A War No One Can Win
The world has abandoned us
We must stand alone;
We must fight to survive
All that matters is that
We exist; living is irrelevant
We go on forever, lost
Unwanted, unloved, untouched
By time and space
We are the weirdos, the kinky
The abused, the hurt,
And the depressed masses that
No one wants to deal with
We are the ugly, the deformed
The forgotten. We are the low
Self-esteem of a mourning
World drowning in shame
No one wants us and so we
Don’t want them. We must fight alone
We must make our stand, because
The world has abandoned us.
The silence is a deafening thing
Sound echoes so hollow, the emptiness
Screams more words than we could ever
Follow with our ears or hearts.
It draws everything into it,
Pulling, calling, and taking
Shuting all away, never letting on
That it knows everything.
The silence takes away your
Breath, it renders you helpless
To feign pleasantness, to be
Fake like you were before.
The silence makes you tell the
Truth as you never told before
Silence forces you to be the real you
It takes away all pretense,lying no more.
Love was the honey drop
Held to this plate
It rolled freely as the
Plate tilted in the soft hands
Viscous checked it from falling down,
Yet letting it roll the way it wanted.
The cold wave, gusty wind
Fleeting rain and burning cold
The little drop froze
Sharp pick, hurt and bruises
Impatient and anger lit the flame
Red, orange and blue
Bruise and soot clad hands
Forayed the sweet drop in the heart
Eyelashes too small,
A girl’s face
Is staring back.
Shoulders too broad,
Tummy too round,
Waist is all that’s there,
I’ve made it worse!
Chopped off all my hair!
I HATE you!
I HATE YOU!
You’re not good enough!
No One will EVER love YOU!
And a bore!
Who could ever like you!
Not even your own mother wants
To be around you! I
You make me sick..
So I recite
To each and every mirror on the wall
That shows me
The Ugliest monster
A Well That Will Never Run Dry
The tears I cry are sad
And lonely tears,
And bitter fears
Of what may not come to be.
I stare out into the midnight
Blue darkness that engulfs
The night of my soul
And feel my heart sink,
So crestfallen inside
That the world is not still
And green with life
And love such as the love that
And waiting in the
Core of my soul’s heart.
And forever all
That ask the vows.
This is the well
That will never run dry,
This is the reason
The distance makes me cry
Every word I speak is an obscenity in disguise.
Every truth I speak is hidden in 1000 lies.
Did it ever occur to you that it’s MY life I despise?
Laugh away the pain,
Cry in silent agony for sleep’s guise
Run away to hide my pain,
Shun the sunshine.
Hold my head as the earth quakes,
No one hears my cries.
Words and silence both are equal destroyers,
Both my demise;
Overwhelmed by life’s tragic traumatic travesty.
The Rainbow Killers
Words, spiked hearts of
Thorny malice slash
With steely claws at
The waning, failing
Defenses of sweet, blythe
Joy of heart. Have no chance
Of survival, these lovely,
Gentle creatures who warm
And ameliorate; They who love
For the sake of loving and are
Slain by the bitter, unfeeling,
Frozen hearted emissaries of the
Wretched sun for the sake of silent
Submission to blinding obedience,
To a slow, meaningless death of spirit.
For how are we to fight a godly war?
When I first kiss you,
I felt my knees go weak,
I couldn’t even speak,
With a passion flowing free,
Sparks flew that we both saw,
A touch so soft and tender
A kiss I would remember,
I’m sure I kissed you back,
With the fire no kiss should lack,
You left me wanting more,
My soul you did explore,
My heart no longer fill with pain,
Darling, kiss me once again.
I want to go to a far away place called home
I want a man that I can call my own
I’m an angel who wants everyone to know
I am very lonely I want somewhere to go
It hurts so bad I can’t sleep at night
Till I’m alone in my room holding on to my pillow tight
I dream about glasses breaking
And when I get anxious my legs start shaking
These thoughts drag me in so deep
I think about it so much, till I can’t sleep
I’m talking to someone, maybe from above
But no one is there to love
It feels like I can’t have this or this is what it seems
And when I do sleep lonely in my dreams
All I want is to go home
And have one man to call my own
Silhouetted against the sky azure
The white roses majestically stand;
Their creator none but a magic wand
For all creatures big or small they lure.
And their complexion the purest of pure
But accursed to grow only on private land;
And thrive only when given a hand
By someone who is willing to endure.
Adorned in white ,a beauty,heavenly dame
Like the rays of the mighty sun;
This reverie of mine was painfully broken
When upon a beheaded stalk I came.
And suddenly in my mind echoed a shot of gun
I remembered I was on earth not in heaven.