SuffocationIm suffocating,under you tight grasp.This glass houseis getting too small.Seeing out,but not being letout.Im dying withoutsomeoneto hold me.Im the black sheepyou never loved.Glistening stars.I was once lost.Never noticingthat you really did [ [love me.] ]Every imperfectionwas perfected.Every tearswept away byyour soft hands.I am one of manybut the only onethat has your hearton my sleeve.
Selfish.SelfishI watched him die at my feet.His eyes glassy and his skin,oh his skin
The mask...I was too selfishand it was too late.My ears, blistered,From the inside,Scream at me.Its not the only pain
My feet are rotten,and are melting off of me.The machine I loadGlares at me,Mocks me,Angers me.So much prideTaken awayWith a single blast.I am one of few. [[I am a survivor.]]I am to go home.But I have none.The home I left loved me.Cheered me on.Now it is desolateLike the no mans landI had become so accustom to,But so is my heart.Oh, my heart
I was selfish,But it was still too late.-Emily Johnson
TreesShes standing tall with the trees.Gold, red, with rich smells of autum.Her dark wisps of hair move with the chilled air.It is you that she would kill for.Her eyes like daggers.They spear into your soul.You cant escape her deadly wrath.She has out smarted you. [again.]She challenges you.You daringly accept.Wrong again my love.In this there has to be a loser,And it is you.She breaks.HOW DARE YOU BREAK HER.This is not the way she is.She is tall and strong. Like the trees.
I Miss YouDear Grandmother Frances,There are so many thingsLeft unsaid.Like I love you andI need you by my side.You left me,And without even saying goodbye.Leaving me,With nothing but a picture.Its black and white,And so is everyones memory of you.The hurt has never been healed,Unlike your tumer.It was cancer.It ate you,And me.I was an unborn child.Relying only on my mothers strength.From inside I could only hear my mothers sobs.Her tears tasted of salt.And then I came.My grand entrance unseen by you.Even as an infant, born with no identity,I felt you.Smelled your sent.Likeable, friendly, forgiving.Your eyes like my sisters.Deep Gray As if calling me to you.All
My Mere ImageAll I wanted to do was fall apart.Collapse into your warm arms.Where Im safe.Where Im loved.But you tell me that love comes at a price,And I just havent got the money.Now all that matters is the ground underneath my feet,The soil underneath the trees,The cycle of life that has left me out.Im stuck.Everything you used to be is a mere image of my perfect love.I dont know why I still love you.But love takes time to forget,And lets face itI just havent got the schedule.Life is purple skies and lullabies.What we used to be is now over the rainbow.Where you used to melt me like lemon drops.Now I just lie here.And pretend to not hear your voiceThat haunts my dreams.My aching bones scream,Even more then the train I just missed.All we are.All we should have been.All we will ever be.Is just a mere image of my perfect love.
Mission Failed.I cant make the world spin.You think it so easy for me. [But your not saving the world.]My cape is stuck.My superpowers dont work.My spidy senses arent tingling anymore. [I hate not having an identity]Sometimes I need a break.I know its an absurd thought.But maybe I cant do everything. I know you hate me now.Ive failed you again.But trust me
You will get along just fine without me.
A Drought...My heart is in the pit of my stomach.I hate you and all you are worth.I see you smileBut all I do is stare back.Tears seem to come like raindrop dancingIn a thunderstorm.There is no droughtBut Im still dying of thirst.Oh. This game is played well.I see.You see.Monkey sees.Are you tired yet of this run around?Is this the end of this tirade? Oh. But it has only just begun.