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letters from no one.dear someone,More Like This
i know you probably don't care.
i know you're probably busy watching tv or dealing with your own problems, or maybe you're busy laughing and chasing butterflies. maybe you spend afternoons in the grass, smelling the sun and tasting life.
maybe you don't have time to worry about me.
but i'm going to pretend you care. i just want someone to hear me, honestly.
i don't expect you to understand or care or even listen.
i'm just hoping that you will.
dear someone,
i guess i should start by telling you that i wish i didn't have to live anymore. free time is spent wondering if there's any way i could possibly suffocate myself.
i
ArtistI am an artist;More Like This
I paint pictures just as you,
Vivid swirls of greys and hues
Of purples and reds,
And greens and blues.
Sometimes its dark,
Sometimes its light,
Sometimes I fear-
Something not right.
With my brush I dot and dash-
Swish across to add a slash,
Spill some here,
Throw some there.
Once I'm done its everywhere.
I see the Greats,
And wonder if
This kind of brush
Is far too stiff;
For it doesn't bend,
And hardly sways,
I'm left to wonder,
Artistic ways.
i think i might need you.stop.More Like This
i need you to put down the pencil and listen to me for a second. i need you to pause your breath and tune to my frequency. because i’m throwing my heart on the airwaves and i need you to be alive to hear it. i need you to follow my words even when they’re stumbling, tripping, falling on their face.
this is just going to take a second. i promise.
i think you should know that when i woke up today i was tangled in morning breath and your whispers. i think you should know that i’m dreaming with swollen lips and bleeding cheeks because i keep biting down to stop myself from saying what’s on my mind. i think you should
Just Words"I'm fine" is a dirty lie.More Like This
The truth is that I want to die.
"I'm tired" is not even done.
It really means "I'm tired of being no one"
"I'm better" is but a curse.
The truth is that I've never been worse
"I'm just cold" is what I say
so my sleeves can hide my scars away.
"I already ate" is said with a frown.
I starve to see the numbers on the scale go down.
"I'm okay" is probably the worst.
It really means I'm about to burst.
All these things are lies to me.
But you take this as the truth because what else would I be?
Framed[ I met him at the county fair.More Like This
It wasn't like the songs predicted;
I had mud up my shins and he
had grass in his hair. What a mess. ]
[ I kissed him at my grandma's house.
He swallowed me and digested me;
I became a part of his simmering self.
We fused together, and I died. ]
[ I married him in a triangular church,
When I turned up in white he grinned
and whispered "what, no muddy knees?".
I put a leaf from my bouquet in his hair. ]
[ He kissed her at my grandma's house.
She had left it to us when she passed.
In the house where I'd learned about love
he taught me all I know about betrayal. ]
[ He left me at the train station.
I'd helped
Hi my name is EcstasyHi my name is Ecstasy, I am a pill,More Like This
sometimes i'm great, sometimes I kill.
Your first time with me is always the best,
but at first i'll put u through my test.
To see if I let you live or die,
to see if you can take my extreme high.
Your face will become so flush,
when I make you rush.
I can help you break the law,
I'll also tighten your jaw.
I'll make your pupils grow massive,
I'll make you need me to live.
I've helped peoples hearts to stop,
I've helped water levels to drop.
I've helped people forget the past,
but my friendships don't always last.
I'll leave you feeling so low,
you'll feel like your gunna blow.
I'll make y
I'm So TiredI'm so tired of crying,More Like This
I'm so tired of loving,
I'm so tired of dying
inside my soul each day.
I'm so tired of hoping,
I'm so tired of dreaming,
I'm so tired of imagining.
It will never be real anyway.
I'm so tired of falling,
I'm so tired of failing,
I'm so tired of walking
when love is so far away.
I'm so tired of wishing,
I'm so tired of searching,
I'm so tired of remembering
those beautiful things you used to say.
I'm so tired of bleeding,
I'm so tired of yearning,
I'm so tired of living
in a world that's grey.
But most of all I'm tired,
of being the person I am,
I'm tired of my mistakes,
I'm tired of my broken heart.
I'm just so ti
HugMy arms are opened, waiting to greet you, to hold you tight, feel your heart beat next to mine. Let me give you a hug, let me lay a sweet embrace to free you, for a moment from this world, so you could be safe and loved.More Like This
Tell me about your day, I want to hear all your frustrations from this routine called life, share every detail, explain how you felt through the hours we were apart, tell me the stories, because you know I always want to know, you are my world and I will listen to you.
Give me your friendship, since it’s the foundation of our relation. I will help you grow and I will accept you for who you are. Let me be your shadow, f
preemptive breakup poemif anyone ever tells you your sadness isn't physical,More Like This
show them the ache in your bones,
the raw skin on your arms or wrists or hips or thighs,
the imprint of your foetal body on your mattress from the days you couldn't bear to leave.
and you see this?
this is what hurt looks like.
i want you to look closer, lean in a little until you can feel the sadness on my breath
and i want you to watch my eyes. count how often they blink and count how many of them are forcing back words i still can never say.
i don't want you to miss a second of how you make me feel.
i want to be what keeps you up at night
i want to be the reason you can't eat
Sweet dreams...???Father?More Like This
Dad?
Where are you?
Dad...?
Dad !!!!!!!
Lightning pierces the darkening sky
as rain continues to pour.
But above the thunderous storm could be heard
the sobs of a little girl all alone.
Drenched in her own pool of tears...
her heart torn and bruised.
Her swollen eyes lifts towards the sky...
as her minds drifts...drifts above it all...
"Wake up, my love.
wake up!
Daddy is here."
'Dad?'
Her eyes lit up
as she runs into his arm.
Unable to contain her joy
her heart burst with excitement and laughter.
"Why are you laughing?"
'Cause you're here!
I'm so happy you're here!'
"I am happy as well."
He lifts her up.
Holds her closer than h
Catch Me"Catch Me"More Like This
As I felt the breeze smack me; I knew this was finally it
I couldn't possibly survive; I knew I couldn't miss
I looked to the left of me; the shadow followed me down
I saw the shadow crying; it knew soon we'd hit the ground
I caught glimpse of reality; despite falling at great heights
By looking through the windows; at least ones that had the lights
I saw a person snorting drugs and a father yelling at his son
They had left their television running; I think the Yankees won
For not letting her go out, a girl screamed at her mom
And a little further down, a guy had made a bomb
The wind felt so nice, but I could not look away
Be
He was a stranger. SometimesMore Like This
The weight
Of heavy stories that aren't mine
Makes me fall in the street
And I can't stand up for a while.
He was a stranger.
He just happened to cross my path
When I was down
Yet he came to me when I called him
« Would you please listen to one of these stories ? »
I asked
One would have been enough
Enough for me to get up
Knowing that someone else knew that story
Would have made it a little easier to carry
« I don't care about that one story of yours. »
He said
« I want to know all of them. »
A lone tear rolled
He didn't see it
He listened.
Our KingdomI am the queen of lost causes, and you are the king of too lates. Oh, we had quite the kingdom, once upon a time... There was nothing like you and I.More Like This
There are things they didn't tell us. For example, our happily ever after may not actually include each other. When there was a fork in our gravelly road, you chose to go left and I chose to go right.
(A compromise would have led into the dark forest between.)
Now that you've left and I've done what was right, there are no breadcrumbs that lead you back to me. You spat into my open arms one too many times, darling. Now you want them around you, but they can't be cleaned; covered in poison spi
Bride of the Water GodShe had slender hands formed fromMore Like This
Ancient tendons of the earth
and eyes like pouring rain
With jet black hair,
a mere extension of her soul.
The bride of the water god is crying
and her tears flow from puddles into rivers and oceans.
The god of the wind longs to be with her.
He dries her tears with a summon to the breeze
Unable to touch her
he caresses her hands with lotus petals
and weaves her dreams from orchid leaves.
He brings her gifts of myrrh and flights of birds
that carries his love in the wind.
The fire god adores her.
He is the warmth in the rain,
the omniscient light in the storm,
he is the sun following her in th
BalanceThe Harmony of Yin and YangMore Like This
Balance
Yin
Shadow held in light
Pearl moon singing silently
Dreaming in the night
Yin-Yang
Night slowly fading
Daylight quietly blooming
Clouds sailing along
Yang
Flickering candle
Illuminating the path
Opening the dark
Bloody HandsBloody HandsMore Like This
Blood pools in my hands, and weeps through my fingers.
I can’t believe this pain I feel, it’s just not right.
How do you expect me to believe that you’re...
gone?
They say you left me as I held your hands.
Why are my hands so cold when I’m holding yours?
Perhaps it’s this sticky red stuff that is rusting on our skin.
Did it come from that blade your holding?
It’s been two days since they said you left,
and you rode away on that screaming truck.
I still don’t believe them you know.
I won't just let you go.
We had a funeral today, you’re father spoke at it.
It was very beautiful,
Morning Light“Morning Light”More Like This
These hills that I’ve traversed
Within each and every verse
Have led me to believe
In all the things I see
And where I am right now
I could never imagine how
I have gotten myself to stand
On my own two feet again
I thought I could never dream
Or at least in what I mean
Or maybe this is fake
And these thoughts I can not shake
So sad and unaware
Bad thoughts are always there
Floating in my head
Taunting me instead
I don’t want to be naļve
And believe in what I see
But this thing called pressure
Is more than I can measure
Anxiety never disappears
Even though the ones I fear
Have finally gone away
I st
40. Dragonsdragon [drag-uhn]More Like This
noun
1.) a mythical creature generally represented as a huge, winged reptile with a crested head, enormous claws and teeth and usually spouting fire.
2.) Satan.
3.) a fierce, violent person.
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I am the dragon, viewed as evil by all. I have no feelings. I'm a fearsome beast, horribly vicious and bloodthirsty.
A monster.
All one must do to be a hero is to slay me and save the princess.
I hoard treasure. I am a villain. The bad guy.
But what if the princess
Grew tired of her parents that never understood
Why she got upset when they insisted she marry a prince
(Who could never really love her, not properly)
And came to me with tears in her eyes?
What if I had compassion on her
And said,
I'll build you a tower.
I can protect you from bothering princes and mean grandmothers and kings and queens
And you can see the stars out your window
You will always be with me
And you will be safe.
She smiled.
(I thou
Sta.sh
