The heart of the Nobody
I'm going to **** her
she's pushing me past that point
she's gonna die
I tighten the muscles in my arms
******
Ha!
it'll be welcoming
when I put the knife to her
she will know th epain she inflicts
she's gonna die
by my hand
She is evil
she is the wicked stepmother
but one problem
the brothers Grimm
they didn't show all
of her evilness
or her ugliness of deep in her
******
Maybe then I won't be
deppressed anymore
I want to drop the mask
I'm always wearing it
I want to die
can i?
I've tried before....
I've tried over 400 times
nothing ever worked....
I just feel pain now
I hate pain
but I've been through alot of it
so I write
and write
and write
until there's nothing left
nothing
that's what I am
nothing
I have only one person
and he is far from my reach
sometimes I wonder what it'd be like
to not have my past
to not have my curses
the curses I must bear
but then I wouldn't have met him
he knows who he is
but it's his choice
if he wants to be associated with me
the deeply troubled, possibly to likely psychotic teen
but I say this
we are knights
our armor is battered
we are bruised
I'm no damsel
and you're not a shiny knight
and I love you for that
because if we were
then we'd be flimsy
we'd be false
you know who you are
and I'll shout it
through a megaphone
on the tallest building
I LOVE YOU!!!

El corazón de la Nadie
Voy a matarla
ella me está empujando a ese punto
ella va a morir
Aprieto los músculos de los brazos
asesinato
¡Ja!
que va a ser bienvenida
cuando puse el cuchillo en la
ella sabrá ª Epain ella inflige
ella va a morir
por mi mano
Ella es el mal
ella es la malvada madrastra
pero un problema
los hermanos Grimm
no mostraron todo
de su maldad
o su fealdad del fondo de su
asesinato
Tal vez entonces no voy a ser
deppressed más
Quiero dejar caer la máscara
Yo siempre estoy usando
Quiero morir
puedo?
He intentado antes ....
He intentado más de 400 veces
nada nunca trabajó ....
Siento dolor ahora
Odio el dolor
pero yo he pasado por un montón de ella
así escribo
y escribe
y escribe
hasta que no queda nada
nada
Esto es lo que soy
nada
Tengo una sola persona
y él está lejos de mi alcance
A veces me pregunto qué sería como
para no tener mi pasado
para no tener mis maldiciones
las maldiciones debo soportar
pero entonces yo no lo he encontrado
él sabe quién es
pero es su elección
si quiere asociarse conmigo
la profundamente preocupado, posiblemente a propensos adolescente psicótico
pero lo digo
somos caballeros
nuestra armadura es maltratadas
estamos magullados
No soy doncella
y no eres un caballero brillante
y Te quiero para eso
porque si estábamos
entonces estaríamos endeble
estaríamos falsa
Tu sabes quien eres
y voy a gritar que
a través de un megáfono
en el edificio más alto
TE AMO !!!

Im not deppressed,cuz I have fun
Im not happy cuz I cry
Im not sad cuz I smile

But..
Im deppressed cuz I cry at night
Im happy cuz I usually have fun

But..
When I am alone
I always have a new scar

You watched your best friend suffer,
You took it worse than us- a lot more tougher,
Please for our sake hold on tighter;
See things a lot more brighter.

I understand how you feel bad,
How you feel deppressed not sad,
I miss him too;
He cheered us up when we felt blue.

He played with you and teased you like a brother,
And my Mamma felt like to him she was his Mother,
It makes us feel bad too;
He used to tease us as well as you.

But you must know he went to  God in Heaven,
Even though he has already died October 7,
You watched your best friend suffer;
You took it worse than us a lot more tougher.

It's not the way it used to be,
After him went all of Candy's kittens along with Callie,
I feel scared. . . I don't know and hope no more go next;
It's not like I could shrug it off like a piece of paper with no text.

I don't know what to do,
He cheered us up when we felt blue,
Now we feel sad whenever we think of it;
The event keeps playing in our mind ****** by ****** bit by bit.

He used to in his chair sit,
Now no one in it sits,
It is a sad reminder of him;
We think of these things on whims.

But for our sake don't feel sad,
He'd want you to feel happy not sad,
You watched your best friend suffer;
You took it worse than us- a lot more tougher.

~Marian~

She used to be strong
You couldnt see her flaws
she used to be breathtaking amomgst
Them all untill she let you in.
You bring out the fear the insecurity
You make her feel beneath
The words you scream hit the core.  
You're making her contimplate death.
Acting like she's just crazy.
Remember when you used to call her baby.
When you said I love you no matter what.
That you would be there
We can get through anything
She ****** up yea, how bout all those times you asked for forgiveness.
Now you claim to wanna still be friends
Yet you write songs about her
That compelled love
And tell her you dont want revenge
You dont wanna hurt her.
Yet you always do.
The things you say the **** you do.
Youre a fool.
She thought she didnt deserve a man like you.
Now you make sure she wont be happy
Anytime She is you try to sweep her off her feet
Just to treat her like a stupid peice of meat.
She loves you you see.
Because what yall had was true
And your a good hearted man
A warm kiss at night
A protector of her  and you make her heart skip a beat. . But you hide youre heart or hate her or pretend she doesn't matter
Your a boy
Who thinks he has notuing to loose
But your loosing everything you see because she cant sleep in a puddle of tears
Wont eat or anything because you made her gave hope and then you took it all back
Acted like you found better
Said oh well.
Not knowing that she already hates heself not knowing shess a little to deppressed.
Nd you just keep digging her grave.
One day youll be the one closing her casket.

Maybe youre just my bad habit.

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A sketch, a word,
A piece of paper.
With emotions never heard.
That was sent to him or her.

Completely ignored by the crush,
As a sad person loses their heart
Or hangs from a noose strung in a rush.
And a soul and mind depart.

A burning desire,
A timeless sorrow,
Burning like a blue fire,
Scorching the dawn of tomorrow.

Horrid and deppressed.
A black hand reaches from the shadows.
To turn people sick and compressed.
When they drown in the shallows.

An ignored confession,
An oblivious crush,
With a knife session,
Put against the skin, where the color is blush.

A single drop,
Of Crimson liquid.
Most of the time considered a prop,
To shrivel up and die, as the knife cuts mid.

They're never seen again,
In love or memory
When the love feels the pain,
And sees with eyes that can't see.

Denial.
No. He's not really dead
Haha, really funny. Yea I heard what you said
He didn't make it? I talked to him 10 days ago
This isn't funny, stop playing. Are we on a show?
Pneumonia? Isn't that just a cold?
His body will fight it off, he's only 30 years old.

Anger.
Why didn't the doctors save his ******* life?
Don't tell me he's in a better place or I'll cut you with this knife
Why did God have to take MY only brother?
They keep saying he needed his angel. Why couldn't he find another?
Stop telling me you're sorry for my ******* loss.
You DON'T know how I feel. I'm not kissing that cross.

Bargaining.
Please God, this can't be happening
Just bring him back, a miracle shouldn't be too challenging
I'll change my ways and dedicate my life to you
I've read about all the amazing things you can do, they have to be true
I didn't get to say my goodbye
I didn't even get to tell him that I loved him for the very last time.

Depression.
I feel so empty and so sad all the time
Motivation is something that I can't seem to find
I have cried everyday for 3 months straight
But when they ask me how I'm doing, I look up and say "great"
I wish I got to see you and talk to you more often,
But now you're gone forever as your body rots in a coffin.

Acceptance.
It has been almost a decade since you left
I still cry from time to time and sometimes still feel deppressed
Stop loving you or missing you? I will never,
But I accepted  the fact that you're gone forever.
They say there are 5 stages of grief,
Wished they would've warned me about the steps I'd have to repeat.

The intelligent become deppressed,
while ignorance is blessed.
How will this world continue,
when power is purely within you?

Most of us can feel,
A disturbing pain of
Negative empotive ache
In some form
In our lives.

This can happen to us so much.
Eventually you may be
Annoyed, bored, deppressed
From that disturbing ache.

Than we say:
"Life is painful, boring, bad."
Don't be worried,
Anybody can think these any time.

But it is neccessary to be aware about
Occurance of reasons of our hellish lives.

Than we have so much excuses,blames
Such as system, human nature, devil.
But I am asking to you beyond excuses,
What do you want?

Than a list comes,
Long or short.
But there is a common point in the list.
It is, when they happen;
Your wish is became true.
We name this situation "good".

Also there are,
The negative versions of willing.
Not wanting.
We call their subject "bad".

You may say that;
Good and bad are relative.
But the fact is,
Their objects are relative.

You may realize that good and bad,
Having certain definitions.
Therefore what is good and evil are
Certainly absolute.

According to definitions,
You want good,
You don't want bad.
Very simple.

Accordingly;
If you are completely good,
As well as away from all bad,
You get all what you want.
Because, all your will would be
Completely true as compass!

You may think that
We also want pleasure and happiness,
We also don't want pain and distress.
But these are
Emotions positive and negative.

Positive ones include good.
Negative ones include bad.
The same can applies to your thoughts.

Then the question comes,
How is this relating to
Our dishliking to our lives?

When we say bad to something,
It means that you don't want that.
When we say good to something,
It means that, you want that thing.
So when we don't like our lives,
We find it bad.

What we say to something is,
Label showing that thing.
Bad is object of not wanting,
Good is object of wanting,
According to our saying accordingly.

So when we find the life,
Detesting, really bad, so so boring;
We just don't want the life.
That's why people **** themselves,
Because of suffering aspect of the life.
It is really disturbing fact,
So lets ask, how to avoid this.

The way is to become good fully.
I don't mean to be good person only.
It is to be good wholly wholly wholly
In everytime, every action!

It seems impossible though.
Because even we strive to good,
Big flows of energies
From outside and inside
Are pulling us to bad itself
Without any remorse!

That's why you would feel bad
When battery of your phone
Dies right now!

All these shows that,
Being good is not enough to be
Good wholly!

We need to have;
A blow of power,
River of persuasion,
Bomb of manipulation,
Flood of love and love
And more.

An effect making you
Feel like a god in the heavens!
It's not being the god as The Father.
It's feeling like being a god,
In order to create your wellness!

If you know the fact that
You can change what you
Think, wish, do!
Your only need is a little push
To the heaven of good!

I call this push the nectar.
Because it feeds the gods of Olimpus.
It makes their lives super well!

I am Lio, the nectar giver.
Through my waterfall of poems
You will understand better
What I am giving.

In a short time,
You will experience, live
Or even love if you want.

The nectar is my pill to bad in you.
I hope it will make you all well.
But I am really sure about that,
The nectar will be a glitter of good
In one minute of your life.

I hope this glitter to be the
Dawn showing your greatness!