the mind is its own beautiful prisoner.
Mind looked long at the sticky moon
opening in dusk her new wings

then decently hanged himself,one afternoon.

The last thing he saw was you
naked amid unnaked things,

your flesh,a succinct wandlike animal,
a little strolling with the futile purr
of blood;your *** squeaked like a billiard-cue
chalking itself,as not to make an error,
with twists spontaneously methodical.
He suddenly tasted worms windows and roses

he laughed,and closed his eyes as a girl closes
her left hand upon a mirror.

Have you heard the news that you're dead?

The headlines read " College student kills himself ."

But It was supposed to be something like

"Selfish gutless ****** who didn't have the ***** to face his problems finally got what he wanted."

Yeah I never got the chance to tell you

How much I hate you

So I'm writing this poem right now

For you- the most selfish person that I've ever known

What were you thinking as the light behind your eyes were fading?

How could you not give a **** about anyone around you?

Your mother now lives with just the memories of her dead son

And your father has sleepless nights

Your sister remembers you during the spaces in between the seconds

They will forever be in pain

Just because your heart stopped beating

And maybe you deserved it,but they sure as hell didn't

Loathe,despise,detest

Words like these don't even begin to describe how I feel about you

If a **** had an ******* on it,then your face is what it would look like

Yeah that is how much I hate you

I was in your shoes just a year ago from today

The same place,having the exact same thoughts

The only difference is that

I chose the pen and you chose the knife

And don't worry,I'll say all these things right to your face someday

Maybe after a few years, maybe after many

But I sure will

Someday when we will meet again

Till then,I hope you rot in hell.

I asked her how it felt to be in love and she said
loving and being loved was like feeling the warmth of the sun on both sides of your body
I was going to tell her "your shadow makes it impossible to have both"
But then again I didn't want to sound cocky

Whenever I think about her, my throat starts tickling  
So I guess the butterflies in your stomach feeling is all just a lie
For me its more like spiders crawling up my throat
And I would give anything for the fear to subside

After a very long time
Its finally healing
The black lump of muscles that pumps my blood
So I'll tell you about dealing with those ******* feelings

Just gather up all your feelings and pile them up
Then sit on them and start suppressing
And although it may sound a little depressing  
Trust me when I say its way better than accepting.

Remember 4th grade?
When we used to buy those orange candies and the blue marbles
But we never had more than 10 bucks so we always had to choose
But I guess the times have changed
Because all we buy now are packs of cigarettes and cans of *****

Remember 5th grade?
I memorized the rare candy cheat and you memorized the master ball one
Oh the good times when we used to play Pokemon and zwinky
But I guess the times have changed
Because now we're all about DOTA and call of duty

Remember 7th grade?
You fell in love and  a week later you fell out of it
And then you smashed that thing... What was it? A photo frame?
I was just standing there trying not to laugh at you
And two days after that, you yelled at me for taking her name

Remember 8th grade?
We used to play basketball all day
I was 4'11" and you were 5'2"
And although it was just three inches
I looked like a little ****** in front of you

But some things never change
Like those marbles and the place where we buried them
I bet they are still as beautiful
As they were back then

Yes,some things never change
Like the part of my mind which memorized that cheat
A44A FB0B 6808 D662
I can't believe I still remember that ****

Yes,some things never change
Like the pieces of that photo frame
And the fact that you still hate her
And the fact that I still call her "The ***** who shall not be named"

Yes,some things never change
Now I'm 5'11" and you're 6'2"
But its still three inches
And I still look like a ****** in front of you

Yes,some things never change
Like the part of me which loved you then
Because I still do
And all these memories
that are made out of you.

I said I'd meet you tomorrow

But that tomorrow never came

I thought you'd be okay

But life is just a game

It was foolish of me

To think that you would remain

Because everyone dies

Everyone is mundane



You lived a good life

You lived long

In the end that's all that matters

So I shall not mourn

You taught me what strength is

That's how I became strong

*"And though you are dead and gone,believe me

Your memory will carry on

We'll carry on."

...I just fell in love with the words that you said to me

And with the moments that you shared with me

With the better person that you made me be

And with the thought of you and me being 'we'


Yes,I only fell in love with a thought

With the 'maybe' of the 'just us two'

But falling in love with you yourself was something I never felt

I just fell in love with the idea of falling in love with you "...

I took out my heart
It fit perfectly in my ****** hand
Still beating
And craving for some love
Like a fish taken out of water
Still flapping
And craving for some oxygen
And although there is plenty in the air
It needs the oxygen from the water
Just like my heart needs the love from you