Sometimes the word 'peace' goes
And you are not its home
But one day it will get weary from being on the road
And it will return to you

When your heart is beating
Your brain is retreating
for when you are in love
There is no sense above

For the first time in my life,I've decided to see.
Not see with just my eyes,I mean look beyond with my ears and my heart.
I'll listen in the morning when I wake up,I'll drown out the sound of my alarm clock.
I'll listen when I'm having a shower,carefully hearing the sound of the water drop.
I'll listen as I fry some eggs and toast some bread.
I'll listen for things that lay beyond the surface.
And when I get outside for the fresh morning air.I'll listen too the wind,the birds,the dogs,I'll listen to life.

I want to ride the sky like it's going to die
And hold the clouds
Like love cannot deny

You were the death of the old me and the beginning of who I now am

I never meant to fall in love with you
But I did
I let the music of your soul lure me into sleep
And the slumber is good
But I also never meant for you to be so weak
For me to lay awake in bed and dream off days when your feet can touch the ground and you won't stumble
For when you are free

I never even meant to meet you,it just happened on a day my tears were not lucid enough
When my ribs hurt from the constant pain of my agonies
And there you were, but who were you?I did not know but I am glad I wanted to know
so please don't leave me..I  still need the stable grip of your hands and the warm kiss of your lips
Please,because losing you would unravel who I have become

Trace the line of your body with mine
Hold me close and let our fingers intwine
Burn the sun for me
let's see who we'll be
Block out the smoke from my mind

Trace the line of your body mine
Make me forgot but want to rewind
Give me wings
To fly in rings
Block out the smoke from my mind

Trace the line of your body with mine
Give me nations in palm of your hands
let me see bright new lands
In your eyes
Watch me slowly falling
But you get me to be walking
Block out the smoke from my mind

So trace the line if your body with mine
I'll lose my bruises
We'll be the muses
To Block out the smoke from our minds

I'm like a coloured bottle
You shake it and hear there's something there,so you decide to have a taste
But when u like the flavour and want another taste,you discover Its empty

Underneath the stars

A million miles from mars

The sky cracked

But with no scars

Blinded by the beauty and the twinkle

The stars in my dreams.

I wake to reality

Into the void skies

I clutch my heart

As it quickly dies

No twinkle

No little

No star

All alone

To wonder who we are

The dark sky

the lonley moon

It will come crashing down all too soon.

You were the blade and of course I was the skin too weak to defend itself

I was meant to be your crutch because you bruised your legs..
Yet I walked away just as you were about to put your hand on my shoulder
The voices steered me away and even though my heart relentlessly told me to go back and pick you up, the voices muffled it's sound
Even as my soul also told me you were on the floor..unsupported.my head was fixed to the front
You always thought I was the strongest fighter ever to be born to this earth
But I wasn't.. I failed
I let some whispers that were all in my head dictate how I cared for you and that is not right.
Poetry may not solve this...maybe nothing will but maybe one day you will let me dust off the dirt that gathered when you fell

I want to make music

I'm broken and you did this

Well let's hope I can fix myself again because this time I really had hope

I have made a home in your home
But only because you took me away from mine

My darling,
I am here to tell you not to waste your time
searching for the woman you want to be in the wrong men
Because you'll lose every bit of the woman you are
every time you climb their beds
and give them the loving they never intend on returning

And it seems like at two a.m
Heartbreaks are the loudest
Because the humming of people has died down
The city is asleep and you're finally alone

But beyond this shattering that you hear
There is a silence in between where threads find your cracks and pull gently to begin Stiching
But you know darling handmade takes the lonegst

Myself and I made a pact last night

We promised to be each others bridge to sanity

We promised to be each others comfort and mistakes

We promised to accept each other forever

And we promised to lock our hearts tight,away from outsiders and the world.

I used to love art
That was until my muse feel from a cliff

You linger in my nose and make my nostrils burn.
My eyes begin to blur and my tongue begins to hurt.
But as I keep forcing myself to stare at the night sky with that jar in my hand.Its like I can.almost forget.

Never befriend a snake
yet I befriended you

Sofia found magic so pure
She would open her palms and out it would pour

She would wiggle her little fingers up and down
And in an instant create a golden crown!

Sofia found magic so pure
And she knew it came from her for sure!

I rather bleed on to paper
And have people know I was here
Than bleed onto cold pavements
And have it washed by the rain

I cut
I slice
I tear
I open
I split
I divide
I crack
I break
I destroy every part of me eachday for you

I smile
I lie
I laugh
I giggle with every part of me eachday for you

I like following trends I do
Because being with you was like being on the what's hot list.
But when I had lost my luster...or when I was no longer a hot commodity
You crossed me off the list

I think I'll leave hellopoetry for a while,I don't know how long for..maybe I'll just stop posting poems but I'll still hover around,or I'll completely vanish.All I know is either way it doesn't matter,my poetry won't be missed and neither will my presence.There were good times here.

Love is but a nightmare,with struggling bones.
Ones that love and others with hearts of stones.
You think the reaper will come in his black hood.
But he may be the one that light es the.mood.
The one you watch with a sparkle in your eye.
The one you.never want to die.
But love is but a nightmare and you will be dragged in.
Pulled deep to the shin.
Before it is over it shall leave its mark.
Making you wonder where was the spark?.


But the spark.never existed.nor did the thumping of your heart.
Or the emotions that threatened to tear you apart.
You shall awake in cold sweat cluching your chest near.
For you had not realised,love was just a nightmare.

It is in your hands
Without shape
But full of many possibilities
Shape it
Live
This year is yours

He searches for sweetness
And yet there you are
Right in front of him
Honey
Flower
Sugar

If she carries the weight of her world and yours on her back
Do no stab her there too
Because not only will her world fall but yours will crash down all the same

Her ******* you say
Are only good for suckling
For your needs
For your mouth
So you tell your friends as your laughter vibrates and shakes the room
You fail to tell them that her ******* often cradle your head when you weep
That the only vibrations in those moments are you choking on tears

Her hips you say
Are only good for holding her in place
For making her stay
Because "she's yours"
You fail to tell your friends those hips are often the only thing that hold you up
When you are shaking
And the world is spinning
That they are the only thing that steady your feet

Her hands you say
Are only good for chopping, stirring, serving
For creating anything you desire
You fail to tell them that those hands are often your only saving grace
That those hands have pulled you up when you could not find the strength to

So you forget
All the things about her that keep you alive
Instead you tell the things you believe she is only alive for

He weaved me with delicate fingers
The fingers of an artist old yet new
He told me to give my heart freedom
And to never cage my emotions
He told me I was free
And that I was never a mistake
That I should just be
He caressed his way through my hair and past my ribs
Untangling my secrets and my shadowy fears
He kissed his way up the roses of my dreams
And yes he planted a garden in my chest
Tulips,Daisies,dafodiles and more
And he wrote me poetry.For every day I was sad
And felt I deserved more,
More than just the floor keeping my weak body up
He just was

His hands were to be strong enough to carry us both
But how bruised and battered were his hands
How broken were his fingers
And where were his nails?

But he was told he needed to be stronger,  
To carry me even when his hands were broken
But they forgot I could walk
And I could lift him with me

I may not be good
Not good at writing poetry about moonlit nights and cradled stars
I may not be good
Not good at painting scenes with words that seem from another realm
I may not be good
I may not be good at kissing your blood and bad memories away
But I still do try

You were wrapped in enticing packaging
Your name scripted in a luscious gold
Your picture proudly in front showing me what could be mine if I just opened the packet and took a bite
Yet I failed to read your ingredients
Of which hate and bitterness were the most previlent

I clutch my sheets around myself
Screaming into eternity as I blow my last breath
I cannot tell if you are watching me
Because my eyes have been scratched and my neck has been broken

I jolt like a twisted locomotive
Creaking the bed,slamming it against the wall
I lose myself in such a frenzy Of my own soul
I'm caging my senses
Caging everything as the beads of sweat grip my body as they find their new home.

I dance a new dance of fear
Of uncertainty and possibly insanity
This record has played for weeks, it'll keep going

Society tries to make you feel like plain white
Among rainbow bright

As the sun rises so do my fears
As I cower and tremble with tears
The glow of dawn has never been so polite
My need to run always hidden by the night.
But now the sun is rising its orange mask bringing the heat.
As I turn my head and rise to my feet.
I am ready to run
For my fears have come with the sun

******* is what you say to me
You're feeding me crap everyday single day
But yet, I still eat
With my eyes closed
No where to go.

******* is what you say to me
Your lies just roll of your tongue like a symphony

I have tasted wine before
I would be lying if I said none tasted as good as your lips
Alot tasted better
However you know I am but a cynical fool
One that sees the darkness long before it thinks to approach
And yet you still hold my hand, in the hopes I will declare to you something poetic, something none have declared to you before
But I fear I am too ***** for such a deed
The pure part of me that could produce such romanticism has long be poisoned
And has since died
So I would be selfish if I asksd you to wait
I will not
For even my evil only goes so far

I trust you

I trust you

But what good is that to me?

I watch you

I watch you

Trying my hardest not to breathe

In such a such time you mean so much

Now I've lost the way,what was it I wanted to say.

I make a cup of tea for myself
But your greedy hand sweep in and take it
You raise it to your evil lips,that could make the dark look like neon yellow
You scrunch your nose up,because there's too much sugar,not enough milk and it isn't the right temperature

Honey I am no ones cup of tea,
So next time make your own **** tea and leave me to drink mine

You write your pain upon your wirst
you make it look like you broke your fist
the world has changed and so have we
close your eyes and follow me

Dont let the darkness win
dont let yourself succumb to sin
dont be afraid dont you shout
I will be here to figure you out

I will draw a map from eyes to mine
I will drink you up like the blackest wine
I will make sure you're not dead
I will make sure you have your head

You will be mine to keep
If you promise not to lie in your sleep
do not think to betray me
do not think to throw it all into the sea

Some days all you want is for someone to say to you
"I am happy you are here"
To listen to them speak about how your touch, gaze and smell intoxicates and influences them
Those days will come my dear, do not fight it
But fight the worthlessness it ever threatens to bring

You know, I drank myself in for a while
All deceit and sorrow
Bitter taste it was
Or shall I say I was
Yet I smiled and glugged on
I licked my teeth, pretending to savour my juices
But I was dying inside

Like a knife to my ribs..
its tearing...its tearing fast
That's what knowing you could be hurt is doing

You were a soft breeze that caressed my fragile flame
But when you grew too wild
You blew me
**O U T

The truth is everyone is gonna hurt you,you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for

I wish someone could see beyond this fragile face

I wish someone could see I am more than a disgrace.

I wish I could talk and let how I feel show

I wish my heart was simple with a subtle glow.

But if I got all my wishes how would I learn?

No harsh people and no one so stern.

My memories would be a tape on constant  repeat

But still I wish someone would see

Who it is that is really me

It doesn't hurt any less

When you endeavour to grow
You'll need to learn how to garden
Because there will be some weeds
nestled in those "empty spaces"