Tea TimeMore Like This
it's almost tea time
i run as fast as I can
to the little house
my grandma and me
sit down to a cup of tea
happy as can be
A Tale of a Snowy PlaceThere he was. Sitting on the bench, hunkered over and covered in a large brown coat that was far too big for a scrawny kid like he was. I probably wouldn't have noticed him if not for the fact that I'd known him for years. True, we'd never met in person. And true enough that I only had a few pictures of him, but I knew him and I knew his features. I knew his predominant front teeth. I knew his dimples that appeared when he grinned. I even knew the way his eyes bunched in the corners when he laughed. I knew him.More Like This
I can't be positive where we were, surely not in my hometown, for the skyscrapers I grew up with were nowhere to be seen. It wasn't until I passed him that he looked up. The sun, now in the middle of the sky, reflected on the frame of his glasses. His mouth was opened a tiny bit, as if caught mid-sentence. I stopped and turned my entire body towards him, my hands still shoved in my pant pockets. Cold air blew against my face, making the tip of my nose feel painful, and I almost
Be A True YouPut on a fake smileMore Like This
Start the new day
Try to get through it
It'll all be okay
Fool the crowd
They don't know any better
They may know your name
But not your story
Pull back the tears
Tell them you're fine
Soon you begin to believe
That life is only full of lies
Ignore the haters
They thrive on your pain
So don't play their game
Just keep on walking
Slam the door shut
Turn the music up
Take a deep breath
Let it drown the world out
Hug your pillow to your chest
Cry away what's eating you inside
Scream the hurt away
Don't let it break you no more
Remember to remind yourself
It's okay to not be okay
Nobody is perfect
In the end we are all human
Just stay true to yourself
No matter what they say
Because all that really matters
Is being who you really are
Wistful"I am the boy who wants to loveMore Like This
your misshapen words,
your broken hearted pieces,
your ink split fingers.
I am the boy who wants to kiss
those scar tattooed arms,
that tear stained face
mend what has been broken.
I am the boy who can
make your heart
sing poetry again."
If only he would say it
like he had
Dead Bodies Don't Cryi.More Like This
You are born with twisted feet
and a pockmark on your chest.
Your poor mother is drenched in sweat,
straining to breathe,
thanking God it's over.
She cradles you in her arms
and kisses your forehead with curved lips.
Your father reaches out to hold you
but has to pause because
your mother will not release you yet.
The family pays a visit,
hovering in awe, praising, laughing.
You look around for someone to blame.
When you learn to write
you use all the wrong letters
because you feel sorry for the ones
that get left out, like X and Z.
And you wear mismatched clothes
because you don't like the idea that
only certain colors "go together."
The first time you are punched
in the face it is by a girl with pigtails and braces.
You're sitting on a swing,
digging your toes into the dirt,
when she approaches
and says she thinks you're weird.
You tell her she's even weirder, and her fist
goes sailing into your jaw.
You're red and sore for two days.
You meet your first crush
on bleachers that
Are you blind?Are you blind to my misery,More Like This
Or do you choose not to look?
I want to share my story,
But you close me like a book.
I'm screaming as I cry,
But you refuse to hear.
Look away as I die,
Ignore each little tear.
Am I not loud enough?
Is that why you ignore my scream?
My life is tough,
Help me escape this bad dream.
I scream a bit higher.
Please, I need your help!
My circumstances are dire.
I'm losing myself.
But you do not help me,
And I've decided to give up.
Maybe then you'll see.
Ha! That's just my luck.
Because I am addicted to youMore Like This
My heart still beats like yours
I still remember that day
The pavements were wet
But there was no October rain.
You kept my soul between your paper-cuts
And took my kisses born in June
My soul is safe between your flesh
All of 27 grams belong to you.
And I pulled your shirt to my body
I found your lips on mine
Your fingers were in my hair
Your eyes whispered: "Forever thine".
The sheets were crumpling under us
I felt the weight of your body on me
You know my touches were begging:
"Honey,don't ever leave!"
You love me.
And make me smile.Everyday.
I didn't a thing.
You're here now,you chose to stay.
They tell me :
"This is not the way you should live"
But I have you for my own,
You're the brand upon my skin.
All EndsIf you cut you'll bleedMore Like This
If you bleed you'll die
If you're sad you'll smile
And if you smile it's a lie
If you lie you'll live
If you live you'll die
If you cheat you'll win
And if you win you'll cry
If you cry you'll lose
If you lose you'll die
If you run you'll stay
And if you stay you'll fly
If you fly you'll fall
If you fall you'll die
'Cause no-one will catch you
If your life is a lie.
VictimMore Like This
That could obliterate the indestructible
That can crush any emotional-barrier
That seems beyond cruel
That is far out of control
It's impossible almost every night / You're the one who left me traumatized
As my lungs become EVER-so numb / This damage can NEVER be undone
Then my wounded memory floods / You will always be a part of my blood
Gasping for air
Holding my head
Afflicted by despair
I will never be able to forget
Living like this
One can only pretend
There is no such thing as darkness
But I knew I could not prevent the end
A part of me
Has that one wish
There was no tragedy
Ever to begin with
Innocence is held down
By what cannot be seen
Dark images are bound
Thou will forever be a part of me
I want to be set free / From your relentless agony
I'm starting to forget what it's like / To feel a complete soul inside
Though I hope you're doing well / I can't wait to see you here in hell
S. NoteMore Like This
Dear mother, dear father
Dear brother, dear sister
Don't worry, you still have each other
And without me you're all so much stronger
Leave me behind and let me go, I promise the days will get brighter
Dear teachers, dear counselors
Dear therapists, dear doctors
You have my gratitude for what you all did
But I hit rock bottom too many times, and this last one was it
The end of the road again, as if no one could have kept me from a coffin
I was not fit to live life
I failed at everything, every time
I sincerely did my very best, I really tried
I just could no longer stand feeling so powerless inside
I lay wide awake every night
I prayed and prayed and asked "why?"
I was always silently drowning in the tears I cried
I am done with suffering, so this is where I draw the line
This is the end
One with a resentful beginning
It all came crashing down to nothing
It's what's only right, so I know what I'm doing
Dear friends, dear betrayers
Dear relatives, dear des
Whispering to LuciferWhispering to Lucifer:More Like This
Humans are such wonderous creatures
even when granted the gift of knowledge
They fall prey to their own insecurities
slaves to their own fears and paranoia
Such is the father's gift of free will...
Yes my lord, I understand
but do you not feel disappointment?
The great bringer of light has condemned himself to an eternity of darkness
simply so his father's children may roam free
Without adversity, there can be no acension...
Ah, such a philosophical statement from you
I am well aware that humans must experience both extremes
Without tasting joy it would be impossible to understand sorrow
Yet I fear that my brothers have forgotten that, in a single minded pursuit of-
Aye, clever you are to see that
for these brothers of mine find comfort in the wondrous art of destruction
self-abuse is taken as 'fun', addiction is a personal right
Greed is good and gluttony is gold, sloth is scoffed at
and wrath is protected by the comforting
This is All About YouThis Is All About You:More Like This
Most people giving you advice, might take a quote from a book
Most people giving you advice, have never had a real look
So from someone who's been watching, let me lay my heart bare
I want to show you all the special things, about the girl for whom I care
She always does her very best, no matter how tough the task
Even when she's struggling, she puts on a brave mask
She's always trying to learn new things, just for a chance to make you proud
She can be a little bit quiet, but I think that's better than being loud
She's not the very best in sports, I know she can be kind of a klutz
But she smiles and goes on anyway, now that takes a lot of guts...
She gets embarassed pretty easily and gets far too nervous to talk
But I know she'd like it if we held hands, whenever we went for a walk
She doesn't need a lot of pretty things, she just wants someone who cares
I bet she'd like to have someone, whom she knew would always be there
I remember when she tried to cook