Feigning happiness
Knowing you can be cast-off
By so called close friends

Though the laughs, and moments brightened up many days
Though you constantly bring us up
In between the lines, in all your closest bonds,
When your there for those around,
Is the reason everyone’s so fond of all you are
The reason why we’ll support you back
Cause between the lines, we know it’s true
All of us have had worse days than others
But you were there,
And we’ll be too

The magnitude of words,
   Invokes to each a different response
     Many use this power for evil,
       And release it among the unsuspecting seeds
         Still growing, now exposed to hatred.
           It is then that they will decide
             If their sentences will be in malice like theirs,
               Or if in their hearts, repairing the reputation
                 Of beautiful language, is a better use
Of words.

Conscientious of your footing
So I can catch you if you fall
Protective of you, and what you love
To defend against any targeted shoves
It’s not quite love, but it’s nice nevertheless
To see your beautiful face
When beating up whoever’s next
That dares to disagree
With you

September sky,
O’ how I miss
The summer heat,
The radiating sun, and vacations that come with it
Instead I must find solace
In the slight rain drops
Maybe a little breeze
And the scattered clouds
Across the beautifully drawn above
Now taking a step back,
Maybe the tinted leaves
Is just a necessary change
To move life along
Through the casting away
Of summer
And welcoming
the September sky

Feel the beat
Beneath
Your feet
Let it shake
Your bones,
Let the lyrics
Nod your head,
Put you in the zone.
The melody
Taking your mind by storm
Been feeling it
Since I was born
That iridescent song

Sometimes,
When just sitting in calm
You don’t have the effort
To fix the unraveling mess
In front of you
And so you wait and watch
Chaos unfolding
You, only a witness to the scheming,
Then blaming, and arguing
While in your calm, absent minded bubble
And you just feel
A little joy

Beauty
By default
Is skinny,
Slightly fit

Stylish hair
Perfect face
Stylish clothes
Impeccable personality

but there are ones
Who’s beauty is unmatched
In their hearts;

That with every beat
A smile
Is brought to those
Who dare
To look through
What shows
past the mirror

When one’s insults hits a person’s head,
It confuses its flaws with weakness
It hurries to hide them
Ashamed of your dreams,
You let them float to the back of your mind
Your only goal,
To keep yourself hidden
But what does that make you?
What use is it when you,
Foolishly remove everything except the flaws
That shine through once a day?
Should you really let yourself
Be determined by the words of others?

Inside, I feel like I’m in a cocoon
Beautiful, exemplary tapestries
Marked on the walls.
But these tapestries were not everything.
No, curiosity won out
I wanted out.
And so I began to wail
While my ****** hands broke through
The comforting, childish walls of the cocoon
All the tapestries broken in pieces
No more beauty.
Now a crack in the cocoon,
Water comes rushing in
I tread it the best I can
While holding onto the pieces of tapestry
Depicting the tranquility of the world
Oh so dearly
As I continue to wail,
And barely keep my nose above
The pressuring waves.
While the tapestries disintegrate
The cold, harsh water floods my eyes
It burns
But I use my remaining strength to weakly swim over to the crack in my cocoon.
And use my ****** hands to shove it closed
Then immediately, the water is gone.
Tapestries start to appear on the walls again
And so I wait in comfort
The blood on my hands gone
Until curiosity
Strikes again.

Looked into the mirror
I don’t just see me
But the haunting memories
That take a huge part
In everything I do
I see the grief
Of not just me
But the many
That weigh me down
More than 100 pounds
However
Past all the darkest thoughts
Is the vivid happiness
A step away from disappearing into
Obscurity.
To drown in your own mind
Is more suffocating,
Than anything

Was it worth it?
Did it matter?

“No”

Your meaning to say, it was all for nothing..?

“..”

Hm?

“Nothing, such a wide and subjective term.”

?

“Without taking a chance, aren’t we nothing?”

..

“Hm?”

Strictly
Proprietary Information
Classified,
What it is
Only up to your imagination

Later,
Now at the level
Where this info’s now yours
You’ve proven yourself
And defied moral standards

You see inside,

Empty

Faking
A smile
Inside, rotting feeling
Trapped,
Inside a mirage
Shut off
From emotion
My brain,
Used to laughing
Used to happiness
Forces a grin
Masquerading,
The truth inside
I’m still me,
In a darker tint

A stalker preying in the night

Till 12 o’clock is here

Ready to run in, take a photo and disappear

Under the bright moon

More to add to his collection

For future recollection

An obsession, you could agree,

He’ll be hiding all alone

Spying on you in the trees

A streak of light soaring across the sky

A streak of night intertwined with the moon’s eye

To watch them dance, among the clouds

To whom anyone gazing would sigh,

“A masterpiece.”