Category: 10th

My life reminds me of a book
Because everywhere I look
Things have to be done a certain way
And that’s how the laws have been laid
Mazes everywhere I turn
Unsolvable so there’s nothing to learn
Sometimes I’m so confused
I’m almost past the point of no return
If my life really were a book
I would leave it to burn
No need for boring
Repetitive
Novels
They’re just kindling
To my flame inside

Don’t do this
Don’t do that
This is how you sound
Things are about to change
Especially with my father
That is why I bother
When I ask questions you get upset
But my future I have never met
You tell me I will leave soon
But I don’t know by which moon
If you love me
Accept my fear
Because I love you dear
Mom
Mother
S.O.S.
And I can tell you nothing less

Aggression
Punching and kicking
It’s almost like a clock
Ticking
It piles up inside
But by the rules I must abide
Rules don’t follow situations
I get upset with my relations
Aggression
TV shows
Fights
I don’t understand how to turn on the lights
They were never on
But other emotions are gone
So I’m left with one
Aggression

Strength can be a weakness
Weakness can be a strength
Strength can make you feel like everyone loves you
When in all reality everyone hates you
Weakness is the time where you
Can’t do it right
Can’t say it right
Can’t live right
And everybody hates you
When in reality
You did the best
Came out on top
And made some new friends along the way
But here is something you need
The person who thinks everybody loves them
Dies empty
While the ones who ‘couldn’t do it right’
Have a nice house, car, and a loving family
The first and last letters make the word ‘be’
You know what it is
A funny thing called balance
And I have yet to find somebody who’s mastered it
You need both to be truly happy

We have meltdowns
We are beautiful
We are imperfect
We are one of a kind
We grow and develop
We rise and fall with our conditions
We get imitated
We were meant to join with others
We are snowflakes
Snowflakes are humans
Humans are snowflakes
We are the same

Rage is a battle
Between what you ought to do
And what is right
Rage is a fire
Burning inside
And out
Rage is possessive
Over your body
Controlling your thoughts
Your sight
Your difference between right and wrong
Is muted as rage comes through the door
Then it laughs as the war wages with no direction
Rage is petty,but bold
I wish…
Rage…
Was (not)…
Wrong…

As the world crashes down around my feet
I sit in the suffocating destruction of a thousand years
Judged by human standards for one last time
Content to let angels and demons tear my soul apart
I count the seconds by each living cell unmade
And together the world and I crash down

My wish is to dream
To dream for an eternity
To dream until the world halts
And all that was left has crumbled

For I can no longer stand the dull colorless light of humanity
I want to revel in the depths of my creation
As my mind spirals out possibilities

Faster
And faster
And faster
Until I am dizzy and breathless
From the ideas in my head

Soaring atop the utter brilliance of my worlds
I marvel
At the gold soaring kingdoms
And the silver birds swooping by
As one scene shifts to the next
Drowning me in possibility

I am alive in worlds that are indescribable
For they have never existed before and never will again
And when I wake
I weep
To leave behind such marvels

But when I sleep
I dream
And thus I am awakened
My heart beats faster and my breaths quicker
As I leave behind the mortal realm
And descend

Into the infinite worlds
And possibilities
And dimensions
Of what can only be seen
When my eyes are closed

A world unknown to all but me
As I revel in my power of creation and destruction
I slowly sink deeper into my abyss
Of dreams

Hello
Only for a second
Only for a day
What weight is one hello
In an endless universe
What worth is one hello
In a dimension of farewells
One hello
For an eternity
Of goodbyes

Depression is a tyrant
Always taking
Never giving
No release from its powerful jaws
No escape from its heated intensity
Taking over MY body
Making choices for me
Stabbing my heart, head and being
Gaining power
Gaining strength
Depression is a soul sucking leech
In the movies good usually wins
But the world isn’t a movie
Depression always wins
Because
Depression is a tyrant
Always…
Taking…
Never….
Giving…