In a corrupted state I am meditating Destroying doubts I am a closed off child Watching an adult openly cry From between two curtains Called the beginning And the end The overt imagery Offends my ego So I slip away From hot salt On cool cheeks Apathy gives way to ardent progress Suddenly serene Among the many missing jigsaw pieces I am the wisdom of my age And the ones I read of before me My insignificance Is a blessing Cross legged I wear a simple robe of green and grey It brings out my eyes and their frown lines I wait with patience and a knowing smile . Across the ages My pagan queen Walks against the wind Bone around her neck Fire adorned eyes On tongue tips we dance Shadows mounted upon walls Dawns light wakes the woods And birds sing knowingly Then we wait For the swell The scream And the eyes we made In those mirrors We grow dimmer Until the daughter of the dawn Walks by our graves at night We called her Legacy And the city called her willingly
No one has ever truly loved me; It was merely pity, every time They examine my mind, heart, and body, And see that I will never be wanted That heartbreaking sight convinces them That the best thing to do is to put on a façade, Fooling me into thinking that I'm someone who's Worth fighting for It's funny, really- All those kids years ago were right My family was wrong And I was an awkward combination of both I know that love can be a cruel son of a bitch, But at least you grow with each heartache; The only part of me that grew was that disgusting voice "Who would want to spend the rest of their life Taking care of a fucking manchild?" "Nobody wants to be seen with an ugly midget" "You're far too depressed to be loved" "You have nothing that makes you an adult" Vile but true statements A void that isn't going to be filled in this lifetime Fear and hatred performing mating rituals Lonely catalyst and tangled tales Heavy silence and light noise Lust and envy Lack of acceptance