Would you ever know the feeling,
Of being twisted, over and over.
Much like a string of high-tension cord;
Ready to snap at any moment.
You are barely controlling this swell of emotion.
Keeping it taut, lest it burst from the surface.
A plastic smile serves as your only defense;
Witty banter, to stave off a deeper inquiry.
You hide the signs of your sickness;
Quickly easing the pressure.
Whilst appearing to adjust the suit,
You move through the crowd like a fading wisp.
Rushed, sweating and just barely contained.
You duck into the shadows, so you might breathe again.
-Chen Yuan Wen, Broken World Series, 13th November 2013
I tried to grasp your soul
So I leaned in for a kiss
But your heart is there no more
How can I live like this
You tried to carry the world
But your arms were too weak
I would've help you carry on
We could've been “Beauty and the Freak”
Just like a concrete wall
You wouldn't let love in
But you had a weak spot
A place where you were thin
And when the sky was too sad
We used to watch it cry
You used my shoulders instead
Did as you pleased just for the night
For I believe I can still catch your soul
I will steal another kiss
Until this sadness is no more
Can I be happy like this
So when you were out in the world
As if it was stolen from you
Your heart slowly withers away
And you believe there is nothing to do
Sink into the night and wait for the day
Don’t be confused by what you see
It is as clear as it is
Like love becomes what it has to be
And your life is drained in order to please
Therefore, I will become your light
I’ll shine so bright in the sky
I’ll heal your wounds and say goodnight
I’ll fall to the earth and take your side
So, if you’re burdened by your loneliness
Remember to smile and move on ahead
I’ll do my best to clean up your mess
Then follow your steps until the end
I loved the sun
she wondered if she was a masochist for
loving this boy who obviously
had better things to do like
dying inside.
he sat in his bedroom with a bottle of
advil and wondered
if he should swallow the entire thing
because hatred breeds hatred-
ever since he was bullied in seventh grade
he'd hated himself, he told
her. he'd figured
since they hated him he ought to hate himself.
sometimes he wished things
had turned out differently and
he and the girl could live
happily ever after.
she wondered if he'd be dead
in the morning
if he was dead right now
so she texted him and told him everything.
he wondered how long the girl
had been a masochist
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This is for the Average Artist by WordOfChen, literature
Literature
This is for the Average Artist
It is painful at times,
Seeing those born with skill and talent.
They paint such beautiful things, using the barest of material.
Entire worlds are spun at their fingertips, all from a dot of paint.
I think sometimes, of how nice it must be,
To be able to capture such beauty, within the borders of a page.
To spin a tale from but the smallest of phrases,
To create a fantastic adventure from a mundane experience.
It is painful indeed at times. When I am seated in this room,
Surrounded by the dull hum of failure and regret,
I ask myself, with eyes burning in the mirror,
Am I finally ready to give it all up?
'No!' I say
I will not let it end
I Will Believe That You're Okay... by WordOfChen, literature
Literature
I Will Believe That You're Okay...
If you tell me you're fine,
Then I won't question it.
I won't ask you about the cuts,
Or the bruises.
I'll turn a blind eye to everything...
Instead I'll ask that you join me tonight,
And maybe we'll cook ourselves a little supper.
Maybe you'd like to stay over? It'd be cool!
We'll watch a movie, play a few games.
C'mon you know how much I suck at monster hunter,
Be my wingman--er, lady tonight
And in the morning, let's go for a walk,
There's a huge park just a short distance away.
We could go on one of those nature trail things!
Hell yeah? Hell yeah!
And maybe, after you've had some time to think,
You'll see that things ain't quite a
Perhaps I should confess to you,
That I am trapped within this box of crushing insecurity...
Screaming as I shatter my nails against the wall.
But I'm sure you'll tell me to just smile and wave.