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Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.
FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.
 
It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.
 
I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?
 
What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –
Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)
UneditedWe cry.
We scream.
We fight for our dream.

We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.

The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.

The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.

So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?

Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?

Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.

Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"
Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.
lifelinesI fear the sound of sparrows
and the density of leaves
against dew-muffled blades
of grass,

and I'm drowning
in the sky.

My skin has learned how
to peel itself off
without causing a commotion
in my marrows or
even show the slightest hint
of pain,
and my heart has learned how
to hush the stars in their wake
and keep it all a secret.

There's a sea in my mouth
and I can't swim.

There are lifelines
cast like these and it will
all end with the same tragedy.
We are the King and Queen of Broken DreamsStanding still in a mine field, staring at all we have left.
We were so young, we didn’t stop to think.
Now we’re in a car crash, teetering on the brink.
If you were to leave me now, I don’t know what I’d do.
 
It was a whirl wind romance,
A light when all was black, a spark of something when all was bleak.
You swept me off my feet and made me feel brand new.
I thought we could live forever and I’m certain you did to.
 
We built a house without foundations
And now we’re falling down,
Everything’s crumbling around us, time slipping through out fingertips.
People used to walk past us but they were to drunk to see,
That our lives are coming apart around us, there is no light as far as we can see.
 
There was no fire to start with,
Just two broken things, the world had left behind.
The casualties of other people’s dreams of power, money and control,
Spat out onto the curb to rot away and die.
We never stood a chance or so
of seafoam thronesFrom Atlas’ hands she wept to me,
atop Africas and South Atlantics;

this is one situation unaffected by
ember eyes and windy lashes
(it has no anatomy).

You are sparrows stranded
in tiny crevices and cliffside love,
though you rebuke flight
in the fear of chipping feathers.

   So what do you do?

You reach for my soul,
coveting flight with shaking
dainty arms…

and perhaps I’ll let you:
With flytrap lips and
glass shaped hips…
you are unfit for anything but
sight.

(But beauty isn’t everything)
Falling off the EdgeDo you know what it feels like?
To nearly fall off the edge,
but not quite...
just so that you're dangling;
clinging for your worthless life
lest it fall into the sea of loneliness.
Your callused, pink fingers turning
to a shade of purplish-red of pain
as it does it best to hold on.

Splash.

In the sea of loneliness,
everything is crisp, translucent.
There is nothing around you,
you are alone...
unlike other people,
you have no one
clamouring to save you;
you have no one
diving in to get you out.

There is no point
screaming for help,
you will only waste
the little time and air you have left.
You only have the darkness
of the sea envelop
PerfectEver had the feeling where you can't stop looking at a picture?
Your gorgeous face makes me smile
Go weak at the knees
Makes me giggle like a little girl

Those morning texts
All day conversations
Random silly things like that
Make me smile

I see the led light flash the colours I've set for when I get a message from you
My heart flutters
My cheeks flush
I go deaf to the world when I'm reading a message from you

If your down
I'm always there for you
I know you don't want to worry me
I know you want me to smile
But I'm always here for you
No matter how you feel
I'd prefer to help
Than for you to be down

Your gorgeous eyes
Are mesmerising
You
weight of the worldand suddenly--
it was like the world decided that
it didn't want to carry its burden any longer,
so it shifted the weight
into the hollows of my bones
and told me that
it was my problem now.
Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.

But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.

That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.

But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.

No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.

So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.
A Charmed LifeDoll-faced men and sinkholes, ancient tombstones
Leaves piled ankle-deep, falling down
Old wells, old graves, old friends lost
Pirate adventures in Neverland
Don't go into that barn

Ponchoboy and Rangergirl rise from the ashes
From the cold river, from afar
Remember before they were born, how they
Held hands and jumped into the world
Don't go into that school

Ladybugs, pennies, notes from the dead sun eclipse
Scrape the inside of your skull for clues
All the old dreams are still there, petrified
You are a rock of ages gibbering
Don't go into that factory
Why don't you kill yourself?“Why don’t you kill yourself?”
Is the voice that often pops in my head
To remind me I’d be better off dead.
As I sit in my two story house
I’m always alone and filled with doubt.
I take medications I don’t know why
These thoughts constantly go through my mind.
I remind myself I have friends who care
And my parents, well, try to be there.
Some would think I’m being over dramatic
Others will think these thoughts could only come from an addict
Or a psycho.
As I weigh the pros and cons
The commercials shut off, the main program goes on
So I turn my mind off and let the show play
And hope that I can be happy one day.
You Are BlindYou see a picture.
A girl with a smile on her face.

She looks beautiful.
She wasn't going anyway fancy.
But she wore her black make up.
And her brand new top.

But that isn't what I see...

Look a little closer...
Can't you see the tears that have just been wiped away?

Look a little closer...
Can't you see her right fist clenched,
Fumbling for her over strap bag?

Look a little closer...
Can't you see the left hand grip her long sleeve for dear life?

Look a little closer...
Can't you see her mind is running with thoughts tonight?

Look a little closer...
And maybe you'd have seen the warning signs....
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Heaven Song Of Peace And LoveGrandfather
I ask that you watch
This world of ours
It suffers so much

Grandfather
I pray that you sing
Your old song
And peace returns

Grandfather
I hope you hear me
Heaven is far away
Though I know you smile

Grandfather
You taught me many things
That I will never forget
I always thank you

Grandfather
I still think
Of your old laughter
It makes me happy

Grandfather
I ask that you teach
This world of ours
It has forgotten so much

Grandfather
I pray that you sing
Your old song
And peace returns
Chaos And Peace: Stranger Love"You hold me...
Control my heart...
Kiss me behind the tears"

You say I love you...
Take hold of my leash...
Lay with me hiding the cold emotions"

We are nothing alike
Sun and moon in one sky

Love and hate rising fast
A wall of feelings divides our minds

Though our hearts rarely listen
They seek the pleasure and pain

Its not what you usually see
Lovers who live like this

Something strange to everyone else
Its a taboo in every sense

Though as I said before
We can't help this odd attraction

It draws in a heart no matter the distance
A kiss sparks the loving flame

Each moment is enjoyed
Passion doesn't ever fade

That's real
Pirate's Moving WavesLook to the blue sea
The waves move anyway

Look to the drifting moon
The light glows in the night sky

I want to see the world at my feet
The lands of each ocean call for me

I don't care if people want to laugh
I'll sail across the sea until my days end

What others say about me doesn't matter
They don't know how to be what I dream

There's more to this than a ship on waves
Countless ways clash in the storm

A hope for freedom in a world fading fast
Something that only a pirate may reach for

So I won't let you chain me to the sand
I'll go where my heart wants to linger

I'm going to see you disappear in the sun
Won't ever return t
Winter Upon Sandia's MountainsThe Winters upon Sandia's mountains can be harsh
Snow falls from Heaven almost every evening
I find myself hoping to hear an angel sing again
Though the cold wind brings only silence

Years passing by leave us with the vibrant memories
Thoughts lingering deep inside as stars fall
Wandering by another river is so difficult
When the path is covered with the ice of yesterday

Often in Winter nights spirits scatter in the sky
Forgetting that this is their time to rest
You know I can only lay outside in the cold air
I want to watch the spirits of old before they leave
Winter Snow Going To HeavenShould I forget the pale glow?
The moon seems to fade more and more
I can barely see it's faint smile
Time is often the most cruel

Will you still think of me someday?
I'm just Winter snow laying here waiting
The Summer will eventually come
Life ends with many laughs and tears

Should I remember the old days?
Heaven comes closer with each breath
Flowers fall on my heart one more time
Mother Earth holds her children again
Bow And Arrow's Forgotten StoryLove and war take it all
Where do human beings still linger?

Passion and dream see the end
Where does our world still live?

An arrow knows many stories
The bow recalls many songs

Though do they ever get to speak?
The world ignores their story

Tears gather in the cold Winter night
There can be no more of what they loved

For so long bow and arrow knew
The way that was quickly fading away

They saw countless men live and die
Trying to survive in a painful time

Rising and falling with each season
Passing on and going to Heaven far too soon

Every battle took a little bit of their souls
Bow and arrow wept silently

They only wanted

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After the Dust Scatters

:iconmarluxiaxiii:

As the dust scatters in the rising suns light...
I can see the people left laying on the rivers banks
The sight tears me apart... bury my heart at wounded knee

When I was young I remember life spent on the plains
We could wander wheresoever we pleased and were free
This land wasn't like it is today... the rivers ran blue...
The wind flowed pure and the wild flowers bloomed
We lived along side the buffalo and game of the black hills
Always staying close to the center of our proud world

Then the white man came from across the great waters...
And said that he alone owned the very Earth under our feet
Our people tried our best to be friends with these people
Though as time passed they became like locust on the prairie...
Destroying everything they touched so they could be rich
When they invaded our homeland... we could only fight back

The many winters to follow would see much chaos...
Our proud Sioux people had the greatest chiefs in the world
They did everything they could to protect our innocents
Though even they could not withstand the white locusts
Eventually one by one each of our chiefs fell in battle
Till our people finally lost their home and heart

That day I woke up to the sound of horses charging
We were told to gather in front of the whites outside
We had already lost everything... yet they still hated us
Soon the shots rung out in the cold air as we screamed
After many hours had passed the innocent were left dead
Scattered on the banks of the icy river as they fled

Sometimes at night memories of that day come back to me...
And tears... many tears... run down my cheeks each time

As the dust scatters in the rising suns light...
I can see the people left laying on the rivers banks
The sight tears me apart... bury my heart at wounded knee
:iconmarluxiaxiii:
"I shall not be there
I shall rise and pass
Bury my heart at Wounded Knee"

-Stephen Vincent Benet
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