Take It All Away.There’s a tear between each smile and a fracture on my heartAnd a thousand feelings breaking me and tearing me apartKnowing when it’s over I may lose my sanityEmbrace the mess I am and the storm inside of meIn the dark I have a chance to fight away my problemsTo ignore them all away instead of trying to solve themAll I saw when I looked back was a mass of insecurityLaying waste to who I am and ripping at the seamLowering my already non-existent self-esteemAnd I couldn’t help admitting I’m a self-made failureWalking a broken path as a second-hand saviorAnd it all adds up to nothing; me in a nutshellYanking on the chain that tethers me to hell…
Awareness.She writes such lovely poemsBut nobody really caresShe hides them all the timeTo avoid the judging staresShe wrote one yesterdayAbout a boy who said he loved herBut to her own dismayShe caught him with anotherShe wrote one about schoolAnd the words painted on her locker“No one likes you, stupid bitch.You’re lucky I’m at soccer.”She wrote about her parentsAnd how she wished they were togetherBut she knows that won’t ever happenAnd forgetting’s probably betterYes, she writes such lovely poemsBut there’s so much more to thisSee, her pencil is a razorAnd the paper is her wrist.
Kids These Days.I don’t have swag.I have integrity.I am not a boss.I am a leader.I’m not a hipster.I do what I like.I do not live only once.I live every day of my life.
Beautiful.They say I’m beautifulBecause of the way my crystalline heart reflects light off its fractured surfaceWell, that isn't a reflectionIt’s rejection of the light because it’s all too much to handleThrow myself away into the dark without even a candle‘Cause I don’t want to recognize all the pain I’m inOr realize the truth behind what I am or who I've beenAnd I tried to make things right but I just keep on making wrongI never listened to the angel on my shoulder when she calledI count my tears like they’re experienceAnd my scars like they’re mysteriousAnd that’s a feeling I’ll remember –Watching as you leftWatching as you ended what was meant to be foreverAnd I can see it in their eyes; everyone can empathizeSo they say that I’m beautiful because they don’t know what else to say.But if being broken is beautiful, then it’s the ugliest way...
It's Lonely At The Top.It's lonely at the bottom, too.
Saddest Way To Be Happy.You run into their arms at the end of every dayAnd I’m just expected to… blink the tears away.
Heartless.Happiness is an emotion I was never meant to captureEvery beat produces another microscopic fractureAnd my heart is a toy because it’s played with and abusedRipped up and torn apart thought it’s never even usedTiny pieces falling, falling all the sameLosing all the meaning that was tattooed in my veinsEach fragment is calling, calling me by nameSending shivers through my spine as I fight to break the chainsShowing me the mirror when I don’t know who to blame
My Mind Is A Graveyard And My Body Is A Scar.There’s constantly something wrong with meI can’t look in the mirror for fear I’ll seeAnother part of me that I can’t let beI want to cut it out of my soulAnd just live with the gaping holeTake control and choose to loseThe part of my heart where the insides bruisedI didn’t fall; I was caught by the lonely, crushing darknessOf this I’m sure; it was there more than you ever wereI don’t know why the love I needIs flowing in the blood I bleedYes, I’m confused and, yes, I’m a messFrustrations magnified by stressI don’t know why I pushed so farNew cuts cover where the old ones areMy scars are scarred, my heart’s in shardsI’m breaking down like a house of cardsI fell already blind into decimating blacknessAnd used what I could find of my heart as target practice
hauntedour house is hauntedmemories floating like ghostsscreaming without sound
Only GreedThree kingdoms now standThree kingdoms shall fall.For each has a treasure,And greed fills them all.The first kingdom risesWith prosperous centuries ahead.Thoughts of immense richesDanced in the king's head.The next kingdom shoneWith streets adorn with gold;But what lacks is brains,For they're ignorant but bold.The final king lay in his bedNightmares lurked inside his head.For knowledge he had, but time not,And youth is was his want.So go forth the king's pawns,Knights with no fear in their eyes;They rode to their undoingSacrificing their lives.Three kingdoms once stoodThree kingdoms now gone;With treasures now lost,And only greed won.
BrokenCan't fixwhat's never been whole.
Depressioni swallow caPsulesas i drown in a perpetual fLoodof misErywith my collection of rAzorsi drift out to Seainto thE black.the tHief of my heartkillEr of soulsand Lover of deathhas dilaPidated my dreamshe sold me to Monstersand watchEd them consume me.
Who Are You - I - KaniahliesWhen asked who she was,she panicked -her heart blurred;a humming pressurebehind the strikes of her ribs.She dissolvedinto the fizzling of anxiety.Who am I? Who am I?- 'Something wicked'she replied.
Expensive LiesI sit and stare at the toilet bowl.A guy I know is bulimic.When we compliment himI see the twist of agony in his eyesas his brain reprograms itto sound like an expensive liethat costs him another tearin his tattered dignity.Friends hurry to him,to reassure him, to love him.They tell him how beautiful he is.We didn't know him before,but he's definitely not fat now.We whisper things in concern like;body dysmorphic disorder.'I know you'll never believe mebut you are so gorgeous -not just on the inside.' Not just.And they're right, I join in,because they are right to say itbecause it happens to be true -he is stunning. Not just on the outside.And we want him to see himselfthe way we see him, beautiful.And I join in becauseI've felt that strangle of painin my stomach, bowels and belly,when someone used to tell me lies.So I know how he feels.Only, he is beautiful on the outsideand I'm not.He's not seeing reality in the mirrorand I am.And people rush to correc
Dementia.I can't imagine slowly,Painfully slowly at times,Losing my mind. Memories,Slipping from betweenLoosely held fingers,A life, drifting in time,Because, you never told that story,You never explainedThat day you met,Never mentioned,The army days, and boxing haze,That we find, hidden in cupboards,And fruit baskets.The paper feel of skinBeneath my hands, as I hold you,Reminding you I'm the granddaughter,You think is still three,When you hug me,All I can feel is your spine,Desperately stretching out of the skin,I hold back my tears,And tell you I love you,Fearing, you'll forgetBefore I can remind you again.Its a hard thing to watch;To see someone you love,Lose who they are.
love is the worst place to bei'm sick of fallingin love. i'm ready to befallen in love with.
ScarsThe mind forgetsBut the heart remembersThe criss-crossing scarsShow like starsThe streaming tearsAnd haunting fearsFlowing painOf the slainThe cries of thoseWho never screamedPraying for lifeWithout a soundThe pleas for helpNever heardThe wishes that chanceNever grantedThe pain might dullAnd the mind forgetBut the heartWill always remember
stay.Stay here, I'll grab everyWord I've said in the past day, past weekAnd throw them in the recycle binSo don't leave this footprint on my heartUntwist the knob, come inside,forget it all.Rake nails against my skin, it'll be more bearable,I swear, than the thought thatOne day, you're going to get up,Realize that maybe I'm not thePrincess you thought I was and you'reNo prince.Soaking up our faults, the snow's pure but bloodied,Soiled with ourInabilities to come to terms that maybeThis isn't as great as we've led everyoneTo believe.But, you mean too much to everLet goAnd my hands feel emptier with everyneglectedgoodbyeI feel like I've been shotAnd I hope you think it's worth itTo have me know I'll never mean as muchto you.
hearts like balloonsyou are excellentat loving people. you fillhearts until they burst.
Bitter Sweet LullabiesShe had hair like black ink,Rolling down her sordid cheeks;Staining ivory kissed skin,Droplets hitting crossbow shoulders,And cascading downHer waterfall spine.Her eyes were fresh tarmac,Holding me in her troubled gaze,As she whispered, wistful lullabies,To our forgotten daughter;With a smile so BittersweetIt left a sour taste on my lips.She walked on fallen trees,On their mossy shrouds,Waiting for me to beg her home.But she lost herself to the moonlight,Lost herself, and lost me.Ciara, that was her name...She coveted shadows, and pennies,And thoughtful smiles in empty eyes.She stalked my dreams, and whispered"... Don't blame me."And in my daughters eyes,She's all I see.
Endless LoveDuring the winter, you are my warmthDuring the spring, you are my flowerDuring the summer, you are my sunshineDuring the fall, you are my colorI want to hold you close to me everydayI want to dream in your eyesI want to be the reason why you smileLooking at the night time sky,I gave each star in the universe areason why I love you soI eventually ran out of stars,but I still have more reasons for whyI love you dearly and with all my heart and soulMy love for you is endlessAll year round, Forever,Beyond time, EndlessCountless.
an analogyeven broken glasscan shine like a million sunsif light hits it right.
On the edges of your lipsMy soul flickers back and forth in your presenceAs I drag myself on the floor slowly, barelyI surrender to the voices promising your loveAnd the dream of tomorrow bringing me your scentYou do not see me nor my fading shadowI am right here, down here, take one look at meI lay my wings over your shoulders, I take the rain for youI kiss the flock of birds that flew over youI swallow every thorn in your way, I turn your path blueI hug every glimpse of fear in your eyesI live on the edges of your lips, I steal every word you speakI sleep between your ribs, I sing along with your heartbeatI built my shrine between your palms, there, I pray for your loveAnd yet, you do not see me nor my fading shadowYour grip on my heart drying up every drop of lifeBut I will not leave, if you tear me apart, I will love youIf you burn my dreams, cut my veins , I will love youIf you put out my candle, my golden sky, I will love youIf you rip your seed out o
Jumble Sale Girl.She was a jumble of words and phrases,That would only ever make sense to her,She wrote them down on scraps of paper,And lost them in the chaos of her life,But every now and then she'd happenAcross a note with frayed edges,And faded script, and she'd smileAs she thought of the moment,When she last sat down to write.Misty Seas, Weak knees, She wrote that when she was at west coast,Overlooking the promenade, watchingSodium light up the streets below.And she's like stormy weatherShe liked to think she wasn't predictable,Though she knew she must be,But wove lies from lightning andDreamt of thunder.Dragonfly, Candy, Cocoa,She'd walked by a sweet shop that evening,She longed for the marzipan and coca cola lollipops,And a dragonfly landed in her hair, causing a smile,To spread on icing dusted lips.Climb for the viewShe pushed through blistered palms,To reach the cliff top, as dusk began to set,And golden red leaked across the skies.Dais
Gun Within The MirrorIt feels as if my reflectionPoints a gun at its own head,As my bullet shoots the mirrorAnd paints the floor with red,And it feels as if my gunJust isn't steady in my hand,Because darling, when I jump off cliffs,Do you think I always land?It feels as if the razor bladeMight be my only friend,And it feels as if the broken glassMight soon begin to bend,Because my reflection is distorted, love.Can't you see that, love, can't you see?I'm pointing a gun at the mirror,And the mirror points back at me.
Forlorn"Forlorn scenes flash five by four,Till the tide roars in, and never more..."I had a dream about you last night.A jade clasp fastened your amber hair,The iron wrought to hold due might,The lines both intricate and fair.You danced around me,Smiled and laughed and reached out,As if to bring me near, and nearer still(Till) My heart collapsed; heavily,A compound fracture of broken promisesAnd cold, lonely nightsSpent gazingAt my duvet, hoping (in vain)That each tear,Each fallen liquid sapphire would sufficeIn bringing youCloserTo me.
Perfection.When you look into the mirror, at your reflection...That's it.That's you.That is perfection.