In it's simplest form,
Raw and gnawing
On my heart,
As eyes disect
Each scene you're in,
With other girls.
Messing with my brain,
As you walk away
To someone else,
That will win
Like I once did.
Beautiful DisguiseHer eyes are dark and clouded,
Swallowed by thoughts you'll never know,
Her perfect smile is shrouded,
By the whisper of pain below.
Her hair depicts a vibrancy,
The she wishes to someday feel,
But the colours - like her emotions,
Are far from being real.
Her mind is taunted and torn,
By agonizing voices and angry lies,
Still every day she finds the strength,
To put on a beautiful disguise.
Though her fašade has its holes,
Her personality always charms,
And on those days the darkness reigns,
I'll hold her tightly in my arms.
I Am A RobotI am a body with no mind,
My thoughts and soul were left behind,
Stolen by words wrapped in hate,
Ripped apart by a cruel fate,
This girl you see with hazel eyes,
Is just their robot in disguise.
I am a mouth with no voice,
My words fell silent without a choice,
Muted by the lack of care,
My screams weren't heard anywhere,
This girl you see with a broken smile,
Has been their puppet for awhile.
I am a glance that never sees,
My eyes are blinded to beauty,
Covered by years of endless pain,
I no longer notice things I can gain,
I am a mask,
An empty box,
It's safe to say Alycia is lost.
sweet simplicitiessweet simplicities, how i miss your sound,
the silence of mind when no one's around,
now i'm older and struggling to keep my feet on the ground.
sweet simplicities, how i miss your face,
no worries of how to win life's race,
now i'm older and struggling to find my place.
sweet simplicities, how i miss your touch,
the carefree thoughts that meant so much,
now i'm older and struggling to keep happiness clutched.
sweet simplicities, how i miss your taste,
no words on my tongue - no speaking in haste,
now i'm older and struggling to get my words straight.
sweet simplicities, why did age steal you away..?
love is evollove is evil in disguise,
but we all still crave love's lies,
that feeling of being the only one,
yet we get replaced once things come undone.
we're told it's patient and forever kind,
if that's true, true love is hard to find,
i'll admit sometimes it lasts for years,
but more often than not it's replaced by tears.
broken hearts caused by untrue words,
at the end of the day the concept's absurd,
like a china cup clasped in a child's hand,
there's a very slim chance love with withstand.
after hurtful words, and tears, and pain,
is there really anything that we can gain?
i'm not sure what true love's about,
but when it comes to "evol", count me out.
In My Hearti can't explain it in words 'cause they're much too weak,
and i'm finding you've robbed me of the need to speak,
i don't know what it is or where exactly we went right,
but now you're on my mind when i fall asleep at night.
your arms once forbidden are now surprisingly secure,
your lips once spitting fire now offer a sweet allure,
nobody ever expected things would end up this way,
and i still have trouble grasping it at the end of the day.
conversations are endless and i couldn't complain,
i'm finding these thoughts harder and harder to contain,
you light up my world and leave me begging for more,
and the comfort of your touch is one i much adore.
you may not be mine and i don't mind if you're not,
as long as you know in my heart your name holds a spot.
Once Upon A Timeyou could have had true love forever, but you didn't have the time,
instead you made it feel like loving you was nothing more than a crime,
you could have had perfection if you spared a few minutes to speak,
instead you decided to throw it away when you know we were unique.
every second we wasted fighting was recovered through hours of pleasure,
and the love we shared through everything was one no one could measure,
we could have made it through but you turned a cold shoulder to it all,
forget about the memories - i thought you said you'd never let me fall.
we could have kissed and made up like we have every time before,
but for some reason you decided that talking it out was a chore,
i know i've said some things i shouldn't - i know i've done much worse,
and there's so many mistakes that i wish i had the power to reverse.
once upon a time your eyes were open to the bigger picture at hand,
but you've closed your eyes to the truth and refuse understand,
love doesn't just happen - it tak
navigator moonyou left me rooting,
moss branching over bare bark,
to chase screech owls
hunting the north star home
under a wild fire moon.
and i, i left you
barely growing, studded upon twigs
stars and crossroads were
all i gave you
and a navigator's lullaby
that you heard through clogged ears
changing chords like dawn's song birds.
you begged the horizon
to stand still and breathe slowly,
your compass spinning dizzy
in wind chipped palms,
but all that stopped
were the owls and you.
i called to that silence, that
stillness and song
the hum of your compass and
your breath on faulty breeze
the owls hungry and quick against
that old, dying moon; that
weight like an evanescence, like
every creature that only sings at night.
in that cold night
i twisted myself searching for you,
bark knotting, branches bending,
until with dawn approaching
something in me broke.
you found me too hard to hold,
gnarled and white with despair--
a birch heavy with weeping
too late to change.
DerealizationI was calling you
As my cold
Fingers hit the
Metal keypad I
Prayed to God that
You weren't going to
And it was
Because before I
Met you I never
Prayers could even
As the clarion
Phone rang on and
On I could feel the
Doubt trickling back into
My mind like an icy
River rushing to meet a
Waterfall, and I
Knew I was going
To fly over the
Edge if I didn't get
Myself out of the
And it was
Because before I
Met you I always
Flying was a
As the vibrations of
Your voice traveled
Through the line I heard
It crackle and fizz until
Every syllable was
Every hint of warmth was
Engulfed by a static void
And all I was able to
Detect was a mere
Vestige of whom I
Knew you to be;
You had become a
Stranger, and I
And it was
Because before I
Met you I never
Distance could actually
As we started to
Run out of canned
Witticisms to share I
Forced myself to
Ask you if we would
Ever be me
hurricanes are named after people for a reasonwhile in memory of the dear p.s. ; it had the thought of everyone else too. dream well.
you thought tragedies
only happened in movies,
and sometimes in books.
you never thought there was a thing
like a soul-stealing crook -
then it happened.
and you didn't know what to do.
you couldn't accept the fact
that a sack of bones meant
and you loved it, called it your own.
cradled it in your arms
and made it your home.
you knew rainbows couldn't shine
without a little rain. but a little rain
now forged itself into a hurricane.
and waves are crashing
your eyes sting with pain.
you blame yourself everyday
to satisfy a lonely fame.
passion was dirt as dirt was dust -
it broke your heart, and made it rust.
eye of the hurricane was blue and pure;
but when it leaves you like this
there won't be a cure.
It is okay to weep in the night
for the woes of days long past,
and I take flight
from the future
that unfolds before my blessed feet
for I am a coward
pray bury me deep
43The swans are staining their feathers grey again
and their feet curl up;
the pink pearls under the oceans eye the moon
they ask the sun to blaze him out into dark ashes
and i swear to him
I will tear into the skies until they bleed
their deepest red
and flow right off the earth surface
( dark shadows, darker corners )
Puzzle Pieces~This sadness is creeping over me
I'm falling apart
It's so hard to even see
This pains my heart
I knew things weren't going well
It'd soon be over
But, I never did expect you to
Give me the cold shoulder
Now that you've left
There's things I should have said
All in a heft
Words that are now dead
We fell apart like puzzle pieces
Crashing to the floor
My happiness ceases
I don't feel anymore
I should have been...
I could have...
I can't believe it.
I gave them a reason.
I know I don't belong, Yet I'm with them for no reason.
I'm hard to understand, they're easy to explain.
But I speak the truth of them they call me insane.
You say I'm problem when I am the victim.
You are fucked up ones, my story is a sitcom.
No, more like a drama because that's all you guys give me.
My mind is shattered, yall beat then I'm battered.
It's the injuries I receive that you guys never see.
I hide my feelings from you guys, because yall seem to criticize,
That I am always the different and you believe I have no life.
I did at one point, but now I have died.
You guys came in the picture and became parasites.
I am your host, you guys cannot see.
You fill me sadness, and it eats at me.
I cannot take it, my heart, you all have breaked it.
My love is what take, it will be yall I will forsake.
She was the only one, who could show me love.
Mom is right about Shania, a little angel fr
MeretriciousA sinkhole of foreverplay declared its own futility,
maybe in quiet reference to the sheer superfluity
of twin fertilities, her body and mine
(a subconscious breach, my body in mind).
In time i am drained of my fermented fire: my evenings expire,
having been atomized into prepositions to propositions.
Former selves surmised i'm made for this kind of faithless fission,
volitional hands deft with the slickness to
shatter that supposition:
i could never love like this,
shoved into casualty by this sickness
wearing my likeness like i really like this,
stripped of stomach lining and scraping off clothes.
i'm nose to nose with a displeasure coined
from the warped loins of what I've claimed to know.