My Miracle
It's a true mystery
How we came to be
Your number in my phone
Texting constantly
You make me feel
Like I'm royalty
Like I'm worth something
Like I'm pretty
I hope I return the favor
I don't know how love goes
It's nothing like they say
In sappy TV shows
But I hope to meet you, dear
Someday soon
I wish on all the stars in the night
I wish on the moon
Sleepless Stars
Endless nights
Iced coffee and hot tea
Too many fights
Your words drain me
Stars high above
I know their names
They are my love
They burn like our old flames
We are no longer one
We have drifted away
Our love is no longer fun
I think it's better this way
You and I
Different in our needs
Just look to the sky
Stars multiply like weeds
I am not yours
I am my own, and only mine
I am like the stars
And now I can finally shine
Thorn In My Side
I really do not understand
Why people can't leave things be
Why my business
Has to be theirs
Why can't I just live
In peace, without them
I just want to live out this
Meaningless thing called life
With as little obstacles as possible
So if you have nothing good
To say to me or my loved ones
Then please find the exit
You're not wanted here
Burdock and Bismuth
Bury me in cotton
Steal my spirit away
Lay me in the cold sea
Rob me of life today
I don't want to feel anymore
Take these emotions from me
The pain in my head
My heart
My hands
Please just set me free
This blood on my face
Mingling with vibrant paint
Red on blue on yellow
Their gorgeous, discordant taint
I suffer in my beauty
I am stunning in my pain
But do not mistake
My empathy for apathy
For your judgement is all in vain
I care not what you think of me
Of what you say behind my back
Because a smart cobra
Will wait until your back
Is turned
To make its lethal attack
Empathy
Endless nights slog by
Mindless hopes and dreams
Paving the path to self-destruction
And letting self-loathing bloom
There is no end to the
Heartache we feel
Yesterday is today
Is there an escape from this
Sadness
Only despair awaits us now
Vicious is its tongue, whispering
Eternity is not long enough to
Realize what a mistake you are
Realize what a failure you will
Always be
There is no end to our pain
Empathy is misplaced
Deemed upon the ones undeserving
In the Wood
I am the night and the moon
The darkness in your throat
The wind in your shirt
The bugs biting your arms
The light of your lantern
I am the evils lurking
In the bushes
In the trees
In the lakes and pools and streams
An amber and umber sunset
I am the lightning, the thunder
I am your fear, your rage, your joy
Everything you adore
And abhore
I am
Flying Blind
She is a shy girl, withdrawn
But everyone knows
There is something different
She laughs too hard
Smiles too big
Pats a shoulder or back
With too much mirth
She tries too hard
To be normal
Though it is plain
That she is not
She is too clean
Too neat
Too normal
Each rejection pushes her more
Makes her try harder
Makes her even stranger
Weaker
She is breaking, brittle
Bones crackling
Skin peeling
She is disappearing
Just because we could not handle
An angel
Embers
I am the embers
In your housefire
I am the blood
On scraped knees
I am the word
That rhymes with orange
I am the birds and the bees
I am the blackened coals
Of a broken heart
I am the useless wings
Of a penguin
I am the limp rag
You dust with
I am the game you cannot win
I am the wind in your lashes
I am the dusty cups
In your cupboard
I am everything, and nothing
I am the world burned to ashes
And I am you
Staring endlessly at words
Words fill you with hope
Sorrow
Anger
Feeling
A few letters in the right order
Make you feel so strongly
So vividly
Passionately
And yet
They can bring you down
Kick you from your high seat
Knock you to the ground
With reality
You don't want to believe
But you must face the facts
Nothing will capture the truth
And your innocence is in the past
Be
Pearly smiles and metal masks
Antique hearts engraved
With gold and greed
The piano of the mind plays on
When all else is dust and decay
And our speach turns to wisps
Rising against the setting sun
We find solice in each other
Mute to the pain
Deaf to the joy
We only exist now
But we do nothing
Content to simply
Be
Wonder
Sometimes I wonder
What is after this life
Is there an end
To our suffering
Or only more strife
Will there ever be a way
To cease these frightened tears
Maybe someday
But it's unlikely
Thus this agony
Will be mine for years
Sometimes I wonder
Will I ever find a lover
Will they be tall and gentle
An angel unlike any other
Or will they be a mortal
Simple and plain like I
Maybe I will find a suitor
Yes, maybe when pigs fly
Sometimes I wonder
Will I grow smarter
Through all my pain
But there must be some
Of anything
If one wants it to gain
I remember that I am weak
In the realm of the sharp-minded
I can only hope and dream
Of being anything
But intellectually-blinded
Sometimes I wonder
Will my prose ever expand
Then I think, of course not
I might as well get a fish
To walk on land
I am not Frost
Nor Elliot
Nor Whitman
I am not King
Nor Patterson
Nor Lovecraft
I am no good with words,
Even as I type them
I have absolutely
Nothing to offer
Just a plain girl
Wanting her internet friends
By her side
Sharing none of
Her peers' achievements
And over the years
She grows snide
Her joy fades to bitterness
Her outlook
Becomes so jaded
Some say she only lives
For her books
Others say her joy
Is far too deteriorated
But this girl, now a woman
Only wants this one thing;
She wants for someone to
Understand
That she does not want a ring
She wants equality for all
For all to be seen as the same
All the same as each other
As if each and every one
Were equal
And this is why she is jaded
Why her heart has grown to stone
Because she knows her hopes
And dreams
Are futile
And it has long since been known