Young Writers Society

I'm a bit late to the party but I guess I'm here now? I'm not sure how consistent I'd be able to post, but at least I still get to practice.

So hey guys, welcome to my NaPoWriMo thread!

4/02/2016

I.
When the silence has become unbearable;
when then the future seems too dim;
when what's sustaining you is a kingdom of memories...

Maybe it's time to move on.

Quit trying to hold all this
multicolored crystal sand
because eventually they'll fly away
through the crevices in your hand.


II.
I am the princess,
The future Queen of Ruins.
The glorious empire has fallen
Due to the tempest of your soul.


III.
You try to protest -- to win me over
But that won't work
You've lost me in the trail of your storm.

You are not the benevolent punisher.
You are not Prospero.
And I most definitely am not Miranda.

4/03/2016

I.
Just try to do it:
shatter me
cut your knuckles along my sharp edges
and smear your blood on my cracks and surface

break me, tear me apart
erase who I am and who I was
deny my autonomy
and leave me in pieces

but no matter how much you try,
I will still be here
and just like a broken mirror
I'll only have more sides of you to reflect.

So go ahead:
Shatter me.

[if you ruin me,
you'll ruin yourself too]

4/04/2016

I.
Stay away from me,
I am not the legendary hero
that came to save you.

I am not the innocent butterfly
whose vibrant wings
remind you of jewels.

I am the storm
that randomly ravages
the beautiful cities of earth;

I am the tsunami
that have caused numerous
death and destruction.

However, despite who I am
and the reign of my chaos
I know one thing for sure:

I still love you.

I can't move towards you,
too scared that I might cause
you to break and drown,

so I'll continue to love you
in the way the sky
loves the earth.

I'll stay from a distance
and attempt to cover you
from the harsh rays of the sun,

I'll quietly bring out the rain
to sustain what matters to you
and relieve you of thirst,

I'll ask the birds in my domain
to come down and sing for you
what the moon sings for the stars.

I'll only be able to love you in that way
for if I try to reach out,
I might be the tornado that tears you apart.

[I know it's silly -- that my thoughts are a mess
but I'm still tortured by my insecurities,
and you're one of those whom I want to keep safe]

II.
There's all these voices
going round and round
inside my head
asking me to disappear.

I get lost in them
listen to them at times, even
enticed that maybe
these strange thoughts were right

but despite the hurricane
and bombardment of these
messy and creepy sounds,
came a tiny and clear voice

it told me to hold on
that nothing was over,
that there was it and
there was everyone else

it told me of bright
future days to come
of dreams that are yet
to come true

it reminded me of rolling clouds
painted across the deep
sea of red and yellow
and the twinkling lights at dark

and then I realized,
after closing my eyes
to try to hear it more closely...
that the voice was yours.

[you help keep me sane
despite the madness of my world]

4/05/2016

I.
Where are you in these
webs of interwoven lies?
Can you still hear my voice,
muffled beneath all these spiders?

Can you still see me
as who I am, and not
who they tell you
to perceive me as?

Am I still the person whom you
come to when you need to cry
or I'm now the source
of your sadness and spite?

Am I still the friend
you met in years that have passed,
the one you've danced
and sang along with?

Or am I now the hidden savage
that goes against what is
honest, peaceful, and right?
Have memories of me been turned to ash?

Try to close your eyes
and search for my voice
in this maze of
new-found chaos

I'm not sure
who you perceive me as now
but try to listen
and hear my side.

[there's always two sides
in this complicated earth]

II.
I want to run away,
to let the wind be the wings of my feet
but your shade continues
to follow me wherever I go.

Even when I cower and hide;
squeeze myself in crevices
in the brighter parts of my mind
your shadow continues to loom over me

You continue to haunt me in my dreams
not merely as a shade, but as a wonderful illusion
and I'm afraid of that -- of you
because I know you'll pass through my fingers

I know that you'll disappear
or disintegrate into small orbs of light
and I'll be left with nothing more
but memories of you that'll keep me awake at night

You were never Polaris
or the fireflies in the grassy plains
but you were the nightlight
that kept my monsters away

except now, I'm scared of you
and I want to run away from thoughts of you
because the roles have reversed
you've become the monster that kills me quietly.

4/06/2016

I.
There’s a tension hanging over the air
too many words I fail to speak
I’ve shivering lips and frozen fingers
yet I remain out of reach

I’m losing myself,
losing my mind
forgetting where I am
and those I’ve left behind

maybe if I held the torch high enough
maybe if I held it long enough
I wouldn’t be in these crossroads
I wouldn’t be in these long and winding paths

each take me to places I’d rather not go
places I’ve been through
yet tried so hard to break out from
places buried deep in my memory to try to move on

but I guess that’s where
I made the mistake
I shouldn’t have dug them deep
I should’ve let them haunt me in my sleep

maybe then I wouldn’t be so scared
maybe then I would have actually be able to run
maybe I won’t have to deny that intimacy
isn’t really wrong

maybe our personified dreams
are just a bit too surreal
but what remains in me
are images long gone

feelings long gone.

[even the multicolored sea of light
in the dark canvas of the sky
are reminders of the dead
and of days that have gone by]

4/07/2016

I.
I remember the days
when being in the ocean
and swimming in its waters
meant harmless fun

I remember when we used to
dive deep and see who could
collect the most seashells
and compare whose was prettiest

I remember the cold
swimming along my skin
as I watch you glide
amidst the reflection of fireworks

but under this moonlight,
sad tunes fill the air
as lonely insects and sharp whooshes of the wind
cut through the deserted space

beneath the surface
the water felt freezing on my skin
and everything was just
various shades of the darkest hues

but then I see you in the emptiness
and joy replaced the blood in my veins
so I swim despite the tightness in my chest
to reach out and hold you close

but then you pass through my fingers
and then I remembered
once your afterimage silently disappeared
that the currents have already taken you away from me.