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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Some people say, love means nothing,
Love only causes heartbreak,
Love makes some of us blind of the truth.

Love is more than that.
It gives comfort and happiness,
It creates bonds between us.

Love is not uneccessary.
It takes part in our lives.
It's one of few things we need to be happy,
To feel passion,
To take friendship into a new level.

Love is what we need to stop war,
Love is what we need to gain peace,
Love is what we need,
To make this world a place we dreamt it to be.

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~emping-goreng Apr 4, 2012

nice poem~
seems like akatsu really like literature, eh? XD
betcha you had a good mark

~akatsunoryuu Apr 4, 2012

thanks!

ikutan kontesnya dong! biar lebih seru <w<
last literature test,90-ish <w< tomorrow,another literature test.
*Isuckatlanguagelol

~emping-goreng Apr 4, 2012

hahahaha
lebih seru gmnaa~
saya kalau lgi gak ada inspirasi didepan laptop cuma bengong(?)
kalau ada inspirasi tergantung bgitu sampe rumah masih inget atau nggak~ *ditendang
dann, errr, saya gak jago bikin puisi... *galauditempat(?)

WOOOGHHH
saya gak lulus grammar... *galau
reported speech, why you must torture me so?!

*galau *lemahdireportedspeech *on second thought,semua bahan grammar gak asik *ehyasudahlah

bohongg~~ wkwkwkk

~akatsunoryuu Apr 4, 2012

makanya lain kali kalo ada inspirasi ditulis dulu biar ga lupa xD

serius <w< kali ini kayaknya ulangan language soalnya diganti guru baru <w<
disuru bikin surat formal lagi <w< *tidakbisabikinsurat / *males *plakk

~emping-goreng Apr 4, 2012

ohohoho~
kalo nulis catetan gitu malah keasikan..
terus kalo di baca lagi.. *kokemobenardirisayaini *hapus
wkwkwk

uwoogh
saya juga benci surat formal
bahasanya itu loh, gak tahan

~akatsunoryuu Apr 4, 2012

saya juga kadang emo xD -->

gurunya nyebelin,jadi ga niat blajar <.<

*gurusekaligussupervisor *instantlanguagefail

ga suka/benci,kepanjangan,males,ga niat xD
mengapa guru yg lama digantikaaaaan (۳˚Д˚)۳

~emping-goreng Apr 4, 2012

wkwkwk
sampe2 punya saya sendiri kadang2 kalau dibaca sampe mikir otak saya bener gak sih *otl

woghh?! supervisor? *pingsan
kudu jaim tuh *gaya anak pengalaman *padahal gak juga
orangnya strict ya?

EMAANGGG

terus bahasanya itu lho, uuugh ribetnya... harus official sounding terus pake kata-kata yang terdengar fancy... .__. (?)
thou eyes shine like no others for thy--*bukanfancyyangituu! *abaikan

~akatsunoryuu Apr 5, 2012

iya,supevisor <w< tapi orangnya kadang bae2 juga sih..

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This is beautiful~!

~akatsunoryuu Apr 3, 2012

Thanks~!

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