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Invincibility seen in transparent angel wings
That I only saw through green smoke Friday night.
We're going on nineteen and we aren't scared of anything;
Because we think everything is just to "scare" us.
Just a red light screaming through a golden window,
Just a ghost behind a closet, a man dressed in a sheet.
When will we finally be afraid?
What do we consider real failure, real fear?
We are invincible with angel wings we don't even see.
Maybe we can't see them because they aren't real.
Smile
Even if you don't mean it
Fake it like your o face
Make it like you're going out of style

I don't know why I keep going after the broken ones.
Maybe there's a piece they're missing
like I could be the peace of mind musing
her fragile little soul.

Maybe I just want to fix something.
The perfectionist architect,
The anti-hero archetype
Letting my emotions build castles
instead of locking me in some dungeon ruminating.

Or maybe I'm the ******* broken one
Dead set on divinity
Dormant in between rock bottom and a dark place

I'm ok, I swear to a god complex

Praying for some princess clad in punk rock armory.
Tearing through the motions
in the mosh pit of reality.
All for her crown of fire and flowers,

Come on, save me,
The light of my life
Fire of my *****


Lusting into supernovas
To encompass this astral plane
Where we're waging a war against reality
With the fantasy I'm wanting to pull out

a 4th wall broken
The path is in there waiting to perpetuate the pain as guidance
 Jul 2013 Artemesia Blastside
Djs
Two star-crossed lovers.
Which from the very beginning,
Were never right for each other.

He was a mysterious boy,
with eyes that could easily destroy.

                                        She was a confusing girl,
                           that can get stomachs in a whirl.

He was the bad-boy kind,
unacceptable to others' minds.

                                      She was too good for him,
                                       too bubbly and outgoing.

He hid something,
he wasn't strong even from the beginning.

                                                She hid her part, too
        she was happy outside but inside won't do.

He trusted no one,
all faith in him was long gone.

                            She was broken due to the past,
                              with memories that didn't last.

But he loved her,
loved her like no other.
No intentions of another.

                                            And she did the same,
                                         her love grew everyday.
                            With no telling him in any way.

He'd long to be with her,
though he knew she deserved better.

                                       But she needed him only,
         to understand and protect her from many.

He spoke barely,
not letting traces of emotions flee.

                                               She liked the silence,
          but not as much as she liked his presence.

But he had problems of his own,
unable to fix her sorrows.

                        She was delusional, self-conscious
                  thinking he'd never accept her issues.

He simply couldn't resist,
despite the never-ending risks.

                                            She was drawn to him,
                             like gravitational pull filling in.

Happy or sad,
he wanted her just as bad.

                                                           ­  Bad or good,
                    she wanted to be with him for good.

                       They were two star-crossed lovers,
                           That were so wrong, yet so right
                                                To love one another.

*-djs
According to Rule Archer, a beautiful character within one of Jay Crownover's novels - Rule: "Opposites don't just attract, they freaking catch fire and burn the entire city down." True enough they do, but fighting the repulsion might just create something grand.
Whatever you do,
Don't fall in love
With loveless boys.

The boys who stay awake
Until 4 am taking long drags
On cigarettes and blowing
The smoke into the wind.

The boys who down bottles
Of whiskey at a time and
Wipe their mouths with their
Sleeves, eyeing you from
Across the room as they do.

The boys who frequent
Alleyways and rooftops
And libraries because
They are anything but
Ordinary.

The boys who watch you
Fall in love with them and
Don't feel a **** thing
For you as you do.
What is it like to be in your eyes?
I don't know what it's like to die.
I've never done it before.

This empty place in my chest
is kind of like something did
So maybe parts of me have.

Is it possible to go
Piece by piece
And not realize until there's none of me left?

None looks like no one.

Being in your eyes was like
being in your arms
was like being in a pile
of leaves in the fall
with my scarf wrapped around me
and my jacket fully buttoned
hat over my ears
gloves keeping me warm.

Like hot chocolate
on rainy days
like the chills you get
when something resonates.

If part of me died
And I feel it missing
What does that make me?
Come with me and daydream
Beside the stillness of the creek
Dream the hours away
For time is infinite here
Come with me and rest
In a field of daisies and wild
Cotton blossoms
That sweetly dance in the wind
Come with me and listen
To the mighty roaring waterfall
Watch it's water tranquilly
Cascading down the cliff
Come with me and heal your heart
And mend your broken wings
To the soft sweet melody
Of my Celtic Harp
Let your heart strings
Sing into the night
Come with me where dreams come true
And where wishes are granted
Take my hand and walk with me
I'll be your friend
Come with me where tears are wiped away
And replaced with ocean treasures
For each tear is a pearl
Each heartache is a ruby
Each wish is a sapphire
Each joy is an emerald
Forgiveness is a diamond
Friendship is a garnet
Freedom is a blue topaz
And love is a red crystal

*~Marian~
Finally I thought of something worth while to post!!
I hope it makes sense!!! ~<3
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