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Riot Apr 2014
all the children of the earth
abused and bullied alike
want someone to know that they're there
so one night they were all crying
at the same time
none of them knew why
they just started to cry

everything that happened
hit them at once
the bruises and black eyes
chased them down in a hunt

and it got to them everything
nothing could stop the pain
an angel came down from heaven
and they gave them the blame

but a voice into the silence
calmed them quick as could be
so they looked into the sky
and saw
not and angle
but a key

"where are you from
why do you come
"
the children all called out
like a beat of a drum

"what matters is not me
it's the pain for i have come"
and the key came into them
and spoke like a bomb

we all have the same story
we all tried to fight for glory
we all lost
is this the cost?

the true bringing of madness is coming
you can't stop it
so come with me children
to a new place

where everything that's happened
won't matter
what they did to you
will not be seen
heard
or thought of

so come with me
to a place
where hurt can't be spoke of

they heard of this place
and gladly said yes
so the key said
"good
that is the end of your test"

so all looking at each other
without hesitation
on the bridge of sadness
where life had placed them

they jumped
for madness would not have caught them

but before they hit the ground
the key came out of them
"i didn't want them to jump  
i just wanted to help them"

for their hearts had been locked
he wanted to unlock them
but on the inside
he couldn't see
he didn't have time to stop them
Riot Jun 2014
Chosen
Helper
Loved
Over
Everything
Riot Dec 2014
forget the one that gave you life
because santa gives x-box
Riot Mar 2015
inhale exhale
my God i'm scared to fail
i got to get some things off my mind
sombody spoke of healing with smoke
it'll hurt
but it's worth it for a short time

breathe in the war thinking the fight will fade away
when slowly your lungs start to deteriorate


walking though the clouds for a moment of relief
coming back to earth with an addiction and blacker teeth
breathe in the demons, breath out the light
repeat the cycle when you don't wanna fight


the cigarette smoke, the cigarette smoke
and where will you go when the demons come home
the cigarette smoke, you're holdng it close
and you can't let go

i never wanted this
thought that i owned it
but turns out that it owns me
i'm getting weaker, a heartache
a fever
this is burning down my family tree

breathe in the war thinking you're fighting for the wrong side
turns out you're in the middle of the fight


walking through the clouds for a moment of relfief
coming back to earth with an addiction and blacker teeth
breathe in the demons, breathe out the lies
like when they told you that you had to fight


the cigarette smoke, the cigarette smoke
an where will you go when the demons come home
the cigarette smoke, you're holding it close
and you can't let go

the demons creeping up on me
been so long since i could really breathe
sombody help me before i die


walking through the clouds for a moment of relief
coming back to earth with an addiction and blacker teeth
*breathe in the demons, breathe out the life
repeat the cycle because it's too hard to fight
the cigarette smoke, the cigarette smoke
and where will you go when the demons come home
the cigarette smoke, you're holding it close
and you can't let go
Riot Jan 2015
bow down to me
you’re nothing without my fury
with clouds in your eyes
and smoke in your belly
don’t question my love
come to me my love
let me show why you dropped everything for me
for a couple of hours
with death in your hand
for a couple of hours
you might just understand

in the clouds
where everything is perfect
where all the stars aline
in the clouds
one more drink is worth it
just shut up and trust me
and walk across this burning bridge
it won’t hurt a bit my love
don’t be scared of my clouds
Riot Jul 2014
i do not believe in confidence
confidence is never really there
it's the thought
if it was there
hate couldn't destroy it so easily
Riot Oct 2015
i ask myself question such as “what if we were wrong, and the earth really is a square” which you gotta admit this would explain why we try so hard to live on the edge, and some people fall off.

And when we fall, we sprout wings like the clipped angel wings that i keep at my bedside to remind me that you still exist

and then it rains, and i go into my normal life contemplation, all my “what is lifes” and my “why is lifes” and then i wonder. maybe it rains like this because the angels are just as depressed as i am.
Riot Jan 2015
fingers crawling
whispers stalling
eyes balling
you're not falling

the fowl smell of broken halls
i wanna see you crawl
cry
Riot May 2014
cry
a person who cries knows the meaning of tears
Riot Mar 2014
when people say
"don't cry over spilled milk"
what do they mean?
it means don't cry over the little things.
but what if we did?
where would we be
for the bad guys
there would be a little less opportunity
like if we were cautious on 9/10
there would be no 9/11
and if we didn't second guess the good in Jesus
we would all be in heaven
but crying over spilled milk
won't get us anywhere
try crying over spilled milk sometime
Riot Apr 2014
When your mind doesn't care
When nobody will listen
When you feel it in the air
And your heart will feel a glisten

To be free
From the stress of
Real life and it's tests
So dance your heart out
Be better than the rest
If you love to dance and know it
Riot May 2015
the sun breaks through the clouds
a warm welcome on my skin
a smile breaks upon my face
a smile that stems from within
a memory of when we were kids comes passing by my lens
it's been a while
a long while
since we made crowns with dandelions
Riot Sep 2014
it's so dark
and i'm the only one with wings to fly

is this art?
or is it just another lie?

the silence screams the truth
but the darkness screams the lies
and it's so loud in here
there's a crowed in here
Riot Sep 2014
we walk through the forest
we take a step in the light
we never wanna stop
but we have to rest sometimes

i try to stop to tell you
we're almost there
hold on
but in the darkest meadow
no words can be drawn
so we walk
and walk
and walk
until we're tired of the dark
and it's then that i realize
i was walking by a spark

i try to tell you
" it speaks! i speaks!"
but you stare at me and i see you think
nothing speaks in the meadow
only silence guides the weak

but what if weakness
is in the mind?


so i try to bring you to the other side of me
to see the lightning spark
but all you say to me is:
*"it's beautiful in the dark"
Riot Nov 2014
scheming
daydreaming
heart bleeding
i take a step up
here i am
i’m breathing
in this world it’s do or die
don’t touch me
i’m leaving
i never liked the taste of silence anyway
Riot Mar 2015
we were so good together
you taught me how to fold
but whenever the world got better
you and i were still cold
thought there was nothing better
you convinced me that was true
but now i found better
and i'm leaving you

i'm don't with the lies
i'm done with the fight
when you wake up in the morning i'll be gone

dear lonely
i don’t need you anymore
so sorry not sorry
Dear lonely
i am done with the war
I've already won
it’s over it’s over
you can’t take me now
you’re the wall i had to break down
dear lonely
i’m leaving tonight
and i won’t be back at all.

and it got so ugly
when you took me out with your friends
because depression and anger
made me loose my mind again and again
you did nothing for me
when i gave you all i had you just stood there
well the silence ends now

i'm doing what's right
by me this time
*don't bother waking up in the morning because i'll be gone
Riot Apr 2014
dear teacher
thank you for showing me
the bad guy wins
thank you for showing me
new life can't begin
because people can't change
is that how you put it?
my friend would have something else to say
seeing she use to be a bully today
but people
can't
change
lets take a step back
back to the beginning
if God didn't save us
your thought would be winning
so tell me teacher why can't we change?
better yet
why can't you change?
you taught me a lesson
that i shouldn't have learned    
if i fail at life
it's because you taught the lesson
thank you for helping me choose my profession
taking a look at the light
then turning in the other direction
anyone i know won't turn out like you
i won't let them
i'll show them the good
dear teacher
God can change them
Riot Sep 2014
Should I tell you that you can fall
just so we both can rest underneath it all?
Should the ice overtake us?
when we jump from cloud to cloud
running out
falling down
just to bruise and come back now

should you die to know that i could have saved you anyway'
or should i go on with the plan that i have known since that day
and i know the demons won't take you away
but i don't know what God wants me to say
Riot Aug 2014
how much wood could a wood chuck chuck
if all the odds were against him?
Riot Aug 2014
what's the one thing that would stop you from you reaching your dream?
Riot Aug 2014
Would the ability to fly keep you from the ground?
Riot Aug 2014
would you rather reach for the moon and succeed, or give a star to someone whose lost hope in them?
Riot Aug 2014
what's the difference between you and a ghost?
Riot Aug 2014
If a tree fell in a forest and nobody was ariund to hear it would it cry? Why?
Riot Nov 2014
have you ever seen a demon?

their eyes fill with hatred
but they act like saints around other people who don't know them
and i pretend not to see the demon
that has tortured me since i was seven
because they say it's against the bible not to love him

this very dark
thing
that hurts my sister and not me
if she would just keep her mouth shut
we would all be happy

and as it looks into my eyes
and decides to spear me
i wait for him to look away
take a deep breathe
and remind myself
"that's not a demon
that's daddy"
Riot Jun 2014
I've been depressed for like a few weeks now
for the first time in years
i thought it was the over consumption of fears
i thought it was the secret of a friend I've known for years

but it's the sister who's too shallow to read between the lines
while i'm writing this poem
she is saying how bitter i am

it's the brother who won't listen to me
i warned him
the day he almost hit my friends foot with the car
he told me to remember my place

it's the father that always thinks he's right
he tells me all the things that would be better for me
but doesn't care about me going to the doctor
for a wound that's been hurting for years
but as long as i'm doing something for the church
because to him
i have to do more than
choir
dance
praise and worship
and it has to be in the big church

it's the mom
that didn't notice
when i became bulimic
didn't notice when my stomach was cringing with pain

but the one thing i don't know
why am i not suicidal?
i hate that i have something to live for

i hate that i want people everywhere to see
they're better than their memories
they're better than their pain
better than their misury

i hate that i have a reason to live
because that means i have to live with the following facts:
someone is sexually assaulted every 2 minutes
america feeds four countries
while they still have homeless people here
blacks are the majority of the drop out rate

and until the people like me
who remember these things
decide to fight there
i have to live with depression
*to show them i care
Riot May 2014
did you even notice
how many people need your help?
their silent screams of desperation
your silent knife in their back
every time you don't say anything

did you even notice
how many scared arms are in your hallways
how many lockers
read "*****"
how much blood is on the floor
how many people hide who they are
all because you won't say anything

did you even notice
all the skeletons in your closet
depositing a check
for a hundred more laws
in your mind
behind a cage of time
your past is the master
controlling your ****** design
but you didn't speak

did you ever notice
you never cried
a good cry  
and you can't speak out
because your the same inside
Riot Jul 2016
Dilusional baracades
I've said everything I've ever needed to say
But it doesn't seem to be enough to go around

rose thornes in our poisened heads
stitched together with needle and thread
we take our brains and dip them in lead
it smells just fine to me

Dimmed dreams and shiny things
we thing about the lies we used to feed
feed ourselves and our decorated bleeds
Nothing is right
Because once we all had fleed
It was nothing but dimmed dreams
and shiny things
Riot Oct 2014
What do I do when someone asks me
"are you ok?"

Do I tell them
I got a million miles closer to something
to which I had to stay away

Do I tell them my supposed "mentor"
Is now the source of my pain
And I could look in his eyes
Without seeing him
And see
He almost cared

Do I tell them that my father might be right
that I might be bipolar?

Do I tell them everything I've worked for
Behind their backs
Might have killed me in a second

If I looked back at at the trail of blood
That I left behind

Was there really a chance where I could have told them
*if I tried
Riot May 2014
you can get in my face
then try to pretend i'm not there
but don't you dare try to tell me
that i don't care
Riot Apr 2014
don't talk about it
it's not real
it's not there
it's in your head
they're trying to get to you
they want your life
they want you to care
but it's not right

because sticks and stones may break your bones
but a thought can destroy a nation
don't feel for them
don't talk to them
because they won't feel for you
in the end
they'll tell you anything
to get under your skin
then when your at the bottom
you'll trust them again
don't give in
don't let them win
because they won't do the same in the end

don't think
don't speak
don't feel
because in the end

**nothing they say will be real
Riot Oct 2014
a man prayed for a car
and got a horse
he was so mad
"God you know i want a car!"
but God had a different plan
despite this mans prayer
God wouldn't give him a car
because to get a car
he needs you ride through the valley
Riot Mar 2015
look into your eyes
can’t you see you’re slowly dying
But the pain was just too familiar to leave
Look at your disguise
can’t you see you’re always lying
But some words are just too  true for you to speak
there’s more to life than the scars you hide with long sleeves
So don’t stop fighting
Riot Jun 2014
words are subject to the person using them
that's why friends use curse words to greet their "homies"
but parents still tell their kids to condone these
words could mean anything
depending on whose speaking
so don't tell me to apologize
because you won't like what i'm saying
words don't mean anything
sometimes words aren't enough
Riot Apr 2014
We all know who we are
But who are you?
Riot Mar 2014
they hid there dreams in a box
nobody knew who they were
they thought they would be pushed out by society
but that's exactly how they were
keep dreaming everybady
Riot Aug 2014
i dream of your hand
holding mine
a love that was never there
the hand that was supposed to hold mine
is holding my arm tightly
please let go
you're hurting me
Riot Mar 2014
my head's under water
no air to be found
i try to scream out
but you don't hear a sound
my final tear isn't seen
and i don't know what it means
i'm not drowning in water
i'm drowning in responsibility
who knows what it's like to drown?
Riot Feb 2016
i don't know where to put you

your hands just under reach my skin
i'm not considered a victim
my bruises are on the inside
and the fault goes to me
i'm not abused

but yet

the thought of even adressing you makes me sad
"the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i ever had"
that line meant nothing until my sleep brought to my attention
my dad
i peel at my sanity
no more than a locked room
your words push me down the stairs
because they never speak the truth
especially when they force out the words *"i love you"


my emotions are confused
my emotions are unused
my emotions are scared to death of his
**emotional abuse
Riot Aug 2014
Broken memories
In the shadow of the start
Hollow water
In the window of my heart
Tears of fire bring me higher
Taking abuse
And I'll remember to remember all of you
Riot Aug 2014
every rose has it's thorn
but every thorn has it's rose
and sometimes you can't catch up to where your life goes
and sometimes it seems the air is a better home
but don't
jump
yet


i know how bad it feels
falling through the cracks
but you don't know what it feels like when you've fallen all the way through
and you never will
because i believe in you

you see the stars
with your broken heart
you hold the answers on your shoulders along with all the boulders
your strong
you've got a lot going on but you're strong
Riot Sep 2014
experience isn't the best teacher
God is
Riot Jul 2014
i
am just a picture on a screen
waiting to be liked
and it's funny how this is so much like real life
all we want is to be liked
but when your boyfriend likes that girls picture
your heart is broken

i
am just an update
every single post
boosts my self esteem
even though i feel like it's sinking
but i have 200 followers
might as well keep going
until i'm all drained out

and i would walk out in what God has for me
but i
am just a little picture on a computer screen
waiting
for someone to like me
Riot May 2014
a face is somthing we can't take off
so why do girls have to put it on in the morning
for the overuse of makup
Riot Mar 2016
you lose faith by having faith in something that distroys you
like a spiritual virus
and i decided to ignore you
because after all you mean nothing to me
right?
but by the looks of it
it's easier for you to hold on tight
thats fine
some people find it harder to get past things
it's the way normal people go about their normal feelings
but i can only write so many poems about something so meaningless
so don't act like i'm feeling what you feel
i stopped having faith in viruses
you should stop having faith in ideals
Riot Aug 2014
beauty is in the faith
faith in failure of darkness
Riot Jan 2015
when the family is cold
everybody fights for warmth
in the corner of the memories we all had together
but the time is running out
and it's time i'm running out
if thats the only way to bring the summer back
Riot Jul 2015
a family is as strong as the disciplining hand of their parents. don’t coddle your children.

a family is as weak as the desciplining hand of their parents. **don’t abuse your children.
Riot Jun 2014
i remember when i used to catch fireflys
and watch them as they glow
but now they're a distant memory
of the childhood i should have known

i've always been
a little less then a prodogy
but
a little more then average
my "childhood" was (is) just a job
for which i didn't get paid
and when i was tired of acting (not so) my age
my parents told me i had to go

i've always been
a little more then needed
but
a little less then right
and everyday i'd tell my bones to just
hold on tight
but now i'm breaking
making every single move a mistake
and
takeing every single word that you say
but hey
i'm 12 years old
why would i have a say?

so every night the only thing i could do
was catch fireflys
but i'm too old now
**and i have bible study tonight
Riot Sep 2014
I'm insane

To me you're a rose
With the steam of a single thorn
And you can't just leave me alone to morn

Because the only part of you I wanted to touch made me bleed
And as I watch the bush you get lost in
You're the only flower I see
With your single thorn
To this day
I morn
Because that thorn is a part of me

Because insanity
Is doing the same thing
Expecting different results
And everytime I bleed
**I expect it to be green
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