Sydney Victoria

Sydney Victoria Feb 2013

I
  Swear
              I
                 Always
                                Fall
                                        Into
                                                Playing
                                                               The
                                                                      Same
                                                                                Game

Sydney Victoria Feb 2013

Suspenders Unused

The Warm Yellow In This Freezing Sunrise,
Reminds Me Of The Marigold We Picked,
And The Greyish Brown Of The Dirtied Snow,
Reminds Me Of The Woodticks You Picked Off Me,
The Lights Of These Passing Cars,
Remind Me Of Your Bona Fide Smile,
And The Crows In The Trees Remind Me Of,
The Crisp Mornings On Your Terrain,
And Now I Realize There Is No Word Loud Enough,
No Song Too Masculine Yet Gentle To Wish You Goodbye,
And There Is No Poem Beautiful Enough,
To Lead You Properly To Your New World

Goodbye Uncle Steve.. The Reason Why I Called This Poem "Suspenders Unused" Is Because You Always Wore Them. I Love You, Say Hello To Aunt Petsie Pie For Me <3

Sydney Victoria Feb 2013

Crystallized Molecules

The Gentle Pads Of My Finger Tips Are Frigid,
The Skin Under The Lip Of My Shoe Is Raw And Worn,
From All The Cautious Steps I've Taken,
The Leafy Green Of My Tired Eyes Is Dulled,
From Hours Of The Presence Of Vision,
The Fraile Glass Windows Are Frosted Over,
Crystallized Molecules Whisper To The Half Moon,
My Heart In A REM State Of Mind,
From All Of It's Beatings,
And The Color Which I Portray Is Black,
Because It Is The Absortion Of The Artist's Pallette

REM As In The REM State--Like Sleeping--Which I Wish I Was Doing :P

Sydney Victoria Jan 2013

My World

My Whole World A Light Pastel Grey,
Grey As The Mighty Wolf's Pelt,
Grey As The Ocean's Water On A Misty Day,
Grey As The Iced Concrete,
My Whole World Is Cold,
Cold As The Common One--Nose Raw And Red,
Cold As A Demon's Heart,
Cold As My Pale Pale Skin,
My World Is Broken--Beautiful China Shattered,
Broken As A Branch After A Storm,
Broken As A Window After Abandonment,
Broken As My Very Heart,
My Whole World ****--**** As Nature,
**** As The Tree's Brittle Fingers,
**** As The Cloud Covered Sky,
**** As My Freckled Face,
My Whole World Waiting Quietly,
Waiting For Spring--To Bloom,
Waiting For Something Spectacular,
Waiting For A Better You

Don't Know Where This Came From:) And Yes I Spell Grey--G. R. E. Y.

Sydney Victoria Jan 2013

Boys Aren't Men

Though You Grow ****** Hair--You Are No Man,
And Though You Can Stand Tall,
You Are Still Just A Boy,
Your Mind Is A Book With A Lexicon Too Simple,
A Plot Too Predictable--A Resolution Too Unethical,
And I No Longer Want Magic Tree House Books,
I Do Not Want A Picture Book,
If The Pictures Are Not Of Natural Marvels,
I Do Not Want A Bubble Gum Chewing,
Bubble Blowing, "Coodie" Crazy Monstrosity,
And I Do Not Want A Boy If All They Want Is My Body,
Too Many Guys Are Boys But Believe They Are Men,
Girls And Women Too--Believe Me,
*Just Grow Up Already

(Just Kinda A Short Poem) Age Doesn't Mean A Thing--Grow Up Please! I've Seen 10 Year Olds Living In College Student Bodies...

Sydney Victoria Jan 2013

Space Station

The Sun Reflecting Off Another World's Chrome,
Tons Of Unwanted Weight--Lighter Than Air,
Let Me Be Your Space Station,
Whirling Around A World Beautifully Blue,
Skimming An Atmosphere Which Houses All My Troubles,
And All My Loves,
Let Me Tumble Through The Forgotten Stars,
And Dance With The Forever Full Moon,
I Want To Breathe Where There Is No Oxygen,
And Fall Prey To The Unending Onyx Of This New Sky,
Let My Veins Become A Jungle Of Tangled Wires,
Swimming Through My Weightless Revolving Body,
Let My Fragile Skin Become Plates Of Steel,
And My Earth Green Eyes Become Solar Cells,
Feeding Off Of A New Sun,
Let These Falling Tears Create Beautiful New Moons,
And Let My Broken Breaths Become Nebulas Of Purple And Gold,
Let My Dirtied Soul Become A Sun Spotted Star,
And My Brittle Bones The Debris Of Cold Blooded Commets,
*Let Me Complete My Metamorphous,
Let Me Be Your Space Station

Let Me Be Your Space Station... I Promise I'll Never Return <3 Letting My Inner Space Geek Save Me

Sydney Victoria Jan 2013

Broken Down (10w)

When I Build Myself Back Up,
Something Breaks Me Down