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Lollipop girl
Simple, little, sugar cane doll
No one could say you did wrong
But in the bonds of your heart
You know that sugar molds.
©Oleander Micheal Osiris copyright 2017
Completely unable
to run and hide
from his creative ideas
thumping inside his searing brain

After all
he is transparent
to his "incurably depraved" mind

His shattered thoughts
like that of a broken mirror


in the corner
of his dusty writing room

His confidence,
frail as a new spring flower taking bud
Burdened with guilty thoughts
and the darkest of dreams

His brain scorched
with long forgotten sins

His whiskey bottle screaming for relief

A bitter rage
burns deep within him
Pounding at his brain

like a madman on steroids

He is paralyzed
by his own fear of rejection

Longing to be set free from
his self-imposed poetic chains

to clear his mind
from constant "sordid thoughts"

A clean slate,
his conscience intact
would be greatly appreciated

Voices whisper to him
in his most somber hours

The melodic whispers
twisting his illusion of reality

Unnatural words roll off his tongue

He screams
“They’re scribbling on my paper”

Coming apart at the seams
While his meaningless
characters taunt him

Contorted, distorted and twisted

Swinging his pen wildly above his head

As he counts
his sixty-three hidden scars
one at a time

Specifically naming each one
From the tattered thesaurus
resting on the edge of his desk
Dented and newly used
my heart is set on cruise
Never gonna give up
because I refuse

My heart may be breaking
but it is not the end
Dealer count me back in
I am on the mend
I am on a comeback

I am done being afraid
I am done being saved
Do not need another setback
I am on a comeback

I believe in who I am
I'm better than I have been
I am not down and out
I have only just began

Thank you HP and fellow poets for this great honor!!! Sorry I am so late to the party but my 8 yr old boy hijacked my phone from me.
Dedicated to some HP poets out there who have recently made a comeback.  Also when writing this I had another thought we have all had our heart broke (myself included) so I was writing with this thought in mind too because we all have made a comeback at some point in our lives.
  Aug 2016 Oleander Micheal Osiris
I just want to put out a little message for everyone who is struggling right now:
You are not worthless. You're not. Even if people are leaving you and you feel alone, you still have friends and family in your life who would care if you disappeared. You may feel like no one would even blink an eye if you were just gone, but you'd be surprised by how big of an impact it can really make. It's like tossing a pebble into a pond. The ripples spread all the way across the surface.
Don't give up on love. Don't give up on friendship. Don't give up on life. There is always hope if you search for it. There is always someone in your life who holds you close to their heart, even if you don't know it.
Keep living, and don't give up now.
O Criminal
This deceit you leak reeks
Of sour lemons and urination.

O Criminal
This pride you flood smells
Of blueberries and broken dreams

O Criminal
These miracles you bring leave a miasma
Of grape Faygo and suffering souls

O Criminal
The peace I bring leaves an aroma
Of blue raspberry popsicles and lonely depression
This is a poem I wrote from Terezi's view in homestuck. Even if you're not a homestuck fan, I hope you still enjoy!
The reason its so hard to date me is because I'm broken. I mean mentally. I will wake up at 3am and start to try. Sometimes I will sit there for hours complaining about what's wrong with me and life while other days I'll push my self away and not say a word about why I am crying. You are introduced to this strong powerful girl then end up meeting someone who's been torn down and ripped apart. You will learn things about me that will hurt you, it will hurt to listen, and to know that I've gone through something like that. Then I relapse, I could be really happy one day then so depressed the next that I wont want to move or eat or speak it could last for a day or for a month. The reason it is so hard hard to date me is because its hard to keep up with me. To know that I am just a girl who's been made into nothing. Its too hard to handle my tears, my cuts, scars, bruises, past, anxiety attacks, depression, and heart so they leave or I leave because I notice the light in their eyes and smile slowly start to die. Its hard to be with me because while I destroy my self I won't notice that I am destroying you too. Because I apologize for everything. Because I am afraid of everything. Because im ****** up and you can not fix something as broken as me.
You make me feel the most insecure but you also make me feel beautiful. Every word that comes out of your mouth is like the rain, a beautiful catastrophe. Some days I can completely disappear listening to you and other days the thunder comes off to loud. You make me realize the truth in life. That you don't always get what you deserve. I remember you told me that beauty is pain but you hurt me in the most ugly way. I cant listen to the rain drops hit my window sill without thinking of you.   The tears roll down my face and onto the floor of my bedroom where we once laid talking endlessly of what we wanted to be. Some nights I can hear your voice in the pitter patter of each and every rain drop.  I have a drawer full of pictures of you of us and all our letters I thought we were in love but you used me you were there and then you were gone as fast as a storm cloud passing but somewhere in between the rain and the Thunder there must have been a tornado because you tore down all my walls you said that I gave you nothing but in the end you left with everything that I had
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