InsanityThe sky is purpleThe sea is redMy dog is a dragonMy brother a demonA creature perchesOn my shoulderAnd whispersEvil deedsHe tells me to dump the oilAnd light the matchCut the ropeAnd watch the chandelier dropBlood seeps from the wallsScreams echo in the darkThe moon calls to meIn a sweet lullabyOf insanity
feyThe wind whispers to mein hushed tonesThe trees rustleand tell me their talesThe sunlight fills mewith warmth and wonderThe shadows reach for mecraving lust and destructionThe sea sharesits sorrows with meThis is who i am, feyMy world, that of Faerie
Faeriethe windin my haircool waterlapping againstmy bare feetthe warmthof the suncaressing my skinthis is my worldthe world ofFaeriewill you come awaywith me?will you be myother half?balance my worldbe the calm againstthe stormthe moonlighti revel inthe fire thatkeeps the dark at baymy love,come with meto Faerie
Mine?I ask forForeverAnd You sayYou willAlwaysBe thereButThe distanceScares meThe timeUnravels meWhen we areTogether againWill you stillBe mine?
My WorldWhen I'm with youEverything fades awayYou make me feel aliveI want you all the timeWhen you're goneI feel emptyColdLostDeadBut, when I'm with youThe world comes aliveThe colors are brighterThe sounds clearerThe tastes sweeterYou are my strengthMy stability, my everythingYou are my world
melt downmy lifetornmy heartshatteredmy head isa mess ofconfusioni don't knowwhat to docan you tell mewhat to doim in themiddle ofa mentalbreak downoh yesim havinga melt down
RELIEFThe biteof thebladeThe stingof thepainThe flowof thebloodreliefsosweet
Hopedarkso darki runand irunwhere isthe lightthe wallsare closing inhopelessand alonein thedarka smilein thenighta warmthin thecoldyour handheld outto memyshininghope
ESCAPElostin amaze ofinsanityrunningthroughempty roomsand burningforestssearchingalwayssearchingfor anescape
winter brew.he wrote me a love songin a teacup.I drank down the words,let them warm me upfrom the inside out.
Six Word Stories~She's far stronger than you think. ***I love you: three deadly words. ***Be careful; she's a delicate butterfly. ***Can't the peace overcome the hate? ***You and I, we are perfect. *** His lips are warm, for now. ***Hold me until dawn's subtle light. ***He's rare, don't loosen your grip. ***Your lethal words aren't welcome here. *** You mean the world to her. ***Use more tact the next time. ***His heart is torn to pieces. ***You only gave her shattered glass. ***He had my heart held captive.
This Is SchizophreniaI feel like I'm talking to myself,and not in the humorous way,not like the, I'm “going” insane waybecause I am Insane.I'm insane in the sense that I can hearthings that aren't necessarily there,things that burrow their little bodiesinside of my ears.And insane in the way I see things, things thatyou can't see. And trust me it'snothing to “feel” special about, not a magic act,not a special power that I harness.This is schizophrenia.This is a delusion so real and “natural”that you can't tell whether it's imaginationor something unnaturalThis is a nightmare that never goes away,that a pinch to the arm only angers morethan medications that are supposed to stopthe mental sores.These are arms so red and angry,because pinching doesn't work,but you pinch and pinch and pinchin order to maintain some sort of normality.And these next few lines are not todote down on Christians, becauseI'm one of you. Just God'sforsaken child, I
god is lovei want to scream god is love. i want to hide god is love i want to cry god is love i want to give up god is love i want to fight. god is love. i want to hate. god is love i want to die. god is love i want to disappear but god is love. i want to cry god is love. never give up dear friends for we are not alone for god is love dear friend reverse thinking for inspiration . it does not matter which religion you are. we are his children there is light in the darkness donnot give up
Rest In PowerThere is a girlThat won't be able to grow up now.Just because closed minded people,Refused to use the right pronouns.There is a boyThat won't be able to get married.Or have a chance to change the world.Because his mother abused him with her words.I don't understand why people can't just seeSomeone who looks or thinks differently.And see something beautiful, something unique.Instead they live in fear of the monsterThat is diversity.I am speaking to you, parents.Of all the people us kids look up to.It is you.We look to you for guidance,We look to you for reassuranceAnd we look to you for love.If you can't accept the possibilityThat your kid might turn out differentlyThan you or other people's children.Then don't have kids.Because honestly to be a parentYou need love.And that is something you obviouslyDon't have.
HopeWhen no one else ever seemed to notice me,You were the first to say "hello".And you did so with beaming joy.When I felt so outcast and alone from the world,You were the one who sat by my side.And listened with an open heart.When no one else would acknowledge my very existence,You were the one to reach out and bare your soul to me.And you made me feel like somebody.When I thought of so many reasons to die...You became my reason to live...And I will never forget that.
This Isn't the EndDon't make the same mistake I did.I've been watching you.How you've been slowly slipping away.I've laid next to you on the daysThat you lay in bed and watch the lightMove across your room.As the sun crawls through the sky.I've watched you before you wake up.Before you get out of bed.How you whisper that it's all just in your head.How you take out your favorite sweater.The marks are hidden, gone.No one would ever know better.I've watched you reject meal after meal.Because you just don't 'feel' Like eating.And to be perfectly honest,You don't feel like living.I've watched you stand on the roof top.I've watched you examine the bill bottles.But I am also the thing that makes you stop.And put the things away.The thing that tells you that you won't die today.Because I've been watching youI know the feeling too.But we're not the same.And it'd be such a shameTo see someone as,BeautifulAs strongAnd as brilliant as you.Make the same mistake as me.Keep your head hel
Soldier BoyOne day he came home,A man given freedom.He looked in the mirror,And liked what he saw...The days wore on,And he lived his life.Morning PT was a distant memory,So too were the shouts of a Sergeant.Training came thrice at first,Then twice, then once,Then none...The days wore on...And life became harder,Sacrifices were made.He looked in the mirror one day,And didn't like what he saw.Not anymore...Not the pot-bellied man working for a few scraps.Nor the slovenly fellow who'd forgotten how to clean his kit.He earned his freedom, but he had lost what he respected...And the days wore on...And so he went out running, one fateful day,His lungs burning with every breath.Yet despite the pain inside his chest, He resolved the soldier, would return to his best."You've been gone a long time Corporal Chen, what say we go once more around the yard!"-Word of Chen, One-shot, 24 February
exit stage leftif this were a movie, this would be the momenti break down crying in your arms and i tell youevery little thing about myself that i’ve learnedto hate at four in the morning when i wake upand ask myself why i’m still alone and you would piece my worldback together with your hands and a simple phrase and i wouldno longer want to cry all the damn time and i wouldwant to leave the house and actually end up leaving the houseand if this were a movie that would be the climax andthat would be the ending scene, usfalling to the ground, me in your arms,me with my make up running, me thanking godthat i met you, you holding me, you pressing your face to myhair, you thanking god that you were able to get to me in timeand if this were a movie you would hold my handthrough turning off ovens and lockingthe backdoor at night and you would cook dinner on the nights thati can’t get out of the bedroom and you would eventually figureout not to worry about me when i
fallingfallingfallingfallingdeeperanddeepereverythinggoes blackcold tendrilsof fog creeparound methe darkoblivionconsumes mei let goand falla silent cryescapes my lipsi reach outmy handand hopeyou willcatch mebefore i'mlost