Clothes drenched in cold sweats,
Breath heavy with smog,
Heart pounding in ear drums,
Footsteps growing louder,
Cars whirring by,
Stomach tied into queasy knots...
This is it
The time is now-
While the wounds are still fresh.
Lean against the guard rail
As all bad memories play on repeat;
There is nothing to be saved.
The whispers urge the inevitable....
Clothes dripping from cold sweats,
Lungs blackened from smog,
Heart rate skyrocketing,
Two steps up onto the guard rail,
Passing cars turn a blind eye,
Stomach a flutter...
Goodbye
Release the fingers that hold
Onto the fine line of reality.
The cold wind fools the mind
As adrenaline pumps through the veins;
A perfect instant in time.
It was the best possible way....
Clothes dried by the wind,
Breathe in a new life,
Heart skips a few beats,
No more walking in circles,
Cars slam on brakes,
Stomach finally at peace....
Hello
Oct 10, 2014
Oct 10, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
I am hated.
Have been hated
All of my life.
People sneered,
Laughed,
Whispered,
Frowned,
Glared,
Teased.
Why?
Because I am
Slender.
Because I am
Blonde.
Because I am
Blue eyed.
Because I am
Middle class.
Because I am
White.
Because I am
"Perfect".
But I'm not.
I am no more
Perfect in the eyes
Of this wretched
Society than you
Or anyone else.
Blaming those
Different than
You is cruel,
Even if it is
Out of jealousy.
Jealousy
Ruins,
Breaks,
Destroys.
I have
Never
Said a hurtful
Word towards
Anyone's appearance
Or social status.
Why do so to
Me?
This is the other side
Of oppression.
Of racism.
Of elitism.
Think
Before you
Speak.
My life is not
"Perfect".
Don't bring me
Down
Because you think I'm
Up.
Why hate someone
Because they are what
Society deems
"Acceptable"?
We as a whole
SURPASS
"Acceptable".
There is infinite
Beauty
In each one of our
Differences.
Forget about those
Paper thin
"Models"
Who model nothing
But low self esteem.
It is time to be
Be your own model;
A model for
Generations
To come.
If you take anything
From this
Feverishly construed
Poem, let it be this:
Do not
Assume
One party has it
Easier
Than
You.
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 10:31 PM UTC
Stuck.
You're stuck.
So that must mean I am too.
I don't want to be stuck.
My love for you grows
More and more each day.
But I can never stay stuck.
Stuck.
I was stuck.
Long before I met you.
I didn't want to be stuck then,
And I don't now.
Trapped within a
Disgustingly thick, slimy stuck
I worked my way deep in to find
Nothing but more unruly muck.
Stuck.
I'm only halfway stuck.
But you're all the way stuck.
I'm not going back in.
I'll suffocate again,
Lose myself and become
The demon that attaches to
My weakening soul like
The grotesque parasite it is.
You can stay stuck all you want
But you'll never find me down there
While you wallow around in your
Muddled conceptions of yourself.
Stuck.
Yeah, right.
But I'll be here
At the edge of the muck
Waiting to help you out
When you get unstuck.
Jul 30, 2014
Jul 30, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
I just want to feel something inside,
I need you to look into my eyes,
I'm so sick of pointless sparks,
I want a flame inside my heart.
Feb 16, 2014
Feb 16, 2014 at 10:27 PM UTC
I have died time and time again
Just trying to escape
These four walls that have
Trapped me.
Abused me.
Mocked me.
Ignored me.
The beds of my nails are
Crusted with crimson
From the endless
Scratching.
Biting.
Fighting.
Igniting.
I cannot bear it
I will not bear it
Yet I am still here
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid.
Stupid.
I hear them calling,
Calling out names
Names I do not remember
Or speak of.
Or know of.
Or hear of.
Or fear of.
The time has come for
A change in scenery
And perhaps company; if only
Wall 1
Wall 2
Wall 3
Wall 4
Were not in the way.
But they are so
Here I stay.
~~~
Writhing in agony
I sit here in utter
Silence.
Screaming out words
That no one hears
Just to let them out
Because I cannot hold them in
Any longer.
You will not see me anymore;
I am leaving this world.
I don't care if I have to break
Every
Bone
In
My
Body,
I am getting out.
You hear that?
I AM GETTING OUT.
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 4:00 AM UTC
Eggnog,
Holly,
Presents,
Lights,
Cocoa,
Food,
Figurines,
And even
An indoor tree.
Oh yay.
More sweaters.
Oh yay.
More tangible things.
Oh yay.
I'm alone for yet another holiday.
Merry Christmas Everyone.
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 2:41 AM UTC
I have come to the conclusion
That all of life is merely an illusion.
Time is nothing more than relative
And love is ridiculously sensitive.
We astonishingly keep in tact
By sudden moments of impact.
These moments, as glee as they may be
Never last for long, especially for me.
They pass by with a shimmer and a wink
And when they're gone I do nothing but drink.
But nothing is sadder as when I am twisted
Because that moment is gone; I missed it.
I do not hate myself though
Because it's impossible to feel low.
When I am high as a kite
Just thinking about tonight.
And how I came to the conclusion
That all of life is merely an illusion.
Happiness is a gift;
Do not let it drift.
For not everyone is able
To feel an emotion so stable.
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
Today is the day I forget yesterday's pains
My soul will no longer be bound
Like a weary slave's chains....
Tomorrow is the day I remember today
In high hopes that all my problems
Will have just melted away....
It's complicated really,
But one must see
Each day is meant to be forgotten
So don't be surprised
When I forget who you may be...
Nov 3, 2013
Nov 3, 2013 at 10:02 PM UTC