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RelapseIt’s like counting
Saturn’s rings,
hash marks
along your limbs -
remembering a time
when

‘just one more’

made you feel better.

- & you’re sitting there
wondering why
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s

falling.

Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.

FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.

It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.

I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?

What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –

Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)

UneditedWe cry.
We scream.
We fight for our dream.

We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.

The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.

The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.

So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?

Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?

Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.

Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"

WorthlessWorthless,
the name that cuts like a knife,
Me,
it's all that you see inside,
My heart,
is breaking with every breath I take
The lies,
the only thing I can't seem to face.

In The Daylight

In The Daylight

A false downfall
An unexpected revival

Sunset to moonset
Shining through darkness

Life...redefined
Death...redesigned

In the valley of promises- I will fear no end
On the brink of weakness- I will ascend
-
Roads of the toughest
Paths of the darkest

I conditioned my flawed limits
So fearful memories won't be paralytic

I had to raise my own spirit
Strength and endurance become so vivid

A chance for change / A moment of fate
A time to make peace / A brief feeling of creed
A sealing of my slate / A silencing of my mistakes
A secret ready to be freed / A chain soon-to-be incomplete

Pain and peace are infinite
Judge the wrat

wallflower clippingsthere's scar tissue in her throat,
swollen around the words she never said;
dark rings around her eyes
like planets unremembered, and
a staleness to her touch,
the crystalline Dead Sea.

she's living like a story
that's already been told
"if no one loved you
would you mean anything at all?"

in that moment,
we forget to exist.

Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.

Battle in my MindEat.
Don't eat.
Take it easy.
Work out until you pass out.
Get help.Tell someone.
Keep it a secret. It's only for you and me.
You're perfect.
You're worthless.
You're beautiful.
You're disgusting.
Why won't you listen?
They don't understand.
Let me help you.
You don't understand.
Show me.
No!
I love you..

We are the King and Queen of Broken DreamsStanding still in a mine field, staring at all we have left.
We were so young, we didn’t stop to think.
Now we’re in a car crash, teetering on the brink.
If you were to leave me now, I don’t know what I’d do.

It was a whirl wind romance,
A light when all was black, a spark of something when all was bleak.
You swept me off my feet and made me feel brand new.
I thought we could live forever and I’m certain you did to.

We built a house without foundations
And now we’re falling down,
Everything’s crumbling around us, time slipping through out fingertips.
People used to walk past us but they were to drunk to see,
That our lives are coming apart around us, there is no light as far as we can see.

There was no fire to start with,
Just two broken things, the world had left behind.
The casualties of other people’s dreams of power, money and control,
Spat out onto the curb to rot away and die.
We never stood a chance or so

Falling off the EdgeDo you know what it feels like?
To nearly fall off the edge,
but not quite...
just so that you're dangling;
clinging for your worthless life
lest it fall into the sea of loneliness.
Your callused, pink fingers turning
to a shade of purplish-red of pain
as it does it best to hold on.

Splash.

In the sea of loneliness,
everything is crisp, translucent.
There is nothing around you,
you are alone...
unlike other people,
you have no one
clamouring to save you;
you have no one
diving in to get you out.

There is no point
screaming for help,
you will only waste
the little time and air you have left.
You only have the darkness
of the sea envelop

Honesty Written

from the

heart.

No eraser.

Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.

But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.

That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.

But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.

No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.

So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.

PerfectEver had the feeling where you can't stop looking at a picture?
Your gorgeous face makes me smile
Go weak at the knees
Makes me giggle like a little girl

Those morning texts
All day conversations
Random silly things like that
Make me smile

I see the led light flash the colours I've set for when I get a message from you
My heart flutters
My cheeks flush
I go deaf to the world when I'm reading a message from you

If your down
I'm always there for you
I know you don't want to worry me
I know you want me to smile
But I'm always here for you
No matter how you feel
I'd prefer to help
Than for you to be down

Your gorgeous eyes
Are mesmerising
You

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Mixed emotions...Mixed emotions confused and lost
don't know what I'm doing
feeling so lonely falling away,
something is slipping fading,
What am I to do
when I feel so blue
can I keep on smiling,
or will it fade away.
Something tells me
that I will find the answers
but all I see is pieces,
what is going on.
Don't understand anything
what have i done wrong
lost in the darkness,
hiding in the shadows.
Falling away piece by piece
picking up the shattered bits
trying to put them back again,
making everything seem okay.

Strike: The Story of a Tallest prologue.Strike stared out the window of the Irken Empire Main Battle Ship or the I.E.M.B.S. for short,into the cold depths of space.
Sighing he turned around looking at all the crew members before walking out and down the hall,many greeted him as he walked the vast halls of the battle ship towards his quarters,eventually making it into his room he looked around for a certain object.
Looking through one of the many draws in his room he found it,a medium Digital note pad with all his logs on it from when he was a smeet up until today. Strike closed the draw and floated over to his bed before sitting down,opening the digital note pad with his password,he started to read from the very beginning where his handwriting wasn't quite neat as it is now.
Date: 12/12/2540 Time: 12:23:08.
Today was the first day of school it was pretty boring,we got cookies and Irken fruit juice for our snack,Insane was pestering cyan as usual,pfft they act like a couple or something with the way they look at each ot

fall..cherry blossoms fall
wind blows
the tears fall down
time ticks onward
everything repeats.

Poem for a friendSometimes I wish I could be there for you
Only I can make your day less grey
Never give up and never give in
Go on and keep moving forward
Over and over again
Forget all of the painful memories you have
Live life and stay strong
In this world I can be your closest friend
Very good at making you smile
Even when your down
So please smile for me

Sometimes goodbye is a second chance.Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
please let me take your hand for one last dance
don't be afraid of me even with just one glance,
give me a chance for this please for me.
Don't let me fade away forever
please can we be together
one more time and day even if it's for awhile,
I just wish to see you be happy and smile.
Sometimes goodbye is a second chance
give me a chance to change for the better,
give me a reason to keep on going further
please let me have one more chance,
to take your hand for one last dance.
I don't want to lose or let you fall
please don't leave me all alone
I don't want to be feared any more,
please don't walk out of that door.
Please give me one last dance with you
because all I know is that I love you
sometimes goodbye is a second chance,
so take my hand for one last dance.
Sometimes good bye is a second chance maybe even for one last goodbye =HalfInane-HalfMental

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Misery and Sadness..

by =HalfInane-HalfMental, May 26, 2012, 9:51:08 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Dead inside without a hand to hold
cold and all alone lost in the dark
won't somebody guide me back again,
out of my misery and sadness.

Does anyone care at all
even if I fall and go away
would anyone cry for me,
if I where to die today.

Will someone make me smile
does anyone care at all
will someone hold me close,
never letting me go away.

All this sadness is no good
I should be happy today
but I feel empty inside,
my heart and my mind.

All this misery inside
I can't seem to find the light
will someone save me from the dark,
or will I lose this fight tonight.

Misery and Sadness..by =HalfInane-HalfMental

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Misery and sadness Loosing to my own madness *HalfInane-HalfMental
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~fullofenergy Jul 21, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Love the last line! "or will I lose this fight tonight"

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=HalfInane-HalfMental Jul 21, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks c:

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~LordDreadRaven May 27, 2012

Such sad but awesome poems.

=HalfInane-HalfMental May 27, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

awe Thanks I was feeling sad when I wrote it x_x but now I'm happy <3

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