Zebras have their stripes
And lions have their pride,
Bears have their strength but
Cattle wait to die.
Doesn’t anyone see it?
Every slaughter, every ****,
For in that we are united.
Going round and round,
Hardly moving
In a world of mindless entertainment.
Jerking the wheel just to make that turn,
Killing fear with thrill.
Lonely days filled with strangers
Moaning in the night,
Nothing underneath the covers,
Only leaving by daylight.
Perhaps it was warranted, but
Questions go unanswered.
Revolting sights and
Sickening sounds,
Turn your stomach upside down.
Underneath it all, the
Vanity only leads to insanity.
When humans breed infection,
X-rays “cure” the problem.
Yet the cattle breed and die.

The withering plant
of despair and loneliness
the decaying leaves
of love

The crashing waves
of untold tortured
that decays thoughts
of happiness

The smoldering flames
of love lost again
that decays the heart
in my chest

like the decaying pain
and sadness, and joy
nothing is left
my mind is numb

This cursed flower lay wilted
one embrace turns it to dust
it shatters with a single breath
it's been put through too much

When beauty turns to envy
as the flower crumbles away
with one last breath within her
will she fade away?

No one knows for certain
she's fine on the outside
but they don't know the torrent
that pulls her mind astray

these thoughts won't leave her head
they threw her out with the dead
broken thoughts that were tossed away
where beauty once roamed

now only a barren wasteland
of wilted flowers and a grey sun
where the sunlight cast looming shadows
over her head as she lays still

contemplating what would happen
if she left this lonely place
where no one cared
about this cursed flower

she dances around the thought
spinning circles in her mind
but at last, she comes to a conclusion
she will vanish from this life

The cars racing fast
Don’t notice until the crash
Stops them in their tracks

A crowd gathers fast
The whistle of a car horn
Nothing good can last

A life ended soon
Too much was lost, gone by noon
As car tires squeal

My gaze locked downward
Drawn to the floor
as I walk slowly forward
My legs heavy as steel

I wait for the light to blot out
as if a shadow has covered the sun
but when my heavy gaze looks up
all I want to do is run

but my legs feel heavy
and my breath is weak
and your gaze is sharp
ready to take a leap

I want to fight back,
but my body seems heavy
I want to stop you,
But your stance scares me

I'm scarred by the end
unable to take anymore
my body feels much lighter
now that I'm hanging above the floor

When the sky turns golden
with the colors of a setting sun
let all be beholden
before the night is done.

When the grass starts to wither
and the frost nips your nose
He bids you, "Come hither!"
or as the saying goes.

The clip-clop of hooves that trot
on a paved cobbled road
Onward you ride, but all for naught
teary-eyed, lines toed.

Racing forth to outrun disaster,
there's nothing now, not even laughter,
the darkness rains, He yells 'Faster!"
trying in vain to chase after.

The dust has settled
She's gone on ahead,
Oh how long she has battled,
with the demons in her head

When you wish upon a star
just to forget who you are,
what does that say
about this girl wasting away?

To keep you in my life
was such bitterness and strife.
I pushed you away from me
because you were close enough to see

To see the scars painted in my head
and the thought I wished would just stay dead.
And when I go to bury you
there's very little I can do.

You spark a light so dark within
maybe I should let you win.
But the light burns me from inside
And from your love, I run and hide.

I don't know why I am this way,
But please, don't go away.
I need this love, so little I've had
even if it feels so bad.

It's not your fault I feel this way
the earth wanted my mind to decay
I stay awake through the night.
wishing I could stand the light.

What would happen I took a step?
Would I burn and wither where I slept?
I want to try so desperately.
But I'm terrified of all that may be.

So take my hand and guide me there.
away from this world of despair,
This house is a fun-house of slaughter
Because they can't take care of their daughter

Nothing’s what it seems
Our dreams are turned into ash
Father’s love won’t last

Once so kind, now cruel
As he leaves us and now you
Father’s love won’t last

He leaves us to dream
About what his love could mean
Father’s love won’t last

Do you regret what you've done?
Do you even know what you did?
Do you want to just forget me?
leave me in the dirt like everyone else?

It's been awhile since I've mentioned it.
All the anger I've kept
has depleted and I just want to disappear
leave nothing of me left

Do you regret what has ahppened
when you broke my heart in pieces
I trusted you and let you in
and you threw me away like garbage

So when you see my body
hanging above the floor
will you finally see the pain
that I have endured?

All these days, alone and lonely
everything I'd done overshadowed
I worked harder than anyone in this room
but nobody seemed to care

They fawned over the populars
the ones who set the stage
they prey upon the weak of others
without even realising our pain

So when I look you in the face
do you regret what you've done?
When you see my body hanging limp
from a rope tied heaven?

Do you regret what you've done
this is my final words
this note is written just for you
to see how much you made me hurt

Never ending circles
spun inside my head
You've created a monster
the me you knew is dead

Look at what you've caused
Though I am not mad
It will always be your fault
which in itself is sad

But the words that you told me
that fateful Monday night
on the bus alone
you told me of your fright

It hurt more and more each day
as I had to watch your face
from far, far away
because I couldn't keep pace

Nothing can be undone
our fate is spun and weaved
I can tell you
it's not what I believed

I never once thought
that the world could be so kind
as to give me a happy fate
but darkness envelopes my mind

The next time that I speak to you
I will be a different person
so when you see my broken face
I hope you learned your lesson

If I could steal your love for myself
I would just keep it on a shelf
so I could look at it every day
and know that it hadn't faded away

If I could catch a glimpse of you
I don't know what I'd say or do
for when the night is cold and dark
your eyes light within me, a spark.

I'm so sorry that I never said
to those eyes that I wished to be dead
But now everything is so crystal clear
it's too late now to shed a tear

I've lost you to bittersweet pain
it's like I'm dancing in the rain
my favorite weather, my only tune
what's left of my heart, has fallen to ruin.

You've left me here, in this dark place
suffocated by your face
I'm sinking so low, amidst an ocean of black
and I don't know if I'm coming back

So please, hear me scream
please, know my dream
has never involved you
I was to blind to see what I needed to do.

I'm gone now, so don't be afraid
My suffering has been repaid
I didn't mean to leave you in the cold
but this emptiness was where my soul was sold.

Lights flickered
Danced
I screamed
my head spinning
What did it take?
You can't hurt me
You can't stop me
What remained of me?
It was finally over

I would take the world in the palm of my hand
and crush it.
I would take the weight of the world,
and my legs would not give.

I would say goodbye to the sun
and live in darkness.
I would say hello to my head
and all the horrors within it.

I would let you fall away
if only I could bear it.
I would let my mind rest
if only I knew how to stop it.

A deep resonating eerie hum
that shakes you to the core
And fades away, here today
You cannot find a cure

You waste away; like a shade
trying to do, nothing, not really anything
You stay the same, waiting to fade
You try, but you can't do everything

You're hollow inside
Nothing but a shell
I know that you,
you can't tell

I'm hollow inside,
filled and cloaked with shadow
I know deep in my mind
I wouldn't want it any other way

I can't really think now
the thoughts begin to blur
my mind begins to hollow out
until nothing's left there any more.

When the sky of haze begins to darken
and shadows are cast in the night
when street lamps are dulled, almost blackened
and the moon is covered in a haze

The fog creeps in; blots out everything like ink
all sight is abandoned; all hearing muffled
as the swirls of mist thicken; like walking through water
always pushing and pulling; dragging you under and farther

Nothing else makes sense, but the one clear thought in your head
Will you sink; or will you swim
Becuase you're in over your head again
and there's no one to save you anymore

As the fog rolls away; you're left there on the cold ground
but everything's changed or was it just a dream
you're still just standing, in the middle of your room
you have no clue; what's gotten into you?

you lay back down; close your eyes
watch the clock as time flies on by
You head is spinning; dizzy, words repeating
it makes no sense; just one clear thought in your head
Am I really alive; or am I just dead?

Come, my love
let us drift out to sea
where the storm rages on
and we're too blind to see

Come, my fear
let us be washed away
where we cannot come back
to the light of the day

Come, my anger
let it be one with me
let it overtake everything
and every memory

Come, my emotions
there's no time to waste
I'm numb to your feeling
I just want a taste

Come, my numbness
my hollow,
my empty,
my sorrow

Come, my hatred
of myself
and everyone else
and take it from me, I know

There will come a time
in your life
where these emotions
are right by your side

But when you blink
and turn to sleep
they'll be gone
like the dew
in the morn'

Save your tears for someone
who can comfort you as they fall.
Don't waste them on someone
who can't even cry for themselves.

Save your laughter for someone
who can laugh along with you.
Don't waste it on someone
who's forgotten how.

Save your bright smile for someone
who will appreciate the gesture
Don't waste it on someone
who's smile is never true

I'll give you a single piece of advice, my dear:
It would be a mistake to fall for someone
who cannot fall for you.

The sun falling down
Fire raging through the town
Nothing left but ash

Bathing green with red
Leaving nothing except ash
Blackening slowly

What was once pretty
Covered with smoldering flames
As the flames flicker

This never-ending silence beats down fabricated skies,
And twists words of hope and comfort into a writhing mass of lies.
This voice of hopeless love or obsession
Spirals down into the darkness, deep into depression.

Raise the cool metal to the sky up above
And let the worries melt away, fly like a dove.
For when the world is both cruel and kind
That single bullet serves to remind

Let tension melt away the fears
As your mind is aged beyond your years.
And like all bright things have a dark end
What was once torn, the metal shall mend.

I want to scream,
what do your words mean?
My soul's been beaten down,
I can't keep going round and round.

So I, lay my head down to rest.
Wait to take my final breath.
In my ears, the music pours
and it rains, down on me.

I, need to see, need to be
the one next to you.
I, need to live, need to set
the world on fire
my desire is not what everyone else wants to believe
Please, please, please, just set me free.

I want to bleed
need to see, the blood dripping down
I need to close my eyes
and never open them to your lies

So I, lay my soul down to rest
get the **** out of my head
I can't go round and round
with you anymore

I, need to see, need to be
the one next to you.
I, need to live, need to set
the world on fire
my desire is not what everyone else wants to believe
Please, please, please just set me free.

I'm waking up, from this nightmare
But it only gets worse
I'm sinking down into the lies
of the world.
Wake me up, to misery

I, need to see, cannot be
the one next to you
I need to die, one more time
let the fire fill my veins
my desire is not what everyone thinks it is
please, please, please just set me free.

Waiting in the silence
for the breath of cold wind
for the touch of warm hands
for the whisper of the trees

Waiting for the noise
the chirping of the birds
the croaking of the frogs
the sound of the disturbed

beauty turned sour
a hand that holds a knife
as the warm blood drips down and down
you could have saved my life

You once said I was horrid
a person with no style
too fat, too rude
but now look at me

Am I pretty now?
All skin and bones
my face covered in red, hot blood
as it drips down my ashen face

Amm I pretty now?
With styled hair
with fake nails
and make-up on

Am I pretty now
wasting away
I just wanted you to say
I was pretty

The tears returned
I don't want to stay
It's gonna be alright
Reach for the sky
Please, a moment later
a cold touch...
Don't say a word

Without my mind, I have no home
for the place I live is gone
the people living in their hatred
their lives the world surrounds

Without my mind, I have no friends
because the ones I've come to know
are ignorant of the feelings of others
otherwise, surely, they would know

The things they say, mocking tones
About mental illness, those without homes
I hate the way they target the weak
just because of how they speak

I want to live in a world
where nobody has to die
from racism and misunderstanding
or from what people say online

I want to leave this place
where people commit suicide
because others can't stop to care
about what others have to say

So with these poems, I wish to open
the eyes of people who read
this world is slowly dying
from everybody's greed

Staying up till dawn,
thought I was getting better
now I'm back at the bottom.
Don't know how I fell so far
when I was feeling that high
for the first time in ages.

I'm reaching out,
bu my had remains cold
and you remain distant.

Trapped in a house,
my only escape is gone.
There is no sanctuary here,
outside and inside is Hell.

I'm begging on the inside,
screaming without a voice
crying without tears.

Hey,

Could you save me?

Have you ever wondered
how you find love?
How to make someone
notice you?

Will it ever be enough,
to know that you worked hard?
But yet people who do nothing,
overshadow you.

When nothing you do
is ever enough for people to see
for people to tell you
good job?

When you work hard
every waking moment
until the minute you go
to sleep

Hurting yourself
in overexertion
to make them see you
for who you are

But they don't.
Is it all just wishful thinking?
That the hard workers will be noticed
that everything will be fine?

All the effort I put in...
is nothing to them
but everything to me
I just want to be accepted.

It's all just worthless
because no matter what I want
It's all just....
wishful thinking.

can anyone tell me how to love?
can anyone show me how to feel?
because from all the things I've learnt
none of it seems to be real

None has told me how to act
non one has taught me how to laugh
All the things I've been doing
were from watching, and hardly learning

memories how to act
memories how to look
don't understand any of it,
but it doesn't matter does it?

If only I was able
to understand and know
just why we act the way we do
I'd be considered normal too

So teach me how to live
my life the way i want
because without all I've never been taught
there is only mockery inside me

I'm sweating and shaking
I don't know why,
my mind is quaking,
I'm too scared to try

My chest feels tight,
my legs are weak,
Too lost to fight,
too frightened to speak.

The noise, it drowns
the voices that are near
My head, it pounds
there's a ringing in my ear

The moment passes,
when I see my friend,
"We love you,"
"You don't need to pretend"

A pressure's rising within me
Snap. That's how it'll be.

I've plotted a hundred,
thousand, no- a million ways to do it.

I've yet to act on a single one.
But oh, how I long for it.

Face-value lies are my strong suit,
it lets me hide just below the surface.

And if someone really thought to look,
they'd find me.

Sitting in the corner, face twisted
into ugly despair without tears.

The pressure is too much,
like a taught bow-string.

It needs release.
I need relief.

It'd be easy to get some,
the tools are right in front of me.

It's been a long debated scenario in my head,
I can't imagine a life where I live to be over twenty.

Everyone is starting to plan their future without me already,
so why the hell should I bother them?

Friends come and go,
It's not like I'm special in there eyes...right?

But it would leave people haunted,
and they don't deserve to be a part of my burden like that.

No matter how cruel they can be...
The only one I can bring myself to loathe is me.

These blinding lies
and dark truths
devour and conquer
the souls of the broken

These unseeing gazes
blind to the world
deaf to the pleas
oblivious to the screams

I look at them in pity
because they don't understand
Through these blinded eyes
You've never looked so bad

I stare at you
with dead and broken eyes
shattered into a million pieces
I bleed at you mend

I'm bleeding out,
staining your life with red
drowning out the white of the room
But still the broken tile mends

I look for someone, something,
to hear my cries for help
but nobody will listen
they don't hear me shout

I'm bleeding out
staining the white carpet floor
It looks like a ****** scene
but nobody's home

A note all that's left
seems so insignificant
but as they look
as they see

They know that It was written by me
They know that I've had enough
Of screaming, of seeing
Through Blinded Eyes

inside my head, a paradise lies
of broken flowers and tortured thoughts
where I lay on a grayscale painting
crumbling down as I lay waiting

How could this happen in such short time
only three years have passed
but now a heart shatters
into nothing but broken glass

What has been hidden is now seen
as I lay upon my bed
with a torrent of tears flowing down my face
can anything make it end?

I don't want to get up and face another day
as the screaming outside begins
I wait for hours it feels like
before the crying soon begins.

I slip outside of my room,
and up the stairs, I walk
I sit quietly and patiently
Not bothering to talk

The bus comes as I wait outside
in the cool morning air
where most would be freezing
but my mind is numb to it.

Headphones are used
to try to block out the noise
of a million voices talking at once
but I can hear them in my mind

"she's so fat isn't she?"
I image them saying
even though I know it isn't true
it stays with me every day

I want my life to be over with
so I can be born again
and have a better life than this one
without these thoughts inside my head

I'm sick
and tired
of this downward spiral

I'm lost
and helpless
why am I so broken

I reach
you smile
but you never fix my broken pieces

Do you...
even see me?

You've seen me at my worst...
Did you already forget
the talk we had
where I promised to put the razor down?

You never cast a second glance
but I never...
Never stopped looking for a way out.

The day of love
Ahh, can you feel it in the air?
The answer is no.
No, you can't.
Because you are single, not taken,
and nobody around you is exuding love in an aura
because that is impossible for the human race to do so.
SO no, Valentine's day is not a day of love.
It is a day of eating chocolate
and is the same as you've ever been.

Watching the tears
Roll down your face
I can't help but think
This was all a waste

Why does this happen?
Why do I care
After all
You were never there

I don’t want to hurt you
But I guess I did
Even though
I’m the one who’s broken

My face is a mask
Full of pain and despair
But obviously
You don’t know it’s there.

You scream at me
I didn’t do a thing
But yet you still stand here
Crying in front of me

I close my eyes
Feeling the wetness
Haring my hoarse voice scream
As I gaze into the mirror

My thoughts smash through my skull,
bursting forth with a stream of words
that I can neither control nor stop.
Why was I created this way?
It is still never what I want to say.
No, that is reserved for the paper in which
I spend my days hiding in.
Diving into the endless recesses of my mind
to scratch and dig and pick out
a single strand of pain that filters
through the rest of my body,
so that I can feel raw and unbridled
as I scratch ink on the paper
in a scrawl that is nearly ineligible
not even I can read it.
So instead I let my fingers
go numb from gliding across keys,
so that all may hear my scream
instead of taking that pen and inking my arm
in red, red ink.
So much ink that it passes my skin and bleeds into my veins
just to mingle with the blood
and flow back out in rejection
of all that I was, and all that I am.

I would write to you
if you would reply to me
But if they ever saw these letters
then who would I be writing to?

I write a page at a time
only ever staring blanky a few moments
and then picking up the pencil
and letting my hand glide over paper,
But who am I writing to?

Am I writing to myself
or am I writing to my fallen dreams,
my fading memories
of a time I once longed for,
but can never reach.

Am I writing to the person I wish I was?
This person is an imposter
a fake; an intruder
whose sole purpose is to let them never
see the real me.
So they only know the perfectly flawed,
but never enough to take action.

I think I write to both,
a desperate cry for someone to heal me
with their fingertips drying my tears in the night
after another bitter fight that leaves me hollow
and lets me fade away into restless sleep
as my tears leave trails on my cheeks.

Look me in the eyes
when you remember
all the good times
we shared together.

Look me in the eyes
When you lie to me
can you keep a straight face
while staring at these broken eyes of mine.

Look me in the eyes
I can't remember
the last time you
told me the truth

Look me in the eyes
I can't help but
think of the last
goodbye I said to you

Look me in the eyes
and tell me that you
don't care about me
you can't lie to me anymore

Look me in the eyes
I'll tell you something
I don't believe that you
could lie to me like that

Look me in the eyes
as I tell you
that we can't start over
Gooby forever

With blackened fingertips,
I swallow my tears.
Ink cascading with steady drips,
I jot down all my fears.

Will I be forced off the beaten path,
that I've traveled for years?
Will I still remember how to laugh,
Or will it be a memory to my ears?

The noise is white and static hums,
I cannot concentrate.
The measure of all my emotions, like drums
I bash them down with hate.

I do not think you understand,
how toxic you've become.
Dangling above the land,
from here I have been strung.

A broken puppet on display,
With a chipped porcelain face.
Cut me down, and here I'll lay,
With shaking hands I trace.

I trace the walls of this home,
filled with longing and desire.
I'm broken, yet I still will roam,
'Till my mind burns in this fire.

There is a delicate innocence
in a young season.
One where they are just beginning
untainted by the coming days and the rush
of all the things that must change.
Unburdened by the falling leaves, or the growth of flowers
or the fall of snow on a winter evening.

But as the seasons age, they lose that innocence.
Leaves no longer bear the vibrant colors of Autumn.
Spring no longer grows such beautiful flowers,
whose petals are so soft
like silk, or a lover's touch.
Winter brings forth harsh blizzards and ice that forces
everyone into hiding
as they wait out just one of many winter storms.
Summer brings forth days too hot to do anything,
drought and sunburn, heatstroke and general uncomfortableness.

As the seasons die, they give birth to the next season,
innocence born anew in a never-ending cycle
of naivety, then suffering, then the long waited for relief.
A season never stays, and you cannot follow it.
But at the same time, you know
that it will always come back to you in the end.

Seasons are much like humans, no?
We are born so delicate, full of an untainted fragility
that people swoon over
wanting for that innocence to never fade.
But as we grow, that innocence turns to
bitterness, greed, anxiety, and the wish
for the next season to come along and save them from this
the boring, monotonous day that never ends.
And as we grow even older, acceptance rolls around
and we begin to regret the things we never did in life.
But for some of us, the season ends far too soon.
and unlike the seasons, we can never come back.

All these memories are full;
weighted down by iron bars
that lock and trap.
wrapping chains around me,
but I let them.

Too wild to be tamed,
Too alone to be sane,
but you looked at me
and you smiled-
oh god, you smiled.

Too scared of trying,
not understanding the meaning of family
until you took my hand
and I know what you're doing,
but by some miracle-
by some twisted miracle,
I let you.

You weigh me down now,
long after you're gone.
These chains never rust,
they never loosen.

I let myself be captured by your love.
And I'm still not sure if I regret it or not,
but you taught me how to feel.
And sometimes I wish you hadn't,
because these feeling that are inside me
are far from the malleable, soft thing that I've become.
Far from the person you turned me into.

They are sharp edges
and strong, unyielding walls.
They plunge me into a current
and I don't know how to swim.
So I take it all, floating along
without your guidance.

You taught me these things-
and then you left before you were done.
You've left me to smooth out the edges on my own
but you never taught me how.

They tell you to be yourself
but hate it when you do
so instead you put on a mask
so fake, at least to you

They don't notice
or they don't care
they like this fake you
So that's the way it goes

On days you're tired
it doesn't show
when you're in pain
they don't know

they think you're perfect
they think your strong
but when you're not
you just play along

Until one day
your mask crumbles and breaks
the shouts and yells of anger
drive you to the edge

to late to pick up the pieces
they're pleas turn desperate now
because as they look up at you
you're falling, falling, down.

You are my ghostly apparition in the night,
appearing when I close my eyes.
I don't know if I'm dreaming,
or if this is the cold, hard reality.
I'm sorry-
I can't finish that sentence,
I need to say it. I need to-
Deep breaths.
One...Two...Three
I'm sorry that you feel the need to be with me.
There. I said it.
I am sorry that you are watching over me.
I am sorry.
I need to tell you something.
Are you here?
I can't feel you anymore.
Please, have you left me alone?
I'm grateful, I truly am.
But you need to go now.
I don't need to be watched over any longer,
your job is done.
I-
No, I can't say it.
Oh, Vengeful Spirit,
apparatus of my despair.
I-
I love you, but you don't belong here-
with me.
I don't know who you are,
but I ask of you-
No, I'm begging you,
Let me go.

What is hatred
if not a feeling so strong it
rips apart the seams of love?

What is love
if not a feeling so strong
it can mend the broken pieces of a heart?

What am I
if not a girl with a dream
too large for her skull?

Light up the darkness
in your eyes.
Make it shine with a million
fireflies.
don't let me rule you,
because you rule yourself.
I don't want to be the reason you drown.

wake us up when it's over
and the sun is overhead.
wake us up when the night sky
is going to bed.
So the thoughts don't creep back in,
and the world is left again
in an ocean of warmth and light.

Don't let us see inside
the fire.
don't let us hear your
screams of torture.
don't let us hear that you
been wishing to yourself
that you were already dead.

A single touch may break me
but still I follow the light,
creeping from the dark
as if my soul could not
be shattered.

I followed,
but never could quite grasp
such a sacred thing.

As the tide rolls in
It washes away
The hope and the doubt
To let you waste away

Why do they love
The ocean like they do
When it crashes and pills you in
When you never had a clue

When life becomes meaningless
Nothing but desperation
For air or love, i dont know
Because your drowning in sorrow

When everything is left
Too much is left unsaid
It drags you down Below
Trapped in thoughts you  don't know

Across the shore
There are many more
Like you  and me
We just want to be seen

We want to be heard
With anguished cries for help
When nobody will save us
When we  are left....to drown

I'm sorry
falls on deaf ears
I love you
is caught by the wind

torn away from me
are the thoughts in my head
as they spin rapidly before my as
tell me, am I dead?

for when I wake, all I see is black
I heard nothing, but now a laugh
** is there? Can anybody answer
or am I left here, afraid

I heard 'I Love you'
My love is that you?
What have you done to me
where are you now?

You haunt my waking moments
and comfort me in dreams
but when the evening comes again
nothing is what it seems

You are my nightmare
you are my ghost
you are my tortures,
my untitled love.