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Escape this reality with your headphones
Even if her name is carved into your bones
Don't forget to write this poem
Because that's the only thing you can do
When the only color you can see is blue
And this loneliness sticks to you like glue
But you try to pull away
Hoping to find a way
But you end up with noting to say
And your mind drifts to her
And your hearts about to commit murder
And everything is really just a blur
Because you can't sing her song
And you can't play a long
Because you know it's wrong.
Because she'll see through your lie
And won't even ask you why
She'll just say bye.
First you'll have to change
And you might think this is strange
but this silly goal is out of range.
Second cut the sin out of your life
But the only tool you have is a dull knife
No wonder she'll never be your wife.
Thirdly you have to have a pure soul
And in order for that you have to be whole
So you'll never reach your goal.
Next you have to knock at her door
Beg and grovel on the floor
It's there.It's there
There's a lingering feeling in the air
It's making me and you dare
I wonder if it makes you care
I wonder if you ever think about me
Am I something you can ever see
Or am I just another annoying flea?
These thoughts run through my head
And I cringe at all the things I ever said
I wonder if it left you seeing red.
But that would mean I touched your emotions
Do you wonder if I'm drowning in your ocean
I wonder if I should start a commotion
I wonder if that would make you glance
Or will it possibly enhance
our chance of romance.
But I'm not on the same level as you.
But I could be up there too
I wonder if that's true.
Because I live in a world of sin
And I hide behind a fake grin
Do you ever wonder what's really within?
Can you look past a life that I've scorn?
Can you look past a heart that's been torn?
Do you even wonder why I look at animated porn?
Can you love someone who was never real?
Can you accept what I even feel?
Do you ever wonder about scars that can't heal?
A Ring, A Kiss, and a Broken Engagment.A ring, A kiss, and a Broken engagement
I had a dream the other day
And it touched me in an odd way
But I found it hard to say
Because it was rather bright
And there was only one thing in sight
And it was you Ms. Wright
And I felt like a king
Because you had something to bring
It was a simple ring
A kind of ring that came in a pair
But the other one wasn't there
But you didn't seem to care.
But you had a smile
And I felt embarrassed for awhile
And you could add this to your file
But you wanted that thing
And my engagement was a fling
Cause you were the true owner of that ring
And you wanted a simple kiss
And I could take the risk
And embark on this trist
But I woke up instead.
I shook my head
And dismissed what my dream said.
Because I already gave that ring
To an eternal spring
And I thought I didn't have to worry about a thing
But that was a cruel lie
Because that spring had to go and die
And I found myself asking why
Because I received a letter
That left me feeling cold even with a
The Closest I ever got.The Closest I ever got.
I had a dream a couple nights back
It was about what I lack
It reminded me of already known facts
I dreamed of her face
I dreamed we were in the same place
And there was no me, not a single trace
Instead it was something she wanted me to be
The fashionable and cool me
I wonder if I can ever be he
I stood up in front of her Congregation.
I talked about my salvation
I talked about my motivation.
She said it had been years
Since that I've been near
She couldn't help but cheer.
She dragged me to a closet
Held onto me like a precious locket
And we went off like a rocket
I tasted her lips.
I placed my hands on her hips
From her dress I took a dip.
I could feel her underwear
I was almost there.
Until I open my eyes and saw what the ceiling had to bare.
And I was brought to a reality cold
And the lingering feeling was quite old.
Even in dreams where I was bold.
I could never quite get it.
No matter how much I threw a fit
I still was only a worthless piece of shit.
Not Even in my DreamsNot Even in my dreams
I follow your post on facebook
I never leave a word only a look
I guess that makes me a crook.
But you look rather joyful
In a life you call wonderful
But I think I had my full.
Because I can't take it any more
I can't open your closed door
I'm tired of sleeping on the floor.
I'm tired of thinking about the choices
And listening to my doubting voices
While I watch you rejoice.
Yeah, I'm bitter and you don't have a clue
Because you can't see the invisible world of blue
So you should just keep on walking through.
Because I got nothing left for you in my heart
Your rejection made a piece of art
Or maybe a car that just won't start
Now I'm going to start calling you names
Because I'm just that lame
But your the one who fanned these flames
You're a bitch
An ugly witch
A dead snitch.
You're guilty of casting a devilish spell
You illegally locked me in a cell.
With a wink you through me down a well.
And occasionally you come back to laugh at me
And bring your friends to
I have a job with money
I have a beautiful honey
And the sky is still sunny
Yet I can't seem to smile.
In my head I walk miles.
And all my writing ends in a trash pile.
All these feelings in my head
All the sleepless nights on my bed
Everything I ever said.
What was it all for?
When they just ask for more.
I felt this feeling before.
I try to hide it behind a girl
Who I claimed to be my world
But I won't buy her a pretty pearl
It made me not text her for a couple of days
I really had nothing to say
But I end up texting her the third day anyways
Because I was tired of the gloom
And all this stupid doom
I felt like I was going to pop like a balloon
But she only said a few words
That wasn't heard
Because I'm not part of her herd
I can't dance around in the sun.
I can barely have fun
I would rather shoot myself with a gun.
But she will never know.
And as always I'll go along with the flow.
So, it won't show.
Because depression can be quite delightful
And sadness can be beautiful
It's Okay to be ImperfectThe moon
Stand Against SuicideI know the pain is perhaps unbearable,
But darling, please put down the blade.
Release your emotions through tears and smiles,
Rather than dreading these days.
Do it for the little girl, whose mother can’t be there,
Or for the boy whose father drank too much.
For the boy who can’t sit in elementary school,
Because the bruises from Daddy hurt to touch.
For the teenage girl lying face down in her bed,
Thinking, why can’t it all be done?
For the elderly man looking up at the stars,
Counting the days one by one.
Do it for the children who wonder, does it end?
For the ones who feel left on their own.
For the ones who think, maybe it wouldn’t be so hard
If I didn’t feel so left alone.
And finally, do it for one other person,
The person in front of these words.
Because you’ll never know how it gets better
When focusing on pain and hurt.
Live one more day, dear, for them and for you,
And I swear to you, problems will fade.
I know, for right now, it’s p
I Thought I Needed FeminismI thought I needed feminism, when I was a little girl.
And I am very sad to admit, that this wasn't very long ago.
I thought when he held the door open for me, that he was making a big mistake.
That he was being a pompous ass, and he took my strength for a fake.
And when he offered to pay my tab, I still called him an ass.
Because I thought he assumed I was poor, and below middle class.
Or when his hard work earned him a promotion,
yet I did nothing, and the boss' ignorance to promote me, I believed was a sexist notion.
My friend really wanted feminism when she found her ex-dead drunk,
removed his clothes, and without his consent, had a pleasurable fuck.
When her parents bust into the room unexpected that night,
she said he raped her, and he was arrested without so much as a fight.
Perhaps feminism was there when I walked out into the street in pure nudity,
and shouted the my neighbors “You have no right to judge me!”
I didn't care about the children who were standing in th
Unable to loveMy love was pure
I only wanted
But my heart
Because my love
Like a piece of garbage
And now I'm unable
Because the shreds
Of my shattered soul
MathematicsI am but the sum of my
F L A W S;
a network of
S C A R S
a disaster of
D R E A M S
a shield of
B O N E S
C A L C U L A T I O N
a void of
DifferentDifferent on the outside,
Different mask you see daily,
Different girl you call ‘Hailey’
To my surprise
Your ears are distracted,
So I tell lies, looking into your eyes,
“Yea I’m fine. Simply tired”
For that response my brain is wired.
Different mouth you hear speaking,
Different voice you hear screaming
Different eyes you see pleading,
Different person you’d befriended
I’m sorry this is how it’s ended.
DethronedI have created Eden, through the strokes of my pen,
But it was made of promises, and angels
That were too fragile to hold the weight of our sins.
You were my goddess, on a throne made of dreams.
Which you were probably
They didn't glimmer and shine
like the diamonds decorating your rings.
They were the hopes of a man
So madly in love, but you poured poison into his heart
And so he rotted, each time you gifted him with a kiss.
That FeelingThat Feeling...
This feeling comes again
It always happens in the end
It wants to be your friend
It will never leave you
It will see you turn blue
Yes, its true.
Because it looks deep into your heart
It knows where to start.
It knows what will rip you apart.
It will take its time
Whispering into your mind
Making sure you'll never be fine
He will attack at night
And you'll act like a knight
But victory will never be in sight.
And the battle will be hell
But he has something to tell
And it will not end well.
Surrender is all you have to say
It can only happen this way.
Watch as your joy is blown away
Watch your dreams thrown into the fire
Lustful video's will be your desire
Because love is a liar.
And God doesn't care
So put on that apathetic stare
Because your soulmate will never be there.
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