AsylumLaughing hysterically,Just another form of Insanity.Padded cells,And latex smells.Screams that pierce,The empty halls.Constant watch,Under lock.Prison,It looks much nicer.Straight Jackets,Just another fashion statement.Protecting us or them?Medicine like lithium,Calms an un-crazed mind.
fairi find beauty in our awkwardness, in the way we are pushed together all-too-unoften. fate just isn't fair to us. it's not the story of star-crossed lovers destined to be together. to hell with fate; to destiny - they're selective bitches anyway. they only choose the perfect ones. [and we're anything but, aren't we?]your smile is crooked with all the times you've had to take it down and then hurriedly put it up again; an overused, bruised sign that says 'drop it. please just drop it.'[if only they'd bother to look.]and dark rings curl themselves around my eyes at the most inopportune moments - i wish you wouldn't witness just how tired i am.but -i find beauty in our awkwardness.in the way we spend the quiet fidgeting and shooting nervous glances; handing each other our nervous laughs. the way we are almost from different universes, but it's the same ungainly silence that defines us.and if that's what it takes -i swear i'll never say a word again.
::forgetting is easy:: partoneday one.twenty-one. female. curly black hair, shoulder-length, bangs long enough to cover blue eyes. veil them, untwinkling, no stars to be found, from the world. secrets to be kept. hidden demons, uncontrolled.i know the following to be true:i like the fizz of sprite on my tongue, a whiff of mandarin oranges in the web of a stranger's callused hands. mint-flavored dental floss and sculpting the half-heart curve of my lips against metal.i like cold showers and rough wood under my palms. the squelch of green grass beneath my toes just as the sun breaks the horizon. i dream in grayscale and cry in the key of b-minor.but mostly, i know that i do not know me. there's a dark smudge breathing just behind the whites of my eyes, and no matter how hard i rub, it won't go away. no matter how hard i try...i can't remember.day two.twenty-one. &
The Days of Your LiesToday was the first day of your lies.The day you first said that you loved me.You started as you meant to go on,Deliberately stringing me along.I was as blind as you hoped that I would be.Today was the worst day of your lies.The day you said you'd always love me.But all that I really was to you,Was a plaything - and I had no clue.You showed me what I wanted to see.Today was the best day of your lies.The day you said there was no-one else.The way your smile faltered that day,Was the one thing that gave you away.Then I saw you for your true self.Today was the last day of your lies.The day I told you we were through.And even though all your sweet lies,Painted an illusive paradise,I know that I will never miss you.