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  Jan 2018 starchild
vanessa ann
this is a tale
of two star-crossed lovers
with a love so powerful
they tainted the heavens
with bursts of colours

they were never meant to be;
mischievous little kids
finding love in sinful glee
in laughter, between dreams and reality

and though it was lawless,
they found solace
because in every prison,
they found a rhyme and a reason

but even for a love so great,
they could not escape
the fates’ wrath and envy

destiny pulled on their threads
cut them loose, thrusted them into misery;
for their memories were wiped clean,
but feelings remained as strong as they had ever been

the boy exiled in a far off land
across the pacific sea
the girl trapped in her need to break free
in a realm both boring and bland

ensnared in a labyrinth of woe
the lovers yearned for anything—
for something, for someone,
to obliterate this endless longing

the gods answered them
in the form of two loved ones
polished in every edge,
a perfect someone

but perfect felt too perfect
and not perfect enough
to fill up the hole
left by a perfectly imperfect

until one day the gods whispered
for the winds to push the two
and the birds to tug at their sleeves
over mountain and sea
even through the darkest valley
so their paths would finally meet

and so they did.

in the flurry of a moment
a pair of brown eyes met
and time was frozen
once more

the two stared intently
as if remembering a broken melody
a lost childhood song
branded as a wrong

the birds fluttered and flew
taking the cursed red fibre
snipped them in two
and the lovers felt all the lighter

it was the girl who spoke first:
“**** the stars.
i don’t want perfect,
i want you.”


eyes dazzling, the boy nodded:
“we’ll invert the universe—
the night sky a blank white
the stars pitch black
the earth moving in reverse”


the fates saw and surrendered
as the stars began to wither
for this love is love
in all its splendor

so the lovers walked away with a promise
under their breaths, they both swore:
“i lost you once,
but nevermore.”



they say no one can rewrite the stars,
so i propose we orchestrate supernovas.
starchild Jan 2018
SHE
Shes laying on the bed with her iPod on full blast
the door is locked, and the curtains are locked
on the TV screen is the notebook
an empty tub of her favorite ice cream is on the floor
smudged with makeup, her finger tips are stained
from wiping away her eye liner and makeup, stained tears
there last conversation plays in her head
she thinks to herself
that shell never get him back

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HE
Hes on the edge of his bed the doors locked
his room is pitch black from the absence of lights
theirs a hole in the wall from when he punched it earlier
his headphones are about to burst from how loud the music is
no one can hear his sobs or see how messy his hair is from running his hands through it, thinking and thinking.
hes replaying there conversation in his head, thinking,
Hell never get her back

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Heartbreak effects us all in horrible and depressing ways... but i think this sums it up. But this doesn't just sum up heartbreak i dont think. Its the same way when you have a crush dont you think. Oh and the partial of this is not mine i dont wanna be rude and take full credit. =)
starchild Jan 2018
"i kind of like anxiety,
as it tickles my stomach like knives.
and the others trot along,
living there perfect lives.
Its not normal to like tourture
and the everlasting pain.
Call me crazy ( ill take it as a compliment)
But i sort of enjoy being insane.
=) insanity isnt the painful thing... its helps the pain.
starchild Jan 2018
Your all prisoners.
what you call sanity,
Its just a prision in your mind that just stops you from seeing
your just tiny little cogs in an giant absurd machine.
WAKE UP
Why be a cog?
Be Free
And just remember. smile.
-Jerome valeska

No matter who you are
no matter what happens your not free
you need a touch of madness to be free
to see the truth of things
all it takes is a little madness

see im not just stuck in my insane asylum
im free in it
so why cant we all be free
if not thats fine
but im not a cog
who waunts to be some boring cog
yes you may have brilliance but your not free
so be brilliant and free

So yah im just a little crazy
but im not mean
i am crazy and nothing can change that
but a little crazy isnt a bad thing
so you cant tell me im not insane
cause all of this im saying is true about me
so dont let people take away what makes you speacal
and insanity makes me who i am
people have said im not and im a kind person
and i am. to my friends. But im also insane
and not even my friends cant get that now.

so hopefully you can

so why be a cog
be free
and remember
you dont have to be crazy to be free
thats my point
but why not
but not my point
just remember
smile. =)
=)
starchild Jan 2018
These padded walls contain my screams
this straight jacket contains my pain
this whole place hides the truth of my suffering
see this is who i am
i know it not think it
its also what others made me
and so they must all know
i am a monster
and now i see the only way to not be afraid of monsters
is to be one
so dont judge me
dont say im something else
only i can determine who i am
and this is what i am
Pain
suffering
Insanity
mentally broken
because i determined who i am because of others
i wont be able to live without my mental damage
without it id be... dull
so im stuck in my insane asylum.... Why? to protect myself from this cruel world... it is as simple as that.... but oviasly not all of its cruel... i see that to. =)
starchild Jan 2018
Hide away child
don't let me In
I'm a demon, I am a devil
I'll teach you how to sin

run away child
don't look me in the eyes
there silver- blue and deadly
and full of broken lies
=)
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