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R R Nov 2016
You have built me up,
Brick by brick.
Than I watched these walls grow
Far above the line of my sight.
Only to lock me
Inside the cage.
I watched you walk away.
Now I'm stuck and I'm evolving
But I yearn for the feel if the wind
Flowing through my feathers.
You stole a piece of me,
And I've grown tired of this cage.
Never has fear felt so friendly.
As I tore down your walls
Found the key to my cage.
I opened my wings and fell.
But that ground just brought back the life in me.
My soul has never flown on its own.
You loved me to ruins
Now I shall rise from the ashes.
R R Nov 2016
How many pieces does it take to create a soul?
There's no such thing as truth
Only perspectives.
But what were to happen if a piece would be to go missing?
Could we proclaim ourselves whole?
I will love you for all your pieces.
Try to fix you
Rid you of sin.
All the words ever heard through day out and day in.
The world is a beautifully wretched place filled with broken dolls and shattered hearts.
Corroded minds and fragile bones.
I will love you.
I will love you
I will love you.
Not for who I am but for who you wish me to be.
So let me correct you in order to save myself.
I will love you to ruins.
R R Nov 2016
What happened to you?
This little girl that held her hand high with the answer dancing off her fingertips.
Who gave a hug to strangers because she believed that it was the cure to sadness.
How did you end up so empty?
You had someone walk away from you,
Raised your voice but felt like no one was listening,
Were promised the world only to get nothing,
You were made of gold;
But who turned you to stone?
R R Nov 2016
There's always been a difference
Between the way you act and the words you say.
I never caught on to your mindless little games.
While you pulled my strings
I was happy because at least you were playing with me.
All those words that I hope to one day believe that you meant.
But you actions told a different story
I'd saved you all the while you killed me.
Tenderly
Slowly
Beautifully.
Just how love was always described to me.
Until I was left in a corner watching you pull another girls strings blindly.
That was when you porcelain doll lost her first piece.
I let you back in
And like the fool I was I fell even more quickly forgetting that you weren't going to be there to catch me.
Just like how you always said you would be.
You left
Leaving me to shatter
In a million little pieces.
It took so many months that it felt like years to be over you.
Yet there's a part of me I can't get back
Because I gave it to you
Hoping you'd give one back.
R R Aug 2016
The whisper of words
Across the distance of skylines
Are leaving you breathless.

Why do we have our head in the clouds only to leave our feet on the ground?
If we're to explore I want the adventure wholeheartedly.
Not a five minute trip to the grocery store.

We can't afford to lose what we already have.
But I have been left with nothing,
And yet I'm not content.
You speak with confidence that I have the best gift,
Because I will never know the feeling of loss or sorrow.

Yet all I feel is that I want to walk among the clouds and leave my head on the ground.
No more voices telling me lies,
No more judgement for who I've become.

The whisper of your words
Across the distance of skylines
Are leaving me in an echo
Of what I once was.
R R Aug 2016
One day.
The stars will fall,
They will collide.
The sun will set,
And the moon will fall.
Everything will become silent.
My mind will wander,
To distant dreams,
And my nightmares will perish.
Death will no longer be an obligation.
Living won't be a choice.
A free spirit,
My eyes will be open,
And I won't be vulnerable
To these demons.
The clouds will be beneath me
And I will be free.
I will be infinite;
R R Aug 2016
My bones are yearning for so many things.
Here I lay with eyes open and my heart bounded by chains;
Where do we begin to rearrange the broken pieces?
Try to fix something so far gone or just leave and forget the damage.
Bruised bones and haunted memories, no longer can I look at this blasted ceiling.
The world doesn't stop turning when someone's screaming.
Why do we purposefully chase the hearts we know we'll never win?
Wait for someone to save us when they're busy saving themselves.

We can change the present, the future and the ending.
But I'd like to reserve the right to change past.
I want something illogical, to be free.
For why not lie on this ground and knowing that as hard as I grasp for the stars.
There will never be a time where I can call the sky mine.
Yet that's all I've ever dreamed.
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