Breakthrough
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Life with No words
did you actually think it didn't hurt
you bottle up everything that you want to blurt
People flounce pass you not noticing
but you, you are not focusing
so kind hearted, so naive
Dear My Biggest Fear,
What are you?
This question has been lurking in my mind for quite some time now,
So I thought I'd just ask you upfront- what the hell are you?
My hands were printed on the back of that glass
But my view faded from that car window
Don’t tell me about the notches on your belt though
I think I am strong
Because I said I could be
Because I have a 4.388 GPA
Because I come from a loving home
Because I hold a national title
Because I work hard
Because I want to be
Are you not entertained as I pace around in your parade
Follow your rules and be stung by your commands
Be swept up in fear by your threats and arrogance
Not understand why you treat me if I do not feel pain
The ticking time tricks all
The music holds true our steady beat
As we all produce our sounds
How many beats per minute from all
The world is set on fire, it is a most brilliant blaze, let the flames flickering inspire awe and amaze.
Blind Ambition
Keeps me wishin'
I had someone like You
Orange burst
of passion
Purple mist
Everyday I sit quietly
Wishing to say
Everything I've ever wanted
But I can't seem to cave
Yet with friends I'm so different
Its crazy to see
How quiet and shy a person I can be
Don't look at me with hope.Don’t look at me with the shine of foreveror the gloss of happily ever after’s.Don’t touch me with the ghost of your lipsor the whisper of your fingertips.Not with the gasps
There is no greater testimony than the first bath a soldier takes after she’s just come home from a long war.
The story you tell when this world expects you to stop speaking.
The moment you walk after you’ve just been paralyzed.
An empty canvas
Is as pure as snow,
And as white as the clouds
As time struggles on
The canvas is yellowed and aged,
It is torn and mangled,
The canvas is distraught,
To get away from the drama that just may consume me
I write my hearts true desires
the thickness of the pain
layers upon layers
have taken a painstaking toll on me
writing takes the weight off my shoulders
The emptiness consumes you, filling your soul with darkness, you can't run fast enough, you can't hide well enough, Because it is inside you, forever.
Why I write:
I write to unleash desire
Like many forbidden dreams, I write at night
I write to control the beast who wishes to devour
I started writing to express the hurt that was wrapped,
twisted, and concocted inside of me.
It seemed to be the only way that I could fully open up
and express where I actually wanted to be.
