Left but not forgotten
Aches and pains duly noted
left behind and rotten
Summer stole what winter found
left behind not a sound
We all move on
we all move on
left behind a clue
I will wait for you.
Painted.Awful, just awful
look how the flowers bloom
speaking as an elder
although their life is new
Wisdom is rarely passed
yet to those who learn it well
they win at life's game
Knowledge is a power too fierce for eyes to find
yet for those who cannot get it
they often end up blind
ignorance isn't bliss
to the beggar on the street
stupid isn't nice
for a man too fat to feed
children laying dead are happy for the peace
wealthy are complaining about the blisters on their feet
happy isn't there for those who will not see
and happy isn't there for those who won't believe
The flower may have nothing
yet have something more then I
they have a innocent look
on a dreadful life
look here,now see
the mirror is broken,true
but all I really see
are reflections of you
here now,here now take will of what I tell
We all may have our troubles
but I haven't painted,white, my hell.
But you'd never see it.I am not fear
no I am red
I am not sorrow
no I am black
I am not chaos
no I am calm
A fire that doesn't burn
A pain that fades with time
A love undesired
A filthy lie
I am rage and I am pure white
just as sin.
Cause..I pray aloud to the world
To the powers that are around us
I pray for a while
And I pray for you
Lie in comfort not in pain
know you are loved
Live for the moment and not for the fears
Life for love and live for us
I ask for nothing but hope
I beg for life and another year
all I can do is pray
and hope death feels sympathy just once
If the clock's run out
know that I prayed
Know that I prayed until my blood and tears stopped.
Know that I love you and always will
Please come home safe
cause I prayed
please don't go
cause I prayed
I already lost one
so you can't leave
cause I prayed.
Am ISafe In the Water
Safe in the water
Safe in the water
Waves up on shore
swallow me whole
Safe in the water
drag me to the deep
Safe in the water
Dark and Mysterious
Blue and Enchanting
Safe in the water
Disgusting and Filthy
Black and Consuming
Safe in the water
To be lost to the waters
or dry up on land
know what I'm missing
or content with what I have
Safe in the water?
That I am.
I supposeLonely is the heart that weights
Unload Hypocrisy and see underneath
Is unkindly manners just?
Not much be done for those who deny
not much be done for those who cry
but all be done for a grin.
Pleasantly leave me
faces mock my scorn
black is the cup I hold
gold is the liquid
Is poisonous how they sing
is poisonous how we believe
deathly ill life makes
Suppose but ah that is a mistake
never assume to know each corner of a maze
Love but do not fall
Falling deeper then within
Lonely was the heart that waited
New lightShe wears a white gown, silky and beautiful.
The room is quiet and her thoughts drift to the past. It's OK though since she's made her peace with it.
The face she saw so many times appeared again, his face, the dark purple eyes that held as much sadness as she once did. The smile shared in a halfhearted kiss when they ravished each others bodies.
All fragile and preserved memories.
She puts on her face, Make up covering glowing skin, next she slips on her silver heels and light veil and stands. Tear fell before she could stop them. None were of sadness as she only felt glory as a dream was reflected in the mirror. Interrupted by her fathers knock and entrance she is soon given the signal it was time and followed arm and arm towards her dream.
Music arose as well as the audience as she glided down the isle. She held her breathe seeing happiness all around. and her new angel waiting for her at the end.
Still her mind pulled back to those memories...memorie
havent done this in a whileI use to wear a shadow to hide away my sins
hide the pain of the mistakes burnt deep into my skin
Yet stranded here again back against the wall
sets a screen blasting through my past
as my heart began to fall
I felt the pressure of days gone
and how clocks do turn
my smiles braces every pain but peace is what my soul yearns
I glide through a valley unknown to such things
they wish to see me shatter but I will show no pain
these wounds are alive, parasitic eating me inside
but I carry on and shed not a tear
since salty sweet misery is just as a drug to me
I swore not to frown to live up to my life
bullet through the heartache and a knife to the strife
Living, Loving and fighting true is what I've been known to do
so listen once and listen twice, no soul should take it's own life.
DevouredFleeting love, It passes by
Cannot be seen by a naked eye
It is there in a moment
a shining blister of light
A freckle of reality
A tear in mid flight.
Where it came from...no one knows..
What's it's course....wheres it's goal
no one knows
but it's so rare a beauty by a name so sweet
it seemed that in a second
It's devoured me.
Letter to myselfCrying out into the night.
I yell my whispered dreams
the fairy float by laughing,cruel as it seems.
Is it foolish to believe that in one's self truth lies
or is it a fools dance to live within those lies
is ignorance your failure or is it your saint
Am I free from it or am I just a slave?
Shakled to my choices living life is grand
Should I thank the heavens or join satan's band
Neither suit me well, this limbo is my whim
Can it save me from love
or am I more bound to a simple little fate?
Wings of white glory can glitter in like gold
but it can only strengthen these shadow's hold
one against the other
balance,as it seems, is lost with in the tears
that formed this agony
I suppose we can care
join forces in the end
yet those broken families
will they ever mend
And this my letter true
to my future self
if lost within your fate
never lose yourself
for pain is bound to all
feelings come and go
though it's never right
listen to your heart
How To Fit InHow to Fit In
Let’s start off with your appearance.
Because you need a disguise to hide
Inside of a crowd.
Strip yourself of all of the clothing you use to express yourself.
So you can get lost,
And never be found.
Fix your hair,
Cake on some make up
Because in a crowd.
Looks will always speak louder than words.
People don’t want to hear what you have to say,
They just want to see a pretty face.
Fix your eyes that are too big.
You have too many ideas.
They rage around inside your head,
Like birds trying to escape a cage.
But never write those ideas down on a page.
Is a sin.
When you’re trying to fit in.
Just let them fly away.
Never to be seen again.
Now that you’re vapid,
Dull as a rock.
Not an original thought to be seen.
Yes, you’ve achieved
But was it actually worth it?
Trading in everything that makes you so spectacular.
To fit in with the rest of the main stream crowd.
Stop trying to
Only your body.
To what matters
Only to what has value to him.
Your marvelous self
radiancei am running
on blood and light
fluttering firefly chasms
in spaces once
i spit silver silences
that colour quickfire
a vivid fragility
i'm not faded;
The Girl Who Was Afraid To BeShe speaks to me fondly
of passions and talents,
of guitars and stars,
with such breathless intensity
then stops short and
for speaking at all.
All because somewhere in her life,
someone she loved broke her heart
her beautiful words
and telling her to
keep it down,
People aren’t born sad.
We make them that way.
A Letter To The Girl Who Hates Her BodyA letter to the girl who hates her body.
A letter to that girl
Who scrolls through tumblr.
Admiring all of those models.
With thigh gaps that look cute with skirts.
And a waist that you can barely see.
A letter to the girl
Who looks at models,
For their curves.
The way their hips go outwards
And their size D cup breasts.
Please don't look in the mirror,
And hate the girl you see.
That girl is you
And she should be loved unconditionally.
Because you deserve love.
And how much love is not determined on your waist size,
Whether you're chubby or skinny
You're still so very pretty.
You're so perfect.
So for every time you look in that mirror.
And tell yourself you aren't worth it.
That you're arms are too big,
Your hips aren't big enough.
I am a woman.
I am strong.
I have a body like a castle.
A kingdom made just for me.
And I will not destroy that castle,
By trying to starve myself.
By taking brick by brick and dismantling it
Dreaming Keeps the Dreamer SaneTo the dreamer.
The one who sits and stares into corners of the class room.
Dreaming of some place better.
Whether that place is real or not.
It is just anywhere other than here.
We paint over the whites of the walls.
Our minds are the paint and our eyes are the brushes.
Turning ordinary objects into castles that stand 30 feet tall.
And people into characters for our plays,
That fill our imaginative brains.
We tune out the lectures out of boredom or from wanting to escape.
We turn the blank of our note book's page
Into a mess of jumbled words of a song.
That we once heard as a conversation in a coffee shop,
It sounded like a soft tune then, just filling the silence
With soft mumbles and whispers,
Of a stranger's life that we heard bits and pieces of.
We create symphonies out of the rain
As the thunder rolls in the distance.
We turn the noise into music in our brains.
Something to distract us from the pain,
Because in the end,
Dreaming keeps the dreamer sane.
You Can't Compare PainAny pain is valid.
Some pain might be stronger than others,
And might be there for more tragic reasons.
But don't tell someone to be tougher.
Because someone else has it rougher than them.
The person you're saying that to
While the stuff they're going through
Might not be as bad as stuff others are.
It is still pain.
And pain hurts no matter what type of rain
Whether a drizzle or a downpour.
You're still going to feel the ice cold water pellets
On your skin.
I've heard someone say,
That you can't be depressed because you have a roof over you head.
And while I am very, very sorry that some can't say the same.
You should be ashamed
For saying such a thing.
Pain is not something that can be ranked,
It is not something you can compare.
We all still feel depression and despair.
Because we're all humans with emotions
Everyone gets sad.
So don't go and make someone feel bad
For feeling a certain way.
That's So Gay"That's so gay,"
Is what you say,
You've pushed one
Of your friends away.
"Oh no, honey,
Boys don't play
With Barbie dolls."
By enforcing gender roles,
You are killing
And telling them
That you'll love them no matter what*
Don't push your loved ones
With things you do or say,
Because words hurt;
But they hurt most
From the mouths of
The people that told you,
They'd always love you.
Saying, "that's so gay",
Or making them behave
In a gendered way,
Is telling them
That it's not okay
To be something
They can't help.
(And even if they could,
And it will hurt them
And every time you're together,
They'll be wondering;
"Am I wrong?"
"Do I really belong?"
Every time you say something like,
"That's so gay",
You burn someone's trust away.
And you can't build anything back