I've got you
under
my skin
where
my dreams
go to
hide
in the
blotted darkness
of the
black holes
of the night.

I don't think you
notice
as I pass
through life
burning
my tongue,
inhaling
these words,
burning these coals
in the foothills
of my lungs

Do you know what it's like
To walk down these halls
And to be judged constantly by the cool kids?

If your shirt and pants are yesterday's news
So are you

I actually
Feel like crying
Everytime
They say that I dress like a ****

I know it shouldn't bother me
But it does

It's so hard to ignore some people
They just never stop bashing you

When I get nervous and shaky
I feel like I want to throw up

They still laugh
I try hard to smile
Fake

Then you get the
Oh be real
You don't need make up
You're beautiful without it

That's not true
And I may sound like a broken record sometimes
And my story's not a Cinderella happy ending

Still stuck with the bossy sisters
And the wicked witch of a mother
Yeah

Stories don't end like that people
And poems don't sound that perfect
I can tell they're fake
Because I can't actually apply it to my life
Without looking like a complete idiot

Get it?

So if I so happen to ignore some kids that are picking on me
And you walk in
And ask me why I hate them
When they're being so nice

Shut up
Just
Shut up

You're a guy
You don't get girls
They
Are

Mean

Huh
You don't get it

Whatever

I walk away

You ask
Them
What's wrong with me

They lie
You believe their sweet lies
So
Typical

Grow a brain
Use it
For more
Than
Just
Staring
At
My

Eyes

Up
Here

Not
Possible
To
Expl­ain
This
To
A
Guy

Wasting
My
Time

Get it?

Nope

How many times do I have to explain myself to you
Infinity?

You're suppose to have the bigger brain here
But from what I'm seeing
You never even use one percent of it

Now
Comes
The
Mean
Girls

They will hunt you down
Even when you're
In the bathroom
Washing your hands
And checking your face

Life
*****

Just wait
Until
It's your turn

You're lucky
Guys

Just kidding
I'm fine

NOT!!!!

I write this down one last time, to let you know.
To right what wrong I did, before I let you go.
To have you believe me even though you don't.
You'll be the most perfect, love. Even though I won't.
.
I literally want you to trust me when I ask you to love me.
I want you to realise that there's nothing that we can't be.
I want you to see the beautiful stubborn girl that I see.
I want you to feel what ever is this feeling that I feel
.
.
You can call it love,
While you leave me here in pieces.
You might try to push it away,
But it'll keep on increasing.
the night calls it passion, this
Thing, it doesn't ceases, love.
Cuz Jesus, that's just how it is.
- Aks

Bodies moved and liquor spilled
Hands got up and all felt good
Music created a flow and rhythm became nourishment
Five senses became three
Lovers were formed and lovers were lost
Tears fell and mixed with the liquor
Injuries occurred
Enemies were made...

Bodies still moved and liquor spilled
Hearts were broken and hearts were delighted
Curves appealed to the eyes and grasps occurred
Smiles became kisses and
Kisses became conductors of emotions and desires
*** resulted and smiles occurred...

Bodies moved and liquor spilled
They all went home and memories were erased

                                                         ­          -Conscious

Into the night, she left everyone gasping.
Who could this be?
A Diamond from Mud.
Her beauty & smile left me asking.
Was she out for love?
Or was she out for Blood?
- Aks

Freshmen year
I was involved in a play
About women in the 1920's
Who were paid to paint watch dial numbers
And hands
With green-glowing,
Radioactive paint.
The point of doing this
Being so soldiers could see their watches at night
Without giving away their position.
However,
After years of exposure to the radium,
The women themselves began glowing
And forming cancers in the deepest recesses
Of their young and tender bodies.

Before the horrors began,
The women had taken a trip to the beach
Where they ate sandwiches
And talked about the things that shined
In their lives.
And between the Rudolph Valentino's
And pearl necklaces
In the windows of department stores,
I believe they could also list you
Among the beautiful things they had
In spite of all the danger.

Have you ever had it
where your heart feels
like it's all swollen up
and it's pressing into your throat
causing you to choke
and your blood
feels more like maple syrup
and you just want to curl up and cry
because your life
is turning into another
Teenage love tragedy.

Humility sets the stage for learning
And wisdom gained, through acts of earning.
No role forced, none strung to play.
No certain applause, none forced to stay.
No knowledge will steady a wavering hand.
No strength to those with a dependent stand.
No yearning for truth demands concerning
When humility sets the stage for learning.

Pursue anxieties through the arches
Grand clothes, in all, proscenium
Marks the flesh of fiction of which
We wear in pride and tears, breaking
At whimsy the sacred real. Born in
That repetition, the rebel who rips
With rage and striking tongue solidity
All to null. We hold the soul of the earth
In balance just as we know every second
And intense authority, conscious of the body
To mold the putty of your lives.
Absurd boheme! But this magician
This contradiction with no delusion of self
As close as any man may get therefore
To perfection in our nihil.
Running, running all alongside
The misted face of high Olympus
And greatly gathering elements
And crafting, as any god to waltz
In history and awe, Absolute from
Absolute None.
Meet us when, meet us when
All the words like leaves do die
We’ll leave you with the seed of it
From drama comes drama
To drama it will go.