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3.2k · Oct 2013
Air
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Air
Do you know the sting of air, on skin?
When now there's a scar where there was perfection?
1.8k · Oct 2013
The Sweetest Dream
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Can I, oh can I please—
Tell you about my sweetest dream?
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

The setting sun; sky of purple, orange, red
Two lovely figures, down by the swing set
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

Their eyes are locked, their hearts are tied
Nothing else in the world to make them satisfied
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

One thing alone is missing:
Gentle delicate kissing
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

But a quick little peck on the lips
Is amongst the cruelest of quips
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

When passion is present and passion is pure
A little longer, a kiss can endure
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

A little push, a little pull
Each wanting the other to know
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

Your lips tasted so **** good
So strong I could not have stood
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing

I wanted more, but it was more than enough
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing
Your lips, your eyes, your heart
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing
Our passion or love; my nighttime dream…
Oh-woah, the sweetest thing
Just a dream I had put to poem, and laced with a U2 line.
1.7k · Oct 2013
The Music...
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Delicious is the music
Sensuous is the tone
Voluptuous is the beat
Seductive is the melody
Enticing is the rhythm
Enticing and Delicious
Seductive and Sweet
Melodious and Harmonious
1.6k · Oct 2013
Boys and Girls
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Inside every man, no matter the age
There's a boy with fears, and a spirit adventurous
Inside every girl, not matter the age
There's a mother, tender, loving, gentleness
1.4k · Jan 2014
And With it Spring Brought--
Disaster Child Jan 2014
Observe, oh watchers!
Look up into the pale blue sky
Do you see it? Can you see it there?
The pale blue smile drawn out
The same twisted smile she wore
On that chill mourn
The seasons change; it is a constant cycle
Spring had come and still she haunts
I was first shocked by her appearance
Then a calm swept over me
Now months have passed and she
Rarely crosses my mind
And yet I see her everywhere
The flowers dance in the cool breeze
It is her breath whispering
The budding branches sway gently
It is her frost covered hair
And each blood red sunrise
Against the vanilla morn
Reminds me of the seeping wound
Against her lovely pale flesh
The seasons change
But the memory has still not left
It did not melt away with the snow and ice
But rather flourished forth
Like the flowers and trees
Oh how I await summer
When it is likely to burn bright as the days
And rest clear as the night skies
Sequel to A Chill Mourn
1.4k · Oct 2013
Fortitude
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Sometimes, to break is nothing but pain
But even when we don’t see it, there is something to claim

“Whatever doesn't **** you makes you stronger”
But pain doesn't always toughen us, and make life last longer

There are the times though, we destroy ourselves with reason
And we know we’ll come through the fire unbeaten

Nothing can be made bigger, made more powerful
Without a little destruction; truth can be sorrowful

The times when we willingly subjectify ourselves though
Feel the best, we know what we’re doing—reaping the glory we sow

We all desire strength, power and might
We all want to be stunning, beautiful of sight

We think the ways we build ourselves up, are what pretty us the most
And give little attention, to life’s trials and complications; they’re nothing to boast

But those are where we find our strength; withstanding the tempest
Screaming our passion, unmoving, fighting, holding fast

It is the pain we endure, that we often try to ignore
The brutality, the violence, the blood sweat and gore

But the cruelty of life, all the things you've battled through
That’s what makes you beautiful…this is why I love you

Stay strong, Life's a fight
But I'll go through it by your side
1.4k · Jun 2014
Misplaced
Disaster Child Jun 2014
"I trust you"
Oh my dear my sweet
If only I was trustworthy
Disaster Child Dec 2014
Once there was a little brown bear
She had a tree she so loved to climb!
She would climb and climb and she could touch the sky
She loved the view from up high
Now the little bear's tree was sturdy; thick and tall
She knew just from looking around she didn't like other trees at all
But one day she tried to climb a wobbly spruce
It's trunk was so thin and it's swayed so loose
The little bear fell and she hurt her paw
And there hadn't even been a view to saw
So she limped and she squirmed back to her big tree
"Please," she murmured, "I would like to see
The view I have seen many times before
I hope you'll let me climb again, but my paw is sore...."
The tree waved gently, and picked her just a little off the ground
"I promise little one, none sturdier can be found.
I love you and enjoy you, and want you to climb high
I'll hold you for now, mend your paw," then he sighed
"It's up to you to climb, as soon as you feel better,
But my darling bear, though I'm one tree, I will unfetter
For you can climb higher and be safer than others around
Even when you get up very high, and so far from the ground
I won't let you fall, my branches will keep you safe
My daughter, my little brown bear, there's no better place"
And the tree held onto her, only few off the ground
And as the little bear looked up, she found
That the tree's immense love, and it's never ending height
Made for a life time of adventure, a beautiful sight
After her fall, she was scared to again
But then she looked, and a little higher, was her bigger brown bear friend....
For the love of my life, only climb the sturdy tree, and I'll climb it too.
1.2k · Oct 2013
Knife
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Left Alone, no one here
On my own, pain’s near
Lurking at the threshold
Like your knife, to my heart
Plunging deeper and deeper
Quite a delicate art
My knees are weaker and weaker
Never living a life so bold
I wish I knew what I’d done
Are you killing me or am I killing you?
It wasn’t meant to be fun
Tears stain my face, what is there left to do?
My blood, seeping out…growing cold
Then it goes black.
No real pattern, just emotions, that's all my stuff will ever really be.
1.2k · Oct 2013
The Bride
Disaster Child Oct 2013
She’s radiant and glorious
Pure and gentle
But strong
Flowing hair
Soft eyes
A smile that would put the sun to shame
She’s neither too tall, nor too short
But stands just as high as a bride should
She’s confident and powerful
But open and loving
She doesn’t hide or lock her heart in a box
She is brave, and courageous
And confronts her fears and nightmares
She’s powerful and motivated, and yet she gives herself
She inspires and empowers
She never gives up or gives in
She has a heart that is focused on god and open to his influence in her life
She cares for others as much as herself
She loves, and does good
She battles evil in her heart, her speech and her actions
Her words are lifesaving
Her voice sings a tune more beautiful than any ever heard
She’s radiant, and enrapturing
Her beauty shines through simplicity and purity
1.2k · Jan 2014
Dear Insanity
Disaster Child Jan 2014
“One step forward three steps back”
What I wouldn’t give to be walking that pace
That term is highly relative and depends entirely
On the direction with which you face
I’m turned around, and marching the wrong way
Those meaningless idioms they all like to say
I simply scoff and keep walking full bore
In the wrong direction
1.1k · Dec 2013
Undone
Disaster Child Dec 2013
You say “gross” but I see yum
Even when you feel undone
You will never be tasteless to me
My dear, you add so much flavor you see,
Sugar and spice, those things can be nice
But you are more, nothing else will suffice
After tasting your infectious personality
Nothing else tastes of such quality
You glowing, vibrant, radiant heart
What better place to start?
Adds flavor, and color to my life too
I hope you know, I hope you see it true
Your lovely eyes that sparkle and gleam
So pretty, nothing ever as nice will be seen
Your little nose, cuter than any button
[ignore this line, nothing rhymes with button]
Your gently mouth; your lush lips
That joyful smile, when the corner tips
Just slightly up, stretching, reaching
All this to say, my dear sweet Darling,
Even when you feel it to be
You say “gross” but I see yum
Even when you feel undone
this is really bad, but all i've got.
1.1k · Jul 2014
Hipster Music
Disaster Child Jul 2014
Listening to unknown tunes
Then the sickening guilt consumes
I'm pathetic, I'm ordinary
I can promise I am not very
Good at this, in fact I ****
Addiction's vile, I just feel stuck
You beat yours, why can't I beat mine
It's always haunting all the time
1.1k · May 2014
Fraction
Disaster Child May 2014
When we can stand and fight
We can grasp true strength despite
The weakness in our hearts and sins within our minds
We know all it takes is time
To heal all wounds and strengthen our defenses
Old tidbit meant to be a song but hasn't grown up yet.
1.1k · Oct 2013
Disaster Child ep. 1
Disaster Child Oct 2013
I feel like ruining whatever I can
I don’t want to behave or have manner’s mild
My namesake stands true
Oh messy nasty Disaster Child

I don’t want to behave or be good
I want to mess with your life, ***** with your head
I don’t want anyone to get hurt
Definitely don’t want anyone dead

If I hurt others, I can’t have more fun
I get locked up, and left alone
Gone are the days of the noose
Or the hail of stone

I want to be free but mischievous as a thought
So I can’t do anything that will cause great harm
Or…maybe I could; I simply can’t get caught
There will probably be more with this title, no promises though.
986 · Oct 2013
The Fall
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Have you ever stood so close to the edge?

The smallest breeze… the simplest word could push you over

You don’t want to hold on, but you’re unwilling to hold on

You expect the first thing you feel to be the ground miles below

If even that.

 

Where are they? The one’s who “care”?

This is all only a cry for help really, even if you are willing to fall

No one to hold you back, every passing second pushes you over

You realize there’s no one there, who said that you mattered

Nothing was real.

 

You feel the sensation of falling, your stomach knots

You know what’s coming, you know how it all ends, you know why

“It’s not your fault you ended up here anyways, you were only a victim”

Why sell my strength? My worth? My pride? The ugly price

Of being the victim.

 

Where did the days go, where everything was just fine?

Surrounded by friends and family all day and protected through the night

Before one trouble scattered everyone, and left you alone in the world

Was it all a dream? Was it all a lie? Were you the one who was lying

To yourself?

 

No one by your side, nothing to keep you safe

This is how life’s meant to be though isn’t it? Everyone left on their own

“Where you end, or when it’s all over is only evidence of your worth”

Every memory, every lie, every fear, every insecurity

Is pushing you over.

 

This isn’t the end. Or is it? Is this only a nightmare?

Air stings your lungs, pain tears your heart. The tear on your face

The hurt on your mind. This has to be real

But why did you end up like this? You thought you were going to become

So much more.

 

And then you fall.

 

Fall.

 

Fall.

 

Only you hit the ground sooner than you should.

You don’t break the way you should.

 

You fell on your back; the ground gave way

The arms of love pulled you away

 

You land on your back, gently and calm

Laying in the grass, where you belong

 

The sky is blue the breeze is soft

Would everything really have been better off?

 

The Song of life the sound of joy

It was real, not the imagination of a foolish boy

 

Your heart will heal; find one who cares

She helped pull you out of your nightmares

 

Every passing moment your sense of life grows

Every breath you take heightens your awareness

You’re not the victim find forgiveness

Stand up again, battle, ready to take the blows

 

You put yourself on that cliff; don’t go there again

From your mistakes you can learn

Thank love, and after her continue to yearn

Fighting hard, singing beautifully, everything life was meant

 

To be.
Wrote this a while ago, redemption after trauma.
Disaster Child Oct 2013
My Firefly, My Queen,
My Bride to be
I love you so with all my might
A truly stunning and radiant sight
A heart so pure and perfect
Your scars and wounds are not a defect
More glorious than you realize
No need for wonderland, no need to fantasize
My Firefly, my Queen, my Bride to be,
We could be, everything…that is, and only if: you will have me…
Disaster Child Jan 2014
Her joy overflowed as she skipped and pranced about
Not caring that they were wandering a busy store
He didn’t mind the locale either, but being so close, he couldn’t be without
And just as their arms stretched til they could reach no more
He pulled her back against him tight
907 · Nov 2013
Lft4Ded
Disaster Child Nov 2013
Not once, not twice, a thousand times or more
I want to change, pursuing the perfect of lore
Wishing to be the person everyone loves; not a façade
A gilded cover I wear so well, my shelter; my god
This wasn’t my hope; this wasn’t my dream
I want to be the person that to others I seem
But I’m painfully aware, what a shattered mess
Broken to pieces, who wouldn’t think less
Less of the person they thought they knew
It’s their own fault, they never even wanted to
Be there, be helpful, be heard, be kind
And you’re surprised I say, “There’s no hope to find”

I wish I could stand, could fight; be brave
I’ve tried before, when I was young, and naïve
Over time I thought I’ve been beaten down
But gotten back up, gone for another round
But the whole time I’m bound to the floor
Helplessly dying, drowning in my own ****** gore
My appearance is a hero, dashing, strong and calm
But my heart is pinned, consumed by my qualm
I want to be good, I want to be right
Sometimes I hate my deceitful sight
But whenever I’m sure hope is in my grasp
A fiery strike from truth; that poison snake; that asp

Hands and heart are bound, but my tongue is free
Free to get up and run, but my eyes cannot see
I need a hope, a hand to hold, a voice to follow
But no one’s here; not friend at least, there be a horde of foe
I want to scream, but I’ve tried that before
I confess I’m lost! A broken heart alone on the floor
When do I get saved? I can’t rely on myself
My tormenters wait to put my heart upon the shelf
Another trophy, another victory won
Please, dear God, don’t turn and run
You could win; you could save me couldn’t you?
I’m helpless, there’s nothing left for me to do

But why won’t you show or speak, or rescue me?
904 · Jul 2014
The Ghoul
Disaster Child Jul 2014
Hark! the ghoul that's over there!
Hark! the image does so tear,
The heart and mind, a sight so gruesome
What I would not give to view some
Lovely sight with these sad eyes
A beautiful sight should be my prize
But here I sit and here I stare
At the gruesome ghoul over there
883 · Oct 2013
The Firefly and the Sky
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Once there was a little firefly
Who was lost in a dark cave
It was never the places she intended to reside or hide
But she would get out! She was strong and brave!

Once there also was a sky
Who had once shown blue
Vibrant blue; above the world, strong and high
But it all went black with night, the wrong thing to do

The firefly longed for summer days
Bright and glorious as they shone
And the lovely nights where she could light her way
And she sought and sought for a source of light that wasn’t her own

She needed just a sliver
A faint hope was more than enough
This darkness was not her home; she needed a dark of pure, and life giver
She was not, and would not break though, she was tough enough

The sky in turn felt lost
Not what he was meant or supposed to be
He felt out of place and knew that the right path he had not crossed
The dark he, was not the light he wished to see

But a faint glimmer far away
The one thing he needed to change
He wandered towards the light, and began to wish to stay
His eternal dress of blue he would gladly arrange

And the Firefly saw her hope
And fought her way out of the cave
They were drawn together; a bond, a rope
And the best of each, to the other happily gave

The Firefly played and enjoyed the sky of day
And at night she played and sang for her sky
They shone brightly for one another
And it was a beauty that would never die.
Just a short love story.
854 · Dec 2013
Helpless Knight
Disaster Child Dec 2013
Call me useless, it won’t hurt
I’m used to being treated like dirt
Leave me left under the sun
Nothing that hasn’t already been done
Abandoned hopeless in the night
Oh the feeling of being a knight
I wanted to help to fight for you
"Do I want to? what else can I do?"
I guess you're alone in this world
That means I am too....
Disaster Child Nov 2013
Looking to the left
Glancing to the right
Stumbling to the dark with my arms in front of me
Time is running out
And I am running faster
Do everything I can to have you back besides me

Won’t take no for an answer
Put your hand in mine

Everything is darker now
Everything is coming down
You’re the only one I need
Life is closing in again
Eyes are tearing up again
Scars begin to resurface
Until I see your face
You are everything I need

Heart is beating fast
Pounding loudly in my mind
Every move I make only hurts myself
I see your face
In every reflection
Your eyes burn; your smile’s haunting me

Does my memory
Hurt you the way you hurt me
Am I the only on suffering?
Will you end the pain?

Stand in my arms
Hold my world up
Stop the collapsing
Of Everything
You’re in my heart
You’re on my mind
Where Are You?
You’re no longer beside me
Where has this feeling gone?
Why does this have to be?

Come back

I’ll hold you in my arms
Never let you go
Treat you how I should have
The last time that we met
The last look I saw

in your eyes
I never want to see it again
I’ll never leave you again

Stay by my side
Stay in my arms

Silence burns
Be my solution
Wrote this one a while ago to. Meant to be a song. But I'm not musical.
823 · Dec 2013
Absence
Disaster Child Dec 2013
If death is the absence of life,
Where does life go?
814 · Oct 2013
Melancholy Apology
Disaster Child Oct 2013
My dear, my darling sweet
I’m sorry I let you down; Love is a most difficult feat
Pray, listen to the words my heart sings
A song inspired by your beautiful image, ever lingering
Always you are in my spirit, and on my mind
Every waking minute, my thoughts search out to find
The only one who’s beauty is unmatched
My sweet Firefly, you will always have my attention attached
To your heart and soul
Such beauty unfathomable
Love whisper softly that I’m forgiven
I will fall, but I’ll do my best, to never let you down again
Your every word; your precious voice
Lifts me up, makes me strong, I cannot but help—I’ve lost the choice
Look at me sweet, would you show me your eyes?
I hope you don’t mind, I can see into your soul, you have no disguise
But I’ll protect you, and be your guard
Melt with me love, letting go of you would be much to hard
I want your beauty always near
You ease my pain, you calm my fear
I know I’ll let you down; I know I’ve already done so
But Firefly, oh precious one, please don’t go…
I’ll sing you my song I’ll sing you my best
I’ll tell you any truth at your gentle request
I want you to see your beauty and strength
Can I be your mirror? Take a good look at length
Can you see in my eyes? You make my insides melt
You’re generous love’s unending; something I’ve never felt
Oh what a glorious heart, oh that radiant stone
After only hours with you, I didn’t want to be alone
Would you give a fool a gift?
Gently, softly gaily lift
I wish my dear to see your smile
A moment is long enough…or you could wear it for a while
Forgive my tragic, broken words
I’m sorry for everything you’ve ever heard
I cannot speak, my words are a curse
I wish you could hear my soul…if only for a verse
Not gonna lie: I hate this poem, sharing it anyways.
791 · Jan 2014
Dear Insanity (Part 2)
Disaster Child Jan 2014
I am lost
But I say dear chap, I most certainly am found
I know where I am, just not from whence I came
This is a place I know all too well
Sat and festered I have
Counted the stones in the wall
The grass on the floor
A place deeply ingrained in my mind
How I get here is always a mystery
But I am definitely not lost
This is a place I know all too well…
785 · Oct 2013
Sex Appeal
Disaster Child Oct 2013
You already know I want to taste you
But you little turn on, wanting to taste me too
I don’t mind appealing to you
But it will always be only for you that I do
Do I drive you crazy?
Is it just my vision that’s getting hazy…?
Come on over here
You can close your eyes, I won’t disappear
I really hope I drive you mad
I don’t care if it’s really “bad”
You’re not the only one who can play this game babygirl
Feels good to be desired sometimes.
Disaster Child Jan 2014
I cannot but put words to the sight before me
A best friend, sleeping safe in my comfort
There is nothing like it
No words will ever describe
The peace I see
The safe she feels
To rest in my presence
To trust me watching over her
To dream quietly
Her gentle breathing
Her twitching smile
Her serenity is visible
A woman places her confidence in a man
Trusts him to look over and keep her safe
And even from fifty-bajillion miles
She believes me to be doing just that

I love you best friend, sleep well knowing
When your eyes flutter open
I’ll be the first sight you see
Never leaving while you sleep or wake
686 · Dec 2013
Flying Globs
Disaster Child Dec 2013
My dear, my sweet, my little glob of glue
Princess, warrior, and Firefly too
I love you
661 · Oct 2013
All the Colors
Disaster Child Oct 2013
You are white because you are pure, and my perfect
You are black because you are my greatest mystery
You are red because you are passion and seduction
You are yellow because you are radiance
You are blue because you are gentle and kind
But you are purple because you are powerful
You are green because you are life giving
And orange for your stubbornness
You are pink because you are love
And gray because you are steadfast
You, my love, are color to me
You are everything that I see
Disaster Child Jan 2014
I know those eyes--I know his heart
They're burning burning burning
Entranced I stare, entranced I stay
My madness has gone its own way
609 · Oct 2013
After Hours
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Hot, hot shower, in a dark steamy room
Not gonna lie baby, I wish you'd been there too
608 · Jul 2014
Silly Little Haikus
Disaster Child Jul 2014
Sometimes, I still feel
As if I am in need of
A friend close by me
603 · Feb 2015
Escape
Disaster Child Feb 2015
I want, oh how I need to run away
I used to have this lovely place
A place I could safely stay

But now I feel such a disgrace
I don't have this sanctuary anymore
It's a sadness I cannot begin to face

I used to bear the key to the door
And I could slip inside when in need
But now the threshold's gone; the horror

I have the energy, and oh what speed!
But I don't even have a faint clue
Where I should go, to where I could flee

I remain frozen, oblivious as to
What I could do, where I could run
I cry in silence. Paralyzed solitude
I need a place to hide....
597 · Jun 2014
Stitches
Disaster Child Jun 2014
A needle in my arm
Not the kind you think
I'm stitching up invis'ble wounds
The real ones are in my mind
596 · Jun 2014
Waves
Disaster Child Jun 2014
Have you ever reached out
Only to scratch the surface?
The underside of the wave
The riptide of the ocean
Tumbling deeper and faster
The water pulling you down
Tossed about; where is up or down?
Scratch the surface with your hands
never to taste the air again
572 · Feb 2014
Zombies
Disaster Child Feb 2014
Are the monsters without
Or the monsters within?
MY head is polluted with sin
Indeed not only is my own
But it is the sole for which I claim
Responsibility; am I even sane?
So if everyone outside is to me,
Why therefore am I not too?
A monster to everyone’s view
Are the zombies them or am I
Festering feuding tearing at the walls of my head
Wanting food, craving blood, needing to be fed
Just for fun. Moderately reflective. Nothing serious.
571 · Feb 2015
Friends Don't Pretend
Disaster Child Feb 2015
You say you are a friend
A friend until the end
I cannot comprehend
How you can just pretend
To so earnestly lend
The value of a friend
A friend until the end
Why do you just pretend...?
569 · Feb 2015
Topical Weather
Disaster Child Feb 2015
Withstand cold
Furies of winters snowed
Weather the pain
Of a gentle rain
Face the blaze
As fires graze
And hear thunder
Storming skies asunder
Titles lame I get it, just meant to be a pun.
569 · Jul 2014
Secret Messages
Disaster Child Jul 2014
Secret messages I did hide
In numerous places, inside
Little notes and pads and books
Awaiting for her loving looks
To see them there in my own hand
Secret messages that I planned
553 · Dec 2014
Decisions
Disaster Child Dec 2014
I could make your choice easier
I don't really feel like being "one of two"
It wouldn't be fun, but all the easier
Because I can't wait for you to decide "who"
551 · Sep 2014
Snuff
Disaster Child Sep 2014
The worst part
Perhaps the hardest thing
Living in junction with another
Is the part
The time, the realizing
You aren't just self destructive; but her...
Too
535 · Jan 2014
I Pity Such Vanity
Disaster Child Jan 2014
You filth! You painted woman you fake creation
How could everyone; how did I used t stare with fascination?
You don’t even seem real, and the reason is you’re not
How did you, just another person get so violently caught?
Your vanity makes me sick…or maybe I feel sorry
What you appear is truly repulsive but that’s what I see
If I stop and for a minute ponder, I feel pity
So scared you paint a person completely
Different than who you really are…
Convinced now you’re just a little star
I pity
Such Vanity
How we do change and see things differently.
Disaster Child Apr 2014
Do you remember when we met? I was in a terribly bad mood
Everyone thought I was being  funny, I was really just being rude
You asked what my name was though, not once, but twice
I hadn’t answered; a very simple but efficient device
A way to get most people to leave me alone; cause no one cares
But you didn’t let it slide, you wanted to know and made me aware
Wrote this I don't know how long ago. I wanted to add more but nothing fit.
525 · Oct 2013
After Hours pt. 2
Disaster Child Oct 2013
I find myself in this heated room once again,
The vanilla sunrise through the window...let the fun begin
The steam lingers in the air, the water on my skin
Oh lovely, how I wish, I only wish it had been-
You bedside me
Water cascading
Over your body
Do I wash you up, or down?
Beauty in sexuality can be found
Maybe the mood's just getting to me
Maybe the temp's messing with my head
One day, this pleasure will be
Until then the fantasy's fed
514 · Nov 2013
Scars on Her Arms
Disaster Child Nov 2013
Scars! Scars! On her Arms
Sad remembrance of past harms
Hold her close—love her deep
Her scars are no longer hers to keep
Whisper soft; ease the pain
Stand together in the rain
Speak with love, Speak the truth
All of this, just to prove:
She’s worth more than she may ever see
Desire for her to be all she can be
Worth more than the sum of past harms
Worth more than the scars on her arms
Wrote this a  while ago, but haven't shared it cause someone may find out I'm on here. Oh well. And there is a part 2 I may share later.
512 · Jun 2014
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Disaster Child Jun 2014
Can I just die?
I'm sick of this ******* ******* heart
And this ******* head
I need to get out
Be better off dead
508 · Jan 2014
Revival
Disaster Child Jan 2014
Close your eyes to wake back up
Escape your mind
Get back out alive
Bury the past
Trap it in the dirt
It will struggle and resurface
It will always continue to hurt
But the white hills are not your home
The toxic land of sin
Is not your heart within
Struggle to wake
In all my dreams I drown
But when you’re awake
A reason you have found
Don’t sink to deep; nor fly to high
Feet on the ground eyes on the sky
Be it star or moon or sun
You are awake
The day has begun
502 · Oct 2013
A Feeble Gift
Disaster Child Oct 2013
Once there was a little firefly
Who danced and sang for her favorite sky
She loved him dear, he loved her deep
And when his firefly fell asleep
He wrote a song a poem to her,
The only one who inspired and made his heart stir
It was not fancy, no not a bit
If anything he thought it pathetic
He knew his lady firefly was worth much more
Than all the words he had in store
But he could not simply sit in quiet
Because she made a heart soar, that could not fly yet
So as she slept, he gave them to her
His words so plain, his intentions so pure
He wrote to his love knowing she'd see it next morning
And he just went on and on adoring
The beautiful gift god gave to the sky
His lovely, his perfect, my dear firefly...
494 · Jun 2014
Suffocation
Disaster Child Jun 2014
Don't push, it hurts me so
Why are these hands at my throat?
This is a place I'd almost forgotten
A place of mind caught drowning in the murky moat

I know the pain I know it all
Will it ever leave me and let me be?
A place I quickly remember
Broken devastation no other shall ever see
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