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1.1k · Mar 2017
Zen
Elisa Mar 2017
Zen
Melting all around you,
Blissfully sinking in.
Past and future forgotten,
And a change occurs within.

The peace of simply being
Existing here and now,
The troubles melt away,
If only you'll allow.
904 · Mar 2017
All it took
Elisa Mar 2017
All it took was a glance
And a single choice in time
A moment that would linger
An emerging paradigm

All it took was a taste
Reality crumbled at my feet
I had never known a drug
To be so bitter and so sweet

All it took was a touch
And I forgot my name
Words dissolved on my toungue
With only you to blame

You left a mark
Like a fossil in my soul
For I'm forever changed
Not broken, but not quite whole
635 · Mar 2017
Disappearing Boy
Elisa Mar 2017
What used to make me happy,
Has died and left me here.
What once was always with me,
Is no longer near.

The memory of vibrance,
I saw within his eyes,
Is still in my head
but fades as time flies.

I remember back to when I saw
the smile upon his face.
When the world was in his hands,
Now he's gone without a trace.

The earth claimed him for her own,
Just a body hallowed out
Nothing's left of him now
A memory, a shadow, a doubt.

I too am fading,
Slowly slipping away.
The feeling of letting go,
I do not want to stay.

He paved a path for me,
Easy and clear before my eyes.
I know where it goes,
And in front of me it lies.

How easy it would be,
To take this clear cut route.
I'd follow in his footsteps,
Be a girl all hallowed out.
494 · Mar 2017
More
Elisa Mar 2017
I don't need more.
They tell me I do.
More likes, more money
more friends too.

Society thinks
I'll be happy then,
More clothes, more shoes
More power, more men.

But more often than not
The more you aquire,
The more you'll realize
The more you desire.
458 · Mar 2017
One in the same
Elisa Mar 2017
I lay myself upon the paper,
my bones infused with each line.
My brain splattered upon the page
Drenching the words with my mind.

These stories drip with my blood,
whose rhythm is synced to my heart.
Ink sealed by my kiss.
My soul in the form of art.
445 · Mar 2017
Untitled
Elisa Mar 2017
Apologies are tricky
Trying to tell if someone's sincere
See, an apology is just words
Unless there's emotions kept someplace near.
380 · Mar 2017
conformity
Elisa Mar 2017
I didn't think
it would be
like this
wandering waiting
pacing and impatiently stating
I'm not supposed to be here.

My hands
stopped trembling
years ago.
Separated
from the rest
Its for the best
they say
as they force the pills
down every day
I'm not supposed to be here.

Every word
confirms
my inability to conform
Imprisoned physically
for in-dependency
my mind
does not need
societies'
hypocritical parasitical
way of thought.
*I'm not supposed to be here.
305 · Mar 2017
Impermanence
Elisa Mar 2017
Two forces come together,
Bringing change and clarity.
Razor sharp, crystal clear,
A frozen rarity.

The air is crisp and certain,
White with innocence, laughter rings.
A fresh snow and with it,
A fresh start it brings.

The air will soon warm,
Crisp uncertainty unfreezes.
Inevitably, muddy earth will follow,
For ice melts as it pleases.
Have you ever gone outside right after a snow storm? When the world seems so perfectly still. Covered with a blank piece of paper, you're filled with wonder, awe, and hope. It's magic. But eventually, people melt the snow, drive their cars through it, trample and build with it. The white snow melts, revealing underneath a muddy reality. Love is so similar. When you fall in love its a clean slate to create something great. Love seems magical, perfect, and hopeful. But as temperatures rise, true character is revealed. Time and challenges leave tracks and eventually all that's left is mud.

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