Submitted by Joel Quiggle          

                             
                    Title: "Hell"                               Title: "Rapture"                           
 

    Submitted by DJ Rossman
 

Submitted by Todd Bennett

I Don't Know
by Marissa Carney

"I don't know" has infiltrated every part
of me, taken over, folded itself into the cracks in my brain
filmed my eyes and
wrapped itself around my tongue

Automatic answers
to flashcard questions
            How do you feel
                        I don't know
            What do you feel
                        I don't know
a thoughtless response
that keeps me safe

"I don't know" is the gray area, my home base,
the bay compared to the ocean

I'm afraid to meet the waves   
 

My Love is Simple....
by Marissa Carney

I tell you I love you
          but you don't have to wear that like chains around         
                     your wrists,
          it doesn't tie you to me,
          it's not something you need to break free from.
          it's not a weapon.

Loving you
          doesn't mean you have to love me back but
          it doesn't mean you can't. 
          it doesn't make you an icon to worship
          or a standard of perfection to uphold.   

I say I love you
          and that's all it means
          purely, wholly, simply
          it's that easy.

The girl without a face
by Sam Yeager

 I want to get inside myself.
Find the map to a better tomorrow
and pull out my true identity
like a butterfly breaking through the cocoon,
then fluttering its wings,
learning to soar past the desolate areas of dreams,
reveal the beauty I can become.
If only one could hear
the whisper of my wings,
Listen to my call for amity

It's a torturous fate,
to be a prisoner of my own desires.
Lost in the thoughts
that cloud my judgment.
Unable to see the next sunny day.
Wondering,
when the day comes
to take my last breath,
will I finally find my face?

I'm the girl without a face.
This is the mask of the unknown.
You can't see the reality of my existence.
I'm just another face to you.
You didn't care enough to notice
that I'm the girl without a face.

There's so much more to me.
Beneath this meaningless figure,
I long for someone to listen,
to realize I have something to say
and need more than a pathetic walk by
without a second thought
that I could be worth it,
more than a glance,
a stare straight through me.
If only you would try.
Open your eyes to more than what you see,
and find me, waiting
or forever loose me to the forlorn.

Won't anyone notice
there is something about me
that just doesn't seem right,
that I could be better than you think
and let me know I'm not forgotten.
Let this be the last night I'm invisible.

Don't talk to me one on one,
then forget I'm next to you
once there's more than us.
Give me the time of my life for once
then ignore me looking at you if you wish,
at least I'll have my one good day.
Not asking for commitment,
Just a chance for a better tomorrow.
Let the possibility be known,
so that this feeling of loneliness will fade.
Just a day of recognition is all I ask.
A simple moment of acceptance.
Give me hope to let me know
That I'll wake up on the other side of things
And have a better tomorrow.

Losing Control
by Sam Yeager

There's something wrong with us...
Seems like we've always had something wrong
We didn't start for the right reasons
We didn't stay for the right reasons
And I feel like leaving for what seems like the wrong reasons.
 

Worried,
too much is working against us
I'm crumbling under the pressure
Not sure if I can take it
We've been through so much
Handled ourselves alright
But how much longer can we go on like this?

Contemplation,
Between desire and logic.
Caught up in the emotions.
Mixed up instructions,
leading me in opposite directions.
confusing one path with another;
unsure where to go next.
so often I'm lost in my thoughts,
wondering what is right and what is wrong,
which will lead me to the utmost happiness.

uncertainty seems to be the enemy
loosing me in my dreams
wishing I could find the right ones
and see the door to open next
endless possibilities
pile up in my lap
cluttering my mind
loosing control of myself
impulses driving my actions
whims taking over
before calculated approaches can be configured
logical decisions to be made
but there's no time
no more room to decide
too much in the way
blocking my entrance into tranquility

I've lost myself under the pressure
Loosing grip of reality
And falling into despair

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