Loved or Feared?

The treasures of a kingdom,
A love letter and a spear,
Which was better?
Love or fear?

Fear was always hiding,
Striking into hearts,
Yet afraid, herself,
Afraid of falling apart.

Her face was but a mask,
But demanding attention all the same,
Blackmail and threats,
You didn't even need to know her name.

Love was always there,
Waiting calm and patiently,
Giving strength to others,
A beacon of hope, so lovely.

Beautiful in every way,
She sought to shield and protect,
Greeting us with open arms,
It is she we cannot forget.

Mighty kings have fallen,
But all true to their word,
To rule with only one queen,
According to whom they preferred.

Dangerous,
Both ladies of white and red,
Have lead their kings to victory,
And to the nightmares they dread. 

Different

Sometimes we are born different, 
Although it wasn't our fate to choose,
Something we could never control,
Yet our name is what society chews.

We were just born,
That was all,
But we were left behind,
They ignored our cries and calls.

My message to these people,
Whose soul suffers like no other,
Know that you were made for a reason,
Not a failure, disappointment or a bother.

Sometimes we can't do things,
Normal people can,
However, we can do things,
Normal people can't.

We are not disabled,
Just able to do different things,
They are so few of us,
The chosen queens and kings.

They do not understand,
How gifted we truly are,
While they make their own hell,
We're setting our own bar.

A mind of a child,
Will never know anxiety,
A house with no windows,
Will never see human cruelty.

A world with no sound,
Will never know the sound of tears,
A world with disappearing memories,
Won't have to revisit its tormented years.

What is normal?
Is there such thing as that?
When everyone is so different,
I'm using that concept as a doormat.

So do not blame those cowards,
They fear what they do not understand,
They make their own problems,
We make our own stand. 

Pressed Flowers

He will love me,
He will love me not,
It was so long ago,
That i almost forgot.

The days we spent,
By the great lake,
Making pinky promises,
We thought could never break.

Cooking together,
At our hated summer camp,
Sabotaging each others food,
But blaming it on the cat.

He loves me,
He loves me not,
You were cute back then,
Even when you had chicken pox.

Sneaking out at night,
To lie under the stars,
A long awaited confession,
Ruined by headlights from dad's car.

It was amazing,
It was a dream,
Until our relationship,
Kept sailing downstream.

He loved me,
He loved me not,
A horrible breakup,
But to who's fault?

I chose my career,
You chose to cheat,
With that twig with long legs,
A piece of firewood could never beat.

But we're both done,
And we've both been through a lot.
It was so long ago,
That I almost forgot. 

Snow

Beautiful and so elegant,
These crafts of Jack Frost,
Whom never ceases to amaze,
We gaze in wonder, but to what cost?

Outstretched were her bare arms,
Her breath shrouding her in mist,
Lost in this winter wonderland,
A delusional girl makes her wish.

Trails of blood and sleet and snow,
Was what she left behind,
A frozen smile plays on her chapped lips,
Amongst the snow is where she would die.

They settle in her disheveled hair,
Snowflakes on her ghostly pale skin,
Turning her legs almost blue,
Yet she still wore a grin.

Freedom in this land of white,
Was more than she could ever wish for,
While back in the asylum,
Her door would be locked forever more.

Dancing until her legs turned numb,
She falls into a mound of snow,
She looks up at the sky above,
And watched as the ice cold wind blows.

It was the most beautiful thing,
That she had ever seen,
However it also the most deadly,
The definition of beauty, turned mean.

One by one,
They fell on her face,
Till they suffocated her,
And left not a trace.

Beautiful and so elegant,
These crafts of Jack Frost,
Whom never ceases to amaze,
We gaze in wonder, but to what cost?

David

You were beautiful,
You were smart,
Future blindingly bright,
But then you began to fall apart.

You had the world at your feet,
A celebrity at your school,
But then you started ditching classes,
And became the class fool.

Summoned by the principle,
More than once or twice,
Detentions and suspensions,
For getting into stupid fights.

That respectable image,
You worked so hard to build,
Went up in flames,
When you started taking drugs and pills.

Disowned out of shame,
You moved out into the streets,
Settled in the red light district,
And became a hacker and a thief.

It all started with that girl,
A demon in a skirt,
She took you for a ride,
And made your life a blur.

You fell fast,
You fell hard,
For that lying bitch,
Who played you for a car.

She broke your heart,
And left just like that,
But you never recovered,
And just fell flat.

See in this set of words,
That you are still being cared for,
I'm not done with you yet,
So don't you dare walk out that door.

We'll figure it out,
We always do,
But never forget,
That I'll always love you.

If walls could speak

If these walls could speak,
What would they say?
Would they breathe kind words?
Or would they taunt me everyday?

What would they see? i wonder,
Desperation? Agony? Fear?
Or the lonely mistress of pain,
Shedding yet another tear?

Would they speak of hidden blood stains?
Covered by that rug of midnight blue,
Or gossip about where the hidden razor was,
Behind the flowers where the Amaranth plant grew.

Would they whisper of the girl,
That locked herself in her room?
That kept breaking things and clawing stuff,
Till everything was in pieces, even the broom.

Would they say she was mad?
Insanity at its worse?
Or take pity on a tortured mind,
And speak of ways to end her curse?

Would they be angered by her deeds?
They themselves covered in her blood,
Will they ever mention the tale of the girl?
Of she who died and the fallen flower bud. 

Maybe never again...

Within my shattered heart,
Lay broken pieces of glass,
Reflecting past loves,
Love that didn't, couldn't, ever last.

After such failure,
After such hurt,
Was it really me?
Or them treating me like dirt...

That little voice,
In the back of my mind,
Keeps replaying everything,
Agonizing moments rewind.

Do not love,
Do not trust,
Is that really the answer?
Or will that turn me to dust?

I looked in the mirror,
I see a girl thats insecure,
Maybe what I couldn't see,
Was a heart that grew bitter.

To everyone else,
I'm a disappointment, a joke,
I had no friends,
Even hated by my folks.

I was trash in the eyes of the world,
But trash wasn't meant to be loved,
Probably I don't even deserve such thing,
Heck, I'm certain hell'd fit me like a glove.