you say you love the way I am
you say you love my uniqueness
but what you don't say
is what you tell other people

'she is such a '*****'
'I wish I never knew the fool'
'I wish I never transferred to this school
because I can't even stand her sight'
you know usually when someone tells
u something nice u say
'same to you'
the thing with this 'same to you'
is that I really wish that I
had never met you
I wish that you never transferred

**BUT the difference between us
is that I live in reality
people say what they want
although it hurts because I thought
you were my pal it doesn't affect me anymore
but on the other hand you spent an entire term
getting most of my new friends
thinking I'm a *****
its ok no biggy all this
is good -made me realize
that not every one is nice
I finally got up and smelled the coffee
thank God for 'BFFS'

She puts fire
In his eyes
Even though she
Is a ghost in
Disguise

He loves her
So dearly
Even when he
Can't see her
Clearly

He brushes her
Lips with his
Fingertips

He touches her face
Without leaving a
Trace.

He kisses her neck
When it has no
Effect.

He loves her , yes
Hence their love
Is in a world of
Distress*.

As I rest this head of mine
I pray that my arms become
Olive branches.
I pray that when extended
they are taken.
And that this world ceases strife.

I want the love
familiar chords promise
as I smoke by the windowsill
and think about quitting.

Hair doused in seawater
and drying out in the sun,

a conjured reality suffices
to salt my food, to revive my senses.

I want the love
of an angry mob,
revolution on every tongue

and violence never far from the centre.
The removal of myself

from society coincided with my brief insanity
and I should say that I am never coming back.

I want the love
that remains after that.
In the absence of Jesus,
in the absence of Fact.

infest my body
force me to hate myself
stop me from getting close
make me forever uncomfortable

this is what he has done
this is what he wanted

he did it because he could
I deserve no less
my body is nothing
to him or to me
my heart is irrelevant
and my soul is a tip

he didn't ask for
my permission
he knew
he could ruin me
I didn't have
a single clue

it comes in flashes
bright, red-hot
you feel it take over and if you feel it fast enough,
you can destroy everything in your path within moments
you spew words like venom and leave scars without thinking twice
and when it's over and done with,
you hate yourself for it.
this is what anger is,
this is how you have made cynics out of every person that's ever loved you.

Emotions are a cancer.
Eating away at my health.
Replacing the urge to live with a razor down my vein.
Death is the sweet next door neighbor who just wont invite me in for tea.

Just small talk.

Hello, New Year, will you be kind?
I doubt it, I doubt you, and this is why:

Last year you were cruel, you ripped good from Earth
You watched tragedies happen without a bit of shame.
You couldn't be bothered to reverse your stroll, reverse time
And that doesn't change simply because you changed your name.