A stream flows
In a dark place
Sunlight flitting in
Making its own plays
Uncovering the face

The silence isn't deafening
Except it lacks hearts that are beating
Wishers and wishing wells
Womb of unbridled starts
Building of the building blocks

Aeons pass
And the stream never stops
For its dormancy
Was well worth the stop
Aeons will pass
And the stream won't cease
Like the falling leaves
Like the summer breeze
And the wintry trees

Though nothing stays forever
There exist eternities
All the times that have ever been
Are or someday will ever be
Turned into a soliloquy

A stream flows
In my soul
Revolutions cascading
Mocking all and making
Teaching and reminiscing

Words that form, have no meaning.
The truth I speak,
Isn't the truth.
Alone in this new life of mine,
Imprisoned in this cage built by my own hands.
The directions are a blur,
As my feet step on thorns.
I lament my fall, I cry out in despair.
A song bereft of word or rhyme.
Falling to oblivion that lures me in,
Promising happiness like a lullaby.
Fallen.
*Promise.

The lighter I lit my first cigarette with
The lighter that gave me my first burn
The lighter that I drew band logos on
The lighter my best friend gave me
The lighter my best friend stole for me
The lighter that was in my pocket when I kissed a girl for the first time
The lighter I still keep even though it doesn't light
The fire that accidentally set my carpet on fire
The lighter that guided me through the tunnels
The lighter that fell out of my pocket when I kissed the boy I loved
The lighter I love
The lighter who's love is not returned
The lighter that fell on the floor in class
The lighter that got me written up
My lighter
The lighter I can't refill
The lighter with no purpose
Only memories
The lighter
My lighter
My perfect lighter

We are all going to die.
We are all going to be forgotten.
It doesn't matter if your grave is six feet deep and three feet wide,
Or if your body was slung over the side,
of a boat in motion
from hands devoid of emotion
We all end up just the same.
Decayed and rotten.
Forgotten.
If that isn't Equality,
I don't know what is.

while i was in the park on a moonlight night
i saw a lovely vision of angel all in white
she had great big wings and a big halo
all her around her head it began to glow

reaching out her hand she flew away with me
took me to her heaven to her land so free
showed me all around her heaven up above
peaceful and serene filled with so much love.

i felt so secure free from any harm
in this land above filled with so much charm
the vision disappeared the angel flew away
i still see that vision to this very day.

The ink crawled down my throat,
Mixing with the blood,
Without a boat.
They sneered at the dare,
Cruel friends,
Open-mouthed stare.
A fire kindled deep within,
They still laughed,
My eyes watered,feelling a sting.
Foam at my mouth,
Stupid urge to pout.
Distracting the feeling of fall,
Shouts all around.
Abhorrent playground.
No one continued to notice the frail,pale boy on the ground.
Ardor of death,
Feeling of dread,
Tasting someone's cold breath,
My soul,wispy,fragile threads.
Suddenly my eyes closed,
Devoid of feeling,
My end fate chosed.
                                   -**Firefly

I don't drink diet soda
I don't count my calories
What even is a carb
I eat McDonald's fries
I get lazy and skip a workout
I cant eat salad without dressing
I love cake, candy, sugar, etc.
I can eat a whole pizza by myself
I like to wear things to try to fit in
I talk about people behind their back
I wear make up
I get mad at my parents
I ask for too much
I expect too much
I try too hard to fit in
I'm 16, 125 lbs, and 5'2"
Go ahead, judge me
See if I care.