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RelapseIt’s like counting
Saturn’s rings,
hash marks
along your limbs -
remembering a time
when

‘just one more’

made you feel better.

- & you’re sitting there
wondering why
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s

falling.

Battle in my MindEat.
Don't eat.
Take it easy.
Work out until you pass out.
Get help.Tell someone.
Keep it a secret. It's only for you and me.
You're perfect.
You're worthless.
You're beautiful.
You're disgusting.
Why won't you listen?
They don't understand.
Let me help you.
You don't understand.
Show me.
No!
I love you..

WorthlessWorthless,
the name that cuts like a knife,
Me,
it's all that you see inside,
My heart,
is breaking with every breath I take
The lies,
the only thing I can't seem to face.

Ode to the boy with diamonds for eyesI think we were a collision course waiting to happen
And when I think back to the day when we first
Stumbled across one another, red sneakers hanging off gutters
Cherry cola voice overs and dilated pupils
We led one another on to believe in the night sky of connect the dot constellations

You wanted to dissect me and peer into the insides of my lungs
Only to find witches breath and dandelions
Slicing iron vowels you locked your hands in mine
And we fell into the static of dreaming disease
The operating table broke away to reveal a sky that never existed
And we couldn't help but laugh at the irony
Because wishing was never an option
The ane

In The Daylight

In The Daylight

A false downfall
An unexpected revival

Sunset to moonset
Shining through darkness

Life...redefined
Death...redesigned

In the valley of promises- I will fear no end
On the brink of weakness- I will ascend
-
Roads of the toughest
Paths of the darkest

I conditioned my flawed limits
So fearful memories won't be paralytic

I had to raise my own spirit
Strength and endurance become so vivid

A chance for change / A moment of fate
A time to make peace / A brief feeling of creed
A sealing of my slate / A silencing of my mistakes
A secret ready to be freed / A chain soon-to-be incomplete

Pain and peace are infinite
Judge the wrat

Our MasksThe masks we wear are perfect
Never loose and rarely tight
They keep us safe from others
And keep our demons out of sight

They smile when we are broken
And laugh when we simply must
No blemish or imperfection
A creation that will never rust.

I seldom ever remember
Who I am without my mask
That to peel off that layer
Is such a daunting task

All others carry one as well
Wherever they may go
And no matter what is on their minds
Only the molded mask will show.

The lies they preach in public
Or the scars along their wrists
Are left mute to others knowledge
Ignorance is such a splendid gift

My mask is oh so perfect
Not a crack will show
Alway

wallflower clippingsthere's scar tissue in her throat,
swollen around the words she never said;
dark rings around her eyes
like planets unremembered, and
a staleness to her touch,
the crystalline Dead Sea.

she's living like a story
that's already been told
"if no one loved you
would you mean anything at all?"

in that moment,
we forget to exist.

One special personEveryone leaves you.
Everyone gives up.
Everyone stops loving you, and stops believing in you, and stops caring about you.
Everyone will say something to hurt you.
Everyone will eventually agree with you when you say “I feel worthless”.
And everyone will eventually say something about you.
And everyone will hurt you intentionally.
Everyone leaves you.
And everyone gives up.

But one person, one special person
Will never leave you.
Will never give up on you.
Will never stop loving you, and never stop believing in you, and never stop caring about you.
Never say anything to hurt you.
Never let you say “I feel worthless”,

LonelyLonely.
Unnoticed.
People don't even look
when they walk by.
Always ignored...
Nobody even asks my ideas,
my opinion.
Nobody even knows
who I am.
When people see me,
they either ignore me,
or ask a question:
"Who are you?"
But they don't even bother
to listen to my response:
"I'm Canada."
Forgotton.
Forgotton by everyone.
Forgotton by my friends, my allies.
Maybe one day
Someone will remember my name.
Canada.

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

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.

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

Lost In ConfusionLost In Confusion

My mind is spinning without a rest
Emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on..

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A roller-coaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noises echo

Best DiseaseWaves crash through the emptiness that fills the air around
Beating rocks upon the shore with silence as their sound
Sunset melts across the sky and paints the clouds with color
Lying there beside you, something wondrous like no other
Suddenly, the blades start slicing through my very skin
Every knife upon your tongue that came from far within
Running through the thickest forest, dirt rests in my cuts
Throwing knives into my flesh, the blade coated in rust
And though you are the one that scarred me, brought me to my pain
I continue dreaming of our kiss inside the rain
Maybe you have broken me, and maybe you’re impure.
But your love i

Deactivatedthere are voids and black holes
and wounds,
papercuts sinking deep into
finger fissures
only to meet the unmarred love
of bones, strong and
bare and pure.

dark oceans are bleached
into tears that leave nothing
but sea salt in my lips

and my words are injustice
to the death of
your poetry.

this is me
drowning,
trying to be
you

trying to preserve the ardor
of your words
and the honey sweet taste
of your passion

it's also
how my lungs work
(when I don't read something from you
I die more than a little on the inside).

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Dreams

I close my eyes
in darkness deep,
awaiting the embrace of sleep.

my last escape
from a world of lies
and foes wearing a friend's disguise.

and as I fall into sleep's hands,
submit myself to her commands,
does she let my mind fall still
and empties it, for dreams to fill.

Hope?

A prison like no other,
where walls and bars
do not exist.

No guards to make
their rounds.

No dogs to track him,
should he run.
No alarms for them
to sound.

No jailer tasked
to guard the key.
No towers and
no armory.

Nothing to hinder
his escape.
Just him and
his choice to make.

And yet he sits
perfectly still.

The model prisoner
with broken will.

Ensnared within his mind until
Hope comes to set him free.

A little song

The room was barren
of life- a void
I look around, feeling annoyed.
the beautiful devil
In its cage,
its song an offer,
an vow, a plea.

He sang this to my
eager ears.
And torn between my hopes and fears
i cast the die, i spun the wheel.

The stakes were high, but
rest assured.
The promise of the little bird;
the words she spoke
I wish you'd heard.
a siren's song
it had to be!
For it to make
such a fool of me.

For he who took
the leap of faith
without considering
his fate,

Is truly a fool
and cursed to wait
forever in this
sorrowful state
for a promise that
he himself know
will never come to pass.

embraceI sit alone within these walls
Alone in my rocking chair
Awaiting his embrace.
There is a knock upon my door
A sound I've been waiting for
No dread, no reget, I know my end is come.
I've cast away the fear, for in the face
Of inevitability, there is no use for tears.
I've waited since before I knew I was waiting,
Or what the wait was for.
His hand extended, he greets me like a friend.
I've never known him quite so well,
despite meeting him before.
I smile as I reach for his embrace;
I know what is to come.
Just days ago I sat, cowering in terror
Before I realized the absurdity of my error
The fear I felt when I lived
Th

StatementStatement
The unexamined life is not worth living.
My earliest memories are ones of change. Pocket change jingling in my pocket as I rode the escalator down into the Kiev underground. I held my mother's hand as we swam through the crowd, toward the yawning maw of the boarding tunnel. The roar of the jet's engine, accompanied by the rhythmic vibrations of the fuselage hull, signaled the departure from comfort and home, and a journey into the roiling unknown of change.
How change as driven its chisel into the megalith of history, shaping it with each hammer stroke, and defined its ever-changing façade. Change is the source of all hum

RegretsRegrets
-tkach
Day turns to dusk, Dusk fades to night,
within who's shadow, entombed in spite
the wrongs you never sought to right;
wraiths feeding on your past.

Words of hate, spat forth in scorn,
neglect of those whom you now mourn.
Love torn to shreds as it was born;
forgotten, left a waif.

Forget your past, flee from your pain;
add links to make a heavy chain
who's echo burden will remain
until your final breath.

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Duality

by ~shiek0, Jul 17, 2011, 10:57:55 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Duality
By tkach

Yin and Yang
An artist's soul
Two halves, each make
The other whole

One a façade
A mask to wear
To hide from sight
What's really there

The other's hidden
Out of sight
Where it shall never
See the light

But ever-present
It persists
To show the world
It exists

Within our words
And through our art
And music flowing
From the heart

Is everything
We wish to say
But cannot seem
To find a way.

Dualityby ~shiek0

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Something that came out at 4am last night as i lay in bed, frustrated at a few things. Among which, incidentally, was the failure of a ballad that always seems half done, but never quite there. So, if this poem seems a bit incomplete and not quite finished, that is because i\'ve been feeling like that seems to be a prevalent characteristic of my work of late. I\'m sure we\'ve all had something similar happen to us...right?

upon request, I found the yin-yang image on google, and its not mine

~duckiescandoanything Sep 9, 2012

This is so cool!

~Devyt Feb 12, 2012

Dude... Are you like, psychic or something?
But, in all seriousness, that really resonated w/ me.

~ZenScout Feb 11, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

You. What a great exercise for unblocking...you swiftly nailed it here.
Thank You for Sharing this!

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