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PuzzleIf I had to describe our relationship we would be a puzzle,
We fit together in an alignment; perfectly,
Painting an image of our inner thoughts,
But if someone provokes our desires,
Our puzzle piece crumbles; and I welcome desolation,
I know this pain will be forgiven,
You will rekindle our old flame of companionship,
And will pick up the fragmented pieces,
Rebuilding our puzzle; all for it to be desecrated,
But for now I welcome you with open arms,
And a shattered puzzle, that can never be pieced together.
Sixteen daysSixteen days,
I will be free,
To laugh with joy,
To relax my stiff shoulders,
And let the whole world stand still.
Till endless nights with friends arrive,
Were we joyfully play at the waters edge,
Sipping away at our cool lemonade,
And turning snow white to golden brown.
And the dreary hallways will seem like a memory,
Were outdoors become our playground,
With endless fun in its wake.
Till new memories,
Under the golden sun,
Staying up all night,
Without a care in the world.
The countdown begins now.
My ConfessionIt has been a very long time,
Since I fell in love with you,
I do not remember when,
But I guess it didn't matter,
You are my world,
I think about you often,
So much that the very thought,
Makes me shake with anticipation,
Of meeting you,
I tried giving up,
To move on,
But I can not get you out,
Of my head,
So I sit here in wonderment,
Listening to the pounding of my heart,
I know there's a chance,
But it is better,
Knowing your true feelings,
Then letting my mind wander with fantasies,
So please meet me at the meeting place,
So I can say these precious words to you,
"I Love You!"
Hey best friendHey best friend,
It breaks my heart,
To see you so sad,
Come tell me,
When your down,
And I will try to make,
All those troubles go away,
If you would,
Rather not talk,
And I will stay,
With you in silence,
Because its better to face,
Problems with two,
Your my best friend,
And you are an amazing person,
When your down,
Come tell me,
And will face the troubles together,
Remember to smile.
The break-upI got news about how she lost the feeling,
the feeling you both once new,
Sadly her vision was clouded,
And I hope you both pull through,
You both are so dear to me,
I do not wish to see you in pain,
But if you go your separate ways,
Remember the good times you had and not the bad,
I want you both to be happy,
Smiling and laughing,
So please rethink the idea,
Of the break-up.
I know I can not control your feelings,
I have no right to,
I just want you both to be happy,
So if the break-up is true,
Remember you always have a second chance,
Because a break-up can always be healed,
As long as those feelings return.
The grand heroI travel across Hyrule,
To defeat the horrid foe's threatening to harm the land,
With the power of the Goddesses,
They marked me to be the hero,
To protect the princess,
I enter dungeons,
Filled with puzzles,
And designed like a maze,
All the time I ditch whatever family,
Or friend I had before,
Because there not nearly as important,
And for that I say I am sorry,
But with the mission they have given me,
there is no way I can refuse,
With the triforce of courage,
And my master sword,
I ride on with Epona,
To defend this mighty land,
Never talking nor never stopping.
The opposite of normalIn the human mind,
The idea of a normal life,
Is wired into everyone’s head,
Till the day we were born and until our final sleep,
But what a dull life that would be,
Where is the adventure found?
From the television? Or the countless books we have created?
So why not go on your own adventure,
By taking a step outside of your bubble,
Sure people will mark you as odd,
The ways you interact will seem foreign,
Their idea of the word normal,
Will be shattered into tiny pieces,
As it holds no value to you,
While you’re on this adventure,
The word normal means nothing now,
As you journey on this adventure,
So express yourself in many ways,
To many people,
While you take that step forward to creativity.
My best was obviously not enoughI remember that look,
The way your eyes pierce me with that icy glare,
The shame and disapproval you show me,
Oh how you wish I could do better,
When my best was obviously not enough,
What will it take?
How can I prove to you that I tried?
Before you point the finger?
My efforts are waste less,
They could never please someone like you,
You belittle me,
when my best was obviously not enough,
You keep reminding me of my failures and not my success,
Are they that meaningful to you?
So that years down the road you can retell those unwanted memories?
Throwing me into another never ending battle,
Where I can never escape,
Because my best was obviously not enough.
I will forgetEven though it hurt's,
I will forget,
Even though I do not wish for that,
I will forget,
These feeling's I have harbored for you,
Will be forgotten,
So that you can love her forever more,
But even so,
Please don't forget me,
I wish to stay friends,
So please don't treat me bitterly,
For this selfish reason I harbor,
Because I will forget,
But please stand by me,
Even if we are just friends.
Mental Disorder Discrimination"You said you've got depression?
No you don't, you attention seeker.
You're just an average teenager with the perfect life
Desperately looking for sympathy."
Stop crying, you coward.
You're just a childish "scaredy-cat".
Blaming your problems on a mental disorder
That doesn't even exist."
"So you're schizophrenic?
Grow the hell up, and stop acting like a child
You're too old for imaginary friends
You callow, juvenile, little twit."
But if we're attention seekers,
Why do we try so hard to hide our feelings from the world?
Why do we isolate ourselves in our rooms,
Desperately hiding the cuts on our wrists
Trying our best to live a normal life?
And if we're simply "scaredy-cats",
Why is our fear so vividly intense?
Unlike simple fear, our anxiety will stick with us forever
A severe long-lasting feeling of powerful panic.
A feeling from which we'll never be free.
Suddenly we're childish for having a mental disorder?
Schizophrenia is not something we can control.
YouIf you’re a girl, you’re a girl.
If you’re a boy, you’re a boy.
If you’re white, you’re white.
If you’re black, you’re black.
If you’re gay, you’re gay.
If you’re bi, you’re bi.
If you’re straight, you’re straight.
If you’re religious, you’re religious.
If you’re an atheist, you’re an atheist.
If you’re mentally disabled, you’re still human.
If you’re physically disabled, you’re still human.
For everything you are:
So who are they to judge you for who you are?
to me you are perfect
I do not know the reasons
for all those scars burning
against your bright skin
you've been soaking
a pain reminiscing from past
we both cannot recollect
yet you are so beautiful..
when night gets darker
and I am the one...
who's hungered to undress
the spirit of you
slowly revealing the layers
coming off from shadows
disguised in desires
craving to be fulfilled
I will caress every corner
of your silhouette
until I figure the true shape
of your heart
I will rub those blisters
softly until every nerve
of you gushes into a river
and you moan into a life
I had promised you
years ago when we began
to breathe into each other
for all the truths
I must swallow
and lessons I must learn
you are the one
I am destined to discover
what it means
to love in perfection
PainParalized by the suffering
A shiver down my spine
Images of my past haunt me
No one can save me from this hell
i can't keep walking on these dry-rot bonesoh, i am not a poet;
like the ink scratches
of plath, i am
specter boy: decay,
dispose, & disappoint
because this is the way
that writers wane -
(this hangman head is no
survivor story, & gods
do not burn out
daydreams and monsters.she was a girl.
she ran with the moon,
chased fireflies in the bluegrass, and
watched the reflection of sunsets in rain puddles.
her name was Alice,
and she was a girl.
but to the dragonflies she was a queen,
and to the mirror she was a sister.
the moon was her prince, and the
blinking windows were the eyes
that kept her safe.
she spent her nights making wishes, and she
dragged her fingers along the shooting stars
that were tangled with her vertebrae.
her name was Alice,
and she was a girl.
her body was a river
her mind was an ocean
and her heart was the sky.
she lived in a world where
doves flew in the sea and
whales swam in the
My worldHere I stand,
At the top of the world,
But why do I feel so lonley inside?,
I see your stares,
They are full of pain and sorrow,
Is this the world that I have created?,
How could they,
Mamke my beautiful world so ugly,
Full of hatred and greed,
But I believe in the idea that everyone is pure,
Everyone deserves to live in the light,
No matter how cruel they are and can be,
So for now i'll watch,
And see how you recreate my presious world
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Lilyas has dedicated herself to making our community a brighter place with her vibrant artwork and infectious enthusiasm for interacting with others in our community. It has certainly paid off, as many deviants flock to her page on a daily basis to let her know how much of an inspiration she is. We absolutely agree, and couldn't let all that hard work go without recognition, so it's with great pride that we bestow the Deviousness Award for March 2014, to ... Read More