the lightning won't **** you
the thunder will
boom  
eardrums squeeze!
pop pop pop
bust! can't hear
slip in the grass
dropped amongst bugs and wet smells
curl up into a ball and sob
you can't even hear yourself sob!
lungs burst like eardrums
you're a mess
the thunder will

a boy/ordinarily simple

a man said
(reach into the hat
pull out a wish)

he did/hasty
he wanted a wish/exited
his fingers tingled and his heart raced

the man snickered/satisfied
(choose)

the boy didn't know what to wish for
he wanted something /what
he asked for nothing

the man (more unfortunate are the ones who are granted a chance to wish for whatever they want and remain clueless as to their dreams than the ones who never get to dream)

the boy wished for a dream/melancholy

though he knew it would never come true

they man refused
the boy cried
(that's life)!

loud
so genuine it seems fake
temper
cries easily
animal lover
talkative
passionate
overly sweet
accidentally inconsiderate
cant whisper to save my life
non confrontational until angered
giving
creative
hard working
obnoxiously loud and annoying
liberal
avoids messy situations until i HAVE to face them
flamboyantish
scared
loves being feared / having power
hates directly hurting people
anxious
too freaked to apologize
very touchy
hyper

you make us both peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I wait on the couch. dead mind.

you tell me it will be ok. you touch my forehead with your lips. white noise.

you turn on the light and leave me to lay. you'll be back. "rest assured" black space.

you take me on a walk. like a dog. we hold hands and see plants. your eyes look ashamed. blank thoughts.

limelight on me
ice sculptures dipping on my
forehead
citrus flavor of my mouth
drop to the floor
absorbing the feeling
everything is a blur-
no, not a blur
flashes

(sorry guys this isn't gonna be good I just have nowhere to vent so)




you deserve love and you deserve to understand how caring and humble you are.
you stick to your morals.
you stick to your gut.
you don't know how amazing
and I'm not the right person to tell you.
i wish you the best
and i feel like you are unreachable
but i dont know how to reach you
i can't tell you anything about yourself
only because im not the right person.
bottom line is:
i will stick around only if you want me to. but how do I know if you want me to. I don't know whether to give you space or comfort you.
I think we need to talk. but I know it doesn't help. I want to do what is best for you. I can't. I struggle with doing what's best for me.

tic
k tick

pick the lock

boom boom

cutoFF
Ym tongue

bite yours too!

fake fake fake wet
tears
falllllll

chop off my fingers
and
chew ch
ew on them yum

very odd

you just wanted to run
but they said no
so you did

slippery sweet wet sticky juicy

piercing fragrance

saturation: 100%

first you dripped into it then I did
hanging by your neck above a teacup
bitter bitter bitter bitter bitter bitter
foam bubbles and swirls
wrapping you into it
dragging you in
as you drip drip drown
pool of lost memories
years forgotten
longing for what no longer exists
craving the unknown craving the unobtainable
brown leaks from the crack in the cup
your neck crrrrrrrrracks

devour the
shining, greedy
glass
pop pop pop
blood leaks and swirls
you smile, eyes half shut
glass between your teeth

wet round glass blobs stuck in my head
shiver and shake
and attempt to make a clear way to gaze
ropes of water sometimes drop from them
sometimes they are decorated in red and gold and green
sometimes they are ripped out
eaten by disgrace////
don't worry!
they always fit back into place

she sobs, deep gasps
the sorrow envelopes her
but she doesn't mind
she's upset beyond measure
but it will be over soon
           she bursts with life, mind ecstatic
she's overjoyed at everything
brightness follows her
she's glowing
but then she remembers
this is a cycle
          she sobs

FOR ME!

STOP BEING SCARED OF PEOPLE.

EVEN IF YOU THINK PEOPLE HATE YOU, RESPOND WITH LOVE AND M A K E THEM LOVE YOU. IF THEY DONT, THEN MOVE ON.

BEING ANNOYING IS OKAY!

Hey, power is not everything.
Hey, what's the worst that could happen?
Hey, be sweet.

sometimes what is best for you will hurt others, and that is a hard position to be in.

al - call her! schedule a time! be genuine and kind and talk about events and ideas, not others!

an- ask her about HER. schedule a time! lead the fun but let her know you are there for serious times!

be- bond! support her and learn about her

ca- no sham in appreciation! start things!

ch- tolerance! have intelligent conversations and then ask to meet her dog

d- help him understand right from wrong. always empathize. dont let him drown

e- once again, tolerance. call her!

k- apologize but keep distance. tell the whole truth and nothing but it.

o- TALK to her!dont put her in a position she does not want to be in. take time to form good trust again

v- stop inviting him to stuff/ talking to him and see if he talks to you.

tumble out of the raincloud
fall onto a dewy petal
pastel softness
clean body resting on the earth
mesh

do i have influence?
if so, how much?

how many people listen?
do they listen out of admiration or fear?
do they listen out of respect or for the purpose of mockery?

my message: feel. deeply and understand what you are feeling. sometimes our motives are even hidden from ourselves. figure them out.

blank walls surround me
ceiling is so so low
i can't esc a pe
                     but yet i try

you ask me
why do you claw at these walls
kick until your toes are ******
i re ply:

         have you ever had a sensation so terrible that just for an instant you do all you can to make it stop? i tr
y

you stumble down
not far to the floor
yes. a simple ans wer

well, that is my life i say
keep kicking

she taps her chubby pink eraser against her equally chubby pink lips.
they're chapped and ****** but she's too distracted to care.
her feet fall out from beneath her.
the sun attacks her as she hits the wet cement.
she drops her ****** eraser, falling among worms and blades of grass.
she's oblivious to the wetness that engulfs her.
she's slowly
wholly
swallowed by cement.
the birds still chirp.
the sun still shines.
but the worlds a little different without that eraser of mine.

amber tinted sun
    falls through the slic es of green
piled on wet earth

little loud screaming birds fly over the valley
fits of emotion
tumbling dashing around inside
their little scrreaaming heads.

  lying in wait for her victim long blonde
dead;y
she sings
happily
high pitch hiding her t.r.u.e. feelings

you crawl on the ground

it is dark

cold and
bloodied

blips of teeth flash in your mind

why oh why
why oh why

you scream
but

who is to hear?

certainly not me! I turn up the radio

pan over to you dragging yourself
down the street

unknowing joining the rest

they throw pebbles at your tiny legs
they pop out your teeth
like its nothing
you don't know why you're lonely
they spin you till you can't see
you bite your cheek
they poke holes in your tongue