Soma O.OOh this feeling of absolute serenity! Hyperactive imagination thinking without thought… My hand shakes [will this last an eternity?] A dream vacation’s what I’ve vainly sought.Soma O.O
Head spinning ‘round and ‘round, Just try your hardest not to fall. Blame the floor, the uneven ground; And stumble upon those words you can’t recall.
Half way between awareness and sleep, Whispering sweet nothings into my ear. Nonsensical words, silly me… This illusionary poem could soon disappear.
Leave me be! Bother another… Sad, my addiction’s just gone too far,
If only...I cower low and cover my face, Bruised and bleeding all over the place. I try blocking out his words of hate, But I fear that help'll come too late... I only wanted to watch T.V. Just for an hour, I even said 'Please?' But I shouldn't have disturbed his peace, I angered the man and brought out a beast. Is there a place where i'm not in pain? Where brothers don't make tears fall like rain? And 'slut' isn't my given name. And a mother's silence won't drive you insane. When dinner is served, and i'm not the slave Where i can stand up and be a bit more brave. I doIf only...
Lies...Staring at the ceiling.Lies...
Body withered and worn.
I rip out the parts.
From my heart that was torn.
I balance the peices.
On the lies that I've told.
Waiting for someone.
To see through the cold.
Hurting the people.
That i love.
Smiling to myself.
This isn't enough.
I'm blinded by.
The darkness and light.
People hurt me too.
This can't be right.
So i gaze at the wall.
Body weary and numb.
And i scatter the bits.
Left from my heart drenched in blood.
Reality weakens.
Do i believe my own lies? &
HypocriteYou tell me you'll make it all betterHypocrite
All you bring is fucking rain
I'll take that fucking needle now
The joy of purposeful pain
The punishment of heroes
To celebrate the darkest of days
While you show off your cocky grin
And the ache of consciousness fades
And the morning
We mourned you
I said:
There's no one like you.
But I hope you fucking choke
On your own words.
The hypocrite's disturbed.
Lose ItThe only reason I lost it was so you could find it, and bring it back to me.Lose It
OxygenI’ve given upOxygen
on forgetting you.
I go to bed (and think of you).
I get up and go about my day (and think of you),
your memory as constant and involuntary as breathing.
But I have learned how to go on.
I go to bed and get up and breathe.
strangeryou were a moment of kindness in an unkind worldstranger
a patch of clean blue water in a tired desert
a warm night in the depth of winter
you are a question to which I would learn the answer
if I could but find you
again
unrequitedOkay. Okay. This is what a trance feels like. Standing in a scalding shower with ice cubes between your toes. Whistling sweet little tunes in moonlight. To the moon, singing sweet little tunes that never have been sweeter even though they don't mean anything. Anything at all. Except for you thinking they do. Then let's say this trance is yours alone. Or let's say it belongs to your friend too. You bounce your song around lily-white in the afterglow of April dusk, bounce it around the red vinyl, the scratchy Mexican poncho not-really-a-blanket on the trunk, the dirt, mosquitoes humming along, not my idea of singing a song, trance or no trance.unrequited
Hullo <3
Spidey Sense
tg
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terminally addicted to beautiful
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I've cut my heart out, so you can catch a glimpse of my RawEm0tion
I can't brain today; I have the dumb.
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MY FRIENDS!
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I am glad you liked it.
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"These things happened. They were glorious and they changed the world... and then we fucked up the endgame." - Congressman Charlie Wilson on the covert war in Afghanistan 1980-1989 .
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