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Byerly Dec 2018
this is the last day that I have peace
fake peace
loneliness for me is peace
loneliness can be a mess too
destruction
and paralysis
the 3 am version is my best
I get to be me
with no one around to judge me
or compare me with
the 3 am version is my worst as well
or the best opportunity for the shadow people to appear
to hold me and never let me go
tonight was my last night "alone"
Byerly Jan 2019
What is your happy place?
A person?
An animal?
Your family or friends?
An actual place?
For me is an ilussion
Something made up
Non existing
I scape trought my toughts and fantasies
Im with my love
Hes happy. Happier than he has ever been.
He had tons of issues
Anxiety, depression, lonelines
...emptyness
Just to say a few...
He's showing me that IT DOES GETS BETTER
His smile is unique.
Pure.
He's not in the void anymore
He's happy.
And I'm happy when I'm with him.
It's amazing how something unreal can free you for a while
Then you remember the real world
A ****** up world
A world without him
And you try to fight back the reality and be strong for yourself and others
You keep holding on until you feel that it is getting better
And you are finally free
Byerly Dec 2018
brown eyes
taste like a glass of fine whiskey
that stay stuck in your memory
melting you like hot cocoa
and reminds you of home
those who hook with mine
one more time and forever
full of curiosity
and infinite beauty
Byerly Mar 2019
Take the cherries
As if they were yours
Jump from the house
Just to get a pair
It was just like living
Wasnt it?
In space or dreams you float
Ignore the gravity
And go take the cherries
The higher they are
The better they taste
A 20 thousand miles jump
Go walk the moon
Just for a touch
Of those cherries
Byerly Jun 2019
Nobody knows
I've been dying in LA
where all the souls
stay in the middle
going nowhere
and also anywhere
where the beaches are peaceful
and the nights are pure storms
Byerly Jan 2019
the sun and the moon
inseparable and distant
yet, they live from each other
and for each other
despite the differences
as an extrovert and an introvert
admiring the same art
from a different angle
Byerly Jan 2019
am I enough?

unable to help others

having my hands *******

it's making me worthless
Byerly Mar 2019
Long deep flowers
Running on your skin
Hear the sound they make
Like enormous bells
whispering
Hear
Memorize it
Isnt it peculiar
How they get tattoed in your veins
Your bones
Your muscules
Close your eyes and go back to 1926
The parade
Thousands of lights and lowed flowers
Flowers
That were the only thing somehow...
beauty
It was humongous
No one could ever capture their escence
Byerly Jan 2019
there was once a little flower
with a huge smile
sitting in the grass
with its yellow petals
singing a lullaby
waiting for some child to approach

the kind of power that it kept
it was nowhere seen before
not in a thousand years at least

it grew up with a ray of sunshine
but it was surrounded by darkness
so its heart was in the wrong place
it was confused

it owned the hearts of 6 kids
and with 1 more
the world as we know it

would end
Byerly Apr 2019
the coffee cream aside
next to the vine
in an old wooden table
he is sitting in a blue velvet sofa
dreaming with the golden mirror in his wall
exploring the illustration of a new world
he has his white sheep-like blanket
the blue sun staring at him
with the silver army beside it
a perfectionist with a red tattoo
plants in a medicine bottle
and a watch in his wrist
he's a healthy role model
just for the aesthetic
and golden petals
inspired by a Conan gray video
Byerly Nov 2018
Is this normal?
Me feeling sad all the time
And even then I'm lucky
Lucky because I'm not in the void
The other side of existence
Feels Like a  hole I can't crave my way out
it not only steals my mind
it makes me think that all that was real was left behind
So I walk in the street
With a dude by my side
and a cigarette in my fingers
Wearing my leather jacket and my classic black boots
Waking up on a sofa with nobody by my side
in front of the tv with no signal
just so the reality reminds me
how lonely I really am
how I am unable to be loved
or at least it feels like it
silence is my best friend and my worst enemy
especially when it comes with darkness
you can't feel when it takes over you
intoxicating you
until you have a heart of glass
sad
Byerly Dec 2018
I wish I didn't exist
not even like a bee
neither like a tree
because those things are alive
and I don't wanna be
not with this

I struggle every day with myself
not to make terrible choices
I try to contain

but you can't expect something to be empty
if you keep filling it up
there was a moment where all I wanted
was the sweet relief of my friend
my mysterious  and old friend,  death
who seemed to walk around with me the past 2 years

I survived myself
but I almost didn't

I searched for happiness or at least control
with family
with friends
with hobbies

something

it did work
but its back
the emptiness and the black fog embrace me like no one else ever did
but this time
I like it
Byerly Dec 2018
the boy that lived in the streets
not older than 12
he only had himself
and a couple of cents
struggling to find home
or even another day
he's sleeping in the front page of the New York Times
Byerly Feb 2019
I was 11 years old when I knew
"female" was not me
I never like wearing dresses or skirts
but as the first girl in the new generation, it wasn't my call
I was always a princess
I wanted to be a pirate...
a viking...
a wizard...
that's when I knew
and I blocked it
I procrastinated in my own  gender
now I'm 18 and I put my old beanie on my head
just to remember the feeling
I didn't know I was bringing it back but now immortal
3 days have passed
my eyebags are darker
and my hair is shorter
I want the scars beneath my chest
and my beanie on my head
I'm not trans... but I do have a beanie on my head
Byerly Dec 2018
I want to  see those brown eyes again
that curly hair that I have too
I want to hug you
listen to you
kiss you

but I cant
the distance between us is enormous
I want to bring you back
where you belong

I want to sing to you
and dance with you
be with you
Byerly Apr 2019
Her bob cut was not that bad
Inspired a 50's vibe that couldnt be forgotten.
The smoke that came out of her mouth
Like a demon in a gas station.
And the two sides of light were dancing in her face
Blue and pink, and pink and blue.
You could feel the colors and see sounds.
In the streets behind a neon sign was a paparazzi
Waiting for her like a lion waits for the gazelle
To liberate the thunderbolt.
Byerly Dec 2018
I didnt sleep much last night
Went to sleep at 3
Woke up at 6
Alone in my departament
Except for the ghost in my room
Make up all over the floor
Make up that belongs to my roomate
Wich I havent seen since tuesday
But at least i have her ring
mom
Byerly Dec 2018
mom
shes my safe
a place to call home
a warm sweater to embrace
that lives below my necklace
light a lighthouse on a dark era
that coo you
like a mermaid call
NY
Byerly Nov 2018
NY
maybe love is in New York City
already sleep
you stay wide awake
in California
listen to the quiet
while it leaves
listen to the heartbeats
when it returns to you
like it never left
Byerly Nov 2018
I can feel the eyebags deep and purple
Like a tattoo of a magical creature
All these numbers in the clock
Reminding me it exists.
Time
Unable to sleep in the nights
And in the days locked in a gray office
Byerly Jan 2019
he's reading the newspaper
sitting on the couch
with a football match in the background
he is quiet
and peaceful
on the other hand
there's his wife
running in the kitchen
worried about not having dinner on time
it's like this
they are old school
the woman cleans, cooks, washes...
she does everything around here
while the old man just sits
and wait for the next meal
Byerly Dec 2018
I thought it wouldn't happen to me
I thought it was only stories
I thought it was something made up to scare people
but I was wrong
it did happen to me
I woke up
but I couldn't move
I heard my bed creak
something appeared from beneath my bed
it wasn't human
it started to knead my back
as if it were a stone that it wanted to break
it moved faster than anything I've ever seen
it hurt
it hurt bad
I screamed for someone to help me
but I couldn't move or even talk
I screamed inside my head
like a comma
I wanted death to free me from that nightmare
a few seconds later all of it stopped  
seconds that felt like an hour
I moved again and the creature was gone
but my memory never let me forget
I had a sleep paralysis 2 nights ago, and it was one of the worst things that I've been through, and that's a lot to say.
Byerly Jan 2019
Im going to a party today
Loud music
Lots of people
People I see everyday
I dont talk to them much
Im the shy girl
But is a new year
And the last one too
Im the introvert
In that bubble that I live in, 8 hours a day
But I'll do my best
Byerly Jun 2019
The tears that were cried
The blood that was spilled
The sacrifice that was made
Are all the colors in the rainbow
Infinite wars for love and equality
You can see the highlight in the sky
As people dance with icons playing along
Diversity was written since the begining of times
It was put to some people  the hardest test to prove braveness
The fear to love will be no longer tolerated
We need somebody to call us "home"
We will resist, like we did in the old times
"WE REFUSE TO BE INVISIBLE" they shout
Holding flags and rainbows and colors and love.
Destroy traditions and create a new one
A new one where no one is afraid to be who they are.
"How can people hate this?" I ask myself
Dont hide away your scars
Instead show them with pride
Every king, queen, and leader has scars that are signs of a winned battle
We are warriors and we are comming stronger
Today is june 1
Aka the first day of pride month
Happy pride month!!!
Byerly Dec 2018
the voices of a completely  low glow
falls into the darkness of the city
secrets in the maze
await to be uncovered
by an extraordinary sound
hiding
where the sun can't touch
Byerly Dec 2018
some people like the days with sun
others with a gray sky
I like it when a storm is in its purest and powerful  form
it reminds me of the past
of the soldiers that gave their lives
dangerous and destructive
but when the storm is over
a rainbow rises
Byerly Mar 2019
Infinite sea
Are the drops of tears
I give to life

Infinite sea
Is where I came from
Is where I am
Is where I will be

Infinite sea
Are the roses from the garden
Is the hunger of the poor
Are the moments I remember
And I cant block

Infinite sea
Are the words that are written
Is the hope of people that need
Are the bullets flying in the sky

Infinite sea
Is what we are
This was my first poem ever. Hope you like it :)
Byerly Jun 2019
The hours passed as eternity
A man in blue was fighting for life
Covered in blood that wasnt his
His body and mind were the walls of the saviors
Byerly Nov 2018
a warm weather as a history
being so beautiful
and emotional
the summer hitting in Italy's grass
through the eyes of a golden flower
falling in love
for the first time
Byerly Feb 2019
"Later" was the word I said to my friends before I left
"Later" was such a peculiar way of saying goodbye
As coraline i will keep my friends inside a frame
Those 2 am memories of singing in the shop store when nobody is awake
Or the smell of the sheeds that we put in the window so the light wont come in
Just so we can watch a movie in the dark
Now I woke up alone in this motel room
I could hear the people in the room next to mine
And I missed the way I didnt have to worry about money or food
But my life has just begin
Byerly Nov 2018
the void is
the ultimate mystic doorway
it allows you
to disappear
into a non-existence universe
against the backdrop of Vantablack
of eternity
Byerly Jun 2019
I've wanted to ****
I've wanted to die
Sometimes at the same time
Sometimes not
Vioces that run the world
Based on a type of body
We have the same blood
"Blood that must be spilled"
Were you lucky with your gender?
Or are you just a girl?
Is your purpose to be silent? To obey?
No. Our purpose is to live
Be happy.
To laugh. To love.
Not fear
A perfect world.
Instead we want to ****
Or die
Its really hard for women to live in a world that was created for men
Byerly Jul 2019
Whisper me the secret of love
In and in
Take me back so I can hold you
I've never seen someone like you before
You make me feel another shade of blue
We were covered from the fog
No air can get there
Fog in my lungs
Fog in your pores
Fog in every piece of your core
Only in my dreams I could see your face before
Before I met you sweet was nonexistence
Sweet
Tell me your stories
Tell me your fears
Tell me everything that is in between
You had me
Take me back to the day I met you
So I can hold you

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