Alone with my thoughts,
alone with all these knives,
knives waiting in the shadows,
waiting to pierce me,
to pierce my heart once more,
my heart that's been broken before,
many times before,
and before I met you,
I had no idea what love meant
or if it was worth trying for,
but now because of you
I don't have to feel that way anymore.

I feel like I'm about to cry
and the only thing that's going to stop me
are the tears that drown me

I don't have blood in my veins,
but I have this steady, snapping beat,
I don't have a boy on my brain
but this chorus constantly on repeat.
because life just brings me pain,
and when the world becomes
just one big game,
music is the only thing
that understands me

She was the melody,
the song my heart
has always been searching for,
the beat that could always make me
stand up and dance,
and just like the song
I can't get stuck out of my head,
I will never forget you,
even after the last chord strikes
and my head hangs heavy.

I am going to die soon.

Life is just a flicker,
like turning off a light.
One second the light's there
and then its gone

The world's been around
for billions of years.
I won't make a difference.
My stories wont be told
in textbooks for students
to roll their eyes over .

The only thing I'll leave behind
is my carbon footprint.
I'll only be killing
Mother Earth
the longer I live

People take their time
trying to figure out life's least
answered questions,
but no one has ever wondered this:

Is life worth living at the cost of another?

I want more than just your hand
thumb rubbing circles over my calluses
I want more than just your lips
awkward and unrhythmic
I want more than just your words
mumbling with downcast eyes

I want your fingertips
fluttering with curiosity
I want your tongue
quenched with my saliva
I want your promise
that this is more than just childish lust

I crush spiders
Instead of taking them outside.
If they break into my house,
then they deserve to die :)

Breakups rhymes with makeups
because the two go hand in hand.
Love straps you in for a loop-de-loop
it slams you from side to side
and just when you think you're safe,
that you've finally reached your peak
you p
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And just like a roller coaster,
it can either be fun or scary
depending on the person.
And though I enjoy roller coasters,
love terrifies me.

M y favorite songs

U se words that sound like

S traight poetry, but I also like songs that

I nclude no words at all. I guess I just like any

C ategory of music that makes my soul stand up and dance

There is a place where my world ends
And before your's begins,
And there is a bridge that's old and broken
And there no words are ever spoken
And there my thoughts are free and open
To drag me down and condemn.

Let me leave this place where I'm all alone
And stuck with demons I cannot defend.
Past the oceans filled from my tears
I shall run with a run that may take years,
And past my most delicate and darkest fears
From the place where my world ends.

Yes I'll run with a run that may take years
And past my most delicate and darkest fears.
Oh, but I'll always hear the screams in my ears
From the place where my world ends!

They say opposites attract.
It's even proven by science.
Two poles will always
fit together like puzzle pieces,
like they were made for each other,
while two poles from the same place
will always repel each other
no matter how hard you try
to force the two together.
Everyone I know dreams
that their soulmate will be just like them,
that they'll be able to bond
over similar stories and interests.
But I'll be out there
looking for my polar opposite.
Because if I can't trust my heart,
I trust science.

we pick up the pieces
when everything is gone
smooth out the creases
and carry on

If you love me
unlock these chains
give me air
set me free
just trust for once
that I'm doing right
so I can breathe

One day it'll change
I'll pack my bags
and leave
so you can't control
whats in my mind
for once I'll see
what happiness is
and finally be able
to ditch the gradually
building pressure that's been
in my chest for years

When I flee
I'll find love
and then I'll see
that you never
ever really loved me

I think I'm starting
to look like I'm starving.
My cheeks are sunken,
my stomach can't function,
and my ribs are poking.
My stomach's only soaking
up water cause I'm pounds away
from my goal weight.
But it'll never be enough.
I'll never be enough...

I know who I am
you say I should care
but really I don't give a ****
about the clothes I wear

Forcing glitter upon my body
will not change my self esteem
or even make me the hottie
that you so childishly dream

You made me this way
by your harsh-spitting words
until what little I grasp decays
into one of my baggy t-shirts

I can't go back
to the world I used to know
where no one would ever attack
the way I've grown

I swear I know who I am.

With you I'll feel forever young
even when I'm old and gray,
running and jumping under the sun  
until the last of summer fades.
You'll always be the breath in my lungs
that turns the dark into the day.

My dreams every night
are always the same,
of me taking my back pack
and running away.
But it's not the running away that's weird.
It's that I'm always running from my fears,
from the same place,
from the same person.
I'm running away from you
whether its in the dead of night
or the middle of the day,
because I'll do anything
to keep the demons at bay.
But just for once
I wish I could be brave,
because running from your problems
makes you afraid,
at least that's what society says.
Sometimes I just wish
I could control my dreams,
so that whenever I feel like running away
I could turn around
and finally meet you face to face.

I've changed so much over these last few months
even the girl in the mirror doesn't know me anymore.
Because all I do now is flip on people.
The mask I've tried so hard to keep up has slipped.

I've dragged down everyone around me.
I've made you not even wanna look at me.
I've made me start to hate myself.

I can no longer look at myself
because the girl in the mirror is going to judge me.
Because I know I've dragged her down too.
I need to pull my mask back up
before she hates me just like you do

Where there is light,
love will always follow
Where there is darkness
I will be your flashlight

I pick up the stones
carry them on my back
so you're not alone

The rocks they stack
and you shed the tears
with me right there
we conquer your fears

You know I care

I would break
my withered bones
for that grin to wake
as your own

I've got jealousy
inside of me.
I can't set it free,
I can't let you see
this monster inside of me
because I can't guarantee
that I'll keep my sanity,
and though I can't breathe
I'll continue to keep
this jealousy
inside of me.

We all were so close,
we all had each other's backs,
and you gave the best hugs
until you stabbed me in the back.

You had turned so fast
I had to do a double take,
I had no idea
you could act so fake.

I wish I would've known
that you had another person
living inside of you,
a parasite infecting you
from the inside out,
I wish I had never had to find out.

I wish I could just have
the old you back,
because you used to give the best hugs
until you stabbed me in the back...

People who write poetry
always wear their hearts on their sleeves.
They’re not afraid to feel
or look weak.
Poets aren't afraid to look for answers
in the binds of their mind,
or to sit and reflect over regrets
that most people try to forget.
Poets look at a sunset
and instead of seeing the opportunity for
a perfect picture
see the opportunity for
a perfect poem
that only they can write.
Yes poets are not only a different kind of people,
they're also a different kind of beautiful

You are a hued rainbow of stars
hotter than a blue Virgo flame
though to the naked eye
you appear to be lilac
just as identical to the others
never shining any brighter

Yet I know the truth
I can see the spectrum
visualize what others cannot fathom
know you're brighter than Polaris
guiding my ship to your shore
and into the hollowness of your arms

get a grip
your falling
soon you'll trip
and lay sprawling
         He's using you
        block out the lies
      He's trying to *****
   around with your mind

Big nose,
droopy eyes,
overbite,
big sigh.
Too fat,
too flat,
skin dry,
I wanna cry.

There is a place that I like to go
where all of my problems are slower than slow.
And there the voices of all of the birds
come together in sing~songy herds.

My friends have all gone
at the break of dawn,
but I am happy
to not be the least bit sappy

When the sky bleeds into the iridescent water at night,
I am not afraid, not the littlest fright.
For I know tomorrow the light,
will shine and the darkness it will fight

Everything is joyous except for the moon,
for it is lonely and I am too.
But why would I give up all I have
for a little taste of the friendship path?

You told me If I loved you
that I'd move on.
Now we no longer talk,
now I cry myself to sleep,
now I no longer eat,
now I have put up my walls,
now I'm tired of it all,
now I never talk.
Now I know I said I'd go away,
but my heart keeps begging me to stay

Pitter patter
doesn't matter
arms extended in flight,
head held back in delight

"It's the little battles that win the war,"
I repeat over and over again
even as my war paint wears off,
as I'm fighting an uphill battle.
I know I can't give up
because surrendering means
sacrificing my humanity,
everything I've been fighting for.
I won't be the daughter
you want me to be,
I will break free,
I will be me.
"It's the little battles that win the war."

Words caught
in a knot
when we talk
pausing stutters
deafening mutters
of scratchy chalk
Im afraid
you won't stay
when i'm in
in a trance
from just one glance
cannot look away

feet flying fast
yet barely touching the ground

small silent strides
that make no sound

wind whipping wildly
through my mane of hair

time ticking tandem
slowing this moment everywhere

I have a fire in my throat
and angry, tired eyes.
I've seen a thing or two
I've flown as far as the moon,
and these experiences,
these burdens,
have aged me far beyond my years.
I no longer feel fear
or happiness or sadness,
all that's left is this madness
that I just can't seem to shake.
So leave me alone before I break,
because I have a fire in my throat
and angry tired eyes
that aren't afraid
to watch you die:)

I was watered down
my raging fire
was singed to the ground

I may be a liar
mean and nasty
my words they hurt
the pain everlasting

I'll throw on the dirt
and **** your flame
I'll rage once more
remain untamed

I'll settle the score
an eye for an eye
I no longer care
If your light dies

For I will finally flare

her voice has risen
deep and heartbroken
notes spread out so thick
they sound imprisoned

when harmonized with another
its offbeat and dragging
when by itself
its a mournful smother

yet I sit and listen
heaviness in my chest
what is behind those bright eyes
that I've been missing?

Valentine's day is looming closer
and I can't wait to be the only one
who doesn't get one of those boxes of chocolate
with all of the assorted flavors to pick through.
I'm looking forward to not be given
one of those teddy bears that are as big
as a seven-year-old going through a growth spurt.
I'm so thrilled to not receive
a cringey Hallmark card
with a "Roses are red" poem hiding inside.
Hell, I'm even happy
to not get a kiss from a lover
or a hug from a friend I've known since elementary.
Valentines day is dumb and disgusting
and the people who celebrate it are just suckers.
Feel free to pass me up Cupid!
I'm totally not jealous...

When I'm sad the words stop,
my trail of ink slows
I have so much on my mind,
so much that clashes together
that my thoughts cancel each other out,
the pen won't touch the paper,
and all I'm left feeling
is lonely and confused and scared,
because these words are trapped inside of me,
pounding on the prison bars,
screaming to get out,
suffering in my sadness
until the end of eternity.

Watching the world go by
with tears in my eyes,
oh, how fast time flies
when you're sitting on the sidelines.
Lately I haven't been living at all,
and though I may seem small
in the world's grand view,
I'm only being put down by you,
the one who puts me in chains,
the only one to blame,
you think this is all a game
when all I've ever wanted was my own name.
No, I'll never be ashamed
to not want to be cut down by the knife,
it should be my God-given right
to live my own life!

Love is one hand on the steering wheel
and the other holding mine,
Love is trying too hard to make you laugh
just so I can see that smile again,
Love is being able to tell you
every little thing that comes to my mind,
Love is knowing that I will always
have a best friend,
Love is never wanting this feeling to end.

This guilt has wormed its way deep,
digging it's way inside of me,
making me feel empty,
and lost,
and unhappy.
I want so badly to reach
for that place deep inside of me
and rip it out,
cut it down
before it can grow bigger,
and thicker,
and way out of control,
but If I've learned anything it's that
lies make people stay
and the truth pushes them away...