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Hana Gabrielle Jan 2012
You see things with new eyes
opening your heart and mind
letting go of truth or lies
reaching out to your insides
slowly crawling with the tide
wasting all the time you bide
when there's nowhere left to hide
at least you know you tried
keep your cravings classified
taste the tears you've cried
hold back while we collide
first we conquer then divide
learn to hang your head with pride
whisper prayers to your bride
never trust those in who you confide
forgive those on whom you relied
let's stay young and never die
Hana Gabrielle Jan 2012
She’s hidden
A garden of dreams and buried memories
He craved the air she breathed
you’ll never leave
you’ll never leave
caught up in the seams
she seemed to gleam
secrets and lies
she secretly tries
but no one will believe her
so she plasters roses
on top of her bruises
she tries and loses
loses track of who is
worth running away from
its night so here they come
you better run
you better run
Hana Gabrielle Jan 2012
I see the same hope in each person
Painting faces and holding hands
Lying through false teeth
We’re a breed of actors
So encased in your cravings
Your heart will forget to beat
A momentary lapse of routine
And you’ll fight to regain your senses
In the back of your head
You all want the emptiness to win
Because we’re just passing time
Feeding insecurities
Until it’s over
Maybe I’m selfish
Maybe I’m weak
But it's a primal ache
So close but off limits
You all try but I won’t break
You raise this child just to **** it
Ink fills my pores
Forcing me to remember
Your guilty words and painful lectures
Forgetting expression
Brief interactions with perfection
Isolation
Sinking back into a life I’ve lived before
Swiftly slipping into old footprints
I’m not mental
I’m just sick of feeling
But don’t quite give up dear
Because for now I’m still here
At least for tonight
I will sleep by your side
Ill keep on pretending
And you can keep praying
That maybe some day I’ll turn out all right
It becomes more of an instinct as time goes on
Less of a mask
More comfortable than the truth
My palms sweat
And I begin to forget
What brought me here in the first place?
Words are lost to me
I know I have thought
I don’t know what they mean
I need to run but you’re holding my face
Holding me here for as long as you need
I want to be cut open
I want you to see me bleed
You kiss me with amnesia and leave without a trace
I cover my fears with ideas and stories
I want you to notice but you ******* ignore me
That’s why we’re addicted
Medicating our lives
With make believe and lies
Who’s the director?
The church or the people?
Lets hold each other
As the flames climb the steeple
Hana Gabrielle Jan 2012
You say I’ve never considered suicide
Not seriously at least
Not enough to lose sleep
You always hear about the cases
But the bridges seem so far away
But when everyone is disappointed
Each smile is an extra effort
It seems so sweet
I can almost taste relief
An end
An escape
How many muscles does it take?
To pull a trigger?
No one will give me an answer to the real question
So what’s the point?
Searching for a purpose
A reason
The music of water filling lungs
Lulls me to sleep
Playing over and over in my dreams
In hopes for a break from reality
I’m trying to think of things I love
But they seem to have faded
I feel lethargic
I’m inhaling an iron aroma
A smell of veins and mind games
Burning flesh and hair in flames
Eyes closing
The pain is gone
Hana Gabrielle Aug 2011
Take the taste of proper nouns
Roll it over with your tongue
And keep on marching
Until we say you’re done
Push your convictions into pulp
Squeeze them dry
Drink in the modesty
Swallow the bitter honesty
When you pull away from a kiss
And you can barely remember the feel of her lips
Yet it’s your clearest memory
The comfort in the pressure
body to body
The taste of affection
Of never wanting anything else
The smell of skin so close
Regret tastes like envy
I loved you.
I loved you.
I love you.
Hana Gabrielle Jun 2011
Call it what you will
But the voices
Just
      Get
             Louder
Take their words
Take a pill
Make
        Them
                 Prouder
There's only two ways
Up or off the edge
Lets
       Just
               Fly
Our feet can float
Above the ledge
Let
      Me
            Die.
Hana Gabrielle Apr 2011
To find a calm state of mind
A meditation to stop
The steady resistance of my brain.

Silence.

Leaving you to the mercy
Of your darkest ambitions
There's no point in running
Continuity is a curse.

I thrive off of change
Your sickly sweet contradictions
Always keep me entertained
Yet another reason to stay insane
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