Dear Diary
what day is it?
they all meld together
i don't know how
to stay in this longer
i'm here aren't i?
isn't that enough?
my words they stick
in the mind of the duff
dumb ugly fat friend
isn't that me?
i sense yet no one says
what i fail to see
my representation, my addiction
why cant i ever be heard?
you ignore me in the hallways
you never hear my words
my teenage years are coming to end
yet what i fail to see
is everyone is mindless
all teenagers and me.
Conversation
Chaos is only to the reader's imagination
One will only say through illumination
Change comes upon us through procrastination
Through and through hospitalization
I've learned there is no representation
What about discrimination?
There is no appreciation
Everything has to do with accusation
There is no starting escalation
Now don't you love civilization??
Thoughts...
The grim reaper smiles as he pulls back his drapes
As he fastens his buttons on his little cape
Not all heroes are knights in shining armor
Think about all the secrets you harbor
How you stole a bit of your mother's perfume
How you have to power to safely assume
Why can't we just get along?
Join us together as we sing the song
The song of fate, the song of life
How everyone's story intertwines
Why can't I be just like the rest?
Normal enough to ace the test
The grim reaper grins a filthy dead grin
He knows that this life is coming to an end.
Life
They tell you life gets better
They tell you life gets worse
Everything means nothing
In this universe
Life is full of beautiful things
Remember what you want
Life is full of tragedies
Forget all that it haunts
Grow up, get married, get a job
What’s the purpose of it all?
Slow down and appreciate
Everything so small
Stars within a cloudy night
A stolen kiss of love
Smoke out of a chimney top
The singing of a dove
Dewdrops on a blade of grass
Your favorite class you took
Rainbows after thunderstorms
A poem in a notebook
Life is so much better
Life is so much worse
Everything means something
In this universe
Love maybe?
The walls talk about us
They tell stories surrounding us
About one night on impulse
Will I ever forget those dimples?
Foggy head in the morning
Feels my bed luring
Luring me just one more time
I always know that it lies
Do I remember what I'm doing?
I doubt I remember all I was viewing
Eyes as blue as the walls that surround me
Hotel sheets are my enemy
Do you hear the walls talk about us?
They talk of brighter things, of love.
monsters.
Smiles all around
They see me hide
Dug into the ground
No one's on my side
They tell me they are here for me
They tell me I'm okay
Yet no one knows that at night is when I pay
Pay for the secrets dug into my blood
Pay for the secrets that a thousand words hung
Pay for the secrets yet why can't I see?
Don't you understand? There are monsters inside of me!!
my thoughts
if walls could talk, what would they scream
would they tell of life's victories
would they tell of the horrors that haunt us at night
would they tell of monsters that disappear in the light
would they yearn for conversation as we talk without end
do they dream in black and white that they will never have a friend
do they whisper to each other of adventures near and far
do they silently cry as they wish upon a star
if walls could talk, what would they scream
telling us all night that life is nothing but a dream...