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 Mar 2013 pixels
Mariana Nolasco
I think that the most common problem in society is getting confused between
"she looks happy" and "she is happy"
 Mar 2013 pixels
Alex Bautista
Darkness everywhere I see
I thought this day would never come
But sadly this is how it would be
And I wouldn't know where it came from

The mist will rise from the ground
With this cold feeling
Everywhere you go it will be around
Probably this thing might be breathing
 Feb 2013 pixels
London Poet
Life is pain, twisting and turning, forever forcing that consistent yearning,
yearning for peace, or that word called love.

Maybe love is pain with regret and solace
a golden cup or should I say chalice.
to drink from this poisoned false promise, will surely cause fear and flight of fancy.
journey to a place, unexpected and dark
black as my moods from false promises and lies
for the heart has cut those inseparable ties.

life is pain, make no mistake, for living is that fatal mistake.
 Feb 2013 pixels
Molly Coates
What is courage?

Is it a sharp breath before jumping off the edge?
Is it the tightness in your chest
That pulls you up when everyone else is sitting down?
Is it the burning heat in your eyes
That smolders and boils
As you gaze upon those who oppose you?
Is that courage?
Or is courage the defiant silence –
The silence that watches your nose bleed
In the foggy cracked mirror?
Is it the child who says, “I love you”
Between the sniffling and trembling?
Is courage allowing the tears to come
When there are people around to witness your suffering?
Is courage looking up?
Is courage focusing on the next step forward
Rather than the hundreds already taken?
Is courage doing what you believe is right
No matter how much your palms sweat
Or how much your knees shake
Or how much your stomach twists
Or how much your lips tremble
Or how much doubt you feel
That anything you do will change anything?
Is courage a lie?
Does Courage exist?
A dictionary says Courage is
“The quality of mind or spirit that enables a person to face difficulty, danger, pain, etc. without fear”
If that is truly what courage means,
Then there is no such thing.
Fear is not something that you can decide not to have.
Fear is deep.
Fear is psycological.
Fear is biological.
Fear is natural.
Fear is not a pebble in one’s brain that can be removed on a whim.
Fear can, however, be ignored.
Fear can be climbed over.
Fear can be conquered.
Facing a difficulty fully aware of the fear
Is what makes an action courageous.
Courage is speaking up
Acting out
Crying
Smiling
Holding back
Being silent
Knowing the punch is going to come
Knowing the insult is going to come
Knowing the tears are going to come
And the conflict
And the questions
And the darkness
And the thunder
And the criticism
And the judgement
And the violence
And the doubt,
Disbelief, and denial
And knowing that 3:30 AM comes around every single night
Regardless of whether or not you can sleep.
Courage is opening your eyes
Even when you don’t like what you see
Because you have to.
And you don’t have to just because somebody told you to
Or because you read it somewhere
Or heard it somewhere
Or saw it somewhere.
You have to because there’s substance in you.
There’s a third dimension to you.
You have to because that tightness in your chest
Isn’t something you control.
There is no Courage Switch.
You can’t cultivate courage.
Everyone has it but not everyone has seen it.
Not everyone has used it
But everyone can.
Broken
Is not being shattered
Into a million pieces
Broken
Is not being suicidal
Though that certainly is a part
Broken
Isn't when the pieces don't fit
Or you keep trying
But it keeps falling apart
Broken
Means not knowing what to do
With those pieces
Broken
Is being unable to meet people's eyes
Because you don't know what the hell
You're doing there either

Broken
Is 3:40 AM
Looking into the eyes
In the mirror
What do you see?
 Feb 2013 pixels
Morgan
Fading pigment in my skin &
dark shadows under my eyes.
We still sleep with our legs in.ter.twine.d
Do you know where he's been?
Can you see through his lies?
 Feb 2013 pixels
Morgan
And I know
 Feb 2013 pixels
Morgan
They say love is light...
Well, I know it was harder
than anticipated when we fell
And I know I scared you when I said
I wanted to die that night in the stairwell
And I know we put each other
through some of the same Hell
And I know we wouldn't speak
as much as we'd yell
But I still spend sleepless nights
just wishing you well
I still wish you well
 Feb 2013 pixels
Morgan
Lost in decorated journals
resting on my night stand
Strategically spaced all around
last years Civics notes
Wedged between Great Expectations
& a dictionary on a book shelf in my bedroom
Cycling through the washing machine
tucked inside the back pocket of my jeans
Crushed under the weight of my dresser
Hidden under a pile
of paperwork in my car 
Words drenched in so much
unadulterated pain
Years of twisted agony,
aching to be forgotten
 Feb 2013 pixels
Morgan
I left my seat belt beside me,
because I wanted to die

I left my windows wide open,
just to feel *alive
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