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Blanket of whiteCover me softly
blanket of white
hide me from above
so they will not see
what the world
has done to me

so they can ignore
their fault in this
let them look away
afraid for what is
underneath my blanket
of untouched white

let them wonder
what they have done
to the thing
now covered
under a blanket
oh so very white

Two RoadsTwo roads set in front of me,
One deciding who I will be,
And the other feeding the demon.
Slowly I head towards my future,
But suddenly before I know it I turn,
To the hell deep down I know I've deserve.
With every breathe I have taken I have earned,
The future years of pain,
That will be just the same,
As right now.
No scream or sound,
Will leave my mouth.
From here all is set south.

Keeping secretsHave you ever cried yourself to sleep?
And if someone asked you that,
how would you answer?
Truth be told, I used to -
Just lie in bed and think,
think about every single thing
and how I felt about it...
what it meant to me.
But I'll just say no,
because I don't want you to know
about how weak I am.

And it is when all is silent,
the tears will slide slowly,
soaking your pillow.
Like a movie,
the scene plays out in your head
of all those times when you were
bullied, hurt,
damaged and broken.
Replayed and replayed until
all the images end up blur and disjointed.

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?
Yes, I have - many times, in fact.
Bu

Silent LoveI see through the windows of your soul
And although the silence has never been broken
And the words have never been spoken
Your eyes tell me all.

I never did feel as comfortable as I did with you
I know you felt good, too.
I won't forget your eyes open wide
To the beauty of a sunset tide.

When I needed you, you were always by my side
In the dark you were my guide
The best friend I could have,
You always had me in awe.

But your eyes, they warned me that friendship is all you could give,
I never thought you wouldn't forgive.
Now I spill my sorrow in room of black
But that won't bring you back.

The silence has been broken
And the words have

Coming Apart at the SeamsAgain my arms have paid the price,
For the pathetic thing,
I call my life.
Cuts up and down,
Decorating my arm,
Keeping me safe,
From emotional harm.
Guarding my soul,
All through the night.
Showing that there is darkness,
Even in light.
So no matter how much I try,
To just go past,
The scars on my arms will always last.
They'll line up,
With the ones in my heart,
Until the day,
I finally fall apart.

My MindI'm afraid of my mind,
It always seems to find,
The wrong path.
Overpowering what is right,
All it wants is to end the pain.
But then again it loves to trick me,
It will never let me be.
This fight will go on and on and on.
I can never win,
And when all seems dim,
You make it worse.
You tell me to get the razor,
You tell me to get the pills,
You tell me to push them away,
You tell me to sway closer to suicide.
Why do you do this?
Don't you see I'm growing tired?
I can't take this much longer,
Living on the verge on death isn't easy,
Especially when you're already fucked up.

Poor EyesBeautiful eyes that know nothing but lies,
And the feeling to die a bit inside every day.
She knows it has to be this way,
But she still fights.
Look me in the eyes,
And say you would have the courage to do the same.
None of this came,
To her in one day,
It all had to build up over years and years and years.
Every few weeks a new fear would develop.
Perhaps of a person or an action.
She drew herself away from all things loving,
Shoving herself towards the even darker side of life.
This just made her fight even harder,
And made her see the worst in everything,
Now she's giving up.
She's lost the courage she's been forced to keep,
She weeps in

reactionary--you're the catalyst that sets off all my broken dreams--
the nightdreams and the
daymares and the hopes that
i lost long ago.
you set me off-- bang; bang;bang;bang
and i'm falling spleen first down the stairs.
landed in a pile of broken bones.
head first down an inkwell.
she's got charcoal smudges
on her face and fingers from trying to be-
like the BIG kids and a piece of toast
just won't make her strong {sorry}
i'm her little sister; little
and dear old china moon just isn't going to--
CUT
it this
time.
you're the definition of impulse,
power must want to take your virginity
and motivation wants to be your beau.
you're the blood i have to bleach off my hands
and burn off my flesh
AND WISH THAT I WAS NEVER BORN.
dear old china moon won't be coming home soon.
you're the catalyst; spark plug; impulse
that is setting off ever electrical current my blood stream has ever felt.
i've never stuck my finger in an electrical socket,
and i've never taken a sho

My World Is AshesI stand.
Amidst the ruins of what once was a beautiful palace, I stand.
The roof of the place used to glint with gold.
The floors were paved with shining marble and alabaster columns.
Statues of serenity stood in the halls.
Light shone in through magnificent stained glass windows.
The garden was full of life and wonder.
The throne rose tall and proud, presiding.
Now, the roof is tarnished with rust and weathering.
In places, it has completely collapsed under the weight of its own neglect.
The marble floors are cracked and dirty, layered with dust.
The columns, capsized.
The statues lie broken, devoid of limbs and persona.
The windows are smas

Call me HellCall me Hell
Because I'll burn you with one look
Call me Heartless
Because I don't care
If you live
Or die
(But I would rather I get to deal the final blow)

So go ahead
Die today
But then again
You could of died yesterday
And you're just a part of my
Imagination
(Shouldn't that be insanity?)

Call me Crazy
Because I refuse to believe in your world
Because I live in another state of mind
Far away from
Your time line

The Torturing DreamSoft... her skin. He knew it would be before he even knew her name.
Silent... the breath he can't catch after his gasp when she said 'Hello gorgeous. Let's go make some trouble.'
Soft... the sheets on the bed in a room he'd never seen, but was happy to be inhabiting.
Silent... the arch of her back and the tears on her face, oxytocin induced...

Hard... the concrete he sees when he awakes from the dream
Cold... the skin on his chest where she laid her head seconds before
Hard... the sound of him lighting a cigarette in the quiet room
Cold... his breath when he exhales the first drag of another day

Life ItselfThe only time I smiled today
Was when I thought of dying
And how good I am at lying
Each and every single day.

I've got a box of painkillers
They sleep right by my bed
For when all I see is red,
They'll numb it into darkest white.

I've tried talking to people,
But I can't word what I want to say
And maybe I like living this way,
Knowing that I'll die soon.

I know I'm self-destructive
My crosshatch skin screams it
But inside there's a little bit
That still aches to be saved.

I've tried before and I'll try again
To put my worthlessness away
But fate forced me to stay;
Death's a bitch like that.

Life makes me want to die
Yet it won't let me

EmptyMy heart is a bottomless fjord
and deep beneath the waves
there is nothing but void.

My Mind Part 2My mind is a powerful thing,
Pulling me back from sanity.
Almost as powerful as this knife,
That yearns to end my life.
My mind is the reason behind,
Everything wrong with me.
From the person I've grown to be,
To the scars I've earned along the way.
But there's a dark place my mind adores to stay.
It lingers there for days,
And I can slowly feel myself drifting away.
But I no longer fight,
I no longer scream.
Only in my dreams is there true peace.
But I no longer fight,
I no longer scream,
For my life is not worth it.

When one door closes...I’ve heard the saying
When one door closes, another opens,
I felt the disconnect and the lock clicked shut
It closed for just a moment
Then opened so hard
That it spun me

I went down in a haze of mixed emotions,
Not over my loss but feeling for you,
My wants mangling each other,
Eating each other alive,
Until there was nothing left
But me

When the tears stopped
and you were there, waiting
I ran toward you
Wanting change, wanting freedom
Embracing an uncertain future
For love

Your eyes were like the ocean
A swirling punch bowl of blue and white,
So inviting in their dance
So severe was the pull of your undertow
That I dove right in

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Beautiful Coven

by ~xXxstitchezxXx, Mar 11, 2013, 2:29:25 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

As I take your hand in this circle,
I no longer feel alone,
I've found where I belong,
And I grow strong.
Years on a vacant island,
But now I have returned home.

You drape a black robe as dark as the night sky,
Over my body as beautiful as a temple,
I see light twinkle in your eyes,
As you light the pink candle that resembles,
The love that is growing between the whole group.

We all link closing our eyes,
Saying chants to improve our lives,
Never will we cause harm,
Never will we follow the path of lust.
What we must do is give back.

Restore the tree branch we tore down,
Plant beauteous flowers in the ground.
And sit here in the angelic sound of silence,
Oh how it fills my soul taking me away,
For a visit with the Gods and Goddesses.
I sway into a trance of serenity and love.

I feel Eirene invading into me,
Showing the peace that is meant to be inside of me.
Frigg showing me what I will receive in the future,
From the better people I will come in contact with.
Hades showing me the loved ones I have lost.
Selene plants seeds into my mind,
Helping my find the logic in my life.

Little by little I slip away,
Back into reality,
Where I was in the first place.
On the count of three we remove the hoods out from our face,
And hug each other in a warm embrace.