.Poetry.
All entries are the work of myself unless otherwise stated. You may not take my poems, or those of other people, without their or my permission!
.If.You.Could.See.Inside.Me.
Written: Jan. 7th 2005
If you could see inside me

Your blood would run cold

You are very unaware of my feelings untold

I've been ignored

For one minute too lonng

And you're just now realizing something went wrong?

My wrists are slit

Just above the vein

The funny thing is.........

I don't feel the pain

The only pain  I feel

Is whats inside my heart

Or the peices at least

Fore, it's been torn apart

If people knew the truth

Of what goes on

Inside my head

They'd all runaway from me

In fear of becoming dead

They don't take the time

Out of their day

And if they did

They'd never stay

If you could see inside me

YOur blood would run cold

You are very unaware

Of my feelings untold

You don't know the truth

About how I really feel

No matter how long I wait

I'll never completely heal

You finally got it out of me

You've trapt me so well

Nothings ever changed

Once again,

I'm in a living hell.


by 4gotNshadow301 on OD
.Broken.Unspoken.
Written: Jan. 9th 2005
Wanting love, stares of the eyes
Then up comes a wall.
What do you do?
Looks down, lets yourself  fall.

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The wonders of this circle...
Pulling on me, like gravity.
Thinking, it will take a miracle
Virtue, or just depravity...

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Innocence, patience and perfection...
Honor and trust, must prevail.
Eats at me like an infection...
Easily broken, your eyes see now how frail.

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Fear thrives inside, broken down..
Is there enough strength to pull me up?
God let me find the Crown
Let your Blood fill my cup.

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Scars of life left behind
Striving  just to keep hold of life...
In this presence of mind
Being broken, and still feeling the strife!

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Boxed up within myself...
Screaming, help me get out!
Letting a being, make me feel pelf!
Don't let me stay here doing without.

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I know there is more out there
Take my hand, and hold on tight!
Inside and out it is more than I can bare
God can't you, see my heart is contrite?

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Broken, Broken,
Broken!
Unspoken, Unspoken!
Unbroke
Not written by me. Cannot find name of author.
Written: Feb. 1st 2005
.Slipping.
Alone,
I feel the gloom
Seep into my
Unprotected veins

In desperate need of
Someone,
Someone who cares,
Cares enough to stay awake
Holding me close
While my mind runs wild
Through the dark of night
Til the gray of dawn

Someone to
Wipe away the tears
Before they drown
My tarnished soul

Someone to
Stop my blood curtailing
Screams from
Shattering my fragile sanity

Slowly I feel myself
Slipping into a state,
A state of no return

I need to find
My life line
I need to find
Love and joy
I need to find me
I need to find me
Written: June 23rd 2005
.Untitled.
Did she take the blade out of the razor?
Did she take the cap off the bottle of pills?
Did she drink until she couldn't?
Did she take her own life.?

Our questions....

Did he tie the noose?
Did he hold the knife?
Did he swallow the posion?
Did he take his own life.?

....will never have answers.

Memories poor from her veins,
Memories that come out as blood.
Memories that will never be shared,
Memories that haunt her and rot in the back of her mind.

will she follow the foot steps of her father...

Her mother strikes her again,
Her body falls to the floor,
Her blood spills again,
Her mother stares coldly.

....or will her mother end it for her.

She runs and hides,
She runs away,
She gets out of this small aprtment,
She doesn't look back.

does her mother look for her....

Ariving at the door again,
Ariving at the door of her best friend,
Ariving with a fake smile,
Ariving with hidden bruises and scars.

....or does she hide from her.

The phone rings,
The girls mother asks for her to come home,
The girls mother tells lies,
The girl returns to hell.

will she servive....

Mom no..
...god no...
...please.

.....her words are nothing to her mother.

BANG.....
                   .....WACK.....
                                                                                            ......SMACK.

.....her cries are nothing to her sisters.

Deep inside she suffers,
Endless pain on the inside and out,
Pain never ends for her,
Rebeling out is her only option,
Even that has failed her now,
Sanity has left her,
Sadness has filled her,
Inside she crys,
Only she sees the truth,
Nothing can help her now...
Written by Tina.
.Gone.With.Me.
It�s strange to have someone who understands. You and I have so much in common, and yet I push you away like all the others I truly care about. I can�t let you get too close. If you do�.you�ll see what I really look like, inside, and you won�t like it.

I don�t want to hurt you. You open up to me like no one  has before�and I want to do the same in return.
I�m scared. I hate it that I can�t trust anyone. But please, don�t leave me for it.

The sad thing is I know I�ll destroy this. I always have�
why must the past follow me? Just when I think its gone�it comes up and bites me in the goddamned ass.

Thinking about you is confusing. And I know, that
I�m falling for you�.but you are also my friend. I�ve never had a friend-boyfriend�.and its different. But I like it. I really do.

So why is it that when we see each other, I want to run toward you and away from you at the same time? The thought of being hurting by you, after all I�ve been through,
makes me shudder.

And when you�re not here�.
I want to be with you. To hold you and kiss you, and for you to do the same. I cherish the way you trust me�.and  I want it to stay like that.

But why is it being with you fills me with dread?
.I.Wish.I.Could.Be.Nobody.Again.
I wish I could be nobody again, so maybe then I wouldn't hurt. In dreams, I'm never there - playing a role in vain. And I hope that this is all a bad day, just waiting for it to go away.

I wish I could see myself as others do.
What am I to them? If they saw what I saw, I would be hated by all. And you say its just a PHASE that will pass as I grow....

I dont see it ending. I wake up and hope that today
will be the day I die. Everything I do, everything I say, is a LIE. Sometimes I wish I had the courage to end it all...what happened to bravery? What happened to hope, to life, to happiness THAT I HAD TO LOOSE IT ALL. Am I really that stupid?!?!

Sleep is my only release. For then, I could be
someone else...who actually is happy, for one.

And if I could be nobody again, I'd unzip my skin and leave it here....I'd leave me self to rot like I deserve. And if I had a voice, I'd choose another path....away from you, away from them,
away from ME.

I wanna be diffrent. I wanna be someone else....someone who's not me.
I don't want to hurt anymore just wanna go out the door.... to leave this place, so I could be NOBODY again.
.Keep.it.Up.
Keep it up 'till my heart burns black and paper dolls bleed, making up for all I lack 'till the pretty drunk boys mean nothing to me.

Keep it up 'till my sweet heart breaks and you leave me bruised and sore, keep it up 'till I just can't take this anymore...
.Poem.for.the.Broken.Dolls.
Little girl who w a l k s to school
you [hide] your
tears
because you don't want
anyone to see you cry.
I
see you when you get home
I see you
before you leave
a thousand tears are running down your cheeks
Your make-up is
smeared
Your eyes
puffy and bright red.
You have finally lost c-o-n-t-r-o-l
they finally got to your \head/
They {\r\i\p\p\e\d\} through your
skin and got inside
Broke
everything
but some how you don't notice
they got to you
which you said they never would
A thousand tears for just one word.
Your head is no longer
held high
as a
bird can fly
You can't even
force a smile
Little girl who w a l k s to school
you're [hiding] all your
tears
saving them for tonight
Eventually everything will be alright
just close your eyes
wish
dream

but
don't die.
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