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Oct 2013 · 510
Déjà Vu.
Shiloh Oct 2013
This life in this time
is so painful
not to say
everything has been easy
but at least I know where I came from
I dream of things long forgotten
of lessons still needing to be learned
but happiness never being one of them
how contemplative it makes me
to discover hidden messages
everything that was lacking
in all my previous lives
now present in my current one
but sacrificing all the simplicities
having none of it be my own doing
instinctively I long for
such contentment
being only because
I know where I have stood
what is yet to come
having to choose
not only my direction
but my intention
is simply terrifying
all I can do is practice
and learn to dream of the future
I have done it before
now I am armed
with everything
my existence forced me
to overcome.
Oct 2013 · 545
Earthtone.
Shiloh Oct 2013
I may not see
but I can feel
the sparks
between us
always there
in the back
of my brain
knowing you
was easy
so naturally
you complicate
what little space
there is.

I'm sure it wasn't intentional.
Being so carefree
oblivious
lost in your world
and I in mine.
Being so long ago
we couldn't know.

I dreamt of your hands
your arms embracing
with your laugh
colors melt surrounding
with your gaze
our worlds finally colliding.

With you it was never physical
but yet
only physical
connecting with your mind
you only gave me
the little parts you thought
it would be safe for me to steal
sneaking around your resistance
surprised by just how much I got away with
I will never forget
those sweet honey kisses
and your openness
in the quiet forest.

Part of me will always wait for you.
Being drawn to you like colored pencils
unsure of what they will unravel.
Oct 2013 · 2.0k
Thistle Rambles.
Shiloh Oct 2013
All the time we spend with ourselves
yet we never stop to spend any time
to wind
down
never get to know ourselves
expecting someone will come along
to do that for us
using other people
to learn who we are
leavings scars
where we should glow.

I should know
yet here I go
finding the next excuse
the next vice
the next moment
for validation
exaltation
when all we ever completely
have
is ourselves.

It's always about the crash
and the burn
we yearn for the pain
stand nothing to gain
but we learn to count down
until the next broken crumble
silently stumbling
leaving me guessing
about all the things I'm repressing
just trying to make it
second by second
watering down the mornings with my tears
and you wonder why I sleep during the day.

I have no place in my existence
for guilt over not doing
the same **** thing everyone else does
I am odd and I am proud
I have walked a long path
been through ****
but came out past it
that is all life is
moment to moment
but I give myself allowance
for **** ups
mistakes
relapses
it's bound to happen
but staying true
is all I can do
everything else will come to me in time.
Oct 2013 · 812
Drippy Drops.
Shiloh Oct 2013
Sunlight makes me sleepy
sometimes I can sit and wait
so patiently for someone with little time
I awaken with the sunset
letting the blackness surround
hearing nothing but the sound
of the emptiness so full
hardly noticed by most
but I am so thirsty
fill me up
of your whispers and secrets
being the only one who noticed
with all senses closed off
instinct and intuition
bleeding through
making way for me to find you
being made from dirt and stone
I bite my lip bursting with forgotten innocence
there is so much we hold
in skin and bones
blood seeping with heat
always so curious
to know how we confine
and hide inside
in plain sight
but no one ever knows.
Oct 2013 · 1.1k
Moments.
Shiloh Oct 2013
if I had only known then
what I seem to know now
but I kept spinning around
in stupid circles
you would think I knew better
and maybe I did
still trying to find
the motivation
the drive
I'm clueless as to why
I must like pain more than I realize
down
I keep spiraling down
but the dark doesn't hurt
as much as it used to
I don't cry about things anymore
I'm empty
firing blanks
my reflection is a stranger
glancing for too long
it becomes broken and ******
there is no turning back
can't even pretend to
even if I wanted to
my self is abandoned
and this new shell has replaced
everything I thought I knew
I guess they were just lies
no solid ground to stand on
how am I still alive
when I finally find something to believe
then I turn the corner
and like a slap in the face
sometimes an actual punch
telling me every single thing I have learned
is wrong
is chaos
when all you have is yourself
but your self
is gone
taking things at face value
is a trait I now have lost
nothing is what it seems
simplicity is fallacy
as much as my heart pounds for it
it will never be
so all I have
are those moments
just those small moments
in time
flashes of light
soft skin
sleepy smiles
glances of appreciation
fingers running through my hair
toes in the sand
fuzzy blankets
breeze that brings lavender
creaky stairs
candlelight
twinkling stars
but I can never relax
I am never safe.
This was written almost a year ago.
Oct 2013 · 1.0k
Fairytale.
Shiloh Oct 2013
In my wildest and most vivid dreams
this was what I wanted
I craved and ached for the thought
that maybe one day
you might come back
realizing the obvious truth
of wanting me back
because despite all my imperfections
you are aware of the potential inside
and there is nobody capable
of being quite like me
it took me the longest time
to actually believe just that
but all on my own
all by myself
I did just that.

Clumsily staggering blindly
unconsciously for so much time
I came to.

In shock with part of me still angry
becoming fully aware of all I was repressing
instead of progressing
eventually the choice weighed me down
trying to accommodate the idea
of my dreams melting into reality
but feeling my enclosed emotions
with the chance of sharing secrets
and surprisingly harboring intense changes
within myself I saw the light
my whole life what I thought of as the classic fairytale
has turned into the best thing I never thought possible
I am my own prince charming
and as a result
I finally know it's too late.

You will always be perhaps the most important person in my life.
But I believe our time has passed.

Having been both there and done that
it's my time to move on.

I'm not the answer to your questions.
Stop asking.

Let us be
not as one
but as each other.
Oct 2013 · 388
My Two Cents.
Shiloh Oct 2013
I am so glad that we aren't really friends
not sure I even have it in me to pretend
with those sneaky words that you slipped
my fake smiles hurt as they crack my lips

We keep this going yet there is no reason why
endless circles of uselessness eating us alive
the more time I spend on this it just feels like a waste
you don't deserve that, so I leave this be in grace.
Oct 2013 · 827
White Tiger.
Shiloh Oct 2013
As I lie in wait
bubbling over
tipping the scales
I'm ready
but for what I have no clue.

You took the part of me
that would have been so easy
to go with the flow
and it would have been the best
but you just didn't care to know.

You climb so high up
but I know you are scared
you went too far
and can't find your way back down
lucky I'm not around to fall with you.

I'm sure in your mind
the blame is put upon myself
you have been so blind
to the weight that you are carrying
that it falls on everyone around you.

I spent my time grieving your demise
you are as living as the dead
not sure how else to put it
even if part of it was up to me
I all but failed to bring you back.

That was never my responsibility
being so broken I crumbled before your eyes
needing the help you never could provide
I couldn't realize, that behind your smokey glare...

You just
weren't
there.
Aug 2013 · 601
Bird's Eye View.
Shiloh Aug 2013
Happening too soon
I'm beginning to lose
it in the back of my mind
coming at me from all sides

different ways of everyone
telling me there is a right
and wrong always so caught up
in having every answer

and somehow missing the point.
I never loved you to get anything in return.
When I love
my reasons are for
that one
small
feeling...

I thought I had this planned
set aside the gas money
marked the map
packed the snacks

but the way things turned out
I was on the completely different road
going in the opposite direction
and I'm not sure how to find my way back...

Things are much better from afar away stand still.
Jul 2013 · 800
Lights, Camera, Action.
Shiloh Jul 2013
Fingers are shaking
Lips are bit
I stare at my feet barely registering
the fact that anything else is happening
waiting is always the worst part.

Trying to convince my mind
that everything will be just fine
completely on the verge
of being gone.

Preparing myself
in every way
besides actually being prepared
for things
that happen
in life.

Finally the light shines down on me
I smooth out my shirt
take those first few steps
take a deep breath...

At that moment
when I come around to thinking
I can do this, it's not so bad...

I figure out
I didn't practice my lines
I don't even know what show I'm
supposed to be in.

These people expect something
There they wait, quiet, staring
some start laughing at my silence
because everyone should know what they are doing.
Jul 2013 · 566
Look, Listen, Learn.
Shiloh Jul 2013
What am I missing?

Why do I dream
about kissing
your **** face?

Out of sight,
front and center in the mind
somehow sideways wishing
I had a way to turn back time

What possibly connects us?

How can there be any way
to fill in the dusty cracks
that divided us?

You were my best friend
But what is there now?

What am I wanting?
How do I stop?
Jul 2013 · 800
Jade.
Shiloh Jul 2013
Constantly erased from my mind
you seem to finally be gone
then I'll turn a corner
and you'll be there
your favorite color
the way you smell
there are endless amounts of simplicities that bring back the memory of you...

I won't remember my dreams for a couple weeks
then I wake up in the middle of the night remembering your touch
always in love with only ever the idea of you...

wondering if we will ever be in the same place in life at the same time
wishing I could see past your muddy waters
hoping for the day you yearn to understand me
there are no limits to the amount of time I would spend waiting for you...

I have long since realized the desire has been dead
but still that sparkle lights up my eyes...
perhaps one day.
Jul 2013 · 521
Bad Seed.
Shiloh Jul 2013
just how far is this all supposed to go
the best thing for me is to never let it cross my mind again
but yet it does
there it is
lingering
refusing to leave
I almost wish I knew what went through your mind
if you honestly forget or if you are really full of it
do you expect anything from me
there is simply nothing I can do
you have gone ahead and crossed the line
wasting every last bit of my time
you could have just kept pretending to pretend
I would have been fine
but you waited to use the fact that I never speak to you
as an excuse
to come back around
trying to apologize for something I don't even remember
super miniscule on the novel of things you have to apologize for
I wouldn't even care
but you are the worst at being the worst
you can't do anything right
please leave me alone
and continue doing absolutely nothing worthwhile with your time.
Jun 2013 · 642
DGAF
Shiloh Jun 2013
I can always count on my bad rhyming
also not so great with timing
but I'm somehow surprisingly finding
at certain times to climb to the top,
be the best,
to let what others think of me stop me from doing anything
has never been who I am.
It should feel amazing to others
to see this side of me that is usually buried
being the only one that knew myself so well
hurt in a kind of sideways way
writing, when I can find the time to rhyme
is my connection to my gorgeous universe
I love people in this wondrous anonymous way
I strive to find and basically worship every single one of our differences
because why should we believe in something that encourages
changing the beautiful human race
into sheep or batteries
I want to fall in love with general acceptance and caring about things that actually matter
so maybe some will not like me
that is fine
hopefully people will disagree with me
and be willing to constructively discuss their reasons
to expand one's mind is a never ending process
and maybe I used to care, once upon a time
but as a sure thing right now
this is me and you can take it or leave it
it's all up to you.
Jun 2013 · 941
Here.
Shiloh Jun 2013
surrounded
enveloped
covered by you
always around
but wanting more
my passion has come back
you are my only inspiration
lying in wait
in the background
so patiently
I could never have asked for something so close to perfection
not knowing what I would do without you
now I have the reason
the motivation
the trust
the fire
it's all back
what I prided myself on
for being such the Virgo
the will to endlessly serve
to create
to love
is now engrained in my DNA
and is here to ******* stay.
<3
I am devoted only to me.
Jun 2013 · 901
Mush.
Shiloh Jun 2013
as the dust settles into the corners of my mind
everything turns out to be just fine
the blankets of clouds ease the pain I once felt
the drops of rain ending this seemingly forever drought
tossing and turning in the middle of the night
making everything I come across in life, a big pointless fight
but once I got the chance to glance into your perfect gaze
I couldn't imagine being any other place

but here.
Always with you.

Being this happy never felt like a possibility
incredibly surprised by the waves of tranquility
not running anymore, I hope I am now actually ready
to accept the fact I am simply supposed to be this happy.
A love poem to myself.
Jun 2013 · 1.2k
Anymore.
Shiloh Jun 2013
Never being able to sleep
always seems to be the theme of my life
the soundtrack so dramatic
action packed and inappropriate

However the reasons now have changed
my heart beating at a different pace
thinking I can finally answer
all the questions burning in my mind

Being the being I have always wanted to be
is fulfilling in so many countless ways
having lost so much time over chasing this concept
never expecting to actually capture it

Not endlessly striving for perfection
just wanted to be relatively understood
my thoughts always so busy in my before
with everything else in my now has been soothed

Feelings sometimes get the better of me
like the rug pulled from under me, caught unawares
the best I can do is follow the direction they lead
but this time the end result completely unknown

With complete anticipation
yearning, aching, and almost desperation
I take one tiny step forward
and, clumsy me, fall flat on my face

The difference is
as I lay with my inbetweens
I will forever always get up
never letting the fall get my very best

Not anymore.
Jun 2013 · 652
Sandy Breeze
Shiloh Jun 2013
Softly remembering the quiet whispers of the morning wind
Everything is slowly fading now, starting to feel like just a dream
Part of me wishes I could go back to the way things were
The calm covering me like waves of water
bringing me back
to moving forward
and I know nothing will ever be the same.
Shiloh May 2013
A smile kisses my lips
as the darkness disappears
another endless night has faded
hours lost with lack of sleep
I tremble with anticipation
as my heart burns with inspiration
of so many others that have come before me
my skin humming with the beautiful notion
of their passion and devotion
my blood set ablaze
something is awakening within me
so far inside I had feared it was almost forgotten
but the dawn of each new day keeps trying to explain
all the many reasons I am here in the now
if you were to catch me in this fleeting quiet
there is nothing I would hide
I would bare all that lay inside
if you were to pay attention
this moment holds perfection
with its entirety of the unique
perched atop my hidden corner of my world
seeing nothing but knowing all
praying with the aching desire
to only keep getting higher and higher
to climb with worn hands
the rocky mountainside
to dance with bare feet
in the frisky river waters
with my days of sobbing on the bathroom floor
far enough behind me only to see a faint outline
tracing with my fingertips of aftershock
the bits of ridicule and criticism popping up
just as quickly fading to black
and instead of being riddled with tiny little holes
stealing that pain
making a statement
taking a stand
I notice all that has made and kept me strong
for so very long kept in the background
my heartbeats pounds with the bass boom boom
all of a sudden the syncopation hits the room
the terror comes in waves so strong
shivers send electric static currents up my spine
as if for one split second
not one atom around me is the same
almost dreamlike comes the realization
that I have always been
painting, writing, sculpting, singing, building

my very own reality........
Apr 2013 · 430
The Reason.
Shiloh Apr 2013
I was led to believe that in life
whatever you have going for yourself
was meant to be broken
you can build and form the clay
but one day
it could all go to waste
when someone says hey
sorry, didn't see you there
after walking all over
what you spent so long creating
and slowly getting used to.

It took the nerve to finally run away
to take a step back from everything
I had ever known and loved in my life
to crash at the very rock bottom
to think it was over
only to have even bigger rocks
with even sharper edges
keep falling down
to never thinking it would end
to having it suddenly stop.

Since being caught
in the whirlwind of emotions and lies
always trying to believe the best in people
I now know I was right.

The ones I love
My real family
even though we don't share blood
I keep in my life
for a reason.

I will forever be in love with love
simply because.
Apr 2013 · 539
Power Animal.
Shiloh Apr 2013
It's intriguing yet poisoning
when you come across my mind
knowing full well how well I don't know you
and never will until you let it be.

It's scary to comprehend
just how inspiring you are
not only what we bring out in each other
but like puzzle pieces we combine.

You make me think I can go
somewhere I have never dared before
but when I look back on where I have been
I can't imagine going anywhere else.

The irony is not lost on me
yet somehow I still have hope
as crazy as that can be in this turvy topsy world
you still have to live while you can.

As some might like to say
Que Sera Sera
so here I will be
here, forever and always.
Apr 2013 · 412
Earthbound.
Shiloh Apr 2013
This morning I woke up
The sun foreign to my eyes
Not wanting to fall into reality
Trying to sink back into
My deadly but sweet dreams.

I remember distinctly thinking
With a smile sneaking around
How grounded I am finally getting
How okay I am with just being
My moments are just that, mine.

For the first time in my life
Being alone doesn't feel lonely
There isn't someone that I need
I don't need someone I imagined either
I enjoy the quiet now, instead of being terrified.

I used to always try to make myself busy
Distractions from the noises in my head
Drive at full speed
Volume all the way up
Can't stop, keep going.

Ever moving, ever changing, ever loving.
But live for the moments
That hit your heart
In slow motion.
<3
Apr 2013 · 538
Untitled
Shiloh Apr 2013
How intriguing to comprehend
what causes the symptom of small butterflies
spinning around in dizzy circles
half asleep, lucid dreaming
dancing with smiles on their wings
Apr 2013 · 1.0k
Normal is a lie.
Shiloh Apr 2013
**** doing things
just because they have always been done
a certain way
or for a long time

Who the **** are we
to say how anything should be done
as long as you are having fun
and not causing anyone else any pain

But we have gotten so used to things
being the way that they happen to be
I say **** everyone
******* normal people

**** your ******* rules
in the ***
with a chainsaw
I can't believe

People don't see things the way they really are
Others enforce because of what they lack in their own **** lives
that is why
at least I hope anyway

We are growing up so much younger these days
pushing out the intolerance
because we all know it has gone completely stale
we just somehow still need a kick in the ***

**** our vices
that we have to lean on
because what is really right
what is best for people

we somehow find the need to outlaw
******* stupid people
for not realizing that part of why
they criminalize us

is so they can take ******* everything
for themselves.

WAKE UP.
Mar 2013 · 439
Thinking.
Shiloh Mar 2013
Only ever an afterthought
When I think of everyone and everything altogether way too much
How did I push things so far
I guess I just see things so differently
I am so incredibly unable to show where I really come from
That I get left behind
Perhaps it is just meant to be
Why else would I get so used to
Being forever alone.
Mar 2013 · 456
This Is Why.
Shiloh Mar 2013
This is why I used to cut 'til I bled and made no fuss, and why I wish I never stopped.
This is why I drink 'til I'm drunk, I chug 'til I'm ******, hoping I will get kidney failure.
This is why every plane that flies above, I wish I could be on just so I could jump off.
This is why I hide, keeping most things inside, to myself so nobody can find what really lies there.
This is why I try so hard not to cry, knowing I will not get by until I am all dried up.
This is why running away has always been my first choice.
This is why you think I don't have a voice.
This is why I make you think I am so mean, so cold, so angry, so controlled.
This is why you will never be able to unfold what can never be foretold.
This is why even though I lost you, I know you will lose me right back.
This is why I will never give myself any ******* slack.
This is why I write all the time.
This is why I will always **** at rhyming.
This is why I get so lost in fairytales, stories, dimensions, other peoples minds.
This is why there are no mirrors so I will forever stay blind.
Knowing that if I ever catch a glance, looking at myself, I will know this is the reason why.
Mar 2013 · 477
A Case Of Blah.
Shiloh Mar 2013
Alright.
So.
What is it?
What do I want?

...
Alright, that won't work.
What can I do?

Nothing.

You are seriously just going to turn your back now?
No, I know, you think you are right,
Especially when you use that condescending tone.

But in reality,
You just come off idiotic.

If no one will help me
When it is so ******* difficult
For me to ask in the ******* first place

When I don't have any problem doing things on my own
That is how it has always been

But things are different now
I have fallen down.

Have dug my own grave it seems
And there is no way out.

I can scream so loud
But there is no sound.

I get frantic at first
In a blurry hurry rush out the words
But for not very long
At one point I just... stop.

You would think I got it all out
But a part of that would be feeling better.
I just don't.
All too painfully aware,
That I have just barely
Scraped the surface
Of my purpose
Which is apparently
To be spiteful and needy

You know things aren't looking good
When it feels like you should
Just **** yourself
To make it all easier.
Mar 2013 · 971
Baked Goods.
Shiloh Mar 2013
When you met me
It would be an understatement
To say it was too soon
But at the same time
I don't know what I would have done
If you weren't there for me

for that I say thank you.

I had all of the ingredients
they just weren't mixed up yet
You wouldn't think
To snack on flour
Without trying to make something out of it
Or to sip on straight vanilla

But you always tried.

Because let's face it
By themselves these things are great
But when they all share the same space
Not only does it smell wonderful
If you do it right
But it can make your spirit smile

It was my responsibility.

I was working on getting my **** together
Then needed some time to bake
To warm up and fully expand
Into everything I was meant to be
But the biggest part of my transformation
Was to calm down and chill the **** out,

And now I am ready to enjoy.
One of my favorite scenes:

Buffy: What was the highlight of our relationship? When you broke up with me or when I killed you? I'm well aware of my stellar history with guys... And, no, I don't see fat grandchildren in the offing with Spike, but I don't think that really matters right now. You know, in the midst of all this insanity, a couple things are actually starting to make sense. And the guy thing— I always feared there was something wrong with me, you know, because I couldn't make it work. But maybe I'm not supposed to.
Angel: Because you're the slayer?
Buffy: Because—OK, I'm cookie dough. I'm not done baking. I'm not finished becoming whoever the hell it is I'm gonna turn out to be. I make it through this, and the next thing, and the next thing, and maybe one day I turn around and realize I'm ready. I'm cookies. And then, you know, if I want someone to eat— or enjoy warm, delicious cookie me, then... that's fine. That'll be then. When I'm done.
Angel: Any thoughts on who might enjoy— Do I have to go with the cookie analogy?
Buffy: I'm not really thinking that far ahead. That's kind of the point.

Buffy: Angel. I do... sometimes think that far ahead.
Angel: Sometimes is something.
Buffy: Be a long time coming. Years, if ever.
Angel: I ain't getting any older.
Mar 2013 · 1.3k
When All Else Fails.
Shiloh Mar 2013
Something that has always been easy
For someone like me
It is always the hard way
I have to learn how to trust
how to relax
how to really smile

When good things happen
The back of my neck will get tight
I brace myself for the fall
Because being happy never
lasts for too long
The way I treat myself
Nothing is ever good enough

I have always known you can only be better
Your life is made of up moments to try harder
So I would always be searching, forever wandering
Not fully understanding
What I have been looking for
Has always been
Within me
Waiting

Hoping that the minute I stop wanting
With full realization
That everything I have to give
I deserve to give to myself
When my smile lacks
Based off what is missing
It gets easier to forget
How lucky I turned out to be
The entirety of what I need

The universe always listens.

Clear or cloudy days
The love for both is shared

The sun never unnoticed
Keeping me alive
Just a few steps behind

What I have always believed
It makes no difference
Where or who you happen to be
It always comes around to the simple idea

What questions your heart seeks
Will always be answered
In one way or perhaps another
If you take that chance and walk around those corners
You'll see this Earth has all kinds of different worlds.
Mar 2013 · 402
Words.
Shiloh Mar 2013
so softly summoning
the undiscovered beauty
from underneath me

scared to believe
trembling with relief
with the belief

it can be
real.

Knowing that I
will only ever have time
to learn of the things
that I have always known.

It all fits together
all having pieces
to put together
a yin
to every yang

Since I have
noticed that
symmetry
I don't have to believe
I just feel.

All I know
You make me smile
Every once in a while
I wonder
If we can just make things simple.

Understanding the complexity
Having such sympathy
For all of the living
Is the only
Way to Be.

Words are a powerful thing.
Mar 2013 · 6.6k
Virgo.
Shiloh Mar 2013
I analyze,                                                         ­           my whole entire world
I specialize,                                                      ­            always in acting a fool
I socialize,                                                       ­ but the truth trickles through
I vocalize,                                                        ­                 not wanting to undo
I internalize,                                                     ­     everything that matters to
With surprise                                                         ­                   the ones I love
I realize,                                                         ­          they never left my side
Then I visualize.                                             Always believing what is right.
Mar 2013 · 615
Archers.
Shiloh Mar 2013
The closest I have ever been to anyone
Has always been a spark to start me
My inspiration, the heat that lights it all up
Such fiery passion, longing and desire

I gravitate towards it
Ever so slightly addicted
Lusting after the lustrous glow
Illuminated by the moonlight

But set ablaze
By the Arrow.
Mar 2013 · 475
Kathryn.
Shiloh Mar 2013
Like a wave I let you wash over me
Only to drown in your mysterious ways
Instead of swimming or smooth sailing
I seem to be stuck on the bottom of you

Where nobody knows, so nobody goes
But you seem to forget I am there
I have always seen the depth in your darkness
All the things you try to hide in between

With everything you have done to cause me pain
The only expression on your face being disdain
I hope you will never know, how deep my love for you goes
Whatever you do, don't tell anyone.
Mar 2013 · 475
The Burn
Shiloh Mar 2013
oh no
here we go again
sand is getting in my hair
but I just can't seem to care
the fire crackles and pops
and the drinking just won't stop

so much drama
and fake laughter
I light the ***** on the end of the chains
I have always loved being surrounded by flame
the rush of adrenaline, the night that surrounds
the light that illuminates me, I can't hear anything but the sound

of the blaze, in my hazy daze, I count the ways
that my favorite element surprises me
it uses all the senses
claims no pretenses
but demands respect and understanding

as the third empty bottle falls
eventually nature will call
you see me sneak off to the cliff
come hold my hand and spark a spliff
the blend of getting so cross-faded
and memories get me quite jaded
your laugh brings me out of reality
and your sloppy smile so genuinely silly
tripping over our feet
the flowers smelling so sweet
we crash, embrace, and kiss
taken away from this moment
in our corner of bliss
Mar 2013 · 887
Who Knows
Shiloh Mar 2013
I live for the lack of control amongst the discorded intervals
the hollow notes that make my stomach drop
the pull of the crazy
the fire of the insane
all of the invisible cogs that secretly keep everything together

the things that don't make sense to the normals
are the only things that make any kind of sense to me
my life being ever only made up with fleeting moments
integrating chances
terrifying choices

not one to be scared so easily
yet hiding from the monsters in my head
perhaps the reason why
I make so many cry
while never expecting anyone to care

I can ask you a million times
while everything around me changes
the whirlwind of my jagged jigsaw pieces
blurry compared to your still waters
the leaves of your trees not even rustling

I have never known just what it is that I should do
when it comes to you or the things you try to prove
you can run
this will be fun
it has been so very long since I've found something worthy to chase after.
Mar 2013 · 944
Frozen.
Shiloh Mar 2013
flashbacks make me nervous
not daring to go further
knowing what is underneath the surface
lurking right around the corner

terrified of what my mind holds
about the secrets that I keep
about what thoughts could unfold
when my soul falls deeply into sleep

I am running out of distractions
finding the only way
to not feel insane
is to walk barefoot in the rain

circles of obsession
always coming back to you
so many nightmares in succession
what has my world come to?

we never were in love
how could we have been, really?
with no trust, respect or security
full of lust, but lacking peace or understanding

with all of everything that happened
just like a tornado
destroying everything in its path
and left with no where to go

I feel I should know better
most certainly by now
but something still keeps creeping up
those circles going around...

I wish I knew just what it was
that keeps on coming back
when there was nothing good you brought
your heart nothing but black

part of me will never be able to forget
not without lack of trying
you will always have that piece of me
that seems to be frozen in time

it is all I can do not to wake up screaming
have only ever been blinded by tears
telling myself nothing is what it seems
but still faced with the sheer fear of searing pain

I am careful with my movements
as to not rock the boat
as if I am still on water
as if I am still filled with hope

I would have never been able
to see things the way they are now
but at least I am finally stable
I always find a way somehow.
Mar 2013 · 3.7k
Flirting With Death
Shiloh Mar 2013
Looking out at all the choices that lay before me
Watching me with quiet eyes, they appear so peaceful
Knowing the moment I step forward that will all change
What once was picture perfect, now a mess of infinite crossroads
Difficulty lies in getting past my muddled thoughts, everything they are I can truly see
If I make the wrong choice it would be so easy to implode.
Mar 2013 · 539
Moon
Shiloh Mar 2013
the lace feels like a waterfall
as it moves across my skin
I dig my fingers into the edge
hoping for something to grip onto
but I just keep sinking

I start to lose feeling in my toes
but I keep moving deeper
not caring one bit
about the biting cold
that I have long since grown used to

needing to be surrounded
by something other than emptiness
I shut out the endless quiet
with the pounding of my heart
and I lift up and let go
Feb 2013 · 365
Simplest Of Thoughts.
Shiloh Feb 2013
I would have never guessed things to take this direction
was hiding in my corner on the edge of extinction

but isn't that always how things tend to happen?
you keep to yourself and don't take very many chances

you make the time to distract and busy yourself
putting what you know you can't deny up on a shelf

and right when you least expect it
it bites hard and you get hit

your heart races quicker
the flame starts to flicker

and you find that even in all the little things
they pull at your heartstrings

and try as you might
you can't help but take flight
and in the cold rainy night
you just know everything is going to be alright.
Shiloh Feb 2013
trying to quiet the whispers in my mind
cannot distinguish them from the night
if I said I was happy I would be lying
you want me to try hard, but I'm hardly trying
so many pieces of me scattered I have lost sight
you will find me wherever the dark lies

I am no longer what you think of as okay, just ask the sharp blade
the path you laid out for me I have long since strayed
digging myself deeper, all that is me will now fade
the pain only growing stronger, knowing who I have betrayed
knowing you don't know me, but the person I portray
it was all a big mistake, but I know you are afraid and I can't blame you

I'm driving myself crazy with all my hollow tendencies
trying to bury my rage, but I am just endlessly pretending
time is running out, leaving me restlessly pacing
counting down the minutes, I should die eventually  
that's what I find myself hoping for, it should make you smile especially
it doesn't matter, I never amounted to what you wanted me to be

you were always saying how that was all you wanted.
not to worry, when I go I will stay long gone.
whether I'm alive or dead you will forever be haunted.
and you have to live with what you did every waking dawn.
save for the nightmares, without you my life has been better than I had ever imagined.
without me you cry every time you hear that song.

falling asleep is a constant battle
I lose myself so strongly in remembering
that I forget to take a step back
the walls I've built are now a castle
the air so fresh I can finally breathe
my peace and serenity are a matter of fact
Dec 2012 · 395
Ripping At The Seams.
Shiloh Dec 2012
falling too far back into things that I can only ever remember
my trust is gone, let down by everything I have known, including myself
I always pay attention to the dark side of things
because until now I have never fully understood
those around us are our mirrors
I take everything at face value
seeing myself as what they see me
but they are the ones that can't see past themselves
well I, for one, am finished.
I choose not to reflect that which is reflected upon me.
I choose to transmit all the good in myself which has yet to be revealed.
this ending month will be my new year
I will make all my wrongs right
I will be who I am meant to be
I will rip apart all the parts of me that are not shaping me and inspiring me to do better
you can always do better, no matter who you are, change is consistent
it is the only constant in your life, along with your life.
I love and I am loved.
that is all.
Oct 2012 · 882
Bridge to Nowhere.
Shiloh Oct 2012
lost
confused
stumbling
corrupt
carving myself out raw
with my ***** fingernails
hurt
betrayed
no trust
no respect
for anyone
no one bothers to try to earn mine
hiding
constantly running
with no end
no plan
no ideas
no thoughts
in sight
gotta be quick
gotta keep those secrets
let anything slip
slow down for just a moment
then they pounce
they punch
pushing and crushing
what you have
what you are
it doesn't matter
how hard you try
to cross that bridge
that has been there for so long
its broken
has no bottom
barely connected
to the other side
you can see straight down
straight to nothing
if they find you
if they see even a glimpse
of what you have become
it won't matter
all that matters
is that they want it for themselves
they will grab you
hold you down
make it so you can't be in your mind
you have to leave yourself
so you don't think about
how you can't feel your arms, your legs
when you try to feel all that's left is pain
that makes you blind
so all you see is
straight to nothing
chaos
destruction
screaming
the whisper of death
ringing in your ears
****** knives
scratchy ropes
squeezing tighter, tighter
air is life
but with control
so easily taken away
with power
decisions whether to live or die
cracked
dusty
broken
crawling
for so long
****** knees
but with not even a breeze
of air to breathe
to blow away
all I wish I could forget
all that's left are ashes
Oct 2012 · 972
Paths of Stone.
Shiloh Oct 2012
I try
then I try again
walking these paths of stone
with my bare feet
no one else should be here
it has been years
since I have seen a single soul
all I hear anymore
is the creak of the abandon
in the midnight wind
I can't remember
the last time
I saw the sun
but it doesn't matter
I still walk the paths
in search for her
her screams still ringing in my ears
like it had been the day before
I have to save her
but I don't even know
if she is still alive
I've begun to lose my hope
my faith had kept
with the blooming flowers
purple so bright
you could swear they were
emitting their own sunlight
but so much time has passed
without a beam of flame
I have looked everywhere
and I swear
the last tear has fallen down my face
my faith has hidden with those flowers
the air is too chilled
to believe in fairytales
everything worth remembering
I took
and hid
far away from here
so far I'm barely able to remember
but I could never forget
those startling brown eyes
and that incessant need
to find something to laugh about
I never sleep
knowing if I do
I could miss my chance
I endlessy watch
over everything
constantly walking
forever listening
ignoring my own pain
the lonely isn't so bad
residing in myself
its within everything else
that hurts so much
the houses, this town
the flickering streetlamps
the flight of some piece of trash
night after night
I hide in the shadows
because that is all that is left
one foot in front of the other
one day
if I can hope to see the day again
I will have better things to think about
Sep 2012 · 715
Always.
Shiloh Sep 2012
Muddled, confused, dark... its getting difficult to sleep
cracked, dried up and lost, the air blows away the dust that makes me
the chaos and destruction that lies within my mind
I sort out through the voices that tell me everything is fine
on my hands and knees I crawl through the smoke
I keep going even though I know life is just some big joke
with nobody on my side still I tremble on
finding no reason to keep living, most of my essence gone
as I take my last breath, just as I'm about to call it quits,
a flare of the brightest light bursts through all my ****** up ****
my instinct is to run, anything so bright usually burns
I never thought with even a flicker of recognition it could finally be my turn
the rock that falls off the cliff finds it hard to realize
where it's going until it gets there, but with time sees everything through new eyes
now that I have finally fallen, and the dust is settling,
the air around me lifts me higher, I cant imagine where it will bring me
Air is the answer, it makes even the smallest things take flight
to you I owe my everything, my heart, my soul, my life
my love in its most truest form, my strength, my power
even if we are both extremely raw, I'm ready to bloom until we flower
Dec 2009 · 4.2k
Time.
Shiloh Dec 2009
Things are winding down now,
I can see it clearly
I never meant to be like this
It's not who I am, not really.
You told me so many things
That I now see as lies,
But when I try to tell you
You just desensitize.
I'm somehow really good at
Messing everything up,
But I always try to be a good person
Even though I should just shut up.

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