Like glass.
He saw right through me.

Right down to my core-
Where everything was in pieces.
Lost with a fragile heart.

Verbally and emotionally abused.
Shunned from reality.

To bleed was her escape.
She had her words taken away one night.

Voiceless
Suicidal.

Too distorted to have a mind of her own.
Selling herself to strangers.
She'd never left so numb.

The world was bleak.
She only lived in her shadow.
The memories of him.

She took her luck too far
She made a deal with life-

Choose the wrong path and you'll come face to face with Death.

Death came and took her soul.
Ripped it apart.

Naked on deaths bed.
She was cremated into a lost soul.

No number of cuts were enough
To take the agony away.

An imprint of her identity was sewn on to her heart.

How much longer will I have to remember?
How many times will I have to tell myself to 'just forget it'?

I can not seek revenge,
I mustn't let death win.

One day
I will have the power to cease these memories of you.

we are not invincible, kissing in this attic,
inhaling bones like wolves' heads
or dimes.

i leave you to use the bathroom,
trip over a metal bucket --
i can slit open my knee so easily,
without trying,
as though it were a church.

i have never broken into a church.
i have never prayed in a church.
i have never been in a church:  
i have never been a teenager,
although i have kissed you,
quickly & clumsily,
with my tongue & with my teeth.

i have dreams
about you drowning in the lake
the way those boys did
last year. your face is etched
like a quarter. i would build
a dress for you, if i could.
when my tongue is in your mouth
someone else's voice is my head.

I'm in love with a girl
That makes me fly!

I'm not that optimistic, but doesn't mean I can't do what's right
I'm a rebel, but doesn't mean I can't follow
putting me in a box where I don't belong..
why keep me?....to avoid any trouble?
try to cover all the sins but it won't work
can't accept me?, don't need you to...
I am alone, but it doesn't mean nobody watch for me
all my moves, all my words... been carefully observed
criticized, judged, pointing your hypocrite fingers
for you this is life, for me this is trash
you can play with the rules by means of the power given by you
but the rules you hold, is only the rules made by you
not the rules everybody follows

I don~t understand love poetry sometimes,.?

Yup… Flowers, Favorite Moments, The Whole Shebang

Gentlemen write things like “Rocking you in my arms brings be great tingles of joy”

And women, I quote, say “Protection and safety are found in your presence”

Yeah… The stereotype is lovely.

Poets and optimists alike eat up the rhythm and emotion.

Yet why?

What do we want?

What do we look for?

Who cares?

I guess anti~lovers would say.

Me maybe?

Yes I believe in love,

Yes I have felt it~s evil pangs

And seen it~s effects.

What of them?

Each generation the same.

Each lover alike in thought

“Can~t live without you”

“Miss you to death and life and back again”

What do we want?

Don~t know.

Don~t need to.

Just know I don~t want it.

Don~t want a lover.

Holding someone tight doesn~t define your life or mine.

But What Does?

Boeing 777
MH17
17/7/14.

“ Most of the passengers had no race,
But today they gained a nationality.
Today, we are united in grieve. “

Tragedy struck again,
One strike after another,
One blow after another.

Today, we lost 295 people,
Out of a grand total of 7.046 billion people.

To an individual,
The figures may mean nothing,
Comparatively.

But as a nation,
This was a hard one to accept.

How do you digest the fact that
295 people lost their future,
Overnight.

How do you digest the fact that
295 people are gone just like that.

How do you accept the fact that
Your country is falling apart,
Slowly,
But surely.

The flame of our love
In each of us
Is bright as can be
But its burning you and me

Because it's filled with passion
Thats burning our skin
Causing our tunnel of love
To go dim

We're just wasting our flames
On eachothers pain
Cause we cant let go
No matter how hot we're becoming to hold

We're losing sight of ourselves
To hold onto eachother
Although our flames combined
Seem to be damaging one another

So now im lost
Not sure what to do
Because life seeams just as dark
With or without you.

                                 ADeCoil

my heart is
a treasure
my heart is
precious
my heart is
not a toy
my heart is
not meant to be played with
my heart is
not meant to be cut in tiny pieces
my heart is
mine
my heart is
alive
my heart is
a wellspring of life
my heart is
fearfully and wonderfully made
and i know that full well.

I feel like a video game,
Someone controls me,
Every move I make,
Every choice I choose,
Someone decides for me,
I feel like..
I feel like..
Its not me doing it.