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  May 2014 Lyasia Forsythe
Andrew Durst
Lets be kids again and fall in love with everything we find along our journeys in this world.
Lets recapitulate all the moments of innocence and happiness we once lived.

Walk with me;
tell me about your day as if you were planning for tomorrow.
Express every detail with passion and energy.
Describe to me exactly how you feel.

Ponder with me;
question everything like it's the only thing you've ever known.

            Mature with me;
understand life for what life is,
we cannot control it's terms;
      we cannot always be there.
Spend time with yourself instead of worrying about others for a change. Reevaluate yourself as honest as can be. Get to know who you really are.
Accept that person,
    cherish that person,
        never let them go.

Consider the times where you thought you'd never see tomorrow but still woke up the next morning and things got better as time killed everything with age.
Find comfort in the present, live for the moment, and don't be afraid to fall in love..

         It's what kids do.
I wrote this for the most beautiful girl.
  May 2014 Lyasia Forsythe
Maeve
Corrupt the innocence
Poison the sanitized
Intensify the danger
Dischevel the brain
Starve the greed
Feed the curiousity
**** the clock
Ignore the hours
Bury the body
Cover it with flowers
Forget never the philosophy
Of the need for power
I'm a broken soul,
(You've probably gathered that from my screen name.)
I'm not depressed,
I'm not something to be fixed or changed.
I'm just broken.
And I always will be.
It won't change anything;
I'll always be this way.
Broken.
And that's okay.
I'm confident enough in myself to know
that I will make it through.
But that doesn't change anything either.
There have been and will be moments and people that make me smile and feel like I may be whole again.
But I won't be.
I'll be broken.
I was thinking today about how a person can only take so much before they break. Depression, anger, self harm, betrayal, untrue promises, and loss... I am broken.
There is no need to be sorry anymore
No need to make me laugh
You were never there for me when I needed you but yet I have to take all the blame
When really I've done more for you there you can ever comprehend
And no matter how much I hate you, I'll still love you to the end
I can't stifle this any longer
And I need you to understand
That not every direction in life you will get a helping hand
You gotta use your little hands to rebuild what you have broken
And maybe then the dormant love you have for me can finally be awoken
See your broken "Apologies"
Mean nothing
And it shouldn't matter anymore
When you tell me to hold you up
But won't let me threw your door
Honestly could I not try to give you anymore?
You say that I'm too vauge
That I could never understand
But honestly I'm way too outmanned
Not like It's anything that you can withstand
Your confusing and your lost
You were never there for me
And all the fake smiles, and times I **** it up is all you'll ever see.
I have no pitty, like I have no pain
The scars I created still remain
On my wrist the stair through my eyes
Almost like they were related to the knife,
It made them, but I don't see,
While cutting my self
Fill the hatred inside me ,
It cause tears and so much pain
Fill the hated But in the end the scars remain, people ask people question among the scars but the answers are just filled with excuses
Almost like the come out of my mouth with no though add at the end
But the people look at and think why I would want somthing that caused so much attention to remain why I still do it I have no clue , but it fixes my heart almost like glue, yea the scars their vivid  to the eye but to me it was better than saying goodbye
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