There's a human in me,
I assure you.
She's just not easy to find.
Somewhere, hidden in all the rubble,
of people she tried to be.
Wearing a thousand masks,
One under the other.
Groaning under the weight of
all the pretense she's carrying.
The strength, the courage, the happiness,
Everything that isn't hers.
Trying to take the off,
so she can finally see herself.
But there's too much.
Hoping that she can hold on for a month, a week, a day...
Hoping that hope is enough...
There's a human inside me,
I assure you.
She's just not easy to find.
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 12:06 PM UTC
Hello, just wanted to tell everyone that I'm sorry I haven't written anything in quite some time, I've been pretty busy and just... tired. Hopefully, that will improve now... And to those of you who messaged me, thanks for paying attention, I hope this satisfies...
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC
These words, these lovely words,
they frustrate me.
I'm trying to hold them back,
break them, crack them, shatter them...
Why are they so beautiful?
Why do the cracks not destroy them?
Because I promise,
there is nothing beautiful about this.
Nothing beautiful about the void inside me,
this void that ***** everything in.
It's ugly, hideous, animal.
No life, no heart, no soul.
These words, these lovely ones,
they are a lie, a disguise.
Please, do not let them fool you.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 11:47 AM UTC
They'd look at my broken face,
cracked with sorrow, torn with anger,
Look at it, and tell me to smile.
Someday, I'd be a star to many,
a shining light, beautiful, graceful,
In the dark, dark sky.
I'd smile, willing the cracks to disappear,
Turning them around, so they're in my heart,
Hidden from sight and sympathy.
One star in billions, in the dark, dark sky.
Twinkling forever, graceful, beautiful.
I, I will be furious and blinding,
Powerful and fiery.
Not a star,
But a sun.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 11:14 AM UTC
Even millions of years after a star crashes into oblivion,
It's light will shine far away.
Flowing, spreading, glistening on moons,
Its light will travel far.
Running, unstoppable, until it touches the edge of forever.
Weary, complete, fulfilled, it leaves...
I'm a human, made of stardust, burning inside.
Perhaps I'll shine too.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 10:44 AM UTC
I guess there is that
kind of beauty
in this world;
when the flawed
and broken shards
are picked up
and pieced together.
Though it sometimes
require bleeding cuts
and punctured hands..
..it's all worth it.
Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 12:43 AM UTC
Humans are made of darkness,
heavy strokes on bright light.
Beautiful, like a promise
Of shade or of shadow
In blinding radiance.
We are art, ever changing.
But remember,
Never banish the light,
Never vanquish all darkness,
Without one there is no other.
Without one,
You disappear.
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 1:17 PM UTC
I'm almost underground,
Gasping, struggling to move..
They've buried me.
Covered me in what they think is true,
Little things about me they've assumed..
And hidden almost all that's real.
I'm fighting.
Struggling, kicking out.
But there's nothing to hold on to.
And I'm almost underground.
I'll climb out.
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 12:09 PM UTC
Can't you see?
Can't you see that I want to?
I want to sing, talk, show you my thoughts?
My thoughts, crowded in my head,
flowing, spilling down,
Down to my mouth, longing to be told to the world...
But the world has swept them away so often that I'm afraid..
I'm afraid that you'll sweep them away too....
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
My thoughts are broken,
shattered, crumbling into intricate spiderwebs
that stretch out forever..
Too delicate for my crude hands, my crude self.
So I hide them,
Hide them in the crevices of my soul, and weep.
Weep, because I can never make
Anything perfect, whole...
But maybe, just maybe...perhaps...
What's broken can be beautiful too.
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC