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Feb 2015 · 1.1k
Syzygy Feb 2015
I am a walking hypocrite.
I criticize, yet do not take criticism.
I have a sharp tongue,
But I don't like it from others.
I'm tired,
But I still sleep late.
I want excitement,
Yet I always push the opportunities away.
Feb 2015 · 226
Returning the gift
Syzygy Feb 2015
What if
You had to destroy
The one thing
You brought to life?
Feb 2015 · 169
Syzygy Feb 2015
There's supposed to be light at the end of the tunnel
But I've been looking
And it's not there.
(; ̄Д ̄)I have absolutely no inspiration. Someone help me please.
Feb 2015 · 907
Behind closed doors
Syzygy Feb 2015
You know me
But not behind closed doors.

Just like I know you
Although I don't really.

I can tell you're hiding something
Whenever you speak,
Whenever you gaze
Outwards to avoid my glance.
Feb 2015 · 206
Syzygy Feb 2015
Is what I wanted to call you
But didn't.
^^^That's why this poem is so late.

-it's not at all because I had no inspiration whatsoever, nuh uh.-
Feb 2015 · 462
Syzygy Feb 2015
No one knows
How much I show
Compared to what I hide,
What I keep inside.

I can pass by,
Unseen and unheard.
Trying not to cry,
It's almost absurd.

Sometimes I feel
Like I'm caving in.
It's almost unreal
But the boundary is thin.

Just yesterday,
You said you could see.
That the problems inside,
Are apparent in me.

At this I laughed,
And to your surprise
"Your don't know a thing"
Is what I had cried.

You don't know those words,
I hear every day,
That pierce right through me
Like a knife through soft clay.

You don't know what's happened
In my past or right now
Yet you have the audacity
To raise one brow

And decide who I am,
Who you think I will be
On simple assumptions,
Based on only what you see.

Now please, shut up.
And just walk away.
You're blind like the others,
You think this is child's play.

You speak with 'empathy',
But it's all just lies.
You can't feel what I feel,
So stop with the countless tries
To see if you understand,
To see through my walls,
But on the secrets I hide,
*You know nothing at all.
Feb 2015 · 540
Syzygy Feb 2015
Let's play a game,
Where all the stakes
are high
And the result
Is never
In our favor.

Here are the cards,
For this fun game.
Do you have any

Or are they out of your grasp
Like everything else in this world?

No, don't give up just yet.
Play with the cards you're dealt.

Oh, look at that,
We've made progress!
We still have a few cards left.
Let's keep playing!

Now, let's show our cards,
That decide our fate
In this godforsaken game.

Did you win?

...*Or lose?
Feb 2015 · 397
Syzygy Feb 2015
You never needed me
As much as I needed you.

You were the reason I breathed,
But I only made you blue.

I thought we had something,
But it was an illusion
At best.

You were my king,
But I was only your test.

Now that you're gone,
I see my mistakes

I'll no longer look on
To a love that was fake.
(This isn't based on me, I'm a single pringle XD)
Feb 2015 · 395
Syzygy Feb 2015
Am I your real choice
Or just your plan B?
I can hear it in your voice
I don't think you want me.
Feb 2015 · 253
My Reasons to You
Syzygy Feb 2015
You are
The reason I cry
The reason I laugh
The reason I smile
The reason I frown.

You are
The reason
I feel this dread
And this utter happiness.

You are the reason
My heart beats
Just a little faster
And the reason
It stops.

And for many other reasons unknown but you,
Are the reason I love.
I felt in an oddly romantic mood for some reason.... oh well.~
Feb 2015 · 328
Syzygy Feb 2015
People say that 'hate' is a strong word,
That it's thrown around
Too carelessly.

But what about 'love'?
Don't we
Throw that word around too,
And state feelings
That aren't really there?
**Just wondering.
Feb 2015 · 793
Be Mine
Syzygy Feb 2015
“I swear it to you,”
“He had you in this life...
...but during the next million you’ll be only mine.”
Okay I found this line in a fanfiction I read online XDD
But this was one of my favorite lines from the story so I wanted to share it.
Jan 2015 · 244
Syzygy Jan 2015
Your voice was intoxicating, delicious;
Now, it's unnaturally sweet and dissonant.
I loved hearing it.
I loved hearing you.

But now, I'm not sure.
Our voices together,
No longer make
What was once
The most beautiful orchestra.
Jan 2015 · 352
Unsaid Confession
Syzygy Jan 2015
I'm too scared to tell you
My feelings for you.
Because if I did,
You'd laugh.
Jan 2015 · 366
Syzygy Jan 2015
So many decisions
Are hard to make.

From saying "yes",
or "no".

From staying you'll stay,
Or that you have to go.

I wish you said "no",
and that you didn't have to go.
Now I'll never see you again.
Ah, the things I think about when I have nothing to think about. A bit ironic, huh...?
Jan 2015 · 2.2k
Temporary Bliss
Syzygy Jan 2015
I long for those days
When we had something to treasure
Outside the sheets.

When we were in love
When "we are in love",
Were we actually?
Are we now?

Even those kisses
And nights full of *******
Feel unrequited.

I ache
For your love
Not your lust,
which is all I've been seeing.
I was inspired by the song "Temporary Bliss" by The Cab.
Jan 2015 · 1.0k
Syzygy Jan 2015
We're a lot like books, you know?
We have an outside cover people will judge us on,
And we all have quite the story to tell.
Just a random thought, mmkay?
Dec 2014 · 882
Syzygy Dec 2014
Am I the only one
That laughs to hide my sadness?
Dec 2014 · 234
Syzygy Dec 2014
Please listen.
Listen to me

Even if you say you won't.
Even if you say you can't.

That poison
you direct at yourself
You don't deserve.

Those cuts,
Those scars you think no one sees
Are as bright as the moon on a clear evening.

They show your poison,
They show you screaming,
"I need someone
I need someone
To protect me
From myself
Because I've lost all control."

"I need a wall to lean on.
A shoulder to cry on.
An ear willing to listen."

I will be your ears,
And I will listen
To every single word
You are willing to pour out.

I will be your shoulder to cry on,
Your wall to lean on
when your poison overflows
and makes you weak.

I may not be right next to you
When you are overflowing with poison,
Your demon forming,
I will always be with you.
I will always support you.

I will help you let out your demon
That's formed from lies
And I will dispose of the poison
Oozing out of your pores
And rolling off of your tongue.

So please,
Even if you think you're alone
You're not.
I'm here.
I'm listening
And I'll do everything
To rid you
Of the poison flowing through your veins
Injected by others,
And produced by yourself.
Dec 2014 · 686
Syzygy Dec 2014
Blurs of Red and Green.
The smell of peppermint and pine
lingering in the atmosphere.

Sounds of bells chiming
And carolers singing
As churchgoers
also join together in their hymns.

joining together.
under the mistletoe
and hearing
the crackle
of wood burning
in the fireplace
Enlightening everyone all around
With its warmth.
Happy holidays ^w^
Dec 2014 · 1.0k
Syzygy Dec 2014
When one looks out a window
What do they see?
The Sun,

Well, when I look out the window,
I see
Everything is outside,
open to
and hope.
Dec 2014 · 189
Syzygy Dec 2014
I don't want to
Feel this way,
But I just can't.
And I don't know why,
But I can't stop thinking about you.

Do you do the same for me?
Probably not.
Dec 2014 · 2.1k
Syzygy Dec 2014
You won't hear me complaining
That it's raining.

You won't hear me sigh
Because of something canceled
Due to the weather.

Rain is
and Enlightening.
At least for me.

Rain allows me to
with a nice cup of tea.
rain allows me,
to think
about all the things
normally looked over
every day.

Rain also allows me to appreciate
more of what's around me,
it's lulling, pulsing rhythm
beating against the drum
called Earth.
Who else loves the rain?
Dec 2014 · 180
Just wondering...
Syzygy Dec 2014
Music speaks when words can't.
Isn't that ironic?
Dec 2014 · 242
Syzygy Dec 2014
Sun shines through the cloud
Rays pierce through floating liquid
Ravishing the sight
Nov 2014 · 474
Syzygy Nov 2014
It's time to paint.
You pick up your paintbrush
Painting a deep
The paint mixes with your tears.
Your pain,
Your grief
Until you go

You paint in secret.
No one understands.
No one sees.
No one bothers to.

I see.
I can see
Your tainted canvas
Your paint,
Your tears.
I can see
And feel
Your pain
And I'm truly
I hug you,
And kiss the canvas.
And toss the paintbrush
You don't need this.
You don't want this.
But you want an escape.
An escape from it all.

So you paint. used to.
Nov 2014 · 1.1k
One, Two, Three
Syzygy Nov 2014
I'm fine.
Do you see
me broken?
Do you see
My scars?
My frame
like a house
Caving in?
I'm starting to cave in
Into my abyss,
My world
I'm trying hard
To escape
Without leaving.
I don't need your help.
You can see.
I can tell.
But I don't need the pity.
I'm fine.
I'm under pressure.
I'm not okay.
You see.
But do you really?
I need help.
I don't want it,
but I need it.
I need it now.
Before it reaches four.
Nov 2014 · 552
Syzygy Nov 2014
I am a mirror.
I show myself
That couldn't possibly be true.
I point out all my imperfections,
And succumb to
worrying about
What's on the outside,
Even though,
it's what on the inside,
that counts.

I am a mirror.
I can be clear,
But over time,
Like an antique
I've become dusty,
just barely
To the frame
The cracks
are not always visible
on the surface
But over time
They add up
Until the glass
Nov 2014 · 609
Syzygy Nov 2014
The leaves fall from the trees
As they flew along
The bittersweet breeze
Away to make anew.
Nov 2014 · 237
Syzygy Nov 2014
When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold
When the game's over
Will you still be there?
Once you see
The illusion
That was once your reality
Will you still use the cards
You were dealt?
When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood’s run stale
Once you realize
Your reality
Is dead
That your love
Is no longer there
Will you still
Continue playing?
I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There’s nowhere we can hide
I want you
To stay
And play this game
With me.
But not even I
Am real.
Or am I?
No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come
Even if
We are both illusions
We have no where else
To hide
Our reality
Our soul
From ourselves.
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide*
Can you see my illusion?
I can see yours.
Are you scared
Because of my reality?
can you still see
that illusion
with the same mirage
Known as 'real life'?
I was inspired by "Demons" by Imagine Dragons. This isn't an interpretation of the song, just something I felt the sudden urge to type before I lost the spark.
Nov 2014 · 260
It's alright
Syzygy Nov 2014
I’m fine.
I really am.
Criticism doesn’t deter me.
It makes me get better in the end.
The ******* people say will make me have the last laugh.
The effort I’m putting in to push people forward is fine, everything’s fine. The sad look in my eyes doesn’t mean anything, I’m just in a fantasy where I can’t appreciate what I have.
Being treated as a number is fine, it’s normal.
I can deal with it. I've been dealing with it.
I’m fine being someone’s comfort, I’m fine with having to be happy for them
Even if I’m crying inside.
I’m fine with keeping these tears in when they threaten to spill.
I’m fine with receiving hate.
I’m fine with giving honest opinions
Yet lying if they hit too close to home.
I’m fine with being a ***** sometimes,
I'm fine....
      *Can you see through my lies?
Nov 2014 · 243
Syzygy Nov 2014
Some say
That one's eyes
Is a way
To see their true self.
But is it really so?

So many people
want to see
They want to know.
They need to know.

For the phrase
"look me in the eyes"
is so widely used
When we look
Do we really see?
Nov 2014 · 191
Syzygy Nov 2014
Am I okay now?
Sometimes, it's just hard to tell
How I'm feeling
Even to myself.
Nov 2014 · 312
On a whim
Syzygy Nov 2014
On a whim
One person
can become your world.
On a whim
One minute
Could seem like forever.
On a whim
One word
Can be someone's salvation
Or downfall.
On a whim,
one word,
one book,
Just one spark
Can fuel the fire
Of a thousand lifetimes.
Nov 2014 · 167
Syzygy Nov 2014
Someone, please help me
I can't seem to find
The light
That's supposed to be at the end of this tunnel.
Is it just a lie?
Is it just a delusion?

It seems quite common
For people
To wish
And hope
For things
That are undeniably
Too far away
To grasp.
Even if it's close,
Oh so close,
It's just a tease
A mirage
And it strays away
Yet again.
Nov 2014 · 619
Syzygy Nov 2014
I sat on the floor, my face buried in my hands
Slowly I watched her shadow fade-
Never coming back.
As those words rang in my ears,
Deafening, refining-
Slowly but beautifully killing me.

Never coming back.
I slowly drone her voice piercing me all over
As if a pin kept pricking my body
With enough force to cause an eternal agony-
But not enough to ****,
To put me out of my misery.

My soul, slowly breaking-
Alive, but dead inside.
Her voice, deafening, beautiful-
Never coming back.
**This poem was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe's "The Raven".

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