The beautiful Smile.
A MaskA Mask
I always smile.
I always laugh.
I'm always happy.
At least that's what I show.
All they see is but a mask
I never take it off
I always wear it,
For to live we must smile,
But I cannot
I cannot smile,
I always suffer inside
Everyday my heart breaks little by little.
While the other around me are unaware
That I am suffering
How can I smile?
How can I laugh?
How can I be happy?
I made this mask.
Forged out of the agony and tears that I shed.
I made a mask for others to see.
I made it so that's others will never see me.
The true me.
The me that's suffers
The me that is buried in darkness.
I wear that mask.
For one day
I hope I can take it off
And truly smile without the mask
But for now I wear it.
Hoping for that blissful dream to come true.
Why am i alive?Why am i alive?
I ask myself this everyday.
Sometimes i answer it.
But a few hours later, I take it back.
Why am i alive?
Will I ever answer this question?
I hope i can one day.
Before its to late.
My Final FarewellMy Final Farewell
I want to say one thing,
Just one thing before I leave.
I love you.
I lived for you.
As you lived for me.
But when I go you will suffer.
So this will be my final farewell to you.
I LOVE YOU!!
Farewell my love.
I will never forget,
Even when you forget me.
For when you wake up,
I will no longer be here.
No LieNo Lie
I love you so much, I can die.
The pain in my heart, it beats so fast for you.
Thump, thump my heart goes, it's no lie.
My once old heart that I resented is now new.
All thanks to you, I am happy.
When I see you, feel you, I know.
My love is pure; yea what I say is sappy.
But it's the truth, my love is no show.
I truly do love you, it's true.
No matter what others say, please?
I'm not good at this, I have no clue.
But my heart does not lie, so this may be a breeze.
Just believe in my undeniable words of love.
I love you, I truly do, and I'll repeat a thousand times over and follow you to the heavens above.
The Enemy Inside of YouThe Enemy Inside of You
I am the one you fear most.
I am the one who puts you in agony.
I am the despair in your life.
I am you.
I bound you to me through the chain of your life.
You are a caged bird imprisoned in me.
You can never escape me the way you are now.
Always afraid, always scared of what if,
Always in agony and in despair of not doing anything.
Always alone facing these problems that needlessly worry you.
Suffering for no reason is the same as slowly and painfully, killing yourself.
Slow and painful, is that what one wishes for?
You can never escape me unless you conquer me, until you destroy me.
I know you well, you hate me, loath me, and I know you wish to destroy me.
So don't be afraid, stand up to me and conquer me,
Destroy me with your power.
And truly become free.
Village Hidden Behind the MoonThe sky is illuminated by the moon, revealing the dark red color that stains the earth.
The lives of many ninja abruptly end on this night of Nightmare.
In the village hidden in the leaves, the hokage sent team Yamato on simple mission, to deliver a peace agreement regarding village destruction on the borders of the land of fire and the land of wind. The members of team Yamato comprised of Yamato, Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke. They immediately set off on their mission that day. The peace agreement was to be delivered to the Kazekage, of the village hidden in the Sand. It will take Team Yamato 3 days and 3 nights to reach the hidden sand village. Two days on the journey Yamato orders the team to rest for the night for they will arrive at the dessert tomorrow and wants them to rest for its journey. Yamato used his wood style nin-jutsu to build a house for them to sleep in, and Sasuke builds a fire and has everyone gather around to explain the detail
I Write I write.
Not for attention,
Not for money.
Not for any prize.
Not for the world,
To see what I can do.
For the happiness I find.
Without the written word,
Who would I be?
Silly GirlSilly girl,
Whose eyes rain crystals,
Why do you wish to heal?
Do you not understand the beauty
Of your ability to feel?
Whose grin’s so bright,
Why do you wish to change?
A soul with no emotion
Would appear to be quite strange.
Whose face is dull,
Why do you live this myth?
You choose to be a shadow,
Smashing daisies with your fist.
With wounds and scars,
Why have you chosen this death?
No, sinking into your own grave
Would be better than such regret.
You’ve started to feel,
Just recently you’ve started to cry.
You’ve been down this path again and again,
With a pain you’re designed to deny.
Whose eyes rain crystals,
Why do you wish to heal?
Do you not remember the torture
Of being unable to feel?
That I am not myself
I am the faceless waste of my influences
That I obey the media like a god
And society like a saint
That I am one of the crowd
I do what is expected
What is wanted and what is told
Even when I know it is wrong
That I cannot think
I am a walking machine
That has given up freedom and thought
For the sake of a simpler life
That I hate based on color
On sex and religion
Unless it is popular
To say I love instead
That I am a murderer
A thief and a scoundrel
I witnessed the greatest crimes of our time
And stood by in silent admiration
That I hated because they told me to
I killed because I wanted to
And lied because I could
But worse, I let others do the same
That I'd do anything they'd allow
And everything they'd want
That I prefer to hate myself
Then for them to hate me
All this I confess
My PTSDMy PTSD
I am not a soldier, only a fighter; a dancer.
I've never picked up a gun before and the only war I've fought is internal; a monster.
The monster of PTSD hunts me down as well, a losing battle.
Any free moment, I feel PTSD tapping on my shoulder, ready to dance its terrible salsa with me.
If I reject, it becomes a waltz; slow and painful like a shot to the heart.
As the music plays on, PTSD spins me back into the past, showing me memories I long to forget.
It starts slow, spinning me till I'm numb and cold, no feeling left for me.
Dipping me with the flashbacks, making me lash out at the surrounding people dancing through life.
Slow whispers instructing me to be ashamed, to feel lonely in this crowded room as we step on.
You only need me it says, do not trust the loud room, relive the bad with me.
Dancing through the night, the perfume of fear's aroma floating around us.
It finally bows to me, telling me to watch my back as I go, to always be on alert.
I breathe and