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Drink away your lifeDrown away your sorrows,
In liquids gold and red.
Don't entertain the worry,
That you might just end up dead.
Because everything's a catastrophe.
Nothing turns out right.
They're the perfect opportunities,
To indulge in the Devil's delight.
'Ignorance is bliss,' They say,
Intoxication hand in hand.
Trying to live a hazy life,
When in fact you can't even stand.
But have another glass my friend,
Take just one more shot.
Because you've become that person,
That society forgot.
Getting Close and Letting GoDon't ever get close to someone,
Save yourself the pain.
Never open up yourself,
Don't even learn their name.
Because with coming there is going,
That rule is never bent.
Forking out the effort,
In the end it's not worth being spent.
Love Is Pain, the old cliche,
But on days I feel it's true.
So many words I tried to say,
In the end they didn't reach you.
Perhaps you're in a better place,
Or maybe nowhere at all.
I never even saw your face,
But even so, I bawl.
Unsure of how I ought to react,
I don't know how to feel.
Pissed or sad or glad it's over,
I don't know how to deal.
Emotions like these, they eat at me,
They tear away my calm.
It makes me feel like knowing you,
Was in the end all wrong.
But I cannot change what already is,
Can't erase you from my mind.
The fact reains, I did know you.
Though it seems like I was blind.
I couldn't convince you to stick around,
You didn't want to go on.
I cannot say I agree with your choice,
But that doesn't matter now that you're
AmericanaI am an American,
And that means many things.
I must be fat,
I must sleep with my gun,
And I'm surely even dumber than I seem.
That's what the world thinks at least.
That's all they choose to see.
And because that's what they know us as,
That's precisely what I must be.
They'll never see the strength I have,
Or any qualities worth praise.
They will never see my 110 lbs,
Or how I'm gunless with nearly straight A's.
But still I am American.
It's what I'll always be.
I'm proud to be from the home of the brave
And he land of the mighty and the free.
SheShe's mean and always angry
She's heartless and bitchy too.
But more than anything else,
She's insecure and embarrassed.
She's nervous and often ashamed
She wants to control her actions
She wishes so much she could change.
She knows they shouldn't phase her,
The words that cut like knives.
She's tried to just ignore them,
But the truth, it stings like ice.
She's aware that she isn't perfect,
She knows she'll never be close.
She wants to accept who she's grown to be
Before more people dampen her hopes.
I see her every day in the mirror.
Most days I'd like to smash the glass.
How does this Heart work?How can my heart break,
If it wasn't ever whole?
How can my heart shine,
If it isn't made of gold?
How can my heart melt from something,
If it's made of stone and and ice?
How can my heart beat for you,
If all it does is cry?
Cry and bleed and pray for light,
From the desolation of my soul.
Tell me, how is it my heart can break,
If it was never truly whole?
Another ChanceShe's broken.
Betrayed more than once.
She's smart and pretty,
And locked away in a different world.
One where she feels safe,
Where her passions bloom,
And her demons can't haunt.
Unsure of where to turn.
She needs a guide,
A sturdy anchor,
A trustworthy friend.
I've messed up before,
Payed the consequences.
Could it be,
That this could turn into,
A second chance,
For the both of us?
Me and You and what Love might be.If love was a color,
Would I find it in your eyes?
If love was a lyric,
Would I read it off your lips?
If love was like rain,
Would yours soak in my skin?
If love was your name,
Would you share it with me?
If love is a home,
Could we build it together?
If love is a table,
Could it be set for two?
If love is a garden,
Could it's beauty be for us?
If love is a concept,
Could it be me and you?
Maybe, just maybe,
We can do this.
Woes of a YouthIf you and I should ever meet,
What on earth would I say?
How would I express these feelings?
I'm not even sure there's a way.
Write a song, or maybe a book?
Oh where would I find the right words?
I could try and try to write it out,
But in the end the letters would be blurred.
Perhaps from nerves and an unsteady hand,
Or maybe it might be from tears.
Because no matter what anyone ever says,
Loneliness is one of my deepest fears.
But yet I am weary of everyone,
There's a wall that I always have had.
I'm waiting for someone to come break it down,
But waiting and waiting hurts me so bad.
A mess I become, jealous and mean.
It's not who I want you to see.
But as it stands, if we ever do meet,
All you'll see is a damn hopeless teen,
The Critical MonsterHave you ever judged a book by its cover?
Come on now, don't lie to me.
Don't lie to yourself either.
Where will lying get you?
You look at a person.
You look at their face,
Their tired smile,
Their weary eyes.
And what runs through your mind?
That first thought of yours,
It always makes you cringe.
Don't shake your head now,
You know it does.
That first spark that flits across your brain
It's your first impression, and it's so real.
A reflection of the grotesque quality,
That makes us all far too human to stand.
It's alright to admit, you know.
We've all judged our fair share of books.
Novels we will never read, and yet,
We all seem to have our two cents to pitch in.
We've all become world renowned critics,
Viewing our own lives through rose-tinged lenses.
Rattling out our 'constructive criticism,'
To empty rooms filled with deaf ears.
So come on and tell me, don't be shy.
Have you ever judged a book by it's cover?
In a Moment...In a moment
…of transparent stillness
the last of the night jewels, falls
a dust of stars forsakes the sky
and embraces the land
a cry is heard,
the sand is as time itself...
a wild diamond or just a crystal grain
…of intersection and greatness
the dawn descends
with her gown of bliss and fresh ornaments
flirting and greeting, the first radiant sunbeams
the river mists return slowly to the clouds
all things sway in the southeast breeze...
such perfect balance.
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SleeplessAt night I am afraid
The shadows are overwhelming
Instead of tucked tight behind walls
Or nestled under my bed
And their jaws vice my throat
Silky steel claws
Ghosting the skin above my heart
And it's all so fragile
The few things that anchor me
So easily taken
So perfectly shattered
BelieveYou're not pathetic.
They're wrong, the people who told you no,
you can't do anything.
They said it wasn't possible,
But guess what?
You just have more opportunities to
PROVE THEM WRONG.
Never give up,
because THOSE PEOPLE, those people who have brought you down,
WANT to see that.
They want to see you fall and react to their stupidity.
But what you, yourself as a person, can do..
IS TELL THEM THAT
they were always wrong.
I have youI have you
to bring me back to earth
when I have gone out of orbit
to pick me up
when I fall down
to tell me that it is going to be okay
when the future doesn't look like so
I have you
To make me smile
when I am in tears
to make me feel loved
when I feel that no one else does
to talk me out of
the worst things imaginable
I have you
to be a listening ear
when I feel that if I don't speak, I might burst
to show me the bright side of the moon
when all I can see is the dark side
to smack me in the face
when I need one
I have you
for a lot of things
but most of all
I have you
Scars/A New BeginningBroken
That's what I am
I can't be you
But "me" is a shattered soul
Between oblivion and a
Deep dark place
Everyone has them
Big or small
It's just whether we'll
Face them or hide them
I chose to face them
But I came away with more
I can't help the fact I have these scars
Please don't define me by them
I don't mind the lines
That crisscross my life
But perhaps this year
I can erase those lines
No, I can't
Those lines are meant to be
A memory of the past
When I couldn't start anew
But this is a new year
And maybe a chance
To start anew
A brand new year
Another chance at life
i am beautifuli.
i am beautiful
with tear streaked eyes
and shaking hands
clutching my blanket as hard as i can
i am beautiful
as i walk down the school hallways
faking a smile
watching masks slipping off of people's faces
as i walk by
i am beautiful
as i stand facing a bathroom mirror
clutching only a towel around my bare body
thinking about how numb seeped it's way into my heart
and how it feels like there is nothing there to stop it
from destroying me...
i am beautiful
with closed eyes and shaking hands
i can believe i am truly beautiful
and not pretend at all
the snow is white
as i stand at heaven's pearly gates
looking at a reflection
at a girl
who has the widest smile i've ever seen
and is by far the most beautiful girl i've ever looked at
A new lifeThat was the moment that changed my life
The moment I said
"I love you"
And she answered:
"I love you too"
Before that moment I was broken
I was alone
I was depressed
I was killing myself
Today I'm happy
Because she gave me the strength
To fix myself
And always stood by my side
No matter what
Her friends became my friends
Her smile became my smile
Her happiness, her love, her kind words
Became my source of power
The power to fight and defeat my demons
We've both grown over the years
We have our jobs, our responsibilities
And we live a life
I never expected to live
And every day I thank the Universe
For that moment when I lost control
And told her the words carved in my heart
Dark WorldDarkness is all around me,
It is all that I see.
I have been caged inside.
I’ve locked my heart and emotions away
Fear has set in and I
Don’t know what to do anymore.
I am a hollow shell
Starring off into space.
Broken and damaged
But no one would ever know
That I am forever alone
When I’m surrounded by people.
I live in this dark world
And have become accustomed to it.
It’s like I’m walking alone
In a dark hallway
Trying to find a way out
But never succeeding.
I’m constantly pushing and pulling
Every door that I find
But none of them seem
To do anything,
None of them lead me
Out of this place.
So I know now
That I am forever alone
In a world of
My own creation.
My Missing PieceMy Missing Piece
I smile everyday
Knowing that I have you.
Everyday is a challenge
Not being able to hold each other
For this distance is in between us,
But we both know that our love for each other
Will be the winner at the end.
We both know that at a certain time
We have to say goodnight
For this time zone difference
Is in between us,
But we always make time to talk to each other
And sometimes stay up late
Just talking about how much
We love each other.
My love even though you are not here
It always feels like you are
For you have showed me how to smile
And feel happy all over again.
I know we say this a lot to each other,
But my love,
I love you so much
That I'm just so happy
That you came into my life
And I hope you never leave
For one day we will be together
And that day will be the beginning
Of our new lives.
If truth be told, you ruin yourself.The tears, they sting like acid as they pour out your eyes.
Tremors, like earthquakes, violently rack your frame.
Breathing comes in ragged gasps, as if choked by unseen hands.
Hands that you've created yourself in the murky depth you call your mind.
You suffocate yourself, with assumptions and accusations.
Everyone looking about, whispering to one another, judging.
Your heart rate races and you become skittish and weary of all.
Paranoia roots deep within your heart, piercing like spikes of gold and rust.
And alone, oh how alone you feel in the world you've woven around you.
No one knows your struggles, not even yourself in a clear fashion.
You crave the touch of another, consolation and affection and trust.
But trust, where is the trust? Away, everyone gets pushed away.
Pushed away, or do they run at the first chance they get?
Because in the mirror all that has ever looked back at you, a monster.
It's vicious some days, pathetic others, always ugly, always wounded.
It's the one you've
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