

Slipping UnderThese maddening thoughts, The weighted rocks Keeping me below the surface. A prisoner of the pressure, The murky depths become my tomb. My self inferiority manifesting, The will once strong held me afloat. The questions keep on coming, No answer in a crashing wave. Relentlessly slammed amidst the surf, My sanity is breaking. I am drowning in these Pitiful, trivial dilemmas; Such small droplets of pain, Amass the sea of angst. My breath is ever fading And the tide keep washing over.Slipping Under


Depth of a MirrorI walked by the mirror today, Stopped to gaze at my reflection. His face was full of hatred, And his stare was locked with mine.Depth of a Mirror
I hate the way he's standing there, He only seeks to judge me. He's never let me have a moment, He will never give me peace.
I want to see the world past him, The sole obstacle in my path. The more I try pushing forward, The more he pushes back.
But today he turned; walked away, Disgusted by my sight. I never saw him leaving though, I'd given up and left the fight.


My GardenLetting the drops fall to the ground, Tears fertilize a concrete field. Pain, the only thing that grows On the surface of this world I've sealed.My Garden
Now in this garden of heartache and sorrow, Woms crawl over wilted flowers. Black petals turned to the moon, They grow best in darker hours.
From the beds I make a bouquet, Stems bound tight in red ribbon. This is the gift I can't give to you, The feelings I hold, forbidden.
So roses are red, and violets are blue, But they only grow inside Eden. The thorns in my body, a much different hue,
Thanks for the devi watch
see you round school!
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The arts are my life, a continuation of myself
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Acetaminophen,
You see the medicine!
Oh girl,
You have no faith in medicine!
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"I wake up to find it's another four-aspirin morning and I dive in. I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday; when did society decide that we have to change and wash a shirt after every individual use? If it's not dirty, I'm gonna wear it."
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