Days spent with an invisible friend,
and nights spent with an invisible lover.

Autumn is coming to a close,
and winter is drawing near.
Life is as fragile as a rose,
and mine is withering, I fear.

Still life portraits to hide the real life pain,
because many times art is a reflection
of what is and isn't meant to be.

Once upon a starlit night in May
I caught the eye of a stranger.

Once upon a day in June,
that stranger was a stranger no more.

Once upon a mid-July,
I fell in love with a stranger.

In seven days time
my entire world will change.
My future rests on just one day.
And I can't sleep or even eat,
due to the sheer pressure
that will come in seven days time.

A dance in a black and white dream.
I am lost in your eye's bright gleam.
Time seems to be going in slow motion,
a show of your endless devotion.

A boy in a black and white suit
makes me wish the world were on mute.
You hold me near you in your arms,
and in that moment I am safe from harm.

A lock on my black and white heart,
but somehow you've broken the lock apart.
You have must have stolen the key,
because you have my heart completely.

Never have I felt as alone as when you're beside me.

Stages and dance rooms,
makeup and costumes.
Auditions and lead roles,
complete self control.
State capitols and groups
of professional troops.
Judging my acting,
attention attracting.
Sweat, blood, and tears.
Realizing my fears.
Blocking and accents,
and never an absence.
Rehearsing for hours,
the feeling empowers.
I live for theatre,
but may be too eager.

Dancing through a field of white flowers.
Doing nothing more than whiling away the hours.
I sit in the grass as I wait for your return,
but suddenly, the field started to burn.
White flowers begin to catch light,
and the birds of the world being to take flight.
That's when I realize that you are not coming,
and suddenly, I find myself running.
I run in the direction I think I'll find you,
but am left wondering if your love is true.
I can't understand why you left me here
but I understand that I love you, my dear

Why are you so good at
                   making me feel worthless?

The things he says leave me speechless,
and his kiss takes my breath away.
These nights are long and restless,
waiting to speak to him in the day.

The days before him were dark,
but now my world is full of light.
For he has certainly left his mark.
And forever he will be my knight.

With him I am safe and warm,
and can not help but smile.
He is the calm in the midst of the storm,
and what makes everyday worthwhile.

That kiss is one I will remember forever,
no matter what we have to endeavor.
You make me happier than I ever was before,
and when we are together I soar.

Who should I believe in this world full of liars?
My need for someone to trust completely now is dire.
You may say one thing, yet he means another.
Which one is true? Or are you two plotting together?

Do you two together have a master plan laid?
All I need now is for one or the other to come to my aid.
Neither of you know that inside I'm nearly dead,
or that the two of you are the source of all my dread.

This love is pure,
like a kiss on the cheek in the snow.

This love is exciting,
like the first drop on the roller coaster of life.

This love is bright,
like the meteor shower we watched that night.

But most importantly,
*this love is true.

I am the least talented.
I am no one's first choice.
I am the girl who never speaks.
I am the one who feels the sadness in the silence.
I am the child who craves her mother's attention.
I am the one who just wants to feel like she is loved.
I am the one who is always lonely.
I guess this is who I am..

I feel like something is very wrong,
but I just can't figure out what.
No one else seems to see what I do.
Maybe it's better they don't know what I go through.

Am I just going crazy?
Everything seems to be going by in a haze.
Nothing seems to be the same as before,
I feel it deep down to my core.

I feel like something is very off,
and I just can't seem to figure it out.
What in the world could it be?
No one seems to feel it but me.

Some people think I'm insane,
but I know what I feel is right.
How do I handle this?
I'm falling further into this dark abyss.

You can go straight to hell.
See you there, *****.

You bring light and warmth into this world,
and without you life would cease to exist.
Without you in darkness we would be perpetually swirled.
To me your warmth is impossible to resist.

Though your light is bound to fade,
you have done more good than ever told.
I will never hesitate to come to your aid,
if you ever again need a hand to hold.

Can
you
please
just
let
me
forget
you?

Random texts, confused conversation,
and practically dying of this anticipation.
Secret glances, embarrassed blushing ,
and trying to calm the heart that's rushing.

If you love me let me go,
otherwise you will never know
if it really matters at all
or if soon apart we'll fall.
If we fall we're sure to break,
so let it go for your own sake.

I love  you more everyday.
You are my thoughts and dreams.
I just hope that you will stay,
and that this won't fall apart at the seams.

You have all of my heart,
and you have for a long while.
You are funny, kind, and smart.
I just wish you'd learn to smile.

How do you know when to turn the page
or to just give up and close the book?
When does it all become just pointless rage?
Or other feelings that can't be overtook?

Do you feel anything at all for me?
Or is this just a plot for me to hurt?
It must just not be meant to be,
but either way I feel like dirt.

I love the way it hurts,
and I hate the way it heals.
For when the wounds do heal
a scar is always left behind.

My fight has lasted far too long,
and I simply cannot go any further.
This disease has taken all I have,
yet the doctors say I can't be helped.
So here's to giving up,
and here's to lying down.
This world is a cruel place,
but I may not be here long.
So if tomorrow I do not wake,
I pray the lord my soul to take.

Now that it's all said and done
I only wish I had had more fun.
You are gone, but I'll be fine.
Freedom for me is something divine.

I only hope that you don't hurt
because of all the feelings I did blurt.
But after all you did cause me pain,
so I hope for you everyday it will rain.

Please keep in mind that I don't need you,
and there are other things I'd rather do.
You're to blame for all that was wrong;
and I will be nothing less than strong.

You never cared when you hurt me,
and I don't think you could even see.
You always used what would hurt the most,
and by the end I was merely a ghost.

You had something good,
But you lost me.
While you wallow in your misery,
I'll be doing what I should.

*which is anything but think of you

Everything I was has been stripped away,
and I really hope you're satisfied with what you did.
When you gave me no choice other than to obey,
did you know that you were scarring an innocent kid?

All my self-confidence thrown out the window,
and I'm sure that to this day you don't give a ****.
You are nothing but just a sick ******.
How dare you call yourself a man?

This feeling is strange,
and maybe came from nowhere.
Is this happiness?