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pride is the bitterest of pillsI have long since stopped asking
for my demons to be
long since stopped asking
for the courage to cry -
I have long since given up
this fight, scars on my hands
and dust in my throat, eyes
red and ragged underneath
the white flag I could never quite
lines laced beneath the voice
I seldom would -
but the space in between
your hand and mine, darling,
that vast infinity we have woven
of angry words and outraged
that space surrounding
forced poetry and fixed promises,
where mountains are immovable
and millions and millions
of dreams choose to die,
that is the space
where our story has swallowed knives
and spit out bloody supernovas,
in the name of making all painful things
somehow beautiful -
this is all the space
left to me,
after cold nights have come and gone
and only the aches have loved me enough
to stay, carving conquest
into my spine -
and if this is the corner
that my crippled heart will crawl into,
then I will take it
my friends have always been the best of me.and darling, you have always
been the very best, worth
so much more
than your demons give you
credit for ;
and I made a promise to myself
when we decided we were
brave enough to be bigger
than we thought we deserved,
I called up the Styx and I swore
to always make sure
you never had to be afraid
you'd be alone, make sure
you always had laughter
and arms you could call home,
you could always feel
beautiful in your own skin,
and hurricanes in between your
with every inch of me
I've got to give you,
especially on this last day
of the first days
of you and I being "grown-ups" -
and if it means I have spent
my last moments
in this year of hopes
and of heartaches,
weaving words for you,
making good art for you,
then I have spent these moments
the problem with romanticising architectureI built you a summer house
in my heart,
and I quite forgot
that winter comes sooner
than any of us would like;
we are children of
the sunshine, you and me -
and even knights are not built
to weather storms
from inside themselves;
four walls and a roof
make not a home,
but it is still shelter.
it is still shelter.
I want to live amongst airplanes.I want to make my home in transit,
in that space between cities
and the glitter-edged sleepless nights;
I want to train myself to run
so I can say I’m only ever running
to see so much more
than an unpacked suitcase could show me;
so I can say I’m in love with the sky
and the way weightlessness
makes me feel like home;
so I don’t have to say
how scared I am that standing still
will have the ivy growing upon me
knees in the dirt and eyes all stone,
head bowed in surrender
to every unforgiving turn
around the sun.
I want to live amongst airplanes,
so I can say I’m not alone
in fighting all this
white wallsthere’s always room for more poetry,
even in the margins.
and the margins are the best part, really -
they hold the spaces
that make silence enough
for the words to speak;
and when the words are done
they hold the spaces
for all the other words
they are the kind of emptiness
that leaves room for so much more
I'm bad at house parties.I’ve swallowed my demons, but they’ve made my insides their home.
they lined my ribcage with railroads, looking
for the most efficient way
to get from my heart to my lungs,
their tracks well-worn from all the days I spent thinking
that maybe if I let them hang on to my heartbeats
and my held breaths, they’d grow tired -
they camped under the canopy of my clavicle, waiting
for someone to feed me empty promises
that they could fill up with over-thought emotions,
anxiety lining my arteries and lending
an oversized ache to my chest that I am still trying
to grow into, a hand-me-down heart attack
just biding its time -
they have taken my hipbones hostage, asking
for one more shot and one more song,
like maybe the jukebox has the answers to my heartaches
if only I could afford enough change,
but I wasted my wishes on tall boys with brown eyes
and I’m all spent now, I’ve nothing more to
they tricked my spine into surrender, hoping
for the rest of me to fol
almost thereI suppose if I had to write out
the imprints left on me
in three hundred and sixty five
turns around the sun, then
I've learned that love is not measured in sacrifice,
that forever isn't defined
by the footsteps it takes to get there;
I've learned that words are wind, and
you'd better build ships with sails large enough
to catch even the whispers;
I've learned that we don't always get what we deserve,
and if we try to take it by force we are only ever met
I've learned that empty promises are as heavy
as the silences that occur after them,
that wounds can stay raw long after they stop bleeding,
that happiness is hard work, and love is even harder,
and that being human is an excuse
for nothing but magnificence.
all this and more.I'd make a list
of all the things I'd learned this year,
all the things I'd lived through underneath
tepid sunshine and dirty bedsheets,
all the love songs I'd learned the lyrics to
twenty times over, but
lists can't tell the world
where hands have held you
and how they've moved you,
lists can't tell anyone
the places you've been
bruised and broken by
your own anger,
lists can't ever say
when the magic filled the
moments in between,
and when it went away -
and I was never one for counting out heartaches anyway.
needI keep wondering
if it's too much to ask
for you to tell me you love me
like you mean it with every
measure of your being,
like you want to say it
to remind me
that I deserve the smiles I surrender to,
like you are holding the words
upon your tongue
and letting them loose
louder than cannons from rooftops
in the way that breaks
the silences that I've caged myself in,
I keep wondering
if it's too much to ask
for you to tell me you love me
like you need me
to believe it.
i will love you foreverI Will Love You Forever
I love you so deeply,
I love you so much,
I love the sound of your voice
And the way that we touch.
I love your warm smile
and your kind, thoughtful way,
the joy that you bring
to my life every day.
I love you today
as I have from the start,
and I'll love you forever
with all of my heart
When I'm with you,
eternity is a step away;
my love continues to grow,
with each passing day.
This treasure of love,
I cherish within my soul,
how much I love you,
you'll never really know.
You bring a joy to my heart,
I've never felt before,
with each touch of your heart,
I love you more and more.
Whenever we say goodbye,
whenever we part,
know I hold you dearly,
deep inside my heart.
So these seven words,
I pray you hold true,
"Forever and Always,
I will Love You."
What if...What if...
I like you
I talk to you
I told you
I hug you
I kiss you
I love you
you hurt me
I Miss You.
I still miss your smile,
The light color of your eyes when you glazed at the sky.
Your warm hugs when I felt cold.
Your amazing kisses when I was mad.
I've really got to say your all I ever had.
I miss you every second
but you've only made me sad
we always seem to have gotten through everything,
but this time we fell apart.
You held me in your arms like no one has before
I felt love and cared
We had something so great
everything we ever shared
Love is two people never letting go
two people caring for each other no matter what
each day that goes on
love grows only bigger
realizing only one can be everything.
Sometimes I think I'll never find love again
because it was something so unexplained
I want us to be "meant to be"
I won't stop loving you
I won't stop loving you
my love for you won't ever die
I'm sorry I've let go
no longer by your side
Midna to Link
While you and I stand here
I have to say goodbye
Im so grateful for all youve done for me
Im fighting the urge to cry
But I have finally made a choice
I know what Ive got to do
I must destroy the only link
I do it to protect you
At first I didnt care for you
You were my way out
But I saw how much you had to risk
And you never had a doubt
In my desperate hour of need
You could have left me there
But you took me back and saved my life
I saw you did actually care
You fought through all the challenges
You got back up if you fell
You fought for peace and your land of light
But you fought for me as well
Ill never forget how much you did
And what do I give in return
All Im doing is leaving you
And a love for you to yearn
But please understand how much this hurts
To leave you so confused
I dont think Ill ever see you again
But please do not feel used
Through our travels I felt something
And I hope you felt it too
Your courage, kindness and
Life of a Hopeless RomanticShe cries herself to sleep...
She wakes up in the morning,
Turning on her computer, typing his words.
She writes of how he cares
For her, only her.
She jots in her notebook, anything she forgets.
She lives so alone.
But in her world,
And for once, she is acknowledged.
He strokes her hair, caresses her cheek
But no one else can see.
He whispers in her ear
But no one can hear
She bites her lip as the pain sets in.
She rests her head on the pillow
She begs for him to remind her,
Tell her how they met, her and her imaginary love.
He kisses her cheek, but she can't feel it
And she cries herself to sleep...
Link to MidnaI see a tear roll down your cheek
As you vanish from my sight
Why is my heart in so much pain
Its a feeling I cannot fight
This sadness that feels so sharp to me
I feel it has pierced me through
It is the fact I cannot stand
The thought of losing you
Why do I just stand like this
With words I struggle to say
I want to run and grab your hand
Why do I feel this way
You never seemed to have faith in me
Just your quest I had to complete
Youd put me down and push me on
And my feelings Id never speak
But somewhere throughout our travels
I saw a change within you
And deep down inside I still feel
That you know its true
You told me your real intentions
That at first you didnt care for me
But after all we had been through
I didnt care, dont you see
I saw the kindness in your heart
You tried so desperately to hide
You had experienced so much hurt
And still you never cried
I remember the careless words you said
When we both first met
I wanted to say that meetin
A poem....You're always there to listen
When I'm feeling down
Somone I can turn to
For a smile when I frown.
You always know just what to say
to get me feeling glad
And I in turn help you, my love
when you are feeling sad
We've had our times when we have not
exactly seen eye to eye
And times when I was so upset
we almost said good-bye
But I know this much is true, my love
Ill love you forever more
Its taken time, but now
you have finally opend up the door
to my heart....
You know my deepest secrets
Stuff Id rather not tell
To anyone but those who know me really well
I cant help but think
That we'll meet face-to-face some day
And until that day comes, I will wait
And never look away
the sun is shining bright
And the stars will point the way
soon ill hold you in my arms
We'll be together soon....Someday
+Hate+I hate you.
I hate everything</i> you do.
I hate the way your lips look in the sunlight.
I hate the way your laugh sounds.
I hate the way you look when you've
just gotten out of the shower.
I hate the way you look at me,
with all that secluded emotion.
I hate you!
I just hate the way you can make me do
all these ridiculous things, and
Say all these sappy words.
I hate them. Hate them!
I hate the way my heart</i> goes
psychotic whenever I see you, or
get a whiff of your hair... Your skin...
I hate the way I want to kiss you,
Of the day.
I hate the way I feel like there's a
fire inside me when I catch them looking at you, or
you looking at them, and
I just hate how I'd let you walk all over me...
Just to make sure that you like me, if only but a friend...
I hate the way you make me feel!
Because it fe
HitchhikerI am counting cars the same way
I count fishes in my sea.
But it is murky like suffocating drains
choking words I can't take back
a lonely side puddle on the road.
I don't look at the metal bodies
but the warm breathing ones
from rolled-down windows, carefree lollipop wrappers
bobbing mainstream music.
I count the drivers and passengers smiles
and theirs is more than the ones you give me.
I guess your car and try to find it anyway.
Is it ferrari red?
Like a horse with electric hooves
thundering my loose earth
with ridge muscles
fearless mane hair?
Is it a monster truck?
Like an armoured hunchback
banged up front-gate grin?
I'm beginning to think whatever it is
As your leather jacket that collects nightmare sweat
hands too young to belong to
As your pencilled past that
colours both our lives.
Baby, I have washed-up nickels.
I'll take the bus.
shine.Maybe it will be
a faded brilliance
(like a dying streetlamp
on a quiet evening)
or maybe it will be
a glamour you
can see straight through
(like the headlights
of a silver Lexus)
I will try to always shine
I grew up believing
p e r f e c t i o n
scintillates so, oh so sweetly
(like when on a lonely night
you look up and see
all the rest
of our galaxy)
and you, my love, you are
So forgive me for wanting
to glimmer if only for now-
(it's just that
I don't think
my unsparkling flaws
are the kind you could fall in love with)
I would always wish
to be the one
who puts light
in your beautiful eyes.
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