Poets show their naked pain

And this, I think
Pouring yourself onto pages
Is the greatest art of all

John Green made me sad in the best possible way...

So thanks

Augustus,who taught me to love people no matter what.

Hazel,for showing me we are all beautiful.

Alaska,for saying its okay to be a bit mischievous.

Pudge,for proving that you don't have to have millions of friends to feel loved.

The Coronel, for teaching me to believe in myself,no matter where I had come from.

Colin,for my eureka moment.

Both Will Graysons,for showing me is okay to not know exactly who you are.

And every character in Paper Towns,who just made me really happy.

But lastly and most importantly I'd like to thank John Green,because you made my life a better place with your books, and for that I'm forever greatful

Addiction coursing through my veins                  c. 6/9/14 J.Ray
In my private hell all it does is rain
Your heart I keep so close to my own
Sometimes just a picture of all alone
Can your heart still beat with just an ache?
Do you really think it’s too hard to break?
Your Bedroom eyes, cause suicide
Lock your emotions deep inside
Your words keep ringing in my ears
Calm the waters calm my fears
A whisper of lies upon my face
You rob my guilt but save my grace
You throw me in your lake of fire
You burn my body with my desire
Lose yourself in your own demise
When you leave a part of me dies
You are taking everything away
And you know that I can’t make you stay


Thanks for reading my attempt...I hope you enjoyed, comments and critique are always welcome!

a bittersweet call
of Pomp and Circumstance
that echoes in the wind,
like a memory from a photograph.

soon the school band
will chant a Recessional song,
the brass ensemble roars
like an inspiring church choir.

today's hymn will become
tomorrow's nostalgia.
the teenage years filled with misery,
we will forget, in years.

but we'll remember the times
as if they were golden.

“Hold your tears back
For as long as you can…”

Admire your surroundings
And the routine that you’ll grow to miss
And as you wait for your name to be called
You unconsciously reminisce.

****** this final moment
This is your second home
Hug this juncture tight,
Hold it and never let go.

Look out to the audience of strangers
And after scanning the place,
Find the tear filled eyes
That belong to the members
They’ve seen your entire life go by
And to them, this day is a reminder
Of how wings have been attached to a clock
And concluding that in fact, time does fly.

“Again, hold your tears
Please, don’t cry
I wish to come and hold your hand.
I wish I was there too,
But Papa’s watching you
And darling, remember
I’m always proud of you.”

(3/21/14 @xirlleelang)

Age,
Has tale tell signs that show up in the mirror
Reminding us of things we’ve done
When I look into the mirror I still see my childhood self
I sit across from you and wonder
How 8 year old me
Knows such a mature, intelligent grownup
Who knew that fleeting moments gather at the end?
I smile
A genuinely happy smile and chuckle
I have no words to explain
How absurd life is
How funny time is
How we’re still standing

And until this very moment
I was that kid
Who returned a shy whisper across the aisle
Without a thought of the future
So I smile
A genuinely happy smile and chuckle
Because everything has changed
And nothing has
At the same time

is like crashing onto the shore
getting pulled back by the waves
with water in your mouth
and your vision going black
and it feels like somehow
it's never gonna stop

you keep on sinking
and sinking
and sinking,

but you never
drown.