The Written Word.

"The written word, that which we read, is very, very vague, indeed.

[shessomeonesomewhere]

Here's To Forgetting

Hazy is the mind that once was

Crazy. I could lie and claim just

Pause. Take a breath. Find your voice

Continue on, was your choice.

Aching never seemed so sentient

A night so unknown, so innocent.

Two years, and it is just out of reach

The waves crashing further away.

Soon the calm will come someday

And all of this will fade away.

And I can rest and sleep and say

Oh look, its just another day

And then my heart can walk away

The scarring heals. A brand new day.

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I feel like I'm falling.

All time is happening at once.

I imagine my future.

My heart breaks with the past.

I tried.

At least I think I tried.

Tried in my eyes

Is what in yours?

I couldn't hope for an answer

For you took away speech.

Or so it is in my Eyes.

Why does my heart break?

Why does my heart hurt?

Why does my heart swell just to fall...

When I look to my left

I cannot tell if you are there any longer.

My eyes cannot see

Should I keep searching?

Am I worth fighting for anymore?

What do your eyes see?

Answer me.

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What's the point anymore,

When you won't even talk to me?

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Abstract

Strange is the season of happiness.

It comes as you do.

A song, a laugh, a picture

All remind me of you.

"Beautiful" you say.

Your hand glides across my cheek.

I am no longer scared.

I am warm.

Effervescent admiring.

"Beautiful, is what you are."

But beautiful is not perfect.

Beautiful is crooked in just the right way.

Beautiful is just a slight leaning to one side

Beautiful is the sadness behind the strength.

Beautiful is tripping.

Beautiful is babbling

Beautiful is comfort.

Beautiful is abstract.

Beautiful is trying.

Beautiful is falling.

Here's to Falling.

[shessomeonesomewhere]

A Concept.

I thought about it today.

Not as a direct decision but like

Walking in a museum to find a certain painting you are suddenly taken with.

You study every detail you can,

finding more and more to love about the painting the longer you focus.

You ultimately move on to the next, for the cost of this painting would be too great and you are in too much debt already.

But you always recollect.

You remember how the brushstrokes seemed to mimic the patterns on your skin,

Weathered and worn for It is,

and You are,

A concept many years in the making.

The colors scream out what you wish you could.

And yet It is,

and You are,

Silent.

But the Exhibit remains.

It is saved in the basement,

Awaiting to resurface for the next season,

For a new audience.

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...

I've done all I can. No more can I do. Now, so it seems, Is left up to you.

[shessomeonesomewhere]

The Walls Seep With Memories

My future. My past. Are written on my body. The Scars on my legs, The Hope in my eyes. I am choosing Myself. Finally.

It is a Choice. It is a Dare. It is what I decide with my heart. What others do with that choice is Not within my reach. I am not pushing Away. You are.

The walls Seep with Memories. I have put them there. “Surround yourself with happiness. ” It is what I have done. It is what I am doing.

I didn’t give up. I tried. All I ever do is try. All I ever want is happiness. Compassion. To give one strength. I want you to be strong.

Love. All I ever do is Love. All I ever will, is Love. It is the carbon in my bones. It is the script my soul consumes. I don’t want to lose her But my reach cannot reach further.

Time. My oldest friend. Go find the timeless and mend. Wait. How long for Me? Till Away and Love can no longer see.

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Are you able to even utter your flaws? Can you stomach what you truly are? If you don't say it, it can't hurt you, right? That's right. Stay in your pathetic silence Secretly damning those that have already figured you out.

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"No one will ever want you like they want Her."

The Cycle continues as your sinews disintegrate at the rate of your confidence dropping while you're mopping the floor with your heart and your horrible heartbreaking cries and sighs of redundancy. A day, a week, they seek your company. A day, a week later, they're gone. Along, you find you were nothing Along, you find you were wrong. No one will ever want you. No one has. No one looks at you with longing, Only looking at you as A temp, managing the tide to tide them over. You are anything but a lover.

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ONE DAY.

One day I’ll be chosen, Just for the beauty that is Me. One day I’ll be the first thought in your head Without me prompting. One day I will feel happiness knowing someone out there Loves and is in Love with me. One day, I will feel the same And moreso. One day the smile on my face will shine brighter Because of you. One day my warmth will keep you safe during the cold. And yours, me. One day, I wont be someone’s One Night Fix. But someone’s One Lifetime. One day light will radiate from your heart to mine And back again. One day Love will find me. And I will drown in it.

And One day the Sun will set in the East, And rise in the West.

[shessomeonesomewhere]

Winter is Coming

Just as flakes become an avalanche; In the smallest of ways, you are becoming cold. And all my gloves are worn.

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Shadow's Song.

I feel a shift among the winds, An eerie howling from the dark. I feel the bumps across my skin. Soley sings the Meadowlark: Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum. Time to tell has almost come. Now spawns two, no longer one. Silently, One's Love, undone. I feel my bones begin to creak, Heartbeat slows within my wake. Breath is fleeting, Presence weak, This journey be the last I'll take. And still i hear the a small voice speak: Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum. Last Goodbyes are soon to come. Will you speak the Undead's tongue, Hope's dismay, and Sorrow's fun? The days have become empty here. The nights are of the darkest black. The Fate of Shadow drawing near, "The song!" You scream, "please take it back!" Barum, Barum, Barum, Barum. Youre time is now. Come with me, come. Shadow's spread, and Shadow's won. Now sing with me, Barum, Barum.

[shessomeonesomewhere]

Is this the End ? my Friend? Is this the End

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Forever

I have so much love to give And no one’s ever seen it. I have so much love to give And no one knows its true weight. I have so much love to give To one that I must see fit Of the so much love to give In secret, I have stored it. Again I sit in Oneness, Again I am alone. Again my skin, it’s screaming For the one to call my own. Though madly it consumes me, Though Madly, ive become. And time and time again I fear, My chances are all gone. My Love, my love is aching To be released and shown. My Love, my love is breaking Apart the heart I own. My Love, my love is taking My mind, as for its toll. My Love, my love forsaking, In pieces, I am torn. No longer can I face it. No longer shall I rise. No longer can my wilting faith Maintain itself alive. Though daring, I have lasted, Though daring, I’m surprised That daringly I still can’t see My Lovers one true guise. And matters as they be, Through circumstance, arise What matters is the bounty One of which I cannot size. That of the tride and true, That of the long and blissed, That of the effervescent and the Radiantly kissed. So softly that I chant for you, So softly I cry out. So softly you must answer me, My love, why won’t you shout? For then I can regale to you, For then I can enchant And sing to you the stories That for you, I am penchant. Come swiftly then my love, I plead, Come loudly, come anon. Embracing Home, you soon shall call The prophecies I live on. Make haste, mon Ange. Tout suite, allez! For without, I breathe duress. So much, the love I hold for you Subdue me from this mess. I cannot face this plague much longer. I cannot, I refuse. Its up to me and this I see My Heart is what I choose. So say with me, sweet Antony, If Love is what you breathe, You will not stop till you find me And Forever will we reap.

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My heart is broken And so is your patience with sadness, Unfortunately... it wasnt yours this time.

[shessomeonesomewhere]

My fingertips are holding onto The Cracks in our foundations, And I know that I should let go

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In the Balance.

My mind aches. My heart breaks My smile cracks I’m falling into ruin.

I’m a shamble of what I was. My eyes swell With promise, not. I want to die I want to rot.

You say “you’re not” But are you just afraid, Admitting not That I may be right?

I say what my skin screams. You say what you hope. But in the end which is more honest? You, My skin, or my rope?

I’m hanging.

In the balance.

I’m gasping.

For what i was.

- I was turned into this.

- I was conditioned.

- I was consumed.

Into darkness

I take my residence.