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RelapseIt’s like counting
Saturn’s rings,
hash marks
along your limbs -
remembering a time
when

‘just one more’

made you feel better.

- & you’re sitting there
wondering why
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s

falling.Relapse3 days ago in Free Verse

UneditedWe cry.
We scream.
We fight for our dream.

We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.

The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.

The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.

So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?

Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?

Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.

Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"Unedited1 week ago in Free Verse

Battle in my MindEat.
Don't eat.
Take it easy.
Work out until you pass out.
Get help.Tell someone.
Keep it a secret. It's only for you and me.
You're perfect.
You're worthless.
You're beautiful.
You're disgusting.
Why won't you listen?
They don't understand.
Let me help you.
You don't understand.
Show me.
No!
I love you..
Battle in my Mind3 days ago in Free Verse

WorthlessWorthless,
the name that cuts like a knife,
Me,
it's all that you see inside,
My heart,
is breaking with every breath I take
The lies,
the only thing I can't seem to face.Worthless3 days ago in Free Verse

In The Daylight

In The Daylight

A false downfall
An unexpected revival

Sunset to moonset
Shining through darkness

Life...redefined
Death...redesigned

In the valley of promises- I will fear no end
On the brink of weakness- I will ascend
-
Roads of the toughest
Paths of the darkest

I conditioned my flawed limits
So fearful memories won't be paralytic

I had to raise my own spirit
Strength and endurance become so vivid

A chance for change / A moment of fate
A time to make peace / A brief feeling of creed
A sealing of my slate / A silencing of my mistakes
A secret ready to be freed / A chain soon-to-be incomplete

Pain and peace are infinite
Judge the wratIn The Daylight3 days ago in Free Verse

Ode to the boy with diamonds for eyesI think we were a collision course waiting to happen
And when I think back to the day when we first
Stumbled across one another, red sneakers hanging off gutters
Cherry cola voice overs and dilated pupils
We led one another on to believe in the night sky of connect the dot constellations

You wanted to dissect me and peer into the insides of my lungs
Only to find witches breath and dandelions
Slicing iron vowels you locked your hands in mine
And we fell into the static of dreaming disease
The operating table broke away to reveal a sky that never existed
And we couldn't help but laugh at the irony
Because wishing was never an option
The aneOde to the boy with diamonds for eyes2 days ago in Free Verse

wallflower clippingsthere's scar tissue in her throat,
swollen around the words she never said;
dark rings around her eyes
like planets unremembered, and
a staleness to her touch,
the crystalline Dead Sea.

she's living like a story
that's already been told
"if no one loved you
would you mean anything at all?"

in that moment,
we forget to exist.wallflower clippings4 days ago in Free Verse

Our MasksThe masks we wear are perfect
Never loose and rarely tight
They keep us safe from others
And keep our demons out of sight

They smile when we are broken
And laugh when we simply must
No blemish or imperfection
A creation that will never rust.

I seldom ever remember
Who I am without my mask
That to peel off that layer
Is such a daunting task

All others carry one as well
Wherever they may go
And no matter what is on their minds
Only the molded mask will show.

The lies they preach in public
Or the scars along their wrists
Are left mute to others knowledge
Ignorance is such a splendid gift

My mask is oh so perfect
Not a crack will show
AlwayOur Masks2 days ago in Free Verse

We are the King and Queen of Broken DreamsStanding still in a mine field, staring at all we have left.
We were so young, we didn’t stop to think.
Now we’re in a car crash, teetering on the brink.
If you were to leave me now, I don’t know what I’d do.

It was a whirl wind romance,
A light when all was black, a spark of something when all was bleak.
You swept me off my feet and made me feel brand new.
I thought we could live forever and I’m certain you did to.

We built a house without foundations
And now we’re falling down,
Everything’s crumbling around us, time slipping through out fingertips.
People used to walk past us but they were to drunk to see,
That our lives are coming apart around us, there is no light as far as we can see.

There was no fire to start with,
Just two broken things, the world had left behind.
The casualties of other people’s dreams of power, money and control,
Spat out onto the curb to rot away and die.
We never stood a chance or soWe are the King and Queen of Broken Dreams6 days ago in Free Verse

LonelyLonely.
Unnoticed.
People don't even look
when they walk by.
Always ignored...
Nobody even asks my ideas,
my opinion.
Nobody even knows
who I am.
When people see me,
they either ignore me,
or ask a question:
"Who are you?"
But they don't even bother
to listen to my response:
"I'm Canada."
Forgotton.
Forgotton by everyone.
Forgotton by my friends, my allies.
Maybe one day
Someone will remember my name.
Canada.Lonely2 days ago in Free Verse

Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.

But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.

That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.

But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.

No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.

So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.Her Side6 days ago in Free Verse

Falling off the EdgeDo you know what it feels like?
To nearly fall off the edge,
but not quite...
just so that you're dangling;
clinging for your worthless life
lest it fall into the sea of loneliness.
Your callused, pink fingers turning
to a shade of purplish-red of pain
as it does it best to hold on.

Splash.

In the sea of loneliness,
everything is crisp, translucent.
There is nothing around you,
you are alone...
unlike other people,
you have no one
clamouring to save you;
you have no one
diving in to get you out.

There is no point
screaming for help,
you will only waste
the little time and air you have left.
You only have the darkness
of the sea envelopFalling off the Edge6 days ago in Free Verse

Lost In ConfusionLost In Confusion

My mind is spinning without a rest
Emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on..

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A roller-coaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noises echoLost In Confusion4 days ago in Free Verse

Deactivatedthere are voids and black holes
and wounds,
papercuts sinking deep into
finger fissures
only to meet the unmarred love
of bones, strong and
bare and pure.

dark oceans are bleached
into tears that leave nothing
but sea salt in my lips

and my words are injustice
to the death of
your poetry.

this is me
drowning,
trying to be
you

trying to preserve the ardor
of your words
and the honey sweet taste
of your passion

it's also
how my lungs work
(when I don't read something from you
I die more than a little on the inside).Deactivated2 days ago in Free Verse

With This RingWith this ring,

I swear to keep myself pure.

To not give myself away until the night of my marriage,

To the one whom God has chosen for me.

With this ring,

I swear to avoid the temptations

That may lead me astray

And defile me.

With this ring

I swear to not only keep my body pure,

But to keep pure my mind.

To not think perverted thoughts,

To not corrupt myself from within.

With this ring,

I swear that all of what I am will be pure

For he who is to be my husband.With This Ring4 days ago in Free Verse

You Are BlindYou see a picture.
A girl with a smile on her face.

She looks beautiful.
She wasn't going anyway fancy.
But she wore her black make up.
And her brand new top.

But that isn't what I see...

Look a little closer...
Can't you see the tears that have just been wiped away?

Look a little closer...
Can't you see her right fist clenched,
Fumbling for her over strap bag?

Look a little closer...
Can't you see the left hand grip her long sleeve for dear life?

Look a little closer...
Can't you see her mind is running with thoughts tonight?

Look a little closer...
And maybe you'd have seen the warning signs....You Are Blind1 week ago in Free Verse

Yesteryears.Twist my hand, It is the handle to the door of yesteryears––
We can sit by the fire, meditate truth in the flame; for entertainment.
We can walk together, down a long dirt road, to the nearest waterhole.

Close your eyes, lets regress back to a simpler time--
Lets forget TV's, PC's, IP's, SMS's and acronyms for vain diversion.
Lets embrace our vitality, and stray barefoot across the earth in search of knowledge.

Cup my face in your hands, it is the epitome of bygone--
We can awaken to fresh virgin air, every morning, without a sound to trigger our consciousness.
We can read the stars and give each of them a letter, so they reciteYesteryears.4 days ago in Free Verse

Optimism Tragedy

is overcome

with a smile.Optimism4 days ago in Free Verse

sleepy.you went tumbling down the mountainside  a landslide wrapped in your fist like daisies
 yesterday is nothing but the scraping in our throats 

and i wished on all the wrong stars and ran my fingers across photographs of faraway places i was always searching in the wrong spaces

if i had known i’d let you hold me with  your spine twisted in a hammock your bare feet blistered in the sun 

if i knew your name couldn't be carved into every inch of bark  i would have spent a lifetime burning down the forest to find the syllables of it

i would forget the rings of saturn around their eyes  

and now sleepy.5 days ago in Free Verse

Why don't you kill yourself?“Why don’t you kill yourself?”
Is the voice that often pops in my head
To remind me I’d be better off dead.
As I sit in my two story house
I’m always alone and filled with doubt.
I take medications I don’t know why
These thoughts constantly go through my mind.
I remind myself I have friends who care
And my parents, well, try to be there.
Some would think I’m being over dramatic
Others will think these thoughts could only come from an addict
Or a psycho.
As I weigh the pros and cons
The commercials shut off, the main program goes on
So I turn my mind off and let the show play
And hope that I can be happy one day.Why don't you kill yourself?5 days ago in Free Verse

paper flower pressed worriesroughed drips of sun in wet light you bathed there for me to find you in the subtle
of sleep like the press of trumpet shelled lily's arms placed on paper frail & shy of thin as
your lungs blanket in a shiver of salt water dream for only arms of Galene to keep wilting,
closing in the breath of winter's cold frame of cypress blooms stealing every little moment
we could have caught in the blue limbs of the looking glass "and i'd like to turn back
time," though this it lapses in a film's negative spectrum the forgotten stem minolata xd-7s
holding quiet, as the window flowers. unmoving with the thyme of sadness roughed like
the arbutus flowering in my hands held them in helpless so but the bless of red cypress,
blossoming grace of august spring seems to be the only language of flowers spoken
you'll ever even kpaper flower pressed worries1 week ago in Free Verse

Mirror, MirrorMirror, Mirror
On the wall

Who's the deadliest one of all?
If it says me, then it stays true.
Soon the bloodiest will be you.

Mirror, Mirror
On the wall

Who's the one that they all call?
If it says God, then it stays true.
Soon the one dying will be you.

Mirror, Mirror
On the wall

What's the loveliest of them all?
If it says Death, then it stays true.
Soon the painting will be of you.

Mirror, Mirror
What's that noise?
That shattering, crashing jumbled noise.

If it stays silent then it's still true.
The one who smashed it, true as you.Mirror, Mirror4 days ago in Free Verse

ConfinedI wander blindly down this path,
seeking truths that fade too fast.
There is nothing left but lies,
and I know deep inside; you deny,
because I see nothing in your eyes.

The more I look, the less I find..
your eyes so empty; black and blind
The more I feel, the more I die,
becoming so broken and so dry..

Are you that heartless?
Can you not see?
I repress all the stress,
and all the lies you possess,
deep inside you hold the key,
but instead you're killing me.

My hands are broken and abused,
my mind so lost and so confused,
my heart; empty and so bruised,
all of this because of you.

I just need some peace of mind,
and leave eConfined5 days ago in Free Verse

End of my storyYou don’t remember me
I don’t remember me as well

I love to hurt myself
It feels like I am alive

I keep living in hell
But I like it anyway

Blood keeps running on my lips
And I love this salty iron taste

I push the knife deeper
I like how it’s feeling

My heart makes music
My soul is still breathing

Forgive me, love
Forgive and forget

Don’t keep these memories
Let them go

You can’t be treasuring
Someone who’s gotten too coldEnd of my story1 week ago in Free Verse

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