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 Dec 2014
Anne Faye
What do you see
When you look into my eyes?
I can't help but wonder
Every time you stare
What's going on inside of that mind
When you look at me from afar
What is it that you think?
What are your judgmental eyes contemplating?
Your feelings are jumbled
I can't make a single one out
And I can feel everything
From everyone
Am i blinded?
Are you perfidious
Or loyal?
Will you raze me
Or raise me?
Am I just another notch
Or do you want me to be your last?
I can't tell
Everything I see points to you
Every arrow in this world
They face different ways to most
But to me, strait at you
Where will you go?
Where will we go?
Have you decided?
I want to run away into your eyes
Down that dark path
Where light reflects and makes colors
Will you let me?
On that hill
With the swing
The beautiful sunset
Lulling me with every drip of color
Life
And beauty
Whispers creating my dreams
Comforting me
Surrounding me
Pulling up from a raging sea
What do you feel?
I can't tell
And I feel everything
From everyone
Except for you
 Dec 2014
Christopher Lowe
I get my kicks
in the early A.M.
Brains on overdrive
Can't sleep
Overdid it again
So I drift off
Into another twilight
Numbed with
Self-created blissful ignorance
And when the sun
Hits the horizon
I hit it back
With a smile on my face
And I laugh
As I tell the world
*Good morning
 Dec 2014
Sydney Cooper
If sleep is for the weak...
Then why am I the one with dark circles and slow thoughts
That creep inside my head as the sun starts to stop

If sleep is for the weak..
Then why do I feel so afraid
To take a pill for sleepless nights
That my mind will fight and fight
Insomniadic thoughts
 Dec 2014
ahmo
Peel it off
One by one
By every single thread
So every single strand
Is unwoven by a broken hand
And reveal to us
What you've done.
Were you scared?
Were you scarred?
Beaten and mashed in and marred
by the wasteland in which we breathe?
I don't know which came first:
the euphoria of absolute power
or the fear of it.
Regardless,
we are here.
in the wasteland.
And the worst thing you can do-
the only crime you can commit-
is to stop peeling layers.
and stop wondering why we are
where we are.
there's beauty in silence
except when
it echoes a void.
 Dec 2014
JWolfeB
Can someone choke me
And remind me how to breathe
 Dec 2014
Phosphorimental
We are each alone and together everywhere.
Not a molecule of you do I seek to contain...no;
refresh your beauty where you need,
for you travel like a wild vine
in search of falling light,
but your roots run deep into me.
I will bring you earth,
you bring me the beyond.
 Dec 2014
Natalie
do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.
 Dec 2014
Jaee Derbéssy
What I loved most
about her
was that
she lived by the sun;
care-free,
wild,
joyful,
but loved by the moon;
so deep,
so real,
genuine.
I know what you'd all like to say
      To make me feel better
"Beauty is on the inside"
            Or
       "You are beautiful"
But my soul is so tattered
       And my heart
Has been repeatedly
             shattered
All the scattered
      bits and pieces
   You might find in there
          Between the scars and creases
     Would make you all run and hide
               If beauty shines from the inside,       Then I'm the **ugliest beast alive
The second in my series of 'lies'. Click #mylittlelies and #mytruths to read the rest.
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