Anita Blossom Meets Kyoko Naisei. (Off-The-Wall)

For their she was, just standing there... hair black, physically frozen, staring back, pretending to be me. But... she couldn't be me. Could she?
But she seemed to be dressed in all of me...
Who is she?
She puts on her make-up and grins. She keeps trying to look like me...
Which leads me to begin questioning myself. Do I even know who I am anymore? A stranger appears to know me more than myself without even saying a single word. She says it all in just a single glance... whilst she dances mysteriously, in a long dark red dress with a silky red velvet ribbon tied around her neck, from the back, that would flow carelessly down her back… with her pretty black hair tied to the back, conveying emotion through movement. Abusing passion as she would use it to her advantage to seduce you into her thematic fantasies and awkwardly romantic illusions/confusions to create the almost perfect dr(e)amatic reality.

She barely makes a sound as her feet swiftly smothers the ground. But her body is speaking an unusual sound, a sweet profound, an inexplicable noun…
She holds me at knife point, at my own wrists. Places my hands over her hips and quitely whispers in my ear… “Dance at your own risk”
She guides my body into her body (effortlessly erotic…)
Her lips trembled softly… So anxiously waiting to bite my lips, she would bite her own lips to hold them steady…
“I hope you tread carefully among the stones on the dance floor… or you’ll get more than you asked for…”
I feel like I’ve seen her before. She appears off the wall and I’ve never felt anyone make me feel like this before…
She rises her knee along side my right side and brushes her thigh aside mine. A fine line, between crossing the wrong line at the right time…

Kyoko dances with ‘him’ in symbolic rhythm. A blurry hypnotic vision. Holographic hallucinations within a three-dimensional image…
An image of you, me and him…
And I no longer understand which dimension I’m in…
Or whose image I belong too.
I guess I belong to you… Considering, I am you.
But you can’t see what I see in you… Even, if it’s right infront of you.
My eyes cry at the sight of you.
The sight of seeing you with another you…

“Why did I have to fall in love with you? And why did I have to fall in love with him? What does he see in you that he doesn’t see in me? I AM YOU! How can he NOT see you in me?!” screamed Anita.

As Anita observes, he tenderly runs his finger tips along Kyoko’s lips, wrapping his arm around her waist, grasping her hips as she tries to resist but he pulls her closer for the irresistable kiss, smudging her red cherry lipstick against his lips…

~Stuck on foolish thoughts~

I felt angered and left the scene out of jealousy. Kyoko, pushed him away as she noticed me leave, and ran straight after me…
Without a muttered word, her lips suddenly pursed into mine and your naked eyes rushed in, to kiss my sun-kissed skin.
- Anita Blossom

*To be continued…*

Broken Mirror. (It's Not Up To You!)

You were standing there, in full motion. In a rare stance.
Looking back at me with a glance but I'm feeling no emotion where I stand.
I think she's captured all my emotions in the glass.
I glare into the woman who stares in fear of her breaking the mirror that's already broken in pieces. I tell her, she's left you broken so you could see you alot clearer... but the more I look, the more she begins to disappear...
Unfixible cracks instinctively appear, to show her dried up tears smeared all over the damaged mirror through the blurry visions of the deep blue motion filled waves that stains her shattered glass eyes with pain from the past.
Waiting for someone to come near and repair her lungs with a breathe of fresh air and smother her smile she wears to hide her devastated heart that lies beneath inside that shines bright enough to light the entire city skyline.

Deflecting off the mirror's reflection to reflect on my effection, all I can see in my reflection is rejection, that resembles choices...
Using my headphones to ignore the unclear voices and all the surrounding noises...
Until the woman in the mirror with no emotion... finally rejoices...

Who is the woman I see? Is she me? or someone I choose to be?
I was fragile and easy to break, you took advantage and broke me into pieces.
You will never fix the facial features that once featured...
As my love for you tenderly decreases, my love reaches out to someone who will innerly increase it...

- Anita Blossom

"Miss Mirror doesn't like me. Yesterday, she said there is no one like me. But today, she said beauty is my psyche, and I'm crazy. There is something wrong with what I might be."

Mirror Symmetry. (Have You Got It In You?)

The sun cries as the moon arises...
The stars shine but the clouds blind them...
The sky lies, right beside her...
She could have the world if she knew I was standing right behind her...
You looked over your shoulder, as if you heard me crying on your shoulder...
As if you could feel the tear drops drop into each of your ears, for you to hear.
I gently whisper into your ears, to listen to my fears...

Each morning she appears, and each night she disappears.
I am truthful to her face but she doesn't believe in me.
So I lie, so she can see there is another side of me...
She believes I am the enemy, when I am only the entry to her entity.
I admire the amount of time she spends infront of me.
But then she leaves... to see what I can only be.
A Reflection on reality...
She would imitate the beauty she viewed within me, and resemble all that I am and all that I appeared to be...
But she seemingly wants more of me, as she looks at me disgustingly and breaks the mirror, searching for who she really is and not who she appears to be, trying to find herself inside of me.

- Kyoko Naisei

"Have YOU got it in you?"

Cherry Blossom Girl (Anita Blossom)

We used to meet underneath the cherry blossom tree, and let the souls of our feet set free with the fallen leaves above the heights of our desired needs, to swirl around the autumn winds and spread our angelic wings to change the colours of autumns springs...
You were flourished with lust and I was flushed with your love
But blushed with winters touch in such astonished August rush...

You would blossom me, with your blossomed speech
I thought I would blossom you too, but that soon bloomed into doom
When I asked for you to be my bride in groom
You flowered into unsettled petals, and settled for something less settle
Which caused the blossomed cherry tree to burst and bleed into a sea of pink leaves

- Kyoko Naisei

Damaged.

Dreaming comes so easily
Cause it's all that I've known
True love is a fairytale
I'm damaged, so how would I know?

I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know

I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

Healing comes so painfully
And it chills to the bone
Won't let anyone get close to me
I'm damaged, as I'm sure you know

I'm scared and I'm alone
I'm shamed and I need for you to know
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me
I didn't say all the things that I wanted to say
And you can't take back what you've taken away
Cause I feel you, I feel you near me

There's only for my soul
And undo this fear
Forgiveness for a man
Who was stronger
I was just a little girl
But I can't look back...

First Day (Bundles Up Pt. 1)

(Looks At Self In The Mirror.....Than Kisses)

It's the first day of Freshman Year, I'm nervous.

They want me, sexually to make me feel more than this innocence.

(Stares into the mirror)

" F*ck Me " said Kyoko

" Calm down Kyoko, not now " said Anita

(starts to feel up on the mirror)

" Was this meant just for you? " said Anita

"Or was this meant for us?" replied Kyoko

"You didn't have to rape me" said Anita fiercely

I walked out the room, didn't know how to reply towards myself.

The bus approaches as I wait outside.

(Prepares to get visually raped by hollering men, so I just put on an angry look)

~IMustStayPositive~

I met up with Shadow, an old friend of mine last year.

He doesn't understand what's going on in my mind, no one does.

Shadow expected me to be a neglecting him, I always did so.

No one knew what was going was a sort of a demevolist.

So to hell with others.

"Cause I don't need to f*ck with protection"

(Stares into the window on the bus)

(grabs the reflection on the mirror)

Kyoko.

I love you.

" F*ck you "

"But why?"

We enter the school, 4 periods passes by, but I missed mine.

And if you understood how mine went, you'd understand why men don't have one.

~FloatOn~