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LaughingI know when I leave you're all laughing

Laughing at
The Freak
The Weirdo
The Loner

Laughing at
How I have no friends
How I don't fit in
How you all hate me
How I think you're my friends

I know you're all laughing at me

You'll never accept me
You'll never like me

You'll always hate me
You'll always be laughing at me

AfraidHave you ever been afraid of yourself?
It's the worst feeling there is
because no matter what you do,
no matter what you try,
you can never escape it
because you're trapped inside yourself,
terrified of what could happen next,
afraid of who you could hurt,
afraid of what you might do.
In dreams, thoughts are only amplified.
In wakefulness, horrors become real.
You tell yourself it cant be real,
tell yourself its not who you truly are.
But it is.
And nothing can change it.

Silent DreamsSilence in this world.
Almost silent.
I stand here.
Maybe lonely.
Maybe not.
I watch the world fall.
Crashing down,
bombs begin to blast.
I scream.
They scream.
Nobody hears.
The silence is unbearable.
In this world full of destruction.
In this world full of war.
In this world full of things I can't stand to see.
I'm by myself.
You're by yourself.
They're by their selves.
Everybody is alone.
Although they scream in a room full of whispers,
no one hears them.
No one hears us.
We're alone.
We're alone in this silence.
Everyone is.
Everyone is in a dream.

EmptyEverything is so wrong
I just wish I could fix it
Been broken for so long
I'm in little pieces
It hurts to wake up
It hurts to want to die
Going to bed thinking of
How you're going to survive
Another day, another year
Another cut, another tear
More heartache, more pain
A black cloud pouring acid rain
Filling my thoughts, my head
Melting what's inside
Until there's nothing left

Those feelings in cageDuring all those weeks
You been on my mind
Yet I feel so weak
And I think this is the time
That I have to tell my feelings
Only when you're leaving!

Standing near the window
I'm looking at the rain that is pouring outside
I guess I really feel alone
When the things that decide my life are actually those dices,
The water drop really show
How I cried each night till my vision blur
My heart is really slow
The only thing I hear is when my cat purr.

I really wish you'll come back to my side
So you can ease all these tides
Even though you're not gone forever
The lack of your presence is making my heart sever
When you'll come back

I can'tI want to
I need to
I have to

But I can't
Because somebody might open the door
and see...

RazorSweet little friend,
You are the only one that
Truly understands me.

The only one that
Holds my hand
When I am
Breaking.

The one that listens
When I am upset.
The only one that
Hears me crying.
The one that counsels
Me how to cope with life.

And you're hungry
For more blood.

You are jumping and
Screaming
Ready to be fed.

You love the softness of
My skin, and you promise to
Be gentle when you break
Through the vein.
But you're not strong enough.
You aren't sharp and bold
Like the others.

You're such a frail creature
And now it's your turn
To be disposed.

In the trash,
Where you always belonged.

The Mona Lisa WorldThe meaning?
The purpose?
The definition is unknown.
An expression?
Maybe.
But what does it mean?
Happiness?
No.
Because it's not always real.
Sadness?
No.
Because it's not always fake.
A word I cannot define.
If I were to know,
would it be different?
But then why?
Why don't I know?
Normal people do it all the time.
But it's fake.
Maybe real, but fake.
Not sincere.
The expression is supposedly a treasure.
More beautiful then diamonds.
Than platinum.
Just a little bit less than love.
As if I could even talk about that.
The mystery behind the action.
To raise the sides of your lips.
What's the answer the problem?
The piece to the puzzle?
Why is it that people smile?

Alone in the DarkAlone in the dark
A truly comfortable place
Far from anything
That could disturb me,
Together in the light
A very disturbing place
Near everything
That is sickening me.

When the sun decide it's time to go away
I feel this peaceful moon
So beautiful from afar
Yet ugly from near
Now compare to me
And you'll know that should keep your distances.
Sometimes i sit on the ground
Looking at the stars
Wishing I was so far,
Tears starting to fall down
Making me realize
That it's physical
So it's alright.

I may cry
But don't worry its won't harm me
I may look sad
But hey nothing in this world is perfect
Neither the world nor me

Mathematical RealityMe.
Me Equals Nothing.
Me Equals Broken.
Me Minus Nothing Equals Me.
Me Equals Me.
You.
You Equals Something.
You Equals Complete.
You Plus Nothing Equals You.
You equals You.
Me Plus You Equals Problem.
Me Dived by You equals Confusion.
You Minus Me Equals Happiness.
Me Minus You Equals Sadness.
Me Multiplied By Me Equals 1/100 of You.
You Multiplied by You Equals 50/100 of Me.
To change these facts,
is impossible.
It is the way it is.
It must stay the way it is.
A statement of fact.
The truth.
For a Positive to Be added by a Negative,
the result may always end Positive.
Math and Science always speak the truth.
Whether or not I like it.
Or if you like it.
Or if anyone likes it.
This is a statement of fact.
It is true.

Every Line.I very often walk around,
With a pen behind my ear.
My notebook shoved deep in my bag,
To write down words I hear.

The words, most commonly,
Are those locked inside my head.
Where yes, admittedly,
I feel I'd be better off dead.

I put the words to paper,
Surely it's better than my skin.
Suddenly the words start flowing,
And my writing will begin.

Then the rhyming happens,
That allows my poetry to thrive.
My writing you will realise,
Is the reason I'm alive.

So Take your hate and shove it!
Where the sun wont dare to shine.
Because for all the hate you give me,
I'll hit back with Every Line!

Broken DoveWill someone please give flight
To this broken dove
Show her happiness
tell her she is loved

Will someone please just help her
Lend her a gentle hand
Raise her in a way
That she can understand

Will someone please just notice
She's broken her small heart
And slowly, every second
her worlds falling apart

She pleads for your forgiveness
She begs you for your love
Please will someone notice
This hollow, dying dove...

Toxic LoveHis heart is an anchor
His arms are a cage
His lips are like pencils
Rewriting each page

His eyes are deceiving
His tongue tells a lie
His words say they're sorry
His hands make her cry

His smile is salvation
His scent is a drug
His power is greater
His face is just smug

She knows it's not healthy
She knows it's not right
Deep down she is scared
That she will lose this fight

He said that he loved her
He said that he cared
But in the end love
Was a burden they shared

He said that he loved her
And maybe he did
But love that's so toxic
Is not worth a quid

BreathlessHere I'm once again
Just checking if you're okay
It's a long time since I last saw you
And I know we're not friends

But even though
you want me gone
It's not that easy to leave
To be honest, you're a part of me

I hope you won't notice
That I've been here
If you do then I know you'll leave
But I love watching you, when I do I can't breath

Even if I'm dead to you
You're still on my mind
You used to be a part of me
And I'm sorry I can't let you go

I wonder what's the right thing
I wonder what to do
Maybe I should just stare at you
And you'll leave me breathless till I die

Rorschach's BlotRorschach's Blot

Spiders and bears and misshapen trees,
when the swollen fruit drops it bursts into wren wings,
salamander tails shivering, the color of bruised plums.
It tastes so sweet, the tip of a beak.
With a straight pin, I peck at my arms,
a Pollock of blood, swarms of carnelian bees.
Sweet sweet stings. The poison sings.
They say hallucinations, the saints said visions.
"Ollie ollie oxen free," they call running through orchards,
the evening air loosening, a grace note of despair.
There was once an apple and it was bitten,
poor thing, all hell broke loose.
"Tell me what you see," he asks.
"White," I say, hospital sheet

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You're tears fall,

yet I stand there doing nothing.

This anger.

This pain.

This sorrow.

Let me absorb it.

I want to take it all away.

Why do you cry?

You, who smiles.

You, who cries.

Since when?

Those tears fall to the cold concrete.

The smile fades into a frown.

Your eyes filled with despair.

I want to steal it away.

To see you like this.

I don't like this.

I hate myself.

To let you feel the you do.

I can't stand it.

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Your frown.

Your pain.

Your despair.

You sorrow.

Your memories.

Your regrets.

Your sins.

Your screams.

I want to steal it all away from you.

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