No Hullabaloo on the Moon

No Hullabaloo on the Moon - By e.c.

This book of poetry is written by me (e.c.). These poems are in the order i have written them. Enjoy

Words

the words circle through the air

they're sharp and sting like a

bug bite on my heart

do they know what they're saying?

do they care about feelings?

all i am is a compilation of words

composed by ignorant shells

of a person

~

Unnoticed Changes

the needle pierces the vein

the pills fall down your throat

the meal goes down the drain

but the heart hurts the most

these are all unnoticed changes

that happen in your room

when no one knew your choices

could effect what they

thought of you

the torture and self hate

had to have been strong

otherwise, who the hell

do you think

would have thought life

could go wrong

they all said it was something

but they weren't sure what

and who are the ' they '

i speak of?

i hope you'll never find out

~

Better World

have you ever looked at an object and stared at it just right to see the reflection of what is behind you?

The window behind you is different, the table is facing the wrong way, the pictures on the wall are backwards.

That's the other world, the better world.

the better world has everything you have, even someone who looks like you!

That other you is very happy. After all... she just has to copy what you do whenever you look in the mirror.

The better world seems perfect. Just happiness and you.

but sometimes the other world gets twisted.

when you look in the mirror with tear stained cheeks your doppelgänger must do the same. When a chair is moved the chair in the other world must move too.

but if you concentrate on yourself and your room in the mirror you may just see the imperfections the better world tries to hide.

you're reflection blinks but you don't, a curtain in your room is pulled back but in reality it's down.

but that's ok with you. you want the better world.

~

Defined

"you are just a sinner," said the man.

"I can't help it if you don't understand."

"You damage your body, that punctures your soul."

"I'm not even a christian... how would i know. As far as I'm concerned you don't know hurt. "

The man stepped forward and looked into my eyes.

"Look young man, your decisions aren't great. Wounding your skin can't do a damn thing."

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't know. A hypocrite like you sure cares to know"

~

Messed Up

"You're messed up. You ruin everything."

The only messed up i want to be is the kind of messed up you get when you drink to much. Or the kind of messed up you get when you get high. No more fucking things up, Just getting fucked.

~

Special Breeze

the breeze was cold

but it was just right, blowing

through my hair, making me feel

special... like the wind was only hitting me.

The grass was still green but

leaves crumpled on the ground

brought the feeling of fall

~

Understanding

it could take a life time for me to understand why you continue to be friends with me.

You spend more time with your enemies than you spend with your best friends.

You call me names and ignore me but act like nothing is wrong in person.

You tell me who I can and can't be friends with.

You get bullied and so do I but you tell me that my situation isn't as bad as yours.

It could take me a lifetime to understand why you continue to be friends with me.

~

Kind

I sat in class and got made fun of.

I sat on the bus and got made fun of, I even got tripped.

I played in gym class and got made fun of.

" Stupid bitch! You're emo! Why are you so goth?"

Kindness can go further than you think. Please be kind. Please.

~

You

I saw the moon in your eyes,

and the stars in your smile.

If i was to wish apon your smile I would wish for your tan skin, like the night sky to be brushing against mine.

I simply... want you.

but you are as far away as the moon in your eyes is.

~

Night & Day

You were so alive

and i was so dead

that i killed the flowers

and you brought

them back

~

Unfinished

This poem will

never be finished

just like my love

for you.

This poem will

never be finished

until the day you say

'i love you'

But then that will create

a whole new poem

that never be finished

until we say adu