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The Death of DreamsThe falling stars
--the foolish hopes of man;
like aching tears of sorrow
stream gently down the darkening sky
to bury deep within the quiet earth
insignificant and unobtrusive
the death of dreams
LeafThe single leaf trembles,
a deep green
If ever a life so filled with tears
could see its promises whispered.
A cup filled, brimming with emptiness,
poured out on unquenched dirt,
the love that it needs,
so violently denied.
spring is near.
An Ode to a BookS01V12B,
like endless echoes of tides
relentless in their seek
a battle never ceasing,
and upon our meeting,
A WhyWhy do you look at me
with those heavy eyes
that makes my heart weigh low?
I know it's not your intent
such things never are
and darling, we're both turned too far.
It's not love, nor friendship
and that makes me awonder
and yes, I want only one.
I have no interest in ever, ever the former
ever, ever, again.
The ComingI see its approach, a cloudy November dawning
set on a hazy morning bright.
The sweet green trees gleam
with pearl sunlight
that drifts through the dew and
dusty white light
that lightens, yet, hides
fears that surface at night.
Though beautiful to behold
the ache it fails to relieve,
you swore never to relive.
Now comes, after the saddest month,
the end draws near
and thus, winter, here.
Futile ExpressionsAnger and frustration
futility in expression
rages without form or meaning
hope or reason
vague and irreverent
to mask the truth
that bind me
It's a blind hatred to open
yet anguish to close
I prowl without rest
while my wounds fester
and I burnish them away
with scarce an eye
batted at the pain
The Best FriendThrough all the hopes and pain
endless nights of screams and shame
Unmoving, still you remained
my silent guardian
giving and unchanged
Though wasted poetry
does move you not
and angry fears will fail
to tame your burning glow
Your presence is a comfort
through hopeless untold years
Burn brightly with your
never will your smoulder falter
Give me now your cancerous sear
my cigeratte dear
your ashen lips I kiss
In the Hidden MoonlightSitting, shaken, memories abound
with nothing but single candle lit.
Although the silence engulfs
it comforts in its prevalence.
Fear, guilt, sadness, loss...
They empty my heart
in unending sorrow.
Pain clutches my physical being,
but its wretched hold redeems.
Stripped bare of my facade,
what is left to see?
An angry, bitter, twisted thing
with nothing there to show.
monsters❝ You're a monster, and I don't want anything to do with you. ❞
She’s a monster?
Oh, the THINGS Allison Argent could spit back right now;
words dipped in WOLFSBANE, tongue made of p o i s o n . She
could BREAK him right now. S h a t t e r his bones and leave
him a PILE OF ASH, the scent of burnt flesh permeating the air.
But she [ was not Kate. ] Could be, as easily as snapping
fingers, as easily as lighting a M A T C H . She could be Kate,
if she wanted. Could leave a werewolf broken, howling
I may not haveI fell in love
But not in deep love
I have been played like an opponent in a game
But not in a tournament
I've met mediocre liars
But not professional liars
I had flinging crushes
But not serious relationships
I may not have been broken by serious love
But I understand the feeling
I only know the sight of a player
Not a secret cheater
I know the idea of rejection
I don't know the idea of losing your true love
I heard Maybe later
But not Sorry I don't love you anymore
I may not have what you have
But I understand what's like to go through of being in love and out of love
Blue-jays that talk
and raccons that can't rap.
Random outgoing bananas
and hippie counselors who over-relax.
Talking gum-ball machines that are always mad,
and spherical headed men who mistake lollipops for cash.
I adore these cartoons, even though they tend to get bashed.
The older shows are gone and over, can't you accept that?
I know you want Cat-dog, Recess, and those 5 small kids that always had each others backs.
But you're gonna have to get used to Regular Show, Adventure Time, and that family of two rabbits, a fish, and two cats.
You're complaining about the new TV shows and how they suck?
We have better things to complain about, like the economy and how no one gives a--- fluff.
It's about time we all realize we can't change the past, but we can change our future <3
UntitledYou complete me,
waking up to your little snores,
There is no where i would rather be,
With you I couldnt ask for any more.
You show you care,
In a way different from I,
At first I thought it wasnt fair,
but i can see now how much you really try.
no matter what we disagree about,
regardless of any fight,
i know i just couldnt live without,
being with you is just so right.
Sensation Now Reveals IntentWritten letters of lament and sorrow
are stored in the closet for the ‘morrow——
Feathers float in the air to soothe
the tired palms that scribble across,
the lines of a paper.
Lines across and down filled with words,
that try to resemble psalms,
proverbs, all these verbs,
that are used to curb,
Yet, remains, those loathing thoughts
of worthlessness and solitude.
Where can an inch of gratitude be found?
Past the gates of comfort?
Past the cage that contains the fragments,
of a tormented soul?
Past the cemetery where the bones lay?
The broken ones are there,
Their gaze can not be contained
for their eyes roll to the ground.
In repentance for their actions
or those done onto them,
that lack of everything,
Aren’t you amazed?
How they can stay unfazed?
The GazelleYou twisted your knife inside of me
Carved out what was mine
Poured your agony into my soul
Left me retching, gasping for air
You let your words pervade me
used your madness to invade my very being
You killed my joy and glory
Brought only silent numbness
You smothered my spirit
You hijacked my mind
You broke my will
You withered my heart
Black as ink the poison spread
slowly through the veins
that clenched my barely beating heart.
With a cold hard sheet
of diamond dust
I layered the shattered pieces
and bleeding parts
So empty I was
I barely existed.
Never knowing, never thinking
Never questioning and never feeling.
"Don't try. Just do it."
Anger and bitterness
Hostility and prejudice
slowly wrapped their desolate coils round my body
like a serpent's around its prey
I was the gazelle,
Not understanding why,
my body broken, eyes glassy and uncomprehending,
as the venemous gaping mouth
devoured me whole.
I still don't understand.
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