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Anemone Nov 2020
look at the starlight
as it shines on the shore
look at my melody
I can't do this anymore

look at the sun
look at the rain
since I am silent
you can't see my pain

there are many things
worth singing for
step out of the darkness
step out the door
Anemone Mar 2021
She sleeps on a bed of roses and finds a new way to lie each day, forever changing poses.
The thorns may sting but if she continues to sing she would never feel a thing.
The world she knows only grows while she dwells in the shelves and the roses.
She sings to an empty audience and feels so very seen.
The battles fought are all for naught if she can’t be the queen.
The chips aren’t just for poker, and hair ties aren’t simple or plain.
She left it all to answer the call and run until she can feel sane.

Find me a frame
To capture the moments in my brain
Now I write you ballads and sing the refrains
The stories are all that remain

She sleeps on a bed above the abyss, thinking that you couldn’t possibly miss
The cries for a reprise and the screams for a different scene.
The moments when you saw it too.
She jokes and sings and always brings a new punchline at the end of the fight.
The masks she wears are how she bears the pain that’s already set in.
The light has left her long ago and she’s acting as if she can possibly win.
She took a chance to flee from romance and flirt with the dancers in her mind.

Find me a note
To summon from deep in my throat
Now I write you ballads and sing the refrains
The stories are all that remain
Anemone Mar 2021
it used to be that royalty
treated everyone like peasants
not much has changed
though it has been re-arranged
he who holds the money holds the power
now listen kid, cause I know you've read the books and gone to school,
but you must learn a new set of tools
you have to be street smart
if you want to survive
the fact is
if you practice
we might just make it out of here alive
Anemone Nov 2020
I once knew a girl
Who would hold my hand
In the summer breeze

I once knew a girl
Who always did
Whatever the hell she pleased

I once knew a girl
Who would hold her head high
And look with longing
At the bright blue, summer sky

I once knew a girl
Who said she'd never grow old
But winter winds can be so very cold

But summer is over
And the skies aren't as blue
And all I am left with
Are memories of you

I once knew a young lady
Who tried to stay young
Who would sell her soul
If it would mean more summers of fun

I once knew a young lady
Who smiled the whole day through
It was so contagious
That the smile would spread to you

But summer is over
And the skies aren't as blue
And all I am left with
Are memories of you

I once knew a woman
Who held me tight
And whispered her love songs
In the coldest of nights

I once knew a woman
Who smiled at you
And told you of stories
From a childhood she knew

But summer is over
And the skies aren't as blue
And all I am left with
Are memories of you

I once knew an old lady
Who was kind and who cared
And I will always remember
All the love that she shared

I once knew an angel
Who came to me at last
And now there's no need for winter
We have all the summers of the past

And winter is over
And the skies are so blue
And all you are left with
Is us watching over you

And I know a girl
Who I watch over with pride
And even when shes lonely
She has us by her side

I know a girl
Who is strong and brave
And who I sometimes wish
Would be better behaved

I know a girl
Who will someday grow old
And will tell another
All the stories we told

I know a girl
Who laughs and who cries
And waves back those who love her
Up in the summer skies
Anemone Nov 2020
I have a superpower
I can be invisible
they can't see me
neither can you
unless you try
Anemone Nov 2020
We are the children
Of a rebellion of the frightened
We are a sound
that will not be silenced
We are the children
Of a thousand screams so strong
We are a fire
that has been growing for so long
We are the children
Who have to be grown tough
We are an echo
Stand your ground and say enough
We are the children
Who want to grow up

And make you proud
We want to make you proud
For we are your children
And that should be enough
Anemone Feb 2021
Oh god, it's all gone wrong.

What have I done?
What can I do?
Oh god, where are you?
Do I cry?
Do I pray?

I don't know what to say.
Am I lost?
Out of time?
Have I finally reached the end of the line?

It's done now, it's over.
It's gone, I'm through.
Is this all that's left of me and you?

Can I simply walk away, knowing that it's all gone gray?

What do I say?

How do I say it was an accident without crying or getting mad?
Cause ******* all, I'm angry!
So angry and so sad.
How I do speak before you and tell you all these things?

All these stories
All these memories
All these lifetimes
All these songs
He'll never get to sing

How do I tell you he was perfect?
Cause he wasn't.

And how do we sit here and say that he was?
Isn't that dishonoring him and his cause?

But no.

We sit here and tell these lies
to make ourselves feel like we weren’t the bad guys
But I sit here as his friend and I tell you
you were wrong.
He hated all of you.
And now he's gone.

He wouldn't want us to be sad.
He'd say, go on, have a party!
He wouldn't want us to cry.

He'd say go on without me.
He wouldn’t have wanted this.
But how could any of you have known that?
He never told you.

So are you bad parents, bad teachers, and bad friends?
For never noticing a child at his wit's end?
No, you're not.

But was I?
Because he told me, and I never batted an eye.

I thought he was joking.
Just having some fun.
Now the jokes not funny.
And it's over for everyone.

So, was it his fault?
Was it yours, was it mine?
I guess we'll never know.

All I know is that he was my friend,
and I wish that he didn’t have to go.

So I sit here, saying sorry, for something I don't believe.
Cause I know him.
I knew him.
Better than any of you.
He wore so many long sleeves.
The world outside his window was incredible to him.
He loved it, and he hated it,
and he called it such a sin.

So now we sit here.
It's not over, but we’d like to think it is.
You'll go home and watch a movie,
maybe cuddle up with friends.

We’d like to think it's over.
We’d like to put it away, but some of us don't have that luxury.
Some of us have to stay.

So tell me.
Who was he? Who is he? Did you know?
Were you his friends and family, or strangers?
We don’t know.
Anemone Mar 2021
let pure water wash away
the remains of the ray
let it clear all but my conscience
as the moon shines brighter
as my shoulders bare, are weighted lighter
the chainmail as ***** as I feel
covered in blankets of blood

I cannot sleep, I cannot rest, I cannot deal
I cannot stop
I will fight until I drop

wash it away
wash it away
still, invisible scars remain
they stain
they stain
they stain
Anemone Mar 2021
let the swords clash
let the shields fall
hold strong, hold the line
and protect them all

let my blade be my guide
with my brothers by my side
though the battle may be ******
we will never back down
we will stand by each other
defending our crown
Anemone Dec 2020
So
1 2 1 2 1 2 3
Take a little step with me
1 2 1 2 1 2 3
And save one last dance for me

So let us go now
Where you and I can
Dance around the floor
Forevermore

Flowers bloom at your feet
And the people line the street
For you and me

So let me take you over to the dance floor
Let me hold you tight and warm and close
Welcome my dear to the place where I can go
Welcome to the dance of the broken souls

I cannot wait for you
I cannot see you through
And the lass I knew
Her heart belongs to you

I gave her council
I gave her advice
I gave it all and more
But when it comes down to the reasons
What is a friend for?

Take my happiness
Pack it in a bag
Take my self-confidence
While you're at it
Take my books on how to make a friend
Take my love while you’re at it

1 2 3
These are a few things I must leave
If you would just say goodbye
I don't know how not to cry
Years go by
And 1 2 3 1 2 3 1 2 3 4

And just like everything of me
Her heart now is yours
Anemone Nov 2020
Rocks and scissors
Pen and paper
Tell me what it means

Many places
Covered faces
Stranger than it seems

Songs and paintings
All erased by the incoming tide
Facts and figures
Left to drown as they are swept aside

Tell me please just what you see and don't you try to lie
I'll uncover all the truths and the silence that you buy
Cant help you now
Welcome to the underground
Anemone Nov 2020
I know I'm not aromantic
I know I'm not experienced in love
but I know someone
that made me certain of
I know the sunrise
brings a new day
but I want to tell you
whatever you feel
that I feel the same way
I'm not that good at love songs
I can never get them right
but I can try for you
we can try tonight
Anemone Jan 2021
You were my muse
you were my mooring
always sailing away
ignoring-- me
now I see

so tell me I'm nothing
and I'll smile for a while
Anemone Mar 2021
There are no actions for the anger in my arms
No visions for the venom in my veins
Anemone Feb 2021
In the wake of destruction
How do you feel?
In the wake of destruction
It suddenly is real

One slip of a wheel
Started this whole ordeal
I would give anything to have my friend back

But I know that it’s done
What has been done
Cannot be undone

And in the wake of destruction
How do you feel?
And in the wake of destruction
It suddenly is so very real

Please turn back the clocks
Please let the time go back
Please bring my friend back

He was so kind
And smart, though he didn’t show it
He was good at sports
But he didn’t seem to know it

And I knew him so well
So many things I wish I could just tell him

And in the wake of destruction
How do you feel?
In the wake of destruction
It suddenly feels so very, real
Anemone Nov 2020
And so with golden crown and silver scepter
The weight of the world on your shoulder
You look once more at that pretty little rock
And see a mighty strong boulder
Anemone Dec 2020
I hear the roaring of the brook, so wild, untamed, and free.
It’s rhythmic and musical, beautiful,
catching everything that comes its way.
And I see my reflection smile back at me.

The world as I know it has changed.
Everything is different now.
Everything has been rearranged.
All the lights have gone dark on the stage.

All the sounds, they’re gone.
Silent.
All the people, at home.
It’s so quiet.

Will it be this way forever?
Has it changed?
Will it ever go back to how it was?

The music is part of me,
And this family is too.
How can I survive this
Without conduction and notes to read and review?

I knew that this would end,
But I never thought it would be so soon.
How can I make it through this
Without humming a single tune?

I thought that we could say goodbye
And I wish I could hug you now
I thought that we could put on a show
And watch you take your final bows.

I don’t know if we can make it through
But I know we have to try
Because we are the singers, the dancers, the dreamers
This isn’t the only time we cry.

Artists face so many struggles,
On that you can depend.
The only difference now it seems
Is that we cannot comfort our friends.

I will never forget the time we’ve had,
And I hope that you’ll remember too.
Because through the years of tears, confronting our fears,
I did it with help from all of you.

This is a family, this is a life
It can be hard for some to understand
Just how much the music has changed us
we are grieving for the loss of our chorus, our band

This is the end of so many years, and this is a feeling so strong
Eyes water, tears fall, heart breaks, and still we brave it all
Because we are a unit, a family of friends,
And this both beginning and end.
Anemone Nov 2020
I am strong
I am free
I am exactly
Who I want to be

Put down the makeup
Pick up a sword
Do not be silent
Make it hard to be ignored

Anyone can stand in a crowd
But it takes a woman to speak out loud
Anemone Nov 2020
It's a strange thought, isn't it?
That everyone moves on by themselves
And every year we grow older
And that's another yearbook on the shelves

If you asked why I am distant
If you asked why I am scared
It's not that I am not ready
The truth is that I've long been prepared

But all of these people are happy
And I cannot understand how
For when the last show is over
What happens when we take our final bows

Not enough time
Simply
Not enough time
Simply, I

don't know how to thrive
I don't know how to improvise
And with all of these pressures and all of these heights
How do I survive?

It's deeper than anyone should ever dive

If you asked me on a date
I'd say yes, of course
But wait...

Four years,
Two have gone by
Two years,
Soon we'll say goodbye
One year,
So tell me, what's the point?

Stop looking at me like that
It's not up to debate, it's just a cold harsh fact
That soon we all will say goodbye
And all of these people I've known all my life
Will be gone
Far away
Moving on

Reunions, and photos, and dances, and caps
Speeches, and files, and bridging the gaps

Leaving, and going, and never coming back
And still, I'm under attack
Why can't I fight back?

Collecting information, and rumors proved true
If you can be honest, there's nothing I wouldn't do for you
So this year I'll do it differently.
That's what I said before.
But this year I'm committed
To honesty and nothing more

Maybe if I get them to trust me
Who cares if somebody gets hurt
Cause then they will feel it
And know what I'm working for

So keep to yourself
Keep to your dice
Keep to your stories
And the truths that you write

Keep to the dungeons
And the friends who come to play
And maybe if you can't take the future
The past is where you'll stay

— The End —