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Wings of BeginningWords
Speechless echoes wading in the water.
Intensifying as the sounds growing louder.
Burning fire sparking the embers of creation
Relations and Contemplation
Every Step begins a Story
Every wound get's a medal.
Pain creates understanding
Knowledge supporting equal footing
Spread your wings and fly high.
All it takes is a cold north wind to grow.
Untold The beast dances with beauty of woman til she fainted away.
The Succubus painted her morality until her eyes bleed black.
Within the still of silence
The heaviest step from the littlest foot broke the foundation
Through out swirling mist between all the glowering eyes
A Glasgow grin shines between fractured light
Slow checimalsThe beat knocks my drums the blood like red rum runs.
This liquid euphoria with lyrical powress adoring ya.
Exploring ya with hands clapping of fine aristocrats
words like actors thespian in a play ninjas in the stealth attack.
Of course with abilities like this sacrifice isnt made.
Years of solitude and mute talk voice slowly croaking to normal
but hypnotic to the less likely sane.
Witch like hocus pocus magic with signature pheromones
just so you know who counter act attracted this
Always PresentSwagger against the minister
dressed red in blood
Deeply as sinister
Waving hands and showing wrists
bugs crawling for a kiss and writhing for the lift
striding slowly enjoying the wake
strolled across the path of bodies within the lake
jesus they act like they never saw refined evil on a nice day
saying hello to all the people
talking to all those less primeval
the looks of terror shivers down the spine
the tremors down mine fighting against the flow of time
This place in history
past present and future
will always be mine
Addict to PoisonThe drug digs deeper and claws within my skin.
Softly screaming and reeling me in.
I crave this sensation and her nails dig deep.
The liquid mercury seeping into drips.
The rubies collecting like a treasure trove on the floor.
Hypnotized by her hips but I cant look away from her eyes.
Drowning with those pools of snake like venom
She is the epitome of what I never hoped for.
Each mark along my back.
Etched like the number of days in the prison cell.
And it's like sweet black liquid dripping down my throat
when our lips dance.
The Sickening DoubtAs my heart shakes and quakes
My wretched grin grows and it aches.
It's been permantly plastered on my face
whether I smile or a I cry
Experincing sensations that make me want to just die.
I fail once and I failed them all
I fought for it all to lose at once
My fault for being so blunt and numb
After all the pain you put me through
When I cry and complain
My feelings are the one to be slain
Like some sub serviant obiedent dog
Just tie me to the log and leave me in the fog
When I cant even move after traveling for so long.
I try so hard not to bleed
But its a hard, The monster needs to feed
And its the creature in the earth destroying structures with in the mirth
Apathy and I get so dazed I cant sit
Just stand still and pray not to get sick
The battles Ive fought
Wars the body counts rises and for what?
false promises and praises
its like ive seen millions of faces
torn up and vomited up.
The heart or the lung
the leg or the arms the jaw or the feet.
You breath deeply..
And the flower blooms with life.
Drag the switch blade alone along the line.
You cannot feed her.
So she drowns in starvation.
Her lungs breaking down.
And your choking.
Your world's were never meant to collide.
Processing CreativityI cant hold the knife anymore.
My wrist refuses to heed what my arms yells.
The hand reaches towards the pen and paper.
Choking the utensil upon hours until ink spills over
and I roughly drag the ball point through the blank sheet
Staring at the horror I've committed
I want to vomit.
But I cant deny this lurking sensation that taking me over.
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
YouIf you’re a girl, you’re a girl.
If you’re a boy, you’re a boy.
If you’re white, you’re white.
If you’re black, you’re black.
If you’re gay, you’re gay.
If you’re bi, you’re bi.
If you’re straight, you’re straight.
If you’re religious, you’re religious.
If you’re an atheist, you’re an atheist.
If you’re mentally disabled, you’re still human.
If you’re physically disabled, you’re still human.
For everything you are:
So who are they to judge you for who you are?
PainParalized by the suffering
A shiver down my spine
Images of my past haunt me
No one can save me from this hell
to me you are perfect
I do not know the reasons
for all those scars burning
against your bright skin
you've been soaking
a pain reminiscing from past
we both cannot recollect
yet you are so beautiful..
when night gets darker
and I am the one...
who's hungered to undress
the spirit of you
slowly revealing the layers
coming off from shadows
disguised in desires
craving to be fulfilled
I will caress every corner
of your silhouette
until I figure the true shape
of your heart
I will rub those blisters
softly until every nerve
of you gushes into a river
and you moan into a life
I had promised you
years ago when we began
to breathe into each other
for all the truths
I must swallow
and lessons I must learn
you are the one
I am destined to discover
what it means
to love in perfection
i can't keep walking on these dry-rot bonesoh, i am not a poet;
like the ink scratches
of plath, i am
specter boy: decay,
dispose, & disappoint
because this is the way
that writers wane -
(this hangman head is no
survivor story, & gods
do not burn out
daydreams and monsters.she was a girl.
she ran with the moon,
chased fireflies in the bluegrass, and
watched the reflection of sunsets in rain puddles.
her name was Alice,
and she was a girl.
but to the dragonflies she was a queen,
and to the mirror she was a sister.
the moon was her prince, and the
blinking windows were the eyes
that kept her safe.
she spent her nights making wishes, and she
dragged her fingers along the shooting stars
that were tangled with her vertebrae.
her name was Alice,
and she was a girl.
her body was a river
her mind was an ocean
and her heart was the sky.
she lived in a world where
doves flew in the sea and
whales swam in the
Jhewardene IIMy lips grow red like the petals of the rose
It blooms for you.
See my eyes strong and hazed
The snow compliments and treats them,
I follow your tracks wildly through the glistening wonderland
But it's like a maze in this blizzard in May
Can my heart feel for you, I'll breathe for it.
Too feel your warmth through the winters touch,
i wander hoping i dont fall.
Frozen in place.
My hand hangs frozen in awe.
are you searching for me?
Can you see through it?
This snow fall?
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