Submissions by xchiclitx (Hailey Rye)

mad cheaters in the game of cards,

and clearly you keep winning.

they announce to us the winner;

and by them, you just stand, sitting.

for you get just what you want, in the naive position of man.

no step to try so hard. you get lost shells inside the sand.

never amused by your shows, consider stupid just to see..

but less stupid then the right i gave, to you, in winning me.

another score-

applause.

you got me.

slaves-
walking alone in the night.
trying to find their way back home.
- a place they've never known.
beating sun shines down.
blood shot eyes in fear.
fear of losing and giving up.
the moon captures the deepest part in the heart.
trail-
leading to the broken tree.
twisted feet with shackles;
bound by mental minds.
light wont come to dark,
in this endless fight to freedom.
come over to the bitter shade.
 -oh so bitter they have made.
in my arms you'll be safe.
 in my arms-
you will stand.

Afar, there stands a mortal blonde.
  amist thy summer’s magic wand.
A touch, thy hand can only take.
  though heart that hand can surely break.
Love risin’ from a shielding youth.
  to bliss the eyes of unborn truth.
through wondering eyes of purely grace
  ‘tis honey amist thy yondering taste.
life’s rarest gold upon thy gaze.
  a queen thy love can only praise.
Blessed be that new fond light,
  shown to thee in the jealous night.
A sparkle of a special kind.
  I knew right there, that gold was mine.

lost.
confusion seeping in the blood.
- rush.
however calm and interested;
consumed by curiosity and silence.
a hint of fear involved.
my watchful eyes, seated in the back.
smoke.
puffed in the air.
his lips press mine.
the taste of weed
out.
walking in the bitter frost of open air;
he grabs my hand and we walk...
down the stairs-
darkness
beating heart erases all the silence.
deep.
thoughts consumed the brain as the bed grabbed the action.
heavy breaths from two souls.
cant...
too late....