The heart of the Nobody
I'm going to **** her
she's pushing me past that point
she's gonna die
I tighten the muscles in my arms
******
Ha!
it'll be welcoming
when I put the knife to her
she will know th epain she inflicts
she's gonna die
by my hand
She is evil
she is the wicked stepmother
but one problem
the brothers Grimm
they didn't show all
of her evilness
or her ugliness of deep in her
******
Maybe then I won't be
deppressed anymore
I want to drop the mask
I'm always wearing it
I want to die
can i?
I've tried before....
I've tried over 400 times
nothing ever worked....
I just feel pain now
I hate pain
but I've been through alot of it
so I write
and write
and write
until there's nothing left
nothing
that's what I am
nothing
I have only one person
and he is far from my reach
sometimes I wonder what it'd be like
to not have my past
to not have my curses
the curses I must bear
but then I wouldn't have met him
he knows who he is
but it's his choice
if he wants to be associated with me
the deeply troubled, possibly to likely psychotic teen
but I say this
we are knights
our armor is battered
we are bruised
I'm no damsel
and you're not a shiny knight
and I love you for that
because if we were
then we'd be flimsy
we'd be false
you know who you are
and I'll shout it
through a megaphone
on the tallest building
I LOVE YOU!!!

El corazón de la Nadie
Voy a matarla
ella me está empujando a ese punto
ella va a morir
Aprieto los músculos de los brazos
asesinato
¡Ja!
que va a ser bienvenida
cuando puse el cuchillo en la
ella sabrá ª Epain ella inflige
ella va a morir
por mi mano
Ella es el mal
ella es la malvada madrastra
pero un problema
los hermanos Grimm
no mostraron todo
de su maldad
o su fealdad del fondo de su
asesinato
Tal vez entonces no voy a ser
deppressed más
Quiero dejar caer la máscara
Yo siempre estoy usando
Quiero morir
puedo?
He intentado antes ....
He intentado más de 400 veces
nada nunca trabajó ....
Siento dolor ahora
Odio el dolor
pero yo he pasado por un montón de ella
así escribo
y escribe
y escribe
hasta que no queda nada
nada
Esto es lo que soy
nada
Tengo una sola persona
y él está lejos de mi alcance
A veces me pregunto qué sería como
para no tener mi pasado
para no tener mis maldiciones
las maldiciones debo soportar
pero entonces yo no lo he encontrado
él sabe quién es
pero es su elección
si quiere asociarse conmigo
la profundamente preocupado, posiblemente a propensos adolescente psicótico
pero lo digo
somos caballeros
nuestra armadura es maltratadas
estamos magullados
No soy doncella
y no eres un caballero brillante
y Te quiero para eso
porque si estábamos
entonces estaríamos endeble
estaríamos falsa
Tu sabes quien eres
y voy a gritar que
a través de un megáfono
en el edificio más alto
TE AMO !!!

It was out
in the middle
of Cinnamon
that the night
belonged to us.

Not a single soul
was in sight,
we were engaged,
intertwined,
hanging
onto each other
with all of
our might.

We clung to our
own bouy line,
like jellyfish
enraptured,
electric.

We left a chum line
of sweat, tears, and other
soluable materials
we exchanged,
given to us
by the Gods.

We watched
a falling star,
tumble,
disappear
into the Pleiades.

You were mystical
and I was a mystic.

I am really not stupid.
You would think
I should know by now,
after a million chances
a few failed
heart experiments,
I would be content.
Every time I think I've got
a handle on my life,
I fall into the downwind
scent of jasmine.
But always pachouli
& soft silky-skin
& a pretty smile
with sparkly-eyes
that laugh
and speak of love.

It could be in the way
she smiles
while looking at me,
or in the laughter
of her eyes
hiding all that pain
that attracts me
from mine.

She makes me feel right,
sworn
to secrecy,
like out on patrol,
we have a silent code.

I tell her things
no one else knows,
and she tells me
similar things.

We are
buried
together,
her and I
on the same battlefield
of broken love,
ruptured.

I trust
in her kiss,
her parted moist lips,
and the way
she closes her eyes
when
I nip her.
It is explosive.