| Untitled - By Heather K. |
| she hears the sound of pouring rain wonders how she will bear the pain memories rush into her weary head as she struggles to bury that which is dead these tortured memories have become her hell this pitiful life has become her cell she is left with sadness and strife wondering what will become of this life she died the day when others fell she has hopes that they burn in hell lightning dances across the sky she begins to sob and cry she knows one day she will be strong and strike down those who did her wrong so heap on your torture bring on your pain but just keep looking for my rain |
| Untitled 1 - By Davina T. |
| i am by no means your salvation from an ever so deep depression i do not have the power to save you from the dark hour appathy? can't you see that these overpowering emotions you fear, are nothing more than apparations? you cling to the weary brow and those tears you allow i wish that i were the cure for such meloncholy to be sure alas; your angel, your hope, i am not may you someday find what in me you sought |
| Untitled 2 - By Davina T. |
| every seat is occupied except for mine i can not claim it from this earth i have gone the boy looks up from his task at hand starts to hum a tune it is familiar yet strange you look up to the sky shivering suddenly you turn there is no one there was i the song you knew, or maybe the bright moon? was i the breeze you felt or the restlessness of the night? i am the setting sun and the smile on every face. i am all you see when you remember me. |
| Untitled 3 - By Davina T. |
| there's a light fog covering the green rolling fields and a steamy mist hovers over the lake to those who can apprieciate it, it is as magic the sky wakes with color magestic pruple highlights the soft clouds forming over the distant hills sunrise bursts of orange glints of red and golden rays reach through the trees every few miles a farm house comes into view paint faded from harsh rains in recent years only seem to add to their charm delicate pink and white flowers grow in clusters along the roadside a storm arrives lightning flashes dancing to the thunder's command echoing in the east rain falls bouncing happily as it hits the pavement as soon as it had begun it ends bright stars embedded in the black sky shine like diamonds encased in a velvet box they wink tempting me to make a wish the moon smiles approvingly it is not the only one to hear it |
| Untitled 4 - By Davina T. |
| closing my eyes to see clearly taking my time to hurry sleep makes fantasy reality spinning around to make the world stand still watching falling stars stay right where they are giving away what i so desperately wanted to keep showing myself in a hidden corner uncovering a lie disguising the truth becoming whole while being torn apart full of empty thoughts running in place caged inside my freedom dying to live starting to quit wishing going to stop sometime a glowing light thru the darkness and dawn breaks into the night finding a lost cause paying for a free gift without a heart within me i am indifferent to love screaming silently whispering loudly bittersweet memories wash over me remind us to forget how things used to be putting a brave smile on this fearful face faith in that which i do not believe laughing happily as the tears arrive the sun is still there even when it rains dreaming wide awake jumping up just to fall down saving what's already been tossed to the wind righting a wrong somehow understanding what i can't comprehend biting my lips to speak refusing the acceptance of me listening to that voice with deaf ears satisfyed with chaotic peace with good intentions at times come bad endings |
| Untitled 1 - By Christine S. |
| Lonely, lonely that's my name What a pity, what a shame My candle's burned out, I have no flame I'm looking for content, I need no fame! Inside of me there's so much pain Sometimes I feel like I'm insane In my life, what's there to gain? I can't stand the quiet, I wish it would rain I know there's an angel watching from above In some sort of spirit, or essence, or dove I wonder if it knows what I am thinking of Please let a miracle happen, and let me feel love Life is getting shorter day by day And if I could say one thing, this is what I'd say Angel dear angel watch over me, I pray Each moment that passes, in the future and today So much in my life, causes me to weep I swore that you appeared to me, last night in my sleep Although that is a promise, that I doubt you could keep The Mountain up to you is so tall and so steep I'm sorry I have no faith in you But honestly, what can I do? Are you a fairytale? Or are you true? Am I ignorant? And do I have a clue? Now I know for fact, that you were truly here I saw your hazy outline, you standing in the mirror Although it was peculiar, I had no fear Now I'm certain I can do anything, cause I realize you're always near! |
| Untitled 2 - By Christine S. |
| They hear the drop of a dripping faucet now they are hearing two, Then there's a trickle and then there's more now there's quite a few. They hear the clanging of the plumber banging on the spout Yelling, hitting, cursing, spitting, trying to check it out. The waters pouring heavily, the sink's now torn apart, He didn't break the sink that day, he tore away my heart. He tries to fix it, but he lost the pieces, they are never to be found. I lie there helpless, scared you see, 'cause soon I will have drown. I yell out loud "I'm going to die", but no one hears this bug I close my eyes and lay there still, Will anyone pull the plug? |
| Untitled 3 - By Christine S. |
| Sacrifices made to those Situations no one knows Splendid thoughts throughout the day Secret journeys along the way Sentimental times to reflect Seldom do, others suspect Selfish reasons interfere Sexual desires draw me near Savvy, coy, and mostly deceit Surge of energy prolongs my heat Sometimes my emotions make me look back Sinners too, can get back on track Survive today, don't think ahead Sterilize the resent, lead, don't be led! |
| Untitled 4 - By Christine S. |
| Times are changing People are changing Life is changing I'm glad it's not the same Though I cling to the past And wait for the future The present is the worst I'm so glad people are different Life would be boring Life would be empty Life would be worse If we all judged ones faults It's hard to live It seems easier to die I sit here quietly I begin to cry With one last breath I blink my eyes I look deep into the sun I lift my head and laugh I laugh at the low life's I pity the programmed The ones who just follow others Life's going to be better from now on!! |
| An Unwilling Experience - By Jamie M. |
| So cold and unwilling, How could this be, Inside my head a scream so shrilling, Why is he doing this to me? My eyes were blurry, I could not move, I'm full of nothing but fury, Trying to stop him I couldn't do. I kept saying no,no, But I couldn't stop him, Now I'm stuck with feelings I can't show And a life that seems so dim. Will this feeling ever go away? Or will I have it forever, In the back of my mind from day to day, A memory I'll never treasure. |
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