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converse with me
ride in a hearse with me
adorn me in kisses sweeter than Hershey's
I don't want that artificial love
spare me something sent from above
when push comes to shove
I want to come undone
unraveled
time travel
light me like a candle
watch me flicker and fade out
*******
figuratively
perception is key
alter our current reality
increase the chemistry
love like dentistry
always ***** and never clean
something stuck in between
pull away
I've seen better days
and you can't rearrange
remember me
in your mental picture frame not as I am
but as I seek to be
set me free from the burden of uncertainty
don't care if you hurt me
pain is sedimentary
accumulating particles
read one too many articles
better ask an oracle
cause my heart of gold could turn to stone
became cold long before it was foretold
behold my intentions underlined in bold
a hand to hold
I couldn't fit the mold though
less than so so
never on the go go
put my life on hold
where did my thoughts flow
I'll listen to the crow crow
inside a house that never felt like my home
then again
neither did my bones
destined to go to a world untold
and so the story unfolds
an alien mind
incapable of rhymes
just trying to bide the time
till I reach the sky
you wanna watch the world burn
do you have thoughts that eat you alive
twists and turns
in the dead of night
tell me why
the tea is cold
my head is filled with mold
unfold stories that remain unsold
how can I be so bold
one might ask
I'll leave you with this
if I die tomorrow
I might never get the chance
to sing my song
instead of humming along
for so long I was just floating along
filling the void
devoid of all joy
I had to toy
with the idea
that my head remained unclear
tunnel vision
review mirror
not that I cling to all I hold dear
fear has its grip around my neck
I admit, it's hard to forget
a feeling that never left
a battle that still rages on
and on and on and on
repetitive thoughts loud as beating drums
but lacking the passion
contemplating cashin' in
cause I don't know where to begin
I once lived in sin
I still do
but because of you I made myself new
or so I thought I did
in the sense that I no longer do what isn't best
morally
for those supporting me
ironically
the only thing that holds me back is me
when I think back to being a kid
never could I have imagined this
a prisoner of war
and what for
there is so much more
I found a reason to stay and fight
I just wish I could fight for myself
I wish I could escape myself
self created hell
ah
to be granted a wish
such sweet bliss
or so it would seem
I no longer want to dream of dreams
but do
take a chance and pursue
change my perspective
seek something new
all old routes are through
I'm finished yet renewed
on the path to better views
painting the picture with brighter hues
always preaching it starts with you
this time I won't label it true
because what is
is
is
keep an eye out for my accomplishments
I wish could easily make people understand that it’s not them, it’s me. When I don’t reply, it isn’t because I don’t want to talk. I have thoughts that eat me alive. They steal away reality and leave me with nothing but sadness, and that makes it hard to talk, it makes it hard to breathe. Some days all I can manage to do is sit on the couch, because if I make any type of movement I think the world might crash around me.
Stumbled upon this note that I wrote to myself about a year ago. I never thought I would feel this way again, yet here I am.
Said that you had to leave and re-stitch some seams
in trying to fix something that remains unseen
you left me broken
at least I’ve made friends with irony
alone is how I prefer to be

I can finally breathe
because now I see
all along I really had nobody
the truth has set me free
from the burden of caring for those who don’t care about me
Should it scare me that I feel most free when people simply leave me be?

(Sidenote: I am not always so morbidly depressed)
The world is a beautiful place
and I want to be beautiful
too
although there is nothing I can do
to change my face
lack of grace
or slow my pace
I know not my place in this world
I am but a girl
and what is one among many
is there meaning?
how am I supposed to find any
well
maybe I can
just not in this person I am
but I see it all around me
in each soul
every body
I meet
all incomplete
pieces of a puzzle
that I'll never fully see
why can't I just let it be
push these questions aside
and live my life
content with being swept along the tide
why can't I look past all the strife
what can I do to stop it
can I rearrange
make a change
people look at you strange
when you see a different picture
this is never what I  pictured
when I was growing up
how can our world be so corrupt?
everyone stuck
in their ways
lost in a daze so they remain the same
in kindergarten
I sat and looked up
as my teacher told me the news
could it be true?
9/11
war on "terror"
they were trying to scare us
just a bunch of cover ups
none of my friends seem to give a ****
maybe I care too much
or not enough
I want to change reality
how can I hold onto my sanity
if I continue to do nothing

Tell me
where do I start
with my hands or with my heart
everything I know has been torn apart
where do I start?
Bigger scars make better stories
But I've buried these words inside my bones
Staring at the same ceiling for far too long
All these places I have rested my head and none of them feel like home
I would trade my sweetest memory
To feel the breeze
Be at ease
Find some inner peace
Sweet release
I have clawed at flaws
Made friends with the stars
It's easier to lock myself in than deal with these scars
Strangers are passing time
Kissing in cars
While I construct another wall
Hide behind bars
Walking along the river, side by side
She asked, “Have you forgotten how to sing?”
To which
She heard no reply

Our planet isn't dying
It's being killed

And I will remain unfulfilled
Until I pick up the pieces and help
Rebuild
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