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Individual perception creates alternate realities. Infinite views.
Some shared among many,
Some among few,
Some are created and confined within one.
Objectively, everything is real.
Because nothing is real.
some doors shouldn't be opened, but humans have such a violent need to be loved,
so we break the locks and let the demons in
©rainecooper
 Oct 2015 Rachel Skoda
Sarah Oh
Her emotions run dry
She's out of tears to cry
The sky looks grey
As if it's got something to say

She longs for his love
Consumed by desire and lust
Even when ashes turn to dust
He's the only thing she thinks of
 Oct 2015 Rachel Skoda
ARI
Sister
 Oct 2015 Rachel Skoda
ARI
Loving her was like
Dying every morning.

You never really  
Lived, for her
Sadness 'ever grew as  
Depression's immortal vines    
Painfully crushed your bones.

Thoughts of suicide poison
Hearts of defeated sisters
Hurting far too much to pray.

-ARI
 Oct 2015 Rachel Skoda
ARI
Ink Blots
 Oct 2015 Rachel Skoda
ARI
Youve asked me
To describe her
For you say you want
To understand her.

But all I can say
Is  that she
Is simply a poet
With a shattered pen.

Life's ink has stained
Her slender fingers
Dark blots cover her paper
But still she writes.

You cannot understand
Illegible scrawls
Scattered across
Once clean paper.

To you it seems as if
She's finally gone mad
Perhaps she has
Always been mad.

But she is brilliant
For she has hidden
Her broken pieces
Beneath those ink blots.

If you truly want
To understand her mind
I suggest you start reading
In between the lines.


-ARI
See that blade?
imagine its smooth edge kissing your skin
allowing lovely scarlet blood to
drown away every sin.

See that mirror?
imagine loving your reflection
having no flaws, you'd never be
swarmed by rejection.

See that girl?
imagine being that size
you could shop freely without
being criticized.

See that lighter?
imagine it's hot flame sending a sensation
of tingly pain through your body
releasing any stress and tension..

See that toilet?
imagine purging that meal.
forcing all the food out till strong shivers
shake your spine; think of how good being thin would feel.

See your family?
imagine them always being happy
their lives can be great even if yours is a living hell
keep it all a secret, you don't have to tell.

See those pills?
imagine them really working
no more depression, anxiety, or tormenting dark thoughts
imagine all you could be
take them all, it's sure to set you free.

...? Can You Imagine ?...
She smokes in front of me
Knowing that the wind is carrying my hair to the back of my face
Knowing that I despise the smell of cigarettes when it beds in my hair
Knowing that she will leave traces of her breath on my skin



-LynnAA
Probably she doesn't know, but it soothes me to think that she does
1/10/2015
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