Sharp tongues do damage quicker than blade could manage.
Deeply scaring the mind, which in turn takes time.
Step light little princess,
Heading advice and walking with care
So as to not attract unwanted stares,
Speak when spoken to
and give pause
to process a slogan.
Think aloud only if you are alone,
inking pride deep inside.
Pretty papers leave trails that can be followed,
leaving you to weave lies that can’t be swallowed.

Outside is Gray
Like my name
Lovely and broken
Misty and forgotten

Outside is Gray
Not spelled the same
Still hated in happiness
But loved in sorrow

I was never taught to write a love poem

From a young age I learned how to grieve
I learned how to keep myself on my feet
I learned how to wallow on perilous ground
I learned to stand up when I fell down

I was taught to smile to keep hatred away
I was taught to keep my emotions at bay
I was taught to do everything on my own
I learned to love being alone

I learned to build barriers all around
But I was never taught how to break them down
I learned that if a crush seemed to stay
I needed to to push my feelings away

I never learned to love or to give anything to you
Now I don't even know how to break through

This was for my love but I'll never show him
These strands of sorrow meant to be a love poem

I thought that shattered people couldn't be mended
That they were lost from what was real
But I learned that people don't shatter: they bleed
And bleeding people heal

Gleaming from their natural glow
They walk
Eyelashes grown from pure innocence
They speak
Lips died red from tomorrow's sun
They stand
They're strong women: they fight

Mind crafted like an artisans glass bowl
But they don't shatter
Heart flowering like a rose bush
But theres thorns
Courage like a thousand burning flames
They stand
They're strong women: they fight

Gleaming from the tinted paint
I walked
Eyelashes covered but never healed
I spoke
Lips burnt red from yesterday's sun
I stood
I am a woman: I will fight

Mind broken like a cheap glass bowl
I'm shattered
Heart wilted like a frozen winters flower
Left with thorns
Courage burnt out like a dying flame
I stood
I'm just not strong like those women

He strolled along the fractured pathway
The wind stormed in his fright
His right thumb over his left index
His mind busy for the night

Leaves of red blew in a hurry
The grass appeared red too
He fiddled with his over coat
As the restless wind blew

All the world felt icy cold
All the world looked painted red
All the world slammed their doors
And released his fear instead

He fought to keep his balance
But the universe was too much
He fell onto his bruised up knees
His legs buckled with a crunch

He kept up with the struggle
He fought through the racing tide
His mind battled through the jungle
However his body was inside

He never realized what was broken
Not the pathway or his strife
So he fought hard for a moment
But then he grabbed his knife

Icy cold spiky pain
Fear of love or loss
Live until you hurt again
Broken happy thoughts

Once was pink Then was red
Now it's black it's gone
Fear is like an infrared
And Invisible love