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Apr 2015 · 698
Of(f) Course
Vylette Apr 2015
If you're havin' a smoke

Take a gentle ****

So you're not left breathless

By what life will evoke

If you get too high

And time will pass you by

Faster than you know

Faster than you know

So you sit and wonder why

You can't go slow

The cherry burns brighter

As you try to gain control
Jan 2015 · 419
Strobing Paranoia
Vylette Jan 2015
I stay awake
Staring at the darkness
Long into the hours of the night
Dreams are fleeting
To the restless mind
Intangible goals
Can't be unreached
No point to being rested
When the bottom is the peak


And I'm headed there
The end is the beginning
I will cry a sea of tears
And jump in
Not knowing if I will sink or swim
Because I'm not a sailor
Only in my imagination
And not my memory
Do I know the sea
Dec 2014 · 333
DistractionVeganAction
Vylette Dec 2014
Somewhere buried, the secret garden moans
helpless and homely, it grows, it knows
that we are searching, relentless and slow
lost together but also alone

she sits by the fences, an outsider now
different from others, not exactly sure how
seeing more widely like a curse of understanding
getting to the end of a life but not dying

help, someone says, reaching out, take my hand
show me the secret you have in your brain
open so wide that no secrets remain
they will dissect you in the end anyway

forgotten in time is a place to go hide
I try to find it and can't but instead I go blind
piecing together the remnants of plight
nothing to eat that won't hurt precious life
Oct 2014 · 357
Brave Face
Vylette Oct 2014
There's something about the simple truth,
that it's not love anymore,
that shakes me to the core.
You will never know this suffering,
that I hide behind sparse words of false joy.
Im no more better than the day I wanted to die,
on the sea side.
Im seeing an image of you in my mind and I cry.
I try to be ok but why fight,
when time,
they say,
is the only thing that can win the battle of my broken heart.
But how much,
that part’s unknown.
And in the meanwhile,
no where feels like home,
I’ll be shattered and alone,
to cry tears that go unseen and hear the echo of words that made me

dream
Oct 2014 · 877
Lost In Time
Vylette Oct 2014
I don't know if you can see right now,
your energy is all encompassing to me, you are in tune with everyone and everything even when you don't realise.
Your soul calls out,
I hear it, is it calling me?
An idea, a probability?  
I love you so very much. I can only hope you understand what that means. Soul mate yes, is a once In a lifetime thing, but so is love, real love.
The meaning just got diluted along with our culture, and tossed around frivolously until it could be applied to all intimate situations.
Not so, not for me.
You are for me, if you want to be
Aug 2014 · 473
The End
Vylette Aug 2014
I'm looking Down
imagining falling off the balcony.
Hands first
Silent because once falling,
I can't scream.
My arms outstreached to brace my face
as it nears the stone.
That Moment the ground is there
I Close my eyes,
Arms break but Skull is smashed a second later
so I don't process any of it.

Then what.
I don't know.
But she does.
She just Jumped
Jul 2014 · 340
hope
Vylette Jul 2014
The Sun shines above the clouds
While it's raining below
The storm always passes
Though someday a new one will take its place
That one will also pass
So don't put worry into it

It's the storms that make the flowers grow
You remember analysing poems in school, I hated it because- how could a teacher's opinion have more validation than my own when all it came down to was personal interpretation? Storms are my metaphor for arguments.
Jul 2014 · 509
a quote
Vylette Jul 2014
the greatest things in life, are the greatest challenges we overcome
Jul 2014 · 1.7k
My Manifesto
Vylette Jul 2014
This is the beginning, life has been setting the stage and creating lessons for me to overcome and they have led me to this point, this harmonious balance of fun and change, of inspiration and strength. I’ve fallen down, and those who pushed me there were the hands to pull me up. I’ve lost, and in that misery found a certain peace in knowing nothing more could be taken away.

Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, I’m just now dusting myself off. The sunlight is coming back into my eyes. Burning that hole of darkness, but I don’t want to look away, not this time. Not to fall into the societal trap of striving for mediocrity. I want more for the world I’m living in. I want all of us to reach for the wildest possibilities that our minds can imagine, not just me, not just you. There’s a place I’ve seen in a trance of waking dream state that could be this place. We just have to stop letting the distractions get in the way.

Our egos feed on extrinsic desires but stuff is stuff and people are souls. They are connected to us through the energy of consciousness that is invisibly surrounding us all the time. As out minds get fat from satisfactions of the worlds obsessions, it gets harder to feel this energy of connection. But I guarantee, it is there, and when others feel it, or see it, there’s no way they can forget it; and do everything in their power to spread the awareness of it.

We are not above nature we are nature. Ahisma: for all living creatures. Redefine need from want; convenience from importance; innovation from destruction; oil from energy; and love from obsession. Replace ignorance for understanding, and not just that but a desire to know. Replace trickery with clarity, when you lie to others you’re only lying to yourself. Only then, can we have unity, and unity, is the only thing that will work to change anything. Once there is unity, there is Love; the most powerful force in the universe.

I have mentioned before, that a person doesn’t have to ‘stand for’ the same thing that I stand for, I appreciate uniqueness and difference. Just so long as you see A FLAW in the world around us and YOU ARE personally trying to change it. I see many flaws, but I can’t change them all, I can only do what is in the realm of my possibilities. That sounds like a limiting statement, but in fact, I have not yet found what the limit of my possibility is. It is only when you push the boundaries of reality that you discover how malleable they really are.

        “If you can dream it…” what is the dream? Equality, harmony, free energy? It is everything that will allow us to flourish in peace. It is more of a feeling than a word. Minds get conditioned not to think big, the future mother earth needs is so far from where we are that it feels overwhelming. Like looking at the stars, and trying to grasp the universe with our mental capacities. Use your heart instead. When you look into the windows of each other’s souls, do you feel you want War? ****? Pain? Death Through Suffering? Toxic Chemicals injected into the Atmosphere, the Water, the Ground? Why keep doing this. Focus not on where it comes from, but on what we together can do to fix it. What does your paradise look like? How can we get there.
If I could say something to everyone, this is what it would be.
Jun 2014 · 562
Menial Existance
Vylette Jun 2014
It fills me with apathy.
for a love that cannot be.
A reality we must force ourselves to see.
And a choice we must make to live happily.

Despite this strife that plagues our life.
Its time to sit down and lose this fight.
Cause we’re out of ways to make that plight.
I will forever feel that love when I look onto your eyes but must know that its not right.

So this is what I will do,
pick up the pieces of my heart that were broken and smashed a million times by you.
Let the pieces take their time to fall into place,
so once again I have a base,
from which to stand from which to dive,
so I can feel alive and re learn to thrive.
I don’t wanna know what it feels like that final time you go.
Casue I imagine it being the lowest of low.
I guess that’s why im still holding on,
to that little part of you that makes me feel strong.
And gives me some reason to carry on,
for the hope that we might one day be together.
In a realm beyond forever,
I cant settle right now for ‘never’ and yet the latter is too far away,
it scares me to know the opposite has to be the way
I will be creating my experience in this day to day,
meanial existence.
May 2014 · 11.3k
Gambling Drugs
Vylette May 2014
stop while you're ahead
or you'll lose everything
May 2014 · 3.2k
perspectives
May 2014 · 445
you whore
Vylette May 2014
What does that number mean, Are some of us human and others not?
Behind the red door there is mystery. Experiences are perhaps glorified in the mind of those too morally bound to love, to ever unlock. But to me, any human is a human, no one more or less important than another. Except the individuals who make a lasting impact upon your life? Some people, they change you. Some make you more trusting, more hopeful, their honesty and positivity guide you like a beacon of light through the darkness. Darkness created inside yourself by the actions of others. Dishearted, not caring actions of people who want to use you. And do. And come out the valiant victor of their own war with everyone. I will be number one, and what matters is what I want. Its how I get off, that counts.
May 2014 · 436
Bodies
Vylette May 2014
the curves formed on paper
a page full of naked women bodies
raw and beautiful
from the mind of my man
drawn before I knew him
the emotion was hard to grasp
jealous or impressed
and then I remember
I used to draw them too
staring at the contours
amplified ****** features
brings me memories
of mermaids and fairies
the female form capturing and entrancing myself
at one point I stopped
not understanding why to draw the masculine was not fulfilling
was I a lesbien
perhaps intimidated by the male form which I knew nothing about
or intrigued with the unfamiliar new features of my own body
my recent awareness of my sexuality
when I got older
I threw out all the drawings
May 2014 · 295
Noem
Vylette May 2014
I had a dream, but more than that, her skin was red. Her heart made me bleed.
I was a sailor, knocked over by the waves. Fallen off the boat, and drowned in the sea
When you see me now, you know what you feel. The loss of despair becomes real.
Slipping back into the womb of comfort for sake of ease
On the things that just don’t make sense

— The End —