Leather Skin and Orange Things by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Leather Skin and Orange Things
How can something that once
made you invincible
all of a sudden
cause your heart to explode
and bring a pain to you
so deep
You can't breathe
when you think
so all you do is
sleep
sleep
sleep
Until it kills you
Red blood all over white walls
Except it's not a heart exploded...
It's a brain
and there's the gun,
with your fingerprints all over it.
Heartless Heartbreak by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Heartless Heartbreak
But it consumes your thoughts.
Eats you alive, the thought of her, of your best friend.
Of how she left, abandoned you.
How are we here after all these years?
Trouble breathing, this time it's real.
You've been here before..lonely.
Never this far,
Never this much pain.
Punched in the gut and can't get your breath back
Do you even want to?
Alone and hurting and hopeless
all because she's gone.
Why are you so weak that
you can't even hold on?
No one to talk to, just run from the pain.
Take a breath, swallow
and keep on moving.
Weights on your heart, dragging you down.
Just try, try to make it stop hurting,
And maybe one night, it
Meaningless Amusements by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Meaningless Amusements
They see me as perfect but I know I am not.
I try to mold myself before their eyes, but my mold is cracking.
How can I be perfect for you?
I want to be perfect for you...
They say we're human and we make mistakes.
I try and apologize for the mistakes I've made, but my apologies are too late given.
How can I allow you to forgive me?
I want you to forgive me...
They say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone.
I try so hard to realize what I have, but then I look back and see what I had.
How can I get you back?
I want you back...
I scratch, claw for you like a girl buried buried beneath, still breathing.
Because I am still breathing..bre
He used to say dot dot dot
Used to mean I love you
And he used to say don't leave me
Used to say I love you
And he used to say you're good enough
Used to look to say I love you
And he used to call for hours
Used to tell me he loved me
And he used to be here,
he used to love me.
Blue Eyes and Boarding by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Blue Eyes and Boarding
And the rain reminds me of pain
of the memories of the beautiful rain
pitter patter on your windows
pitter patter on your dreams
hair wet but it's not sweat
the rain pouring pouring
relentless like memories
like pain with no gain
Resilient and Shattered by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Resilient and Shattered
Maybe he was right after all,
maybe all we turn to is red.
And all we have to cope is liquid,
streaming from our eyes.
What color?
What feeling?
So beautiful in a swift motion,
so thoughtless in a murder.
Words seep out of your mouth,
and suddenly...my stones are shattered.
Stones last forever, they say,
but then they are torn.
They've lost their glue,
their love.
Is that happening to us?
One comment,
and we're shattered.
I'm shattered.
My dear,
how can you just leave me here?
It got lost somewhere
In the hatred,
in the envy.
Lives were taken,
blood was shed,
heroes emerged.
Lives lost,
they were deserved.
Tears poured,
mouths gaped open.
A country morns,
a state astonished,
a town diminished.
This is when we need it most,
but it got lost.
Among the hatred,
among the envy.
Many years ago it was said;
Make love,
not war.
A Rainbow of Pain by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
A Rainbow of Pain
Red with green.
Blue with orange.
Bathrooms remind me of tears.
So many of them throughout the years.
And it's like your memory never leaves me.
Almost like a daydream.
Suddenly there's a notion,
that this awkwardness should not exist.
But who am I to fix something that is not broken?
Who are you to break something not made?
We carry on, and you forget,
but then there's the memory.
Red with green.
Blue with orange.
Tears in the bathroom one morning.
Twenty-two Standing as One by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Twenty-two Standing as One
Tears falling,
like the rain pouring down.
Relentless,
like cha-ching, cha-ching.
Dreams crushed,
the dreams of 13.
Ohana means family,
and this one is special.
A different day,
a different power.
But today, just pain.
Anger. Hatred.
We cry,we hold,
we walk.
Away from that night,
as we proceed out of the light.
Leather Skin and Orange Things by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Leather Skin and Orange Things
How can something that once
made you invincible
all of a sudden
cause your heart to explode
and bring a pain to you
so deep
You can't breathe
when you think
so all you do is
sleep
sleep
sleep
Until it kills you
Red blood all over white walls
Except it's not a heart exploded...
It's a brain
and there's the gun,
with your fingerprints all over it.
Heartless Heartbreak by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Heartless Heartbreak
But it consumes your thoughts.
Eats you alive, the thought of her, of your best friend.
Of how she left, abandoned you.
How are we here after all these years?
Trouble breathing, this time it's real.
You've been here before..lonely.
Never this far,
Never this much pain.
Punched in the gut and can't get your breath back
Do you even want to?
Alone and hurting and hopeless
all because she's gone.
Why are you so weak that
you can't even hold on?
No one to talk to, just run from the pain.
Take a breath, swallow
and keep on moving.
Weights on your heart, dragging you down.
Just try, try to make it stop hurting,
And maybe one night, it
Meaningless Amusements by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Meaningless Amusements
They see me as perfect but I know I am not.
I try to mold myself before their eyes, but my mold is cracking.
How can I be perfect for you?
I want to be perfect for you...
They say we're human and we make mistakes.
I try and apologize for the mistakes I've made, but my apologies are too late given.
How can I allow you to forgive me?
I want you to forgive me...
They say you don't know what you got 'til it's gone.
I try so hard to realize what I have, but then I look back and see what I had.
How can I get you back?
I want you back...
I scratch, claw for you like a girl buried buried beneath, still breathing.
Because I am still breathing..bre
He used to say dot dot dot
Used to mean I love you
And he used to say don't leave me
Used to say I love you
And he used to say you're good enough
Used to look to say I love you
And he used to call for hours
Used to tell me he loved me
And he used to be here,
he used to love me.
Blue Eyes and Boarding by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Blue Eyes and Boarding
And the rain reminds me of pain
of the memories of the beautiful rain
pitter patter on your windows
pitter patter on your dreams
hair wet but it's not sweat
the rain pouring pouring
relentless like memories
like pain with no gain
Resilient and Shattered by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Resilient and Shattered
Maybe he was right after all,
maybe all we turn to is red.
And all we have to cope is liquid,
streaming from our eyes.
What color?
What feeling?
So beautiful in a swift motion,
so thoughtless in a murder.
Words seep out of your mouth,
and suddenly...my stones are shattered.
Stones last forever, they say,
but then they are torn.
They've lost their glue,
their love.
Is that happening to us?
One comment,
and we're shattered.
I'm shattered.
My dear,
how can you just leave me here?
It got lost somewhere
In the hatred,
in the envy.
Lives were taken,
blood was shed,
heroes emerged.
Lives lost,
they were deserved.
Tears poured,
mouths gaped open.
A country morns,
a state astonished,
a town diminished.
This is when we need it most,
but it got lost.
Among the hatred,
among the envy.
Many years ago it was said;
Make love,
not war.
A Rainbow of Pain by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
A Rainbow of Pain
Red with green.
Blue with orange.
Bathrooms remind me of tears.
So many of them throughout the years.
And it's like your memory never leaves me.
Almost like a daydream.
Suddenly there's a notion,
that this awkwardness should not exist.
But who am I to fix something that is not broken?
Who are you to break something not made?
We carry on, and you forget,
but then there's the memory.
Red with green.
Blue with orange.
Tears in the bathroom one morning.
Twenty-two Standing as One by keepernutsoutofgoal, literature
Literature
Twenty-two Standing as One
Tears falling,
like the rain pouring down.
Relentless,
like cha-ching, cha-ching.
Dreams crushed,
the dreams of 13.
Ohana means family,
and this one is special.
A different day,
a different power.
But today, just pain.
Anger. Hatred.
We cry,we hold,
we walk.
Away from that night,
as we proceed out of the light.
living in fear
not knowing if the end is near
battered and bruised
hurt and confused
she was drunk
and didnt give a fuck
turning a blind eye
and walking away with a sigh
beaten by a man
with fatherly hands
no reason for it
just wanted to see if i could take it
looking around
not wanting to be found
peeking through door ways
sneaking through empty hall ways
running away
since theres nowhere to stay
watching unseen
running from the scene
not looking back
theres nothing you lack
the world will see
what they did to me
When you haven't written and your hand aches. When you start writing, turning pages front to back. When you write poems in the margins of your pages. When the words start slipping on the page and you don't know what they say and you aren't sure they mean When you wonder if they mean anything or if it even matters. When you wonder who will read them and then they change. When your words build walls across the pages, protecting you and barring all the people from coming in and reading you. When your worry blocks you from showing what you wanted to show. When the curtain stays down and your words go all over the page no one can see. When someon
i feel so helpless
im filled with rage
father why cant you help me
this is hopeless
i want to burn in a firey blaze
this feeling will destroy me
dont you understand how i feel
dont you see my fury
why wont you listen
this pain inside, its burning
father cant you see
this pain insde me, its hurting
oh father wont you listen, listen to me
this feeling is overwhelming
its like i cant breathe
im hurting
dont you hear the pain in my voice
dont you understand the importance
just listen to your little girl
help me just this once
douse the flames that are on fire
put out the flames inside
its your comfort i desire
all i want is
There's a girl
Her smile lights up the sky
But she wonders where to hide
And I cry why?
She's lost in her own world
She's lost in her Uptown
These things don't happen Uptown
You can't just cry Uptown
Uptown Girl
Uptown Girl
And her smile lights her eyes
She lights the skies
But she wonders where to hide
And I cry why?
With iced tea
But you won't drink chai
Mini skirts
And no that doesn't work here
And no you can't say that here
No you can't breathe here
Uptown
But she lights up the sky
And she looks for where to hide
She cries why?
See her smile light her eyes
And I cry
Why?
You stitched my lips today
So I could not speak
I sliced my slender throat
So I could still breathe
Dowsed acid in my eyes
So I could not see
But I reached out to touch her
She in turn touched me
You cut my ears today
I hear no birds sing
Or an infant's laughter
And the joy that brings
You bound my wrists and hands
Now they are red raw
I should blindly stumble
But still I stand tall
You sliced my fingertips
I can't feel her skin
The softness of her hair
The barrel of my pen
You broke my legs in two
Now I cannot walk
Nor can I see or hear
Feel or talk
You did all of these things
To keep me quiet
Yet the passion that
The main purpose for this journal entry is because I probably should update one and to say that I probably won't again for a while. Nothing exciting is happening lately, and if it is, it's in my writing. maybe not though because a lot of that is fictional. anyway it's summer and i exercised a lot today so omnomnom pneu and eat worms. just kidding dont.
So..Ive been up for over 12 hours which for a teenager, on a sunday, is probably illegal seeing as I got up at 6 30, but rules are meant to be broken, right? I like this laptop...I think Ill keep it..I wish. But its probably expensive and stealing is immoral and wrong and in some third-world country I would probably get my hands cut off, so I think we'll hold back on breaking that rule for now. I should do homework but technically its not due until Tuesday and Wednesday so I could also put it off which probably isnt a good idea. I keep coming up with these crazy ideas. I was reffing soccer all day. well, not really. first i went to breakfast
So, its the first snow of winter, but we had a huge snow storm in october. That was interesting. I havent written a journal is FOREVER, so I decided to write one right now. No pun intended.
im craving coca-cola and its not very helpful. I just untaped my finger and took the brace off my ankle which is baddd because my fingers broken and my ankles sprained. ha..should have seen the other guy? just kidding. happened in basketball. then i played on it. im smart. the cops were at my hosue yesterday! that was interesting. he was nice though. i enjoy nice people. My fingers blue, and the brace leaves these nasty bruises on my foot but I actually