Meet a girl named No One, with a heart of shattered stone
Staring at the other girl, the one that's not alone
Girl with skin that glistens, with the eyes of crystal seas
Grin of shining diamonds and a laugh like a disease
Flashes just a glance and soon, she's every trouble's cure
She has everything… and No One's off to be like her.
Eating turns into a crime, she'd rather be away
Thrusting fingers down her throat to make herself okay
Watching as her very bones are seen behind her flesh
There she drowns in tears, for she has not yet seen success.
Minutes turn to hours, and these hours turn to days
Every moment slipping, slowly fading
My parents bought a little two-bedroom house when they first got married. It was run down, falling apart, but most importantly: cheap.
Two years later, my mother fell pregnant with me. She immediately abandoned her job for some plaster and paint and set about decorating the untouched spare room. She splashed pastel yellow across the walls, replaced the dingy carpet and kitted out the room with furniture.
Sixteen years after my birth, and the yellow paint is flaking off the walls revealing the kiwi green beneath. I can peel back the corners of the carpet to reveal the worn underlay and half rotten floorboards. I can examine the fringe of my
The Painter And The Veteran by FallingAsleepTonight, literature
Literature
The Painter And The Veteran
He wanted to pull out the pain
with a syringe, as if it were
black jelly that had accumulated
underneath his skin. This was
how morning welcomed him.
***
On saturday nights, he was
the kind of man who went around town
painting murals with a can. They
were gorgeous, especially when city
employees melted them with hose-water.
***
In America you can find dollar bills
stuck deep in the cracks between
sidewalks; you can find people stuck
deep in the cracks between
buildings too.
***
You can also find people inside
said buildings, inside beds,
inside...
***
One
and only one
night, the painter was approached
by a hairy young
S. Note
Dear mother, dear father
Dear brother, dear sister
Don't worry, you still have each other
And without me you're all so much stronger
Leave me behind and let me go, I promise the days will get brighter
Dear teachers, dear counselors
Dear therapists, dear doctors
You have my gratitude for what you all did
But I hit rock bottom too many times, and this last one was it
The end of the road again, as if no one could have kept me from a coffin
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I was not fit to live life
I failed at everything, every time
I sincerely did my very best, I really tried
I just could no longer stand feeling so powerless inside
I lay wide awake ev
the familiar wailing of a saxophone on a side street on a rainy day.
the last building on the left, with a heavy wooden door... and no windows.
words... walls of concrete covered in concrete words
that mean absolutely nothing.
pedestrians walk up and down the street and partake
in the exchange of distant glances with approaching people.
solitude...
among the myriad of cold raindrops.
If there was no more water in the lakes
I would cry you a river so you could drink forever
If there was no more air in the atmosphere
I would give you my last mouthful of oxygen
If there was no more food walking or growing
I would cut off my limbs for you to feast
If there was no more light in sight
I would burn all my possessions so I can see you smile just one more second
If there was no more love in this hell
I would hug and hold you for all of eternity
so that this hell
might become heaven...
He smelled like spice and cheap perfume and we lived in a world of cheap money and lipstick stains. Where the most romantic thing to be done is a chaste kiss as he left the motel room. We lived in a world of dirty rooms and stained bed sheets, the kind you didn't want to touch in case of diseases. We never cared about that, did we, love?
There was never any time for words. We had no reason to speak, just desperate touches and a need to be held. We never belonged. He was a prince but I was no princess. But oh, how you made me feel like royalty.
He belonged in a world of lies and deception, of fake smiles and party tricks. I lived in a world
My minds dazed
My hearts a mess,
I'm so confused
(I must confess)
Please take my hand,
And hold me tight
(For my heart
Please do fight)
It's getting lost,
Breaking apart,
I'm losing my grip,
(Shattered like glass)
My voice is gone,
Ash left in its wake,
I'm coughing up my heart
(And making mistakes)
I can't sleep because of
soundless screams,
My fists clench
(Theres no point in dreams)