Submissions by lyriclover16 (Jessica Dawn.)

Smiling, as you show all that you really are,
Breaking my half - hearted attempt to be a fallen star.
Large and evil, you stalk my somewhat happy life,
And stab its patched wounds with a serrated knife.
Continuously laughing at my emaciation of love,
Your twisted ways, plucking black feathers from a white
dove.
Scratching my soul, with your sole operation,
As I’m stuck here sitting at an imaginary bus station.
Pushing me, while I’ve already been falling,
As you react to your true calling.
Etching accusations and hate into my skin,
Breaking down...

My happiness falling like melting candle wax,
As your fits of one - sided rage drag me down.
Screaming into the stillness of the summer air,
As I struggle to express myself in a healthy way.
Too much craziness to live in,
I have to wade through your ugliness to reach the other
side.
Tear drop by tear drop builds bridges to this insincere
smile.
Pain fills each beat of my bleeding heart,
Fear fills these shining eyes staring straight at you.
A cloud of self debt rains on my multi – colored hair,
Lightening strikes my body, with reminder of...

Walking,
bare feet tapping on this tile,
Wondering
if all I am is worthwhile.
Pandemonium,
talking in silence,
Solving
this mystery with violence.
Cutting
my skin with the petals of this rose,
Bestowing
my life’s secrets upon my foes.
Choking
on all the love I’ve never known.
Crying
these tears I’ve never shown
Broken
and breaking, a continuous pain,
Taping
up the wounds of a heart that’s repeatedly been slain,
Wishing
only to breath sterily,
As I
self-destruct merrily, ...

Waiting for something new,
Something more, to come
and escort me into the blue.
Sitting in a dreary
bathroom, so bland,
Soaking up the words of an
underground band.
Creating drug addictions
and schemes in my mind,
Leaving trips and hangovers
to cruel to be kind.
Cutting the skin on my
wrists telepathically,
Using its pain to paint
salvation graphically.
Conjuring fantasies just
to create a new story,
Left with no fame of
glory.
So relentlessly sick of
monotonous days,
Once broken apart by rebellious
ways....