Untitledi can feel your heart beatand i think‘i could silence that, just rip’and i could wash lifeblood clean—but i am no warrior girl.
you're a power surge at 4am.he is no childthough the trees would still bend back for him(to the point of snapp i n g)and there’s a gravity in his eyes,he could make oceans move if he wanted—[all he wants is to belong.]
your back breaks more easily than your heartthis moon girl don’t know how to cry,but this backbone knows how to breakshe says i snapped before i grew…does that mean i’m a angel?(she isn’t calm like the sea—march girls are so melancholic.)
Untitledthis never gets easierand i am no cat up a tree,this trap is of my own making,and this beating is less skin than bone(she took my hand and saidto breathe—)[i can’t breathe, dead things can’t breathe—i think i found my place.]
morbidshe asks what i expect--nothing much, but death is my muse,i don't expect but i want,i wanti want fingers ripping flesh,grazing ribs,gracing ribs--i want my salvation.
Untitledanger is a mad dogand i am no master of it-love is not a cloud but a chainand the more it tightens,the more i trust(love is pain, pain is trust)[i trust you absolutely.]
Untitledhe saysit isn't work if you enjoy itand you think i enjoy this, blue?i'm no writer, no goddess,i am no savior for your flawsmy only art is decay(but what a fine art it is-)
atypicalhe walks like a cat,steals in, steals out,(what else has he stolen of mine?)and red says i should just let go,give up the ghost--[how can i give up myself?]
(un)pleasantrieswe don't speak of skeletons,warstained and red,demons locked in closets,locked in that labyrinth(you call it a mind--)we don't speak of rot, but all we do is decay.
You are LovedI want you to knowThat someone cares about you;And if you can't think of who,Just know that I do.If there's somethingI can promise you;It is that you are loved,And the world would be lessWithout you.So, please,Pull through.
Characters we made...It's a proof,That the Characters you created lives.That Characters you made,They can feel emotions.That Characters you draw,They can be like humans.You are the reason,Why they are here.You give them Names,Identities,Personalities,EVERYTHING.Because of you they exist.That's why we need to hold them close to our hearts.They also need love and care,Treat them as our own family.They laugh with you, They cry with you,They know what you feel.Because of them you're positive and smiling.Don't ever forget them, Never abandon them,Don't ever lose them.They are our precious treasures,That cannot be replaced.
You Can Do ItLife can feel like a mountain,Like it's all too much,It's easy to think that suchA height can never be climbed.And maybe you're right -It's all an uphill fight,But it's one you can winIf you go all-in,And refuse to give up.Nothing can make you loseIf only you chooseTo believe that it'sNever the end.If you can't reach the top,Remould your mountainInto rubbleAnd make it into your thrown;Make your life your own.You can do it.
A simple HeartHe remains bewildered before her calm eyes,a sorry escaping his lips for the millionth time.Yet with a shrug, she smiles and lets him knowit no longer mattered, he only broke a heart.
GayI am gay.I'm not a disease, I'm not a problemI'm not an afflictionI don't need treatment.I don't need helpI'm not sickI'm not confusedI'm not a sin.I am gay.I'm your daughterYour sisterYour friendYour co workerYour classmateYour acquaintanceA complete strangerI am gay.I need love, just like youI need smilesI need supportI need a hugI need a friendI need a familyI need acceptanceI need understandingI need youI am gay.I know what love isI know what pain isI know what hate isI know what life isI am gay.And I need you to love meThe same way you loved me before you knewI am gay.And I have experienced hateFrom more people than just youI am gay.And I wont change.I wont give up.I wont back down.I wont pretend.I wont lie.I wont deny.I wont hide.I wont hurt.I am gay.And that's okay.
I'm FineI'm fine.I'm fine.I'm fine.I'm fine.I'm fine.I'm fine.I'm fine.I'm fine.Clearly you see that I'm not.But really I'm fine.Always have been.But no I'm not.I'm not fine.Saying your fine means nothing.It is a lie.But I say it anyways.It's all I can say.To keep them away.Because telling them won't help.Because they don't understand.Explainations won't do.So I say those two words.Just to keep them satisfied.While my mind scream "I'M NOT FINE".My lips are in a straight line.I show no signs of being "not fine".But that's just a mask.So really, I'm not fine.But I'll keep saying it.I'll keep saying it till you're satisfied.Because it's my problem.It's never your problem.So you shouldn't have to worry.But I want you to worry really.But telling you that is selfish.I can't be selfish.Selfish is bad.Not good.So if you ask,Yes I am fine.But no I am not fine.I am far from it.But I'll tell you that lie again.So you don't make that face.Even thought I'm not fi
ShyHiHelloWhat’s up?That’s not rightMy mother tells meBe yourselfSay what you meanMean what you sayHow can I say anythingWhen those words are choked byMy conscience rewritingWords before I say them? This internal struggleA war between spontaneityAnd getting the congress in my headTo decide what to say next I wish what I think could beSpread out on the big screenEasily read by those who falterTo assimilateSomehow thoughts transferFaster through my fingersThan they do my brainAnd perhaps that’s why my piano and IAre such good friends I’d rather be swimming in open waterThan be caught in a sea of peopleThey sense fearDon’t say something stupidDon’t draw attentionDon’t say anything at all I was fiveHolding my father’s handHiding behind himShe’s just shy Saying thank you was likeGiving a speechBut giving a speech wouldBe preferable to being in a roomOf people I didn&
You are StrongYou are so, so strong.Whatever you’re going through,Just keep onKeeping on.The time it takesMight be short or long,But you will findThat perfect placeWhere you belong.Just hold on.
Who we areWe are memoriesHiding in the shadows of painSearching for remediesFalling down slowly with rainWe are musicWe liveCollecting treasuresPainting souls with lifeWe lieWe don't seeBurning to ashesWe liveSinging like sirensSeducing our enemies, we prayChoosing paths for others, for us, we failedGranting wishes for lovers, we payGetting behind liars, turning into fightersWe playWe are memoriesLost fractures of hopeMagical beings created by loveRaised by angels and GodWe are musicCreated by sound of a thunderPainted with blood of a hunterWe are who we areWe get back to the startWhere we begunForgotten children of the starsWe are
5to all the dreamers:go ahead and build your air castles;let no one tear them down.you are just as strong as they;but your armor doesn't show.