A trillion little pieces fall
and I am lost amidst them all.

Helter skelter flurries fall
on the pell-mell throngs below them all.

And who is left to be a guide
when Mother Earth and Father God have died
and alone with furies you abide?

Then in your soul, sweep clean the streets
and salt the earth beneath your feet
till your resolve and trials meet.

A trillion little pieces fall
I make a way despite them all.

Helter skelter flurries fall
on the pell-mell throngs below them all.

i might come off of being anonymous on this site.... with that being said however, i will probably unlink my tumblr on that bio because that's for my own private pleasure, my blog is more secret i suppose. as well as the private and anonymous twitter i have.

in any case, i guess i'll link my youtube where i release spoken word poetry videos and such if you're that curious (i'm not looking for views, i think i'm looking for a sense of openness and less secrecy here, alot of reasons really. but go ahead and check it out if you wanna, if not, that's fine too) and i'll delete some of the darker stuff off of here and make it more PG-13, in the event that i link my youtube back to this site.

also, if this happens, i am going to change my username again to match my other pages so it all links together (sorry i know every time somebody does this, or last time i did this -- i was previously known as "brooklyn baby" -- it's just very confusing)...

i am working on self publishing a book of poetic stuff also and have been busy putting together my Society 6 shop which has other art, but i'm thinking i'll scan some handwritten poems too.

so yes, i realize this is not a poem and it's crap posting, and nobody wants to read an announcement on a website specifically built for poetry, but i guess i needed to make clarifications for those of you that follow along or care about this strange little mind of mine.

sincerely yours,
a girl of little habits **

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update: i have since updated.. link in bio is my latest spoken word poetry video.

Lies coming out your mouth,
truth coming out your ears.
Sadness showing in my eyes,
happiness showing in your face.
My pain,
your joy.
pain taking over my heart,
tumbling on cold hard floor.
You standing over my body,
you watching me die slowly.

I can't wait till I'm dead so I can meet my first child

It won't stop for a minute,
It won't keep pace if you slow down,
I didn't need more proof of its insanity,
When I realised,
This world keeps spinning, around

Beyond a world full of distortion
Lies a substance of purest emotion
Above the realm of insanity
shows the clearest picture of reality

For every light that shines
darkness shows divine
For every time that moves
cessation improves

For every chaos that arise
serenity never dies
To every peak we reach
in each blunder we speaks

Life is oxymoronic
It what makes it iconic
for every up that goes
every down must follow

Even I couldn't comprehend
this simple truth, my friend