Jynx-Tsilevon

    Stand in the Place You are    Let the World Wash Past    It is nothing but broken promises—    It is nothing but ash.    Stand in the Place You are    Let the Stars Blink Out    They are nothing but lies and deceptions    They are nothing but doubt.    Stand in the Place You are    Let the Hearts Finally Cease    So that You are Eternal    So that You can be at Peace.

Raindrops keep falling on the heads of semi-important dignitaries who have nothing better to do than line up at doors like cattle. I don't know.            I just show up. Take notes.           and erase. Mistakes waste space but show we are human

Dear Aristocrat They asked me how I did it— held on for so long to this fanciful idealization of this relationship. —held on to us. And looking back I cannot say why, other than I loved you. I hoped you could change And love me too. And maybe you did (maybe you do). Maybe you loved and always loved… Mom…and Brother…and Sister… and…me Even as they left you… Divorce…Miles apart…Hospital… and me I stayed. Didn’t you…notice? Or were you too busy driving everyone away? I stayed. I held on to a pretty little lie. Because it was the truth once. You

It comes the time when one must stand, although it pains one so. For it would be so simple to return to delusions of long ago. I am not brave nor eloquent. My words, if spoken, lack meaning. And yet, as the wind blows, I state my mind, in hopes that someone can hear. And yet, as the wind blows, I know that none will listen to what I hold dear. For I am not brave, nor eloquent. My words, for certain, should be left unsaid. I used to believe that all was well. The world made of sunshine and bright. And was shocked to learn- embarrassingly so- that when the sun sets there is night. For I am not brave, nor eloquent. My words, I know, cann

Dear William Blake I apologize. We cannot read as with your eyes. Your poems all can mean a lot, or very little, true meaning forgot. But do we read Too much from words? And make so much more out of what we’ve heard? Or do I make the mistake in the words that I write? For do I lack the meaning like your Tyger in the night? The blade of art pierces so. There is so much we want to but Cannot know.

I believe no one looks you in the eye. For if they did, they'd see as I and wonder when you passed. I did. I do. Wonder where you've gone— And how it is you went. As they're all looking forward, I am looking back. I know you died some time ago. Wasn't I quite small? I'd only just met you, but in your eyes, you know. There was nothing left. Your smile was quite friendly, your laugh filled with warmth but your eyes were cold and hollow. Your eyes, your eyes. I remember your eyes. Bright in their cobweb stare, with all the darkness and hate trapped there. You gave the Devil a run for his fright. No monster, no boogie man, n

Possible Spoilers for Last Arrival and Thirteen. Before I met many of the fantastic people I know now, I was freshman in high school and I had five friends. Although that has no relevance to anything, it seemed like a good way to start this. Because, in all honesty, Alyss was born my freshman year of high school. Back then, however, her name was not Alyss and she didn't have an almost obsessive love of the color blue. In fact, back then, she wasn't even my character. The original Alyss came from the book Milia 18 by Leon Uris.  A book I love despite the raging love story, multiple feelings of wanting to punch the main character in the fac

The girl sitting next to me has a beautiful smile. I want to get up and tell her but I'm too nervous. I am, in fact, a perfect stranger. One of 40,000 here. I wonder if she notices when I look up to see if she's smiling again. She watches people who walk by too. That's why I caught her smiling the first time. I think she saw someone do something funny. I wish society didn't deem it strange for one girl to call another girl beautiful. Maybe then I could have gone up and told her. Instead of just writing about it… "Um...this may sound…weird…strange…but…you have a really pretty smile…" I don't even know how I