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HerI never knew her name. Nobody did.
She wasn’t like the other girls, though everyone was united beneath the black leather and metal studs we kept hidden from society. Where the others sang, she screamed. Where they swayed, she thrashed. Where they slowly ground their hips and maintained eye contact, she was lost beneath a curtain a wild, untamed hair; her rage and passion overtaking everything until there was only the music in her soul to guide her. Where others batted their eyelids and giggled, she was matching the men on the boxing machine – even beating some. They spat out their drinks in surprise, caught somewhere between admi
Why wont you let go?Do you know what it feels like?
To feel nothing yet delve
into the darkness,
plunging into the unknown.
The unknown consumes you,
and you don't know
what to do with yourself.
Because you're just that detached;
isolated from everyone else.
You don't feel angry, oh no.
That isn't what you feel.
You just feel void, empty.
Like there's no emotion in you,
no one can contemplate,
or even understand you.
And you're just plagued
by this idea that
you brought this upon yourself.
All this sadness,
is because of you
and because you
wont let go.
And because you wont let go,
it'll keep coming back and
coming back to haunt you -
VoicesThe voices overwhelm me
They overcome me
I can feel everything
Squirm beneath my flesh
Burn inside my mind
I feel everything.
It becomes too much
Then they're silent
The world outside becomes surreal
And suddenly I'm numb
I can't cry
I can't escape
I can't breath
Its too late... I felt it coming.
I screamed-- I cried-- I clawed my nails into reality
Just trying not to get sucked inside
But I'm already gone.
GlitchStatic arises along her face. Her eyes are altering to a haze. Her expression is drawn to blank as she becomes part of a faint memory.
I sit beside her, her static hand held in mine. I don't know if this is reality or a lucid dream. But the anguish I feel is my castigation.
Her hair slashes at me when the breeze becomes a tempest. And her static body develops zigzag lines across her torso and face. She gives me a reassuring smile. But within my mind, that smile is a suppressed secret. Digital fragments of her body break away and dance with the tempest.
“Where do you think we go when we glitch?” she asked before she knew her lif
Can You ?Can you read between the lines,
Can you see,
Or are you blind,
What can I be.
I'm a train wreck,
After our quarrel,
Yes you did this,
And you'll do it tomorrow.
But I don't mind,
I am addicted,
To pain that binds,
A million scars,
Mark my mind,
You went to far,
With what you said.
So feel the wind,
On your face,
Succumb to it,
A cold embrace.
'Cause you are one in the same,
See you were the hurricane,
That tore apart my life,
And left me to my device.
I Want It To EndTrapped within this cage
With voices that share my face and age
I used to be strong
But my injured soul left me weak
They sing their glory song
Waiting for my shriek
They will most likely get their wish
Because I want to scream
To let it out and end this
My HateI hold a sword up against
Can't you see that my anger is infinite,
my rage unquenched?
Can you not hear me snarling
I would strike you down
given half a chance,
and for no more reason
than to watch you die.
TrustTo the one whom I love the most:
Bitter tears that fall so slow
Pain inside that burns me deep
Not betrayal, but lack of trust
This is what I fear the most
How did it come to this?
Just a few days, and our bond is gone
You, I was closest to
You, I valued the most
You, I trusted, always
But you no longer trust me
You keep your pain hidden from me
Answer my questions with silence
Do you know, really understand, just how much that hurts me?
I lay awake at night, worrying about you
And you push me away
Refuse my help
But it doesn't anger me
I could never be angry at you
It just makes me... Sad
PassageSilently, you enter my life with grace
Engraving your name gently
Right on the walls of my heart
And with ease you gained something special
Passage to all my thoughts, all my desires
Hopefully you will want to stay
Wake me up whenWake me up, when crying is only for those moments that are unbearably beautiful.
Wake me up, when helping someone else, is done genuinely and joyfully.
Wake me up, when society becomes less interested in falsities and more aware of truth.
Wake me up, when equality is real, apparent, strong and inevitable.
Wake me up, when children's innocence is untainted with maturity.
Wake me up, when control is dead and freedom roams wildly.
Wake me up, when poverty only exists in bad decisions.
Wake me up, when money is last, on the peoples to get list.
Wake me up, when power belongs to us, and not the self-proclaimed.
Wake me up, when we heal the ea
Keeping secretsHave you ever cried yourself to sleep?
And if someone asked you that,
how would you answer?
Truth be told, I used to -
Just lie in bed and think,
think about every single thing
and how I felt about it...
what it meant to me.
But I'll just say no,
because I don't want you to know
about how weak I am.
And it is when all is silent,
the tears will slide slowly,
soaking your pillow.
Like a movie,
the scene plays out in your head
of all those times when you were
damaged and broken.
Replayed and replayed until
all the images end up blur and disjointed.
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?
Yes, I have - many times, in fact.
Inside Out.Inside Out.
Do you love my insides?
You know the parts you can’t see.
The parts that constructively divide,
All the places where you can’t be.
Do you love my internals?
You know all my unexploited crevices.
All the words I leave out of my journal.
The soft tissue areas that offer no benefits.
Do you love my fleshy, raw fillings?
You know the boring and bloody parts.
The features that are not made for kissing.
The invisible strokes that add to this body of art.
You see it’s my exterior that attracts you
But it’s my interior that made this possible.
So when my insecurities inadvertently attack you,
Why Did You Have To Say Hello?I really, really wish I hadn’t looked into those eyes.
Or seen that smile, or those fingers twisting around a wooden pencil, or even heard that voice.
I wish I hadn’t met you.
Because now I can’t forget you.
Your words roam about my mind. You’re a poet, a dreamer, a visionary like me. By all the world’s logic, I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I should hate you. I should despise you with all the passion hidden behind these long sweater sleeves and square-rimmed glasses.
But I don’t.
For some, random, goddamned reason, I don’t.
And I know it would never work out. I see the way you lo
My SongThe music swirls all around,
till all I hear is the joyous sound,
twirling, spinning, moving me,
and the endless notes are all I see.
The beat becomes my hearts own.
I feel as though the light has shown,
and all the sadness fades away,
and I finally see a happier day.
My lips part, and I sing along
To such a redeeming, beautiful song.
These moments come and go too fast.
I enjoy them greatly as they last.
I laugh in glee.
I feel so free.
What magic is this,
this utter bliss?
Stay with me, my pretty song,
with you the days don't seem so long.
With you I am so filled with hope,
I know with you, somehow I'll cope.
Together we'll stay.
Last ChanceI love you,
More than you know.
But your love for me,
Is only a show.
I’ll never understand,
What keeps me coming back.
Though you’re good with words,
You’re completely void of tact.
It must mean something,
That I still want you.
No matter what happens,
No matter what you do.
I think about you constantly,
I dream of you at night.
I’m ashamed of the images,
My mind conjures even in the light.
I’ve never said the words,
But you should know how I feel.
Do I actually need to say it,
For you to know it’s real?
Do you love me?
As I do you?
Are we both just too stubborn,
To say what is true?
I guess it&rsquo
EgoA failed escape
It feels like freedom
When the mind and body have fusion
You will wake up one day
and to your dismay
you'll find its all and illusion
Purest CrimeI have a diamond in a box
It sits in a safe that's tightly locked
In darkness its beauty is forever sealed
Its gleaming features never revealed
Crooks and thieves that crave its wealth
Have tried to steal it with their stealth
Failure follows them every time
Death is the penalty for this crime
Often times, to make them feel shame
I have them participate in a little game
They bet their souls like poker chips
Completely aware of what's at risk
If they win, I will hold up my side of the deal
And give them what they came to steal
But if their game results in loss
Their souls are placed inside my box
The diamond inside is not of ca
MisscommunicationI am too excluded
Cast out amongst the dark
For your eyes to ever see
That I’m falling apart
I paint upon a canvas
With invisible ink
But I realize you’ll never know
What it is I truly think
And as the days go by
My calls fall on deaf ears
My reality has become
One of my biggest fears
Deeper into the darkness
I shy from your light
Just like the sun needs the moon
I will be your night
PREY NO MOREPREY NO MORE
Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.
A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.
“Hello?” he called.
The sound of swishing fabric.
“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.
Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.
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