You scream what you know
They want to hear
But I know your whispering
Something else..
Help

Throw your hands up
So they see surrender
Written on your palms
But I know you have a message
On the other side..
Help

A knife. Cold on your wrist.
Crossing out the words
But I know your hoping they'll
Pick though the fragments left behind..
Help me

I'm five blocks
Stacked inside a hole
Pick me a part, block by block
Just don't go looking for a soul

I'm discarded paper
Secrets torn apart
So they could hide
Safely in my heart

I'm bullets in a gun
Crashing headfirst into everything
Tearing through myself
With just a dying sting

I am empty air
I am what they never see
I am, simply, me

I can still see those eyes
Pleading, that voice cries:
"Hold your tongue, hold your lies!"

I was banned
From words
From holding your hand

I can still see those lips
Falling, a smile slips
Then that voice that whips

I can stare
Forever, but I'll see nothing there
Only silence claims the air

She's always looking past the glass,
into the vacant skies
brimmed with thunder clouds.
So feverish for beauty she can't avow,
and sick with all the lies.

He's never palpable,
a ghost at the table
poisoning his lovers and their wine.
Slithering up the puppet strings,
like a snake on a vine.

She spends days in the grim,
dancing in ballet shoes
on top of broken boards...
For him.

If he smiled just like you
If he only had a clue
Maybe I could love him too

Haven't said a word
But I've listened to it all
You were the only one I heard

If I'd said something not smothered in a code
If my eyes didn't drown themselves in you
My insides might explode

I can only hope that
Maybe if you knew
You could love me too

If I told you
That I was empty,
Would you fill me up?
If I told you I forgot how to see,
Would you be my memory?

If I told you
That I shattered,
Would you show me the shard that mattered?
If I told you I lost my words,
Would you find them tucked between my lips?

If I was in love with you,
Would you love me too?
Oh, if only I told you...

If love is like the wind,
Does it whip my hair
In front of my eyes,
Blinding me?
Or does it knock me
Down?

If love is like being drunk
Will it leave me
Searching for a foggy memory,
A distant mystery
That haunts me with a headache?

If we can't last the night
Promise our explosion will be bright
Promise we can take their sight

They're a slave
To this agony
We're losing the brave

If we can't last the night
Promise we'll do one last deed that's right
Promise we'll take flight

They're a fire
In their righteousness
We're losing oxygen, beginning to tire

If we last the night,
If there is another day we can see,
Promise you'll **** me

There in the dawn
Was a breath of wind
That fanned across my heart.
And I ached then -as I do now-
To know those words again.
So they could see my ocean of water nymphs
And my sky of flitting fairies.
So they could see the world
I imagine.

Codes inside my eyelids
Telling me
Exactly what to see
Friends are enemies
Love is hate

Woven finger tips
I feel
The threads they've sown,
I have the cards they deal

Everything I do is disconnected and
Never mine.
It's very simple:
I am a monster by design.

I think love
Is perfect

I think love
Is a beautiful thought
Of a perfect world
Where nobody fought

I think love
Would be easier
If we were blind

You think love is a potion in a bottle.
It's a bullet in the barrel.

Why break your heart,
when you could break everything in the shadow of a cliff.

You think love is the thread of a tapestry.
It's a knot in the rope.

Why fall in love with perfection,
when you could just put a gun to your head?

Mist
Rolling in and over
Hidden stories
Keep me up until
I lose one day and the next

Laughter
Ringing, singing, pinging
Around in circles in my mind
Under my eyes

Maniac
Staring into the static
White noise, falling from my mouth
Tapping, breathing, clicking.
Collected life in three's
Patterns, turning, spinning in a kaleidoscope
Just a soul, fingers, a bottle dripping ink

I've climbed these hills
With sorrow in my heart
But -oh! What wild thrills
That soon I reach the top
Still there lie another after
And never will it stop
How agony is bliss
When with you
Our love a simple kiss

You've thrown the petals in the breeze
Now watch them flutter
And float on the seas

Here them crying
As they drown,
As they're dying

And know -always know-
You were not alone,
We all have let them go

He fills the dry places
And brings the blooms anew
She is the air
Slipping in and out of you
To see what your heart holds true
The burning flame that jumps from soul to soul

He falls like a tear
Quiet
He falls like rain
Wild, graceful
She doused the pain
Like a smile, like a gentle pull
Into the Lotus Garden

My foot was stuck.
I had no luck.

My foot was cut, -was struck
right off my leg!-
I had no luck.

But another step and I swear you could've heard
My dying scream from anywhere.
I have all the luck in the world.

Wearing her whitest wool
And a golden pin, pushed and pulled
Across her best blue coat
Until his darkness pulls it tight around Lucy's throat

Wearing his black mask
Rubbing the pearl between his grey claws
He held the corpse but still no one dared to ask
Just sent him on his way to bear an eternal flaw

They met in the center of their war
Dropping tears in their wake
And again held up the even score
Dissatisfied with the thirst eternity could not slake

Thirty seconds
Helpless to their hunger
I'm cooking you alive
I reek of lotus petals
You adore my kindness, my warmth

Twenty
Can you see my brain waves?
I tried to tell you
You're such a perfect package
You'd never last long

Ten
Can you ******* flame?
My burning hate
Inflating with your breaths
It's never over soon enough

Five
I am sorry
Two
I
One
Love
Zero...
Maybe they'll re-heat you?

I miss you
You break me
And stain me too

I miss your touch
Warm starlight,
Not asking too much

I miss your songs
When they drifted through me
And put aside my wrongs

I miss you.
A wisp of thought, an inspiration.
I think your broken too.

A day like any other
I am your nightmare

Slither down the canyons
Walk the haunted halls
Break open all your walls

Drip, drop,
down
Drip, drop,
beautiful down
Stained a wedding gown
Deep red, dark blue
Why couldn't it be you?

A little lost between
The slipping moments.
Maybe I should try caffeine
Or learn to be content.

A little too found inside
The tireless thoughts.
Maybe I should fight like I always fought,
Or put down my pride.

I like popcorn
Even when it's stuck in my teeth
I like my shoes, though they're old and worn
I like my little tree, though there's never enough shade underneath

I like the rain
Especially when I'm in pain
I like the mornings better alone
Especially when my heart has a heavy tone

I hate death
Every time I need to sleep
I hate feeling out of breath
When I'm swimming in the deep

You left a seed in your wake
When you pitter-pattered through my heart
And so it writhes and squirms inside me
As it’s born from in its shell
And it pounds against my ribs, painful,
Like a smile

There is no sound like silence
Like the collecting dust
Like the colors on a soul

There is no fire like love
Like a child's touch
Like inspiration's desperate clutch

There is no sound like silence
Like the gathering moments
Like the gathering words

Moving down the lane
Straining my brain
Someone is screaming not to move
But I've got something to prove

Stamping my feet
Grinding my heels
Somehow I'll get down this street
Even if I give into the devil's deals
Even if my hand never heals
No matter how awful it feels

Stopping at the red light
Promising I'll move before the night
It's all I can do
If I ever wan't to reach you

Slipping between your ears,
Threaded in your hair,
Making sure that no one hears.
But would they really care?

Foggy memory, but nothing's wrong.
So it seems. 'Till it's the song
Racing the folds of you brain,
And it's back inflicting pain.

Sliding up your arm,
Curving towards your heart.
Plead with it not to tear you apart,
But does that really protect you from harm?

Left empty with nothing but dreams.
Pulling at the seams
Of an old, white dress.
It's time to confess.

It was the welcome flood
That pushed her along, left her sprawled
Awkwardly on the ground.
But it was his turn to fall
In his own blood.

It was like candy in your veins,
Like riding a horse without the reins.
Like a a day without rain,
The day he felt her pain.
The last -the only- time he looked into her eyes.

Left empty with nothing but dreams
She's not what she seems.
Like an old white dress.
Those dark stains have much to confess.

I lost the song
That circled my head.
It feels so wrong
Could it all be dead?

I forgot my muse.
I put out my fire,
But is it really something I could lose?
Do these things expire?

You failed me,
Once, twice, perhaps for infinity.
Is there something that I didn't see?
Is there another key?

We are flying
Or
We are dying

We are bursting with joy
Or
We are subjected to an evil ploy

There's either something more
Or
There's a war

What time do we leave for taking a breath
Or
Mourning a death

A pearl in the folds of black,
In the twinkling blooms of light.
The pocket watch your slowly putting back.
Until it all goes out of sight,
And your blinded by the gold gone over blue.
She is all the rainbows in your memory,
But perhaps a better hue.
She is a pearl in the folds of black,
In the twinkling blooms of light.
Until it all goes out of sight.

Pale hospital stench
Crowded on a bench
Waiting for the afterlife
Lines beyond sight, waiting, waiting....
Pale hospital. Stress and strife

Cleansed white tile
An endless isle
Anticipating the judgement, the trial
What have you done, what makes you worthwhile?

Pale hospital stench
Thrown down in the trench
Standing still in a war
Hoping that there'll be something more
Than holding your hand
While the machine goes, "beep, beep, beep!"

Petals swimming in the sunlight
Stained by these evening dreams

Pinks that settle with the emerald shards
And watch the stars gather above
A whirlwind of love

A peaceful heart ache
The letting go,
An anger for the red petals to take

A promise of the days ahead
That beauty and joy will return
A bouquet of flowers for the dead

Pitterpat
Feet on the floor
Lost prints circle the dust
Of yesterday
Rich thoughts go sour. What poor
Words to say.

Pitterpat
Such a small sound
Way up here
And way down there
But stones pile on stones
To build a case around my heart

Pitterpat
I've waited years and
Didn't even know.
Waited to sneak out the attic door,
And out the only window,
To escape my little
Prison.

They'll give you rainbows
That hold every hue
They'll give you greys and blues
From every bruise they can show

They'll give you a part
Of their dreams
They'll hand you a heart
That's tearing at the seams

They'll ask if you heard
The notes in their song
They'll ask if it's wrong
To share a world instead of a word

It could be a crippling affliction
Or a twinkle in my stars.
The truth is, I don't mind some scars.
It could all be pure fiction.

Maybe it's my final call.
Maybe it won't pass my lips.
It's got me pressed against a wall
Inside this sinking ship.

It could be hello
Or a quiet goodbye.
The truth is, I don't even know.
It could all be a lie.

I don't know if anyone does (or wants) collaborations, but I would really enjoy writing a poem with someone! Just message me or leave a comment, and I'd be happy to start. :D
Thanks people!

I've often stared
Into the
Glassy eyes
Of bouncing rain

It is to soon
Their misty blue
Becomes a brooding
Black

Shadows grown
To deepest sorrow
And open horror
As rain runs
Red

A haze
Hanging on your words
A daze
Lost yourself in anger

Glass heart
A satisfying clatter
Glass house, all falling apart

Lick the blood
Off your lips
The crimson color drips
The shameless color floods

Blue eyes and purple lips
Drowning
Frozen in the ice, on display

Red nails and white tips
Burns tear through my face
Flames dance on my arms

Ice and Fire
Empty and desire
The prophet and the liar

I careless mistake
A smile that's sweet, tender,
And utterly fake

Drawn into loops
That spiral down
The flower can't help but droop

It was the rain
That showered before the sun's eye
Offering a rainbow to end my pain
If I let go of the lie

Perfect.
I was not
insecure, fragile, forgotten.
They said I was
confident, kind, happy.
I was not
my mistakes, my shortcomings.
They'd never forgive
the people who hurt me.
They were my friends.
........................................................­................

They were my friends,
the people who hurt me.
They'd never forgive
my mistakes, my shortcomings.
I was not
confident, kind, happy.
They said I was
insecure, fragile, forgotten.
I was not
perfect.

Ripped her fingertips back
So they could bleed her delusions
Ate her ears like a tasty snack
So she could stave off the intrusions

A nightmarish mist
Curled up behind her eyes
A neglected twist
Crouched behind each of her little lies

Gouged out her souls
So she could feel
Filled in the holes
Of her achilles heel

His eyes droop
A smile plays on his face
The knife is in my palm

Quiet -so quiet-
His breaths fall
To the ground
And rise to the sky

He could never know.
How could he ever know?

Love and hate
Sane and insane
Whispers and screams
Blurry lines,
Red, crisscrossing lines

A kiss he didn't deserve
To lose
My heart pulsed with his,
Such perfection lying in my filth
Death take me now
Before I stay with him

Bent corners
To mark the places I wanted to stay.
The memories I visited
Each day.

Little rips
Where life was exciting, a breath
From those lips,
Or arms of death.

Whispered words
Of a life on wings,
That I heard
The pages sing.

Sinking in deeper, drowning.
Smiles slip, glass falling from their fingers.
So much anger, but they're not even frowning...
So absurd that the smile almost lingers.

Flying is taking a fall
The wrong way
Losing it all
But wanting to stay

Crying out the tears
Is getting clean, taking a shower
It's having the power
To be seen, to overcome those fears

Sleep
Calling to me
But my hands are click-click-clicking

My head throbs, but
Pain is a small price
For this addiction, my sweet bliss

Sleep
Reaching for me
There's darkness that I need to see
But my mind is tick-tick-ticking

I should crumple the page,
Erase all the words,
But I'm in a foolish age
And their flying from me, free as the birds

Can't wake you,
Sleepy head, so dream well
And I'll sleep too

My star, you've broken me
Your smile, your tiny hands,
So much I can't see
How sad love can't resurrect
More than memory

No need to open rainy eyes
There is no comfort in lies
Denial you were born
too,
And now both
Deserve my heart to mourn?

Can't wake you
Sleepy head, so dream well
And I'll die too

So many days,
Years of moments collided.
Lifetimes
Spent spitting out words.
Like venom,
Like honey.

So many colors
And stars that fly across my vision.
Filling me up
And pouring between my teeth,
Broken from their dam.

So little time
Before it went grey
And rocks were crashing from the sky.
Before inspiration had left
And my pen seemed to always waste it's ink.

Sometimes I think
Spinning is the greatest pleasure
Of a world drowned by ink

Sometimes I know
That I have to stop pressing
At dead ends, those places where I shouldn't go

Sometimes I feel
As though simple words
Can heal

Sometimes I don't want them to close
I want to chase the end forever,
Wherever it goes