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Something with no name
with no place
no space
no game
Which society shuns out
and will not speak aloud
and say what its all about
with the people rushing with doubt
I will be that one girl in the crowd
that will question what isnt allowed
and I shall ponder everyday
about how to make things go away
Everything is drifting away as time goes on
I shouldve have known all along
things cannot stay as they appear
and soon goes everything that is dear
And I suppose everything is now transparent
I can see now that I am ignorant
I let everything break within a dream
and it shattered, or so it would seem
I will put together the pieces once more
and the finished picture I shall adore
If I could rewind my past
I couldve made my dream last
But its over I suppose
It was fun as I arose
and feeling of falling down again
was worth the time that I have spent
with no place
no space
no game
Which society shuns out
and will not speak aloud
and say what its all about
with the people rushing with doubt
I will be that one girl in the crowd
that will question what isnt allowed
and I shall ponder everyday
about how to make things go away
Everything is drifting away as time goes on
I shouldve have known all along
things cannot stay as they appear
and soon goes everything that is dear
And I suppose everything is now transparent
I can see now that I am ignorant
I let everything break within a dream
and it shattered, or so it would seem
I will put together the pieces once more
and the finished picture I shall adore
If I could rewind my past
I couldve made my dream last
But its over I suppose
It was fun as I arose
and feeling of falling down again
was worth the time that I have spent
Literature
day 305 of heartbreak.
"i know you love me."
darling ,
i love the way you look at me
with eyes full of adoration .
(but that gleam has disappeared)
i love the way we gab and gab
about nothing and everything
at the same time .
(but we haven't spent a 4am together
in quite some time)
i love the way we can fight through
the thorns of life together .
(but now my body is filled with splinters)
i love the way you tell me i'm beautiful
and i know you mean it in every way .
(but now you can't even stand the sight of me)
i'm going through the motions
of heartbreak ,
the stages of grief.
listening to your ramblings
about how you think you know me .
but the thing
Literature
Memories
We have all the time in the world...
Except not really, do we?
We have less than a year
Less than a breath
Less than a thought
And I've been doing a lot of thinking:
Thinking about the future
(which makes my stomach hurt)
Thinking about the present
(which makes my stomach hurt)
Thinking about you
(which makes my stomach--)
Thinking enough to be considered dangerous
Because historically, thoughts and ideas are dangerous
Thoughts lead to ideas lead to words lead to change
And I don't want things to change...
...except that's a lie.
I want things to change.
I want this...this thing
This intangible feeling
This tangible energy
I want it all to
Literature
This Is The Time of Your Life(You Just Can't Tell)
This Is The Time of Your Life (You Just Can't Tell)
I'm that piece of poetry written by
Artist Unknown
Scrawled on a napkin
left behind in the coffee shops of your youth
You cannot tread these waters;
you cannot slow this current.
Nowhere to go and nothing to prove
and
my guilt is my only crime.
I'm the rough stitches
on a cardigan that snags every point.
Pin pricks into your flesh
You try to fix me,
But this is a throw-away culture we live in.
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