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RelapseIt’s like counting
Saturn’s rings,
hash marks
along your limbs -
remembering a time
when

‘just one more’

made you feel better.

- & you’re sitting there
wondering why
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s

falling.

Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.

FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.

It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.

I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?

What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –

Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)

UneditedWe cry.
We scream.
We fight for our dream.

We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.

The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.

The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.

So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?

Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?

Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.

Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"

WorthlessWorthless,
the name that cuts like a knife,
Me,
it's all that you see inside,
My heart,
is breaking with every breath I take
The lies,
the only thing I can't seem to face.

In The Daylight

In The Daylight

A false downfall
An unexpected revival

Sunset to moonset
Shining through darkness

Life...redefined
Death...redesigned

In the valley of promises- I will fear no end
On the brink of weakness- I will ascend
-
Roads of the toughest
Paths of the darkest

I conditioned my flawed limits
So fearful memories won't be paralytic

I had to raise my own spirit
Strength and endurance become so vivid

A chance for change / A moment of fate
A time to make peace / A brief feeling of creed
A sealing of my slate / A silencing of my mistakes
A secret ready to be freed / A chain soon-to-be incomplete

Pain and peace are infinite
Judge the wrat

Battle in my MindEat.
Don't eat.
Take it easy.
Work out until you pass out.
Get help.Tell someone.
Keep it a secret. It's only for you and me.
You're perfect.
You're worthless.
You're beautiful.
You're disgusting.
Why won't you listen?
They don't understand.
Let me help you.
You don't understand.
Show me.
No!
I love you..

wallflower clippingsthere's scar tissue in her throat,
swollen around the words she never said;
dark rings around her eyes
like planets unremembered, and
a staleness to her touch,
the crystalline Dead Sea.

she's living like a story
that's already been told
"if no one loved you
would you mean anything at all?"

in that moment,
we forget to exist.

Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.

We are the King and Queen of Broken DreamsStanding still in a mine field, staring at all we have left.
We were so young, we didn’t stop to think.
Now we’re in a car crash, teetering on the brink.
If you were to leave me now, I don’t know what I’d do.

It was a whirl wind romance,
A light when all was black, a spark of something when all was bleak.
You swept me off my feet and made me feel brand new.
I thought we could live forever and I’m certain you did to.

We built a house without foundations
And now we’re falling down,
Everything’s crumbling around us, time slipping through out fingertips.
People used to walk past us but they were to drunk to see,
That our lives are coming apart around us, there is no light as far as we can see.

There was no fire to start with,
Just two broken things, the world had left behind.
The casualties of other people’s dreams of power, money and control,
Spat out onto the curb to rot away and die.
We never stood a chance or so

Falling off the EdgeDo you know what it feels like?
To nearly fall off the edge,
but not quite...
just so that you're dangling;
clinging for your worthless life
lest it fall into the sea of loneliness.
Your callused, pink fingers turning
to a shade of purplish-red of pain
as it does it best to hold on.

Splash.

In the sea of loneliness,
everything is crisp, translucent.
There is nothing around you,
you are alone...
unlike other people,
you have no one
clamouring to save you;
you have no one
diving in to get you out.

There is no point
screaming for help,
you will only waste
the little time and air you have left.
You only have the darkness
of the sea envelop

Honesty Written

from the

heart.

No eraser.

Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.

But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.

That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.

But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.

No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.

So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.

PerfectEver had the feeling where you can't stop looking at a picture?
Your gorgeous face makes me smile
Go weak at the knees
Makes me giggle like a little girl

Those morning texts
All day conversations
Random silly things like that
Make me smile

I see the led light flash the colours I've set for when I get a message from you
My heart flutters
My cheeks flush
I go deaf to the world when I'm reading a message from you

If your down
I'm always there for you
I know you don't want to worry me
I know you want me to smile
But I'm always here for you
No matter how you feel
I'd prefer to help
Than for you to be down

Your gorgeous eyes
Are mesmerising
You

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Warm Summer NightsDuring the warm summer nights
I lay awake
Early in the morning
To just think.

I drift off in my own world just to think
Thinking about you
And my own life

My flaws
My imperfections

I think them everyday.
I look forward to the nights now
For that's the only time I can get away into my own world.

But do you know what I think about every single night?
You.

I think about the good times we had
The laughter
The smiling

I think about the bad times
The tears
The cutting
The depression...

I think about all those things until I drift off
Off into the warm summer night air

And fall asleep.

Trust...I can't stand it anymore
The laughing
The pointing

Why me?
What have I done to you?
I want someone to look at me

And actually ask if I'm okay.
I can't stand the way people look over me

Just because I say,
"I'm just tired"

I am tired.
Tired of everything that's been thrown my way.

Can't there be someone out there who understands?

I hate the fact that I'm just a friend for benefit.
Whenever I try to tell you something serious
You just laugh at me.

You just laugh at me.
Laugh.

I can't stand it.
Is there really no one out there to trust anymore...?

UsedWhat am I to you?
A friend?
An acquaintance?
A best friend?
A third wheel?
A friend for benefits?

I feel like I'm just there to be used.
Used by you, and thrown away.
Just a friend for benefits...
You use me
And then leave me

Leave me for somebody better

I hate the way you try to act like a 'best friend' right after they left.
When we're alone.

You try to talk to me.
I ignore you.
You want to know why?

Maybe because you use me.

Maybe because you use me for advice, and then bounce off, talking to someone else like we don't know each other.

I'm just a third wheel.
There just to be used...
By you.

My 'best friend'.

Well I

ScarsThe glint,
The shine of the metal
As it reaches
The delicate skin.

The metal shines as it aproaches the skin
Opening their jaws like a tiger
Slowly,
The metal digs in
Taking a bite in the skin.

The metal pierces
Happily drinking
Blood.
Pure blood.
Bright red

The metal drives on
Going farther and farther across
The delicate skin
The flesh rips open
As easily as ripping wet paper

The metal drives deeper in
Growling and biting at the flesh
The blood slowly
Overflows
And then falls to the ground.

Drip
Drop

The blood slowly pools on the floor
At her feet.

She cries alone
As she is always
Alone.

Her tears fall
Onto h

WordsThose words...
You think are a joke.

Maybe it hurts on the inside.
Maybe I actually hurt from those words that are said
That are thrown against me.

My walls are slowly breaking...
Because of the words you hurl at them
Even though they might seem harmless

They hurt.

They hurt more than you imagine.
Someday I'll get blown away.
Blown away from the words.

And into the night sky
Where no one will ever see me again...

Then you'll actually think of what you did.
Maybe then...

AbyssThe whooshing sound
As it fell from my chest.
And down into the abyss.

My heart...
It couldn't deal with it anymore.

Broken
Shattered
Burned
Stepped on

And now it fell.
Fell into the deep dark abyss.

Maybe it's just you
It's you that I've been around too much

Me that's been trying to love you.
But it looks like it wasn't the same for you

Do you hate me?
Do you love me?

Do you know that I love you?
Love.
Not loved.

I still love you after all this time.

But you never returned that love.

I know I need to move on.
But is it possible now...?

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by ~EmptyHeartt, Aug 5, 2012, 4:40:43 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

_{Smile
Frown
Smile
Frown

Which one?
I choose my emotions now.

But which one?
Should I express what's inside?

Or should I fake it?

If I express it,
Then people will ask what's wrong
Or I might bring down their feelings for the day
Wallowing in my depression

If I fake it
People won't ask me what's wrong
They'll think I'm carefree and happy
I might make their day
With a smile
Showing them someone cares

The answer is simple, really

The more I fake it
The more I'll get used to it

But the pain will be locked up forever in my chest.
How will I express it?

You see, I won't express it.
I'll hold it in.
And one day

One day...
I swear to you
I'll let go of those emotions.

I'll end up hacking my wrist
Crying in a corner
Ripping out my hair
Throwing up all that I ate

But then again...
No one will see past my fake smile.
There's one place that isn't fake...

My eyes.
If you see
Deep in my eyes

You'll see all the pain that I held
Every single word that torn me on the inside
Every single scar I made

But then again...
No one will see through my mask.
My fake smile.
Since that's all that everyone looks at, now a days...

A person's smile.}

Maskby ~EmptyHeartt

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

_{Frown
Frown
Frown
Frown...}

~killuaxme Aug 6, 2012

this is so sad but still so true. i think most people do hide their true feelings through a emotion mask. i like this a lot

~EmptyHeartt Aug 6, 2012

_{Yeah and sometimes people just don't notice them. ;; But thanks c:}

~killuaxme Aug 6, 2012

np. that is true

~EmoHoodieDude Aug 5, 2012 Professional Traditional Artist

you just read my heart...thanks dude

~EmptyHeartt Aug 5, 2012

_{Mhm. c:}

*kuroheartedtenshi Aug 5, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

i understand why your write this these peoms

*kuroheartedtenshi Aug 5, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

mine did

*kuroheartedtenshi Aug 5, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

i am one of the few who see thru the masks and its cuz i worn all the masks
like you but one day that mask will fade

~EmptyHeartt Aug 5, 2012

_{I guess xD
Depends who's going to see through the mask to make the mask dissapear}

*kuroheartedtenshi Aug 5, 2012 Hobbyist Artist

it will one day ull see btw i never asked your real name what is it were aare you from

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