peaches94

I want to paint the world with words unspoken Watch them spread to each corner of the earth Until the words spill off the end And the pens that will one day send The world into a suspended animation That no one can even hope, dream, strive to comprehend Will extend a helping hand to the friend called love. I want to catch a thousand words in a net made of dreams, Forgotten aspirations and watch it split at the seams Because things aren't always what they seem And my dad used to tell me that life is like a fish that swims upstream. Difficult, but never impossible. I want to hear the trees that fall in the forest and no one's there

You think you know me You think after a few words, a cup of coffee a smile You get to know who I am YOU don't know ANYTHING I'll tell you what you think you know That everyday i come to school with a smile on my face and sometimes I don't. Some days I won't talk to anyone and some days I won't shut up but most days I stay silent. You think I can't stay out of everyone's drama and it hurts me to be wedged in the middle of a rock and a hard place. And you are wrong. Because I am always smiling even if you can't see it with your eyes I am always talking if you would tune your ears to my station and listen past the static And

Sometimes i think that i can't handle the world That this time This time i'll finally be crushed Into a flat, tiny nothing and in that moment All the pain and heartbreak, all the PRESSURE will finally be released - Sometimes i find a bit of solace in these thoughts but i never cave in, i never let go And just like Atlas in those Greek stories i read as a child I carry the WORLD on my shoulders and i wonder Did he ever want to let go? Be crushed into nothing? - And i figure he must have He LITERALLY felt the world on his shoulders As it bore down on him and THAT was pressure And he MUST have wished there was som

sometimes i think that maybe i can shield myself  from everything, that maybe with a big enough shield, i can hid behind it while all the garbage and refuse that the world threw at me. i never learned anything else, but one day i realized that this shield, this shield that had protected me for about ten years was only the size of a quarter. And i was a little girl. So i thought maybe if i threw the quarter away and i started all over again and took a shower and got clean again, it wouldnt be so bad. It didnt work. i was still dirty, and i still smelled like the world's garbage again so i went back and again, i got clean. And the garbage kept

A great bird that settles in the heart of hearts of all man, that which bends his will and sets his soul aflame with desire and passion The fire that lights every action, reaction, proaction and detraction the weight that wieghs heavily on his breast as he searches high and low for an item that cannot exist in a simple word Or an object that can be attained through rigorous search and seizure no deep and profound insights, revalations, sudden understanding of an aspect as old as time and just as relentless It shall never lie in a complicated equation or years of a sorrow that has bathed in repentance and careful resol

a thousand nights i have waited for this single, moment in time when eyes wide shut dream dreams of the ecstacy of escape a pure form of complete release where the creatures of the night run rampant in a wild frenzy bursting through the brush into tangibility and filling the abyss of unreality till it overflows the mind the final moments, before the slumber overcomes me, i catch a glimpse of my forbidden fruit, a black hole that beckons with a pull almost irresistible and impossible to deny the ebony mare who gallops in the darkest recesses of the mind, where my presence alone provokes madness and insanity, le

tears fall a heavy speed but they will never quell your courage. the stones they throw the lies they tell the hate that eats away at their very bieng do not dispair, your time will come. empathize for their lack of human compassion the windows of opportunity, the doors are far beyond their grasp until they learn until they see that they were wrong. what you have acheived without them these friends and lovers who tried to drag you down to their level and succeeded to strengthen your resolve. they never understood the burden that you carried all alone and yet, perhaps they did. the burden of hiding tears, holding you

The eyes of night upon us The darkness seems to reign When all can seem so lost A smile cleaves the pain An innocence is found The days might seem so long The nights seem so unclear When tragedy befell the young There came the endless tears But patience has rewards As families have come to pray The clouds will come to part, The rain which seemed so endless Will finally cease - while in the heart The rose that blooms so beautifully And grows without its thorns Will soon be seen by once blind eyes While the child's laughter fills the air The past, which seems so imminent Is distant memory

A Light Pierces Through the Painful darkness As you are lifted Toward the light, your body lying Far below, you see life as it truly is. seeing The pain, happiness, enemies, laughter, tears, friends, love, each beautiful in their own way

A Heart That beats Slowly in The dead of night as The cars rushing by lull you to sleep In a way that dead silence never could. the heart of The city could, is, as it should be, the people it cradles in leiu of silence