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Valentine's Day? UGHA blood-colored box in the shape of a heart
What an ironic way to express a poisonous dart
Well perhaps that might be the best way
To also show how love doth decay
So here I stand with my little red box
Crimped firmly shut with bleeding locks
Digging a grave with a blackened spoon
I bury this trinket under the glow of the moon
No love for me, not for even one day
So to all I whisper: screw Valentine's Day.

CryDon’t cry anymore
For the fighting is over
Except within us

NaPoWriMo: Day 6It’s hard enough to love her skin on good days,
feeding encouragement to wide eyed strangers
as if to fill the emptiness in her own gut;
she lives on a diet of sad stories &
starving lips.

[Sometimes,
you must shed your own skin
to save it.]

I REALLY Hate Valentine's DayI really hate Valentine’s Day
I mean come on, wouldn’t you?
A day made just for lovers
Can leave us singletons sad and blue.

Red roses and plush hearts
Strewn throughout a store
Pulling my hood over my eyes
I don’t want to see anymore

It makes my heart ache
And sometimes my tears will fall.
Couples holding hands and kissing
I force up my mental wall.

I really hate Valentine’s Day
And the worst part of it is
How much I long to love it
And for him to make me his.

the long way hometoday i threw half my
fridge away
and waited for 25'000
to starve

people like you
jump off roofs and
stick their heads
in ovens

smile-face stickers
don't frown
(even when you put them
wrong-side-up)

life's already hard enough
without trying to
find
what all your curtains
mean

i am guilty
of forgetting about
my tea
the kettle boils
like my head on a pillow

you will never
see them again
or the fears that wonder
about you

Heart full of ScarsI don't want flowers, not even a rose
I don't want chocolates or fancy clothes

All I want is a hug at the end of a long day
A caring hand to wipe the tears away

I don't care where we go I don't care what we do
All that I want is to spend time with you

Its not about strength, its about heart
Its about being honest right from the start

All I want is someone to hold my hand
When times are tough and just say they understand

I know I'm not perfect, I don't pretend to be
I am just me, all that you see

I don't want the moon, or even the stars
All I ask is you love me, with my heart full or scars

The Path To InsanityEyes of green flame and smile of barbed wire
Insanity is a muse of toxic smoke and fire
Clawed fingers snap striking fear to the bone
Always choosing those who are utterly alone
A question is asked with a blood-curdling scream
Do you dream to forget or forget in order to dream?
Answer quite carefully even though neither is wrong
Insanity does not care where you think you belong
The sum of your character, your flaws and your fear
To insanity all are immediately clear
A forked path is before you and it is your choice
Either deny this demon or into submission give voice
This savage darkness will happily eat you alive
So choose very wisely if you

Broken LinesPeople are pencils
that have fallen down. Surface
unmarred; cracked inside.

Flickeryou've fireflies for eyes [[all lies]]

The Death of DreamsKneeling before the alter of pain
She bows her head yet once again
Reaching out hands that tremble so
There is no choice but to let it go
No tears fall from her dark blue eyes
No sound is heard for she swallows her cries
Clenching her fists until her palms do bleed
The cold alter from these red raindrops feed
Unloved is all she has ever known
This alter of pain is her only home
Palms now held up to the uncaring sky
She releases her dreams and lets them fly
Empty and cold she turns and walks away
Her dreams have always been doomed anyway

Poetry is:Poetry is:

the adhesive to
a fragmented soul;

broken wings that still dream of

F L Y I N G

how snapdragons breathe stardust
and orchids perform ensembles.

when 'imagination' and 'reality' at last discover a
c r o s s r o a d s,
and rush to embrace one another with fervent limbs.

why gravity seems to f
a
l
l, taking the world with it.

what flows through the veins of every pair of [shipwrecked; star-crossed] lovers.

who I am; who I was; and who I want to be.

Will You RememberWhen I'm gone
will you remember
my smile,
my laugh,
the way I hug you?
Will you remember
my voice,
my face,
the way I got excited over things?
Will you remember
the time
when you said I looked sad
and gave me a hug?
Will you remember
my words
that I tried to speak
but couldn't reach you?
Will you remember
me
or
her?
Will you remember
my thoughts,
my heart,
my soul?
Will you remember
me?

Heart of CoalIt burns like coal
This heart of mine
Slow to start
Love takes time

Burning fast
Burning slow
But my heart
Will forever glow

After the passion
Fade to embers
A heart of coal
Still remembers

A heart of coal
Is strong and tough
but hides a
Diamond in the rough

For with a heart
As black as coal
When in love
Will shine like gold

IsotopesI feel like time passes me too coldly
That it passes in me
Too
Slowly because everyone’s found a piece
Of inner peace
And my head is still searching
For the way it thinks.

I crave style, riled up over creating something
To exorcise my demons for a while
And I used to feel like light was climbing in,
But the skylight hides the horizon where my ideas
Are running thin.

I thought words would serve me,
But all they’ve done is served me
And I’ve tried to be wise
And I’ve tried to be clever,
Spinning in circles to put myself together,
Yet my isotopes
Aren’t getting better – I’m diffusing.

It’s

mitosis always broke my heartAstors of minute fortunes

b l o o m e d

when electricity created function from
an impulse.
You were an extension of me -
my only viable chromatid -
connected at our centromere
was the heart
of failure.

They progressed, those star-fire
petals, attac(k)hing us
to something more
foreign -
and on this mitotic spindle, we were
too
naive to know
this is it,
our ignored forementioned goodbyes.

We were broken at the thorax,
our H's became I's,
our union became two singular coils of
characteristics.
We were on separate poles of the
same planet
and
when
we were separated by phospholipids
and glycoproteins,
life was give

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Through the heart do swiftly slice
Like shards of sharp broken glass
Easily frozen if you do it fast
Tears are only but salty water
Leading you to bloody slaughter
So quickly now, before you bleed
Give up this stupid childish need
Love is nothing but a dream
It shall only make you scream
So give it up and toss it far away
There’s nothing but pain if you go that way
So run, hide quickly in sanity’s hills
For some love does not save, it only kills

RevengeCrack, snap, the sting of rage
No life to live outside this cage
Lost, there is no hope of being found
Crawling upon blood drenched ground
Humanity gone forever more
What is left is just a filthy core
One goal, one purpose and only one view
Vengeance deep and looking for you

Behind the Mask With MeI....Inside this porcelain mask
N....None are allowed to see or ask
S....Slinking just beneath the skin
A....Are things best left within
N....Not one knows who is inside
I....In this disguise where I hide
T....Tell me your secrets and do not lie
Y....Your deepest desires that you deny

A....All your dark dreams I can hold
D....Deep within my soul so cold
J....Just let me take your private hell
U....Under the skin where I dwell
S....Sanity is way over-rated you see
T....Take my hand and come with me
E....Enter my lair of your own free will
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Hate is a Beast

by *InsanityAdjuster, Feb 5, 2013, 3:39:06 PM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

Hate is a beast that hides within
Full of bile and fractured sin
It reeks of smoke and brimstone death
Growling viciously with every breath
Beware, beware oh innocent one
This beast can be inside anyone
Don’t watch the smile, the smile lies
Look deeply, deeply into the eyes
And even then you cannot be sure
This beast is cunning and has allure
Many have died within its embrace
This monster behind a very kind face
My only advice is politically incorrect
But would you rather reap regret?
Trust must be earned and seen very clear
Innocent? No, not until proven my dear