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Graduation DayGraduation Day:

They told us we would be alright...

We had fought with honour and won our titles.

We had overcome trials together -

Watching dozens of our siblings fall in the line of duty.

For this they had promised us, a wondrous welcome;

A bountiful world of adventure, with a myriad of paths.

All this, they said, awaited us in the stone cities.

Large metropolises, where the working folk resided...

There were hundreds of us, who made that journey.

Walking miles across the scorching desert,

Clinging to a hope of the fortunes beyond.

Yet what awaited us was not a promised land -

Nor was it a life based on the merit we had earned.
You don't just die.Do you understand?
The blade against your wrist
Doesn't just slice your skin.
It cuts through others
Hearts
Souls
And sanity.

Do you understand?
You don't just kill yourself.
You kill everyone.
Everyone dies
Everyone cries
Everyone suffers
From YOUR goodbyes.

Do you understand?
You don't just die.
You take everyone down
With you.
They Called Her UglyThey called her ugly
and she screamed that she was beautiful
because that is what she believed
and They screamed twice as loud
and They left a small scar on her arm that was
big and red and bright
for all to see.

They called her ugly
and she yelled that she was beautiful
because that is what she thought she was
and They yelled three times as loud
and They left a bigger scar on her other arm that was
big and red and bright
for all to see.

They called her ugly
and she said that she was beautiful
because that is what she hoped
and They just said it louder
and They left a scar on face that was
big and red and bright
for all to see.

They call
I wish...I wish I was a monster
So I could be kind
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I was colored
So I could respect people
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I was a man
So I could be kind to women
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I had male friends
So we could all be..
Just friends
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I had autism
So I could prove that autism,
Does NOT mean "dumb".
And I could break the stereotypes.

I wish I could change the world.
But sometimes, you can't break a stereotype.

Only stereotypes, can break you.
Lingerhow can i move forward,
when the fingerprints of my insecurities
are still lingering within my chest,
pressing against my ribs like piano keys?
i am just waiting, for the day,
when the saddest parts of me
are overcome with songs of serenity.
Pretty Blue PillsPretty blue pills,
shiny in my palm,
the ticket to my peace,
to my eternal calm.

They're so perfectly round,
and soon they'll be in me.
The closest to perfect
that I'll ever be.

They go down so smooth.
Five, ten, fifteen and twenty.
Soon I'll be gone.
Twenty-five and Thirty.

That should be enough,
but I'll play it safe.
Thirty-five and forty.
Now I have no more to take.

The bottle is empty,
as empty as I feel.
None of this is happening,
too good to be real.

But soon I start to drift
into a dark unknown fog.
Somewhere quite distantly.
I hear a muffled sob.

But I blow it off as fake.
Nobody could possibly care.
I doubt anyone's noticed
th
PhantomWhen life
or fate
or whatever it is
that puts things together
and takes them apart...
when It
amputated you,
it left me
with a phantom
limb
and you are still attached
to my body
when I dance
and make love
alone
ten ways this breakup isn't meant for the movies1.
you go out for twelve eggs and come back
with half a dozen and a new girlfriend.
you hold the eggs out to me like
six dead birds is enough of a peace offering.

2.
i push the eggs out of your hand and stay
with my hand over your heart as i watch them
fall. if they do not hit the ground, this is all a dream.

3.
the eggs smash on the tile and splatter
on the cherry wood cabinets, newly installed
that cost me two paychecks.

3.
the egg whites hit your leather shoes that
you’ve worn for two months straight
because you think they make you look more sophisticated.

3.
the egg whites hit the fridge halfway up, barely touching
the moose mag
Dear friend,You have to understand, dear
The reason to why I run.
I run away from reality
From the lungs that cannot
Take anymore smoke
From the heart that threatens to
Stop...
I run away because 
I'm a coward
Because I'm afraid of life
Afraid to care or love.
I'm afraid that every time
I'm glad it blows up in my face
And that every time I smile
I shed a million more tears.
That's why I run, dear 
You have to understand.
I was destined to be a fighter but
I don't want to fight anymore.
I was destined to be a warrior
But how am I supposed to win when
The war I fight is against life itself?
I know that I  always blow everything up but-
I keep stepping on mines, dear...
                          ...I keep stepping on mines...
ellipsisshe goes to sleep
clawing at her chest with pinpoint accuracy
for an emptiness she can’t describe,
but hates all the same. tomorrow

she will write a letter: “dear boy,
i always wanted to be somebody’s
flowery poem, but the verses carved in my arms
are riddled with ugly clichés. & you are why

i don’t sleep through the night. if
we were a language, i was the
subordinating conjunction, you were

the punctuation.

i remember you in staccato
conclusions, solemn absences
of goodbye”
TearsI am not afraid to cry.

I am not afraid for you to see the tears

My tears.

Don’t tell me I have no heart.

Don’t tell me I have no soul.

For without them I could not cry.

You may not see my tears but they are there.

I have learned to let myself cry for the things I’ve loved,

For the things I’ve lost.

They are silent tears, but they are mine.

So let me cry.

Let me show you I have a heart.

Let the things that touch my heart be shown through my tears.

I am not afraid to cry.
Second ShadowThe hand on your shoulder
The whispers in your mind
The words on your tongue
The voice in your throat
And the feelings in your soul

To drive to madness
To seduce the insane
To draw the blood
And dull the senses
To plague the memories
Of damage done
To fake safe haven
As the character changes

Light the anger and fuel the rage
Another mind to feed
A second shadow
To take you into eternity
I'm a monsterWe all have little monsters in us
that whisper ugly words into our ears.
My soul is at war, it is a fight
between the human and the monster in me,
and I fear... that the monster will win.

The monster controls me...
it forces me to think the worst of others
and it tells me to isolate myself,
to protect myself from those evil humans.
The monster dictates my every move,
I must pretend that I am a human...
lest anyone think of me as a monster.

The human inside of me has long died
and the seemingly innocent person you see  
is nothing but a disgusting monster
hiding in the body of another,
preying on the weaknesses -
the weaknesses of those fra
Remnants
Hold on to my sanity every single day
I’m not gonna fall.
Those hungry, greedy holes you left
They start calling.

Just like a cold-blooded murderer
You use every heart you can find
When will you ever be satisfied?

You destroy everything you build
and tear everyone you love
Just to die and start over again.
Replay, replay, replay...
Until you grow weaker, and weaker.

You never destroyed me.
I destroyed myself to forget you.
I die every day in an endless cycle,
The rotating remnants of revolting hearts.

Just like water, I choke and swallow.
I mirror your mind, your thoughts, and your desire
And just like Narcissus, you fall deeper and
Aura: The Revolution
Aura: The Revolution

I will never live up to any other expectations

I will only just reach the place in life that's destined

Never again will I be a victim of impossible outcomes

Never again will I allow my self-respect to be disgraced and overcome
-
I am a prisoner no more
Discrimination became the martyr

I had to put an end to this war
I will not be walked on like I had been before

The future of a fearless life is what I now strive for
The source of my resolve has been built into my core

I believe what's right / To live my life
I'll reach for the light / And shine so bright

There's no limit to the sky / This smile never felt so fine
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Screaming..Standing at the top,
for a moment, everything seems perfect.
The calm wind, the dark sky, bright stars.
But I'm screaming, louder and  louder.
Will you ever hear my cries?
WIll you ever understand the pain?
I'm standing here, tears streaming,
this isn't as perfect as I thought.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
I scream until I turn blue.
I'm standing face to face with the damage I have caused.
You are gone.
I'm alone.
I pick up the pieces, attempting,
to piece it all back together.
But once it's broken,
how can I expect it to be whole again?
Can't Change MeGet out of your own head.
Shut up for a second, and listen to me.
The girl you knew, she's long gone.
I removed the mask,
this is what you get.

I will never hide behind someone else,
or something I'll never be.
If I'm going to get hurt, so be it.
Bring it on.

No lies to save myself,
no lies to save you.
What you see is what you get,
Have a nice cold serving of the truth.

No lowering my standards,
just to live up to your expectations.
You can't change a girl,
that doesn't want to be changed.
If I could, I would.If I could sit you down and help you understand,
why I've said  or done the things I have,
If I could tell you my troubles,
the nightmares that haunt me every day,
If I could stop your pain, and make it
simply just go away,
If I could heal your wounds deep inside,
and make you more than okay,
If I could turn back time, and re-do
every little thing that ever went wrong,
If I could hold you close, as you cried,
for hours, feeling so ashamed,
If I could sing you a song,
to remind us of a peaceful moment,
If I could erase the tears,
and in return offer nothing but smiles,
If I could take away the sorrow,
for a happier tomorrow,
Alive.A night with you,
no lights, no noise,
No outside world.

Alone in the sheets,
we toss, turn,
cuddle up close.

Everything around us stops,
we keep moving, breathing,
hearts racing,
I can hear them beating.

I've never felt this way before,
happy, free, beautiful,
Tell me how you really feel.

Eyes, in the dark,
they still look into my soul,
arms from behind,
swallow me whole.

I smile an innocent smile,
nothing compares to this,
I've never felt so alive.
Going away for awhile..I'm going away for awhile.
Can't say where I'm going, or when I may even be back.
I'm not well.
I need help.

Friends turned their cheeks,
my so called fiance left.
And it's down to me and this blade,
a life I refuse to live.

This city is dead to me.
Cold as my hands as I walk in the middle of the night.
I will escape, run away.
I'll find a place where I can be free.

Do not question my intentions,
I never meant to hurt anyone.
Princess will always have a guardian angel,
I could never leave her behind.

I hope someone out there reads this,
and realizes that they too may need help.
And since this is my only option,
I will now
Untitled.Again,
we're on edge,
ready to argue at any minute,
a few drinks too many,
same old story.

Auto pilot,
we blindly watch it all unfold.
can't take back the lies,
that have already been told.

Staggering,
in the streets.
Bright lights, fast cars.
Not fazed.

Name calling starts,
push, shove, dodge a punch.
Pick each other apart,
continue on until it becomes too much.

Tears pour down my face,
you hold me close.
Eyes closed, the pilot steers.
I drift off to sleep.

Dazed and confused,
wake up naked, still drunk.
Not entirely sure,
what happened the night before.

Stumble to the fridge,
drown myself in water.
Off to the bat

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Looking Forward to It.

:iconkatlynkarma:

Looking forward
to the end of the world
counting the days,
anticipating
world disasters,
catastrophic.

Counting the hours,
waiting impatiently
it's almost here
the final day of war,
and I can hear the zombies
crying outside the door.

We're down to the seconds
it's all ready to blow
THE END IS NIGH
no more promised tomorrows.

I've been looking forward to this
for a very long time
the end draws near,
but I'll wake up
and everything will be just fine.
:iconkatlynkarma:
:giggle:

Dear Writers Block-
Please go away soon.
:iconweekendhunters:
Critique by ~weekendhunters Jan 14, 2013, 6:09:27 PM
Well, for starters it's not as catchy as REM's "It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) but I can see how you're anxiously awaiting the end of the world, not with a sense of dread, but rather, you're looking [i]forward[/i] to it.

It seems by the looks of it, it's as if there is a chain of events that started from natural disasters, ending with a zombie apocalypse, with an armageddon to finish it all off, so that's the reason you're looking forward to it.

Though a degree of insanity seems to play a part in the last part, especially the lines "but I'll wake up / and everything will be just fine." which is quite an abnormal stance to take if you're looking forward to the end of the world, and wake up the next morning with a nicely cooked breakfast awaiting you.

I like it.
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