To not let them win

They said not to give them a reaction
To not get angry or yell
Because that's what they wanted
Then they would just go away

So I did

I didn't give them a reaction
And I was only ever nice to them
Eventualy they did get board
And they did go away

But they had still won

They were the only ones
That could have been my friends
Without them I was by myself
Sitting alone while they forgot me

I had still lost

The rain falls
Tip-tap
Drip-drop
Pitter-patter
Splish-splash

The wind howls
And moans
Like a wild beast
Calling out
With all its rage

The thunder sounds
Rumbling
Rolling
Roaring
Booming

The lightning
A waterfall
Of electricity
Crashing towards
The ground

You called me cupcake
Because that's all you saw
The sweetest parts of me
Not the the scars that I bore

I will call you a lion
Because of the strength in your heart
You were always so brave
So caring, so smart

But now we have both turned to mice
Too scared to fight our wars
Because you are not longer mine
And I not longer yours

This is not what I wish
Disassociated from you
Without a word spoken
To much isolation for two

I want you to know
That I still love you
Just not the way...
I use to

I want to talk
I want to speak
I want you to smile 
So my world isn't so bleak

Just because your not 
My whole world any more 
That doesn't mean I don't 
Need you to be part of it

At some point in every child's life they will wish for the gift of flight.
They will want wings to soar through the sky,
following the birds on the breeze.
To escape all their worries and doubts by simply flying away.
But we are all human and are not capable of such things.
Knowing this we still naively dream of one day being able to fly on wings like birds do.
But maybe one day, if the many children in the world just keep wishing for the impossible, then maybe, just maybe a miracle will occur,
and one beautiful little child will have their wish granted and an angel will be born.

A girl sits on a park bench
Her head back looking at the sky
Hair waving gently in the breeze
Her old summer dress hanging loosely
On her small frame

Many people walked past her
Happy family's going to have picnics
Friends laughing and smiling together
People by themselves
Going about their peaceful lives

Not a single person stopped
Not even giving the girl a second glance
They seemed not to have seen
That she was far to skinny
Or the faded lines upon her skin

It's not that they ignored her
They were just so naive
They didn't know the signs
No one taught them to recognize
What was there before their eyes

So when the girl stood up
And walked right out the park
They did not stop her
And did not know
That this day would be her last

A million centipedes are crawling under my skin.
I've killed all the plants in my mind's garden.
Waterlogged with saline as I try to dehydrate my face.
But I'm not prepared when they come out to play.
They climb up the hypertrophic ladders on my skin.
Clawing at me while I rip off all their anthropomorphic legs.
They seep poison into my bloodstream that contaminates my brain.
It leaves me helpless.

Sometimes meanings just get lost in translation,
Whether it's from Japanese to English,
Or simply from my thoughts to my words.

The the words whizzing around my head,
A swarm of bees around my ears,
So loud I can't think,
I'm sorry what did you say?

You see their grey
But you look away
You pretend not to see
You ignore their silent plea
Your eyes make contact
But you don't react
Their lost in an ocean
Trying try not make a commotion
Shunned by life
It cuts like a knife
Their love forgotten
Their mind all rotten
Leaving only anger and sadness
Bottles up inside the madness

Don't look away
You can see their gray
Do not ignore
Help them sore
Let them fly away
And don't forget to say

*I See You

I lie
I know I do
And that you do too
I lie about things that matter
I lie so that people won't chatter
I lie to feel that I am blameless
I lie but am still not shameless

When I was 5 I was a lier
I stole chocolates from my mother
Then I told her it was my brother

When I was 10 I was a lier
I did not do what I should have
But I said it was all I could have

Now I'm 15 and am still a lier
My friends ask me why I don't smile
I tell them that it's just my style

I do not want to be like this
I wish I could say what is true
I wish that I could breakthrough
This web of lies
To do so would be unwise
I'm far too deep within this hole
And the time has taken its toll

*But I lie because I'm scared
Of what people might think
If they knew what I do when they blink

When something is so hot that is makes you realise how cold you are...

There was a young boy
A child as lost as one could be
He did not know who he was
Or his reason to be

The boy found a room
The room had no purpose
No reason to be
But it was still there
Like it was just meant to be

In the room he found a mirror
The mirror had no point
No reason to be
But it was still there
Like it just didn't even care

Above the mirror he found a sign
The sign had no explanation
No reason to be
But it was there
Like it just belonged

On the sign he found writing
The words had no meaning
No reason to be
But they were still there
Like they were just meant to be read

The boy read the writing
Trying to find an answer
To find who it was
That made him feel so lost

But after reading that writing
Upon the sign that belonged
Above the mirror that didn't care
In the room that was meant to be
He no longer needed to find an answer

The boy who turned away
From the mirror that didn't care
And walked out
Of the room that was meant to be

He what not lost
But all so not found
He was someone with a purpose
Someone who had found meaning to their life
He knew what he had to do


*'The mirror will reflect your greatest enemy' read the sign

Sometimes I find I can't think
So I decide to write in ink
I'll write a few lines
In the form of rhymes

Hoping for my emotions
To be expressed
The feelings that refuse
To be oppressed

So I post them online
No matter the time
Hoping my word
Can and will be heard

A gun brings scarlet
A rose the colour of blood
Too many lives lost

Our doubs make us feel caged
In our head's wars are being waged
The pain we hide behind our eyes
We will crumble before you even realize
We put on our best show
So that you will not know
Our soul are litted with scars you will never see
And we wait for the day we will cease to be

White
The only colour around him
White walls
White ceiling
White people

Red
The colour of blood
The colour of the hair
That ran down her shoulders
Red

The red scared him
It scared him more than the white did
The same colour that invaded his nightmares
And tortured his mind with memories
That would never be forgotten

Red was her colour
she was the nightmares
she was the memories
she was his torturer

Black was his colour
He was the dark shadows
He was a wild animal
He was her plaything

She controlled him
Left him lost and helpless
Filled him with fear and doubt
She drove him insane

The soldiers are shouting, ever do loudly,
Representing their country, ever so proudly.
The children are crying, as gun shots fill the air,
As their parents promise to always be there.

The hospitals keep crowding with men that are dying,
Wives and children can't stop themselves crying.
The women are moaning, just singing a song,
'Why must we fight, can't we just get along?'

Cannons are firing, gun shots ring out,
All we can hear is shout after shout.
This war is pointless, why do we fight?
This battle I know, will certainly be tight.

It feels like this war will never end,
My battle scars will never mend.
And here I am in a hospital bed,
Because a bullet, when straight through my head.

Fingers sliding across my skin
Bu-dum bu-dum bu-dum
Like a car over speed bumps

Red beads on my wrist
Meaningless memories
I've tried to leave behind

Rainbow Vains
To clear the lack of colour
Tell me when it rains

The creases flowing rivers
Crisscrossing on their journey
Pulled along by strings of fate

Calluses sparce on thin skin
Protection against the common
On this irregular sphere