Sadness is the smile that doesn't reach my eyes.
Is the tears I try to hold back day by day.
Is the secrets I repress from the public.
Is the feelings that I try to keep locked away so no one can hurt them again.
Sadness is when I've just had enough.
When I feel hatred in my heart.
When I want to give up.
When I hide my sadness from every one, even my own parents.
Your happiness is probably when you see me so torn up over this.
Is probably when you think about my reactions.
When you probably when you see through my happy mask.
My old happiness was when we were all friends.
When we hung out all the time.
Told joke that only our f
parallel to the bike track
the group walks convincingly
through the canopy floor
of hard roots and thorn stalks
and accidental land marks:
a t-shirt hangs lynched
flush against the bough
of a winter-dead tree
a hollowed out bug spray bottle
sits in spectacle
its companions dragged under by reeds
in the pond scum puddles
across from the playground
Why are we here
The exertion pecks at my bones
as we move on through the brush
along the rusted barbed wire enclosure
surrounding the boarded up building.
I wanted to see this
says Andrew
while he slips past the wires and
pulls himself onto a ledge under
a blasted ou
deep pocketed reality
a bottom only we see
the evil in innocence
the beauty in darkness
a world where we are
bottom center, looking up at all
self-worth undefinable, worthless
and priceless in one breath
indefatigable weariness of carrying
insatiable disdain.
the silver screen holds not a candle
to our terror and fear
and we see you, your silly secrets, not
as evil as the things we dream
you will know us by our eyes,
look in to see how deep we've been
You remind me of
An ocean
Wild
Beautiful
And
Free
You remind me
Of
A stream
Friendly
And
Happy
You remind me of
A pool
Because I'm lying
Beside you
In perfect serenity
You remind me
Of
A river
Sweeping me
Off my feet
Carrying me away
You remind me
Of raindrops
Soft
Sweet
And
Intimate
You remind me
Of
The tide
Leaving
Slowly
Slipping away
But most of all
You remind me of
Tears
Because
I know
I can never
Bring you back.
Song of the Night by KakashiHatakeIZLIFE, literature
Literature
Song of the Night
Tossing
Turning
Eyes
Burning
Ragged
Breath
Dreaming
Death
Cold
Tears
Lost
Years
Silent
Pain
Inner
Rain
Muffles
Screams
Nightmares
Dreams
Gone
Lost
Fatal
Cost
Far
Away
Broken
Day
You
Me
Should
Be
Gone
Dead
Me
Instead
Only
Pain
Only
Rain
Death's
Toll
Empty
Soul
Lost
You
Gone
Through
Other
Side
Dead
Tide
See
You
Hold
You
You're
Dead
Empty
Bed
Lonely
Cries
He
Dies
No
Don't
I
Won't
Please
No
Don't
Go
Love
Me
Take
Me
Dark
Black
Night
Attack
Mind
Death
Final
Breath
Count
Sheep
Fall
Asleep
Never
Again
And
Then
You're
Gone
So
Wrong
It's
True
Love
You
I've never really understood how someone could be so proud of something
That for me brings so much shame.
I've never really understood how someone could talk so confidently
About something that has me so confused.
I've been hearing strong words of how it's alright and don't care what others think
But how can you not care when their words echo in your mind?
Why does it seem more natural to shy away then embrace?
People always tell their stories of how they overcame it all
And yet I never hear of the steps on how they accepted or knew for sure.
"You aren't the only one"
I haven't found very many stories I can relate to.
I was more th
Beautiful Nightmares -Poem- by KakashiHatakeIZLIFE, literature
Literature
Beautiful Nightmares -Poem-
You
Drifting through my dreams
Every night
Leaving the metallic taste
Of tears
And blood
With each kiss
Don't leave
But I can't bear
To see you in pain
Your beautiful face
Gaunt
Bruised
Bloody
Your silent lips
Begging
To die
Icy fingers
Slipping a knife into my hands
And your eyes
Your perfect eyes
Filled with tears
Pleading
To be closed
There is no rest
For the wicked
But you're not wicked
You're perfect
Perfect
So why
Are you in pain?
I could stop it
I could save you
But I can't
Even when you're broken
You're beautiful
I could never hurt you
Even if you ask
To watch you suffer
Is torture
But to not s
You're a butterfly
So light and free
You're breathtakingly beautiful
And you always seem so joyful
I long to join you
In your flight through sunshine
And flowers
But I'm not a butterfly
I am a spider
Small as I stand apart from others
Dark against your simple beauty
Insignificant in my dusty corner
Lonely as I watch you glide by
You never notice me
Your delicate wings have never brushed
The darkness I live in
We live in different worlds
And the closest I ever come to you
Is with my tear-filled eyes
But you can't see me like this
If you come too close to me
You'll be caught in my tangled web
Of lies and pain
Trapped in t
We are the lost
The forgotten
Nameless souls of sorrow
Wandering the earth
We have nothing to our name
But pain
And tears
We search for an answer
A meaning
A purpose
But all we find is false
Promises that are broken
Words that tell lies
Cruelty
Deceit
Injustice
Whirling around in stabbing cycles
So we continue looking
But it's useless
And all we see is hurt
The parts of the world
Everyone else tries to hide
The starvation
The poverty
The war
The disease
The pollution
The death
We watch the self-destructive patterns
In every country
As it drags itself to its fall
Causing its own deterioration
But we watch silen
Surreal Reality by KakashiHatakeIZLIFE, literature
Literature
Surreal Reality
They don't understand me
They never have
They never will
They see my mask
And they don't care enough to rip it off
They just laugh at it
And move on
I'll stand alone, off to the side
And my mask will slip a little
As the pain seeps out
But as soon as someone talks to me
I pull it back on
And pretend to be happy
Saying something funny to make them laugh
Smiling emotionlessly as I watch them
As I'm forced into a surreal reality
With pain as my only friend
But you can take the mask away
And I can't say a word to stop you
I can't pretend for you
So my true self hides
I mumble to you and try to escape
Hating how helpless you'