Day Dreamer

[princessjoesph-dun]

The family is being particularly detestable today.

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Her Story

scratch. 

scratch.

scratch.

she’s at it again.

the pen stays calling her name

hours lost in her book

the only place where she is safe

day in and out 

she writes her life down

the pen never catches a break

one page turns into twenty 

one journal to ten

now its been five days 

since she’s used her pen

waiting and waiting

her pen collects dust

surely she’ll be back

her book is a must!

a new hand comes!

it’s that of her mother

then to her father, 

now to her brother!

as the pen scrawls

it’s horrified to find

the pen writes a eulogy 

of the girl life left behind

the ink bleeds harder 

he begs “put me down”

for the girl quit her story

just before the turn around.

                              -Skylar

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The Lowly Lonely Lady

A furiously flushed face

fades into view,

staring at the tear-stained

starlit gaze sitting upon the

woefully wretched woman’s face

The man’s masculine, monstrous

hands wrap ‘round writhing wispy wrists. 

Grasping the gaping gasping girl

in a death hold’s love embrace.

She solemnly sighs a silent prayer 

aimed at a gentle God above . 

Thus falls the flimsy facade 

the female tried to feign, her 

fright fades faithfully into the

angelic open-arms of her

never failing-aid.

-Skylar

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Stuck Inside

A taste. A gulp. A bottle. 

give me one, maybe all..

drown everything. drown away

bring that Rush to Rid

Rid me of this Rile!

i wish to wash it Away

whatever it takes!

i wish to watch it drown;

swirling down that somber drain…

Please drag this heart with it!

this adulation of hearts

which is then of dark hearts

rots inside this chest

bringing forth daily sorrow

Why won’t it go Away?!

I’ll take anything at all 

if only to end this reign…

Rule of loss, love and fear…

of hate pain and tears…

Dear God stop this rain!

forget… forgive… Nay!

forlorn… forsaken…

forgotten to this world!

Leave me alone to waste…

One bottle. One gulp. One last taste…

-Skylar

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A drip. A drop.

drip, drip, drop, drown…

again! again! it flows

just as all the days before

repeating one somber beat…

Slithering down my drain

thick with hate and anguish…

A drip… A drop….

Drowning out the agony..

the deafening boom of the silence;

no match for the beat

covering all hope…

extinguishing everything

Drip then drop, drop now drip!

in it’s never-ending rhyme

anger, and fear play the tune

but sorrow soon joins in…

this melody of madness

mutilates the mind….

-Skylar

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A New Kind of Hell

Rigid dilapidated tunnels; a world to far to see…

And Yet! so very near It has always been!

Shutting out this cold vile realm 

only to pull from the ashes another; built upon secret and sin

Ominous and foreboding; the solemn city stands

at the might of a monstrous mountain 

relinquish yourself to the dim, deary haze

formed from forgotten tears.

thrown into this twisted torrent 

aimless, wandering, blinded by ignorance 

shoved deep into the depths of 

a new… different… dark dimension…

-No escape lest that one eternal sin

 ridden of one hell only to be tossed back again

Skylar

[princessjoesph-dun]

I could pull the steering wheel…

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[princessjoesph-dun]

You say that I’m kinda difficult But it’s always someone else’s fault Got you wrapped around my finger, babe You can count on me to misbehave

[princessjoesph-dun]

You say that I’m kinda difficult But it’s always someone else’s fault Got you wrapped around my finger, babe You can count on me to misbehave

[princessjoesph-dun]

Blurryface pastel aesthetic

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There’s nothing I can do A total eclipse of the heart…

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[princessjoesph-dun]

Yo, this song will never be on the radio Even if my clique were to pick and the people were to vote It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional Yo, you, bulletproof in black like a funeral The world around us is burning but we’re so cold It’s the few, the proud, and the emotional

[princessjoesph-dun]

Cause there’s faith and there’s sleep// And we need to pick one/ please// Because faith is to be awake// and to be awake/ Is for us to think// and for us to think is be alive/ And I will try with every rhyme// to let you know you need to try|to/think

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