Things I thought I would never remember are still haunting me by day

the memories I have, the stories I repeat are the ones from that promised to stay

The letters I burned the presents I crushed didn't make the pain sway

they say time is the cure to all the dark days but there certainly must be another way

I love the words that spill from pain

They are like ashes from a burning heart and throat

Just fallen on to a white sheet

Captured as a seminal piece of work

Beautiful and relatable

But only the writer feels the loss

Sometime later I became a moth

Flying in to the pain

Enjoying the last bit of light before it hit me

And I laughed cause nothing is new

And I love it more than poison

I drown sometimes, not knowing how I got there. I just end up falling in to the water and I end up just lying there drowning doing nothing. I think “move your arms and legs you stupid bitch” get yourself out of here. U need to breath and see the light. But I can’t. I like drowning. But I want to breathe too. There are a lot of people to save me. To pull me out but they don’t seem to be around right now when I need them when what I’ve been talking about all this time finally comes true. But it’s okay. I’m okay. Ill drown. I’ll get out. Ill finally move my legs and get out. It’s okay.

A beach when the sun greets the grass

A splash and a bash at the house of glass

Colors of pebble that matches my eyes

A nonchalant rock that's worth will rise

Break and bury, a existence no ones curious

A silent crack that makes the gods furious

Question and laugh, answers that's so funny

My days are so dark even if its sunny

Fake eyes that leaves me in the dark end

hand towards the light from the glittering friend

A cold windy day making all white numb

A winter flower blossoms Pure beauty to showcase

A dark windy day, All black and no one to see

Blasting heat a burning laser, a winter flower no longer there

A broken trunk and green falling away

Falls a winter flower Without its Stand

A dripping petal Shining during day

Weight no one can carry Slowly bends her head

A winter flower under the burning gaze

Petals from white to dark shades of gray

Seconds after winter a hand caress

Too soft for attention but taken from its place

To my weak eye the night is only a black and white picture. No need for editing its perfect as it is. Dark with no colors only the streetlight outside. The colors hide very well giving a much needed rest to my tired eyes. I stay awake at night, alive and breathing freely than ever before. Inside and out I'm black and white no colors to argue, my defenders asleep.

A delusion at the aisle

Promises said but never kept

Countless opportunities

lets count one two three

A lie spilled, from the books

And the mouth of holly all

Vows left, every mouth speechless

But not so much yours

A funny laugh for every eye

choosing the best clown

Through paint covered eyes

who dressed well

And performed the best show

You may take a bow

A laugh that's left

Is the only satisfaction

A laugh,a joke,

a heavy heart that's left,

Are the only reasons

these rings are kept.

Fugly Octopus 

Everything was dark

And we were having smoky dreams

Running in to the woods

I saw a shadow running from me

A ghost that's scared

I'm worse than a demond

Take me down

Everything is red

And we were having bloody nightmares

A garden full of roses and

Nightingales flying off

Wings made of shiny stones

Falls off when I get close

Take me down

Everything is white

And we were having empty dreams

Walking in to the white page

People walking out

Leaving me in a lonely white image

Their face paling when they notice me

Take me down

Everything was gold

And we were having rich dreams

A hand crawling on to my shoulder

warmth creeping in

A hug that's rich, richer than all

I was feeling loved

Take me with you.

FuglyOctopus