Freaks. Just Like You.You ever notice how lovely New York City is when you're alone and in your favorite party outfit? You end up noticing the little things, you know, like couples in little cafés, or a pigeon just wandering around looking for food. However, not knowing where life will take you, you end up in a small little area of town where, the people are freaks. Just like you.More Like This
The men there, well they are your regular gay men, or the over the top drag queens. If you're lucky though, you can find a man who is just there because, well, he felt like an outcast. Then there are the women, tattoo covered works of art. Their hair is every color of the rainbow and you want to eat it, just to see if it tastes like cotton candy. The children? They are works of art in progress; their parents are showing them how to live life right and how to just be free.
Then, there is you. You begin to realize that, to the normal people in this world, you're a freak. However, when you get to this part of town, you're n
Love Is Blind - It Gets BetterShe was pacing back and forth across the room, ranting to herself and her hideous reflection,More Like This
"I love you and I want to be with you, I know this is sudden, bu-.."
"No! I'll never get this right without stuttering like a two year old.."
Frustrated, she punched the lamp off the nightstand into the mirror, shattering the glass.
The glass was everywhere and her mother walked in, staring at the shards that surrounded her glossy high heels.
"Skye, how could you do this?!", Her mother said outraged.
Her mother would never understand her, how she yearned to be more than a shoulder.
Then again, her mother could never stand the hideous face of her daughter.
She would never stare at her for more than a minute without looking away in vulgar disgust.
The cracks of skin showing her every imperfection like a time line of natural disasters.
All the paleness of a ghost without a cause to be haunting the earth.
"You pick this mess up and do something with the birds nest that is your hair!"
Her hair hadn
Tranquil SuicideMore Like This
Singing sweet, soft melodies,
Muffled by the currents in my head.
The will to find the song is drowned
So words come out in screams.
The pressure of the water grows,
As I fall faster, deeper.
In this flooded, lonely room,
No one ever hears.
No tears to sting my eyes,
Only water crashing through broken mirrors.
My eyes begin to close
And I let the darkness blind me.
Now the liquid fills my lungs,
Collapsing bones and bruising heart,
No more life to pump the blood.
I truly miss my breathing.
The furnishings all drenched and old,
No one has lived here quite a while.
Doors sealed shut and windows barred,
Just letting in a pale blue light
That covers every patch of wall,
Seeping through spaces in the water.
Turquoise light radiates my body,
All left still and silent.
Eyes are closed
And heart subsided,
Floating in this sea of peace,
My raging mind now quiet.