you look at me across the room,
your stare is long and hard,
as if though you were dead,
kind of like our friendship.

it's ironic how i say i'm so alone,
when really everyone ive known has
been stretching out there arms for me, and i constantly hear them say,
"Come on, take my hand!"
but i push them away,
because i feel as if though they wouldn't
understand.

i feel as if though i've been in the dark for awhile now,

and it's taking forever for the sun to rise,

i'm fighting all of these nightmares, fears, stress, and etc.

mr. sun, where are you?

i need to see you rise so i can too.

he has this thing, where he

makes me feel like i matter,

though sometimes im

afraid that its fake

that my heart is going to shatter,

that my heart is at stake.

he does this thing that,

makes my heart pour

with art that i

never knew existed inside of me

before.

he does this thing,  

that makes me go insane,

and use God's name in vain.

he says these things,

that makes me feel the heat rise

to my cheeks

that makes my eyes

grow wide in disbelief.

he does this thing,

/that makes me step into
a fantasy
and out of reality.\


why is it that he does this to me? do i like- no no no. I mean. But i feel like i never want to let him go go go.

he does this thing to me,
and it's tearing me apart.

he doesn't see,
the lovely
art he brings out in me.

can someone just please tell me what is this feeling?

//an excessive and abnormal love and deep attraction to music and melody//

*>mélo/ma|nie\

he was a universe wrapped in skin,
and within
every limb
there were
galaxies flowing
in him
.

it hurts to know that you, cage
your soul in that lovely heart of yours, hiding the art away from everyone, even the sun

that you force a smile onto your face, just so you can make me happy everyday, just so that i won't see you feel ****** in any way,

that you can't trust me with your secrets, that you build walls to hide from me,

it hurts to see you like that,

i wish to see a welcome mat, in the front of your heart

but instead i see a 'do not enter' sign, saying this and that,

you can't blame me though, i have told the worst lies, and brought tears to your beautiful hazel eyes,

but everytime i look into the blue skies, i realized the awful things that ive did,

and i'm hoping that you would forgive me, and just let me in one more time?

this is kind of a terrible rhyme, but i dont want you to hide anymore, i just  want your skin against mine, i just want you by my side,

so are you willing to go on this ride?

no matter how many languages i speak

not a single soul will understand **how much i love you.

i was like the mud on your shoe,
that you couldn't wait to get rid of,
i thought i was like the blue
to your clouds, to your skies
but i should have
know by the look in your eyes.

he was like a star

so beautiful from afar


until i got too close

he melted my heart

i knew it was wrong from the start

but he was such a beautiful work of art

until i got too close

and he tore me apart.

*i no longer see the beauty in stars. All i can see now, is how easily they can burn your soul if you get too close.

I love you like
picasso loves his paintbrush

I love you like
beetohven loves his piano

I love you like
lindsey sterling loves her violin

I love you*
I love you
**I loved you.

why is that we  t
                             e
                               a
                                  r,
b
r
e a
k,
  
e     t     o
d      s    r    y,

r-u-i-n,

or/and **** 》 someone or something,
in order to make them our definition of beautiful. ;;

humans are like the night,
you see we only see the stars
in people's eyes,
when they're in their dark times.

i have become obsessed with the idea or theory,

that death may be the only way i'll finally be able to breathe,

that death will be the only way i'll be happy and filled with glee,

that death will be the only way i'll be able to understand peace,

that death will be the only way, i can actually be f r e e.

death
death
death,
please come and rescue me.

he invaded my heart, and body as well making the love in me unwind,

and dropping bombs of kisses from my ears, to my sides

slowly unraveling the wilder version of me from inside.

we were all just lost kids,
who had lids,
placed over our hearts by society,
we're constantly drowning in anxiety,
helplessly swimming around in the darkness trying to find sobriety.

i will never understand the phrase,
'You only love her when you let her go.'

ever.

why would you let her go back into reality alone,

why would you let her go face society, and become one of those human drones,

why would you let her lay in her bed alone, and allow the fears to consume her life,

don't you want her to survive?

do you not know that youre the oxygen that keeps her alive?

maybe i've just fallen too deep in love, but i sure as hell will never let my dove go,

unless it's freedom she asks for, but until then she's forever mine, and therefore i hope our love will grow even more.

we've got young blood

that
f
l
  o
   w
    s

freely to our hearts

as we dance beneath the stars

and we start to pour

out beautiful art

as our feet tap against the dirt

and our cold souls began to rebirth.

he put down his paint brush,
and told his artistic heart to shush,
for he was no longer feeling the lovely creative rush,
reality was gently tugging at his sleeve
telling him its time to leave
hurrying, so he won't decieve society
as time passed, he went from an artist
to a blank canvas
he was finally human at last,
sadly.

I loved the way she saw the beauty in everything, i loved the way she somehow saw the beauty in me.

it's almost a new year,

let's bring on the cheer

and thank god for another year!

in 2016;

i want to have no fear

i want to travel

i want to unravel the adventure side of me

i want to be free from

my anxiety

and maybe even learn to accept society

ha, i think not

but hey it's new year

bring on the cheer

and let's thank god for another year!

he* came inside my soul
    and took everything away

starting from the pain
the worry
  the sadness
      the scars and bruises

lastly
  he took my heart as well

and all of my fears & pain
  began to grow strangely dim
       when i was with him.

she was my heart

i was his oxygen

we couldn't function with out each other

now she's gone

now he's gone

my heart is failing

i'm barely breathing

i need her

i need him

but now she's gone*

**and he doesn't miss me anymore

oh darling,

will you let me into that broken heart of yours?

i know i've already asked before,

but please give me a chance, i will not ask anymore

oh darling

just let me come inside

just this one time

so i can sew your heart back together

i'll be as gentle as a feather

oh darling

will you let me in?

i want to fix your broken heart

so you can be as beautiful as a piece of art

no, i'm not saying you weren't beautiful

you actually almost persuaded me to believe that being sad was apart of beauty,

but i believe that it's my duty to take all of that sadness and madness from your heart,

and replace it with joy, love, happiness, and so much more.

if i could i would take all of those terrible things from above, to mars beneath the stars

oh darling

i know i'm asking for a lot

but i don't want to see your lovely heart rot and decay

just listen to me when i say

that it kills me every day

when you lay on your back and cry

i would die just to fix that lovely heart of yours.

so darling,

will you let me in?

love, me.

when the moon comes out,
and my mind begins to doubt,
the total worth of my existence,
will you still love me?
when the stars shine bright,
and my smile disappears like the light,
will you still love me?
when the insects are chirping and singing,
and my mind is aching and overthinking,
will you still love me?
when my eyes create rivers,
instead of stars,
will you still love me?
when im drowning in a sea,
of pain and darkness,
will you still love me?
please tell me darling,
i need to know,
so i can be sure you will,
never go,
when i need you the most.

your eyes were powerful.
they held lightning bolts
and stories that were hidden,
as if they were forbidden
to be told.
your eyes were filled with
lightning,
and oh how they striked me everytime.

oh why,

why did you do that to them?

why did you dim

their souls

and crush their hearts

like coal?

why did you erase

the art within their hearts

and replace it with darkness?

i swear this is madness,

all you created was sadness.

do you not see what you have done?

you actually think this is fun?

you're sick, and im sad i'm apart of this.

you like to kiss

the light away

and turn night into day

within these precious minds,

you persuade people to believe

that you're kind.

you say you treat them like gold

as you mold

them into who you want them to be.

oh society,

oh mighty society,

what have you done to us?

she was a drug
that no boy could ever get enough of, she enjoyed playing with their
love and killing their souls like heavenly doves,

she was a drug
that no boy could ever get enough of, she would purposely cuff 'em to her heart slowly pulling all the art out, and burning it to ashes, as she watched tears fall upon their lashes,*

she was a drug
that no boy could ever get enough of,
she would sip on their hearts as if it were a coffee mug, and give 'em kisses sweeter then toffee candy, as they began to wrap around her sandy-skinned finger,

she was a drug
that no boy could ever get enough of,
she was just too pretty, for any boys in the city to finally realize that she was treating them like ****** toys.

**oh
what
a
sad
and
mad
and
bad
p
  i
    t
      y.

sure my heart may be thumping,
and my lungs may be exhaling,
and my blood may be pumping,
but darling we both know,
im slowly dying,
*on the inside.

Dear me,

why is it that i worry daily about America,

and my mind is always stuck in a classical era,

why is it that i want to become a lawyer,

or a warrior for people's rights for anyone's rights,

why is there this powerful light

shining in me, telling me to be something not many people expect me to be,

i don't get it you see?

why can't i just be obsessed with one direction,

instead of listening deeply to long lectures,

that i actually enoy,

why can't i just focus on liking a boy,

even though i know he'll treat me like a toy,

why can't i just be a normal girl, who wears make up and twirls her hair twenty four seven,

why can't i just be a normal teenager who lives, breathes, and dreams about her crush named kevin?

but no, i'm a fourteen year old girl

who enjoys fighting for others rights,

who enjoys writing poetry,

who enjoys listening to classical music,

who enjoys speaking her mind,

and being kind.

i don't know if i'm just blind or something,

but why am i like this?

it's like i've been kissed

by indifference,

which really wasn't my intention.

oh but did i forget to mention

that i am happy about the way i am,

i just wish people would accept me for me,

you see, wishes dont always come true

but as long as you believe in you, everything will be okay,

and people will learn to accept me one day,

just know that you are in amazing human being,

who will eventually find her meaning,

you're fudging amazing, and beautiful, and smart, and filled with so much art.

and its okay if not everyone sees you that way,

but they will one day,

you just wait and see okay?

with love, ameia.

there once was a girl

who was filled with

laughter

love

curiosity

kindness

and innocence

her smile was as bright as the sun

her laughter was like a melody from heaven

her eyes twinkled like the stars

her hair danced beautifully with the wind

but then

he came, like a thief in the night

stealing everything

including her precious, lovely heart

and away she went

no more smiles.

no more love.

no more laughing.

no more dancing with the wind.

no more, nada, zero.

she was gone.

and away she went into the darkness

forever.

my parents have showed me that love isn't a life long seal,

it's more of just a temporary feel,

it's kind of like a movie reel,

you think as if though it'll last forever,

until it ends

and you realise it isn't real,

just a s m a l l temporary feel
.

we dye our hair to show how much we don't give a ******* care

about the rules,

we bang our heads to the music, and wave our hands in the air

looking like fools,

we drown ourselves in red bulls,

as we try our best to recieve an A+

at being cool,

ignoring everything we learned in school,

because there's no time to learn,