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Glass Castles

You told me back when I was young,
That before we both grew
Old,
One day we'd live inside a mansion
Full of all the richest
Gold.
You said you'd give me diamonds, and write my 
Name up in the sky
You said you knew it looked bad now,
But one day we could fly

At first, you were so gentle
And at first, I 
Believed.
I thought you were my noble king, and I trusted
Your honesty
But you fell into an amber bottle, you got
Addicted to the drink
You bruised my all-too-innocent heart
And it started to sink

You took my wildest fairytales and
Spun them into dreams
No matter how unreal they were, no matter how 
Out of reach.
You said we'd have a palace full of fancy, shiny things
Then you drenched it in your alcohol
Now it's not worth a thing

You said I'd be a princess, but I look
More like a toad.
I thought I'd own a horse-drawn
Carriage, 
But I'm riding on a goat
I envisioned a golden crown, a sapphire-studded throne
You promised me glass castles,
But now you're casting
Stones

When you started hitting, you beat
Down my sense of pride
I wrapped my heart up in barbed wire
To protect its blackened
Eye
You shattered all my high hopes and trapped me inside
These walls
Now I live confined in shackles, a prisoner 
Of a drunken war. 
These words are my rebellion
I hope this pen can 
Beat the sword

You murdered all my angels, and you
Sent them straight to Hell
You conquered me with demons when I thought you
Meant well
You sought only to own me, to isolate me here
With you
You're so afraid of burning, you'd drag me 
Right down, too

I let you blind me with your lies,
Let you gag me with
Your ties
You ventured all the wrong places with your
Red and hazy eyes
It's bad enough that you demanded,
Even worse, you'd  pass
The buck
But most tragic is the fact that I merely gave
It up

The mirrors are cracked and broken
From your constant booze-fueled
Brawl
The images are useless, and I can't see who you are at all
What happened to the sweet and loving
Person I once knew?
But thinking that, I have to laugh, because
That was never you

I softly egg you to confess, but
You tell me I'm to blame
For all of your misfortunes, and you bury me in shame
I'd be better off an orphan
This place could never be my home
You promised me glass castles
But now you're casting 
Stones

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Phantom's Lullaby

I must confess
My fascination, my infatuation
For you
This feeling crashes over me
And won’t let me fall 
Asleep
So calm me with a lullaby, a
Phantom’s lonely song
Caress me with an angel’s music
To get me through the night

Hold me in your arms again
The way you always do
Let me be so lucky as to know
You feel the same
Your simplicity, it awes me and
Leaves me in a daze
That hits me like a chandelier
And soft within a dream

And I never would have guessed
Above all, it would be you
To sweep me off my feet this way
Take me by the hand and dance with me
Out in the rain
I only want all of you, I hope it’s mine
To claim

You are the teddy from my childhood
But least of all my toy
Someday I want to love you, I’m lucky
Just to know you
One day we’ll sing our Phantom’s lullaby
For now just hold me tight

Grace me with your love, your chivalry,
Your time
We are just a whisper in the dark, a lullaby

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Sonnet For a Teddy Bear

Softer than the touch of silk
More calming than the sea
Better than a glass of milk
And a batch of fresh, warm cookies
Sweeter than the sound of rain
On a tin roof in the country
Erasing briefly all my pain
The teddy bear that hugs me
More exuberant than a burning fire
Tamed and then gone wild
Easy kindness brings desire
If only for a little while
And I don’t want to bring and end
To comfort given by a friend

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Shadow

I've been waiting for someone to shed some light,
To take my hand and lead me back
Into the arms of the earth.
I've been ankle-deep in frost-kissed puddles,
Wishing for the welcome mat to sweep me
In out of the rain, and into their flame.

Are you the flame
That I've been looking for? You make my head light
In a way that isn't amatory, but in a way that makes me 
Wonder if calling it love would make you send me back
From whence I came, and lick me into puddles
Till I seep straight into the earth.

You beckon me to your earth
Like a lantern's flickering flame,
But you're not burning out. You illuminate the puddles
That used to be my oceans, battle my dark with your light. 
You gain ground until I am naked and taken aback, 
Because the exposure does not strip me

Raw-- in fact, it envelopes me. 
We've got our feet planted firmly in the earth, 
Neither scaring easily nor asking for our words back. 
And I beg how long it's to last, this flame; 
Upon that subject, I squint away from the light
Expecting you to tread through me like puddles, 

The way a child stomps on rainy street puddles,
Finally turning on your heel to flee me. 
Through the trees overhead pokes a sweater sewn of light
That soothes the permafrost into a softer earth
When the sun's flame
Strokes its back. 

Should I hold this back
On the tip of my tongue, till the words form puddles
In my mouth? Or would it be better that the flame
Consume me? 
I could live out my years masked by earth
Or brave the touch of light. 

I heave my hopes back with me, 
A dam oozing puddles, white-knuckling the earth. 
If I let go, will the flame leave me a shadow, or a light?

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Ode To Dobby the House Elf

Rest in peace, you loyal elf
You surely will be missed
You were shining in our darkest hour, a candle 
Lit despite the storm
We buried you beneath the sand
Where you reside so
Tranquilly
 Because in your last moments, you were free
Free at last

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Jailbird -Alex-

You locked yourself inside a hole
And you threw away the
Key
You got so lost in the bottle that you 
Forgot just how to breathe
You're waiting for some saving grace
So you can fight off all your
Demons
But someday you'll have to save yourself
Before you drink yourself to 
Death

You're the jailbird from next door
Who can't remember how
To fly
You're haunted by the monsters that destroyed 
You as a child
Now your world is black with shadows
It's darker than a moonless sky
You howl at the stars and pray for the steady
Warmth of daylight

What you couldn't see was there were
Angels all around you
Waiting in the background till they could 
See you with sober
Eyes
They would have taken you with open
Arms
They would have bandaged all your wounds
But to risk your unaffected pride?
That's unthinkable 
To you

The truth is, you've become a vulture
You eat the heart out of
The good
You spit joy out like it's sour juice
And exchange happiness
For booze
And once again, you're on the edge
Ready to jump right off the 
Cliff
Oh, jailbird, what will happen when there's no one
Left to break your fall?

And whatever happened to the boy I used 
To know?
The one I believed was worth saving, whom
I thought could be saved?
You strayed from your cage for quite awhile
It looked like you had a chance
It turns out, you could barely stay afloat, so you just 
Chose to drown
While you were knee-deep in quick sand, you 
Could have gotten out by
Now

So you're packing up your bags, and
It's no doubt you'll have 
To go
Even the luckiest black cats have had 
To fight for their nine lives
You're down to the nubs of your nail-bitten soul
And the stakes are higher than ever
The next time you get up on top
Of that ledge
I hope it's because you've found the wings
So you can fly

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Ice Queen

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You are such an ice queen
I don’t know how you survived fifteen years locked 
In this cold without getting frostbite
Romeo awaits me underneath
My balcony
You caught us “sub rosa”, but swore to  keep
No secrets
You’d be much happier at our demise, would gladly
Bid farewell, but you don’t understand
Love, and how fiery it feels

You can’t see Cupid bit me, though
An arrow struck my butt
Would you know love if it hit you, or would you just
Let it pass you by?
Your panties are in bunches because I can
Grab the reins
I can suddenly control myself;
I think you wet your pants
Is it so hard to believe I’m sound in heart and in mind?
I know just what I’m feeling, so don’t bother
Explaining

To say I’m foggy with delusions is only downright rude
I thought I knew myself much better than to
Go blindly through the dark
My twin, you underestimate just what I’m worth 
One day you’ll see you’re wrong
You yanked away my teddy bear, and now you hate Romeo, too
But you can’t decide how I live my life
And who I am to love

Don’t you know I grew a garden
Away from ice-incased land?
Are you upset because I dared to grow something
As delicate and fragile as a reluctant, 
Red rose?
Am I so desperate for wanting to feel in a world so numb, where
Reality is fantasy?
Emotion seldom scares me, because it’s the heart of life
But such a core scares you 
To you, it’s best not
To have one

So rejoice, O ye ice queen
For I built my own castle
Of sea glass and roses, where ice lingers no longer
No amount of sleet or snow could make
Me change my mind
I packed my bags for paradise, my sun-thawed
Heart in tow

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Paper Heart

My paper heart 
Flies like a bird 
And flutters like a butterfly 
When I feel my breath taken away.
It is weightless,
Gliding on air 
Along miniature music staves, 
Hop-hop-hopping to the notes 
In quarters, eighths, and halves. 

And it beats on,
My paper heart singing its song, 
Waiting for love to set it free 
And make a paper symphony; 
To trace and re-trace 
The plans that it made, 
A bittersweet step 
Down memory lane, 
And all of the things 
I don't think it could take. 
My paper heart lies restless-- 
Awake. 

It falls asleep 
In the cottonwood tree 
On a paper branch, by a paper leaf, 
Its tripping and skipping 
Short and sweet. 
My paper heart begins to dream. 
My paper heart 
Knows what it is to love, 
To give everything 
Beyond and above, 
From the stars to the Sun 
From the moon to the sky. 
My paper heart 
Couldn't give up its mind. 

It wrapped itself 
In a nice little box, 
Wrote a note, and took a shot 
At happiness and wild joy. 
It was never meant 
To be someone's toy. 
My paper heart was hit with rocks--
They tore up the note 
And sent back the box. 
So came an end 
To this short history. 
It gave, and gave 
But never received. 

My paper heart 
Had gotten them wrong, 
Breaking, and hating 
And aching along. 
My paper heart 
Changed its tune, 
Lonely, sad, and filled with gloom. 
It fell apart 
And cried a lagoon. 
An innocent love 
Had met its doom. 

The sum of which 
Just made life harder. 
My paper heart- 
It flinched away, 
It couldn't take another day- 
Realized with a bitter start: 
They had written 
In permanent marker. 
My paper heart, 
Wounded and scarred, 
Broke down amidst 
Every battle scar, 
Gave way to a storm 
Not likely to end. 
My paper heart 
Ripped itself to shreds.

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June 18th

I wake up at 7:30 sharp, to
The static of my alarm clock
No discernable noise except for
My own voice whispering, "Today
is The Day."
I could crawl back into bed and pretend
Not to have heard; I could instead pretend
To fall back into my dreams. That way, 
I can at least ignore the truth for another hour 
Or more.
At some point, but not now, I will have to wake and 
Tell you that I don't love you anymore, and hang 
Up to the sound of you hating me. And what a shame,
Because you just
Couldn't wait to see me. At last, your Little Lottie will
Prove to be the traitor you never thought she'd be.
I hear the sound of morning, it sounds like daybreak mourning
For the
Promises I made that I can't bear to keep. I regret the day I ever 
Said I swore never to leave. I toss and turn until finally, there's no 
Doubt that I am awake. I tiptoe through my day as if on eggshells,
Flinching
When you call. I close my bedroom door, throw my pillow on the floor
Take a seat, and learn firsthand the language of goodbye. I stumble
Through my speech, hear you begging me. You don't understand
How I could
Even go through with such a thing. At your house, it must be World War III
But for the first time all day, I feel myself breathe. The weight of you just rolls
Straight off of me, and for the first time in weeks, I can fall fast asleep. And though
Your world
Just falls apart, I become eerily whole, as if I never needed you, not once, not at all. 
No offense, but I'm just so relieved, because as of today, June 18th, I find 
That I'll survive completely fine
Like fire burning sturdy wood, I won't
Waste your time or mine

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Unlatch

I love by latching on too tightly; I thought I could hold you in the palm of my hand for awhile, the way I used to catch the wind, or tried to, when I was small. Hands hungry and determined, I placed you high up on the candelabra, and did not understand when I found you out of reach. And unable to hold you, or feed you, each little weep-drop of wax was a grain of sand, counting every second to a certain end. 
  But choking fire has its way of leaving chokers burned, and in salvaging my heart and hands, I loved you with my eyes. You never burn to make the room blush, or to sway the sex of lovers. You burn for warmth, to warm and be warmed, and dry the tears and frost and rain from the stricken, in the hopes that one day, someone will ease them from you. Through misery comes compassion, freedom through walls, and you and I are not the only things that crumble. And when I am gone, you will burn; when you are gone, you will burn, and I will be glad not to have been the death of you, so I let you burn.