olivia helmes

A burst of liquid made way for pain
Rhythmic in its pattern
Father father she screamed
Of that day ever since its happening I have dreamed
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in lifeless death there awaits nothing
yet in deathless life many possibilities dwell
deaths sharp kiss has befallen you
you have eternity, lest tragedy approaches you, to explore
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mama and daddy told me my body was precious
everyone else thought so too
mamma and daddy taught me right from wrong
everyone else taught me how to beat the rules
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a little girl is walking through the world awake but not aware
seeing drugs, rape, abuse but what should she care
things going on everyday she sees them but then she doesn't
she sees the faces but not the person
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enemies remorse is given
debts payed in full
flowers from the mourners
Im stuck here all alone
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Blue is the mood i wear today
the cause tag bears your name
your going away but you cant help it
taking my breathe away cant you stay
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ln life in death
there is a secret to pain and success
because without one there will be no other
its just like having time to think without time to ponder
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clarity overidden by confusion
no time to keep up illusions
the mask are coming off
true colors shining through
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Im stuck in this patchwork life
cant break free from the mold halding me in
Im Jello
I just wobble but never run on my words
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Portraits of past hang on memories wall
laughter knaws at future's door
everything lies within my house
down to the coincidental floor
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Pandoras box was opened and in bedlam they rushed out
a cornucopian of pigemtns assured
mechanisms always present grinding underneath their exterior
names versatile
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seedless fruits of love lay in my courtyard
past and present blend into a chaotic fog to disguise my view
a lake of uncertainty and a ship of fear keep me from my happiness
if it wasnt for these my divine blossom i would hold you
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Fading into the shades of reality
Becoming fantasies ghost
Adhering myself to loners wall
In pains fountain you drink your sorrows
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ring around the rosie
bodies piled up in town square
pocket full of posies
touch the sick if you dare
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9 months never came
no joyous cries
only blood and pain
someone always has to die
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on this darkest night I find my lightest light
An uncertainty to purity, but faithful always
Forever in the shadows we must remain
My treasure, my jewel and I
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a life untold will expire and die out
left out in the rain, cold, back in black and white
this not who they are it’s who they’ve been
everyone watching as the youth of our nation cuts out every hope
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we’re here to help that’s what they said
but they only said it because they didn’t want blood on their hands
I wish I had known better than to trust people who only make things worse
because now my next ride will be in a hearse
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twisted, beaten, tortured
given no time to recover from the previous blow
awareness is sharpened sadness deepened
no time ot reap the tears of hope they sewed
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