Well...Well, you're not anorexic. So you must be fat.More Like This
A fat, ugly person.
Well, you fit in with the crowd. You must be a fake.
A fake wannabe.
Well, you're happy. What are you hiding?
You've got to be hiding something.
Well, you're sad. You must be emo.
An emo attention seeker.
Well, you're popular. So you must be a jerk.
Why would anyone like you in the first place?
Well, you're quiet. You must be a nobody.
Nobody at all.
Well, you're you.
What else could go wrong?
My Roses are BlackI stepped into a fantasy-like world. An upside down purple sky with black clouds. Blue grass waving to a bright red sun. Where am I...?More Like This
You sat in the middle of this messed up world.Your smile bright and wide. Laughing at a joke no one could hear. Your dull eyes focused in on empty air above a field of wax flowers.
You turned to me and reach out a hand. As I rush to grab it, the ground collapses, our sun burns out. The blue grass dies and your flowers melt. Everything is vanishing-- along with you.
As you fade into the wind the only sound is my voice screaming your name. And your sweet, innocent laughter.
"My roses are black, my violets are dead
A pretty little bullet went through my sweet head~
My sugar is rotten, my skin decomposed
My case is forgotten, your heart's in my throes~"
You Inspire MeYou Inspire MeMore Like This
You inspire me to live,
To hold on another day,
You inspire me to be,
So I’ll stay here for thee,
You inspire me to breath,
Words of love sincere,
You inspire me to read
To open my spirit to poetic dreams,
You inspire me to paint
The beauty by which you create,
You inspire me to write,
To dedicate to you these words,
You inspire me to pray
To thank Adonai for all he’s given me,
You inspire me to live,
You inspire me to sing,
The ballads of our love,
You inspire me to bring
You inspire every wish,
With a sweet thoughtful kiss,
You inspire me to breathe
Every breath within these lungs,
You inspire me to live
To know my life’s just begun,
You inspire me with that wink
To hesitate and think,
You inspire every bone
That makes up the frame,
You inspire every organ
To play the melody,
You inspire my brain
To ease this worried mind,
You inspire my heart,
The beating will never cease in time,
You inspire me with those eyes
To shed t
Untitled IIEating has become mashing,More Like This
sleeping - waiting.
Your hands are in the river bed -
A life that runs with no tide,
A lifeblood without iron.
You stand up, a shadow inside out,
an eyeful of sunshine indoors.
Silt crawls up and out of your grasp
it moves in a cloud in the lumps of the water, unphased.
A walk is made between us -
across cigarette butts and benches, taken.
Slip into the course.
Become round in the river bed, cold.
The air refuses the way your feet meets the ground,
surely, against stone and rain.
Phases of the WolfEyes in the mirror, black and lupineMore Like This
I change with phases of the moon
The lust for death, it's feeding time
Hands elongate, teeth sharpen
Senses grow, I smell your pulse
I am not who I was, I am who I was not
The waking nightmare
Naked upon waking
I change with the phases of the moon
Tonight I rule the darkness
Tonight I am the Alpha
The waking nightmare
Chain me up
Before I change
OrthodoxyThe gossips hissed,More Like This
behind their missals
with the mezzotints
of that long haired
drop out, Jesus
and his communistic
From HistoryThey are dancingMore Like This
down in Hades, portly men
with stately wives.
In vaulted halls
on broken glass shadow monsters
waltz and laugh.
move again and still we sit
They'll Write Dysphoria On My HeadstoneIf the journey to happiness appearedMore Like This
as easy as we make it seem,
then I doubt our entire world would
Happiness is not a drug that can be forced
into our mouths,
when our situation is doused
in fire that erodes us from the inside out.
It takes a village to mend a village,
a home to mend a home,
though when the house is against one,
they start to feel alone.
Happiness can't be achieved,
when you're not acknowledged for you.
When your pronouns are erased,
when they start to misgender you.
Suddenly its your fault that
you suffer from anxiety.
Suddenly, you're to blame
when depression seizes you tightly.
Suicide is around the corner,
you want it every day,
but there's that one important
And for them, you must stay.
Though love can only last so long,
and our light will eventually fade.
Because though you continue to fight,
depression can take you away.
Your “parents” force you to be their minions,
strip you of your independence.
The beings that should accept
suburbiaFound an unlit cigarette. One of the many perks of always having your eyes stitched to the ground, when not to pages. City life can be exhausting, but also rewarding if you just look at the right things.More Like This
The high point of my day is barely fitting in the elevator and helping someone carry their bags from the elevator door to their door and walk back to the elevator with a smile on my lips.
The 56-year-old woman on the second floor has not had her period in three months and she sees bugs on the walls and her writing is intelligible. She is a seamstress, but her house has a weird smell that sticks to the clothes, so I avoid going there for her services.
While looking for a house, there was always a “This does not have enough space for my books” in my head, or a “This will not help my thanatic tendencies.” I ended up valuing my books more.
The 75-year-old man on the seventh floor has Parkinson’s and everyone wonders why he even has a computer. He used to be a
The ElephantIn countries where elephants still exist, where they are common enough to use as laborers, trainers have a special way of making sure the elephants never try to escape. When an elephant is very young, the humans tie it to a wooden post. The post is flimsy, but the little elephant is too small to escape. It quickly learns to stop struggling and simply accept its fate as a domesticated servant. When the cute little baby elephant grows up into an enormous land beast, the trainers still tie the elephant to the same post. But even though it is obvious to any human that the adult elephant could easily run away and destroy its tiny childhood chains, it never does. It only remembers that it was not able to run away before, and now it will be a human's slave forever.More Like This
In psychology, they call this "learned helplessness."
Pure FuelEven if the lighted highway had the answersMore Like This
I wouldn't dare be caught traveling down a road of questions.
It is the sport of enhancers
That gets the athlete kicked out getting kicked up on aggression.
I'll admit, there is a bit of road rage turning to the right lane
When the other drivers are trying to blockade you.
Patience is a very strategic game.
Slowing down to let them pass is how they will evade you.
Even when you run out of gas doing it,
Just be glad pure fuel was what kept moving it.
halcyon bonpyresgenesis:More Like This
in threadbare crop-
topped by crimson
of a daylit
spectres rope off the night-
an adamant blanket
of wakeful ghosts
casting flickers of brightness
from edge to edge
cascading like champagne
and an instant of glory
refracting from faces
in the flame;
gears whirling and
waltzing to reverberations
beat, beat, breathing
inside a great machine,
euphoric and fireproof,
a dream-pop nocturne
Kind And Gentle SinsTrust and DishonestyMore Like This
Men. Games. Insane.
Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain. Pain.
Won, Used, Shattered
Stunned, Contused, Splattered
No righting the wrong
Life after Life belong
Evil bloodies Good
Over Kind and Gentle sins
Does it ever end
Scourged for Hexed misdeeds
Punishment always Exceeds
The Innocent Error
Trembling in Terror
Of loving True
Of loving At All -- explicitlyYou
Jaded. Faded. Meeker.
Sadder. Haggard. Weaker.
Welcomes yet another --
coup de grâce
Ninjago AU3- Chapter 9Chapter 9: Faster than Lightning:More Like This
The path curved out of the city and into the forest, it was brief at the speed they were going because they zoomed into the farmlands that Jay knew too well. “Follow me guys! I know this place like the back of my hand!!” the blue ninja laughed.
“Notice you had a cut on the back of it?” Cole passed him.
Jay took his attention away from what was ahead and looked down at his hand, not paying attention; a low branch smacked his face. “Made ya look!” Cole laughed.
Jay angrily shook the leaves out of his hair and leaned forward, Wisp going faster to catch up with the others again.
In a straight line, the other three filed behind Jay this time. Below was Ed, Edna, and Daisie in the carriage. “Hey guys!!”
Kai rolled his eyes. “Hey Daise!!” he looked over his shoulder. He really did love her. She was not the competitive type and that’s what made her the best parent to him, she was just in it for