Two separate pillars
        full of love and hate
Making their way down the gradual *****
        fast, but not fast enough

Falling silent as silhouettes
Each one dances to its own song,
        a greater purpose with each to serve
An unspoken lullaby

These pillars of thought
        streak down my face
A remedy of memory long forgotten
Painted, in new colors

A melody of its own
If only I held the power of composition,
       if only that I had known
But if it's a story you're looking for,
Then I ask you not to inquire again.
        Not again.        Nevermore.

On my 20th birthday
I checked myself out,
And into a hospital.

Little did I know
Nor could let show,
A girl so hidden and lonely.

Moving like a zombie from place to place
Walking a routine path, but never moving forward.

Wanderlust.
Wanderlost.
Where exactly am I going?

A blink of words
That can't be said
Or even be written
She is poem of thousand words


She is fierce and gentle
All at once
She's a song
An unending song


She is a sparkle
She is a shine
She is the only thing
That i want to call mine

She is my everyday
And an everynight
She is every morning
And an every twilight


She is all i know
She is all i see
She is a sweet melody
She is an  unmatching rhythm

Through thought, through mind
We leave this average world behind

Leave behind common sense
To take a chance and leap
All you need is a mind of openness
To bound through realms for you to keep

Stuck in a world full of duller minds
We're surrounded by those who will never understand
Inward we turn for adventure to find
For we have but one chance to escape this land

I escape to a place beyond compare
A place only I see beautifully
A sunkissed ocean I will only share
With he who makes sense of my poetry

Until then, I wait to change my fate
Like those who came before me
Hoping to find, and leave behind
The person I'm expected to be

Cuts so deep
I run me through
What am I supposed to do

The enemy of my own creation
This depression is a tireless hell
My greatest secret born in devastation
One many bare but dare not tell

The physical cuts are only skin deep
To those who live this wretched life
A window to the war raging within
Remain on the outside in lonely strife

We lie and put on a face
Unwilling to show the mess below
I know not how to share my case
With the people who love me so

So the battle rages within
The hands cut deep, the memories bleed
And I am alone.