What comes to mind.

Sit. Come. Stay. Go. No.
I can't understand why I'm so happy.
Does it matter?

because neither can you.
We polished our souls with hate.
One last time.
Take this water and wash you slate clean.
 Take this remote and press rewind.

Write. Dream. Color. Draw. Trace.
I don't know where this is going.
but, it doesn't matter.
Because neither do you.
No reason to not continue.
So many reasons to stop.


Points. Reasons. Drafts. Example.
Yes. That's it that's what I was saying.
Was it?
I never censored. Did I?
get out of my head.
It's auto correct.
It wasn't a mistake. Just a misunderstanding.
But it's automatic.
Stop. Stop. You can make it stop.

Thanksgiving Post:

I'm thankful for my family 

And also my friends.

Thank you for being here, until the very end.

I'm thankful I'll have hope.

And thoughts of who I'll be.

But I'm really REALLY thankful,

That god has Blessed me. 

-Happy Thanksgiving yall :)

ASIA LUCIA

From the Writer's Diary: The End.

THE END.

I'm gonna have the time of my life.
If the world end tonight,
Scream, dance, and sing.
Yeah, I'm gonna live it right.

To enjoy life's nightmare,
give me 24 more hours.
Final hours sleeping?
Never. It's time to devour.
Taste the fear of others,
I promise myself:
Final hours without a care.

Kiss your loved ones Fare well,
marry the night, in secret.
Some to Heaven some to Hell,
not to over think, though 20 hours left.

Knock down houses, burn the land,
You want all to end hot.
Be the beast, be your be your friend,
'cause that's all you'll have.

Only 12 hours to go,
'til we part.
Love? i don't know,
It's too late for that.
let's have it be Pyrophoric,
burn our faces in laughter.
we are going to die.

-Asia Lucia

From the Writer's Diary: Anonymous

Why is everything so complicated?
Why is everything in color?
Not black and white?

-Anonymous

From the Writer's Diary: Love

Love

Everytime you say i love you, i tend to get scared. i think to myself "does he really?" maybe i'm just thinking silly things? Should I say it back? I don't know anymore... Sometimes I wonder whether he really wants me or if he's going to pull a "hit and run". My only fear is falling for you really hard and then end up being hurt

-Amanda Knight

From the Writer's Diary: Beginning Clear

Beginning Clear

There was once a girl who didn’t know she had a purpose
She lived each day just thinking about the next
Each day the same
Each hour
Each minute
Every second of her life
Adding up
To nothing

Then she started to see
Purpose, good, change, peace
Things she had never seen before
She started to see
That her life had been an empty mess
She started to see
that if she tried
she could make a difference in others’ lives
She started to see
That the future for her was bright
She started to see
That she could make peace with herself and others
With the help of God
All of these things became clearer to her
Who had been blind
She is was a girl
I am the beginning of a mature woman
ready to face anything

-Ann Curme

From the Writer's Diary: My Life Book

My LifeBook

A story a beginning, middle & ending.
As I read and read,
I wonder ‘what message is it sending?’
I life solved at the very end?

Beginning:
My story starts as I learned to speak;
that was my problem.
Because that fact made me weak.
I fear the silence.

It’s just like a bad dream.
I freak out when I hear the shh
the only point of view that seems,
Like a dead body’s corpse.

Middle:
In the middle,
Life’s suppose to get better
I still notice
Every new and old days,
My eyes are getting wetter.

Where is my love story?
Cinderella is currently going to the ball.
She has wonders coming,
And what do I have?
None at all.

The End:
Yay it’s the end!
Time for dreams to come true!
I’m angry.
You know why?
Because I’m still stuck with you.

Please realize that I’m right in front of you,
I’m waiting and waiting,
With no progress,
I won’t give up;
Because love isn't abating.

-Asia Lucia

From the Writer's Diary: THEM against US

Them Against Us

*The poem of 2 voices*

Sit up straight, use manners, be polite.
Don’t question adults
So, no “if” “buts” or “mights”.

I want to slouch, act obnoxious and pig out.
I'll correct every adult;
That’ll get ‘em no doubt.

Marry a smart business man;
you’ll be a house wife.
You’ll own mansions on acres of land.
But, I wanna marry a gypsy chick .
And be my own chief.
Live in a trailer; does that make you sick?
You will dress in pearls, with diamonds on your dress.
Take your soul to the ball;
Than City hall, and be mentioned to the press
I will wear hoop earrings (sponsored by Pink)
Take a trip tho the mall,
And yell, “Forget what the Government thinks!”


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They always tell us want should be accomplished or done;
But I never break rules,
So I notice in the end, they’ve already won.

-Asia Lucia

From the Writer's Diary: If You Only Follow

If You Only Follow

Follow my trail
See where i slow and fall
tripping into the mud

Follow my trail
See where i veer right and left
Drunk with exghaustion

Follow my trail
See where there are two sets of footprints
one obviously heavier than the other
as i am led to safety and care

Follow my trail
See where i start to walk with more boldness
Straight, starting to trot

Follow my trail
See where i fly over the dirt
Run with the wind

Follow my trail
See where i am joined by others
More and more, seeking the same freedom

Follow my trail
You sense that i am near
You see me flash around the next bend

Follow my trail
You will find me
A shining knight, a great warrior
And then you will see truly

-Ann Curme

From the Writer's Diary: Anonymous

“Happiness is what you want it to be.”

“If your crush doesn't like you, you’re way too good for him.”

“If your crush doesn't like you, screw him.”

“If you don’t think Puss in Boots is adorable, then there’s something wrong with you.”

“If you know that your crush likes you, shouldn't he be your boyfriend?”

“The perfect boyfriend is a person who knows you better than you know yourself, inside and out.”

-Anonymous

From the Writer's Diary: The Electronic Entity

The Electronic Entity

When it comes time for the trick or treaters to come out
And the monsters to run about
While I sit at home worrying

When will it come?
When will it happen?

Then finally the light explodes and bursts into flames, I scream
Run to the living room as fast as I can
What do I do?
This happens every time around the holiday they call Halloween

This year I feel the same
With it just starting as a little can turning
And going to things like cupboards opening & closing
To things like the hand wound clock changing by itself

Now I just sit here
Wondering what will come next
And most of all...
What will happen next year when Halloween comes around?

-Delaney Perkins

From the Writer's Diary: Mirror

Mirror

I look in the mirror,
staring at my reflection.

Staring at the girl I want to be,
and the girl I am,
hoping that make up will cover just as well as a mask.

I want to be a girl that the guys will like,
I want to be someone my crush will love,
but if not having those things,
then what am I?

I am a person my best guy friends like,
And a person my friends love.

That’s who I am,
I am not just a pretty face.

-Anonymous

From the Writer's Diary: Am I?

Am i?

Am I alone?
like a single celled organism?
Am I together?
With only 1?
Am I fake?
with way to many?
am i real?
too good for any?
who are YOU;
to ask me,
what I don't know my self?

-Anonymous

From the Writer's Diary: Heart beat

Heart Beat

Can’t you hear it. It lays between my lungs.
You found the key to my heart.
Now let it out it cage so it can fall.

-Nessy Ellis

From The Writer's Diary: Halloween

Halloween

The phone sat there staring back at me,

on that Halloween night,

laying motionless on the stairs.

The screen being as black as the sky,

the doorbell constantly ring,

reminding me that I am trapped,

being held captive waiting for somebody to rescue me.

Waiting for the phone to ring... but it never does,

feeling like a complete loser,

I drag myself away and let the tears fall.

-Erin R. Kaplan

From the Writer's Diary: The Answer

The Answer

Reality around me is starting to kick in.

Isn’t that when everything around me should

start to make sense?

Yet I can’t seem to find the answer.

The answer to happiness I figured it out.

It was you all along with out a doubt.

I cannot deny it. I know that it’s true.

You can’t stop my heart from falling for you.

Like a skydiver it fell but there was no ground to hit.

Only you and your soft skin.

Every where I turn there you are.

My head is starting to spin,

Your love is different what I am use to.

Harsh words to compliments

Hateful glares to eyes with fulled with Joy.

You are everything I need and more.

-Shaunessy Ellis

From the Writer's Diary: Appealing to the eye

Appealing to the Eye

People Think if something is beautiful,

Everything else is the same.

Have you ever wondered;

why beautiful cries,

and hideous smiles?

When someone loves you,

Do they love you for you?

Or are you that beautiful?

Having beauty may flatter us,

But, having a brain will scare us.

But no matter what,

We will always want,

What’s appealing to the eye.

-Asia Lucia

From The Writer's Diary: The Winter’s Night

The Winter’s Night

As the night turns to day,

the day turns to night,

the cycle of the season turns with it.

As the wind howls,

the wolves turn up their heads and howl with it.

The imprints of their tracks,

crossing the frozen ground.

The window of a house flickers on,

a figure looks out into the flurries of the night.

They bring up their pillow,

they bring up their blanket,

and they start to snore,

entering the blizzards cold night.

-Erin R. Kaplan