HER PERSPECTIVE
He looks so carefree. It's almost as if the wind follows his directions and makes sure his hair is perfect. He's got a sharp jawline that could cut diamonds. He's always with his friends, the center of attention as if he's a supreme god. I don't blame them cause I feel the same too. He seems smart but covers up his intelligence when he's with his so-called friends. They make him hide his soft rose interior with barbed...

"And the worst part is that it could always be worse, that there is always going to be an even more twisted and contorted version of an already crappy situation... It just sucks and is fucking wrong."

-R.A

Hi my crazy and angry sister! How are you? I know this is a very silly question but I hope you are doing well. I know you will never ask me how am I, after such a big fight with me. But still I want to tell you one thing that when you fight with me you exactly look like an angry bird. Sorry, sorry, don't get too angry, actually this thought has been on my mind for a very...

The road stretched and winded like a slithering snake, the road contrasting greatly to the landscape which surrounded it from both sides. However the road contained a sort of direction and remoteness, being the only road for miles.

The asphalt shades grinned at the sun, but the shine was dwarfed by the sheer beauty of the surroundings.

Shall the water tide, be near?
close enough to hear
the water warring against the sand?
A small natural symphony, be white noise band.

Leave the moon to stay afloat
on a magic, waterless boat,
see the cool liquid, drip down, down, 
onto a bigger body, bigger than the air coat. 

May the golden, orange sky stay still, 
light gliding down the mountain hill, 
simmer, sizzle all path it covers
with beauty, glimmer, and more to discover. 

Flatly, back to back...

Lives of kids—so young lost
essence of joy, and future floating out of a inanimate body
because of a pierce,
sent directly from hatred. 

Families ruined, 
falling down the spy-glass of despair, 
dripped with the dried blood of their child.

One day, they were saying goodbye for just a school day,
the next goodbye for eternity. 
After waiting hours, upon deafening time for the fate of their beloved,
To get news, that is a matter of life and death. 

The...

Regret
The tears fall from terror taking my tragic
Soul to teach a lesson to the tactless villans of
Today without remorse for the tragedy
I have witnessed
Never will I be same after I was slain by 
The knife of disdain on this wretched day
Always wished to get away from the pain
But never given the same as I pay
The power of death hangs over my head
Like a knife about to slit by I never get ...

Mirror 
By: Olivia
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Do you see the beauty that you hold?
Or maybe of your soul?
Do you see your beauty?
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Do you see the invisible scars?
The ones that cut so deep they still sting with a slicing sensation that is scary?
Do you see your pain?
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Do you...

HER PERSPECTIVE
He looks so carefree. It's almost as if the wind follows his directions and makes sure his hair is perfect. He's got a sharp jawline that could cut diamonds. He's always with his friends, the center of attention as if he's a supreme god. I don't blame them cause I feel the same too. He seems smart but covers up his intelligence when he's with his so-called friends. They make him hide his soft rose interior with barbed...

"And the worst part is that it could always be worse, that there is always going to be an even more twisted and contorted version of an already crappy situation... It just sucks and is fucking wrong."

-R.A

Hi my crazy and angry sister! How are you? I know this is a very silly question but I hope you are doing well. I know you will never ask me how am I, after such a big fight with me. But still I want to tell you one thing that when you fight with me you exactly look like an angry bird. Sorry, sorry, don't get too angry, actually this thought has been on my mind for a very...

The road stretched and winded like a slithering snake, the road contrasting greatly to the landscape which surrounded it from both sides. However the road contained a sort of direction and remoteness, being the only road for miles.

The asphalt shades grinned at the sun, but the shine was dwarfed by the sheer beauty of the surroundings.

Regret
The tears fall from terror taking my tragic
Soul to teach a lesson to the tactless villans of
Today without remorse for the tragedy
I have witnessed
Never will I be same after I was slain by 
The knife of disdain on this wretched day
Always wished to get away from the pain
But never given the same as I pay
The power of death hangs over my head
Like a knife about to slit by I never get ...

Mirror 
By: Olivia
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Do you see the beauty that you hold?
Or maybe of your soul?
Do you see your beauty?
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Do you see the invisible scars?
The ones that cut so deep they still sting with a slicing sensation that is scary?
Do you see your pain?
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Do you...

Dead phone battery
8 ours since you talked to me
Is this how love is supposed to be?

Oh, I need you like air to breathe
And deep down inside I'm so scared you'll leave
Insecurity says you're too good for me
Now I'm falling down the rabbit hole in the tree

You're so pretty it hurts
And I never can express it through these empty words
So I'll stare from afar, lucky pennies in the jar
Hasn't anybody told...

Paper cuts, paper thin apologies
As you rip it all to shreds
My heart is bleeding red 
Again
Tear the sails, tear the sheets
A deck of cards you fold
Too much for you to hold
Again

I know it's immature
But I pray for things to be the way they were

When we were high up in the clouds
Lowering the expectations
All eyes watching from the ground
Returning to our stations
My brain is set on what will...

Your stupid chuckle, yeah it gets me every time
And I count down the minutes till you're here
This strange emotion, it's something that I'm loving
But on the other hand, it's something that I fear

I was looking in your eyes
Pulled to you with a string
Then I see the dimples
And forget everything

It's not fair
The way the wind rustles through your hair
I swear, when God made you He took extra time and care
It...