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May 2016 · 433
Gluttony
nominal May 2016
Little bird, this nest isn't big enough for you.
Fly on and find your tools to start anew.
Sing to the skies, let the world hear your hurt.
Pick at the ground and find your fuel.
Travel far, searching for your reason.
Give life to the world and leave it to grow alone.
Start your cycles over until you can no longer move.
Let yourself decompose, the others will feed off of your brittle bones.
May 2016 · 687
Nomine
nominal May 2016
I'm walking but I don't know where to,
It's a winding road that I've been on for what seems like years.
Lay down to rest my head, give my body to nature.
Stuck in the soil, sprouting slowly, but the rain comes and the lightning strikes.
I'm dead, but what's the difference?
I didn't stand a chance anyway.
Reborn; a cloud in the sky, I'm forming a tornado, touching ground, rapidly spinning and destroying everything in my path,
I'll gather everything around me and tear it up, drop it and dissipate.
I just want to be pure
Feb 2016 · 573
Via Dolorosa
nominal Feb 2016
Warm touch, where have you gone?
The touch I used to long for.
Sweet smile, you've lost your glimmer
It was so calming.
Kiss of satin, I'm withdrawing.
Burning to ashes, you'll forget about me,
don't let me burn out.
All I wanted was that feeling, but I can't feel anymore.
Dec 2015 · 300
scattered
nominal Dec 2015
The wind is chilling to the bone
The echo is loud enough to leave a ringing noise in the back of your head for days
The tears burn like fire
You still can't seem to find a distinguished direction, yet you keep going
The smoke is thick and you can't escape
your heart hurts for those you have destroyed
the line is thin as you walk across the beam
but you take no time thinking of the risk
your legs fall weak
but you don't mind the mystery
the outcome of burning bridges with those of no past
the ghosts in your closet seem to come out when you're at your lowest
screaming for help in a lonely desert
no one seems to see the darkness that's washed over your face
losing touch with real emotions, you've built a guard that you don't put down until you've found love with the blooming flowers that you can't touch
when will you finally see the damage you've done?
there's nothing for you here, nothing for you there
you're left alone yet again with your thoughts and a pen
don't get me wrong,
this is your highest point
your words and your heart
but your heart is dark
and your mind is even darker
lonely child, you'll find your peace one day
just no time soon
this has no rhythm i know, i kind of just let my fingers and my subconscious take over
I'm sorry it's so messy but I've been pretty messy lately
Oct 2014 · 992
Bruised Bones
nominal Oct 2014
Pill after pill and still the void lingers
Gripping my wrists begging to escape reality.
Ocean of velvet is where the high takes me.
Artificial comfort and happiness,
why can't you last forever?
Soon I'll forget what solid ground feels like,
and I'll lose myself to you again.
Oct 2014 · 699
Losing Sleep
nominal Oct 2014
I stay awake at night because my demons won't let me rest.
They like to whisper in my ears with dreadful words and the taunting truth.
I don't dare lay down in silence because that's when they're loudest.
I stay up with television to distract myself until my eyelids fall weak.
I don't dare sleep because that's when the demons create the most vivid imagery.
No rest will rid of my demons, they haunt my dreams.
Aug 2014 · 570
Choke
nominal Aug 2014
You make my face hot,
my heart race,
my toes tap,
my eyes light up,
and my knees weak;

out of fear,
because your hands were around my neck,
and my life was in your hands.
You left marks that no object or emotion could cover.
You're gone forever, but those repressed memories will be stuck with me for longer than that.
Aug 2014 · 1.3k
Bloom
nominal Aug 2014
Pathetic are the mid-night thoughts
about your future love
your past heartbreaks
your poorly thought out hook-ups

Sad are the mid-night thoughts
about the loss of those important
what you could have achieved but never did
and maybe never will

Depressing are the mid-night thoughts
about what a burden you are to everyone
how you'd never hurt again if you weren't alive
that everything you do will never amount to anything

But, it's time for me to move past those emotions
on to something better
an emotion I've never truly felt
that only I can control
and that's the happy mid-night thoughts
about tomorrow and what I might achieve
who I could make smile
what pretty faces I may see
Aug 2014 · 555
Distant Matter
nominal Aug 2014
I watch the grey skies turn to black every day
Hoping that they'll pull me away with them
Then I might find a home
Maybe then I won't be so alone
Aug 2014 · 699
Cold Stone
nominal Aug 2014
Not even the warmth of your embrace could stop the coldness within me from freezing my heart
Jun 2014 · 851
Disconsolate
nominal Jun 2014
Every day is a strenuous battle just to keep marching forward.
The future terrifies me.
I can only hope I won't hurt then as much as I do now...
But, sometimes soldiers need to retire.
That doesn't make me weak, but vulnerable.
I'm an open target
but I'm on the verge of collapsing.
There aren't enough words to describe how I feel every day,
none strong enough or meaningful enough to describe this pain buried deep into my bones.
I want to ascend away, far, far away from here.

*What the ****
am I supposed to do?
I can't always hold onto false hope.
Jun 2014 · 2.8k
Worthless
nominal Jun 2014
I can’t shake this feeling like I’m a bother to be around.

Not important enough for someone to muster up a conversation with first

Not important enough to wait for

Not good enough to be the first option or best friend 

Not good enough to please anyone

Not worth much at all.

I’m so deep under this depression and I’m not sure how to get out
Jun 2014 · 706
Muted Emotion
nominal Jun 2014
Here I lay, on my floor with shame.
You already know who I am,
the person I cannot change.
Your faults drive me closer,
my lack drives you further.
You, the beautiful beast.
I crave you and all you seem to be.
I'd change everything to be what you wanted, what you need.
No matter the shame or guilt you might feel in what you are..
I can still tell it will be my midnight craving.
Take a chance with me,
I could be all you've ever wanted a man to be.
We're perfect together, can't you see?
Jun 2014 · 975
Desolation
nominal Jun 2014
I'm above the clouds,
swimming with high hopes;
holding onto my dear life.
Please winds, carry me to the happiest place,
because I swear I wish to feel no more.
I walk on thin ice
hoping to make my way across.
Take my hand, guide me there.
I couldn't let you go even if I tried.
Show me that life can be beautiful,
that pain has a prize.
May 2014 · 659
8:47 AM
nominal May 2014
I would bend myself in half and break bones
if it meant I could kiss your lips.

I would break down doors
  if it meant you were behind them,
waiting for me.

I would eat all of the foods I hate
if it meant I got to have dinner
with you.

I would watch films I despised
if it meant I got to take you
to the movies and see you smile
at your favorite parts.

I would run a marathon
if it meant you'd be at the finish line
waiting to greet me.
May 2014 · 2.4k
Rivalry
nominal May 2014
The sadness inside of me becomes crippling when I run out of things to distract myself with.
I'll push all of the horrible thoughts to the back of my mind
and escape in another world,
but sometimes that isn't enough to hold me over.
And sometimes the monsters play these horrible games inside of my head; they often make me wish I were dead.
May 2014 · 784
Wasted Youth
nominal May 2014
Slow burning and thick is the smoke in my lungs.
A death wish in the end,
a refreshment of poison that enters my bloodstream.
Youth of less than 30, 20, and even 18;
all of us are just searching for happiness and enjoyment in life,
since everything is just so ******.
Ignorance is truly bliss.
Yet my generation is acquiring negative knowledge so quickly.
All of us grew up too fast to enjoy our youths in an uncorrupted way.
Our innocence has been robbed by those older than us.
Our happy places aren't the movies, dances, or skate rinks;
they're bottles of liquid poison and capsules full of assorted chemicals which induce false emotions for a few hours.
To be ignorant and clueless is to be truly happy.
May 2014 · 310
Untitled
nominal May 2014
I need to know why the stars go unnoticed.
Help me see clearly,
although the world isn't quite clear to me.
I want to see the world and all of its beauty.
May 2014 · 454
Bottom Feeder
nominal May 2014
Lonely spaces are filled with self-temptations and anxiety.
***** secrets crawl to the deepest depths.
My skin can't shake this constant itch;
as if you've dug yourself to my bones.
My fingers twiddle and bend back searching for that ever so warming touch.
This cold skin is shedding in hopes to start brand new.
So weary, used and torn.
Who could see beauty in a tragedy as sad as me?
May 2014 · 758
Abrasive
nominal May 2014
My eyes are waves of the ocean;
my moods are just as inconsistent.
I peak and I crash, sober minded
and lost being pulled beneath the tides.
I drown in my own depths,
too far under to be saved.
Clear headed for only seconds before I lose myself to thought.
Hope is far gone before I wash up on shore.
Left cold, withered with broken bones,
and no one even knows.
May 2014 · 598
Sting
nominal May 2014
The taste of sleepless nights linger on the back of my tongue,
the ones we'd stay up to watch the sun.
The times of my life are always told to the stars when I'm alone at night,
as those sleepless nights just aren't much fun.
The feel of cold breezes took us by surprise,
yet we managed to stay warm inside.
But the cold on my own skin is unforgiving and bitter sweet.
Why not send your warmth through my head to my feet?
This dreaded heart is too cold for me.
May 2014 · 426
Dissipated
nominal May 2014
Destroying your body seems to be no big deal...
Until your bones become hollow and you've forgotten the reason for waking up in the morning.
Your bones will deteriorate
and your body and mind become strangers
and the face looking back at you in the mirror seems horrified.
You can only stop to think "Why?"
Why am I so out of touch with myself?
And your bones will turn to dust while your mind and your body are being hung to dry from all of the damage you have done.
May 2014 · 503
Erase
nominal May 2014
I took your petals and I tore them off one by one,
until you were bare.
I tried to paint your petals a different color
for my selfish reasons.
I loved you when I changed you.
I kept you close, planted you in my heart.
But I forgot to water you, I got tired of your colors,
and I strayed off
Forgetting that you were still alive,
and I killed you.
That thought will never leave my mind.

— The End —