Todayi look in the Mirrorand this is what i Seeall my InsecuritiesStaring back at me.nothing will ever be good enoughnothing will ever work outbecause even if i knowthere is always all this Doubt.i see Desperationi see Panici see Lonelinessi see Doubti see me.
UntitledHe's a hurricaneIn the desert.He brings much need water for lifeBut leave destruction in its wake.This is what you do to meYou bring me comfortYou make me feel secure.Then you leave.You break whats left of my heart.
What Do I Do?Someone help meI'm drowning in emotion.No release.No air.I feel so alone.I have for awhile.Please help me.I dont know where to turn.Its like sitting in a lone chair"In the dark.An empty room likeMy empty heartLovers stop but they never stayThey dont look backAs they drive away."
I Want Everyone To Like Mei want to beWhat everyone needs me to be.I know i disappoint alot of peopleAnd it tears me apart.I want you to like me.I want everyone to like me.If you liked me, maybe you'd stayMaybe then i'd never be alone.
I Was YoungI thought i needed you,That no one would want me the way you do.I prayed you'd never leave,Because you were my everything.But you're gone again,And i've grown up.I dont need you!I never did.You werent my everything.And you never should have been.I dont love you!But really i do.I love you because...You made me grow up.You were there for me like no one has ever been.You were my best friendAnd i love you for that.No one should be your world.They should only be a big part of it.If they are your EVERYTHINGChances are.. Its just infatuation.
Lately I've Been..Lost in a world of hate,I have no where to turn.Living in a home full of hurt,I never feel safe.Loving with a broken heart,I am vulnerable and scared.
enduring biopoiesis getting over it in quick gasps of rabbit fur and valley tangles we would have had such darling alcoholic babies together swilling burgundy, strung out on fake roses floating on our sun-striped backs but we're so happy like this, remember? some world-children cutting out, tuning in yet nothing happens
slippers your ghost eats peanut butter out of the jar. an atomic grease fire tongues our oven like an aneurysm. if only we walked on clouds if only we lived in the belly of the ocean
DownfallAnd in this dark harvest of seasonMy life has completely lost reason,For which or against to decide.All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tideIn sadness and in kindnessIn light and in darkness.In a boat made of hopeI shall sail to tomorrow,In a winding hurricaneMade of treachery and sorrow.There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...Piercing, slashing though my head.Starting somewhere in heaven,Ending somewhere in hell.Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.Are the armies within.In my head they are all thrashing.On the heaven's and hell's whim.To be light or to be darkness.A perpetual array.It's not merely my choice,But the choice of the way.It's an option of the voice,It's a thin line of gray.Is it a choice forced by fate,Is it a pre-set time and date?Or a choice to which I myself sway?But here's our story anyway
."Nothing that I do will matter.As all things will merely shatter!"All my hopes thus darkness scatter,As it shoves me a decree.As it si
tell a liei. rivers are stronger than oceans despite their sizethey tumble through sharp mountains but they never, ever stopii. i can rush and pick up sediments and disperse them where i wishiii. i'm lying -i knew you saw it anyway,there's seaweed in my fingernailsand salt on my breath
Cheshire Cat-Pandora HeartsRingRingKitty EarsKitty TailRing-RingRing-RingEyes the color of crimsonClothes black like nightingalesRing-a-LingRing-a-LingChalky white skinWith disinterested gazeRing-Ring-RingRing-Ring-RingHair dark blood and disarrayClaws covered with maliceMeowMeowThe kitty smells evil bringersTo hurt its lost masterHissHissThe calm but volatile catProtects its masters harsh memoriesFrom the master herselfGood kittyBut you job is doneGo to sleepAnd perish within your mazeMade by the Abyss
Not My Kind of Fairy TaleDon't give me the KnightWhose armor shines so bright.Give me the Knight,Whose armor is dull and broken.Whose horse is weary,Whose heart is heavy.Give me the Knight who looks at the dragon with pity,For that dragon has done nothing,And is just as imprisoned as the princess he guards.Don't give me a princess who only wishes to be saved,By that Knight whose armor shines so bright.Give me the princess who wishes to escape yes,But wants to free the dragon,Who does not wish to marry her savior--Nay, give me the princess who wants to explore,Who wants to live and to learn.For the years of imprisonment only made her yearn,Not for the Knight whose armor shines bright,But to see the world and live in the light.Do not give me the evil dragon,Whose soul purpose is to give that bright Knight something to fight.No, give me the dragon who is weary,Who longs for the freedom of the sky,Whose leg is burdened with chains,And whose heart aches for the princess he must guard,Lest h
A Somber NightA Somber Night 1/1/07The times we spent together weighheavily on my mind.Red was your flowing dresson our second date.Yellow, the tulips I gaveyou on our six month anniversary.Our life before the incident is a blur.Green was the grass we laid inas we gazed at the brilliant stars all night.What are you thinking now?Are you thinking at all?We were as one, our bodies intertwined.Remember how we would interpretthe shining ones as our imaginations wandered?I stayed up all night when you got sick.When I view the stars now...I die a little inside.Black is the color I wear.Blue is the feeling I am fighting.You were the one I wanted todrink coffee with every morning.You left without explanation.You left too soon.Orange shined down on your tousledhair at dawn - the waves remind of pain.Yellow is the sunrise we can't share anymore.I envision your last breath.Anger engulfs my eyes withtranslucent capsules.The Silver stars never lie,their light continues to shine,des
each one of us carries cemeteries beneath our skinyou are not the only oneto walk like there areskeletons underfoot,who looks both waystwicebefore crossing the roadbecause you"knew a girl who";you are aliveand you will experiencehurt, and you willbe so thankfulfor every painful breath you takebecause it's better than wheneverything goes quietand all you feel is exhaustion.there is more than justone cold snapbefore you enterthe winter of your life.there are spellsof sadness and rage,hate and denialof all that you knowand all that you deserve;and you are not the only oneto fight for everyday you are here,alive and breathingand striving to thriveon such an unforgiving planet,in such a worldthat births emotional desertsin its people;you are not the only onewho hurts--please,be gentle.
nineteen, five five, one twentyandrogynous, though still cat-called from beardedmen in pickup trucks - wandering eyes ride me at work.the only thing i have in common with disney's paintedversion of a chinese war hero is my 'masculine' hairdo -an ocean wave peaks above a fat, concealer smeared forehead.i like to put on eyeliner blacker than my heart,i like to put on lipstick redder than the blood of my enemies.bracket shaped collar bones punctuate the start of my chest,choppy ribs that have seen more fat sink and tuck into my hips.these days i am shaped like a pear, held up with knobby knees,skin paled, purpled with stretchmarks and self harm scars.my body has grown on me,nearly the same way that i have grown into it.
About MeI'm weird.Yes i know.I'm slightly crazy.Its true.I'm super fun.Heck yeah!I'm a good friend.The best ever.I'm a poet.Only if you consider this a poem.