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Lye Mar 2019
The moon huge
A rosy pink ball
Above our heads
Trees surrounding us on all sides
I lay my head on your chest
And listen to your heartbeat
Reassuring me
That you’re still there
Alive
And with me
You point to the starry sky
And show me a shooting star
Make a wish
You say
And I do
I wish
That I can stay in this moment forever
Here with you
In the peacefulness of the woods
And the sky big above us
The tiny stars holes in the sheet
Separating us
From the heavens
Lye Aug 2020
I sit here on the floor of my bedroom,
And I fantasize about what the future holds.

Maybe I’ll get to see my friends again
Or go to after school clubs
Maybe I’ll grow more confident
And dress how I truly want
Maybe I’ll tell the world
The reality of who I am
Maybe I’ll be myself more often
But I’m scared they won’t understand...
Hi, it’s been a while :)
Lye Apr 2019
If you say something
And I don’t hear it
Say it louder
That’s how I’ll know
If we’re truly
Meant
To
Be
Lye Dec 2019
Merry Christmas, to all who may care
Joy and fun are in the air
It’s a time for family, a time for love
A time to not push nor to shove
Just be grateful for the things that you have
A home, food, and all these laughs
So a Merry Christmas to all who may know
That Santa Claus is coming, presents in tow
Belting a jolly “**, **, **!”
Merry Christmas my friends, and to those of you who do not celebrate, happy holidays!
Lye Dec 2018
The mirror is my sworn enemy

I hate it
I wholeheartedly despise it
And, well...
How could it not hate me, too?
Everyone says
“It will be okay,
just give it time”
I just nod and smile
And try to believe it
But
No matter how hard I try,
I never will
Because it will never be “okay”
Not now
Not any time in the future
I will always be in this prison of a body
And pigs will fly before I ever,
Ever
Feel whole again
From the point of view of someone with dysmorphia.
Lye Mar 2019
All stress wiped away
Beneath the beating sun

Laughs
Smiles
Popsicle parties
End of the school year games

T-shirts and short-shorts
Out in the field
Heave! **!
The girl’s team won!

Driving on the highway
Power songs blasting
Windows down
Time of our lives

These are all my favorite things
About summer
Now...

It just has to get here!
I really just want summer to get here already.
Lye Apr 2019
Why do people think
That money is so fine?
That a green dollar bill
Is so crisp and divine?

The sight of a sunrise
Do you even see?
You answer,
“No. I can’t see what’s right in front of me”

Because surely you don’t
Your just power hungry
You think your life will be fulfilled
With some hot sugar mommy

But really life is all about
Recognizing the beauty in our world
If you think that money is all there is to see
You’re living in a ******* dreamworld
Lye Mar 2019
Music is escape
A place where I can melt into
A beautiful voice
A beautiful sound
A beautiful feeling

Music is safety
A place where I feel
Happy
Loved
Protected

Music is happiness
A place where I can
Dance
Sing
Be who I really am


Music is life.
Lye Feb 2019
My family has been through so much
Divorce
Having two autistic kids
And two typically developing kids
Just trying to stay on top of everything
But we don’t let it **** our spirit
Every day,
We dance in the kitchen to “The Greatest Showman”
And tickle our little babies (toddlers, technically, but still babies to me)
Until belly-laughs engulf every other sound
We say “I love you” constantly
Because it is true
We may be dysfunctional
And crazy,
And confusing,
But the love is undeniable
We are broken,
But if there were no cracks,
Would our true light ever shine through?
I love my mom and my dad, and most of all my 3 brothers, so much, and sometimes it is hard, but it’s all worth it in the end.
Lye Feb 2020
She used to make me smile
But now, all she does is make me cry
It’s my fault, I’m to blame
I’m starting to crumble inside.
Lye Nov 2019
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......
Sorry for that little twist at the end, but I couldn’t let it go unsaid.
Lye Mar 2019
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
Lye Apr 2019
What is my purpose?
Most days I have no idea
Is it to be a poet?
To spread a message of peace?
Or is it to be a musician?
Or a mother?
Or just a person who impacts others?
I’m still figuring it out
Luckily for me,
I have loads of time to do so
Lye Sep 2019
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.
Lye Jan 2020

Love, Beautiful, Life, Girl, Eyes, Sky, Light,
Hope, Will, Strong, Color, Power, Stealth,
World, Pain, Darkness, Greed, Red, Abyss.

=

EARTH
I got some inspiration from how drastically the tone and meaning of the words I use change on the “my words” page. Some of these were taken from that list, and some I came up with on my own.
Lye Apr 2019
Though she had twisted her ankle
And broken a heel
She kept on dancing through the night
Every day, that’s how I want to feel
My Nanna (my Grandad’s mom) died a year ago. She had Alzheimer’s when she died, but she held off until the day that her husband had died many, many years ago. My mom was very close to her and told me the story that when she was younger, she went out dancing. She’d twisted her ankle, but though it hurt, she danced her heart out. I’m sad that I never really knew her because she lived in England and I have only been once.
Lye Mar 2019
If I
Look upwards
From my book
To look at you....


You better watch out....



Because....



I must really ******* love you.
And when I love, I love fierce.
Lye Nov 2018
Sometimes
When I lie in bed at night
I think of your hug
Whispering "I love you" in my little ear
And I cry
I cry
       And cry
                  And cry
                             And cry
Because I know I can never have it again
I don't really know where this came from. I haven't experienced it. It kind of just popped into my head.
Lye Dec 2019
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.
It may not totally make sense but in the end I’m trying to convey that the creatures in the darkness are us.
Lye Apr 2019
Off again
To sit in a room
And talk to a lady
That I’ve never met before
And pretend it’s helping

Off again
To stare out the window
And wait for her to start conversation
Pretending that
I have nothing I need to talk about

But
I don’t want to talk to her
I would rather talk to
My mom
Or a friend
Anyone
But her

I’m told
“You just need to warm up to her!”
Maybe...
But really
All I need
Is to be with my mom
My friends
And let that
Be my therapy
I have to go to a therapist once a week now, and all we do is make awkward small talk. I’m not telling her anything. She’s really annoying.
Lye Feb 2019
I would die
Before I let anyone
Hurt you in any way

I would take a bullet through my chest
If it would keep you
From feeling any pain

I would **** anyone
Who tries to hurt you
No matter the consequences

You
You are my reason for living
You are the ones
Who make me get up in the morning
And it’s always worth it
Because I get to see your smiling faces
Just one
More
Day
Dedicated to Ollie and Miles. 3 years old, and already the kindest, funniest, most beautiful creatures that I know. Love you guys!♥️♥️♥️
Lye Nov 2018
Once upon a time
A beautiful girl smiled at the sky
And the sky smiled back

Once upon a time
That same girl went out again
And smiled at the sun
And the sun smiled back

Once upon a time
That beautiful girl went out at the stroke of midnight
Just to smile at the stars
And all of them,
Every single one,
Smiled right back

Once upon a time
The moon knew it was its turn
To be gifted with the smile
Of the beautiful young girl
So it waited
                and waited
                             and waited
But the girl never came

The girl had something more important to do
Then smiling at the moon
No one knows what happened to the beautiful girl
But the moon still waits
Every night
At the stroke of midnight
For that same girl
To bestow her beautiful smile upon it
As she did the other shining ornaments
Of the sky
Just a random story I made up. I actually went to the page in here with all the words I've written, and the words, "Girl, sky, smile, beautiful" stuck out to me and gave me inspiration.
Lye Apr 2019
You fill my dreams
Like you fill my heart
You are the only one I need

<3
Lye Mar 2019
Rays of sun
Break through the clouds
And shine upon your gorgeous face
Lighting up your eyes
And bringing a whisper of a smile
To your pink lips

I stare
At your immense beauty
Inside
And out
And just hope that you
Will one day
See the beauty in me, too
Lye Dec 2018
We've all been raised in a
****** up world
With ****** up minds
I’m a ****** up girl

We’ve all been born to a
****** up race
With ****** up ideas
Coming at a ****** up pace

We’ve all seen this world as a
****** up thing
With ****** up people
Wearing ****** up rings

We all know how
****** up we are
But all we do
Is sit
And stare
At our phones
And think it will just go away
If we ignore it long enough

We’ll do this
Until the world ends
And we have no chance at stopping it
Because we are
******
The
Hell
Up
Lye Feb 2019
hands over my arms
our footsteps fall in the quiet
dancing in the light
her hand in mine
takes my breath away
our golden light
magic
A blackout poem from the book “Girls of Paper and fire.
Lye Feb 2019
closer
fiercer
urgent
like storms and danger
beautiful
i want to melt into her
disappear
fire
red flames within
a secret fire
her forehead against mine
trembling hand
lifting to cup my cheek
maybe the hard life isn’t so bad after all
Another blackout poem from the book “Girls of Paper and Fire”.
Lye Apr 2019
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!
If anyone has any advice for moving to middle school I would really appreciate it. ♥️
Lye Mar 2019
People write to help
People write to hurt
People write to inform
People write cause panic
People try to help by writing
But sometimes all it does is bad
People write to hurt
People write to help
People write
People.
Write.
Its what so many of us do
For so many different reasons
And who's to decide what reasons are right?
I'm bored because my mom took my phone away. Just writing random poems lol
Lye Mar 2019
Heartfelt words
Flow out of my mouth
In perfect harmony
With yours
I’ve noticed that I’ve been doing a lot more short poems. I just love the simplicity, that though they are short, there’s a lot of meaning and thought put into it.
Lye Dec 2019
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.
This contrasts a bit from my last poem but I’ve though about this one for a while and thought I should post it.
Lye Dec 2019
These people with lives of gold,
And bodies of finely carved diamond.
Living with their perfect friends
And concrete families
They’re beautiful,
But they’re living a lie.
Because although they may be flawless
And sculpted with unbelievable expertise
On the inside, they are nothing but dirt
Ugly and easily destroyed
And with one simple touch,
They will break.

Because nothing is perfect
And though they may want to be it,
They never will.
Lye Dec 2019
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...
Lye Aug 2020
I feel like I’m stuck on a train car,
Dangling over the edge of a cliff.
At this very moment, I am not falling.
I am simply waiting in anticipation, my stomach prepared for the drop at all times.
I can’t see the bottom of the valley,
And the train car is rocking.
Slowly,
Back and forth, back and forth
Ever so slightly moving forward, closer to its demise.
My demise.
Until one day, I’ll fall.
And there no way I can survive.
Lye Jul 2019

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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Lye Dec 2018
I have writer's block
Or is it poets block?
But, whatever
I know I have it
Because,
When words usually flow out of my fingers with ease,
I find that the words have evaporated
Like a dish of water
Disappearing into thin air
I don’t know where they went
Maybe they’re just tired
Of me using them up
But I can’t get the words out
I don’t know how to describe
What I am seeing
Feeling
Nope.
Nothing,
Nothing at all.
I have nothing to write.
Oh.
Wait a second...
Sorry I haven't been posting as much, life's been crazy, and I haven't been able to find any inspiration.
Lye Mar 2019
Why do I sit here
And read poems
When I know
That I have a test tomorrow
And I know
That I certainly have not
Studied
Lol I’m prolly gonna fail
Lye Feb 2019
Thoughts swirling through my brain
I think I’m going insane

I don’t know what I am
Am I bi? Or am I pan?

My brain is near imploding
Body feels like exploding

Questioning is a hard thing to do
Especially when I really, really like you
Whenever I think that I have figured out my sexuality, I discover that I’m really something else. I wish it would just stay.
Red
Lye Sep 2019
Red
The color red stands for danger...
And for love.
I don’t think it is a coincidence.

The color red stands for danger...
And for love.
It just means that love is worth the danger
Red
Lye Mar 2019
Red
Red is my hair
Covering my face

And so is the blood
Running through veins

Red is my eyes
After crying myself to sleep

And so is my heart
Breaking as you leave
Inspired by “Red” written by Jessica MacDonald.
Lye Nov 2018
There are so many things
I want to say to you
About how you hurt me
The words are stuck in my throat
And though I try to force them out,
They won't leave my mouth
Because I know that if I let them out
It will just hurt you
And that will hurt me even more
I don't really know who this is about, many people have done this to me.
Lye Jan 2019
It seems dull
Like nothing is left
Like the browns and blacks and grays
Never held anything at all
But the place is filled with emotion
Pain
Despair
The smallest flicker of hope
Dieing out slowly
Disappearing into thin air
Air filled with the dust and ash from a brutal bombing
The echoed cries of people attempting to stay alive
And failing
The streets dead silent
Buildings reduced to nothing but piles of rock
All thoughts of hope
Gone
Like so many people you love
Just gone
And maybe
You wish you’d gone with them
Learning about the war in Syria at school. We did a refugee simulation and then had to write poems about how it made us feel, and this is what I wrote.
Lye Feb 2020
Eyes dancing with excitement
Skin tingling with heightened senses
She ran into the night with swift strides
Never to be seen by my eyes again
Lye Mar 2019
Sometimes
Even though I just mean to say something
Calmly
The force of the words in my throat
Makes them come out
As a piercing scream
And you just
Run
From
Me
Lye Apr 2019
I would tell you the secrets
Engraved in my mind
But I’m still afraid




Of what we may find
I don’t know what I’ve hidden from not only others, but myself.
Lye Apr 2019
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’m trying not to get my hopes up, but I can’t help it!!! I hope all my dear HP friends will share my excitement in this new beginning!
Lye Nov 2018
I know I don’t have many friends
I mean, who would even want to be my friend
I am just an ugly,
annoying, girl
who writes bad poetry
Well, I can crack a good joke if the opportunity comes up,
but is that really that important?
Only one person has ever liked me back,
and he was a total *******
so,
I attract *******
Because I am a lot like them
Sorry that I am just rambling on
It’s just one of my many repulsive traits
Not that there are any that are attractive
I just needed to get that out of my system.
Lye May 2019
I’m horrible at starting conversations
Because I hate talking
About myself
Because I feel selfish
And I’m just overall awkward
And don’t know what to say
I’m shy
And I love it when
People start conversation for me
Because then it makes it easier for me
To get into it
I wish I was more outgoing
I wish I was more talkative
With people I don’t know that well
I wish I wasn’t as socially awkward
But I am
It’s just me
There’s nothing I can do
Or want
To change
And if you don’t enjoy being around me,
You don’t need to pretend
To be my friend
I’m fine
I have a group
Of really good friends
That I know have my back


So don’t **** with me
I like to think of myself as shy to the outside world and feisty with my really close friends and family. It’s like a secret that you only get to see when you prove that you have my back.
Lye Feb 2019
Silence speaks volumes
A glance in someone’s direction
A sorrowful look in someone’s eyes
A poorly hid snicker
Something simple as the touch of a hand
Can tell a story
A story worth so much more
Than words
Because the emotions
Transmitted through total silence
Are the most powerful
And words are nowhere near enough
To convey such intense emotion

Though silence is not filled with words,
It is filled with feeling
Maybe people
Should communicate through silence
More often
Inspired by the poem “telling” by ap.
Lye Feb 2019
Stars
They seem so tiny
So insignificant
So abundant in our sky
That each little one
Must be worth close to nothing
But in actuality
Because of their gargantuan distance
From Earth,
They are really
More than about 10 times the size of Earth
And probably more
Also
It takes thousands of years
For a stars light to reach Earth
So think,
The light from the star in the sky
That you’re looking at right now
Could have gone supernova decades ago,
But the light hadn’t died out yet,
Because the light from when it was still
Alive,
Is still traveling to us
So in a way,
We can see the past
Stars are incredible
I think
We could learn a thing or two from them
And that is why,
My friend,
I just wrote a really long,
Really boring,
Poem with facts about stars
I don’t know if I’m even going to post this
Well,
I guess we’ll see
???????
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