Change is seen as a worm on a hook

And we, the unsuspecting fish

Latch on--we either escape or die

If free, we move on aimlessly

If thrown into an atmosphere--new

We sinew the unknown with the known

Then we find that change is like air--

Always there, continuously needed

Perhaps, we escape water to grow wings.

that night, sparks flew

sharp stings on my tongue

and a mouth full of blood

barren land, blood-stained skin,

explosion hummed lifeless whispers

i was the ashes born from despair

as they carried your body away

i ran my tongue across the edge

of the knife you once gripped

wanting to savor the last of you

a hundred years later the first drop

of rain dissolved in the deserted land

blurred visions in a haze, the rain

broke into rivers of torment, cut

through worlds chasing after you

i’ll find a way across the entirety

of our universe to flow beneath

your grave, drained and bloom

white roses from your tombstone

rivers became rivers of galaxies,

i met you at the universe’s edge

until every star had exploded into

smoke clouds, this time fading lights,

i fell for you in the absence of life

a galaxy forever spinning alone

amidst the hollow coldness, i was

the stardusts that turned blue

as i drowned myself in your veins

in another life you found me

on an old dusty bookshelf

read me through, once in a

lifetime and that was enough

missing you was more than enough

- deathetix

I cannot change for you

That's one thing I won't do

In our struggle for control

I don't want to lose my soul

Try all the games you play

I won't let you get your way

You can huff on out the door

I don't need to see you anymore

All the things that change

The patterns rearrange

Still some things stay the same

Where do you place the blame?

I will not change for you

I the one thing I can't do

Even if the deal break

I just something I can't take

so small, close to the ground

too many want to eat you

no matter how fast you

think you are going you’re only moving

an inch or two.

If you survive you’re first stage of life

the attacks and the

cruel world

ONTO THE NEXT STAGE

Change is coming, don't be fooled

death is the only way to stop it.

soon, when the change happens

you will no longer have legs or antenna.

You will be in a cocoon for many,

many moons.

Be patient.

Good News though, you made it.

No longer on the ground in the danger zone.

You can rest, let change happen

When it’s time and you open

you will FLY.

THEN

You will finally see your beauty.

The Magnificant Butterfly

You Change so beautifully

Never complaining

always so happy.

Athena

09/07/2020

they say change is a bad thing

but if things had never changed

i'd still be depressed

i'd still thrive off of fake friendships

i'd still be a liar telling myself it's for the best

i'd still stroll around in sweatpants from costco thinking they were cool (i still do but only around the house)

i'd still cry smearing my cheap mascara because i thought i had no purpose

i'd still scream for no reason

i'd still slice people to ribbons with my words in a twisted attempt to shield myself

i'd still just whisper to myself: why, why?

i'd still be ashamed of the person i was

i'd still be the person i was

so welcome a little change, would you?

Change your thinking!

Change your ways!

Change your very being...

Change the grass on which you graze;

It’s keeping you from seeing.

Change the darkness.

Change the light.

Expect it to be great.

Grow yourself some wings of flight;

Is it too soon? Too late?

Real change rarely works within;

It toils more without.

Without the words, without the grin,

Without a single doubt.

Changing takes us ages,

Takes us knowledge; son to son.

Through genes, through dust, through victory,

Through battles lost or won.

But in the end what changes us

Is less to do with time,

And more to do with questions:

To move on, or live in slime?