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I killed the first demon
Hoping for the best
But I did not know
It stained my veins.

I killed the second demon
Couldn’t look him in the eyes
As I knew It was gonna come
And haunt me back.

I killed the third demon
Shoot him through the heart.
My head shook senseless,
Its madness made me insane.

I killed the fourth demon
He spit me in the face.
I could feel him
Tearing up my flesh.

I killed the last demon
And so I thought it was the end
But little did I know
His friends wanted revenge.
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
Jaya Gumatay
Stumbling and mumbling like a bumbling idiot
Feeling like a toddler who is barely learning how to speak
The first steps, tiny baby steps
Into this territory called "love"
"Kiddy crushing, puppy loving" --
That's what they all call it.
Tongue twisters, tying my tongue into tight knots.
These feelings puzzle my brain.
Questioning every movement, every moment
Waiting patiently for everything to click together
Two halves of a whole taken apart
By those who think they are better than us
Word goes around and around
But never seems to land on the truth
Avoiding all the right answers
Even if it was right in the center,
Bolded, capitalized letters, and highlighted
Just for you.
It will slap you in the face and tell you,
"Get your head out of the clouds!"
Because you need to realize that real life is not a fairy tale,
Not a story straight from the classics.
It is not told at night before your bedtime,
Before your parents tuck you in and kiss you goodnight.
It is something learned from experience,
Something that walks in at all the wrong times.
It'll walk in through the doors when you're crying
And it could walk in during breakfast while you're making your favorite morning coffee.
It even walks out, sometimes unannounced
Even during your happiest moments.
Because that's what love is:
Unpredictable
love
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
Emily Tyler
Is just what it sounds,
First you're up,
Then you're down

Can't decide
Of what to write
Of hearing? Of taste?
Of smelling? Of sight?

And you run in circles
But nowhere you get
Because writer's block
Has you in its net.

Cemented shoes
And silenced talk
It's even hard to describe
Writer's block
Stuck in a rut
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
Emily Tyler
SOLs
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
Emily Tyler
When we were little
They used to call them
Spotted
Orange
Lizards.

I think they were trying not to scare us with
The words
Standards
Of
Learning.

Standardized testing.

Those things that you need Number Two pencils for.

Those things that they prepare you for
Every year
For months.

Those things that if a cell phone goes off
The entire class comes back
During the summer
And retakes it.

Those things that they give you hours and hours
To take,
Out of our normal schedule,
Even though they only take
Forty-five minutes

Those things that don't even count
Towards our grades
Because
"They're really assessing the teachers--
But it's important to do your best."

SOLs.
Those things that people stress over.

Even though your answers
Are only
Tiny gray dots
On a
Scantron sheet.
It is poison
Flowing
Through my veins
My mind troubled
And waves of loss
Are all I gain
Perhaps
I am dependent
On the pain
Years of being
Borderline obsessed
Imprisoned in chains

I will  deny
Until
It is too late
I will pretend
Until
My body breaks
Ever Conflicted
Between
Worse and wrong
Also God
Knows
The fight was long



This is the last straw

I am going
To heal
From your claws
The spite
******* the
Life out of me
The darkness
Behind this smile
You will no longer see
I am getting you
Out of my system
Extracting you
From under my skin
Now let me live
With mistakes past
But my future
You will never
Ever again
Grasp.
Please,
Do not ask why (I) am sad for I do not know any better then you.
You'll only get annoyed for me not giving you a straight up answer,
You'll only think you (need)to work out a solution.
But please,
Don't tell me that (you) think I'm 'depressed' for I am not- I'm not upset all the time.
I can still smile once and a while,
I might even crack a giggle for a little.
A smile really does have a quiet rhythm to make people stop asking questions,
But at (t)w(o)AM at in the morning when everyone is asleep,
I am alone, -and oh my,
I feel so lonely.
I can't (help) but to get so down that I simply don't know what to do with myself,
I will do anything to avoid the feeling.
So please,
Don't leave (me) alone because ;
(I) (Need) (You) (To) (Help) (Me).
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
gm
music~
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
gm
I use my headphones
the way one in critical condition
may use an oxygen tube
it is the only way to survive these
     horrible conditions
     traumatic experiences
     tragic side effects
of life
and it is what keeps me going

**g.m.
@gmpoetry follow me on instagram! :)
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
brooke
Molten.
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
brooke
in the past
i've thought
I was doing
people favors.
as it turns out
I was giving
them open
access to
scald
me.
(c) Brooke Otto
 May 2013 Alyssa Yu
Lauren Pope
What we had didn't matter to me.
Didn't mean anything to me.
Without you I feel free.

Your touch of my skin didn't make me feel.
Because I knew it wasn't real.
You're nothing to me.

The words you said didn't captivate me.
Enamor me.
It was just an act,
I'm sure you'll agree.

You were just a game to play.
A heart to betray.
You're worthless to me.

You're a ghost to me.
At most you'd be,
nothing more than
a mind to ****.
A stupid schmuck.

Sorry.
Sorry.
I just needed to lie for a second.

Because my lies are your realties.
I'm done with the formalities.

It hurts. Because I cared and shared
all that was the mess of me with
somebody as unworthy as you
because I thought I knew
who you were and your intent with my heart.

I should've seen from the get that I was
just another
twit you could mold and fool.

I'm sorry.
I just need to lie again.
For a moment.

I'm fine now.
I'm strong now.
It doesn't hurt.
I'm moving on.
I'm better off.
I feel alive.
I'll be okay.

Sorry.
Sorry.
I just need to lie for a second.

I'm glad we had it.
I don't regret it.
I'm glad I opened up.
I'm glad I shared my trust.

Sorry.
Sorry.
Sorry for the lies.
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