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Rotten LinkRotten Link
Cold and freezing, turn in to look away. The truth unknown to you has breathed life into the things around you. The temperature, forever dropping puts us into the easiness of causing tragedies. You understand yet? I’m sorry but I can't raise you up anymore and keep you there. Your power has begun to drain away, and you can’t stop it now. You have decided to let it all fade away. Should I give up and fade away as well? As we departed for the short time I must say I apologize for causing you such misery. I’m afraid I have caused you to worry and fret over things you shouldn’t
So should we break it off then? The more and more I think about it. I feel it is my duty to ruin this bond we may or may not be sharing. I’m blind to this relationship, for I can’t seem to find this bond we must be sharing. I'm so tired and bothered by all this thinking, I hate this so much. Even considering what I might do is too much! So like the overflowing glass of
Sitting here in my room with nothing but some tea, I ponder the lives of so many others. Beyond the futile judgments and ideals of mainstream cursed people, I throw away the morals and values of the targeted individuals and I follow my right path. Using the light from the true friends of gold and silver, I achieve my inner harmony. I have seen through the lies of others and I have abandoned them long before they realized it. I rejected the reasoning of a large community, and I will never accept faith in humanity. I ask this with an imploring heart, trust in yourself and the miracles you create with your own hands. Trust in the people who you deem worthy of it and rip away the bonds of the detrimental. Bring out your true love and friendship slowly and steadily, and show it to ones who are valuable to your sweet and unwavering glow. Erect the walls against those who try to harm that light; defend it with everything you have. Break the illusions people have put into your head
May We Reach It Now?May We Reach It Now?
I carelessly abandoned the understanding of this world, and I fell back into the faraway place where nobody knows of. What is the wish that will never fade away? Does something like that truly exist? We don’t need a purpose to walk, or to live. So let us live as long as we possibility can.
Away from the prying eyes of typical inhabitants, we walk in a cadence beyond the comprehension of the pretentious. Let us infinitely travel beyond the worlds of yellow and lavender. Let us find the worlds of black and white, and live there beyond the self-pity. So when tomorrow comes, let us continue this repeating voyage.
Can you hear it? The worlds of blue tears are calling us. The world of purple confusion is whispering to us. The countless worlds are confessing to us; let us go and answer each and every one of them.
Like me, you all threw away the contemplation of the world, and you traveled with me to the road nobody travels. We must find the world of happiness and sa
The Art of HealingThe Art of Healing
Dear Irreplaceable You
Hello! I hope you’re doing well. I’m whole-heartily sorry for not writing this earlier, I don’t have any excuses. As I’m writing this I don’t know what to say to you. I wish I told you everything before you departed. I wanted to say thank you so much for all you have done for me. You don’t know how much you changed my life. You showed me that there was kindness in humanity. You are my eternal friend, a priceless treasure, and an angel from god.
I wish I told you everything, about the abuse, about how much I loved you, and how much of an inspiration you are. It’s not fair; it’s not fair where you are. Cancer is a real horrendous thing. It took you away and it’s not fair. Without you here with us, the world has become a little less bright. Even though I’m in college, I still pass by the art room that you occupied. When I do, I’m filled with the countless memories that make life wor
Starlight ShacklesStarlight Shackles
Steering away from the monsters of the world, I run towards my home of constant heart breaks. No breaks for me today as my most loved are battling with the most hateful words. The shadows forcing me to listen to their laughs as I toil, trying to restart the light. My face is slammed downwards as I am put into the darkness without fail. As I look up I see the faces sneering at me as they push my heart deeper into the realms of hatred. I am haunted by the melancholy voice, “Is that really so?”
Turning away I know now that my power can’t possible rival ones who put me here. God has abandoned me at last. Bask in the insanity and desperation. Crying and in horrible pain I reach out to the one who grasps my hand. “Listen to my reasoning; please find your light that you have lost, you are not a flower of hell”
There was no light for me. Since no one stands with me, I’ll stand for myself. I’ll force fate to my liking, even if I have
Hey can you see it? The tears that are forming in my eyes. Do not ask me or I’ll collapse inward to the world of great shame. So what did you leave for me? I won’t open it or I’ll be shredded with those strange feelings. The wild colors are mixing, and I am left to scream from this world. Do you know what I was wishing for? I’m too tired to chase after it now. How much more should I endure? Am I a broken person? I am a broken person. But regardless of everything, I still want to live. I want to strive. Hey can you see it, like the dreams of thousands? There is a word that is echoing silently here. Can you guess it? Error.
That far away land. The lights made by hundreds have been put in jeopardy. Hey would you even care, even to save just one? The faint lights are overflowing into the darkness. So tell me, what have you arranged and selected; the words of absolute perfection for a beautiful demise? The floating bodies melt into nothingness. So do you even c
Uncertainty of BetrayalUncertainty of Betrayal
Wandering alone in a world of nothingness, wishing for something to return to you. The dust of your wandering soul forever shattered, echoes the cruelty and teachings of people you thought you could love. Betrayal is a weapon that is used too horribly. The wounds that betrayal leaves behind don’t heal so easily. If you look really carefully you can see that agony it leaves behind within the tears of all it touches. Those tears beg for the pain to end, it wishes to end the torment brought on by the people they loved.
Betrayal’s blade makes learning to trust and love an uphill battle. Like a God that allows for no miracles to occur. Curing betrayal’s disease is nearly and certainly almost impossible. Forgiveness does not cure this, forgiveness does not take away the pain, the hurt, the decades of suffering. Forgiveness simply renounces the resentment of what they did. How can it be that we can forgive and heal anger, but not the pain? How can we
Life is but a DreamWe are just unnourished frail bodies,
overfed with white lies and short-lived-euphorias.
Books filled with black letters,
etching lurid images into our utmost dreams.
Veering us from the big picture...
the one we fail to paint ourselves.
Our fists much too busy with fights,
that we are bound to lose.
Too occupied in line waiting,
for creativity to be let loose like a stray dog.
As if we will find home in this pursuit of happiness...
but we only enclose each other in small rooms
with nothing but old laptops.
How many times I've guessed which letter could it be...
Which letter could it be?
To free us from havoc-stricken-thoughts?
They come and go, unending like 24 hour subway stations.
There's no break for this lonely man,
heaving every breathe of stale air
into my overused lungs...
Living in confined walls of flesh
held up with brittle paper-mache bones.
Which day is it that I will burst out from this cage of a life?
And hover with the Gods found in carefully binded bo
Spread My Wings (Metallic-Winged Pigeon)Spread My Wings (Metallic-Winged Pigeon)
Birds of the same feather, flock together
Compacted in sheltered, overly-protective conditions
This bird wants to spread his wings and fly away from his progenitors,
My parents, they love and protect me, but I want to sing my own rendition,
Of a song they’ve taught me throughout my existence on this Earth, 16 years;
But now that I’m almost grown, I’m just about ready to fly away from the nest
Kiss my mother and sister, hug my father, and let them know I’m departing
To inform them I’m ready for the world, and prepared to fight along with the best,
As appealing as it is to stay in my enclosed capsule, this has been a long time coming
This young bird, this aves, this novice, is ready to step out with the pros
There may be eagles, hawks and falcons circling the skies,
But I’m ready to show them my wings and how the Alaniz song goes,
I’m ready to bob and weave through the bullets that fly
The Plea of EveLet me lay beside you, my love,
Become bone of your bone,
And flesh of your flesh.
Let me rest by your side
Inbetween your ribs,
Where I guard each breath,
And sync them with my own.
Let me merge into you,
And we shall be one flesh,
As before one formed two,
Then together fade to dust.
You Told MeYou Told Me
You told me, “We only have one life to live…”
I never wanted to be ‘that guy,’ so I said, “I’d give it another try.”
But I suppose you thought that meant I had a few more chances to give…..
‘Cause nothing changed; simply more of the same straight-faced lies
Only this time, the lies became more outrageous
“You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever known,” you hesitated,
Then muttered, “I love you,” but now, deep down I knew you were no one to trust
Believe me I wanted to, but I’m not so easily persuaded
I saw through the façade; or as you put it, “Your wall,”
But you didn’t need it, not with me; at one point you really were my best friend
I would always be there for you, whenever you began to fall
I’d protect you and keep you safe; I never wanted our friendship to end
You told me, “I was the kindest guy you
Dream To MeDream To Me
Dream to me, darling
Dream to me, honey
Tell me what it is you’re thinking
Let me into your unreal realities
Let me into your world which is full of abnormalities
Tell me what you’re thinking
Dream to me
What’s in your soul, that’s screaming
You never talk to me anymore
So do it by dreaming
Do it by feeling
What is it you’re thinking?
Is it a nightmare?
Does it pertain to reality?
Is it abstract?
Is it foreshadowing something?
Dream to me, darling
Dream to me, honey
Tell me what it is you’re thinking
I just wanna know what goes on in your mind
Is it scary? Are you frightened by what you see?
I can’t read your thoughts, so please don’t try to hide
Is it about us……me?
You say nothing and stare off into space
I look deep into your eyes and see little to nothing…….
I look at your soft features, emotionless, with nothing on your face
Your thoughts, somewhat of an enigma, so very puzz
Plastic FlowersThe green haired boy sat on a chair in the corner of the diner, kicking his feet through the linoleum floor tiles. None of the patrons noisily taking advantage of the all-day breakfast at seven in the evening to noticed. The boy had no food in front of him, but the seat across the table had a half-finished stack of pancakes sitting in front of an empty chair.
He blinked, green eyes skipping across his fellow diners but finding no immediate entertainment, apart from rattling the cutlery at table five, he turned his gaze towards the large plastic daisy that was in a vase by the condiments with its head pressed up against the window. A seam ran up the side of its stem before disappearing under the not-quite-white petals that were held together by a desperately yellow plug of plastic in the center. The boy rubbed a petal between his fingers and then patted the flower affectionately.
“Hullo,” he told the plant cheerfully, “I’m Kay, which is short for something I thi
Escape in Dream (Poem version)Escape in Dream
In this big city life, big city lights.
You are a hundred miles from home.
The heart is not for clubs and parties.
But yet you march on like the armies.
The colours, the white, the strobe light.
Nothing compared to the country night.
Sky so clear you can see every star.
Lovers can rest their aching hearts.
Wish you were here not there life is tough.
Away from your love this road is rough.
Sometimes you can’t help but wonder.
Is this what your hope and dream is worth?
Heart feels empty and weaker every year.
Wake up to a dark room with no one near.
How can this be, noise is everywhere.
Is this the sound of a passing train?
Or a shout of warning:
“Go back home mister, you are truly lost”
The walls to the mazes never break.
That is why you need to fly away.
Wings started forming from my shoulder blades.
The wish came true, hope is not too late.
I see the house and the rose covered gates.
The windows wide open just for my sake.
Feels like mem
HerdI takes a while to forgive;
Longer yet to forget.
Eighty-nine to die, and
I picture you instead.
I wasn't there to know it,
But I took his age-old hand,
And squeezed the dying fingers
As you left me once again.
You aren't here to see it,
But nobody's new again.
If I were you and you were me,
We'd think we were the same.
Bu if I dared to tell you,
You'd just have to disagree,
Not because you think it wrong,
But because it came from me.
And through the night we traverse
In the mystery of dark,
Walking through the histories
and piecing broken hearts.
I can't quite see, I need your eyes,
I need your helping hand.
The words rang true within our hearts,
But fell false within our heads.
We weren't quite there to see it,
But we once worked hand-in-hand.
I can't discern what happened,
But it won't come true again.
We were falling through a city
That was crafted pure of glass
Where we held true together
But we knew it wouldn't last.
I can't quite feel, I need your heart,
I need the mind of gold.
SomethingI painted paper butterflies
And set them on your fence.
Why your fence of all fences
I cannot comprehend.
The picket lines traversing
The rotting, falling hills
Were so white and so pristine
In the world destroyed by will,
And though you destroyed the waving colors
That are now a rusted past
Your fence was the only thing
I could see that stayed to last.
And so it goes to show, I think
That though you did us wrong
You are Something in the Nothing,
And you would help me should I fall.
I feel so conflicted, why should I keep you? You’re causing me so much, is it even worth it now? No if I’m going through this much then it must be worth it right? I will not try to stop my thinking; I will let it stop on its own. When something comes into my mind I will let it come in and let it go out, because it won’t stay for long. When you try to stop your thinking it means you are bothered by it. I must not be bothered by anything. These feelings of mine are the waves of my mind; if I’m not bothered by the waves gradually they will become calmer and calmer.
I feel at peace now. Like a breath of air in my stagnant mind. I open my eyes to see a bond hurt and weak. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry! I see what I must do now, I will calmly back away and let the bond heal, and when I return to you I will be smile at you with grace and humility.
I want to see you, I want to hear you, but now I must fit you with all the average ones. That is wher
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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