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| Other People's Poetry - Page Three |
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| Untitled She stands surrounded, yet all alone, Trapped in this place, she once called home. Do you leave her standing there? Ignore her cries say "someone else will care." Would you give her a dying wish? Or leave her cold, lost in the mist? That fog which hides her screaming tears, Covers and binds her deepest fears. That picture now of a once true friend, Overtaken by darkness, Never perfect again. Not a thought for her now, Unable to pretend, She's alive but somehow inside dead. Do they miss her, Or even know she's gone? Empty, numb, alone for too long. They know she loves them Just as well, But as they stand at her grave, Is any sadness for her felt? By, Silent Screamer |
| Untitled I stand here and look at the knife I stop and think to myself, should I end this life A thousand thoughts run through my head What things would be like if I were dead They wouldn't be much different probably the same No-one would notice, it would be a normal day I wouldn't be missed in any kind of way But I look at it again and think is this right Should I try and make it through the night? So I walk away with a tear in my eye Why did I do that I don't want to die!!! By, Charlotte |
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| Pain of Life Today I learned the pain of life, Today I learned the truth were lies, Today I learned the coldness of the world, Today I learned that pain hurts, Mummy, the bullies hit me, Mummy, daddy beats me, Mummy, the teachers yell, Mummy, I can't live here, I don't want the pain, I don't want the hurt mummy, Why don't you answer me? Mummy, you're there in your gold frame, The frame that hangs on your grave, What shall I do now mummy? I need you here, Why did you leave me mummy? Alone in all this fear, I can't handle this mummy, I can't take it any more, Today I heard a scream mummy, Today I heard a shout, Then I learned it was me mummy, Screaming as they hurt me, I feel so alone now mummy, Daddy says it's my fault, That I drove you to die, Is that true mummy? Was it I all along? I don't want this any more mummy, I want to be with you, I want to join you now mummy, Because today I learned, The pain of life. By, Emma |
| Untitled I look at the knife, Gleaming in my hand, Blood on my arm, Tears on my cheeks, Nothing left for me here, Alone and empty, Blood runs, Tears stream Knife moves over skin, Breaking and destroying, Destroying all I am, Till' I am no more, I no longer have to be me, I don't have to face another day, Knife in deeper, All gone now, Finally happy, Free to float, Away from the pain, Away from constant blood and tears, Death greets me with open arms, Welcoming me, Loved by death, Gone from now, Away from who I am, Away from who I was. By, Emma |
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| God of all Comfort There's a well in Heaven Flowing with living water It springs out comfort from the hand of the Father When burden's reach to God searching in tears His peace comes back And calms all fears When a close one leaves us It sends a longing for love An extra strength Flows from above Distress and confusion works about Comfort of God's counsel's lead you out Any comfort at all, that we feel Is the finger of God and is real Whatever trouble we may face He's the God of all comfort In every place. IICor 1:3 Copyright 2003 Dorina Kay Holtzclaw |
| Trust Beyond Look past what the eye can see Hear the creator's plea A potter who molded the world Such as oyster's turned pearled The gold is heated to cleanse impurities Seperated, and valued much for sureties Destruction comes in a storm Then a neighbours love has form The pangs of a woman end hard, starting mild Laboring for a lovely child T ake his hand, go the way R est in tomorrow's unsure day U nderstanding his will S urrender, and grow fond T rust in him and far beyond Trust In Him Copyright 2003 Dorina Kay Holtzclaw |
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| Hurting on the Inside Walk away pretend you don't see, The pain and hurt running through me, You brought me here and now you go, All alone I hold my head low. You tell me that I'm worthless, And no matter what I'll always be useless, Why did you bring me here. was I a mistake? All along, this whole world was fake. All you ever do is make me feel so small, Standing over me shouting, you're so tall, You make me feel like I can't do anything, Those words stay with me even when I'm dreaming. The scars are there they always will be, The mental scars that cut right through me, The knife is your words destroying everything, Not leaving me to be something. The pain I feel is always on the inside, I push is down deep so it will always hide, I don't want you knowing all there is to know, I would rather stay like this, feeling low. Both of you always put me down, Walk away ashamed with a frown, Tell people I'm not yours you don't know me, Maybe they'll believe you, or they'll look and see. See that all I am is bits of both of you, The hate for me is just hate for you too, I'm nothing more, and nothing less, I know what I am, my mind's a mess. By, Emma |
| Perfect Vision No man on earth has perfect eye sight although God does We cannot see all things at the same time but God can He listens through all walls Seeing every tear when it falls He beholds the earth turning And sees the forest burning He looks for the small hungry bird And smiles at the gentle kind word He knows what goes on in the middle of the night He watches all wrong and the right He takes notice to our every desicion We must trust the one with the perfect vision. Copyright 2002 Dorina Kay Holtzclaw |
| 3 Years Ago Today 3 years ago today, you went away and left me 3 years ago today, you left me standing on my own 3 years ago today, I was a lonely girl, you see 3 years ago today, I was young and not yet grown But now it's all different, and now I know how I am not ashamed; I have to show you now 3 years ago today, I had no safe home 3 years ago today, you left me all alone And once upon a time, I would have killed to see you smile And once upon a time, I was a helpless little child But now I can just see, the way you treated me was vile And when I pick up my phone, new numbers to dial 3 years ago today, you left me on my own Standing in a school, with nobody there to turn to 3 years ago today, you ran and left me alone and trying Now I've met some people, who will hug me when I'm crying I'm older now, and I can finally see I'm a better person because something set me free I'm happy now, and I'm ok with me I'm the kind of person that I want myself to be 3 years ago today, you left me all alone 3 years ago today, I had nowhere left to go But now it's 3 years later, and I'm happy once again 3 years ago today, I was a different person 3 years ago today, I had only bullies being scary 3 years ago today, I hadn't yet found my way. By, Anonymous |
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