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do not tell me i am not brokeni need people to stop telling me
that i am not broken
that i am not cracked open and spilling
out of the shell they created for me
the shell that clings and suffocates me
i need them to stop saying that
they'll fix the splits
that they'll fill them in with concrete
and make it better
because i am drowning in people
who think that they are supportive
that think i am theirs to mold and shape
i am not a vase, i am broken china
smashing against the ground over and over
in frustration because i cannot be the kind
of beautiful that you want to be
you cannot paint over me and expect
the sharp tongue and the hard eyes
to go away
i am broken
i am spilling out
i am ripping my way through membrane
and shell to find light so that i can breathe
in something other than lies
and i am afraid, i am so afraid
of a world where nothing holds me in
where it is only me
where i am free to move my arms and legs
to dance, to sing, to speak out
but i need it
i need to feel a wind that isn't your
harsh breath do
no more heroeschances
are no longer
we advance upon,
they are now
in which our choices
are to blame--
with only the needs of
others to propel them
into their roles,
their destinies unrealized
we are all
into the realness
of our lives.
Stone and light. Sometimes I am stone,
as if the same all the way through.
Other times I am light,
as if made of only what I have touched.
Transformers: We Came in WarTransformers: We Came in War
Setting: Sometime during the Bay films
Characters: Optimus Prime
We came to this planet because ours was gone.
The quest for power consumed our home. The need for domination destroyed us. Still we live, and yet there is a piece in each of us that has been decimated forever. We will never recover what we have lost.
I look down upon this planet, and I wonder why we try.
It is evident by now that we have lost the capacity for peace. War follows in our wake. We came to retrieve the AllSpark, which has long since been lost, and we are still here. All that came of attempting to revive our planet was the relocation of the war from our planet of death to this planet of life. There is so much life on this planet. All of it we have sworn to protect. This is the promise we have made to them. But the promise would not need to have been made if we had never co
AndromedaAmongst the darkened skies
Brightened by only starlight
Field & Sea.
Gravity is only an afterthought
Hilltops become ladders into the sky while
Inferior planets stare down upon the Earth
Jealous of such simplicity yet contemplating grandeur.
Keppler only thought of science
Linear, elliptical, movement…
Mythology had no such thoughts
Neptune & Nebulas both inhabit space
Orbiting across the lonely darkness
Probably never worried about mundane things
Questioning their existence
Right now or for all eternity such as us.
Shooting stars make us joyful while
Terminator is an otherworldly spectacle
Unknown to all those hidden in their houses
Various stars await us outside
Waiting to play like we did before
Xenagogue & inviting
Youthful but ancient curiosities.
Zenith induced euphoria continues until daylight…
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