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Jealousy There was a kid who was once friends with a monster
His only friend, the first one, indeed
Invisible to others, to his father and his mother
But happiness, would there lives lead
They had cherished each other's emotions
They had learned to love both their devotions
But then one day, the lad went away to play,
And it all went downhill from there
SecondsTime goes fast
Rapid and vast
It has no mind, no body
Only eyes to see us
Grow and grow and grow; quickly
And before we know it
It flew away
Above the land, above the sea
Above the stars, above the skies
Above you and me
So please, I beg, don't part now
Stay here for a little while longer
We don't have all the time in the world
RiseThey're still here
Appearing among light and dark
Glimpses and flickers of the bright past
And a bleak future
Persona There once was a world
With only me, myself and I
Yes, only me, myself and I
I hated me, thus I killed me
Then I killed myself
And now there is no more of me, myself or I
Remorse Her throat was dry; burning
She hacked and coughed as flames consumed her
Screaming in pain, inside and outside
Crying tears, bloody or clear
And the burning, ungodly witch nailed to a cross
Bestowed a spell upon all before turning to ashes
For vengeance was all she had on her mind
But when she regretted her curse
It was too late, there was no more time
No 'redo', 'undo', 'end game', 'restart' or 'replay'
Just 'continue' was left for her
Green with EnvyIt came, in the night, in the day,
In flames, bursting and igniting all in its path
Leaving behind only ash and leaves
In the sole shade of green
It came, and swallowed his heart whole
And though his face was red as a beet
His heart lost colour and became tainted fast
Since that green flame of envy
Burnt his heart 'til it was no more than black
BondsBy my side, sleeping peacefully
With a silly grin on your face
While the sun stands out
In the brilliant blue sky
And your hand on top of mine
Entwined, in warmth
Oh, how I hate it
Why do you look so happy?
You disgust me
But my lips are sealed
And I, in no motion, do nothing but wonder
I can end it all now and forever
With a simple flick of a knife
And yet my heart tells me not to
As if I, of all creatures, had a heart of a mortal
It's absurd, ridiculous
Foolish and idiotic
I, a cold-blooded, remorseless being
The one who is told to bring fear and catastrophe
Has a heart of a mortal dwelling within me?
It's impossible, it's insane
Just one scratch on the throat is all it takes,
But why is it that,
I do not have the strength nor the audacity to do so?
GrieveHe looked me in the eye,
With his bum sat on the street
And in his ragged clothes he said,
"Don't you pity me."
A coin from my pocket, that was in my hand
Had quickly fell onto dry land
He had a glare upon his face, and so I backed away
"I am a lost soul," he said,
"The perfect castaway."
DreamerWhen I first awoke in this strange new world,
It was dark
The only light shining bright, was the moon and stars;
My sole night lights
And the one I first saw, had their backed turned to me
That's how it was, that's how it started, and that's how it'll always be
O cursed web of fate, why must thou bestow upon me;
A dream that wasn't meant to be dreamed, nor captured
I who can't stand, walk or run
I who started to crawl; I with two hands and two feet
Yet I have the audacity to dream that perhaps one day I'll carry the world with these hands
I, the helpless and hopeless; the stupid and careless
I, the one with strange dreams
Forgiveness takes twoThe words are struggling
to tumble off my tongue,
and despite having
a fleshy cushion
to rest on,
they stain my teeth
and sting like acid
"I'm sorry," I stutter,
but the bitter taste
doesn't leave my tongue-
not because the words weren't true,
but because I know
I won't hear,
When you lose a best friendWhen we said friends forever and
crossed pinkies like grade-schoolers,
I could only believe those words
lodged in your heart
like they did mine
because every time I think back
I can't help but remember the
under star lit constellations,
and study sessions where we
learned more about each other
than we did Biology
but now it's clear
that each beat of your heart
has made those words fade,
and you could care less
about crossed pinkies
but I'll still see you,
and hear your voice
and I'll still wish
the meaning hadn't changed-
She's an artistShe's an artist.
Always seems to be daydreaming,
She draws to escape her pain.
Cause for a single moment,
When her work is done.
It seems like there is no more rain.
And she could finally touch the sun.
The one that shines so brightly in her paintings.
But then it's gone,
So she keeps drawing,
She's become good at escaping.
Running from reality.
Because dreams are the only things she wants,
Her imagination is the only thing she's ever known.
And it's sad really...
Because she tries so hard to be happy.
But the most beautiful thing she could ever create.
Was that smile upon her face,
And that is the one thing that remains blank.
Waiting to someday be something more than,
Mommy Is A Super HeroMommy Is A Super Hero
Standing before his class, he held his tiny report,
“Who is your super hero?” Was written in yellow chalk on the green board.
Exhaling his breath, the curly haired boy closed his little eyes,
“Don't be ashamed of yourself” His mother's words rung in his ears, “And don't ever cry.”
He began to read aloud, with a shaky voice.
to his class, he told his mother's story.
At age fifteen, she was a beauty queen,
the most beautiful girl in all of the world.
She flaunted her silky hair, bore her bare legs,
prided her breast. The boys treated her like she was a treasure chest.
They respected her rules, they “looked, but didn't touch”,
but there was one older man, who from her, wanted too much.
All alone he met her, he approached her in the alley,
and all his mother told him, was that this man had treated her badly.
But what the boy didn't know was that she was taken against her will,
and that two months later, she turned up ext
Still HereSuicide is a
Thought that frequently lurks
In my mind, wich
Lets it overcome the
Laughter and happiness
Here I still fight, however
Enduring this sad life
Reviving my hopes
Embracing the gift of life
cenotaph of stormsthe first thunderstorm
was triggered by a blunt pair
of scissors, sparking violently
against the lightning,
shaking in the wind.
the downpour pierced,
tattooed with no ink but
the dark bleakness
of an overcast morning,
infiltrating uniformed wrists.
hid behind the music block,
shaky raindrops rioting
fears, she fractured.
the second storm
wept a two year downpour
outline that dripped from wrist
to hip, sidelong silhouette glances
obscured by the rain.
stalictidal waves shuddered
frozen, until icy glass
fell in stained shards from
the stillness inside.
thinner, brittler, growing
in flurries of sleet and hail,
her outline was never filled,
though the floods threatened
the third thunderstorm
was a mist-ridden melancholia,
a dream for permanence
smeared in ink through
fueled by the hope
that just this once,
the rain would spark a
rebirth beneath the ground.
instead, a tsunami
washed away the ink
as tides so often do.
Ideationlocked in a room
with only one escape,
or so it seems.
your hands shake and you drop the key.
Suddenly you're unsure.
Do I want to pick it up?
Do I want to find it?
Do I want to leave?
you think to yourself
there's no other choice.
find the key or corrode, or rust
wear down the hinge
use sadness as the key.
You have the answer now.
Just open the door.
Just walk outside and don't look back.
Let yourself leave with no regrets.
And yet you can't.
You're afraid, you think,
but you are actually strong.
Don't run away.
Don't take that leap.
my bedspread is white and so is my coffin.i can feel
the night closing
the stars are breaking
empty glass bottles
inside of my
mouth, and they taste like
ambien. bitter, then
but you still can't close your fucking eyes
little blue pills for
eyes– it was winter and i
dreams of nothing more than
nothing. the devil
tied chains around all the
vessels in my
body. laughed, and by god i
laughed too (and laughedandlaughedandlaughed).
this will all be over soon i swear i will take everything off your skin and bones and burn it up
and then january took the world
in it's grip and i
drowned in the snow that
will never hydrate the
can you hear that it's the night and it's so beautiful so come here darling and we'll watch the sun rise and set and rise and
Little Birdie, Please Look AwayStop staring at me, please
Though you have beautiful eyes
Round, black and bold
Not showing the secrets you hold
But please do,
Stop reading my mind like a book
Searching for sins I've committed
It's only fair to do so,
I'm human, thus I sin like others
Stop having high hopes and expectations as well,
For fate only knows what I may become
So may I ask again, for you to stop staring at me
From a branch whilst the snow falls upon you
Please stop staring into my heart,
With soulless, beady eyes
Please do stop,
My little bird
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