I'm not afraid of the monsters under my bed any longer the real beasts sit upon a pedestal made off our backs while we kiss their feet in thanks ...Read more
Hazel. B Rai

Metamorphoshing february dreams
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This distance- the kilometers of it. Nautical miles of it. Light traveling for years of it. The longing- the depths of it. Width of it and ever sinkin...Read more
I'm tired of being a placeholder girl The girl they come back to when things get rough Yes I will sympathize with you I will give you a shoulder to c...Read more
Being pathetic is my speciality, No one can change my mentality. Yes, I'm a person who can't do anything right, Yes, I'm a student who is not very bri...Read more
What eyes have cast a bad spell On me. I do not know. I stand in front Of the mirror often and smile. What shadows have colored My beliefs. I do no...Read more
Go ahead and tell them tell the pastor you want me out go, tell it to God then if you're so damn devout don't lie when you tell them go on give the tr...Read more
She's a silly little liar that much I know she'll burn on a pyre with flakes of snow she's a silly little liar she'll burn on a pyre or hang from a wi...Read more
I'm laying down, My eyes are blurry My mind filled with memories It's strange; I'm not feeling hot or cold I can't open my mouth to speak. I started...Read more
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five, four, three, two,... sorry, counting the number of strands left before this one breaks into two tried calling, didn't go through thinking of ble...Read more
Now that I am vexed with age and regrets and failed loves And seeing as the fig does not swell with fruit. Neither the hay...Read more
It has never been about what we are or where we came from. It has always been about who we are and what we choose to stand for. Who we are, what we s...Read more
I don't know which part of you is bad Or which part is good. You are like poison at times, Yet my favorite old port wine. You make me drunk in your w...Read more
Tip of my toe slips like a wandering tongue, And in my head, imagination blows. Dead but dope, like a payphone forgotten, Pensive of the roof above, B...Read more
Strange how We insist On saving one Another; to keep A candle lit: just in case. That — the poem must come with a little door So that Anyone...Read more
Why are my default emotions sadness and worry? Why is the price for Happiness so damn expensive? I just need a day! Spare me a day for just a coin! Th...Read more