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My heart torn in two,
becoming a double-sided two-way mirror
The crystal ball reflects hate,
but still I travel toward inevitable fate,
and I just cannot ignore my heart's lonely screams

I'm a stupid, stupid girl,
and you didn't always treat me right,
but I knew when I needed someone,
you'd be there with a kiss on the cheek,
and the words:
"hang tough and everything will be alright."

I'm glad you're strong,
you combat my weak,
and I know it's wrong,
but if you called out to me
along the hallway to your bedroom I would creep

<3Dil.

Summertime Approaches.

Oh magnificent sunlight,
drench me in your warm positivity,
take my soul to the place where children never cry,
happiness is the inter-venous drug,
and I was to suckle at it's warm inviting chest

Hearts palpitate in time with the music,
the love song that makes everyone smile,
We dance in this pool of twirling anti-gravity,
No coming down from this incandescent excitement

Come into me entirely,
seep through the pores and give your vitamins,
tint this skin with the components these eyes cannot see,
only the after-math of ODing on your radiance

Nevermore will I accept the darkness,
Just synthetic purity when I can't have you,
then I will look towards your mystery,
don't mind the stench of burning retina,
but blind me to the sadness you don't touch

<3Dil.

Japanese Haiku :)

I decided to write something in japanese, and what more fitting than a haiku!

闇の中
唇冷める
怖い風

この涙
この笑った顔
幸せ輪

出会った夢
未来を探す
血流る

Pronunciation:

yami no naka
kuchibiru sameru
kowai kaze

kono namida
kono waratta kao
shiawase wa

deatta yume
mirai wo sagasu
chi nagareru

Translation:

In the darkness
lips go cold
scary wind

these tears
this face that smiled
the wheel of happiness

a dream met
will search for the future
the blood flows

<3Dil

Taken, Token.

Please let me send a token of my appreciation in place of this heart.
Unwise and unkind words were the alarm clock for my slumber away from clear thought.
So gullible and believable, I know now what I have always.

IQ numbers mean nothing when standing against a pheromone attack on the brain.
Scents triggering an attack on the hormone glands,
hormones hijacked into war fare, numbing reality and lucid perception.
Feelings, nothing but a chemical imbalance.

Your Y can never comprehend our side of nature's puppet play in its master plan.
You want to spread, while we were made for trapping.
The only thing to which we can relate, it doesn't matter which body.
Mother nature drives me to insanity with her constant pull at my insides
Twisting, turning, uncomfortableness and day-dreaming emotions.

But you, my prince, awoke my sleeping beauty into the world of reality.
No more ghastly, ghostly feelings,
Never more to be blinded by sticks and stones.
Only spite born clear head awaken from repetitive history

Shoot the arrow that only pierces and bleeds this heart 'o mine
I choose to hang myself on this cross,
resurrected I will be in familiar territory whose map I can read.
So, take this token, not my heart.

<3Dil

Genuine Lie.

Do I ever make an appearance inside your head when you're alone with your thoughts? What do I whisper to your memories?

My gaze was drawn to that mask, it hid grotesque features so well and made them into a calculated mathematical perfection. I was blind, distracted away from the disconnection at the jaw revealing it as false, I thought those angelic features could never bite, but a darkness hid beneath.I was surprised at the bond so strong that entwined us, as though I had found a new old best friend, partner in crime that knew me so well. If only I had seen it was a camouflaged serpent. You used that to bring the walls down, and then used me for motives that escape me, yet still haunt my curiosities.
You told me you'd fund this revolution, bribed me with your genuine lie, and told me everything would be okay if I just held on to this for you. Now, your hypocrisies stay afloat out there, and your voice is in a far off place, I can hardly hear the echo in this dark, dismal place where basic necessities of human existence are a rarity. I'm left with nothing but a figure of you in my memory, though at the trial I could swear you were present. You were the Judge, you were the Jury, and I fear I will see you again as the Executioner.
I never got even the simplest decency of hearing what sound your vocal chords make, how each syllable rolls off your tongue when you say the word "Goodbye.", though you said it unintentionally so profoundly. Yet, I still find it impossible to utter it myself to that cherub-like face, the mask in my memory.
See you again soon.

<3Dil.

The Book.

I beheld literature of not another tongue,
a perception of no discourse,
unintelligible to myself, unknown to man,
one only thyself may decipher
Maliciousness expressed, I think not,
but, intent only thy heart and the universe shall grasp
Try as I might to disregard,
merely gazing towards that intricate, dazzling script...
A trance induced,
divine sunlight warms these cheeks,
accelerated oxygen floods cells
But, alas, never more
Never more will I glance into that precious book,
never more may I cast an eye on its splendid script
Perhaps words best kept veiled,
or great enlightenment to fulfill
I shall never comprehend,
yet still my mind's eye wanders,
looks towards that book of secrets...
Now, stored safely behind glass

<3 Dil.

Fairy Tales.

From stories of old, it's told:
that warmth of greatness watches, protects,
gleams its bright-eyed smile all over us;
Assuring, re-assuring, it is.
Through these comforts, you walk with peace;
I'll take my own trail, thanks.

Tainted ideas only brought unrest,
a tortured question to the solution;
A drug called happiness, though tough to find,
needn't anything but an image in the mind.

No stop sign on this road,
just a bumpy path I chose not to avoid;
Now I soar towards the Placebo of Oz,
on a horse of another kind.

So what do you say?
Take my hand and go away from I.

<3 Dil.

Unleashed.

Things blockaded away,
Confessions that will never see the light of day;
The light of the tunnel turned blue, and then hid in the aggression that came;
Pandora knew nothing would be the same;
But,
You offered your sweet gift, with evils inside;
Though inviting, reaching toward the prize caused your smile to become unkind;
Though these limbs reached to the ground on vacationing osseous,
I wonder how you can say to me "Stand up" for no other reason than "Just 'cause."
But,
We drove from day to night watching the sunrise in your car,
into the past that should have been but we've already come too far;
The delicate object, that came frozen, shattered from being heated too quickly,
and, your Gordian knot will not come undone, without a sword, I have no key.

<3 Dil.

The Universe Inside Our Skull.

I think the universe is much like the mind. The capacity of it all is incomprehensible. There's no end, always more room to learn and expand, new doors to open. There's always things being brought into existence and then abolished, like memories remembered and forgotten.
What if all things we know and feel are just an imagination of something greater than us?

Just a thought I had, anyways, here's a short poem I wrote:

Fetus of purity, resurrected into temptation;
Mind so vast, alas, stuck in isolation;
Life, I think it's all phantasmagoria;
Here it is again, this repulsive euphoria.

<3 Dil.

Bedtime Story.

What’s the use in trivial matters? When all’s said and done, nothing will remain.

These feelings you feel, though real, are but chemicals in the brain.



Sunlight I look upon, or does it look upon me?

What is up? What is down? Are my thoughts truly free?



Though science cures cancer, prolongs life long run.

It will not postpone the inevitable, the fate of the sun.



Do I hope for hope, or does it come into reality through performace?

Where do I end? Where do you begin? Is it possible to draw the line in existance?



Take power with force from those trivial matters, though impossible it seems.

Face the world with not so much seriousness, but make it the sweetest of dreams.



…Sweet dreams.

<3 Dil.