SayanoraDon't you dare shed another tear,
I don't want to hear another word from you, "dear".
Spare me from another one of your lies,
I'm seeing you from all new eyes.
You and me,
we weren't meant to be.
From the beginning,
all you did was hide behind your falsehoods,
I could never tell when a truth was told,
but my heart was yours to hold.
Life goes on,
But you're never winning me back,
when all you do is attack.
Don't accuse me of not caring,
don't accuse me of not being there,
and don't accuse me of breaking your heart.
I never set out to hurt you,
but it seemed like you did.
You changed me,
and I feel worse now
than I ever did.
And because of that,
I have to go.
I have a life to get back.
stay out of my life...
Jumping AngelThere he stands again. He just stands. A dark figure non-descript from afar. I want to get closer. I pull my reluctant body, one leg then the next but he fades.Jumping Angel3 years ago in Spirit Day More Like This
On the fringe of my dream I feel the stabbing sensation of reality. Salty, warm tears pour down my pillow-imprinted cheeks. I desperately cling to a tiny spark of hope. Asleep is my faith I don't bother trying to wake it anymore. My days start as they always have, after chasing the nightmares from my sheets; a cold shower clears the murk from my eyes but not from my brain. The blue and white uniform hangs from my cupboard. I pull the crisp white shirt over my bra. I thread my legs through the blue skirt which gets buttoned just above my belly button. Black shoe polish has left stains on my white shocks but that's ok. What is one more stain? My doctor's scalpel has left long, thin, scares on my body. Familiar fingerprints stain my memory; my failure stains my courage.
Sometimes when I dream, I am under a UV light
I am wearing purple.Oh, pretty baby, with your broken wing mouth and your moon swallowed gaze, come sit with me for a while. I'll hold your hand and let your mind quiet. If you want to cry, I'll cradle your ache in my palms and I'll break open your insecurities so that they become mine for a while instead. Maybe you know who you are, and maybe you don't; it's okay, baby baby, I love you. I don't know who I am yet either. I thought I loved him and him and him but they all broke broke broke me. I have pictures of beautiful women all over my room, role models to aspire to, beautiful women with beautiful souls, and they've been hurt too. There's Megan Fox and Marilyn Monroe and Lady GaGa and Britney Spears and so many other beautiful women covering my wall, floor to ceiling. They've been hurt and judged and beaten down but they stand for something, confidence and pain and strength, and show us your little monster, dear baby, show us your goddamn teeth and put your paws up! This isn't all make believe and thinI am wearing purple.3 years ago in Spirit Day More Like This
A Single Touch of KindnessFire burns in the sky above the mountainA Single Touch of Kindness3 years ago in Literature As Prints More Like This
Water like ice falls from the smoldering clouds
Lava bursts out from the hill like a fountain
And the air is heavy and dark like funeral shrouds
The lightning cracks through the dark heavy air
The wind throws dust like solid walls of blindness
Thunder shakes the sky and gives the soil a scare
Songs of the dead whistle in the air with a touch of kindness