As if an elaborate game of chess
Spiraled notebooks with lined paper
As if the bars on our collective prison cell
Mechanical pencils filled with lead
As if loaded weaponry to face war
Plastic chairs with metal screws
As if the electric chair to melt our brains away
Teachers and their ungodly stare
As if guards keeping us complacent
They do it for the world, they say
They do it to prepare us for life, they say
They do it to help us grow and become smarter, they say
But that's not the whole truth, not in the slightest
They want to keep us in line
They want to keep us in place
They want to keep us silenced
They want to make us the perfect human
They want us to be perfect
We were supposed to be perfect
But we cant
We cant do what they want us to
We cant be their cookie cutter student
Never with straight As
Never with perfect manners
Never with perfect behavior
Never with their perfect emotions
Because we can't
But we can be our own person
With our own feelings
With our own emotions
With our own words
With our own personalized strengths and weaknesses
Because we can't be what they want
What humanity wants
But we can be human
We can be ourselves
And we will be
We will break and fall
And we will crumble to the sea of woes
But we shall rebuild our mighty kingdom
Out of tear drops and wooden blocks
And we will be human
We will be us
A chain is only as strong as its weakest link, but we are all our own weakest link.
Whatever you say
I'm up to the task
I try but I know
I'll never be good enough
Is that too much to ask?
Must be the best,
In everything I do,
I do it all for you
No room to fail with these 'expectations'
With every cut that's red,
With every bruise that's blue
I'll fall apart for you
With every tear I shed,
With every mask I bred,
There's nothing to be said,
The high bar has been set
There are goals to be reached
I can't stop until death
Either yours or one for me
Harsh night, broken heart and a walk.
"Man dies of cold, not of darkness."
-Miguel de Unamuno
My heart is full
Shall i keep you there-
Shall i let you fly
to the farthest star?
I intend not to suffocate you,
Neither would i limit your world.
We are meant to thrive
I take hold of the black cord I wear around my neck
I never take it off, for when I need it I know it will be there
Either one of my hands has a grip on it
And I pull tight and hold my breath
Soon I won't even have to breath
Then I black out slowly...
I'm fading into black
Into the darkness
I want to see him smile though that means I have to leave...
If I don't write anything soon, then I'm long gone. Goodbye...
You took my breath away. Hearts beat much louder without the distraction of lungs. Long and slow, and so rewarding, you showed me things from imagination. Your thrill made me dizzy, a dangerous game. You could be temporary or permanent, and it was never up to me.
the dark squeaks through,
sinks in the holes
in the lungs—the worms
found her too.
appendages of the hands
grown from the soil of old hysterias
to sate the browning mind,
the eyes no longer do.
in the caricature of her boots,
the prints left in frenzied twos
are auxiliary to the compounds
that do not do
anymore than the supercilious
breath she left above ground
when she was twenty-two—
latent now in a grave
where the light can’t produce,
but the heart still beats.
Suffocating between houses so distant
Where oceans tempest in between
An opaque clutch on her throat consistent
Tears wetting her façade, blatantly unseen
The further the households grew apart
A greater despair pierced at her heart
Realisation non-emergent in her psyche
Convincing herself that just maybe
She can squeeze in amongst the houses
Within the distance vast yet she browses
To experience being cherished
On what it feels like to belong
Alas, that cannot be accomplished
Bonds hath severed for far long
My life ever changing
Few things are steady
I left the strength that cradles me
Replaced by the freedom
Of my suffocation.
My own hand strangles me
The suffering that strains my core
I put there.
There is confidence in this pain.
I can trust its loyalty.