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Jaded. Fragmented. Fallen.
Always Rising.
Monday, January 2, 2006
03:33 p.m.
Rocky,
you try to steady yourself;
leaping from stone-
to-stone.
Lost,
you realize you paid no attention
to what your heart was
trying to say
and it's too late to look up.
The stones, now
have become like fire
and their faith
to the fearless
is what chains you
and freezes your dreams.
Trapped,
you find yourself
home,
afraid to make the next move
the next step-
the next stone.
-alysia-
Monday, January 2, 2006
03:31 p.m.
forbidden,
i know i should stop
but you-
there's nothing i can say
but yet
you-
you keep me going.
repeated memories,
a song,
the sun's colors
they all smile-
brightening
the path towards
you-
but yet,
my heart is still
bleeding
still yearning
for a mistake
to be erased.
a tear,
as the wind
yet again,
whispers your name,
runs its fingers through my hair
wraps itself around me
reminds me of the warmth,
the magic of our,
now dieing
love
and i'm left here
broken-
forbidden
to make a sound.
-alysia-
Monday, January 2, 2006
03:26 p.m.
(For Josh)
The tears fall silently
she never knew
the knife would cut back like this-
double-edged.
There just simply isn't any way out.
She dug herself here,
she worked so hard to get here.
Alone,
is how she stands
and as she peers across the clouds
she sees her own tears
dropping in.
The saltiness reaches her skin
and she feels the wind-
the cool breeze of loneliness.
The virus sinks deeper
as a lullaby seeps into dreams
and it's never ending
all she can see is you
and the sun
that falls upon your soul.
Intrigued,
she leans forward
and falls.
Cracks the skin of her
perfection
and she's on the ground again,
staring up at the sky's sun and clouds-
wishing she could just climb that high.
-alysia-
Monday, January 2, 2006
03:23 p.m.
Fearless
and strong,
she never seems to fall.
Looking up,
you can see her smile,
you can feel her passion
as her eyes lean towards you.
And you,
you're the only one in the world,
the only one
taht anyone can see.
Your spirit soars
and you cannot help but smile back
she's infected you
and you need more.
But she,
she's trapped and you'd never tell
because her spirit is alive
with torture.
Step back,
you cannot touch her,
cannot hear her cries
and all your passion
and desire
only smothers her closer to
her cage-
burning her
until she can no longer
fly.
-alysia-
Monday, January 2, 2006
03:17 p.m.
Blood,
it drips vividly from that cut.
And the line is drawn
again and again
until you don't remember where
you began.
You don't remember that first step,
you don't remember your first love.
It's al over,
you've already known that
and still you kicked-
screamed to get out of
that life.
Never.
You're caged,
labelled by those who created you,
those who created your dreams.
Step back,
hold that breath-
you're getting chocked.
-alysia-
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