Burst of light
A shred of a dream
A dazzling display
Something to captivate me
Make me forget
That the world is cold
That the sky is melting
And the stars have all grown old.
Make my heart explode into
A fireworks burst of color
Innumerable shards of  exquisite things
Impossibilities.

Eyelids sliding shut
SNAP!
They fly back open
Can't let them stay closed
Stayawakestayawake
They slide again
SNAP!
Open, open, stay open, stay
Awake.
That is something
that is easier coming from the mouth
than from the limbs.

suddenly,
i am
f
a
l
l
i
n
g,
crashing into the earth
like a wave into a c
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and then tumble
                             d
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                         ­             to shatter against the
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S
c
r
i
t
c
h
and
s
c
r
a
t
c
h
pencil
to
paper
building graphite towers
to house the pieces of my soul.

Words fly
off the top of my head
I
m
p
r
o
v
i
s
a
t
i
o
n
is my specialty.
Boredom fuels the tide of letters
arranged into a brilliant fortress
A stack of toddler's alphabet blocks
No pencil, no pen,
I use a keyboard instead
And when the lights go out
My world will end
c
r
u
m
b
l
i
n
g
around me,
shrapnel digging into my skin.
And I will be forced to say
                                            farewell.

Swimming
through oil
  Trapped
in the night,
                    not a star in sight.
Make love to the dark,
  greet the cold embrace,
let it move inside,
                              let it take over.
But then there's a gunshot,
  a shock, a flame,
  lighting up the pitch-black room
that is your mentality.

  And the darkness
                               slips
                                       a
                                         w
                                            a
                                              y.

And the smoke rises,
doing nothing to hide
the growing mob
The rising tide of chaotic fury
A wall of black,
of bulletproof vests and shields,
struggles to stay upright
against the furious wave
Anger, rolling through the streets
Broken windows, their only remains
are the crimson-soaked shards
Storm the stores, fight to steal
E V E R Y T H I N G
Fight for the right to scream
and be heard
T
e
a
r
gas
and regretful bullets
Pierce the rising cloud of smoke
Which does nothing to hide
the growing tide of rebellion.

Stick a hook into my heart
Barbed end piercing arteries
Reel it in and
Yank the ***** out of my chest
I'll scream until I cannot feel
anything
  anymore.

  Shove a needle into my brain
Thread on the end drifting through gray
Sew up the weeping chasms
Where I have gone mad
I'll scream until I cannot make
a single sound
  anymore.

  Pierce my skin with a blade
Shining silver coated in crimson
Slide it through the thin white and
Let scarlet rivers flow
I'll scream until I cannot hear
the words they say
  anymore.

  Stab sharp-edged swords into my soul
Vicious syllables tearing me to pieces
Rip me apart and scatter the shreds
Across the roiling ocean
I'll scream until I cannot live
in this cruel world
  anymore.

Everything is glowing like
Xmas, but there are no
Presents, there is only the
Looming cloud of death, hanging
Over us all, casting a gruesome
Shadow that no one can escape.
It reaches out a single hand, resting its fingers
On the earth. Suddenly,
N**othing exists anymore.

Music
Energizing, powerful
Rising, falling, inspiring
Speeding up my heartbeat
Song

And so it takes my breath away,

yanks it out of my throat

and tosses it to the wind.

  I am left mute,

and when my lips part,

only empty air is able to escape.

  The shadow laughs

at the tears that roll down my face

as I watch my voice drift away

  on the summer breeze.

I can see

the light has blinded me

to the truth

of the world.

Peel the layers of fog

off of my eyes

and let me see

reality.

Wake up

And see that the dark is

Killing you more quickly

E**very day

I am not one to write
words of love, but
Surely I must make an exception
for you

You pulled me up from the bottom
of the darkest sea
And into my hand you placed
a little candle to help me see

The other hand you took in yours,
Giving it new warmth
A heat that spread through my veins
and sent the fear away

We walked upon the diamond sand
and gazed up at the stars
Whispered secrets, shared stories,
found that we share pain

Now. hold me close
and don't let go
You keep me from falling down
Keep my hand warm inside yours

It's cliche to say that you
brought sunshine back to me
Even when no one else
seemed to truly see

I was lost, and I was alone
but you found me
I hear your voice, I take your hand
and now I am complete

I am not one to write
words of love, but
Now I have made an exception
for you

For you have surely earned these words,
scratched down in pale morning light
You treat my heart so carefully,
you're sure to do what's right

So let me keep
my hand in yours
As we walk
through the night

When the emotional heart is ailing,
or perhaps the mind,
A better cure I cannot find
than music.

The dips and the dives of notes,
sweet and sour, high and low,
The ups and downs of life perfectly shown
Sky to earth, earth to sky.

The beats of the drums and the pounding bass,
thumping their way through the room
Providing more feeling with every boom
Vibrating through the heart and soul.

The voices, the voices, and the words they share,
telling their stories for the world to hear,
Give something to relate, and draw a tear
Or make feet dance and toss away their cares.

The sounds overall, the perfect mix,
combining everything to let us know
That music can make our feelings show
Emotion is the key to music

and music is the key to emotion.

New note

Blank page

No pencil,

no pen

Just a smart piece of plastic

With a yellow background

and a keypad.



New note

Blank page

Half-awake and

bleary eyes

Half-blinded by no light

As the early morning

starts to rise.



New note

Blank page

Not sure what to write

A dozen thoughts

Spinning and twirling

And dancing and singing,

searching for release.

And so we watch everything fall
Explode around us in the air
Bone splinters and shards of glass
The remains of what never truly was

And so we learn to lose it all
The fire glinting off your hair
The spirits watching as we pass
Yearning for the life within us

And so we wish we could stand tall
Seek freedom from the darkest lair
And slay any who dare trespass
To survive we do what we must

And so we watch everything fall
Explode into our hearts and steal our air
Bone white and blood streaks and shards of glass
The remains of what everything was

Ominous,
The sound of sirens
just before
He should be home by now.

Ominous,
The blaring of my phone
and unfamiliarity
I do not recognize this number.



Ominous,
the solemn voice on the other end
telling me
Surely she's called the wrong person?

Ominous,
the way the world starts to crack
just before
Everything is shattering around me.

Did you see the dolphin with hands?
They grew from fins
and now he flips cakes,
serving them up for dozens of fans.

Did you see the dolphin with hands?
His keepers were shocked
when they saw the fingers,
long and gray with nails on the ends.

Did you see the dolphin with hands?
He can juggle, he can fight,
there is no one that he can’t smite.
Oh, and he makes houses out of sand.

Did you see the dolphin with hands?
Scientists are baffled,
doctors confused, because dolphins
shouldn’t be able to play in hair metal bands.

Did you see the dolphin with hands?
His name is Finn, despite the lack of them,
and he is a mutant fish
who can flip pans.

The skeletal trees
stand firm, black against the streaks
Of the rising sun.

Leaves, like butterflies,
dance on the river of wind,
fluttering high.

Red stream, flowing strong,
releases what hides inside.
Pain will erase pain.

Darkness, cold clawed hand,
reaches to grab hold of me.
It wants me to fall.

I f I wake before I die

Defy the pain of life's lie

Carve goodbyes into my skin

And scream to release the truth within

Lay me down six feet deep

Because I have no soul to keep

Let me wander lost forever

Until I vanish into the never

I f I wake before I die

Defy the pain of life's lie

Carve goodbyes into my skin

And scream to release the truth within

Lay me down six feet deep

Because I have no soul to keep

Let me wander lost forever

Until I vanish into the never

My hair

between his fingers

Soft, golden strands

Woven sunlight

slipping through

the gaps between the digits

A

whisper

Almost impossible to hear

Words of affection

brush against my ear

Dark eyes meet

ocean eyes,

pools of love.

Anger
building
and boiling
I want
to scream
Fury
that has no reason to invade
has taken over my brain

And the lights, they dance

Spin

Twirl

Fly

They fill the sky, gleaming, gleaming, gleaming,

bright.

They are invisible

except to my eyes.

They are the music,

the sound that pounds in my chest.

Boom

Boom

Boom

boom.

Vibrations ripple through my veins,

my blood fizzes and boils

I want to scream

and spin

and twirl

and fly

Like the lights in the sky

They cannot be seen by any eyes

Only mine, only mine

I alone can see

Because I alone can hear

The music, the beats, the rise

and the fall

I will explode from the force of it,

this sound that pours into my body

Absorbs into my skin

Bubbles into my blood

Dances through my mind

Setting me free

Like I've always wanted to be

Yes, I am free

I am free free free

And the music, it goes on

And the lights, they dance

The sky is exploding

sending shards of shrapnel

down to Earth

Orbs of cold and wet

that burst on impact

and soak their target in tears

Pieces of shrapnel

skitter across the road

on legs made of fragility

Cold  and wet

Teardrops of the sky

Who is it that cries?

Who do they cry for?

Do they see the shadows

that many on Earth have become?

Do they weep because

we are devoured by darker times?

Are the tears,

clear and cold,

pulled by the untimely arrival

of death to a young soul's side?

Do these weepers,

these beings who hide in the sky,

also suffer from

the dark diseases of life,

The mind-numbing drinks

And crazy-making smoke

And blood-hungry metal?

Why does no one weep for them

the way they weep for us?

When you say
that you are nothing,
I fear for you.
When the words that leave your lips
are shrouded in darkness,
I fear for you.
When you look as though
you're about to cry,
I fear for you.
I love you,
and I don't want you to be lost, and
I fear for you.

A lightning blot

just touched me heart

Jagged white strip

of pain

Flash!

Heartbeats thunder

through my brain,

provoked

by fear's burning breath.

A strange word, but it fits

how I feel

I cannot control

The shivering of my heart

The fire in my blood

The whispers in my head

Screaming for sweet silver and red

Everything inside me runs

Amok.

Is a rose a rose?

Nobody knows

what hides beneath those petals

Bloodstained

Smells like rust, like dust

and death

Sweet fragrance

Sharp thorn to ***** your finger

and send you spiraling down

into darkness

Falling

Shadows beneath

every sweet-smelling petal

Stained with blood

With death, with fear

Beautiful mask, nothing more

Underneath, nightmares sleep

Tucked under death-scented sheets

They wear that fragrance,

A sweet perfume

And when they bite you,

You smell it, too

Shaking

Shivering

Trembling

Afraid

My heart is

Trembling

Quaking

Shattering

Explosive

Sending tremors through my

Blood

Brain

Soul

Limbs

I don't know if I will live through this

Panic

Fear

Anxiety

Attack

Curious thing,

fluttering wings

Shedding dust

like iron sheds rust

Under glass dome

Ding-****, ding-****

But this bell does not toll

The only sound is wings against glass

Tap-tap, tap-tap, crystal sound

Big blue wings, curious things,

Why are they so blue?

The pen swirls a net to try and catch

The blue that fills the glass room

The drawing is done

Pointy silver, topped with a sphere,

comes out to play

The wings flutter, flutter, flutter

Fall still

New glass, flat sheet

Like ice on the road

No longer a soundless bell

Inside of which is trapped

a beauty

Unable to escape

Never to be set free

Flattened under ice-sheet glass

Curious thing,

Museum thing,

No more fluttering wings.

Here is a rose

It grows and grows,

an exquisite blossom blushing red

The blossom wilts

It dies and dies,

warm blush decaying brown

The petals fall,

dirt stained with blood.

Wishing on an eyelash, on
a star, on
a candle
Wishing on fragility
A breakable thing, a
fly-away thing, a
blow-out thing
Wishing for a dream, a
promise, a
love
Wishing for for better things,
Impossible things,
fairy wings,
magic
Wishing is fragile,
breakable,
something to be lost,
Floating
Wishing is hoping,
and hope is
what saves us

A rise of notes

A quickening of breath

A sudden explosion

of sound that never left

my ears.

It still echoes

never leaving my mind

It leaves a terribly beautiful

memory behind.

Ghost of a song

Of sadness, of pain,

of beauty that through music

shall forever reign.

It twirls and spins

through the chasm of my brain.

Swell of sound
In my chest
Wash away my fear
Forget life’s test

A voice, clear and smooth
Defining my mind
A cry to be heard
Determined to leave the pain behind

A great collection of sound
To make the emotion perfectly clear
Whether it makes you move your feet
Or provokes you to shed a tear

A song, so sweet,
Is all I need to guide my day
Another song, maybe one more
To help me find my way

So now I’m sitting here thinking
“What is wrong with the world?”
I see people laughing as the bombs go off
They say “Hey, people die every day.”
Well, yeah that’s true, but
why should they die from words and hate?
When peers laugh and jeer,
it hurts those that stand out
And the victims of words become bombs
And when the bombs go off
they join the ranks and march
six feet underground
with whoever was caught in the blast
And the survivors sit and wonder
“Why?”
then laugh again
So I was sitting here thinking
“What is wrong with the world?”
And now I’m thinking
“How can we save it?”

I can't stand this prison
with bars made out of
numbers and equations
I need to escape
Give me
an iron spoon
So I can dig my way out
Give me
a sleeping pill
So I can put
the guard to sleep
Steal the key
Unlock the door
Set me free
C'mon, bell
Hurry up and
                      ring!

Sitting here in Spanish
Not caring about estar
I don't want to be here
for two and a half
hours
I want to take a nap
But la maestra will wake me up
So
I
write
instead
And  as I write
I think about poetry
and
music
And I wish I had my iPod
So I could play some
Linkin Park
Lady Gaga
Paramore
owl City
and others
But at least I have
a notebook
So I can put my thoughts
onto
paper

Every day I fall
Into
darkness
Into
a
deep
dark
pit
The doctors call it
depression
I just say I'm
lost
And
every day
as I fall
I realize that
every
day
could
be
my
last

My heart feels like

it

will

explode.

I am trembling

vibrating

quaking.

I am

afraid

panicked

living

in fear.

I am always

afraid.

Nobody knows



Sad

Hateful

Angry

Terrible

Torn

Empty

Ripped apart

Eviscerated

Dying



How I feel

Flower

petals look like paint

Like the clouds opened up and wept

a rainbow

And the colors splashed and became

fragrant

Growing into the earth

Blooming



Lightning

bugs look like dying bulbs

Like that light in the lamp that

flickers

And struggles to stay brigh

and warm

Glowing desperately one last time

Exploding



Autumn

leaves look like flames

Like the trees exploded, every one

flaming

And now they all burn and glow

until death

Flickering fire is now

Dying



Snowflakes

look like broken glass

Like someone smashed a window

in the sky

And we all watch as the shards

fly by

Catching strands of sunlight

Blinding

Notes are spinning

through my head;

I need a way to

let them out

But those notes

drown out

the memories of

cruel words

that try to tear me apart

with my own hands.

So I will

let the songs play on

and save me from

being lost.

Let words flow

through the pen

and grow

on paper.



Let the whispers

of your heart

slip out to be seen

by the world.



Let everything

that plagues you

be released

by pen's sweet scrawl.



Let them see

the truth that is you,

the things that

you cannot say aloud.



Set yourself free,

release the butterflies,

they flutter across the page

and dance.