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Jan 2014 · 789
thought of the day.
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
Sometimes when you love someone, really love someone you're blinded by their bad intentions, the malice that exists in them.  The jealousy that reeks their eyes and the lies that live in their heart.  Love is evil because love can be blind in the eyes of a beholder. Love can also be gentle and sweet when when eyes are honest and kind.
Jan 2014 · 1.3k
souls
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
We're all souls on this wonderful planet,
filled with pains,
thoughts and opinions.
We're all souls on this massive planet,
looking for someone like us.
To understand us,
to love us,
and appreciate us.
We'r all souls on this planet,
looking for answers,
Compassion,
and someone to believe in us,
like we do for them.
-i.g.
Jan 2014 · 756
to be a fool
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
You're breath on my neck,
It replays in my head everyday.
Your whispers, they taunt me.
Your heart lies.
The softness and clarity of your lips on my chest,
Leave me restlesss,
Aching for more.
To be a fool
Or to be sane,
That is the question.
Our bodys intertwind,
But to afriad to truly touch.
The heart frolics with the mind ,
Leaving both fragil,
Weak.
To be a fool,
That's the question.
The breath which you leak, isolates my heart,
And manipluates my mind,
To foolishness.
To be a fool,
A fool to love you.
Jan 2014 · 1.4k
A wolf in disguise
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
How can you love a wolf in disguise ?
your sharp teeth,
your claws speak danger.
My back bleeds
Pain,
A scar with the memory of distrust
You did this to me,
A wolf in disguise
I love him.
Jan 2014 · 431
idea
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
Take me on a moonlight stroll
Let the waters reflect our love,
Give me your heart and ill give you mine.
Jan 2014 · 842
It was all the same.
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
It was all the same,
Morning to Morning,
Night to night.
The meaning of beatitude did not exist in me,
Only bleakness enriches my soul.

Little joys in dogs and toys did not entice me,
Neither did the florishing perfums of stores after stores.
A smiles started to become a fabricated motion of crinkling the corners of my cheeks.
Limelight staunched ,
Power in my hands,
And the world at my feet.

The world was no longer colorful,
With hopes and dreams.
Red and blue.
Clouded and pricked.
Black and white.
Vision gray.

It was all the same.
Morning to Morning,
night to night.
My purpose,
The meaning,
Vanished like spring.
It blooomed, it peaked, it died.

It was all the same.
Everything around me turned gray.
Jan 2014 · 6.9k
Red Lipstick
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
The mirrior is my adversary.
My eyes variance, what others don't see.
To the word I'm adequate, crowning , spotless, and skilled

Every morning I wake up, get ready and cover my lips in red majestic mac

Red lipstick seems to illuminate confidence in the eyes of many,
but to me it is merely a pigmented shield of secrets.
Humorous isn't it?
Every unmarred life, seeks to relive its pigments
Fears, self-doubt, imperfection.

Mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall..
Who's the thinnest of them all...


The sound of battle rumbles
Conscious at wrists ends
Bawling in me

Fat,
Fat,
Fat,

Yours tricks are foul, you tauntful mind
Vision is blurred from reality,
Oh mind how you love to frolic

Your sheer joys leave me unpieced,
The snickering of my mirror,
Damages my frame.

Sorrowing fades my red lipstick
Pigments revealed,
Vulnerable,
Unworthy,
Marred to the bone

Quickly I learned that the mind is the enemy, filled with con

Staring in my mirror and all I see is fat.

Red lipstick always seems to fade by the end of the night.
Jan 2014 · 1.7k
Anger
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
Anger becomes me,
Rage engages my fits .
Such unholy acts transpire through me.
Blood vesicles are visible on my illuminant skin.
Breath becomes heavy,
breath grows slow.
Tears puff in my eyes.
Lost, is my mind,
Solace is solitary.
To me it's all the same,
Solace to anger  
and,
anger to pain.
Rage grows old,
Smiles become unholy,
Tears are solitary.
Anger,
Anger,
Anger.
Jan 2014 · 787
time
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
That two am silent summer morning.
The eleven pm rigid fall night.
A three pm dire afternoon.
Time flies with distinct feelings,
That morning, I saw your soul.
The night a crime of passion was committed.
A afternoon, where words will never forgotton.
time.
eleven pm beraved,
by the lies of your silent summer soul,
By the mistake composed of passion,
And by the words that were lies,
That killed our time.
Jan 2014 · 1.4k
wolf
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
Take my heart and ******* shred it like paper.
It hurts a lot less, then your unkindful ways.
Your eyes they've lied.
Your heart, black.
Your hands, dirt.
Undelicate, unmanly.
A evil wolf in the crowd of many.
His voices stands against the rest,
Limelight is pure,
His words, power.
My heart trampled, my body delicate,
Like a flower in spring.
Your hands they lie of sin, just like the poker face you hold.
Flush,
I call bluff.
My eyes saw gold,
And purity in a lost wolf.
Amorous souls get tricked into loving fools.
You lying non-caring **** of **** that I always say the best in.
Jan 2014 · 588
I wish it wasn't so.
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
I love you. I wish it wasn't so.
Tonight you went so low,
You've cause my tears and my cries,
And now I think its time for goodbye.
I love you. I wish it wasn't so
It was never the same for you because it was easy for you to let me go.
I love you. I wish it wasn't so.
I love you.
I love you.
I wish it wasn't so.
Jan 2014 · 556
friendship
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
Friendship exists in many forms.
Dog to human and cat to mouse,
The eyes will never find true friendship in an old  burning fire,
And neither will the heart.
Two past lovers will always remain in the dark.
Two people who had deep feelings for each other will never be friends without having it mean more.
Jan 2014 · 630
Silence.
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
Two am on that chill summer night,  
We hungout for the first time since our part.
Words were said,  and screams were yelled,
But the silence was always more loud.
I could never bring my heart to speak to you, because your lips spoke dishonesty.  
My head always knew that, but my soul could never believe that.
That night while we were laying in bed, nobody was home.  
I looked at you and you looked at me,
I actually let you peek into my eyes,
because for once I wanted you to see my soul,
I wanted to see yours.  
I wanted our silence to be stopped. 
 Your lips spoke to me, as did your touch,
Fireworks illuminated in my heart, we both felt it.  
Laying there we both stayed scared. I could feel it, so could you.
We talked,  but then silence came above us again.
I established my head on his chest,
I could feel his heartbeat following the rythm of a fast drum.
His breath was restless, as was mine.  
Our souls contemplated one another and we knew we were wrong all along.
We both stayed silent,
It was always louder than our words. 
 As dawn was approaching us, we knew this night wouldn't last for ever.
It wasn't two am anymore or a chill summer night.  It was time we faced reality,  
our eyes spoke the truth,
our hearts felt the ache,  
our breath yearn for each other, but our lips spoke nothing. 
 Silence never spoke so loud.  
We pretend like it was okay,
 That time wasn't on our side,  but in reality,  
we both knew time is always there until we let it slip away.
That's what we did.  
Time left and so did we.
Our silence screamed and so did our souls everytime we crossed paths,
which is  often.
our silence knew more than us, that it was never supposed to end like this.
Sometimes love isn't enough, it seems. We both knew this isn't how it's supposed to be.
Jan 2014 · 456
lost in paradise.
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
The world is a blue paradise.
The cold air shivers on my skin,
My lungs can't afford to breath.

The world is closing it's windows,
I close my eyes..
I imagine glory...
A sunset to keep me free,

Lost in despair,
Who am I..
What am I...
A girl lost in paradise.

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