I'm the dust of forgotten stars; The smoke between your lips; The shivers on your spine
Frozen to the bone But my heart is aflame My mind shudders And my soul is to blame
We're all fighting our own battles And I try to keep that in mind But how long can I go Without people realizing That I've already lost mine
The smell of a guy you're about to kiss; his breath, his eagerness, his lust radiating out of his inner being
Suicide note: butterfly wings are so beautiful and soft, so unlike living
A girl frightened by her own shadow but not her death A girl that does not fear death but craves it
Being cremated and having your ashes spread throughout the world is so beautiful; you can finally go wherever you want; you are finally free
We all perish There's no denying We're living our lives But we're already dying
Why would you waste your life On a girl That's wasting away?
Love lost is still love Just the way that a downpour is still just rain
I am envious Of the sheets and bed that you sleep in They get to wrap you up And hold you in ways I never could
Somewhere in between The 2 AM nightmares And The empty passenger seats I fell apart. And I don't know If I can be fixed.
My life isn't real; I'm a hallucination; My body is a dream; And my soul an illusion
This fire is consuming me My veins are ablaze My lungs are nothing but smoke My thoughts have turned to ash I'm being burned alive
Tendrils of smoke Surrounding my mind Like a crown of amnesia The only thing I remember Is to say that I'm fine
Her soul is broken, tangled, intertwined with those of the lost, the dead.
Each stanza is a different poem. This is a collection of various poems I've written, no plagiarism, and although they are not one big poem, this gives me a chance to tell my story based on my different moods.