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*NEW* "Not Enough"
accecptance -
all I seek.
Though the mind
is willing
the flesh
BETRAYS.
not good enough
is all I hear
too fat
too poor
too ugly
nice teeth though.
no words of praise
just disapproving glares
so I hide
and wait -
for someone
somewhere
to say I'm
good enough
*NEW*Cocoon
curled up inside my shell
she waits -
that beautiful creature
all will love.
sometimes she tries to push out
but my skin is too tough
so she waits
to try again another day
*NEW*The Tunnel
A light Shines
In a tunnel -
As the Girl walks toward it
The Light is extinguished.
And she's left blind
A voice Booms out -
Sorry, we're full.
So she's Stuck in the Dark
Forever
I am not pretty,
Skinny,
Gifted,
Agile,
Or talented.
I am shy,
Quiet,
Unsure.
But none of that matters.
I am me,
Myself, I.
A person.
I can walk,
Talk,
Breathe,
See.
People care for me,
Love me -
And that
Makes me
Special.
Love
Hate
Joy
Sorrow
Hope
Doubt
Mix together
And form
A human
Tweet
A little bird
Weary from his flight,
Stops to rest in the middle of the road.
Relaxing, his reflexes slow
Just enough that
He can't escape
The car bearing down.
He is trampled,
A small broken body
Bereft of life
Lying in the road
Volcano
anger
begins
deep in the
pit
of your
stomach,
wells up,
overflows,
leaks
into every
part
of you
until,
finally,
it can
go no
further,
and you
explode.
Two for Tea
Finger sandwiches for lunch
But whose fingers to use?
Fat, skinny, long, short,
Plump, sinewy.
So many to choose from.
Let me see your hands.
Such nice fingers -
Elegant, svelte.
Mind if I use them?
Thank you.
Oh, don't cry,
Fingers aren't necessary,
And the pain will fade soon.
By the way,
Care for a sandwich?
Jello
It sits
Wiggling slightly
A foreign species
Alien to this world.
It comes in all colors
Red, green, blue,
Mold it, shape it
It bows to your whim
Take a bite
Don't bother chewing
Jiggle, jiggle in your tummy
Jump around, it sure feels funny
Don't be scared,
It can't hurt you
It's just
A bowl
Of Jell-o
Fire
heat
begins gradually,
barely noticeable.
as you sit
it increases,
getting hotter
until
you can
no longer
stand it
and you
explode.
Lemon
what can you do with a lemon?
lick,
suck,
squeeze,
feel,
bite,
So…which do you want me to do to you?
I Love You
I love you.
In the beginning I didn't -
True love is a crock.
I didn't chase after you,
I wasn't interested in your body.
All I wanted was friendship
Plain and simple,
And that you gave freely.
You helped me out,
And I tried to do the same for you.
But now you're leaving,
Unknowingly taking my love with you,
Leaving me with the knowledge
That although you're in my heart,
I'm not in yours.
I'm just a face among many
And will quickly fade when you're gone.
In six months you probably won't remember me.
And that hurts, and I wish
That I didn't love you at all.
The Vampire
The vampire
Tall, dark, handsome
He creeps in, silently,
Invading my room.
I lay sleeping, yet he comes,
Leaning over my bed.
He places his lips on my neck,
His fangs embedded in my flesh.
Blood flows, and as he drinks
We become one.
My life flows into him,
Part of him in me.
At the moment of decision,
He pulls away
Leaving me pale and gasping for breath.
He runs his cool palm over my cheek,
Smooths my rumpled hair -
Then he is gone, and I am alone
And I lie, waiting for him
To come again
My dark knight.
Nightcrawler
The sun goes down,
And I rise, open the lid
And step out.
The hunger moves me,
Drawing me outdoors
Into my own open-air market.
A shriveled old woman,
Too worn for my taste,
A young boy, not enough
To quench my thirst,
Pass by.
Then I see him, the perfect meal.
I creep up to him,
Drag him into the alley,
And drink my fill.
I wander the streets then,
Before the last vestiges of light disappear.
I go back to my bed,
Arrange my limbs, and dream of daylight
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been hurt, torn apart
gaping wounds like hungry mouths
but i don't bleed
souls can't
watch myself - from a distance
trying to stop you - i have no resistance
so do with me what you will
just be gentle
barely mended - still so fragile
cry my story - life's so tragic
dry my eyes - almost better
life's lost its magic
but i'm almost whole again.
Undecided Virtue
Attacked
Assulted on all sides because I am unsure
Where I am supposed to be.
Proceed
Question my morality, judge me -
But only after you've helped compromise me.
Disregard.
Dismiss my ideas as the foibles of my mind -
Dehumanized by having my thoughts taken away.
Tormented.
Searching for beauty, praised for my beauty
While my warped thin body betrays me.
Confused.
Indecisive about what to do
The things I like which are condemned
Can ignoring that part of me really be good?
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sitting idly, or rather
idling
motor won't start
it has no more power
try to start me
jump me
a jumpstart might help
carefully pray, then,
to every got ever
invented by a
desperate man
for strength to go on
of course no answer
not suprised no
not very dreadfully shocked
secret disappointment
dusting corners of my soul
falling apart but then
I guess that
I
deserve it.
Revenge
A death by light;
The fire has burned bright.
While a woman died
not a villager cried.
demons from hell,
summoned by spell
attacked the village by night;
Strangeld by fright
people jumoed from their beds.
Strong blows from claws, and off came their heads.
Then a horror, a single spark
up blazes the village, lighting the dark.
And close, in a hidden lair,
A coven of witches majick with care.
Bones crack and skins blister
Satan's daughters have avenged their sister
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I am a child of darkenss
fallen prey to chasims in my own mind.
I am a child of of light
blinded by the "truths" society wishes to impose on all.
I am a creature of soul
tormented by a struggle between two worlds
I am an amimal
driven into frenzy by the pain of my wounds
settle the difference with the ancient challenge...
steel. I ddrive cold metal into warm flesh
and read the answer that spills forth
I am a child of darkness
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rainbow smiles
sunshine eyes
you are a miracle
pearly wisdom
blinding purity
o, child, your innocence
shames me.
so young, so very young
so unspoiled by
all that's vice.
don't grow up to
self-disrespect
You're everything anyone
ever wanted to be.
You're beautiful, but
what does it matter?
You hold hands with
the universe and
magically balance on
stars.
Moonbeams talk to you,
nature
desires your attention
you are a powerhouse
my source of love.
By Danielle
ShadowsThick blackness envelops
legs, arms. Head weighted
with lead blankets.
Dark whispers float across
my skin
reaching my mouth
Enfolded, covered by
filmy gray dreams,
visions of wonderland and the jabberwocky
flit acros my private screen.
Muddled in blackness,
wandering negitive feilds
shunning the light.
Music
Music is a flood of sound,
flowin, swirling, around your feet.
Swishing, covering your legs in a symphony
of harmony
Pounding and breaking across your chest
the beat alters your heart
until it pumps in time with the music.
lub dub, lub dub, lub dub
The thick myaism of melody
flows in your ears,
your brain a puddle on the floor.
It fills your mind.
Soon you are drowned in it.
A feotus cradled in a womb
of music.
Warm and Safe in
the flood waters.
By Solv Raev
Silence
silence pours into the very depths of my soul all the silent cries go unheard pain flows like honey, trickling with every sweet drop solitude opens the doors to oblivion life seems worthless without a cause but all the causes seem superficial and petty perchance I will take in the silence and embrace the sweet blanket of oblivion no, I must endure; things run smooth once they've been fixed. now I have to fix my soul before the silence swallows me into its black abyss of oblivion
I Scream
I scream...no one hears I'm trapped within my fears I bite I tear I scrape I cut further and further into the abyss I fall to deep, too dark then there is nothing at all the redness seeps in all around the chains of life leave me tightly bound I’m lost in a world I’ve never known to far gone to find a way home apocalyptic dreams streamed with fear the revelations of life all seen here the dark pain-all inhumane brings me ever near I’ve know sin, an ever cruel fate all my life I hesitate the fears within fuel my rage emotions trapped, enslaved in their cage never knowing happiness never knowing joy never knowing anything but fear only knowing anger
Sentiments
Sentiments; what are they? are they supposed to be interpreted or are they supposed to just be, pure and simple. why should life contain complexities? why not allow emotion to flow freely? Simplicity; why must we question everything about us? Do we truly want to know all the reasons; all the answers? Walls; We know that we put up walls around ourselves only to have someone break down that barrier with their questions, yet when the wall is broken we are happy; why replace the bricks? why not leave life an open book for all to read? Dispel the wall, return to simplicity Individuality; we fear each other. without our wall we feel we have lost our individuality, we discover how alike we truly are to everyone else Individuality? Don’t are walls hide up behind something unoriginal? hide us behind a facade that appears like someone else. is individuality then lost behind the wall also? Paradox
Obsession
all he was was afraid never knowing what was right only knowing what was wrong an alien, he was a stranger but oh, unsure of what he was the obsession took over undying unending never stopping the sweet sweat trickled past his brow stinging the eyes the release took over someone else emerged the freedom the release... it wouldn't last the blackness would seep back in the obsession would return
Mirror of the Soul
I had a little mirror that peered into my soul it was made of the purest glass and shone with a glow if you peered inside you would see past flesh and bone to the core of me there you would see my laughter, my joy, my happiness; there you would see my anger and sadness; but brightest of all is my love where I am with you high above the world and lost among the stars joined forever.
Dagger
a dagger slices through my skin the gossamer flesh oozes sanguine a gray weariness penetrates my soul ice grows upon my flesh numbness captures my body and my mind cries out for sleep
By Stephanie
Death
death
ever present
ever with us
causing hurt
causing pain
life is precious
life is dear
love your friends
love your life
you never know
when the end is near
A Thought of Death
Have you ever thought about death?
Contemplated life, and realized how short it is?
Have you ever wondered when you're going to die?
Death...it's always there
lurking in a corner, in the shadows...
waiting for the right time, catching you unaware
Death...it does not discriminate
Death...it does not care
about who you leave behind, or
how much you're needed or loved
Death...does not take into account
age, or
race, or
status
Death is, and
Death always wins.
Tears
The tears
running down my face
are salty, hot
like blood?
i want to see
how pretty the blood is
as it flows out of me.
I will know the taste
the temperature
i still wonder--
like tears?
tears should be a release,
but for me they no longer work
my soul is scarred
my heart is torn
can i ever recover?
NO. do i ever WANT to recover?
wouldn't it just be easier
for me and me alone
to leave this world?
yes, i'm a selfish bitch
but even eternal physical pain
would be better than the hurt
the ache in my heart,
my soul
the one who i trusted
i loved
betrayed me
didn't love me in return
and couldn't even tell me
what he was feeling.
SHE had to tell me
what he was feeling
SHE had to tell me
had to open my eyes
SHE had to be the one to
rip open my heart
now, not even the pain
of burning flesh can assuage
that hurt
the hurt of BETRAYAL
there's nothing more painful
in eternity
than to be betrayed by one
you loved
you trusted
happy faces on arms
made by hot lighters
blades against flesh
biting into skin
cold gunmetal in mouth
--i dont' know the taste
of this one--
are all ways of escape
sweet escape
from the pain of life
when you can no longer cry
for release
when you can no longer feel
in your soul
physical pain is all there is
and even then
tears may not come
hot, salty tears
are they like blood?
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My dear friend
I await you
Let our gift of Love
Keep us close
Through the Pain,
The Trials, the Tests
Even though at times
Insecurities flood us
Our Friendship proves True
Tough whispers of Hurt
Knife through the light,
Our Friendship proves True.
Together, the sun fills
a void in me.
Apart, the lonliness fills me,
like a cold, gray winter storm.
One imperfect moment with you
Is like a sun-filled spring day
One perfect moment without you
Is like a shadow, a void.
You are the road that leads me
to happiness, to fulfillment
You bring out the best in me,
And accept the worst in me.
You are there
--Always--
When I truly need you.
You are all I could ever ask for.
You are my Best Friend.
Every Night
Lying awake, I think of you,
When I'm asleep, I dream of you,
I can never escape thoughts of you
Because of how much I love you.
Every night, in the darkness
I lay in my bed and remember
all the times I've enjoyed with you,
and now I think of how soon it will end.
Every night, in the darkness
I dream about the past we had,
and the future we never will.
Many times I awake in tears.
Every day you enter my thoughts--
At school, at home, whenever.
I envision you in my mind,
And I cry for what we'll never have.
You never realized how deep my love ran,
Or else you were too afraid to acknowledge.
And now that you are leaving me
all I can do is remember and dream.
I just wanted to tell you
How deep my love runs,
And to make a wish
On the brightest star I ever met...
YOU...
That you will remember, and dream, too.
from J
The Cuts on my arm
The cuts on my arm don't mean anything
just like the bruises on your body don't mean anything
well that's what we'd like to believe anyway
my scars won't heal quickly
your bruises will fade but the pain will remain
i like to feel pain, physical pain
but no one is there to hear my cries
because no one cares
well that's what I believe anyway
I know I'm worth nothing, because that's what i feel.
Tired
Tired of wanting something thats not there Tired of living in my world of despair Wanting happiness But finding only loneliness Tired Tired of needing something that doesn't need me back Tired of calling you and you never calling back Hurting the most when I think about you Keeping it to myself cause of what you would do Tired Tired of keeping secrets Tired of pretending Tired of loving you and you not knowing But mostly I'm tired of being rejected by you every time I try.
Unknown
Dying
Dying
Is an art, like everything else
I do it exceptionally well
I do it so it feels like hell
I do it so it feels real
I guess you could say I've a call.
How do you stop someone from killing themself? You don't know how they're going to do it or when they're going to do it you could be talking to me today and the next day i'd be gone you'd call my home and ask for me and someone would respond: she just passed away what would that do to you? would you even care I wonder about this while i sit and stare i wonder about my future I don't have one about my past soon to be gone and my family they never knew when i had a problem did i keep it that well hidden? or were they too busy fighting, that they didn't notice yes, that's it I bet i could kill myself and nobody would find out till the next day the next day when my mom would come in my room to wake me for school when she opens the door she sees me laying on my bed in my favorite clothes covered in blood my sheets and pillows also stained with blood with my wrists slashed 4 length wise and 3 across to be sure i was successfull and i was my knife lying on the floor beside my bed next to me is this: the last words i write before i die and under a pool of blood is my notebook maybe she'll be able to read the poems, if they're still legible or has the blood washed all the ink off the page oh well, she'll never know why did she do it? because she had problems no one seemed to care is it someones job to stop one from killing themself? it's not up to them for just that could drive someone insane who would do that? no one so i let everone off the hook and write my last words the last time i say goodbye it's nobodys fault...all blame i put on myself my problems, my life, my death I take back every mean thing i said to you...I'm sorry I love everyone i love all my friends you know who you are but even they couldn't stop me...even they didn't know i'm sorry if i hurt anyone by doing this if i burn in hell forever for this mortal sin then that's what i deserve but i couldn't live like this for another day