BrainBlister

May Sun was born on a hot June day But the sun of June didn't fit her name Because all that blossoms is most vivid in May May Sun went up the river young No paddle, no stick, nor strength in the wrist to wade And the rapids which pulled did not wield a field of golden oats Rather it revealed a jungle of rotted trees and spiky vines But she held her chin up and gave this go the best she could May Sun made it back to where it all began Back to what she once named home But it was no longer housed heart Memories of family like empty shadows on the wall So May Sun made a wrong left turn for comfort Now the shadows were poltergiest Not a one willing to except even bad mistakes could be undone So she yell out, 'Help! All I want is love!' But love was hidden Now out in a desert's warm day and frozen night May Sun still looks for that hiding spot And you know what? I hope that spot hugs her someday

The winters they chill The summers they cook Dishonesty and manipulation he spoke The floors are cluttered The time chips away at my soul This place is stained with my tears of a fool Because a clown is too generous Yes this place seems so hopeless So why is it that she would be here? In a place where darkness reign how can her light shine? When words exchanged must be decoded why does your hi shake me to the bone? You are unreal but you are so true Just who was that faceless he in the vehicle with you? Be nice to me, well that must be what you're paid to do Still a part of me wants to believe in a white lie life Where if you hadn't been where darkness reign Maybe something more could've came But we are where darkness thrive And so you are just another tear of a fool to fall Because a clown is too generous

It was nights like this that (name) wished that someone would just knock her out. Hours ticked by and all she could do was stare blankly at the ceiling. How she wanted to sleep so bad but that seemed ironically like a dream itself at this moment in time. What was one to do on a night where they felt so much dread that they couldn't sleep? (Name)'s answer to this was to think about all the things she did wrong that day. Even if that brought he more dread at the end of the day. She couldn't help it though. It was as if she had an imp on her shoulder all the time that only spoke when her head hit her pillow. The current reminder the imp had whispered to her was an interaction (name) had with Mammon earlier. The whole story had begun at the start of that week. (Name) had almost always been a melancholy girl. Even if most didn't see it. They were charmed by her smile and laugh, even though that was something that SHE couldn't see. It was a situation of false impressions all

Norman Joe was a kind man A strong man, a peaceful man He owned top notch stuff But he wasn't greedy He had the best job But he wasn't boastful And he was perfect Kat Rina was a lovely woman inside and out She had the best home But she stayed humble She had the best skill But she never showed off And she was perfect The day the worlds of Norm and Kat collided was a day of excellence They mixed like flour and Milk A couple that could make a sugar cookie They went on the best dates The best vacations They never argued They had a fairytale wedding They raised good, successful children And they were perfect A wise old being, whose name no one can recall, existed It was neither male or female, in between or both It saw when all was created It stuck around after the credits to see the end Knowledge of everything it had But it was not perfect Reaching out to the couple with a whisper Not on the winds but through the radio when it was turned off It told, "You are not perfect Such a thing

What is your favorite color? Is it green, yellow, cerulean? Blue, pink, orange with accents of lilac? Personally for me it's red Not because it's passion Not because it matches a beautiful rose Nor the sight of a sweet strawberry For me red leaks down my thighs when I bleed Did I fall and hurt myself? Kitty cat scratches? Maybe scraped by a branch? The true answer lay within the glimmer of my blade Watching it shine across my leg as it splits apart my skin That was all the comfort I had until you came along With a caring voice she said "Mar, no more red for you." Shoving Band-Aids on my doorstep "You wanted me to heal your owwies, right?" You were kind, you wanted to help But I wasn't understanding I spoke a different language I walked a different land In a different reality at a different time 'No, there's no way care like this exists in my reality.'I though And it was true, but I needed to come back to Earth This was a thing that only happened in a long run Still continuing to cut

There was a boy who was born into wealth He was the fattest, hungriest boy around town Fed with the silver spoon which was his birth right On a diet which was unusual He ate homes, cars, and planes He ate hardwood floors, oak furniture, and king sized beds for one He ate thousand dollar televisions, computers, and the latest from Apple He ate designer clothes, expensive colognes, and high class decor The one thing he has never gotten to eat was a stereo system with a boosted bass So he went to the store with the neon open sign which never turned off Before he could go in to consume a scruffy man stood before him He was asking for a dollar for bread, which the fattest boy around town declined with a sneer He'll take my money to get high on He's taking it as part of a scam, his Mercedes is parked around the corner I'll bet He can't just think he can take from me Passing the scruffy man toward the neon glow, because he needed the one thing he's never gotten to eat The stereo system with

It was a warm Autumn afternoon when you had came to me With you you brought words of optimism, however delivered in an aggressive tone Something come to be expected of you "Son", You said "When the snow on top of the mountain melts all will return to normal" With those words freshly in my mind you said goodbye I watched the mountains with hope I waited until it was cold and colder and coldest But then I grew weary However I foolishly, perhaps, held out Because it was December and maybe... "After the coldest day", I entertained "When the ground shimmers like crystal and when the when the wind blows it bites When humans bundle up in armor against elements and the strays freeze to death when it's time for all to wonder when the bitter will come to an end Around the bend on a January day will come a January thaw." So with renewed hope I stole more patience Imagine the stars in my eyes when what I had foreseen came true I woke up in darkness, thinking to see the ordinary But when I opened

A confident man signs his name without thought Ain't he the one to lose his pride the fastest? It takes one tap to knock him on his ass One shove to smack his world into reality When he's the one who's been artificial Needle made, doctor diagnosed, bargain bin mna You know he must be disciplined for saying he's a man Scolding tone "Is this your name?" Send him right back to sign what is true Black marker erase what he originally wrote Replace with the name of that woman he knew from so long ago It's his name, he knows, but what other man has to face such uncomfortable reality The reality in which he questions if he's a delusional woman A rose is not a rose by any other name if that rose is enchanted to decay Decay away at the utterance of such an ugly name of an ugly person But if she is me and me is he then who wins? Biology, it's always the winner So black him out much like his name Laugh at him powers that be Revert back to that she And cast aside him into the deep He'll fade away