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Write Write, Read

My blood pulses through my veins,
Thump thump, repeat,
My heart rids me of my pains,
Try try, defeat,

My body holds me together,
Strong strong, frail,
My soul lives forever,
Hurt hurt, prevail,

My mind talks to me,
Calm calm, anxious,
My music sets me free,
Alive alive, emotionless,

My hand slams my door,
Angry angry, relieved,
My existence gets ignored,
Forgotten forgotten, seen,

My voice disturbs the air,
Loud loud, quiet,
My confidence mocks my despair,
Honest honest, hypocrite,

My being fills this page,
Lies lies, none,
My self leaves its cage,
Flying flying, gone.

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Time Beats On

Cut your bleeding heart out,
And place it on the ground,
For all those to look,
Deceiving those around,

Lock your bleeding heart in a box,
And give it to those in need,
Hold back all of the tears,
Block out all of the debree,

But does your bleeding heart deserve to be protected?
Given and taken from the wrong,
The wrong notes and words,
That now make up your love song,

Shatter your dreams with your bleeding heart,
Prove the innocent of their hate,
Fall to your knees and expire,
As hopelessness always indicates,

Stay up late with your bleeding heart,
And discover the truths of your veins,
The blood is soon to run dry,
Bringing back all of your pains,

Your bleeding heart cries for my blood,
But you’ve already given it all away,
Wasted it all of the wrong,
Causing panic and then decay,

You begin to hate your bleeding heart,
The innocent can’t renew your soil,
It’s Your veins, Your soul,
That are running out of oil,

Cut your bleeding heart out,
And lock it in a box,
Listen to every single beat,
With it, you’ll never be lost

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Floating On Ice

Washed up at sea,
It’s hard to breathe,
It’s hard to think,

Mouth filled with salt,
I can’t speak,
I struggle but remain weak,

The sun in my eyes,
I survived
I’m alive,

Air sweeps through my hair,
Sand against my bare skin,
Gasps for air from within,

On my back at last,
I choke up a laugh,
Finally escaping the past,
I belong in the crash,

My limbs are limp,
My heart is ready,
Bring on the everlasting,

Bring on my passions,
My dreams and fears,
All those things I’m afraid to hold dear,

I’m here to live,
And to love life,
Easing my way into a sigh,

Cold water rushes past,
I’m pulled back to sea,
Directionless, Anxious. Free.

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Fully Empty

I know I’ll always have a place,
A place to hide,
Hide from the truth,
An emptiness inside,

It opens with no permission,
No permission to please,
Please all that’s around,
Let alone me,

It grabs hold and takes,
Takes all that’s left,
Left of the happiness,
Going straight to my head,

So I try to think of a plan,
A plan to fill,
Fill this emptiness inside,
But is that the same thing as trying to kill?

For this was a place,
A place that used to be,
Be a part of us,
Be a part of me,

And when you try to fill this place,
A place that used to be,
Be a part of us,
All it can do is scream,

Because it only knows how to reject,
To reject all that was,
Was of you and me,
A pair of loving doves,

Or is this emptiness just hope,
A hope that is all false,
False enough to believe in,
Who might be at fault?

I can’t let this take over me,
A me that once was,
Was free and happy,
One of those loving doves,

But when a dove,
A dove loses its wings,
Wings that seem to have control,
For now the dove can’t fly and doesn’t want to sing,

The dove no longer wants to live,
Live the life it once had,
Had before it lost part of itself,
Instead of full, it only has half,

A half that now serves as a full,
A full larger than most,
Larger than most of the soul,
That now becomes a ghost,

But you keep living,
The life that you once had,
Because even though you are in pain,
You don’t want others to share the sad,

You begin to cover the pain,
A pain that might grin,
Grin to cover up,
That it’s the only way we can live.

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Living Reflections

I have fallen into the depts.,
Crumbling only on the inside,
Shaking in desperation,
My life was always a lie,

I can no longer hear their voices,
Or what they have to say,
They simply look at me,
And I’m pushed away,

Blown back into their world,
Where no one understands me,
I stare into my eyes,
Trying to set my soul free,

The reflection can do nothing but stare back,
And mock my silent screams,
And display a reflection,
Of a girl trying to be me,

But is she all I have left?
My worst enemy,
The one who can tell me everything I do and don’t want to hear,
A sad soul is all I see reflecting,

A soul that shakes with every beat,
From a heart that lives on every breath,
Of a girl who cries at the thought,
That the purpose of her life is death,

It seems that at the end of the day,
We want our heart to have the loudest beat,
But with our hearts working so hard,
Our souls become weak,

They always say to follow your heart,
But life has other things on its shelf,
Things so incredible,
They are just as good as love itself,

Life is a struggle to find happiness,
To please our living reflection,	
Sometimes we smile in the mirror,
But more often look the other direction,

I stare into my eyes,
But there is nothing to see,
It seems this reflection is all I have left,
But sometimes even it, leaves me,

I have fallen into the depts.,
With another one of their lies,
Shaking in desperation,
Don’t let another part of me die,

Life is a struggle to find happiness,
To find our every dream,
But when I stare into my eyes,
I find none in me,

When I stare into my eyes,
I come across a block,
I find a soul who wants to live,
And a heart that wants to stop,

Life is a struggle to live,
And I find my only protection,
Exists in the most complicated of images,
My very own reflection

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What It Is To Be Me

My arms wrapped around tightly
My life is all so frightening. 

My eyes squeezed shut
It was never a question of luck.

My legs kicking fiercely
The pain nearly kills me.

Inhale, kick, squeeze
No one there to hold me. 

Holding my breath forever
Failing in every endeavor.

My heart beating with a scare
Closing in with no air.

Inhale, kick, shake
All those I forsake.  

Fist in a ball
Then it’s in the wall.

Why, why, why
Invisible if I hide.

My body collapsing inside
No longer a place to hide.

Inhale, shake, kick
There goes another tick.

Fear, fear, fear
What did you overhear?

Muscles flexed
What’s coming next?

Exhale, stop, listen
Your life is not to be questioned.

Your arms wrapped around tightly
Your life is all so frightening.

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However Long It Takes

I am in love with a smile,
That fills my stomach with butterflies,
I stare back, unconscious,
A smile hidden behind a disguise,

I am love with a pair of eyes,
That look at me now with hate,
I search for that little sparkle,
A sparkle that was left to disintegrate, 

I am in love with a nose,
That breathes in the air around me,
I am left breathless, anticipating the exhale,
But there is no longer a steady breeze,

I am in love with a pair of ears,
The eardrums vibrating to the sound of my voice,
Can they honestly not hear me now?
Or are they blocking me out by choice?

I am in love with an embrace,
That sends shivers I can’t soothe,
From a boy who no longer has a face,
From a boy I once thought I knew,

I am envious of a smile,
That I no longer get to see,
I stare back, hoping,
But I can only hear it laughing without me,

I am envious of a pair of eyes,
Where no tears were shed
The day that sparkle vanished,
The day I felt less than dead,

I am envious of a nose,
That deprived me of how I feel,
Leaving me on the now scentless road of life,
How can someone be both fake and real?

I am envious of a pair of ears,
That care only for what others say,
When will they learn those opinions don’t matter,
I don’t know how long I can wait,

Are you in love with a girl
Who remembers who you were?
The girl you now avoid 
Because you are too embarrassed to be seen with her,

Are you envious of a girl
Who doesn’t need to hide?
Who can stare, effortlessly,
And see past your hurtful disguise,

There is no need to be envious,
Because this girl is just a disgrace,
For she will still be in love with this boy,
When he finally decides to show everyone else his true face,
However long that takes.

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To Whom It May Concern

Dear my silent friend,
Must I always write to you,
My smile shines yet again,
And my confidence back just as soon,

Since you're listening, I must confess,
I have come to know the girl in my reflection,
She seems pleased to now know me,
And that I'm no longer looking for perfection,

Wait a minute we are running through a field,
Our curly hair blowing in the wind,
Eyes wide and full of hope,
As if we are just beginning to live,

Quiet now there is much to be said,
My soul alive and free,
With my deepest want granted,
Simply knowing the real me,

Come closer, let me whisper in your ear,
Tell you the secrets I've come to see,
I've finally realized what's right for me,
And it doesn't involve a certain He,

If you must know I will have to tell you,
I forgot what it is like to hope,
Being kind to those who were undeserving,
Led me on my downward slope,

But fear not my dear,
For my hopes and dreams have returned,
I can't help but rejoice in the experience,
And all the lessons I learned,

I saw old pictures of you,
And how you've come along,
But no image can display,
The almost perfect being you've become,

To use such a word I must be over confident,
But I honestly and simply meant,
When you start to love everything about yourself,
You can see yourself standing up when you are clearly bent,

You are beautiful when you feel ugly,
Skinny when you feel out of shape,
Happy when you are most definitely sad,
You are always yours to create,

So listen closely my friend,
Take this pen from my hand,
Write your own life story,
And then you'll understand,

Why I feel so beautiful
When I run my fingers through my hair,
Why when I see you in my reflection,
I can't help but stare,

Stare with a smile on my face,
Shrugging and walking away slowly,
Not actually caring,
As long as what I see, is always the real me.

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Apple Picking

Come and climb this apple tree,
Sit here on this limb with me,
Taste one of the apples, they are so sweet,
Sitting here, it’s just you and me,

Underneath this sky of blue,
Is where I sit out on this limb with you,
We are surrounded by apples of possibilities to pursue,
Things I only do when I’m with you,

These apples give us the hope we need,
Letting us taste sweet victory,
Things that couldn’t be reached,
If sitting here was only me,

Come and climb this apple tree,
Sit here on this limb with me,
Taste one of the apples, they are so sweet,
Sitting here, it’s just you and me,

What happens when your apple sprouts a worm?
And this sturdy limb seems to be torn,
The tree looses leaves with every wind blow,
Good times are like seasons, they come and they go,

So if your apple is not shiny enough,
Know that the skin is just up front,
Peel off the bruises and you’ll see,
That these apples are the most sweet,

Come and climb this apple tree,
Sit here on this limb with me,
I guess you didn’t trust this limb enough to believe,
That sitting here, was once you and me,

So peel away all of your old skin,
And search for an apple on this limb,
If it’s not the right one just choose again,
Making a mistake is not a sin,
But remember the apple you may adore,
May not have the very best core,

Come and climb this apple tree,
Returning again, it’s easy to see,
This limb can no longer hold you and me,
But it can hold everything we once wanted to be.

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Blocking Out the Blame

Blocking out the world every chance I get,
Crying inside with every regret,
So much love with no where to go,
My insides ready to explode,
I want to speak
I want to be heard
I want to be seen,
But that can never occur,

Blocking out the world every chance I get,
It’s like we never even met,
So much love with no where to go,
Building inside, but it can’t overflow,
It wants to get out
It wants to be felt
It wants to be loved,
But that’s not how the cards were dealt,

Blaming myself every chance I get,
Still hurting from my wreck,
So much passion trapped inside,
My heart trying to confide,
It needs to breathe
It needs to beat
It needs to be full,
But I’m afraid it’s empty,

Blaming myself every chance I get,
I become so upset,
So much passion trapped inside,
Leaning against the wind to fly,
I want to live
I need to be free
I want to change,
But maybe this is me.