You told me that you had my back,
And I thought that was true,
Now my shadow's still behind me,
but where on earth are you?

The woods are lovely,
dark
       and deep.
but i have promises to keep.
and
miles... to go..
before... I can possibly.. s  l   e   e   p...
NO!
I cant sleep.
stay...
awake......


...

"We would be together
and have our books
and at night
be warm in bed together
with the windows open
and the stars bright."

You think I'm happy because I'm smiling,
But it's the easiest thing to do,
if you had looked a little closer,
you'd find my eye's aren't smiling too.

Meet me
where the end begins,
in echos,
where your world is me,
and my world is you

I will not have you without the
darkness that hides within you.
I will not let you have me without
the madness that makes me. If our
demons cannot dance, neither can we.

Don’t walk behind me;
I may not lead.
Don’t walk in front of me;
I may not follow.
Just walk beside me
And be my friend.

I walk on
microscopic pieces
of shattered dreams
I breath in doubt and feel it
consume me
Pain burns a hole
straight through my chest
And I can’t help but think
it would be for the best
And all the while I’m listening
I hear the screams
“You’re not good enough”
They define me.

She was, in fact, a child of the moon.
Wandering around aimlessly, in the dark.
Bringing light, to everyone around her.

What a plot twist you where.

she had magic in her eyes
even the stars envied.

and if you are to love,
love as the moon loves;
it does not seal the night-
it only unveils the beauty
of the dark.

our relationship was
filled with toxic chemicals
that
     s l o w l y   but
                 s u r e l y
crept into
my body
               my head
                              my heart
the way your love
did.

N O T

Will the day come
when words stop
touching my heart.
when the words people say
won't tear me apart.
is it easier being an adult?
I hope age is not just a number,
but a savior,
awakened from a deadly slumber
doomed to walk again.
here to save, and heal pain.

but it doesn't seem that way...

How many poems must one write
until his heart has finally taken flight.
will his heart ever stop the feeling of dread.
you see,
it starts to get to your head,
eventually.

But in the meantime,
I'll keep writing,
Always fighting,
'Till the day I can sleep without words floating through my mind.

What makes you happy?

there’s chaos
in everybody’s heart.
some just grow
flowers on it.
while others
tear it apart.

Like the anger
Of fire
Shapes the metal
Like the sorrow
Of a writer
Creates poetry
Everything
That is
Beautiful
Doesn’t always
Start
Beautifully.

Her smile was a shooting star
so beautiful and rare
that by the time that you had blinked
there was no sign it had been there.

i let the sun
give me freckles
so i could share
a piece of sunshine
with someone in the dark.

Some days
i'm afraid to write,
because sometimes
the honesty kills me.

She had blue skin
and so did he.

She wore a mask
and so did he.

She spent her life searching
and so did he.

but when they met

they saw nothing

but the mask they hid behind

and so she passed him by.

even if you are a small forest surviving off of
moon alone.
your light is extraordinary.

there have been so many times
i have seen a man wanting to weep
but
instead
beat his heart until it was unconscious.

i don't pay attention to the
world ending.
it has ended for me
many times
and began again in the morning.

Hey you remember when you told me it was gonna be ok?
I believe you now.

When’s tomorrow gonna get here?

Love what you have
Many of us can only wish

You are not only a “he”
Or a “her”
Make your name
Sound like something
Terrifyingly beautiful
And out of this world.

I'm left silent,
I'm left in pain.
You are so violent
and completely insane...

The first time he touched me
I was timid, and wanted to run to my mother
But he told me this was normal
And there was no use in being afraid
My life was already filled with so much pain
I had no experience, so who was I to object?
His hands were rough and shaking with his excitement
I shivered in fear,
How was I to react?
He told me no one wanted a ******
That he was preparing me for the man who would make me his
I didn't know anyone better
When hands gripped my *******, I held the screams at bay
It didn't feel normal
But I was only ten
How could I know the difference?
When fingers became explorative,
And found the most womanly part of me of all
I cried silent tears
When rough hands forced my thighs apart
I wanted to scream in pain
When I went home
I stayed in the shower for hours
Scrubbing till my skin was raw and bleeding
I always felt *****
I was *****
I had betrayed my family
But most of all, I had betrayed myself
I never truly lost my virginity
But I lost the innocence
That I had once carried about with joy
When will I have my justice?
When will he suffer
For the time that he made me suffer?

I tried to tell you
Now it's too late
I sit waiting
At heaven's gate

He abused me, Mom
You never seemed to care
Now I lay in a black coffin
Full of despair

How many times
Did you hear me cry?
Did you ever think
It'd get so bad I'd die?

I am an angel now
With long white wings
Flying higher each day
No longer feeling his stings

I'll watch over you, Mom
Do what you didn't do for me
You pretended not to hear
Pretended not to see

Now you wait at heaven's gate
Just as I once did
You have now come to realize
The pain that I once hid

Because,
I could watch you
For one single minute

And find ten thousand
New things
I love about you

He chased away my demons
With the stars in his eyes

Promise me
We’ll always be this free
Dancing for all eternity
Under a galaxy
Of stars

I would like to say
That you
Make me
Weak in the knees

But,

To be quite upfront
And completely
Truthful,
You make me forget
I even have knees at all

You drew memories in my mind
I could never erase.
You painted colors in my heart
I could never replace

Everyday
I get lost
In that
“Something”
About you.