the girls and the boys all get along
but one girl
and one boy
sit silently alone
twiddling tumbs,
and tapping toes
making squrimish faces
and taking quick glances
attempting some speech
for them is no small feat
the girl she speaks
ignoring the others
keeping her voice low
her eyes how they glow
the boy listens and wonders
where has she been
and he grows an anxious grin
his head he nods
his thoughts he adds
where could this girl have been?
Panting
I'm holding onto the wall for support...
I've been running...
Very long...
My legs weak
and my lungs are bleeding inside of me
There's a pain in my left side
Blood is gushing and its unbearable
...
I sink to my knees
And grab the dagger from my boot...
I linger for just one moment
Catching my breath
There's silence...
Then
I get up ..
Because I'm strong
Or that's what I'm going to keep telling myself.
...
It's dark
Only the moon ...
To shine on me tonight....
I can see the shadows of the dead ...
... lingering in the corners
Men
Women
Even children
Eyes wide open
With fear painted across each one of them
T
The colour of a butterfly's wings,
range from blinding yellows and oranges,
to deep purple and blues.
It soars through the sky,
effortlessly and free,
like a kite on a windy day.
Although it's small in size,
a simple butterfly,
can mean something so much more.
It's so gentle when it lands,
like watching a feather slowly drift to the ground.
Wings so fragile and pretty,
as though they're made with cracked glass.
Paper thin wings flutter oh so slightly,
when the wind decides to change direction.
They love to play all day,
dancing from flower to flower.
At the sun's peak of the day,
dazzling wings reflect its pattern,
lik
I'm writing
my last good byes
And my words
will devour you...
&& the pain will drain your heart and make you suffer like I have..
it feels good...
as I write..
The words etching
themselves into the wooden table underneath the point of the pen ...
I can see your tears now.. && it makes me feel proud..
..... I smile..
... A smirk
&& This is for you..
This last goodbye
You hurt me
&& I will get revenge
It's sweet...trust me
&&
.. I'll be gone before you care..
Or before you can stop me
.. For that matter
Tears flow...
like blood on arms
that resemble my pale limbs...
Etched letters.. Or phrases... In pale white ...
There
Red
Bathes me in
Color ..
Pain extracted by every drop
That surfaces
.. My skin..
Is bleeding
My life is torn ..
Pain is absorbed in my flesh..
It eats .. At me
And it forces itself out of me..
Into me
..around me
Red
It's pain..
It's Emotional
It's love
This pain..
This emotion
This love...
I don't,can't,won't hate it
I love it..
I feed from it ..
I yearn for it
And I want it
Red...
Pain ..
Red...
Love
Red..
I'm colored in your beauty...
Red.
Embrace me sweetly.
Red.
I never knew that there was a world
behind these four walls
That there was a choice
between life and death
i never knew that
life
had meaning
that i had an option
....
i never knew it.... and now i want it
because I'm trapped behind cages..
and i feel like
an animal
i need a choice..
and i need to ... do this over...
i never knew....
but now i know...