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Beautiful Torture

Today I was told that I was an above average weightBy a lady whose business it wasn't.Vogue has allocated me eighty pounds of space,And the populace berates me for taking more. Their own models are shrunken and abused into becoming the average.(The scary part of that sentence is the fact t..

Poisoned Apple of My Eye

Tonight, I said goodbye to two very special people. One I cried over And one I collapsed over. One couldn't care less, And walked away from me. The other said that I will be missed, Hugged me three times, Took our picture, and allowed me to walk away. Both set my bloo..

Wildfire

My way of saying goodbye

Letter to God

Dear God,Hi. It’s me again. I’ve got a question for you.Can we have another Christmas?I know the season’s for peace, and good will and all,But it’s not what we need.God, we’ve screwed up this world so bad, that what we needIs another Messiah.Another savior.Another redee..

The Angels of Malvern Flowers

Dear Flower-shop Ladies, I am sorry that I do not knowyour names,But I wanted to say thank you. So many people are afraid ofteenagers,And most people hate us.So when I walked into your store,I didn’t expect anything different.I told you what I was looking..

Alyssa

My dog is afraidAnd I don’t know why,But I think it has something to do with bad people.In any case,She’s on the floor sleeping next to me.She loves the sound typing makes(Or so I think)Because she’s always hiding in here,Just like me.

Breaking

How long?How much longer before I break, .......................Most literally? ..

Suns of Amber Hue

Yes, it is for you, Love <3 <3 <3

Fears

Sometimes I wonder whether or notI really have friends.And I feel bad after, because I lovemy friends.But I still have to wonder,Is it possible they could love meback?Is there any way to love aninstrument-For that’s what I fear I am tothem; an instrument.S..

Fri(end)

Is there any point in lovingpeople?And I don’t mean love-love,Just love at all.Is there a high before the fall?Because I’ve loved people, but I’vereached the point,Where each person is justdelusionsFrom a half-forgotten joint,Made up from facts..

Clipping Angel Wings

I wishThere was someoneWho could ask me if I was okay,And really want to know the answer.I’d still lie, anyway,But I wish I could tell them the truth. And if I was telling the truth, I wish I could tell them thetruth without being afraid;Afraid that t..

Forgotten

I am forgotten,Just some faded memory,A girl that you once knew,When you lived in better days.When the sun was warm,And you lied beside,The rip and roar Or a falling tide.My face is like the haunting,Of some hung-over dream.There’s a word that matche..

Heartbreak at a Diner

Just another casualty in a theater kid's life, c'est la vie...

One Year

November 1st, 2011

I Really Do Love You

for a beautiful girl who doesn't believe me when i tell her that she's lovely... it may be selfish, but stay strong love, because i cannot live without you.

To You, Lacey Sturm

A letter to a lovely lady <3 i'll never stop loving you, even if i must stop buying your CDs...

Pathological Liar

Oh what a hypocrite youare,All of you whisperingghosts.You speak of the coolbreezes of heaven,While I, in hell, stillroast.You tell me self-apathy isa sin,And that I really shouldrepent.No person should ever hatethemselves,Nor should hatred be ever..

With Which Weapon Do YOU Kill?

Oh Juliet,Poison or daggers?Which of these deaths do you chose?Each will ultimately find their placeAnd play in the end upon you.You're very near now to the final drawingof you and your very last breath,It’s time to choose which you will use in bringing your..

Mottephobia

Mottephobia- the fear of moths So apparently this is a real phobia? I can't even begin to explain it. They're just so absolutely horrifyingly frightening. I'd rather fight a person than a moth...

Two Hundred and Sixty-Five

You don't know what people are going through. Please. It's never "just one comment." It's "just one more."

The Pains of Atlas

Oh Atlas, no world is upon your shoulders,When you put in comparative weight,Of lifting a heart upon thy breast,Which you have been taught to hate. What pain can beset that of which,This realm has not a cure?For only through the immortals’ transpires,Ca..

La répétition de près de mourir

Translation- The Repeatition of Almost Dying

Giving In

I am done playing superman.I am not God.I am made of strand upon strand of DNA,And every molecule is seducing me.I cannot fight who I am,What I am,Although I know I should.I have been told I am a bad person,And maybe this is true.So perhaps it’s time to ..

Pleasing Everyone

You may be the finest flower,The crowned beauty of the street.You may have the prettiest petals,And a scent that will never be beat. Your head may raise to heaven,With all of your uglyness fallen,But, my darling, there will always be those,Who are allergic to pollen.

The Necessities of Identity

I am the girl born a bit off,I’m silly and strange in my ways.I am the mystic who only at night,Will lift up her arms to give praise. I am the doctor, who can cure all afflictions,Except for the one I endure. I am the master atbuilding brick wal..

The Siren's Song

written a long time ago (by that i mean five months). decided i liked it enough to put it up :)

Souris rue

Translation- Street Rat

Jour de marché

Translation- Market Day

Relapsed Cycle

FireAnd burningHeatHeads turningSmoldersAnd ashBand-AidAnd gashTearsAnd painNew rulesNew gameSmilesAnd pleasureHappinessForeverThoughtsAnd mirrorsOld wonderingsOld fearsHesitantSlowSmall fireSmall glowLurid dreamsBigger flameNew fireOld game

Abused

A stinging slap mark,Hangs on her face.The words are all cruel,Meant to put her in place.The pain is too real,So with tears in her eyes,She’ll look quickly away,And bleed out last cries.She’s on the floor now,As the ref counts to three,Her opponent just smiles,She’s easy to beat.On..

The Crisis of Normality

I've spent all my life trying to be normal. Once, I achieved it quite by accident. It was the worst feeling I've ever known.

La première étoile de la nuit

Translation- The First Star of the Night

Flash Forward

Pain is what man is best at. It’s also what we fear the most.And pain is what I felt when he looked at me. He says nothing, just stares wide eyed, the words caught on his breath. I can see my name dancing behind his lips; part of me wants to hear him say it, just one last time before we both d..

Treason in the Highest Degree

In a world where selfishness means survival, religion is an unspeakable crime, and life itself is treason, ask yourself- What would you rather be, living or alive?

First to judge are Last to see

I s insanity as scary as they make it sound? M aybe it’s just passion, all filtered profound.U nless through eyes man dare not keep,S ilence their voice, andT ell them to sleep. B eauty enraptures beyond a sixth sense, notE veryone sees, so everyone’s tense. I nsomnia lace..

The Murders of Silence

Silence comes on a deadly card,His lips are tied, and his face is scarred,He’ll leave a coin to mark his place,Like a book mark left behind a book’s face.He’ll never hunt within a pack,We’re picked off by ones,And ended like that.A swift kiss, to steal your soul.The victim&rs..

Phantom of Nightmares

A dream journalIs perhaps the most personal item a being can own.It betrays our subconscious,That misty area between good and evil,Where all of our desires are fed.And so,It is with shaking hands,That I turn the pages.My pages.My twisted, lurid, night visions.I fear not my own mind,For I own it, if ..