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Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.

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.

FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.

It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.

I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?

What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –

Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)

UneditedWe cry.
We scream.
We fight for our dream.

We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.

The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.

The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.

So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?

Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?

Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.

Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"

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.

Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.

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..

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

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.

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

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

Honesty Written

from the

heart.

No eraser.

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.

PerfectEver had the feeling where you can't stop looking at a picture?
Your gorgeous face makes me smile
Go weak at the knees
Makes me giggle like a little girl

Those morning texts
All day conversations
Random silly things like that
Make me smile

I see the led light flash the colours I've set for when I get a message from you
My heart flutters
My cheeks flush
I go deaf to the world when I'm reading a message from you

If your down
I'm always there for you
I know you don't want to worry me
I know you want me to smile
But I'm always here for you
No matter how you feel
I'd prefer to help
Than for you to be down

Your gorgeous eyes
Are mesmerising
You

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SometimesSometimes he got angry.
Sometimes he got sad.
Sometimes he got pushy,
Which often led to violence.

Sometimes he said "I love you."
Sometimes he said "I'd never lie."
Sometimes he said "I hate you,"
Which often made me cry.

Sometimes he would hold me.
Sometimes he would touch me.
Sometimes he would hurt me,
Which often left me desperate.

Sometimes he could smile.
Sometimes he could laugh.
Sometimes he could leave,
Which often made me lonely.

Sometimes I loved him.
Sometimes I cried.
Sometimes I was alone.
Which is why inside I died.

OneWhen you and I are one,
When summer time has come,
When you held my hand,
When music filled the air,
When you taught me to dance.

When you and I are one,
When fall is all around,
When you laugh with me,
When the leaves fall,
When you showed me love.

When you and I are one,
When winter pierces all,
When you hold me close,
When snowflakes swirl,
When you kept me warm.

When you and I are one,
When spring finally shows,
When you spoke those words,
When flowers start to bloom,
When you told me why
You and I are one.

Indian SongOh our Mother the earth, Oh our Father the sky,
Your children are we, and with tired backs
We bring you the gifts you love.
Then weave for us a garment of brightness;

May the Warp be the white light of the morning,
May the weft be the red light of the evening,
May the fringes be the falling rain,
May the border be the standing rainbow.

Thus weave for us a garment of brightness,
That we may walk fittingly where birds sing,
That we may walk fittingly where grass is green,
Oh our Mother Earth, Oh our Father Sky.

Safe?His arms hold me
Here all safe and
Warm like the
Branches of my tree
Always had.

Those golden eyes
Gazing down at me,
Smiling and sweet
As the sun through
The leaves.

The warmth I feel
Around his joy is
As radiant as the
Life springing up
In the roots.

Somehow I know
I can be safe here.

No more need to
Hide from past
Wars.

No more need to
Hurt all
Alone.

No more need to
Feel lost or
Disconnected.

Right now is
All we have and
Right now we
Are safe.

Found?Winter is here.

It is brilliant,
Chilled and
Wonderful.

My tree tends
to agree.

Though it's branches
Shiver in the cold,
Our two bodies
Surrounding the
Roots of our life.

Together we did this,
We found a warm
Love of our own.

We hurt along the
Way but somehow
He and I...
Made it this far.

Maybe now the
Ever cold darkness
Can be a safe haven
For lovers like us.

Perhaps this blessed
Tree will guide us sweetly
Into it's sweet protection.

For now, it's all I can ask for.

Lost?Today the skies are grey.

It is getting
Colder everyday now.

The unnerving feeling
Of quiet endings.

No matter how
Many people
I see come and go,
I will never stop
Feeling that achy,
Painful swelling,
That void that
Is felt when they
Have gone...

I just have
That never
Ending feel
To the winter time.

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Strength?

by ~KallasTheBrave, Jan 10, 2013, 8:26:17 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

When we embrace,
My leaves tremble with that pleasant,
Familiar warmth.

I feel as though
I might never experience
Pain or loss again.

As if I'll never
Be alone.

Almost as if someone
WIll always be present,
Held within the
Strongest branches of my large,
Sturdy tree.

Maybe one day,
I'll have little saplings
Of my own,
Ones growing large and
Strong until they
Outshine even me.

Maybe...
I'm just giving myself
Something to hold onto.

Maybe...
This is strength.

Strength?by ~KallasTheBrave

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

©2013 ~KallasTheBrave

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*sApPH1repo3t Jan 10, 2013

Good job this flows together perfectly!

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~KallasTheBrave Jan 10, 2013 Student General Artist

Thank you very much!

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