My world was once painted in different colors
of curiosity, emotion and passion
The world used to be wonderful without order
with words flowing around unpredictable motion
Art gave me feelings, laughter and crowns
Art made the world wonderful with all its sparkles
It pushed me high up, I don't wanna go down
I stayed up and happy as I ran in circles
but reality crushed the colors within me
tainted in black, seeing gray, and blinded in white
a life once blissful, flying so free
now, I feel like a helpless and controlled kite
Days continued on as my soul starts to drown
Light and colors gone, this seemed like a fallout
Art left me alone, with a rusty crown
Art left me for a reason I cannot figure out
Been gone for a while. Now, it's back.
Sudden surge of countless unknown emotions
Rushing current of seemingly lonely waves
Swept my soul in an unstoppable motion
With my its core all crushed and impossible to save
The burning sensation across the air
The tingling feeling down my toes up to my hair
All the things I never thought I'd do
Well, now I did, because of you
Hot and dangerous, oh I shall burn
From chilly ice to the fire I turned
Warmth of your fire all across my ice
Melting me softly, as my thirst they suffice
Oh sweet fire so exciting and warm
I would never thought I'd dive right in your arms
Sweet fire the burn you gave lingers from within
Oh sweet fire, everyday, for you, I'll gladly sin
Your memory burns in my mind and it never goes out of fire
Not all depressed cut,
Not all sad shed tears,
Not all strong fight,
Not all monsters roar,
Not all young are innocent.
Some just work harder to maintain a mask.
We are here,
And you have reason to fear,
We are the best liars,
We can manipulate the greatest con artist without batting an eyelash.
Watch out we are coming.
This is a dark and serious p poem but that didn't change the fact that In was tempted to put "and we're queer" instead of " And you have reason to fear" ****
It was late at night when I opened my eyes.
I couldn't see a thing.
Then it was suddenly hard for me to breathe.
I gasped for air but nothing came.
The face of everyone I cared about flashed before me.
I need to breathe.
I need to.
But I couldn't.
So I stopped trying.
It was meaningless.
I could not breathe, so I didn't.
I don't need someone else to waste my time
when I've done this much myself
Perhaps I'd be one of those books
Left in an almost empty shelf
Never anyone's first pick
Never have I been chosen
And as time ticks quickly
My destiny seemed frozen
Though it feels like time quickly slips away
Now I'll surely see
That time wasted was never wasted
If I waste it on me