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Dec 2014 · 222
Desisions
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
desisions desisions
Insisions insisions
Dec 2014 · 377
Miss Popularity
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
Boys flock to her dark lashes and painted cheeks
They want a taste of her cherry red lips
To run their hands through her soft chocolate hair
They want access to the buttons on her clothing
Wrapping around her perfect curves no longer

She wants only the kindness that comes with lust.
Only the fake smiles following her jokes.
Kisses are nice.
Friends are better.

But the again.how would she know?
never had any of those.
always got a boyfriend.
Never had a real friend.

Telling people how she feels
Has never helped.
"look at all the people that surround you"
there are no eyes meeting hers.
they aim towards her hips and torso.
her lips.
these are my friends?

she wonders if anybody enjoys her company
Dec 2014 · 277
Im Sorry
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
Listening to her sob
Is like listening to a hammer
Pounding away at my heart
The peices settel in my stomach
As heavy as iron.

I cant imagine why
She would put her pain before mine
I would do anything to help her.
But i cant do what she wants.

The salt stains on her pillow
Her clothes
And her hands
Are all my fault.
Dec 2014 · 595
Mirror Image
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
Words form rocks in my throat
And drop to my stomach.
Her sobs become mine.
The tears on her face
Become the tears on my pillow
Smothered in the unaccompanied darkness of night
Dec 2014 · 37.0k
Beautiful Pollution
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
through the glass
this is so pretty.
is this the future?
its stretching in every direction.
"where is the car in front of me" is a good question
flurries cloud her vision
swirling and streaming through the air
its not snowing
but the dust is undoubtedly there
my eyes are wide
focused on the sky above
never have i seen such blazing color
scorching the night sky
When i was driving home in a very polluted area of town the streetlights made the ground glow,and the skyscrapers where going through the (surprisingly) low clouds
no longer where the clouds shone through by the sun.
they gleamed florescent.
Dec 2014 · 2.5k
Where did our love go?
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
If this is love
i dont want it.
long silences and light insults
bear no fun for me

where have we gone?

once so sweet.
i remember you described me as innocent
now i am anything but

where did i go?

you were so kind
your heart glew with passion
your eyes were bright.
happy.
now they are dark
they shine only with lust and jealousy

where did you go?
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i believe we are coming to an end
i remember bursting into joy upon your arrival
now i’m wary or your moods
there is no telling which i do not like
your arrival
or your departure
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Are we happy?
is this love?
do we want this?
what are we together for?
--------
you said it yourself.
this relationship is stress and trouble
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i used to make you happy
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on phonecalls
we would stay up all night
laughing and whispering

now your texts
are almost
-nonexistent-

where did the conversation go?
About none in particular. just an idea i had in my mind.
Dec 2014 · 760
One of us will go too far
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
A fish in a river he is.
A bear in the wild they run.
Wouns he inflicts on himself
Drawing blood
The scent draws them
Their pupils dialate
see the dark demons residing in the enchanting mask of the iris.
Wild, with rabid laughter they tease.
Seeing how far they can push a life.
Embarrased and humiliated he goes home
Carving knives in hand.
Dec 2014 · 237
The Cycle
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
Such hipocracy i see in my own situation.
I have created my own putrid cycle
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
Through his own abstraction he creates the tunnels
They bear the harassment as well
For that is a thing that haunts.
His friends.
they tower over the noise
For all the lust in their eyes they must not lay a finger
For pain
Is no game
And he sees that to the truest extent.
Through broken bones he has suffered
And not a false word he has muttered
now tell me.
who has won?
The basic gist of this is that this kid,isbullied through his life,so he ccreate imaginary friends who protect him,they try to hurt the bullies but he won't let them.
He doesn't want them to experience the same pain as himself.
Dec 2014 · 1.6k
Abstraction
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
The friends he has are wonderful and magestic to the fullest

He creates them

Coming to life in his own reality
He creates abstraction.
Dec 2014 · 29.1k
Yellow
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
Favorite color yellow.
Yellow means healing.
Broken veins
Not all caused by "bumps" into now bent lockers
Dec 2014 · 581
The Tides
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
The leader of school rooms
The master of essays
Eats in the bathrooms


Keeps his head down in the hallways
They laugh and they stare
They point and compare
Dec 2014 · 368
Tainted Glass
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
im afraid that i've become sour.
im looking for the bad in people.
i am no longer looking for the best.
there is no more benifit of the doubt.
i dont believe you.
i dont trust you.
the is always a catch behind your kindness
there is always a sneer hidden in your smile.
perhaps it is a loss of trust
in myself
in you
in humanity
are we really so selfish?
or am i seeing through tainted glass?
Dec 2014 · 324
Anger
Greyson Fay Dec 2014
the anger that consumes them causes their eyes to go white
blind
they lash out
at who?
they dont know.
you    me   everybody
themselves.
they cant hear anything but your words echoing thrpugh their heads
they yell so that you can hear them.
will you listen?
do they want you to listen?
somethimes all they want is to speak
to feel the power of their speech.

"the world is so wrong.
and you need to know why."

— The End —