I can feel my heart beat
in time with the pull of the curtains
and I'm pretty sure I'm not going to faint
because I've done this show six times now
and I know my lines
like they're from my favourite show
and I could do the dances
in my sleep
So why is it that
every time the lights
ts go down
I almost hit the floor
and if I drink
the worlds water
it doesn't calm my nerves
now they swim in dancing's stead
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 8:44 PM UTC
You can sing for the summer
You can write for the fall
But for the artist
Winter, she bares no fruits at all.
Who wants to read of
a grey winter day
no one remembers to read
when the sun's gone away
the poets weep
for the snow on the ground
which is about as white
as mud, tracked around
Sure the snowflakes are different
but they all look the same
and there's too many footprints
from the children's games
yes the winter for the writer
is bleak, at best
yes the winter for the artist
puts a poet to the test
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 8:41 PM UTC
And I think that your eyes
could rival the night skies
inthe language of
brilliance and starstruck
A small smile from you
makes the wait work the view
and I love
when it's pointed at me.
Because your brilliant shyness
at any attention
(that is well deserved)
is enough to make a poet stop writi
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 8:38 PM UTC
I am a shell
of a gaping hole
I cannot feel
any emotion
and I want to
I really want to
but I cannot tell anyone
I cannot tell anymore
I want to be loved
I want to be in love
but I can't imagine
anyone having the misfortune
to be
stuck
with
me
I mean why would they want to be?
anyway I have nothing to offer
I can't cook I can't clean
I cannot sympathize
I am just so alone
In a world full of people
who would love to try and understand
the vast and incomplete ramblings of my
overworked, depressed and shattered mind
that I want to just tear out of my skull with a cheese grater because why woN'T IT JUST SHUT UP
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 8:34 PM UTC
Close the door
Lock me in
I would never fight to win
I would never fight to live.
I will fight to die.
Drown me in your toxic flame
I want to feel your burn
I will run I will run
to the cavern in the valley
drink me down
to the ground
I want to taste the dirt
I will fight to die
I will fight to die
I have fought to die
Just an army shy
of the endless victory
we won, we won
taste the afterlife
We have fought to win
We have lost today
We have lost our lives.
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 8:30 PM UTC
Welcome to the end times.
Welcome to the pain.
Welcome to fires, floods and droughts.
Welcome the acid rain.
Welcome more wars.
Welcome loved one's deaths.
Welcome the fact that the radiation kills you,
even if you hold your breath.
Welcome to fighting,
up and down the streets.
Welcome to, for once in your life.
Praying for something to eat.
Welcome to the end times.
Welcome to the last act.
We're all dying anyway,
that, my love, is fact.
Welcome to your final days.
Welcome home, love.
The en'times are here.
Have you had enough?
Oct 10, 2012
Oct 10, 2012 at 11:52 PM UTC
You are not a normal girl,
No one even knows,
the things you see in the night,
haunt you ever still.
Faces of the evil things,
you see throughout the day.
Torment where you lay.
~
You are different,
That you know,
All the voices tell you so,
but it's because you don't belong,
everyone still loves your song.
They don't know it's based on truth.
Not everyone can be a sleuth.
~
If they knew what you've been through,
they would not treat you like they do.
Or are people cruel, heartless monsters?
Are you a diamond in the rough?
The only one who realizes love is not enough.
Why is everyone so mean? Why are they so cruel?
They'll be gone one day,
and so will you,
eventually,
everyone disappears into the valley of the blue.
~
Death is such a scary word,
but why is it so?
Is it human fears of the unknown?
Or surely, something more.
Is it not knowing,
what lays after those rusted onyx doors?
Or having no one join you,
that you hope never do.
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 12:49 AM UTC
Fingerless gloves and peach coloured roses.
Tell me you love me before my eye closes.
I'll always love you, no matter the cost,
Of beauty and love, we'll never be lost,
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 12:45 AM UTC
Just because I'm in your head,
believe me love, I am not dead,
I'm waiting for my chance to strike,
I'll hit you with my madness spike.
You'll want to claw out your eyes,
Your own hands are your demise.
You'll rip out your liver and tear out your lungs.
Now my fun has just begun.
You'll run red lines down your wrists,
Still think you don't need a therapist?
Pull out your hair, bite your nails.
Run your mind through all your fails.
No one else will understand,
You are the village madman,
Your confusion is the best part.
My love, you are my work of art.
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 12:44 AM UTC
Once upon a time,
In a land far away,
A day for a dime,
Is now a dollar a day.
They thought they increased,
The worth of the dollar,
Instead the released,
Every other scholar.
Without all the knowledge,
A nation will die,
Jump off of a bridge,
Water full of their lies.
It's the circle of life,
I hope you will see,
Fall under the knife,
A knife of deceit,
As it is the end,
The final roll-call,
Goodbye, to my friends.
I won't miss you at all...
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 12:44 AM UTC