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Jaded. Fragmented. Fallen.
Always Rising.


Thursday, January 12, 2006
08:33 p.m.

memories,
a red rose
held tightly
as the tears
blur the vision.
heavily smelled,
is the incense
in that dimly lit
room.
you cannot see,
but you remember
all this
and you know
how it feels
to be forgotten-
an unspoken word.

-alysia-


Thursday, January 12, 2006
08:28 p.m.

forbidden fruit
you know that's what i'm first going to touch
but act all sweet
and innocent-
i wouldn't dream of anything...

really you can trust me with your love
really you can hold me and i won't stab you

i swear
i'm real
don't you believe me?

evil's first touch
has tainted me
and now i'm alive
with the fire
insanely consuming

everything that was once taught
to me by human is
destroyed...
don't tempt me anymore
i'm mastered by it...

don't touch me
you'd better go
but don't leave

for i have you chained.

-alysia-


Thursday, January 12, 2006
08:26 p.m.

tearful eyes,
heavy heart.
the weight
of my failures
pull me under.
my feet drag
and i keep my head down
not wanting
to offend anyone
with my failures,
and imperfections.

-alysia-


Thursday, January 12, 2006
08:24 p.m.

thinking too much,
it's time to smile and
release your problems into
the wind.
i've won,
i've lost but haven't
kept track of the
ties
but i know they're there
because i can still feel you
when i breathe
the cold air.

-alysia-


Thursday, January 12, 2006
08:22 p.m.

the bitterness of the frozen rain,
its naiveness creating a pond
in which only the brave tread.

a new release
only brings greater concern
but more fulfillment

happy
you find yourself
aimlessly walking

glad to be alone
but lonely
the rainy nights
hold no promise
for a love to own.

-alysia-


Thursday, January 12, 2006
08:15 p.m.

printed in the stars,
drawn upon the world.
..my heart breaks but enters a new place
...finds a new spirit.
lost,
it seems to feel
but looking back
it knows that it is not misplaced
but instead taunted
by the writings
that won't seem to erase.
forgotten,
it'll never be.
but alive, it often falls
to the impression of
what is left behind.
chained it is,
by the markings of the chalk
never to be erased.
never again it whispers,
never again will i allow myself
to draw
and never again will i fall.

the soul weeps silently
because never again will it love
if it cannot fall.

-alysia-


Wednesday, January 11, 2006
08:54 p.m.

abstract,
it happened so quickly
when did i turn into such a bitch?

maybe it was when i knew i
loved you
maybe it was when you drew
from me.

the blood
you stole from me
was all in vain

and now the scars
are what keep me awake

i can't believe i gave in to you.

you controlled me.
the power being in your hand

and i came in waves.

the agony
that surged through
my veins.

but you just stood watching

not even caring
how this ended

because you already knew of someone else
that would let you chain her.

your excuse being the best
but i was just too dead
to care.

-alysia-


Wednesday, January 11, 2006
08:52 p.m.

fallen,
a promise broken
but never made
.....guess i was foolish to believe
and now you must pay...
so i move on
...create a new wind...
a new color
...a new game....
love is no longer the prize
....only flesh remains..
but that soon will be gone
as you burn it away....
no reminders,
not this time...
no, this time you have to move on
...and i will be the winner...
for i will be standing here
alone.

-alysia-


Wednesday, January 11, 2006
08:50 p.m.

call me psychotic
i know you want to
come on, call me a bitch
it's a dare.
i see right through you
those phoney smiles
masked eyes
and false intentions
what good are you?
you stab your
best friend
in the back
everything you've gained
has come from
someone else's pain-
i feel no pity for you.

-alysia-