| My Reptiles |
| My Reptiles |


an imperfect mask to youan imperfect mask
i am quiet and reserved
soft spoken and shy
submissive and invisible
to me
i am screaming and crying
loud mouthed and swearing
raging and violent
to you
i am polite and withdrawn
distant and unfeeling
un-wanted but loved
to me
i am rude and in your face
passionate and wild-eyed
wanted but unloved
i am compassionate yet used
listened to yet unheard
talked about yet not to
whole yet dying inside
i rage behind stone walls
scream inside metal cages


Ocean lungs and Cherry lipswith ocean lungs and plastic gills i dive beneath the surfaceOcean lungs and Cherry lips
with cherry lips and earth-toned skin i watch the moon rise
with wings among elbows and stars instead of eyes i make my way across the twilight
and you can't catch me and you can't contain me because
with webbed toes and blue hearts i am the fish in the ocean's water
with heart-shaped ears and flower petals for hair i am the trees against the night-time
with skinny bird-bones and charcoal colored feathers i am the birds up


Broken Lies and Bug InsidesEveryone wants to have a purpose in this world something in which to live for, to die for But not everyone has one. Not everyone is blessed with the knowledge of what they are supposed to do, with what they were born to do. It is at this point when the niggling worm of doubt is formed, but a miniscule parasite, harmless at first in its nature curled comfortingly in a cage of rushing blood vessels and throbbing veins. It lives there thriving on self-doubt and feeding off hesitant emotion and misunderstanding, growing in size and mobility until it is free swimming through scars and tissue, heBroken Lies and Bug Insides


My Spider-webbed VeinsFear is a worm that eats at the heart of every man. We all fear something. We all taste the sudden dry ash of apprehension in our mouths, the quickening beat of our mighty blood organ as we are faced with that fear. It eats through the marrow of our very bones, licking pleased lips as it drinks deep of our quivering flesh and fragile bird-bones. It crawls through veins and cherry-coloured tubes that pump our life's blood, squeezing and tightening around spider-webbed delicacies and cutting off shivering nerves until we are but frozen statues, eyes wide and lungs heaving.My Spider-webbed Veins
I, too, am afflicted with
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Of yellow leaves and gossamer
in autumns that there were,
with morning mist and silver sun
and wind upon my hair.
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War doesn't determine who is right, war determines who is left.
Yes I am a Bitch. Just not yours.
Ur kid may be an honor student but ur still stupid.
Don't take life so serious, you won't get out alive.
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If love is a crime, lock me up..... I'm totally guilty baby!
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If love is a crime, lock me up..... I'm totally guilty baby!
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