I don't understand why I'm in love with two

How can this even be true?

I can't imagine my life without them

But I can't leave them be

I dont understand why this happened to me

The truth is I know which one is right

But my heart is telling me to still put up a fight

My brain cant possibly choose

I just feel like either way I still lose

I don't expect you to notice

I don't expect you to care

You are one of them

The reason that trust

Is lost

And why

there is so much pain

I let myself

believe in you

Count on you

So I say

I have nothing left

To give

This hollow shell

Is empty

Everything I was

Has been taken

Away

I never let anyone get to know the real me.

That would just be a tragedy!

How terribly awful I really am

Let's just keep pretending

My facade isn't a sham.

My beauty artfully holds

A red Dragon of the worst

Kind I'm told.

To unleash her fury on the world

Would be too unkind and cruel.

It would take a man with the strongest fortitude

To be able to grasp the Dragon with the attitude.

I want so much to be free of her,

The Demon has me until one can set me free.

I just don't see that happening

It's not likely.

I'll always be alone

I'll always be empty

I'll never find a home

There's no hope left in me

I'll always be bleeding

Without the will to heal

So meet me in my dreams

If you can't stand what's real

There's my mother

Working and dying

There's my dad

Drinking and pissed

There's my sister

Ignoring and texting

There's my brother

Playing and leaving

There's me

Sitting and breaking

She had lost count. Was it the 152nd day? Everyday, she came out to stare at the sea hoping that help would come. She was quick becoming one of them. One of the termite-eaten woods, wilted leaves and withered grasses with her clothes becoming more of rags as the days passed. Today, as she stood there the whole scene flashed before her mind again, causing her heart to ache as always, wondering when her parents would come for her. She didn't have to be a princess. She didn't even want to be one but here she was, suffering on a lone cliff with little or nothing to eat because she wasn't going to be the first princess with a deformed face. She remembered the terrifying look of hate on the king's face when he saw her after the accident. She could still hear him as he gave the orders to hide her from the world forever. She could still hear her mother's sobs unable to argue with the king as the shipped her off to this abandoned house on the lone cliff. "When would this end?" She thought. "When would I..." Her thoughts were cut short by the sight of a ship drawing closer to the cliff. "Help! Help!!" She screamed. "Diana!!!" What? Her name? She knew that voice anywhere. "Motherrrrrrrr!!!!"

We always want what we cannot have

To share a moment that will not last

Faces that truly care, we always pass

Ignoring the beauty within, we run so fast

Cold leftovers hidden in our past

Blindly missing the perfect rose in front of us, the one that stays bright and blooming better than the rest

We chase after the one that’s impossible to grasp.

This habit, how shall we break?

When all the others act so fake

Around you, their ass they shake

Hoping you don’t see right through the sneaky snake

Still we chase hoping one day you wake up in their house the next morning, a lil wake n bake

But really, it’s nonstop giving with no offer to take.

When all your friends tell you that you deserve better

You’re too scared to do anything about it because it’ll change forever

You know what you have to do in the back of your mind,

Too bad your heart is still pursuing the one impossible to find.

My gaze met another when I looked up 

"Hello..." She said, smiling wickedly

I thought about her a lot

But I sure didn't want to see her

I so hated her gut

But she was really a mind filler

I knew today would come

Just not so fast

What was I thinking? Was I dumb?

Why did I ever make her last?

Maybe I knew

Maybe I didn't

But here she was and I needed a plan

"Hello..." She said again in her piercing shriek-like voice

Jerking me from my reverie

"Who are you?" I asked

A weak attempt to stall a little more.

"I'm that bridge you said you'd cross when you got to it".