaseI am controlled by a grasp superior to that of the bodyI am free of tethers, of ropes, and of chainsDespite the distance of I have travelled, I see you everywhere, in everythingThere is no weight upon my shoulders but a heaviness I cannot shakeI am troubled with burdens past my yearsWhile my skin shines of youth, my heart is plagued with darknessI have been placed in a world of innocence in which I no longer belongWhat you have taken has worth beyond a priceMy eyes are no longer bright, my heart no longer light, and my hands no longer cleanYou are haunting me with a promise I cannot keep
fallenHer skin pale, taut, torn,Her eyes cast at the mournful moon.'How long,' She whispers,Since the day bled out? SinceShe'd been alone in the moonlight?Broken wings folded neatly, she stood.Bare feet on broken glass, bloodOn the cold stone floor.She looks up again, the shattered roofOf the abandoned church.The young priest shudders.His words lose all meaning, fadingInto the echoes of her whimpers.A thousand questions voiced at once.She turns her head, black hair and laceFalling gracefully around her pale face. WithA single tear drop of crimson blood.She touches the place her wings once were.'I...' Her words choke her. How long untillShe can fly again, laugh again, love again?'I have fallen!' She hangs her head. Another tear.A thousand discarded feathers mark her path to earth.A thousand era's to death...
Je Suis La NuitThe night belongs to me, in all its whispering shadowsI am the watcher, the seer, the stand-in-the-dark-and-knowerThe darkness is the cloak around me, the rough ground my dance floorI am the silence and the sudden laughter,And the melancholy melody of the party you weren't invited to.This is my kingdom, my house of evening adventures,Full of the clink of wine glasses and the shouting of revellersMy manor, with its well of sorrow and alcoholI see how the light slides from graffiti and love it,I smell the smoke of the burning barbecue and smile,In concrete ginels, behind green gardens.The stars are my hair-jewels, the moon my fanThe fading reflections from office windows are my dressesThe lipstick I flaunt is the red of cars hurrying home,My perfume, the river at the end of the dayI prowl without prey, in the shivering anticipationAt the wind-down, in the high before sleepMy spotlight is the amber moon, over bare branches and shinglesMy people, my subjects,Are the quie
Understand me.After this time ends,Everything will fail-Eyes, Voices, Feet.Hearts.I beg you,Listen while you can.One last time.Please.