They left their planet
in droves did they flee
for they had left, her
their planet on her knees

To the last star ship
the glory of the fleet
her glorious name
was CYA 290412

She was a light ship
a creature that folded space
blessed was her body
she was a warship of grace

She and her captain loyal
through time would toil
to bring those they cared for
to a world worth while

So here they landed
this sweet blue world
and the children so foolish
another world they did soil

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
© 2012 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Cassie walked down the stairs and imediently ran into pyper "oh dang" she spoke nervously. almost bumping into her. "how are you doing this evening pyper?" she tried to keep her cool. "i'm good." pyper replied. "i went into your room and found your ipod." pyper handed cassie over the pink ipod. "you did?" cassie smiled. "well that was really sweet of you to go out of your way like that." cassie grinned. "what a kind person you are." she added. "yeah, i guess." pyper nodded and sighed. "got any plans for the night?" cassie asked in a friendly tone. "well i was going to go out walking for awhile." pyper sighed. "i'll be back in about a half an hour."
"perfect!" cassie grinned.
"what?" pyper asked in confusion and agravation.
"i'm just saying your perfect, i wish i looked like you. you're like an american dream." cassie lied.
"um, ok? cya around cassie." pyper sulked down the hallway. she looked very tired and sad and her hands were shaking. and she had her hands in the pocket of her leather jacket like she had been cold. "cya around pyper." cassie patted pyper on the back and smiled."
"don't touch me!" pyper snapped.
"alright." cassie backed away cautiously with her hands up.

Mahirap hanapin ang bagay na wala
Lalo na kung ito ay isa lamang bula
Bula na kung saan masaya sa una tignan
Pag iyong hnawakan maglalaho nlng sa kawalan

Para ding tao na dumaan sa buhay mo
Pilit kang pinatawa, pilit kang pinasaya
Nang buo na ang loob mo para mahalin cya
Saka naman unti unti syang nawala


Tanong mo sa sarili
San ka ngkamali
Di ba cya masaya na ngaun mahal mo na cya
Bakit cya lumayo ng panahon na gusto mo na
Para kang pinahawak sa tali at bigla nalng nya binitawan

no socks，all bets are off

I’m sorry Dad, I probably won’t be around next year.
Once I graduate I think I’m gonna be out of here.
I only say I think because I’m never really sure
where I’m going and whether I’ll endure.

© Matthew Harlovic

"what are you drawing?" Cassie asked curiously as she leaned over to try and look at Emilys notebook. emily quickly picked the notebook up and held it to her cheast. "it's private, sorry."  
"oh thats okay i understand." Cassie nodded.
"can i ask you a question emily?" Cassie questioned, a sad look in her eyes.
"yeah, sure." Emily replied nervously.
"you... don't think i'm 'weird' or 'annoying' or anything do you?" Cassie looked Emily in the eyes filling her with chills.
"oh of course not." Emily nervously lied.
"thats great." cassie grinned from ear to ear. "because i'd hate to think that, i know that my personality can be a bit much sometimes but thats just me, i'm just kinda OUT THERE." Cassie explained, her eyes wide and her hands up in the air.
"yes, you are." Emily replied, gulping.
"well, i'm going to breakfast. cya." Casssie skipped away cheerfully.
Emily took a deep breath and sighed, looking down at the picture in her notepad. it had been a picture of Cassie talking and Emily tying a noose to hang herself with.

we make ourselves intricate
to pull the other
but the closer we come
the more we unravel apart?

******* god acid *****

Reckon this is just kinda how it's gonna roll, roll down the rainy Windows outside the worm hole cafe

Every weekend gonna be big
It was so much easier to just
Hold the camera in my hands
Just my 3 sisters and me
But it's about scope
I urge and persuade
I nod and calm my nerves
To Animal Collective
Sitting in a blue lounge chair

Probably just need to get ****** pretty soon.

But I feel so, feel so
Asexual.

Backless dress, so inviting
We hum across ocean waves
What makes me special?
Does anything I do actually matter?
I turn my music up louder.

Nod. Nod. Remember remember.
I don't know
I don't know
Early 20s.
Modern day flapper
Movie maker.

I went from dedicating poetic words
To him
Nope scoot over
Him
Door shut so unexpectantly
Him
Nope. He's gone too.
Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye. Bye.
Cya.

I give away charms and gems
Like the facade of espresso I drank
It tasted so bad
But I bought a beautiful necklace
A treat a treat a treat.

Let's go.
In time.
My prince will come
I'm Cinderella at the ****** ball
But my shoes
I never lose any of them.

Dead in my head
And blood on my bed
No chance to say goodbye
**** this life
I just don't understand

*Why?

There are so many ways
to say goodbye
‘Hellos’ are but a few
there’s ‘adieu’ and ‘farewell’
just to mention one or two
‘Catch you later
…alligator’
there are much, and many more
of ‘Bye byes’
than of ‘Hi’s’
than a simple ‘Bonjour’

‘See ya’ or ‘See you’
easier said than to cleave
so, ‘So long’
won’t feel wrong
so many ways to see you leave
maybe, it’s because we depart
more often than we come
maybe, “hello” holds no meaning
after it’s said and when it’s done
goodbye could be good but hurtful
for no sorrow in hello you feel
but parting can be painful
so we say ‘Keep it real’

‘ta ta’, ‘toodeloo’
’sorry it’s me…not you’
among the funny things we say
like ‘howdy’, ‘how you?’
‘****-a-doodle-doo’
by early morning on your way
so it’s hasta la vista
see you soon, or cya later
I’d better be along.
take it easy
easy peasy
peace out and stay strong.

ink is the same color
as a certain canvas

when you look hard enough
you can almost see
the stars sprinkled in there

i want a relationship where people know of us but nothing about us

Innocence standing right in front of my eyes
Taunting me to get out of the cries
In my head, telling me to back away before it's too late
Before the hate comes rushing through, this feels so great
The pain I'm feeling is irritate, you're imitate
So stop before this breaks down, you're in a shade, I'm blazing red
I'm hot from this madness you're causing but wait look, there's a parade
Cheering me on to do what I don't want to, consultant please freaking consultate!
Look at my plate, it's emptier than a blank wooden crate
This date, this year, this month imprinted into my head.
So every time when I look at the calendar on this exact day
I remember it's the day u ******* up, not me, cya in hell mate.

I've shook hands with those hell bound
I say cya later. I know I will
Hands on fire soul as black as night
The fire inside me burning like my new home
I been through hell and back when the heat is on
I fire back, where the good ones at?
This worlds come to a fiery end I tell them that

here to go from here?

Nowhere, is my greatest fear

Old habits die hard

Even harder for the emotionally scarred



Whom should I trust?

Will I know the differenence between love and lust?

Should I find 'that man', My Dad, the one I never had

Will it make me, finally, happy? or only, feel more sad?



What does my future hold for Kristie?

from ties that bind, will I finally be set free?

Will I ever meet a man I want to let close, & show him the real me?

Will I ever find true love? will it ever happen to this assertive, scary lady?



I feel as though I am in limbo

I don't know in which direction to go

Trying not to be inpatient, taking it slow

Searching for signs, for my purpose, I do not yet, know



said goodbye to some old faces

cya to some friends I thought I could trust

spend my time visiting lots of new places

keeping my head as ERIC free as I can, JUST!



welcomed into my life, Craig, Julie and Co

I love them like my family, I want the world to know

and from out of dark despair, when I thought there was no one there

Our Love, Respect, Appreciation for one and other, gets stronger and continues to grow



They chose me as their sister, a choice some others didn't get!

They truely love me, no matter, whatever the test results said

I think of them and they of me, each and everyday

Always honest, forever true, they never push me away



So some good has come from the bad

Happier times now begin, following on from the sad

Smiles returning slowly, but surely, look carefully

Starting to feel better, finally, and less poorly, Thankfully

I've got to go before I go crazy
so peace out, I've got a ride
otherwise I'll just sit here
waiting on the next lover
she'll be the one this time
a close friend once told me
three women ago
so here I go riding that greyhound
time to get outta this *****
I've always liked southern accents
Cya later Michigan

One weekend passes,
I attend my classes,
But there's one realization,
That without hesitation,
I am a better man than I was.
A happier man than I was,
For I conquered my first,
Heart break.

Now off to party yo.
So I won't be writing
As much.

Ciaos.

Cya lovely folks around.

I'll still read so if you
Message me I'll still
Respond.

I am writing this to you
when there is 4 min left until class
so I don't have much time
To explain everything

But before that, why does a minute feel so long
I have just been wrti-
nevermind
it is now 3 minutes until I have to go to class

This class isn't anything special per say
but I still feel like I need to get away
2 min
How come the first stanza seems longer to make than this one?

Either way, I guess I will explain
For I have nothing better to do
sike
I do have something better, but it will only happen in 1 minute now

I have nothing to explain
I am just writing
Isn't that the purest form
Now that is some huge foolish wisdom that seems to be expressed evermore

Anyways, cya
I have to go to class now

I feel myself sinking today.
These positive affirmations helped yesterday
And the day before
And the day before
Not today.
Today I'm overthinking
Today I'm having to employ CYA left & right.
Today I'm reminded of my shortcomings.
Just another day, it won't matter.
It won't matter.
I tell myself it won't matter.
But it does right now.
And I can't cry today.
I can't get mad today.
Am I sad? I don't know what I am.
I guess I'm numb today.
I don't think a drink will help.
I can't find the voice to speak about it.
I don't think a break from work will suffice.
I'm numb today.
So full of complaints
Yet depleted of conflict resolution.
Is this the pressure diamonds endure ?
Is this what will strengthen me?
Is that what this is ?
Should I be thankful for this?
Optimistic about it?
I don't know.
Today is just, not the day.