You can’t just think you look beautiful

You must feel beautiful

I just found out
That as of Tuesday,
My dad will be back in my life
We have a schedule planned out
1 month to get reacquainted,
And then into a new routine
I’m nervous
To see him after so long
After only ever thinking about
Seeing him again
But also
I’m excited
For him to be back in my life again
And I’m worried
That I’m going to cry
When I see him
At the restaurant
And make a fool of myself
But really,
All I care about
Is seeing my dad again

I have a girlfriend.....
Wow
It’s really true!
She’d liked me for a long time
And I never reciprocated
But then one day,
Out of the blue.....
I needed her to be mine.
So I waited for a bit
To make sure my feelings were true
And one day....
I asked her.
It was awkward, and silly, but beautiful and perfect.
We smiled and hugged and talked about how we couldn’t believe the other was our girlfriend
She makes me so happy.
I’m so happy
My life is perfect!
But nothing is ever perfect......

Icicles hanging from
Green
Green
Trees
Skies grey and bleak
Bare wood towers over
Dead
Dead
Grass
Wind weaves through branches with a shriek
Wishes for summer lost in the breeze
And carried to somewhere anew
But it doesn’t matter how it looks outside
Because I
Am here
With you

Dear hurting girl,

     Your skin is not for cutting. Your life is not for ending. Your body is not for hating. Savor yourself. Look at yourself in the mirror and be proud of what you see staring back at you.

I could just text you




It would be so easy



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Instant words




Right on your screen




Telling you to come home



But I’m scared
I’m scared that....


Once you become real,
I can’t just make up in my head
What you’ll do
What you’ll say

And I’ll actually have to deal with
Your decisions
Whether they affect me positively
Or not

People are vampires
They **** the life out of me,
But I still go back for more.

I love people and being with them,
But after a while,
I just want to be by myself.

Alone.
Recharge.
Because people are vampires....

But maybe I am too.

The cold is affecting your brain
So now you can’t feel the rain
But you’re slowly going insane

What do only gay people have to come out?
I mean like, get with the times, people!
It's 2018!
Gay is normal! Gay is beautiful!
I wish straight people had to come out too
I want them to know how ****** it feels
To be frowned upon, disapproved of,
Because of who you are

Dark sky
Bright moon
A boulder as big as a house
Bony trees black in the night

Strong silhouette
Nose turned upward
Lets out a thunderous howl
Gives everyone around a fright

Clouds conceal the moon
Bring darkness over the land
The wolf turns away
And into the blackness she runs

Watch out, everyone
For she has come
And because of it,
The eternal night has now begun

1976
She stands at the edge of her world.

Tranquil and free,
Her hair billowing in a light breeze
As moonlight crowns her small head
And the dark blue waves whisper and roar
The scattered stars swim within them
And the purity of the moment envelops her
Leaving her in solitude
Alone with the mystic being called the ocean
Soon, this becomes her universe
Deep in thought,
The ocean helps her find peace
In the hardships she faced
During her few years of living
But, as she is admiring the loveliness of this moment...
It changes.
The landscape is the same,
But it’s all wrong
The light of the moon is wavering
A broken crown atop her fragile head
Shards of moon glass scraping her scalp
The ocean a flat gray,
Instead of it’s once deep blue
The rough sand is littered with trash
The beauty now coated in a layer of humanity
Omnipotent humanity
Prideful humanity
Corrupted humanity
Stripped of its glory
Shivering,
In absence of its once comforting softness
And she is forced to sit on a rock,
In order to protect her small feet
From the unnatural contaminants
Of this place she is now inhabiting
Her eyes open wide in shock
Where am I?
Is this what our species has become?
Is this the future in store for us?
But just as soon as it had changed,
Her surroundings go right back
To the way they were before
Back to the shimmering surface of a healthy ocean
Warm, soothing sands
Moonlight steadily beaming.
And though she should be relieved that this nightmare is over
The thought never leaves her alone,
Forever haunting her in her dreams.

2019
In the years to come,
She grows older
Gets a job, gets married, has children
She’s grown into a whole new person
Built a whole new life
And the very day,
That she goes back to her childhood home,
She returns to the same beach,
The same glorious ocean.
At least, she expects it to be the same...
But all she sees
Is the ravished world
The dead world
That she had taken a glimpse of
As a young girl

I guess it was true.

“My ******* lawyers.”
I don’t know.
My mom just said that
On the phone with her boyfriend.
She’s trying to figure out the divorce and my father is not complying.



This is the stuff I want to ignore.

I want to write about you, my dear
But I simply can’t find the words
You make me feel things I can’t verbalize,
I like you so much it hurts.

Everything about you is perfect,
But I cannot put it into a clear thought
I want to write your whole being
And your smile, I want to draw.

But alas, the words will not come,
And my drawing skills are far from fine
So I guess I’ll just have to remember you
And hope you don’t slip my mind

Silvery light cascades into a deep abyss

Like a shimmering waterfall of jewels

Illuminating the creatures of the dark

Showing them the way out of there despair.

They attempt to climb the slippery walls

But they fail, sliding down with a squeak

After every few inches gained.

They give up,

And the only way for them to escape,

Is for them to adapt themselves

And in time, they will

But for now, they will remain in the abyss

Waiting for an answer

That will never come.

Slowly, they’ll adapt to their surroundings

And get out of their own darkness

Emerging into the light of day.

So now....

We wait.

I was contemplating
What it will be like
When I move up to middle school
Next year.....




I’m freaking terrified.




It’s so different!
I’ll have to memorize a locker number,
A class schedule,
I may not have lunch with my friends,
I think we may even have to shower
In a room with OTHER PEOPLE
After gym!
Really psyching myself out

And now I’m perseverating
Over different electives
And the kind of decisions I have to make
I already know that I want to take French
But I have no idea what else
I’ll have to decide
And I am
AWFUL
At deciding things

I’m sorry this is such a rant
I just had to get that stuff down
If anyone has any advice leave it in the comments
Have a great day!

I’m school smart, not life smart.
I can write a **** good essay.
And get A’s on most assignments.
But when it comes to life,
I can only say one thing....






How the **** does life work?

The sweetness
Of your kiss

Is so much sweeter
Than candy

Will ever
Be

Broken pieces
Broken hearts
Demolished homes
Intangible scars

A non-essential necessity
Ripped away from you by a friend
She means well, but it hurts deep inside
I don’t know how it will end

Laughter and life
Are but a whisper of the past
The girl you wish to hold
And secrets of clouded glass

The life you used to know
Now a far gone dream
You must adjust, but you can’t let go
Alone, it’s a challenge to swim upstream

My head is full of
Little boys
Mamma bears
And pretty girls

My mind is filled with
Unfinished poetry
Lost song lyrics
And the deepest thoughts

My inner voice is always reciting
Self deprecating jokes
Burning questions
And sweet melodies

My mind is a turmoil
Of people
Places
Objects
Words
All the things that make me,
Me

I don’t know,
If I’m hard to read,
Or an open book.
My friends tell me I’m a really bad liar,
But I can lie easily to people I don’t know.
So to the people I don’t know,
I guess I’m a mystery.
But only a few decide they actually want
To figure me out.

After Sun washed Sky
Ridding her of all her sorrows,
White, fluffy suds
Were left intentionally on her blue surface
To frame the Sun’s own setting brightness
And set her fiery yellow rays
On everyone’s glum faces
And make them smile

A wise person once said,
“It takes more muscles to frown than to smile”
That person was a scientist.
Scientists are correct.
Flat Earthers are stupid.
The moon landing was real.
Vaccines help you.
Being LGBTQ+ cannot be cured.


I rest my case.

One small glimpse of spring
Makes the rest of winter
So much colder

Around 2 o’clock
I’m going to head into madness
Anything could happen
And for 5 hours, my older brother
Will be in hell
And he really doesn’t want to go
But my father is making him.

I’ll be alright,
I think.
But I’m worried about him.


I just don’t want this to ruin Christmas for me.



Please don’t let this ruin Christmas for me.





Please...

How is it
That even when you’ve just woken up
After staying up ‘till midnight
You look like an ******* angel?

How is it
That even after we fight
And I’m still shaking
You’re as cool as a cucumber?

And
How is it
That even when I’m at my lowest
You manage to lift my spirits
With your undying love?

All these poets
Putting out
Pieces of their minds
Or rather, their hearts
Pieces broken off of the whole
Out for others to see
And enjoy
Makes me think,
Even though many of us will
Think of ourselves as introverted,
We’re all just
Wearing our hearts
On our sleeves
On Hello Poetry
Odd, isn’t it?

I scream and cry
I live and die
You think I’ve gone insane
And I know why

My life is a mess
Full of darkness and gloom
And all you have done
Is lock me in this room

My arms struggle
To break free of this jacket
And I bang on the walls
Wishing I had a hatchet

You know you could do more to help
But you just sit and stare
These asylums will be full soon enough
Because craziness is certainly not rare

Some people say that nobody is perfect
And with their definition of the word,
It’s true.
But
What if we redefine perfection?
What if perfection meant
Just being true to somethings self.

My definition of perfection:
One being true to oneself and not denying it in any way.

When you hit a dead end street,
That doesn’t mean you need to stop
It only means you have to go off the road
And make your own
Now you start the real journey

I’m off to see the therapist!
The very worst one of them all.

L | oving girls
E | ven if people object
S | taring into each other’s eyes
B | eing together
I  | n a world where love is love
A| nd you’re accepted for who you are
N| obody can tell you to be someone else

What really is love?
I don’t know.
Could somebody tell me?
I love my mom,
And my best friend.

But my girlfriend....
I don’t know.
I like her,
But is that love?

She says “I love you”
And I don’t say it back
And I worry that she thinks,
I don’t like her,
Because I do.
I just don’t think I love her yet....

more and more people
are refusing to obey the
laws of the land

robberies
slavery
******

something isn't right...
and I know
no one can help it

it's in our blood
my blood
carried through generations
of the infected ones

because of them
it's coming
it's coming for all of us

and I can't do anything about it
for soon enough
it will get me, too

Darling, I’ve forgotten
I forget who I am.
Could you please tell me?
And, while you’re at it,
Could you tell me,
What I’m meant to be?
It would certainly help a lot.
I just want to speed things along.







Until I wish that
I could slow it



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