Janine: Favorites

Dec 2014 Janine

Meghan Makenzie

I want to write a poem
About my teeth hurting
And my fingers burning

Of my heart braking
From loneliness, to cause
In which is my differentness

To pen in script
What it would be like
To lie in a crypt

I need to brake the oppression
Of my life and escape the depression
Holding me tight.

Dec 2014 Janine

On Leaving

Dec 2014 Janine

Meghan Makenzie

On Leaving

Let's
Pick up
Where we left
Off: bonds
Like friendship
And meaning
Started to unravel
Beneath the weighted imitation
Of life. Can we go
Back
To the beginning?
When we were younger
And in some ways wiser
Our hearts invincible
Able to feel
Despite knowing
One day
We will
Forget to say
Goodbye

-Billimarie

Dec 2014 Janine

Ana

Dec 2014 Janine

Fish The Pig

Ana

I asked Ana to help me,
be my best friend,
she said it would be hard
and once I start
there's no going back,
sometimes,
some people,
take it too far,
and can't stop.
She said there's no telling the outcome.
She's wrong in that sense,
I know the outcome,
the outcome is beautiful.
It doesn't matter if I'm a corpse,
I swear if this kills me
I'm going to be the skinniest corpse
you ever did see.

purge purge purge purge

Dec 2014 Janine

Game Over: Death by Depression

Dec 2014 Janine

Dr Strange

Game Over: Death by Depression

Depression ain't no joke ya know
one minute you're fine, the next you're six feet underground
Bet you didn't see that coming
Depression ain't no joke ya know

Then it only gets worse when someone who doesn't even know your pain has the audacity to say,"Get over it"
"Get over it," only if it was the simple
Do you think I enjoy always being sad and confused
Looking at the grounds as if it was the skies above

DEPRESSION AIN'T NO JOKE YA KNOW
Then society never lets you grow from it
No, it must continuously pound you through the ground until your force to submit
Depression ain't no joke ya know

Now you're an angel hanging from a ceiling fan
Only instead of glowing with a smile upon your face and wings on you're back,
You have a look of despair, and tears dripping down your face
Depression ain't no joke ya know

Then you realize it was only dream and you're still alive
Causing you to cry yourself back to sleep
Only to be woken up once more by another bad dream
Depression ain't no joke ya know

No one seems to understand you
Then you become the weird quiet kid in the back of the classroom
One who envy the smiles upon everyone's face
So you put up a fake one just for precautions

Just to seem like you're not the sourpuss in the room
You know the one killing everyone's vibe
Then you try and mingle a little to back it up
But that's always where you go wrong

You just began to stare off into space
By space I mean the worms in the ground
Then you close yours eyes attempting to hide the crimson tears
Your goodbyes have been said mentally

You are now dead but alive
Hoping to be one day resurrected from your own ashes
The game is finally over
And the cause is death by depression

Dec 2014 Janine

Dreams of Dreams

Dec 2014 Janine

Dr Strange

Dreams of Dreams

When I was a kid,
And I mean when I was a kid
I had a dream
It was a very profound dream,
You'd never think a mere kid could even have these thoughts

Over the years this dream just dissipated into dust
After a while there wasn't even dust
It had become a forgotten memory
Force subdue harsh punishment for existing
Until even the forgotten forgot it

Before long it had began to crumble
As it finally understood that it would never see the light of day again
That it would forever soak in the pitts of hell
Falling apart then burning to ashes
So in a dark corner it sat

Not that there was a light to began with
It cried in sorrow hoping that it would get lucky and be saved
That even possibly the forgotten remembered it
Days, months, then years past
And still it sat in a dark corner burned to a crisp

It comes to prove that even dreams have dreams
A desire to be simply fulfilled
Is that too much to ask
To be complete
And die only to be reborn in another kid

Dec 2014 Janine

Faceless Rage

Dec 2014 Janine

Dr Strange

Faceless Rage

I feel like a loser stuck on the same level of life
Dying on the same exact part time after time again
Retry retry retry
I remember retry more fluently than my own name
Just wanted to be someone
Mean "special" in another's heart
Instead I received a dagger in my own
As the blood spills in circle around me
Forming a barrier I cannot cross
I stand, because I don't believe I deserve to sit
Absorbing the hatred towards myself
For becoming this being that I am not
What was I thinking when I decided to follow through with this plan
I realized it was wrong so long ago but it was a simpler time
Back than I was ignorant to the fact on what life really was
That it wasn't about being liked
It wasn't about being everyone's favorite
Now that I know the truth nothing is the same
I look upon my hands screaming fake at the top my lungs
I am fake, this is not who I am
It's too late for me though
Cause though I realize that this not who I am it is too late turn back
Not that there is a back to turn to
All I see is a trail of ashes because I burnt the real me out of existence
I don't even remember what I look like behind the mask
How could of been so blind
Now I cry in my sleep as attempt to remove the mask
Knowing that it is permanently glued to my face
For it is now my face
Because my true face has dissolved to waste

Thank you quin and all who have gave suggestions

Dec 2014 Janine

Poseidon and Zeus.

Dec 2014 Janine

Andrew Quilles

Poseidon and Zeus.

Poseidon and Zeus have teamed up on this horrid night.
Thunder and lightning to show off their might.
It calms me down as the thunder roars.
It gives me strength to walk upon the shores.
Poseidon and Zeus have a plan made just for you.
Heaven has made a spot for your rest too.

Dec 2014 Janine

Lets Be Awkward Together (Collaboration with WickedHope)

Dec 2014 Janine

Andrew Quilles

Lets Be Awkward Together (Collaboration with WickedHope)

Out of place and rather uncertain
Lacking instructions, suggestions and a warning
Bouncing about like a toy ball
Uncomfortable with all my tics
I've always felt so quirkily and small

Lacking order and any sense of being,
Feeling out of place, unloved no ones ever hearing,
Broken and bruised from head to toe,
My scars shining bright against the pale white snow,
Just because I couldn't learn to walk straight,

Crooked toothed but grinning
I always feel like I'm sinning
Every time I'm early I feel late
Burnt to a crisp is the price of the flame
I'm just a solo player stuck in this game*

Maybe I'm the sinner and you're the saint,
Your halo is burning, getting lost in the flames,
Take my hand and join with me,
For we can end the heartache that seems to be,
Lets be awkward together,
There's no one better

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