Like a highly active volcano
I feel I will burst
No one knows it but me
I hide behind a poker face
It hurts being so tumultuous,
being vulnerable to my emotions
But I am much too prideful,
so I keep it to myself
All it takes is for one thing to go wrong,
like the shifting of tectonic plates
For the mind quake and emotional tsunami
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 8:50 PM UTC
How I wish life were like a zen garden
All my problems raked away
Everyday spent surrounded by pretty rocks
Simplicity is king
Nothing is disorganized, not a single facet of my life
Living life like the sand falling through my fingers
Easy and effortless
Jan 27, 2020
Jan 27, 2020 at 9:54 AM UTC
I’m so angry
I’m so sad
I wanna punch faces
I wanna weep
Give me a knife
I’ll slash everything in sight
But nothing will stop the tears from flowing
Jan 25, 2020
Jan 25, 2020 at 2:40 PM UTC
I don’t have work
I don’t have school
I have no books to check in or out
Yet still,
you get to sit around
Look at me,
my swollen black circles
under my lifeless eyes
I’m so tired
I see the shy little nerd stacking books again
“Yeah.”(chuckle)
She’s my kryptonite now
Who knew leather books could be so comfy to lay one’s head?
Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
I don't want to be with the ΉЦMΛП ones
I don't want to participate in their sick games
˜”°•.˜”°•♒︎◆︎❍︎♋︎■︎///•°”˜.•°”˜
They put my body in a new light
Pinned down, legs and arms sticking out
My chest rising like a storm's wave
The pointy instruments jabbed in my direction
Who did these cretins think they were?
Then you should imagine how I felt
When I discovered through torn tissue and sharp rule
What the humans really desired from me
"We want your blood, organs, and much more."
"We want to see what you have back home."
ΉӨMΣ? They repeated the word more than enough,
a foreign tongue and culture, I had trouble understanding
My uniquely pristine terrain was ΉӨMΣ
My business was not extended to these cruel organisms
My body was not open to these merciless cuts
My fluid...
•._.••´¯''•.¸¸.•'
I am dizzy
but for now they are gone,
No more agony
I look around me finally
Lifeless white, lifeless shine
my liquids on the floor,
No soul
Back in my world,
One could not compare
the lack of luster behind these walls
to our fresh, fragrant colored happiness
I did not take in pride
as much as I did in these moments
My liquid- blood as they called it
was ironically the most beautiful thing in that cursed room
A splash of amber on haunting floors
I wonder if ΉЦMΛПƧ bled like us?
Why must I be thinking like this?
I already decided how I felt about these beings
They were no good
They captured me
Trapped me
Pried me
Taunted me
But I reminded myself that my species wasn't all good
As much as I am justified in my anger
Perhaps there's good ΉЦMΛПƧ too?
Another thing picked away at me,
really got under my skin
They clearly thought they were above me
At least in the sense that I was mere entertainment for them
Like a budding flower to be stripped away
They considered themselves superior
Over my home and species
They've given me a little name
Taking it to heart even, playfully
I am sincerely asking,
what does ΛLIΣN mean?
Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 8:00 AM UTC
Something else,
Could be so much fun
When you are not around
When someone new,
Can not adjust
when you are always nearby
I became someone new,
what do I do?
Why must you insist
I resist,
When you know I'm not that shy...
Don't make me pull my hair out
trying to make you out,
You don't want to see my entropy...
Jun 22, 2019
Jun 22, 2019 at 6:04 AM UTC
There's a girl on the street
Who walks with a different tune every other week
Everytime her eyes are sought under her thick raven bangs
Your guess is as good as mine, what filled those depths of pine
Pure ecstasy bleeding through
Lifeless clouds of avolition
Piercing daggers of ice ire
Her heart beats just like yours,
Her tears flow like ours
Her laughs crack like a long lost sister's
Yet above all, she is solely Miss cellaneous, and will always be to those who see only her eyes
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 1:51 AM UTC
Minutes, hours, weeks
A broken leaf in the wind
It doesn't want to see beyond the cloud
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 12:32 AM UTC
Look at where I've at, lying in the overgrowth
My arms lean against the wind that pounds them
Sun's light never leaving the sky, so my blossoms can still bloom
If you take me to the edge, I'll keep within
Even if it pulls me farther in
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 4:26 PM UTC
Brushing the hour of dawn
Bare legs exposed to cold air
Tripping on a weathered brick
Skin raptured and red seeping
"Oh! How convenient idiocy was.
Sometimes it got you before you even could."
Only the little thing would know
The way her golden eyes watched on
as the clown wobbled in, one hand stretched out over it's own mess
No one got it quite like her
'One fascinating creature pretending to be whole, paying no heed to the cracks'
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 8:52 PM UTC