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It Won't Rain Every DayThe fowl weather may suit your mood
Blackened clouds might have their way
When things look bleak we tend to brood
But it won't rain every day
Personal storm clouds block your sight
Every thought you think is blue
Dreary skies hold back the warm suns light
Sometime soon it will get through
If sunlight cuts through mourning skies
It's quite likely more will follow
Rainbows will smile if the sky cries
Brilliant warmth fills hearts so hollow
Biting rain may come back for a while
Jealous storms could hide the sun
Please don't let the raindrops steal your smile
If they do you'll come undone
Though the weather may not match your mood
You can be warmed from within
If you smile then black clouds may brood
Rain can flow down your thick skin
Graveyard TreasuresEach human heart contains a chest
A secret vault of untouched dreams
These bright ambitions give life zest
At least that's how it seems
These stars are there for us to reach
But some choose the moon instead
Sand writings are washed off the beach
Like dreams die when we're dead
Beneath the surface these stars rest
Nobody knows they're there
In life we have to try our best
As the graveyard doesn't share
These treasured dreams just fade away
They can't be brought to life
The living can't share their dismay
And it cuts deep like a knife
These graveyard treasures are long gone
They can't show off their true worth
What could have been has never shone
Flames go out beneath the earth
The Screaming SilentListen to the screaming silent
Iron eyes will tell the story
Their walls tell tales of love so violent
The guilty ones aren't usually sorry
The life they live is hidden well
As the truth acts like a noose
There are some things men just don't tell
So they endure the abuse
You wouldn't think to look for them
But I know the scars are there
These tiny cracks can break a gem
When it's mentioned people stare
It happens to men of every kind
Even stoic people break
They work so hard to keep us blind
But just how much can they take
Pride keeps the battered underground
On the surface they look fine
They stand up tall when we're around
These men aren't easy to define
The Romance That Cannot BeDepth is scarce in this shallow world
True romance is hard to find
And I don't mean the romanticized crap
To the truth I'm not so blind
I mean the depth my age group wants to have
But are far to wild to tame
Many get caught up in pointless ties
They play love just like a game
They don't seek the depth my insides crave
So alone I'll have to wait
Maybe I see too deep for my age
My tired heart tears at the gate
Though I see the door I can't walk through
Not until they leave the start
Maybe someday soon they'll all catch up
They'll mature inside their heart
Until then my romance just can't be
No I can't turn back the page
Once you've seen this much your eyes won't close
Naive acts I just can't stage
Breaking OutQuestions stir in the back of my mind
Trails of pebbles leave mysteries to find
A collection of bandages helps me to mend
Lets just turn the page and skip to the end
The end of the longing forever repressed
A resurrection for dreams that were never confessed
Acceptance for something I've always denied
The removal of walls that I've built up inside
I've reinforced them with pain over the years
Treated them with denial to hold back the tears
They kept everything out but they trapped me within
Once I break these walls down where am I to begin?
When I flip through past pages my memories emerge
The haunting song in my head sounds just like a dirge
Should I be grieving the time that has all gone to waste?
Is it ever too late to have lost hopes replaced?
Answers bubble in the depths of my heart
If I could only understand them I'd know where to start
When you're just waking up you can't see through the haze
Breaking out of yourself feels like one giant maze
Better Left AloneForget the words passionately whispered
Every second chance has just been blown
Sometimes questions are better left unanswered
All our truth should be left alone
Extinguish flames that burn inside you
Close off the doors leading to nowhere
Abandon dreams that will never come true
If you hunt me down I won't pretend to care
The romantic game has finally ended
Don't call expecting another go around
I've let go of thoughts I once defended
Some things are better left underground
There won't be a connection if you see me
You'll be another memory from the past
We were never chained and yet I feel free
I let go of the baggage we amassed
Somehow I thought that I would feel more hollow
Maybe it really was time for things to end
Perhaps I'm the only one who felt the deathblow
I honestly hope you don't take long to mend
Buried AliveThe stress of life is bearable
But a plate can only hold so much
Even the strongest foundations crack
This weight breaks every crutch
Each daily worry adds to the pile
They all feed the monster in your head
The voice that whispers in your ear
That mocking laughter under your bed
Over time each day grows strenuous
It seems you live just to survive
You're heart grows heavier every day
This is what it's like to be buried alive
Friends may question your mental health
Hell, you question it every day
But can you bring yourself fall apart
Or will you push them all away
It's a dangerous place to find yourself
When searching for answers, you may be lost
Stubbornness and pride deceive the mind
With conscious ignorance comes a cost
Ignorance Is Not A CrutchGrown ups flap their mouths like wings
They won't stop their constant bickering
Selfish fools think like they are kings
Why don't they hear their fellows snickering
Precious time is spent waging their wars
Everyone wants things their way
Simple minds think just of settling scores
The more mature folk walk away
There are those who want to take control
They feel the need to dominate
Mouth shaped shovels dig a deeper hole
Watch them shatter each clean slate
Just like a rooster these fools strut around
The pompous fumes make me feel sick
My imaginary fists drive them underground
These stupid loudmouths make me tick
These kind of people talk too much
Yet they never say a word
Their ignorance is not a crutch
To think they'll grow up is absurd
I've Never Wanted To Be A HeroThe spotlight doesn't suit me well
Behind the scenes I'm at my best
We all dream of being super heroes
Though we don't want to take the test
A pool of blood brings me perspective
Each shallow breath drives it all home
When you're actually standing at the scene
The moment doesn't shine like chrome
One cell phone call can save a life
Pure chance can stop a fatality
Heroic evenings can be stumbled upon
Nobody dreams of the reality
Telling the family is one tough task
I'd rather run right through a wall
The shocked tears of loved ones pack a punch
I didn't ask for this at all
In this case the men lived and life went on
They carry scars they may not show
Though it's nice to know I've saved a life
I've never wanted to be a hero
Valentine's DayThe flowers are wilting,
The chocolate is melting,
The balloons are deflating,
The candles have extinguished,
The champagne has gotten warm,
The spaghetti has chilled.
But I still sit there.
That you'll show up.
Even though I know you never will.
ActShe stands on the stag
And doesn't make a move
She's read the script
She knows just what to do
Fake a smile
And laugh on cue
The funny thing is
The stag is her school
This act is her life
These tears are a knife
They kill as they sooth
And take a life
But she's had her practice
She knows just what to do
Take a deep breath
And smile like she always does
So now she stands
Her act is done
She will bow
Before she runs
It Is Killing Me InsideIt's killing me inside. Knowing that you are
Somewhere in the world right now with your family
Probably not even thinking about me. Meanwhile,
Here I am with my family, but really alone thinking of you and
Only you. It's killing me that we don't talk anymore. At all.
We used to be so close and now we are nothing. At all.
Why do you not even talk to me anymore? Even when we
First met you still talked to me, but now
We are like complete strangers. It's killing me knowing
That just the other day, we talked. Normally. For a second.
But then it was all gone. No more talking. No more friendship.
No more me because it is killing me inside.
My VoicesMuscles strain against one another
and fire burns like ice within my veins.
but I can feel the darkness closing in.
Possessed. That's what I am. Possessed.
The demons inside my head are screaming.
They say I should do it.
They say I have to.
I can hear them shouting at me from everywhere.
I can see them when I close my eyes.
I can feel their fingers at the edges of my mind.
I can't get away.
They're there. They're always there.
The voices. They're always there.
I hear them. They're always there.
Or are they?
RainWhen droplets splatter on the walk
And greens with palest blues would meet,
When crystal slithers down the stalk
And spike of shining, golden wheat,
When air is stirred by thunder's boom,
I shut myself up in my room
For ignorance has blinded me
To beauty water can set free.
I'm a SlytherinJust because I'm a Slytherin
I'm not evil
I'm not Voldemort's heir
And I'm not Bellatrix's daughter
Just because I'm a Slytherin
I don't use Avada Kedavra
I'm not using Crucio
I don't live in Azkaban
And it's not my fault the Ministry fell
Just because I'm a Slytherin
It doesn't mean I own a basilisk
You aren't less prejudiced than me
You aren't as kind as me
Or even as smart as me
Just because I'm a Slytherin
Why should my ambitions matter?
Why do you judge that I'm pureblooded?
What does it matter that I inherited this trait?
Just because I'm a Slytherin
Reflection looking back at meDragging my face through the gravel
Tossing me around like a piece of lint
My deadly thoughts and fears unravel
I guess you didn't take the hint
Tired of fighting
Overwhelmed by love and hate
Scissors, pins and knives surround me
These cuts and scars decide my fate
Pathetic, weak, bruised and burned
This is how your daughter's turned
So thank you, sir for all the lies
The insults, the threats, the broken ties
So thank you, sir for breaking me
Now when I look in the mirror
You're all I see
D E C I S I O N S
I started hearing voices
Talking in my head
And I knew I had two choices
To go crazy or be dead
So since we’re both here talking
In this cottage here today
Closed Eyesi fall on my hands and knees
sobbing into the cold floor.
the icey tile burnes my nose, my cheeks.
my knees are bleeding and glass puncture my palms.
my tears make the floor sparkle.
i look up in a longing gaze,
i see you look upon me in discust.
as my hands fell from yours you loosen your grasp,
it fell to the floor and clattered in disgrace.
i freeze as frozen as the earth below me,
as i see you staring down pittying my existance.
your back turns, and i notice your pained unforgiving face.
a face set in stone that i still somehow loved.
stone faced began to match my new stone embraced heart.
i count the steps you took as you walked away
10.. then 30 steps until you rounded the courner.
not a trace, the only evidence is a broken heart encrusted in stone.
to walk away, destroyes me.
to let my hand fall, crushes me.
to close your eyes as i cry, dumbfounds me.
how can you ignore my tears i shed for you?
how can you ignore my blood that was spilt for you?
all you did was just, close your
Disconnection NoticeThere is a point of no return
That some connections meet
In life you've got to live and learn
When bonds break rinse and repeat
It's a ruthless act to cut the cord
But sometimes there is no choice
Distant memories stab just like a sword
Fading words don't have a voice
An objective outlook may seem cold
But it helps stop the machine
Windows to the past hurt just to hold
Letting go works like morphine
For a while you just won't feel at all
But in time the clock restarts
What once seemed huge will soon grow small
Only time can heal scarred hearts
Though it's possible to bring bonds back
They aren't the same as they once were
It's like repairing a window with a crack
Though it's gone you'll remember
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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