BeautyinthePages

You were made in June but born in the heart of winter, bright green eyes, reaching hands, you wanted to be loved; but they took one look and shook their heads. That was your first experience of rejection. You started school in August but only tried to make friends in January, lying in the snow, you lived in a permanent winter; wet trails down your back, scarves in summer, you wanted to be loved; but no one saw the potential to bloom, they only focused on your withered irises and frostbitten fingers and saw a dying rose. That was your first experience of loneliness. Summer holidays began in July but you only felt free in December, the neig

his eyes blink serpent green    (how cunning of him,     to steal my breath     with daffodil shoots     and maple leaves,     then padlock it away     to rot with sickly scales of jade,     hot, acrid dragon breath,     and putrefying lime) and i shiver as his coils crush me tight

The burnt-out ruins of an old hospital still smoulder All I can do is stand and watch as day becomes night Chain-smoking and sipping from the pint in my jacket pocket Wondering how many stories have been forever lost today Tomorrow I will meet a friend who won't understand Why all I speak of is hospitals, trains, clocks and crows Or why I painted my apartment industrial green And keep ancient plastic flowers on the windowsill But you, my good Catholic girl who lost her religion You know about all these things and so much more You know why it's so hard to leave these ruins And why the radiator hisses poetry on a winter's eve

I remember the days in which all I wanted was for you to accept me                   It was what I needed                                            Craved                                            Begged for I remember the days in which all I wanted was for you to love me             I tried so hard to grab your attention                                          Become what you wanted                                          Impress you I remember the days in which all I wanted was for you to understand me              It got to where I  created a separate life                                           Shut my voice down     

You can't see what you've done. You only care about having fun. Only one parent to raise. This doesn't seem to faze. You were never really there. I wonder if you can even care. You act like such a child. Your temper just seems wild. I don't know what's in your head. Not my mother, in your bed. My sister just keeps crying. I wish you were just trying. I just want you to understand, But I don't think you can.

Tonight I'm so alone. No one there to watch. Just watching myself Bleed, bleed, bleed. I continue to fight. I lost all the time. No one can save me From the blood on the floor. The pain that follows. The red sea. The empty lies to my replies. All of it is filled with blood. My blood. The blood that has been spilt. All the same. It's all the same. The pain I felt. The river bled. All the dread. Now what do I feel? The river of blood surrounds me. No longer able to see the light. Destruction destroying me. No light, only blood. Pain, Loss, Destruction, Blood.

Where once was blood a flower grows, not just any, but a rose. So delicate but filled with thorns a tribute to the bodies torn. Upon this spot the soil knows of beings lost to senseless wars. Angry people caring not of lives destroyed and carnage wrought. Summer days turned darkest skies by mournful wails and babies cries. Fought in vain for senseless gain of oil, power, foolish schemes. Butchered as the lambs in spring gone forever hopes and dreams. Fallen hard upon this place the mindless chasm filled with waste, left to bleach in searing sun the bones of those claimed by no one. The flesh returns into the dust which with

One bond broken One relationship formed One friendship damaged Left one destroyed girl A friendship that knew no bounds Formed on mutual love, trust and respect Then friends turned to lovers And love was sacrificed for sex Strangers turned close friends Now almost turned into a relationship But with only one catch He was the former love interest of her best friend Two best friends Capable of running the world together Torn apart by secrets and rejection Now a cold silence drifts between them A love that leaves her feeling used A relationship that causes her guilt A friendship that leaves her ashamed for what she has done Le