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Leila Valencia May 2016
A year ago

You felt a way that forebodes what you'd dream to say

Half a year ago

You knew there was a way that would shine your senses on what you really needed

A month ago

You conjured up a dream from what it seemed, but loosely meant nothing

A week ago

Every passing moment in your mind, beginning to consume your everyday being - you must, you must saw it now!
Your crafted thoughts yearning for a gentle touch

A day ago

You built your courage and weakened your pride
Boosted your esteem and loosened your stride
If this was it you'd ask now, but the wind caught them before a single hello passed my lips

A second ago

My deranged delusions were capable of self destruction
It's far to late
My mind is incapable of seeing anyone else

My journal a year ago said ' can't wait to see where this goes '

Beside myself in a muddled despair
I wonder what life would be if I let go of my inner shackles and stood in the bright light
Bound to hear the truth
No more waiting
Wishing, dreaming

You must go - I will be gone for I know now
All I want in life will go
If I don't first attempt to reach - to risk the wounds, handle the scars
Stand in the mines of havoc and wasteland misery

And carry on
I wont be immune to the worst

Remind them, better days will come my dear
Holding on for to long. If you want someone or something please be honest
Viseract May 2016
My friends constantly ask me about trust
They ask
"Who do you turn to
When your life suddenly gets ******?"

It's not who I turned to
But what
And suddenly the atmosphere in the room
Gets really hot

Because they realise, and remember
Who they're really talking to
I may be caring on the outside
But inside I'm just as ****** too

I remember reflections
Of my face in the mirror
My hope, my life and my love
Slowly getting thinner

Colder and colder
As the years make me older
Still young and growing bolder
Another file in the folder

Getting back to the subject
I see their eyes widen
As it hits them that
I've done things I can't take pride in

Every day in the shower
A razor in my hand
And red lines on my body, angry
I supply what I demand

Blood turning the water red
As it flows down the drain
Every day I suffered, for you
Mental and physical pain!

So what the **** do I know of trust,
When all I turned to was the blade?
Don't ask me stupid questions
That show my sorrowed shade

I want to forget all these sins
That I have committed
Now I commit them to paper
As my form of punishment

I was weak when you all needed me
And for that I can't forgive
Myself for being so **** stupid
So I suffer as I live

And I'm sorry, mother
For not telling you sooner
I have scars all on my body
Now you know that's ******* super

I apologize Father
You knew but I said no further
That each and every day I
Pledged myself to self-******

I'm sorry Aysha
I tried to stop you from doing it
But now I know better
This is the ******* ****!

My sincerest apologies Georgia
I know I promised
But I did it in the heat of the moment
Not when i was at my calmest

But why should you truly trust me
When I say I am so sorry
I mean I have so many issues
I could be telling stories

Didn't know that my trust issues
Pierced that far into my soul
Bet you didn't even guess that
My thoughts smoulder like coal

Ironic, isn't it?
I just said I was like fire
Yet I am more so like ice
Another ****** for hire

If ever you need words
Put into some order
You can try and trust me
Me and my delusional disorder
This is a rap btw.
No name May 2016
Strangers

Why do you tell me that we're gonna make it
Tell me that our relationship is sacred
Always suspected that you faked it

Friends

Every word you said seemed so magical
As if I was the princess and you the prince, so delusional
What was I thinking - should've been rational

Lovers

The fairytale never existed, only in my mind
How could someone like you make me so tremendously blind
The fairytale might not have a happy ending
But at least I got experience from the time I was spending

Strangers
Why should I apologize for being a monster;
Did anyone ever apologize for turning me into one?
You turned me into one.
Shay Jan 2016
Bugs are crawling all over my hands; yet they're the kind only I can feel and see -
the germs I visualise as cockroaches covering everything around me.
A 3rd change of clothes in 5 hours to protect myself against their power to bring me harm,
my umpteenth hand wash trying to get rid of them; my brain turbulent with alarm.

My head is noisy; full of chaotic sadness and voices,
peculiar images and blurry characters are all I can see - not by choice.
I cannot sleep or think let alone live,
waiting for The End; I went mad with the battle so determinative.

Sitting on the shower floor
with the water raining down on me more and more.
A map of water induced wrinkles trace my skin as if by disguise,
with a river I cannot stop running from my eyes;
intoxicated with madness, these voices I need to **** -
so with a bottle of ***** I wash down a pretty little pill.

Tonight I lay with just my teddy to hold dear; loneliness creeping in - no doubt,
feeling like a child who just wants to be loved and cared about,
wishing to be protected from the monsters inside my head
as I bury myself under my covers and cry myself to sleep in bed.
Anoushka Chawla Mar 2016
Flashes of red in my eyes,
Burning away images of the night
I thought I would have, and I feel
Myself suffocating, lying amongst half
A throng of people, victims, as the rest
Run around in panic, of smoke and chaos.

Stood on a scaffold,
Maniac laughter ringing in my ears
A man awaiting his executioner
With a glint of pride in his voice
Death, a trophy for his accomplishments
Something is weighing me down
The thought of seeing the light
Leave from someone's eyes, no,
My hand on the trigger I hold losely,
Thinking to myself, should I pull it?
Jordan Fischer Jan 2016
An island somewhere
The only place with delicacy so rare
Found only by luck, Most would consider me stuck
But I'm living joyously in my delusional haze
No longer counting days
Since I lost ten through twenty
There is happiness in my veins
Believe, I have plenty.
The hunger is perfectly numb
What shall I dine on next
Perhaps a thumb.
based on a short story by Stephen King
May Asher Dec 2015
No matter how loud I dream,
I might still be drowning deep

Into the silver your delusional eyes scream
And Into the rain the sky weeps

You kept my dream protected within your fist,
the secret dream that I built from dust.

I gave you all of me over and over,
And I kept sinking lower and lower.

I sank into the realization that it's real,
I was torn and It was so hard to believe

And through the mist,
You promised, We'll rise again

And told me that you'll keep your promises
And won't just run away like others did

But still your gone and I can't find you.
I search the sky and my gaze lands on the same star.

I die again and again wondering if that's where you live,
But an illusion of your smile is all you ever give.

My soul is riven with cracks so deep and I think,
maybe someday they'll break through the surface of my skin.

Honey, please come back to me again,
Please don't let another wish go in vain

                                                               -MAY
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Kale Dec 2015
When the moon
And sun connect
I sit and wonder
Where you are now
Pondering on what you could be doing
Hating that you
Are not with me basking
In the sunlight
Do others not know
That you are my everything
You are my daylight
You are my sunshine
But what am I doing
Professing this unadulterated
Love
When you only know
My name
Only know
How I look
Only know that
I am the source of your
Disgust
May Asher Dec 2015
No matter how loud I dream,
I might still be drowning deep

Into the silver your delusional eyes scream
And Into the rain the sky weeps

You kept my dream protected within your fist,
the secret dream that I built from dust.

I gave you all of me over and over,
And I kept sinking lower and lower.

I sank into the realization that it's real,
I was torn and It was so hard to believe

And through the mist,
You promised, We'll rise again

And told me that you'll keep your promises
And won't just run away like others did

But still your gone and I can't find you.
I search the sky and my gaze lands on the same star.

I die again and again wondering if that's where you live,
But an illusion of your smile is all you ever give.

My soul is riven with cracks so deep and I think,
maybe someday they'll break through the surface of my skin.

Honey, please come back to me again,
Please don't let another wish go in vain
-MAY
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