There are phases in your life,
a constant change on the daily,
and by night
the moon shifts with you
in all of its glorious phases.

I know loss,
and at first it's heartbreaking,
but once your grief has diminished,
you'll realize it was the best thing
for you.

i'm kinda over
your love, it's mediocre,
not quite adoration,
maybe just platonic.
that's alright, though,
because i've always been
my own lover.

The infectious laugh
of a young man
who brings cheer to all
without notice.

Don't let fear stop you.

Don't let them stop you.

Don't let yourself stop you.

Boring!
How dull,
I need something exciting!
Stimulating!
Challenging!
But please,
have mercy,
nothing boring!

years ago,
it was,
that i tipped the hourglass.

and for years now,
i've been reminded of how lonely I am
because of an infinite waterfall
of sand.

I surrendered
my mind,
my body,
my soul
to you
only to have you
break me.

In a game of charades
I am the jack of all trades,
that is, unless,
I were to have my own name.

"Well, my friend, tell me. Am I human?"

"I must offer you my candor and admit that I truly don't know."

you don't gotta love yourself
before loving someone else,
but whether or not you do love yourself
will change your way of changing others.

I am aware of how agonizing
this must be for you, sir,
but the truth is often vexing.
Thus, I will show you only candor
and tell you of the pain that is to come,
if you will listen and admit acceptance.

A miniscule slit in my wrist,
a sufficient amount for just a
teardrop of blood
to fall on the parchment
as I sign a blood-binding bond
in crimson ink.

if you dare speak ill
of my body and soul,
your opinion will forever remain
incorrect,
in my opinion.

The delicate petals
of a poppy field
fall like the lives
of children
in Yemen.

Can I trust you?

No, nevermind,
what an absurd question,
wasn't it?

Of course not.

We're all human here,
right?

Then I obviously cannot!

Humans are greedy,
and always hide something
whether it's yours
or theirs.

I cary emotions
deep in my soul
where no one cares venture,
not even me.

Alas, it's tiring,
keeping all this sadness,
this remorse,
this love
buried deep down.

It's a shame,
really,
that I cannot share these feelings.

At this point,
it's like heavy luggage,
always and never on my mind.

They come and go,
every time.

They are beautiful, with unimaginable pulchritude.
But lies upon lies upon lies!

The accumalation,
is just
too much.

So you let them go, you let them fall,
like the petals
of a sakura.

your heart turns,
not because of pumping blood,
but because your heart has cogs and springs
that turn with a click
to keep you alive.

The river lies,
but it is kind.
It will carry you swiftly,
carefully,
peacefully,
before submerging you
into utter chaos.

you can look at poetry
with a logical eye,
but you would miss
the message
with lack of wisdom.

Hum a song like a bee,
no matter what they say.

The slurs may have been passed about
so easily from a pair of malicious lips
to another, but ours did not quiver.

She loved me,
and we had so much in common
because we loved what we were;
girls.

I could tell you one big truth
- I love you -
before an even bigger lie.

I could tell you one devastating lie
- I will stay -
before an even more devastating truth.

If I defy
the word, rather,
the lies
of my superior,
my opinion is defined as
politically incorrect.

a stabbing
a burning bubble in your chest
your heart fell to your stomach
and your vision is blurred

t'is the sensation, the desperation, of anxiety.

You place your blade
in flames,
letting them like your weapon
send white heat across the core.
Pressing it to your skin,
the steel burns a scar to your arm
as a symbol of victory
in the time of war.

You don't break a sweat
unless you're running from your problems.
You do not clean
unless you sweep your guilt under the rug.
You do not bathe
unless you procrastinate.
You do not sleep
unless there is too much to bear.

i'm tired,
so tired
all the time.
                                            i'm carrying a wrecking ball
                                            behind my back
                                            like it won't **** my spine.
a mask won't do,
now will it?
                                           you're too smart
                                           to fall for that trick.
a facade won't do
but will you stay
if i show you?

I am a woman;
we are gracious,
even with the difficulties.

If this is all just a dream,
together, you and me,
something that could never be.

You were so out of my league,
I don't know what to believe,
if I am in a dream,
don't wake me.

my mother always told me,
"trust no-one".
i never took her word as gospel,
even after i was used.
when i was betrayed,
however,
i knew to hide my secrets,
because i had no more trust
to spare.

red hair
white dress
she ran, ran as fast as she could
to the willow on the hill
that stood atop of an ocean of daisies.

the dragonfly treads lightly
on pure waters,
its body a brilliant indigo
on an azure blue lake.

you kind of remind me of a turtle's shell.
you're colourful,
strong,
and you've always got my back.

The fire you kindle within me,
lover mine,
whether you laugh or cry ile,
is a love that came early
travelling with dawn.

A school,
engulfed by many pure,
untouched, untainted
by lust.

And those
who have indulged
have discovered the epitome
of love.
Alas, after it all,
they knew the loss
of their virginity.

I used to be afraid of failure,
not because I feared disappointing myself,
but because I feared the opinion of others.

On the brink of tears,
it's nearly here;
The end of it all,
it's in my palm;
Metal on my fingers,
I'll pull the trigger;
Will I go blissfully,
will anyone miss me?
Only time will tell,
so I bid you farewell;
Now is my time,
I will finally die.

I glared, not cocky,
and pulled a card from the deck.
I hoped for a King,
but I pulled a Joker.
He laughed, too,
when I hoped for a Queen
and received only a Jack.
I hold no trump card up my sleeve,
nothing to save me,
not even an Ace.
I grimace, I surrender;
I accept my defeat.

With every ***** and every stitch,
you've embroidered my red string of fate
deep into my skin.

Hope is the only thing
stronger than fear,
but the only thing stronger than hope
is doubt.

You will only accept my words
if I am on my knees, inferior,
while you stand on your feet, superior,
looking down upon me.