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He promised that he'd watch over me.Like a Hawk and it’s Prey,
You are patient and gentle at first.
You lurk in the depths of my mind,
Playing and toying with me,
Pressuring your hunt until,
You have trapped me.
That sleek, cool persona becomes deadly.
Your sharp movements are too smooth to avoid.
You know what you are doing,
You have done this many times before.
Your swift movements are fluid and,
I am at the mercy of you,
Knowing what is about to happen.
Alarm bells ring within my mind,
But there is nothing I can do to prevent this.
Your claws are too deep within my skin to stop.
All I can do is follow this chain of life and,
Feel the pain you inflict.
Feel the passion as you do so.
Feel the blood gush out of my pulsing, frail body.
Feel the last breath upon my skin.
I look deep into your eyes as you cut me off from existence completely,
Falling under your trance once more.
I'm not going to fall like a piece in your Domino“Shh, it’s Ok”
Hush, don’t fret
Stop worrying about if’s and buts
I’m willing to lead
Just go with the flow
This is our natural course
So take my hand
Come this way
I’m here for you,
Don’t be afraid.
That’s what they always say.
Wake Up‘Look at me and whatta ya see’…
A girl who can’t seem to stop dreaming of what life could be
She can’t seem to wake up
And see the reality of her wondrous life
Always wishing upon a star
Never realising the power of god
While a man sits beside her
Until she opens her eyes
And she her dream before her.
Oh why must we dance in the dark?Why not me
It’s a question I ask a lot
Why not me
I’m just as pretty
Why not me
I’m just as smart
Why not me
I’m just as good as her!
As everyone else on this damn planet!
But then a guy asks
Why not her
She’s just as pretty
Why not her
She’s just as smart
Why not her
She just as good, no better!
Than everyone else on this damn planet!
But I’m too busy questioning why,
That I don’t realise that he’s the guy,
The guy who will make me shine deep within the night sky.
Don't do it like the moviesDon’t stroke my cheek
Although I long for your touch.
Don’t smile at me in ‘that way’,
However much you make me blush.
Don’t look into my eyes and see me whole,
Even though only you can do that.
Don’t kiss me so soft and tender,
But yours are the only lips I want to kiss.
Don’t wipe my tears away and hold me tight,
Yet you are the only one who can make things right.
You can fold me into a paper airplane and make me fly.
Can someone turn on a light?Confused and lost
I don’t know how to feel.
That the silence is deafening.
That it seems nature.
‘X’ marks the spot but I don’t know the path.
Oh please help me find me way back.
Please be HappyPlease be happy.
That is all I wish for.
Although you will never feel the same way,
It doesn’t mean that I will stop caring.
So take her hand,
Hold on tight.
She is the one that will keep the light in the night.
You are meant for each other.
I should have known.
I see that now.
She is a beautiful sight.
You always had that ‘special connection’.
But my feelings don’t matter
Towards how we could have been.
Just please be happy,
Just for me.
My Ending...I laughed at people wishing
I mocked the shooting stars
I criticised children dreaming
I shouted at reasoning
I abused god's prayers
I blamed everything and anything for my ending.
Medias and Societies ReasoningToo fat,
Too much of this and not of that.
I don’t have enough talent,
Just about average,
I’m a little too strange to make the cut.
I don’t have the quality,
Too naive to understand,
To useless to make it.
These are the reasons,
These are the excuses,
These are the so-called-facts,
As to why I am worthless.
How to love a girl who can't love herself.one.
When she cries herself to sleep
six out of seven nights a week you must
say nothing. You must simply take
her in your arms and kiss her gaunt,
pale cheeks and wait for her to
slumber at the sound of your heart.
On the days where she wishes she
were part of the stars, tell her
no. Tell her that there are too many
lights in the sky and that just one
would be forgotten the moment you looked
away from it. Tell her that she is perfect
the way she is: completely human.
Don't let her think about the scars
that no one but her can see. If she
says "I think I'm broken" smile like you
know a secret and say, "No, you're mending."
But do not be the one to fix her - no, she
Skin.I love the way life leaves its mark on our bodies.
Every laugh and smile etched in the crinkles around your eyes and mouth;
Those tan-lines the time you forgot about sunscreen
Because you were so hell-bent on reaching that mountain peak
Or when you just became lost in the gentle lap of waves at the shore;
The scars you got skateboarding in the park at summer dusk
Or when life became pain and it was your only release.
Our bodies are a record of our memories and experiences
They are our travel journals and emotional diaries
Our delicate armour to the elements.
And no matter its colour, its stature, if it's not quite intact
If you sometimes think it takes up too much space, or if it has pointy corners
Your body is the vessel for your soul, and every wonderful facet of who you are
Sparkles from the surface of your skin.
Skin that may grow to be wrinkled, tanned, scarred, well lived-in
Although not always embraced by you the way that others embrace it.
Take the time to explore the s
the only letter I've ever wanted to burni.
if you want to give someone the silent treatment,
the first step is shutting up.
things made much more sense
when I was younger.
I thought there was one path,
each choice a stepping stone upon it.
in reality there are a million roads
intertwined like rope.
I got lost
I chose you.
promises are easily broken.
I knew that,
but it still hurt
spending friday night
shivering in the rain,
choking on cannabis perfume
in a dirt parking lot
your face never graced.
and I hoped against hope
you might appear,
but I wasted my wishing
on ungrateful you.
you died before taking your first breath.
I took a chance
and I should've known better.
you can give somebody all you have
and nothing can stop them from
throwing it away.
you've made this bed,
now lie in it.
you slit this suture,
you're the goddamn reason
I gave up on the month of april,
and soon enough you'll fall on your own blade
like some drunken samurai.
if you want
The scarsLife hurts us
It causes us to bleed
Time can heal the wounds
And stop the pain
But the scars remain
For the rest of our lives....
car crash on an empty roadit happened before
we did. it was more a person
than you or I or that boy
in the park trying
to convince us to
stupid. it happened
before your smile
cracked the sky in half, before
our laughters slurred into
a dissonant song, before
your fingers traced the stories
lying on my face before I knew
just how many pieces of sunshine
were trapped in your hair before
the walls became the ceiling and
I wasn’t claustrophobic.
things I remember:
the red blur of your room like
God was experimenting with the
symbolism in modern art, the
tri-tone shimmering of your eyes
like the surface of the water, the way
you defined perfection as a scale of
women ending with a less than sensible
me, the way you always moved like
you were dancing and no one was there to
Die AloneI take apart her heart
And lay the pieces down
In a circular form.
Let her bleed a work of art.
I forgot I’m crazy.
I’ll whisper my secrets
Only if she promises
To die here alone with me.
things i don't rememberi.
what you sounded like
as my ears were forming
what dreams or secrets
you confided in me
what pressures sunk
your proud shoulders
or the first time
i caused you
where i was when i decided
that your footsteps
should be followed
that your ideals
should be made my own
on my body
as i learned the world's ways
do not align
with our hopes
when i first
how my feet dangled
every time i wasn't strong enough and
how you made the world
how you were
figuring it all out
thought that life
Our Weight and RopesYour life, little flower
like a snake
from a can
lungs not ready
you hit the air
it hit you
months too early
this life on earth
and its lightning
hit and burnt
nothing about you
was anywhere near
and ever so luckily
your wings were
slow to form too
as it was all
we could do
were barely enough
to keep you
from floating away
pulled back inside
and years later
we're the ones
My leap of faithI dare to dream
A dream so big
A dream so wild
A dream so sweet
I strive to fly
To fly so high
To fly so long
To fly so fast
I leap to feel
A leap so strong
A leap so great
A leap so wonderful
I fall to understand
To realise the truth
To realise the reality
To realise the bitterness
The madness of my life will always be bittersweet
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