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Inner FeelingsI'm killing myself slowly
Not another calorie shall pass my lips
The trace of bones is beautiful
When I can see my ribs and hips

Exercise obsessively
To rid myself of hate
And all these jumbled feelings
That keep my mind awake

Want to go to sleep forever
Stop this beating of my heart
Forget all these thoughts and memories
Still tearing me apart

Doctors try to help me
Therapists don't really care
People in the street look at me
With their long icy glares

I had a love once
Abandoned me without a trace
But it's ok, really
It's not like I deserved his grace

Want to escape it all
But there's no where to run
I cannot run away

Decaying SkinI want to be dust
Floating in the care free air
Free to roam on breathless sighs
Empty, yet consumed
I want to be skinless
Shoulder blades etching like swans
From my decomposing back
So beautifully created
Under my delicate decaying mask
Painting red skies onto my skin
The pain-staking sky washes over me
Brushing through my pores
And leaving trails of crimson secrets
That my lips daren't ever tell
Deliverance, decadence, fragility
A breath taking numbness
Cold to the touch, and lifeless to the bone
My frayed mentality, forever wearing away
With each battered and weathered memory
Etching themselves onto my brain
Like an art

Ghost Of A MaidenIt's the end of an era
Another soul sold
To thou who is judging
Our rise and our fall

Another life graven
Another vessel deemed
Too unsuitable to live
Or so it had seemed

Another raven does call
At the merciless door
Of the beggar and rich man
And the tales of myth and folklore

The ghost of a maiden
Hair flaxen like straw
Lies cold in waiting
For once and ever more

Don't believe what you hear
When they say it's a lie
History speaks drapes of truth
That many race of man deny

Like an iced pearl to the touch
And cold to the bone
Walks the ghost of the maiden
Living in histories truths, alone

Letters Of LoveRegarding those love letters strewn on your bed

They were never meant for someone as beautiful as you

Falling hearts from the skies of time

Draped in ashen white

The writing's on the wall

Words get tossed around and jumbled

Weaving in and out of truth and lies

Regarding those love letters on your bed

I never meant the words in them at all

When I said I loved you, I lied

When I said I missed you, it wasn't what I meant

What I really meant to say

Was I love you and I miss you today

It was never in the past

Only in the present and the future

And I wipe this lip shaped kiss

From the seal of this last envelope

As I place it on you

FlameWhite candle, alight
as a daffodil always -
what prayer now answered?

SoulmateI'd sit with you on the rocks, all day.
Watch your movement and listen to what you'd have to say.
''Tell me what you know, and ask me what you don't.''
You didn't feel like it, but disappointing me? You won't.

You told me how you know I love creative people, they make me smile.
And how I'm not shy, but being outgoing takes me a while.
How I cry too much, too often, but never out loud.
How I always managed to stand out in the biggest crowd.

I loved it when you rest your chin on my shoulder and sighed.
The way your eyes shine, I'd never seen anything so bright.
Your hair could tell your mood, but your mouth told me more.
You are so

too late now.You're not going to wake up,
are you?
My mother's voice.
I could hear it, but not see her.
Picturing her by my bedside,
tiny frame quivering,
was enough to make me cry.
Tears were spilling out, I was sure,
must have been soaking my cheeks.
I tried to clutch the old quilt,
that I'd had forever.
Patches of our old clothes,
that she'd stitched together,
just for me,
but I'd hidden it, embarrassed.
I never told her I didn't mean it.
Too late now,
there was no softness under my hands,
not that I could feel. I felt nothing.
It smelt weird, wherever I was,
too many air fresheners.
We'd hide them, Mum and me.
Now, their sickly s

Trying To ForgetMy knees still get weak,
Whenever you come around.
My heart still races,
And makes that thumping sound.

It's a different reason,
Than it used to be.
No longer for love,
But rather anxiety.

I try to forget about you,
Whenever I see your face.
My mind wanders,
To an unholy place.

I'm trying hard to forget,
About you and the past.
The memories it has caused,
Will forever last.

Unwanted EndingsThe changing wind reminded me
of lost control of life.
The trees shed leaves, sun sought to set:
a season's resolved strife.

Those hurt do seek resolution.
But feeling all would end
was forest, wind. Surrounding self,
collapses, turns and rends.

So...this is itSo… this is it

Empty
Lost
Cast aside
Given up

What did I do?
How did I misstep?
I do as is expected
Yet…you punish me

You strip away my security
You coldly justify your actions
I am helpless
I continue my pleas for your mercy

No empathy comes
Only stagnant excuses
Silence follows
Your summation is my disposal

Fine
Alright
Accept…accept…accept
Surrender

I remain
I will exist
I will fill this vacuum with me
I am enough

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Road to Perfection

by =Annimouse, Apr 6, 2012, 2:46:08 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

I saw bones
Etching themselves from my back
Forming two arcs
Like a swan in frightful pain

My once glowing skin
Feigned by the dullness
Of perfection
And skeletal beauty entwined

Mirrors breaking through time
Glass shattering ever so silently
Rose petals scattered on ashen skin
Tormenting scars with their delicate frailty

Wine-stained tears
Trailing from my effete eyes
A path, joined in remorse
By the sorrowful sounds on my lips

A tragedy of consequence
Produced by my integrity
Of what causes me to become a wallflower
Seeking undying beauty in everlasting peace

Tarnished thoughts echoing
Throughout this fragile soul
Still waiting on perfection
To deliver her home