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Waiting For the peace that comes With dreamless sleep. Endless nights With the shades pulled down. Restless On a night that seems Just a touch too deep When you can't Be bothered to come around Feeling Like an insomniac I lay my head down I close my eyes But it's just so Hopeless The world is just Too black right now So I stay up And watch the stars go by...

Once upon a time, there was a girl Who wasn't allowed to truly dream She retreated to some place deep within To escape the harshness of her world She wonders if her mother would be proud of her Wonders if her father has been right all along Wonders if anyone really knows her When she keeps herself a mystery She feels broken, but she'll be okay And she knows she needs some time Time to make it that way She feels dried up, but she's just fine She's got plenty of masks she's made For her to hide behind She's okay.  I'm okay.

It's 2:10 in the morning I still cannot sleep. So many things fight For space in my head They punch and they kick They pound at the door… What do they want Me to give them? What could I possibly Give to them? My mind's almost broken I cling to the edge Still I force this smile And try not to weep My life is just perfect Leave no room for doubt… Is this what they want Me to give them? I don't know what else To give to them. How could they understand When I'm still confused I don't ask too much of them So they shouldn't feel used …please return the favor Someday. I don't know what else to say I can't

Today is a new day And I feel... clean.   Almost impossibly so.   As I lie here in bed Thinking about what and if ...And what if. Nothing can deter me.   I am set in my path and I will Succeed Where I'm expected to fail.   I will not fall.   …And even if I do, Rock bottom is a very solid Foundation My fingers tingle.   My insides whir... Like the inner workings Of my computer. I will find a way.   When I wake up today, I will be ...renewed.

It wasn't the first time I'd seen him there, sitting on that lonely bench in the darker corner of the park.  He came nearly every day.  I just never really took the time to look at him before.  He sits with good posture and a grace that speaks of a dancer… maybe once upon a time.  He wears a gray knit cap pulled way down over his ears and shadowing his eyes… as if he doesn't want his thoughts spilling out all over the ground around him disturbing the birds.  He whispers to himself.  You can see his pale, thin lips moving silently… or perhaps he is whispering to the heavens, or the birds he feeds, or to anyone who wants to stop

She is so torn, broken up inside Suppose she emits an anguished cry… Would anyone want to hear her? Anyone want to be near her? Hold her; wrap her in a warm embrace Console her; take her from this awful place The faces of those she cares for look at her Disgust and devastation are clear through the blur Of tears she cries.  She's on her own. This battle is hers and hers alone What has she not given to you? What is she supposed to do? So she hides the truth for another day Wishing someone would take the pain away. She'll muffle her sobs in her pillow at night She'll stay quiet and won't put up a fight One day, maybe, she'l

From the day of your birth To the day of your death And all of the days in between Every moment of each day That you live through Is full of a secret meaning Every great sunrise The start of each day To the sunsets at the end Is full of happenings That we do not plan Like losing or gaining a friend "The older you get the wiser you are" Is what I used to say But now I know No matter your age Life hits you in a different way Hardship, pain, sorrow, despair Some people feel early on Some live only in darkness and shadow Living like a puppet or pawn Life is a game that we all play Whether we want to or not People hurt yo

I wished a wish again today That you would never have to know This kind of pain I prayed to "god" again today That your innocence would last Beyond the rain These scars on my skin Reminders of my weakness They will be forever more Until, one day, they fade On the surface, and are buried deep Down within my core.

Stuck in a world not fit to comprehend him, he falls Falls down the rabbit hole as it were Led by the ticking of a pocket watch Egged on by the curiosity of a curious cat Moved by the wounded soul of a mad man What can he do, but follow his heart's desire? Down (or up) the hole he falls at the end of all things His world corrodes and he can't stop it He hears the seductive whispers of an avant-garde existence Unable to ignore any longer, he succumbs Down with the bloody big head! And up (or down) he falls.

Inspired By your insufferable way Of putting people at ease Can I ever tell you how much you mean to me? "I love you." The words won't pass my lips… What will you think? Is that rejection, disgust that I see in your eyes? "No, I don't mean it like that…" Except I would.  I do. And you can always tell when I'm lying… Used to be able to, anyway Now it's as if I must hide from you And you let me We have to maintain status quo You love me? Do you know what that does to me When you say those words I cannot bring myself to repeat… You mean the world to me, But if I told you I loved you, I know you would ho