ChoppyKiku

Tomorrow you go home, but now you know what it's like to have a father that really cares. Tomorrow you'll see your family again, but you'll be leaving behind another. Tomorrow you'll get a long, hot shower, but you won't see your mother. Despite all these confusing emotions, you are a better, stronger, and more confident person. You are better for coming You are better for enduring You are better for enjoying You are better for going But most of all, you are better for feeling and sharing, Even when it scared you and you thought you might break. You are a better person for being you, And tomorrow, you'll show the world that.

I pass people on the bus Just going about their day Through the harsh present They struggle and push Forward to a future that may never come But still we push, We push on with the stubbornness, The silly determination, How ridiculously human of us

Our hearts do not start out red or pink, but a pure white Over time, our hearts are dyed one color or another But some become muddled from all the different dyes Others take on a single color, stuck in the pure nothingness of that color But you washed me clean and chased away the vermin that had started to gather Now you have dye me with your clear, beautiful rainbow I can finally see, I was never meant to be stained with such ugly colors I was born a rainbow, but now my lines have started to blur again Can you save me from the fog that threatens to make my ink run?

I don't know which is worse, that I sometimes believe your love, or that is sometimes don't They both happen so often that I don't know which is real anymore In the moment of each, I am so sure that that one is true Is it my heart and mind at war? Or perhaps I am simply two people and two lives in one reality and body One of me wants to live a normal, happy life The other is a monster who wants nothing more than sorrow and destruction Which is the real me?

Everyday I try so hard to keep from falling apart But sometimes, the things you say to me truly hurt my heart I don't know what to do when the monster in my head comes back I don't want to disappoint you, but it hurts too much and everything goes black Sometimes I wish for the sweet oblivion of a great, endless sleep So I can have my dreamlike happiness forever Something mine, something I can finally keep

Life is a monster with claws of poisonous steal, and teeth sharper then a surgical intrument. Life is a beast that no one can tame, it is wilder than anything you could ever imagine. Life is a sadistic serial killer that no one can catch, and it will nvever stop killing. Life is a heartless mercinary, it kills whoever with no remorse. Life is a scientist that made death, it is like Frankenstien and his monster. Life is the god of sorrow, the maker of all things that challenge our excistence. Life is our everything and our nothing, it is how we are born and it is the cause of our demise.

Peirce my heart with your love Ravish my body with your passion Conquer my soul with your determination Devour my mind with your kind words Violate my very being with your touch Dye my blank, desolate pages with your rainbow of life Make me real again and never stop loving me

I know that every time I mess up I'll feel worthless but sometimes I just loose control. It's like there's a demon inside me, and it wants nothing more than or me to fail. Can you purge me of my demons? Or am I destined to perish by my own hand? I've fought for so long, I can no longer go on. Please someone save me from myself. I can't hold back these tears and monsters everyday as they claw at my insides and even take over my heart sometimes. They plague my thoughts and emotions as I try to push on in this cruel world. But I am weak now because happiness was within reach and it's always then that they become stronger and manage to tear thoug