True ClichesAn important lessonWe should learn,Is to listen to clichés;The words so often heardThat life is a lesson,And our past defines us.Through the hard & hurtful,Our unique memoriesHave brought us to this point.Behind this screen you read,I know there are eyesStill alive, and living -And they must beFor a reason...Our pasts, despite everything,Have formed us into peopleThat we want and love to be.And when we lose hope,We can remember that our futureWill someday, too, be our past,And that past will hold changesTo the person we would love to be.So, focus on the moment,Don't be afraid to remember,Learn to accept, be at terms,And let yourself live in today.
Sliced TiesThey aren't scars,They're the lacesKeeping me together
Pain AdorationIt's only scratches untilYou put the pain,You put the anger,You put the wantInto the metal...And in return,It makes youFall in love ~
Define: FearLet's take a moment of fear And remember, dear; Dictionaries are too strict Too properly define life. Define: FEAR Noun; an influence to change.
ConcernSympathy is for thoseWho are losing the battle,Not the ones watchingHelplessly in despair ~
Sands of IlluminationWings spread wideHeart beatGone silent,My pulse -The ocean tideWaves of life flyPast meTo begin,Once was me -Washing awayIn a black ink skyI shedMy skin,I am reborn -In every dawnBelow are the wavesFeathersFalling,Becoming anew -In open existenceSliding through sea foamI playBreathing inThe salty spray -Sinking into the sandReleased to a dreamBeneath aGlaring sun,Letting in light -Feet burned by sand
I'm Sorry...Here lies the dark cornerWhere anxiety and hopesLoosely turn to tendrilsAnd dissolve upon my palmsAnd here I lie, unmovingNot even the glints of knivesAre noticed in the depthsOf this deranged darknessAll chills and burns subside,Emotions melt in hidden flames,A bloody voice screams for helpBut as it's heard, I sink deeper