The Skies Have Never Been Greyer

The skies have never been greyer.

I don’t heal from mental scars overnight.

Neither do you.

I overthink small problems and I wither when I make mistakes.

So do you.

It made me smile that we have our own inner demons.

It gave me the realization that I would not be alone.


When two broken hearts get together,

I often dream that they are matches made in heaven.

Because we understand where we’ve been

And why these circumstances made us the way we are.

But in every relationship, it is the furthest thing from paradise.

It won’t be the last time that we’d be walking on thin ice.


You are a sweetheart to me and I won’t forget the way you changed my life.

You’ve inspired me to meet icons whose wealth exceeds my wildest dreams.

You’ve helped me see that they’re human beings just like you and me.

You’ve given me pieces of you to keep me on my feet and explore uncharted territory in Wonderland.

You’ve compelled me to think that you wouldn’t ask for much as long as I said,

“I love you. My life wouldn’t be the same without you.” every night.

You constantly worry you lose me and that nothing in life goes right for you.

I keep trying to do my own thing while battling the sergeants that disagree with my decisions.

Don’t let our fickle position be added to my list of never-ending burdens.


Sometimes I stay the best of friends with people I was fond of before.

I’m never the “love them and leave them” type as long as I’m still on good terms with them

And remind myself that the past is in the past and no one is taking me anywhere.

Not that anyone could anyway as long as I make a living trying to tell nectarines and peaches apart.

Tonight when I talked about it with you, the way I opened up to you was like stepping in a land mine.

I don’t want to keep secrets from you so you wouldn’t fear I’d leave you to drown in a vale of tears.

But I’ll lock them up and throw away the key if I’m put on the spot like this.

Then I wouldn’t let you touch me the way you do now.


I’ve learned many hard lessons from falling in love and interpreting one’s intentions.

One taught me that it’s pointless to disguise odium as empathy.

One taught me that I can never choose what the love of my life gets offended by.

One taught me not to rely too heavily on my other half lest I lose my ability to solve problems.

One taught me not to sacrifice too much when making a commitment.

One taught me that there’s more to life than shotgun weddings and procreation.

One taught me to love who I am before I can give my light to others.

A lost boy who’s a year away from adulthood has given me his by sharing his own disappointments

Yet he still has the heart to resurrect the brotherly side that I had previously lost to a poisonous fable.


I know I want to love

And I want to be loved in return

But I am a free spirit and close friends mean the world to me.

I never see myself as a “give and take” kind of bloke

All because the little things in life are what matters more to me.

Who would want a lover like that?


I am sorry that you feel the way you do, but no matter what the future brings,

I’ll always love you and be indebted to your compassion.

I swear on the grave of my jewel and cousin, I wish you the best in life

Whether I spend mine with you or not.

The skies have never been greyer.

Stolen Image


Eyes closed, daydreaming as the sun rises,
Thinking about the way i felt when my twin died.
She didnt have much to live for, but atleast she tried.
She had soo many chances at LIFE and blew them all.
Life full of opprotunities, but she was afriad to FALL.
She lashed out, acted out, FAUGHT, and rebelled.
Not knowing she was making her bed in HELL!
But she got my RESPECT because if she SHOULD fall,
She would get back up and go 10 times strong.
She was strong as an ox, BRIGHT , and wise.
But she still played those games with great despise.
With REGRETS and mistakes, VIOLENCE and BLISSFULL hate!
My heart bleeded.
Her mouth spoke but her HEART cheated.
"I loved you girl, to me you mean the WORLD, you all I LIVE for, your all I AM"
she said with a smerk.
She made me BLEED hate, my feelings now HURT.
But i replyed with STYLE and RESPECT for DISRESPECT.
"You've had your TIME, sand has all run OUT. It's time for you to GO! And i have to be the one to take you OUT!
But still she SMILED.
She made me SICK!
So i had to do it!
I grabed my gun and a box of BULLETS.
I stood right in front of her with the GUN to her FACE, in my eyes she gazed.
"So this is what it has come to? Down to the bottom? Just ME and YOU?
I said as i aimed the gun closer to her face.
"Take me out before i take you OUT!"
She demanded
I aimed the gun between her eyes ABOVE the nose my GUN right-handed.
She smiled........this EVIL smile of defeat, anger, LOVE, happiness, and DEFEAT.
She didnt think i had the HEART she took my kindness for WEAK.
I got my stance with my feet spread apart.
She had betrayed me, slanderd, vandilized, and demolished my name.
She had to go. It was time for me for ME.
The thought of her winning made me FURIOUS.
She'd thought she'd won. I aimed at her face and COCKED my gun.
She didnt smile anymore. Eyes widened as I SMERKED I pulled the trigger.
I shot until i couldn't shoot anymore.
I laughed as her body shook, trimbled, and watched the blood hit the floor.
She had stopped.
She's Gone.
She grabbed my leg with blood gushing from her mouth.
She struggled to pull me down.
But I wasnt going with her.
I couldnt fight anymore.
I didnt fight, I didnt CARE, she's NOT my real sister.
But just a figment of my IMAGINATION.
She disappeared. I reflected on my LIFE.
This girl people had known was GONE.
She's not ME anymore.
People had grown the HATE, LOVE, and ADORE,
Was not me, not the real me, But was nothing more than a reflection of my LIFE.
A reminder of what I could have BEEN.


Author's Notes/Comments: 

A creative writing assignment.

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He'd dreamt of flaying off his bubbling surface-self,
so that the hardened truth beneath it would show bright.
But given time and enough insight - despite his thick hide,
he saw to his center, through all of the layered meat, and
was disappointed to find the same sort of ugliness
rearing to meet him, gaze against gaze:
a consciousness peering into a vaccum.

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