Quote said
fake things will fade away
but i know you will never astray
together we fight the bad rays
and shine all the way.

Heart said
love won't stay
truth will delay
till come the day
that day, anyway.

Soul said
.........
...............
i lost words that end with 'y' anyway
except for gay
and okay.

- a.e

So many things to say.
With no time left to say them.
Waking up slowly,
To an empty bed.

Every day,
The heartache sets in.
Breathing in without you
Hurts.

Do you even have the time
To stop and think,
And wonder.
And miss.

I think what hurts the most.
Was not being left alone,
With answers untold.
With hopes destroyed.
And wonder left to dust.


I’m getting nowhere, it seems…
But I’m trying.
To get back to who I was.
Even I will never be the same.

Pressure to be pretty in the unearthly hours of the morning
Eyes pulled down by bags, bloated and yawning
Eyeliner and lipgloss and concealer thick and fast
Covering the callouses, praying it'll last

looking good and smelling good and in the peak of health
Its all an uphill struggle to better your fine self
Judged by a jury of unexperienced youths
Panicing at lunchtime, retouching in the loos.

Hair and eyes and lips and cheeks and clothing and skin
Bottle after bottle, empty in the bin
Scraping and slathering, plucking and plastering.
The never ending problem, thats actually, within.

What's wrong with me?
I'm not who i used to be.

I'm having a hard time describign how i feel inside,
Sometimes i have an overwhelming feeling to hide.

I lost my wya,
And we were drifting away...

But i found my way back,
Without having to pack.

I dont know what i'd do without them,
They are my best of friends i knwo for sure i don't need ten.

I'm an insecure mess,
But i rather you not test.

I hate feeling like i'm not good enough,
But atleast i dont feel like my problems are to tough.

I hope to go back to the fun old me
But i'm almost there i already solved three.

This poem has to come to an end,
Although there are some rules i would love to bend.

I sure am positive that everything will be better soon,
And just maybe even by the next full moon.

Nobody told me that it's not normal
to laugh and then cry
two highs simultaneously

Nobody told me that it's not normal
to be hyper and confident in the morning
but sad and hating yourself at noon

but they told me
finally
when they saw

they asked why?
I don't know...

It's like ******, each word said
Injected into my ear
Your lips are the needle.
I get chills, I know it's wrong
So wrong.
I try to avoid it by plugging my ears
The urge is too strong to
listen, listen, listen
The "Did you hear about"s and
The "I can't believe they"s
Have me crawling back for more
I'm hooked on those juicy lies

It's like a cigarette.
I breath in the information
Luckily, it doesn't blacken my lungs.
My soul, however cannot say the same.
I release the built up smoke
So everyone else can share in my knowledge
Some unwilling,
Others take a deep breath in,
Blackening their soul with
Second-hand gossip

It's like a joint
A community drug
You can't keep it all to yourself
Let's pass it around the circle,
And make sure everyone gets a
nice
long
drag
It makes serious matters casual.
You regret.

It's alcohol
I don't know what I'm saying
And my mind blurs with fuzzy lines
Between right and wrong.
I pick up my keys and
Drive my self righteous car.
I didn't see the stop sign.
I didn't see the warnings.
Now I've affected more than myself
As I stop too late.
I hurt a life,
Multiple lives.

Another victim taken.
Another life ruined.
Another gossip overdose.

Will words come?
Ideas weave themselves
Like strings of spring vine?

Now it’s time …
A solemn answer,
Just your best.

Eyes cast upward,
Downward, right,
And left.

Eyes that beg
In dramatic
Silence.

Eyes searching
For minute
Flickers –
Tossed out by
Vague heres-and-theres.

Thinking, blinking,
Reaching backward,
Ah!  Something ...  something,
Rememb'ring at last!

Grabbing a time,
With sparks
Of relief;
There they are!
I see them, too!
In those baby eyes.

Follow the steps –
Pour on the juice –
Butter it up –
A kiss for Good Luck.

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