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A Tiny BlinkLove
Deep, glittering lights in two eyes
Not a thing or object,
Never faked.
Smile, each expression beautiful.

People touch.
Priceless and delicate
It moves the moment a tiny blink.

Mors AtraDust motes gathered in the corners of her lips
Bruised and rotting her mottled lungs fell apart
The skin of her wrists were smudged with pretty pink roses
And below her dissolving pupils just above the plains of her cheekbones
Were streaks of yellowed pages and posies
And ten days later she fell asleep under a bed of earth and soil

yesterday nighti woke and looked up,
and saw the night sky swallow
the moon with its clouds

and i closed
my eyes and dreamed of
long-gone stars.

Goodbye, miscarried babyI love the little baby that I never got to hold
The baby that I never got to see.
And maybe, just maybe that baby would love us, too
If only that baby got to be.

I love the little baby that was never able to smile
Never even able to survive.
And maybe that baby would have a life worth living
If only that baby was alive.

And maybe that baby had mommy's blue eyes
And daddy's smile, and grandma's tight hugs.
And honestly, there's no way to describe that little baby
And no way to describe the way it was loved.

Hero ComplexI bartered my soul away
For the boy with wolf eyes
He locked me behind his teeth

He carved snake bites into my lips
And tore apart the gilded edges of my lashes
In an endeavor to uncover some semblance of my siren words

He broke apart my ribs in an attempt
To find my landmine heart
Which held no sound

pep talkYou're on the toppest pinnacle of the world
You're gonna jump. I know you are
So shut your eyes
And maybe swear a little bit
Take a deep breath

Jump; you're not gonna die
Because I have faith in you
Because you're a pony
Because you're a kangaroo
You're a PONYKANGAROO!
......poing.......
W
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....crack.....

sorry...my bad...oops?

The 4th of JulyOn the fourth of July last year, I became a murderer.

I remember how the day started out, normal and all with my parents shouting at each other and banging doors and my baby brother crying and I'm trying to get out of there as quickly as possible. It was the very average day and if I let that bring me down I would've killed myself a long time ago. But I always keep bringing to mind what the school counselor keeps telling me, "you have to be positive Jayce, that's very important." I hear my dad shouting from behind, asking about my destination and I tell him that it's school. He just says, "it better be school Jayce. I don’t like it whe

Snow White SyndromeI seem to have forgotten the sound of my own heartbeat
Splitting apart my limbs I've found the source of my insanity
Coiled around veins and arteries
Star dust and a lazy man’s drug
Has put me to sleep under fictitious pretenses
Of forbidden apples and two faced prince charming’s

Morning Light“Morning Light”

These hills that I’ve traversed
Within each and every verse
Have led me to believe
In all the things I see
And where I am right now
I could never imagine how
I have gotten myself to stand
On my own two feet again

I thought I could never dream
Or at least in what I mean
Or maybe this is fake
And these thoughts I can not shake
So sad and unaware
Bad thoughts are always there
Floating in my head
Taunting me instead

I don’t want to be naïve
And believe in what I see
But this thing called pressure
Is more than I can measure
Anxiety never disappears
Even though the ones I fear
Have finally gone away
I st

InsomniaNow now, all of you. It’s late.

Mind, stop wandering all over creation. You can only juggle so many things at once.

Neck, stop whining. Sometimes, life puts us in uncomfortable positions, and you just have to accept that.

Nose, I’m worried about you. You’ve been stuffed up and shut off from everything all evening… in the morning, I want you to open up more.

On the other hand, you, heart, would do well to be quiet every once in a while, especially at this late hour. No one wants to hear about your newest anime crush at 1:00 am.

Extremities, calm yourselves. Stop all your nervous fidgeting; it’s very distrac

In The BeginningI escaped prison and was born.

Not the SameWith sweetened words spoken, lips met.

ClearMy box is transparent,
For all to see,
The reflection is happy,
In her crystal clear cage,
But my heart is screaming,
In absolute rage,
"Cant you see me!?"
"Don't you care!?"
"Im in agony over here!"

I watch you pass me,
And my crystal prison,
Tears clouding my vision,
Yet the reflection she dances,
Not a care in the world,
"What a sweet, happy girl!"
You call to my projection,
Her babblings stupid and worthless,
I hate the reflection,
Her sweet, funny perfection,
"Im not mindless!"
"Just hurt..."
My whispers fall flat in the dirt.

"This box is just glass!"
"Cant we break it? Cant we try?"
My fists pound on the glass,
That's kept me so long,
Making me feel so cheap,
So dirty and wrong,
"Is there somethi

The StruggleIf I could paint a thousand pictures
Full of everything I see
I still wouldn't be able to capture
A single thread of green

I wouldn't do the waters justice
or give spring berries their hue
I could paint a thousand pictures
But could never capture you

I could pick a piece of cotton
and bury it in the sand
I would be a trombone player
But couldn't be in the band

I could sing the praises of warriors
Who'd never gotten their due
I could dance an Argentine tango
But could never compare to you

I could mix up an elixir
Guaranteed to fixer
But still it wouldn't be true
For the truth has eluded

Not only me,
But also eluded you

Stay Inside Your Mind.Stay inside your mind,
close the doors to your heart,
reinforce the walls of that broken soul.

They told you to,
kill those emotions,
and bury them deep within.

Now your dead,
living and breathing yes,
but emotionally dead.

It's a terrible thing,
to realize that nothing,
really matters anymore.

Just keep being alive,
but not living anymore;
that's worst than being dead I'd say!

But soon the THING happens,
people near you die,
and something ressurects.

Rising from the depths,
a fire inside you,
rekindled by death of a one you loved.

No doors will hold your heart,
your mind gone off,
that soul of yours are breaking down the walls.

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Lone Knight

by ~txtaholic9, Aug 7, 2012, 4:25:13 PM
Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

_{Lone knight
Blood cape twisting with the breeze
Thou art changed.

He watches
Under ocean waves frozen in stone
Thou art changed.

The cries
Of other horses cause a twitch
In the eyes of his steed
Thou art changed.

They said
You are in exile. Do not
Return. We will hunt you down.
Thou art translated.

Where will you go, o lonely
Knight?

These angular walls are not home.

This hoof-smoothed path holds no
Life.

The skies
Bleed with screams of carrion birds
Thou art forsaken

Your eyes
Hold one dark spark of grief
Thou art alone.}