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Alyssa kasper Dec 2014
At first
my canvas
it was empty
but as the pain
got more difficult
more consuming
it began to fill
and it shows
not only my pain
but all of the other emotions
but pain and sadness
they are the most difficult
i look
not only
at this mostly full canvas
but at the beauty
of it
why is it
I never saw the beauty
of a blank canvas
before it was full
Alyssa kasper Dec 2014
the hours struck off
faint whispers
within an empty room
nothing im not used to
I lay in bed
the walls began to consume me
slowly closing around me
breathing gets harder
I choke for air
its no where to be found
a pressure
begins to sink upon my chest
theres no easy way out
I look
for an explanation
and everything
suddenly is okay again
a raven
caws in the distance
another soul has been stolen
am i still alive
was it my soul?
I float above my body
maybe I finally fell asleep
and this is only
a wonderful nightmare
my silver thread is gone
I look up
theres no light
i am doomed for eternity
to wander aimlessly
among this god forsaken planet
an hope someone
will  stumble upon
my now decaying corpse
after all I chose solitude
I chose to be forever
within these wall
and now
it was my fate
no chance
to ever change
it"ll be more peaceful this way
  Dec 2014 Alyssa kasper
Where did you go ?
i seem o be lost with no sense
of what i am to do.
you were there for me, gave all to me
you don't understand what you did
for me.
Thank You.
Thanks you Dog.
you left. while you were leaving i did my best.
I Love You.
Thank You.
Thanks, you Dog.
Alyssa kasper Dec 2014
I dont fear it
most do
it will happen whether
you fear it or not
so why waste your life
waiting for death
and instead
I choose
to live one day at a time
when I die
i lived a life
i can be proud of
and not regret
fearing something
that everyone
has to do
Alyssa kasper Dec 2014
We all
go through tough times,
the best of us
only have a few
the strongest people
have time and time again
been let down
step on
taken forgranted
drug around
and we
tend to be one
of two things,
either bitter
like candy gone stale
and never will trust again
we pick ourselves up
brush ourselves off
fake a smile
and help other through
their problems
because no one,
was there for us.
but never
will we wish
our pain
on to someone else
because we know how it feels
and what good
is a miserable world?
Have you ever
Metaphorically drowned
In your own thoughts
  Dec 2014 Alyssa kasper
Greyson Fay

I'm addicted to love.
I'm addicted to blond hair.
the color blue.
I'm addicted to the smell of smoke.
I'm addicted to the way I feel around you.
I'm addicted to green eyes.
Im addicted to sunshine.
I'm addicted to sadness.
I'm addicted to hiding.

But most of all.

*I'm addicted to being alone.
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