| Poetry |
| Hey i intend to post poems on here mine and others, if you would like me to put up your poem please e-mail me and i will be glad to post them up. Also if you have any art you feel is appropreate for this site fel free to send that also i will give make sure to let people know who they are by unless you want to be anonimous. Thank you. |
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| Emptyness, i'm hollow void of pure emotion My tears are hot they burn my eyes like a bird with a broken wing I can no longer fly As quiet as Christmas day in the streets i sit deafened by the sound rocking on my heals scared of what ive found I guess its time to just give in im so tired of trying to fight the essence of everything i am longs for its last night I thought if i just kept smiling it would all just dissapear but the fire is way to hot and its getting far too near I wish i didn't feel this way im ashamed of what i do one day soon i hope i go this place is not for me to much ugliness it hides all the beauty So one more cut, one more scare wonder how long they will stay? maybe this time instead of my scars my pain will fade way? BY LAU |
| No one heard the silent screaming nor saw the blade just a confused little girl full of rage 'shes attention seeking, shes weird, abnormal' 'define normal? and then ask are you? after think about it you'll find you are abnormal too!' shes always negative, lets herself down but shes got good ideas so she writes them down yes shes cuts, she burns, she bleeds. Pain is how she feels pain is how she deals but i guess you cant see how someone can appear happy can then act in these irrational ways shes sorry for what she does for the trouble she has caused she can't believe this secret has left her for bedroom walls Now she sits in therapy dealing with 'how does that make you feel' when she simply makes her feel nothing and 'help me help you' when she doesnt know what wrong while her mother sing the same old sone 'how long has this sickness been going on!?' BY LAU |
I can't stand the people I can't stand the pain the fear always surrounds me and my teardrops fall like rain. there's a voice inside my head and emptiness inside my heart There's hate in my veins and he said its time to start. Release this and anger balance on the razors edge reach out and prick your finger or fade away instead. i know the scares wont heal but my evil takes the lead theres nothing left to do but feel the need to bleed. release this pain and anger balance on the razors edge reach out and prick your finger or fade away instead. i kow the scars wont heal but my evil takes the lead theres nothing left to do but feel the need to bleed. i cant stand myself i cant stand this fight the fear always surrounds me and im loosing this fight. there silence in the air but there are screams inside my head i lay frozen by fear crying alone in my bed. BY BROKEN GIRL |
| Kiri i sit empty through this insomnia which is the insignificant exsistence of life. please don't try and understand why i might say goodbye. your empathy means nothing for i do not feel your pain. i do not feel my own. the dance has stopped for the music is paused, but its dying to begin again in the dark ballroom of my mind. As the movements i have never forgotten. to lightly dance the slow seductive tango gracefully over my skin would be a release from this world. and theres a voice in my twisted mind saying "do it" "do it now" though my angel is prostesting "no" the voice speacks of kiri BY BROKEN GIRL |
| Putting it down no not the bottle, nor the drug nor the chocolate bar noe smoke For these are not what i need to 'cope' I'm putting down fake smiles 'oh, im doing just fine's im emptying my life of triggers on which the metal dines Im letting go of my darker self the person who want me dead i kinda like my lighter side so im taking her advice instead Im putting down my hatred the self-loathing, but not the pain It is what i feel...i refuse not to feel again! im saying goodbye to repressing im gonna let it all come out cause the knife, the razor, the burning and bruises never solve my problems, just dulls them out Im putting down these wrds, for all to see Admitting i a what i am, and that problems do exsist! but saying isnt donig...will i stick to this? LAU |
| Second thoughts I burned myself today; i watched some of my flesh melt away, i listened to the fat 'pop' I felt the heat surge through my veins and overrided my brains warning signals 'too hot' I did it because i cant heal i did it cause i wanted to be in control of something, cause that makes me feel real! I share my thoughts with no one. I do not get them out How do i expect people to know how i feel If i dont tell them what im about? as i start to think more after the pain subsides and i can form though The smallest little voice wispered in my head 'if its so great, if it 'the best' then why are you still stressed? you still cannot heal...do you honestly think this makes you real? I look at my new medal, at the white flesh and the lighter too Then decide to tell the voice to go away, ive better things to do, the explain why this is the only thing that works, to the likes of you! The voice laughs at me but said that it would soon leave, but that it had just one more question if i could just listen and take heed. 'that scar of yours is looking good' it said sarcastically as if it was lookin att me. 'youve got quite a few of them! but my i just ask if this thing is is really working, why must you hurt yourself over and over again? LAU |