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bloody wrists

I'm sitting on the floor
I'm crying so much more
trying to erase this pain
trying to forget your face
sitting here with the blade in my hand
running so slow blood dripping down
in a deep red color
flowing freely the way i want to feel

I'm sitting on the floor 
holding my hand out
I'm holding a bottle
a bottle filled with pills
I'm crying so hard
the pain is unbearable
I'm feeling so weak 

I'm sitting here on this floor 
holding a blade
crying like crazy
trying to take this pain away
I'm trying my best trying to fight
my eyelids feel heavy
my door is so far
the whispered yells to far
falling deep in to sleep

deep..deep..deep..deep
I'm laying on a bed
I'm so confused 
where am i?
my throat feels sore
my body screams in pain
I'm looking around
I'm in a small white room

i try to move,
my hands are stuck
i try to get up
i feel restraints 
what happened to me?

I'm laying on a bed
trying to get up
my head hurts
a nurse is here
a shot is administered 
i drift to sleep
I'm in the psych ward
why am i here?

I'm lying on a bed
laying so still 
my wrists hurts to no end
I'm crying out loud
screaming and cussing
my body hurts
i can't remember

all i remember are my bloody wrists
and a bottle of pills
all i remember is the pain i was in.....





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Letting Go

Their lives begin, that special day
Your hardest job, is on the way.
Walking and pacing, all night long
Knowing that one day, they’ll be strong.

Watching them crawl, then walk and run
Treasure each moment, share their fun.
They grow so fast, enjoy each day
For sometime soon, they’ll move away.

Years of school, sometimes they will drag
We’re filled with pride, we parents brag.
Teaching our kids, always be kind
Lasting friendships, many will find.

Do as I say, not as I do
We all have said, our parents too.
The truth comes out, don’t cheat or lie
Don’t try and skimp, to just get by.

Take the right path, we try to guide
Sometimes they don’t, we let it slide.
Knowing they must, find their own way
Life is tough, on track they must stay.

Bumps in the road, many will hit
We as parents, just have to sit.
Learn from mistakes, it takes its’ toll
Their independence, that’s our goal.

The hardest part, is yet to come
When high school years, are said and done.
We’ve done our jobs, as best we could
We must let go, or so we should.

Give them their wings, and let them fly
As we sit back, and often cry.
Turning the page, is hard to do
Wondering if, they listened to you.

Reach for the stars, follow your dreams
It takes time, forever it seems.
Your heart will break, can’t let it show
It’s so difficult, letting go.

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This Girl

This girl, she's crying inside,
But all everyone sees is smiles,
This girl, she's hurting inside,
She's lived like this for quite a while,
Always holding her pain inside, 
She won't ruin everyone's time,
This girl, she's breaking down inside,
But all she does is smile,
Those deep eyes,
Hold a lot world of misery,
Playing pictures from her mind,
Showing her past, her history,
She doesn't want to remember,
But the memories continue to play,
Every night she prays,
Wishing them away,
But this girl lies with her laugh,
And hides behind a mask,
So that no-one can see her pain,
Her past, her denials,
This girl, she's dying inside,
Although no-one can see her pain,
She just continues to smile bright,
From day to everyday,
With beautiful lying eyes,
For everyone to see,
Everyone and anyone,
Everyone but me.

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Sweetest Love Note

One night a guy & a girl were
driving home from the movies. The
boy sensed there was
something wrong because of the painful
silence they shared between them
that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over
because she wanted to talk. She told him that her
feelings had changed & that it was time to move on.
A silent tear slid down his cheek as he
slowly reached into his pocket & passed her a folded note.
At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down
that very same street. He swerved
right into the drivers seat, killing the boy.
Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she
pulled it out & read it.
"Without your love, I would die."

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Hate

Do you hear my silent cries? Or do you set me to the side? For in my mind the black bird flies, In the Darkness of my mind For each breath you take, For each word you speak, I slowly grow in hate For you, is who, my Darkness seek Do you hear my scream of hate, Just wanting you to die? For now I wait, for you fate, In the Darkness of my mind!

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having sex - footle

buck wild
rodeo style
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PENNED ON AUGUST 14, 2014!

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Granny Panty Annie, the Tranny

Lemme tell ya' about a
*ding-bat skit-zo 
bee-hotch* tranny
named Annie...

I met her one night 
under disco lights 
up at Candies

She was 
starin' at me
grittin' her teeth
aimin' ta' see 
if I wanted a piece
of he 
OR
of she 
by way of flashin' granny panties

She was
shootin' pool
actin' a fool
so I 
took a shot
and one tiny glance 
but got caught

So I
lit up a smoke
and tried to play it off cool
but it was too late
she had pulled up a stool

She slurred,
"Hey young felluh, where ya' been all my life!"

I replied, 
"Sorry to burst yir' bubble, but I got a wife!"

"That don't matter kid, what she don't know won't hurt the girl" 
as she fisted my collar and yelled, "I'LL ROCK YIR' WORLD! Annie the Tranny is what they call me. Bet you been wanted ta' bone me since you first saw me!"

Fear and frustration danced on my face
I begged the bouncer to 
"Get this he/she outta the place!"

My pleas were to no avail, 
and that sea donkey lurked hot on my trail
flailin' it's arms and grindin' bar stools with it's tail

Speakin' of tails...
a shiny blue wale tail crept up her back
Her jeans were mean, but couldn't hold her underwear's elastic slack
but at least it beat feastin' eyes upon her crack
then she... 
wrapped her grimy hands around my neck and asked, 
"You n' me, boy, what the heck!?!"

I screamed,
"Look here lady, you seem real nice for a tranny;
but...
ya' see...
ya' need 
to hit the bricks,
you
and yir' Granny Panties!"

At that point the joint started to really heat up
people were glarin' like they really wanted me beat up
I can't recall how the hell I got out of there 
alive and free
it was like a big manly freight train
headin' dead at me

I'm pretty sure I owe the good Lord a big favor
that beast was the devil
and Jesus was my Savior!

It's a night I thought would never end... 
the night at Candies Bar n' Grill
Granny Panty Annie got a thrill 
tryin' to make me her sexy friend!!!




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Forever In My Heart

A million times I've needed you
A million times I've cried
If love alone could have saved you
You never would have died
In life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place
No one can ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you
But you did not go alone                                            
A part of me went with you
The day GOD called you home
Your precious memory is my keepsake
With which I'll never part
GOD has you safely in HIS keeping
But I have you forever in my heart

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Unwed Teen Mothers and Poverty

At internet dating sites secrets are hidden
On his roller coaster of lies, Pam had ridden
Though she agreed to meet Joe in a public park
The sun had already set; it was growing dark

No families or lovers were strolling around
When Jim came from behind and pushed Pam to the ground
Pam went home and was afraid to tell her parents
In four months there was a change in her appearance

Pam left home and started living on the streets
Turning away from every stranger she’d meet
‘Neath neon lights on a cardboard box she lay
Night after night, visiting soup kitchens by day

In her eighth month she found a home for pregnant teens
As her mom endured the torment of fearful dreams
Time neared and Pam called home crying, “Mom, I’ve done wrong!”
Grateful mom said, “Dear, I’d have been there all along"

Lifting Pam up from the grasp of dire poverty
Her parents welcomed the newborn to their family
If she hadn’t made that call, Pam would not have known
The comfort she’d receive in her parents’ fine home



* Entry for Gwendolen’s “Mom, I’m Pregnant” contest.

According to Douglas J. Besharov with the University of Maryland’s School of Public 
Policy, almost half of all families headed by women under age 18 have incomes 
below the poverty line. This is almost five times the poverty rate of two-parent 
families with children. 

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THE POWER IS GREATER

THE POWER IS GREATER!

The Big Bang designed the stratosphere and troposphere.
Below both majestic presence, Earth is the topography.
Today, all God’s creature roams freely.
Human being munificence is magnanimousness.

Now sits a child fulfilled.
She has her ink pen.
She aspires to be a writer – a great poet someday.
She is real to a righteous path.
Her themes and topics display a certain initiative.
God’s kind of poetry she leitmotifs vigorously and the melodies manifested.

A theological epitome inner cores and personification of the spirit went aglow.
Her radiance was beautiful.
Her voice recited the glory of the omnipotent.

God had sent the gift of psalm and she embraced him with open arms.
Baptism converted her soul to be a modern-day Apostle of the Lord God.
 
Prophecy she formed.
Wisdom and knowledge was born.
Her innateness was so strong that she was a natural.
Her libretti brought smiles.
When a release was necessitated from emotional dismay, her librettos bring hope and puts God’s speed in place.

The Lord God sent the gift of psalm.
In a whisper, is the strength of voice.
The Lord God provides the power.

The people exclaim, “This is God’s kind of poetry.”
Eloisa proclaims, “This is praise and worship of the omnipotent."
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PENNED ON SEPTEMBER 19, 2014 @ 12:48 A.M.!
Challenge Title "God's Kind Of Poetry' Contest!

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The Best Mistake

You made the mistake and now,
your afraid to face this day. 

Your thoughts are racing through 
and through.

You wonder if your family looks at
you as a disgrace, but you'er mother
takes you and reasures, your very 
much loved in grace.

Even though your much to young
for this breathing little thing this
has become.

You couldn't just throw it out
like it was a peice of trash.

So you grow up and take the
path that led you to your best
mistake for years to come.

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Dark Poet

Dark skies fill eyes of despair, 
Full of hurt and anger that grows so strong;
A pain-filled child ready to rip out her hair,
All her life never feeling like she belongs.
Dark-bright eyes, rimmed in smeared mayballine, 
With moon-colored skin they look haunted.
A tortured wild-girl ready to scream,
Knowing deep inside that she isn't wanted.
Looking out through blood red strands,
At what could be her kill or prey;
Yellow-green cat eyes scan the land,
Ready to take out an enemy and leave it to decay.
So lost inside with not a light;
Showing anger instead of her pain.
Taking out her injuries on the world in spite;
The emotions inside so hard to contain.
One little slice turns to ten,
Before she knows it shes addicted.
She jots down her words in black liquid pen,
Her heart so jumbled, feels constricted.
No one knows the secrets she hides;
She doesn't think anyone would care 
She's tossed under the rip-tides,
trapped unable to breath with the tricking suns glare.
On the prey she paces like a cat;
A black panther so smooth, with a wicked saunter.
At any moment ready to strike and go into full combat,
Ready to win front and center. 
If you look into her sinful eyes,
Would you see all her lies and truths;
Or get trapped in her promiscuous disguise.
Deep inside shes a sleuth,
Watching how everyone else in the world acts;
Wondering if she can too act like that. 
When someone finds out why she' like this, it stops her in her tracks;
She attacks, then hides in the dark like a bat.
She's the Dark Poet; the Little Lost one.
There is no hope for her;
She knows all hope has been lost, the threads come undone;
She's trapped in her own world, with a panthers black purr.
Given up all effort to try and make it better then it is;
She doesn't see the point in trying anymore.
Even her heart screams out "you will never be his",
Left to lay her beautiful corps on the floor.
She's haunted, twisted, evil little one, she's so dark inside,
Finally she'll let it all out, she'll let people see,
There is nothing left to hide,
I promise I've never killed anyone,
But me...

   



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The Bond

The bond between a Daddy and a Little Girl is unlike any other,
Its greater than anything even a bond with a Mother,
When a Little Girl hurts her knee, she runs to her Daddy,
He takes all her hurt away, because it is his own pain,
When a Little Girl has a bad dream, she runs to Daddy for protection,
He hugs her in his arms so tight, and tucks her in and says goodnight,
When a Little Girl has a broken heart, she runs and cries in Daddy's arms,
Daddy asks who he has to beat, because they hurt his Little Girl,
When a Little Girl hears bad rumors at school,
She runs and cries to Daddy that they arent true,
He teaches her to be okay, He teaches her to be so brave,
When a Little Girl falls in love, she runs to Daddy with the news,
Daddy gets scared that soon his Little Girl will leave, but in front of his Little Girl he's brave,
When a Little Girl brings home the ring, and her Honey right behind,
Her Daddy greets him as his son, and swallows up his pride,
When the Wedding Day finally comes, and the Little Girl holds her Daddy's arm,
He hides the tears in his eyes, and finds the strength to finally let go of his Little Girl,
When a Little Girl has her own baby, her Daddy is in awe,
He hides the tears from his little grandchild, and makes a new place in his heart,
But when a Little Girl looses her Daddy, she finds her heart is shattered,
Because the bond between a Daddy and a Little Girl is unlike any other...

I Love You Daddy < 3

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Undead Passion

Deep in my heart 
Above all emotions
Since the day we part
There's an undead passion

I still want to be with you
To be like before we're through
My heart, here kept on waiting
Till the dreams all come true

My heart screams in pain
Hoping that you would come by
I love you since the day you came
It hurts me when you said goodbye

I desire you, my love
I want you close to me
Let us fly to the sky above
Let us swim across the sea

I can't believe you are not meant for me
Although it seems love set me free
To embrace the one i love sincerely
To love the one i care truly

Can't you come back to me?
Can't you give love another chance?
And give me a thousand satisfactories
And let my heart joyfully dance...

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The Bakery and a Buttermilk Bar

I'd almost forgotten, how fondly this little hamlet
snuggles tight against the purple hills, and how State street
divides the town into two parts, like a pizza, one half a progressive present,
and the other half, the antiquated past.   The old library building still exists,
although now home to an upscale art gallery, but, over there, on the western slice
of the pizza, is a geometrical shaped building that
is now called library, even though it looks more like the Star-ship Enterprise.
I drive slowly past old Gibble Park,  and across the street is the same,
weathered brick building, where I spent many early summer mornings

Suddenly, I surrender to the decade when I was seventeen, 
working a summer job, helping Mrs. Casey. 
Back then, it was the only bakery in town, and I worked  a morning shift.
I was cashier, and handed out powdered donuts, jellied scones, and giant bear claws, 
to familiar faces that never seemed worried about cholesterol, sugar, saturated fats. 
Day after day,  they sampled with satisfaction, and gossiped, and enjoyed the morning routine.

I remember, with my own naive' innocence, befriending
a quiet, middle-aged man, with glossy dark hair, Cary Grant looks, and his overly charming smile.
I thought him to be nice, and knew who he was, from his daughter, who was a school mate, from a class below me at my high school

Mrs. Casey, (with a crease in her brow)  telling me
"Look out for that one" but never quite making it clear just what she meant by such a comment 
He always came by on his way to work, ordered  a buttermilk bar, ...helped himself to a paper cup of coffee, then often talked with me, while I wiped down the glass cases, and waited on other customers. But, I was flattered by the attention, 
Unexpectedly, when the end of  summer came,  while paying me for his buttermilk bar,he smiled sadly, barely said a word, and out of his pocket, he handed me a small package. 
He quietly told me to open it when I got home,..... it was to be our little secret.
Not knowing how to respond......I said nothing.

Upon arriving home, ....alone in my room, I opened the small gift, and inside a gold cross, on a long gold chain, and a small. brilliant diamond smack-dab, 
mid-center of the cross.  I didn't know what to think, and I never told a soul.   
It has never been worn.....it is still in my drawer....and though I had been warned,
somehow it makes me sad to think that some things still aren't clear.  

I was green, wet behind my ears......but there seemed nothing to fear, ....
the lines were blurred.... 
Even now....I can't be sure.



_____________________________________________________
9/24/14 Written for Regina Riddle's contest: Blue Mountain Poetry

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Runaway Train

The slap of sneakers on concrete,
Fill my ears with hollow sound;
Like my heart it has a beat,
Steady thumps against the ground.
My eyes are wide, to take in any light,
But not many shine in the dark.
I couldnt stand another fight,
Another sharp and mean-cutting remark.
I stop to take a quick bent-over breath;
Soon I'll start again on my run.
This adreniline is like crystal-meth,
It'll keep me going, when I just want to be done.
My eyes open again in the night,
Surveying quickly the world around.
For this action I wont feel contrite,
Otherwise I'd soon be burried in the ground.
My jeans are ripped at the knees,
My shirt-a tanktop of the color black.
This need to get away is like a disease,
With not an urge to ever go back.
The lights shine on the road, a pale yellow-white,
They catch my green-blue frantic eyes.
Even with no one around, my chest squeezes tight;
Afraid that they'll wake up and find me gone, though i never said goodbye.
The railroad is up ahead, right beneath my feet.
I reach out my hand, and feel the Runaway Train.
I have one chance, I cant allow defeat.
Around the handel I toss and loop my thick silver chain,
And pull my self up, up and off the ground;
I keep up and hold on, with one last look behind.
To open the door it only takes one pound,
Then im out of the wind, inside, in the darkness, blind.
For a moment, I have the chance to breathe;
Gone from everything I've known: 
No chance of dysfunctional familys,
No chance of ever knowing home.
Runaway Train, I've runaway,
The night abducts me.
The internal disorder has led me astray;
my mind is clearer, soon youd see.
I had but one choice left,
I chose the Runaway Train...

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Today's Youth

Our youth caught up in material things. 
Living in imagination with a vigor of 
emotions. Daily committing the seven
deadly sins. Living each day by the string 
and laughing at the pain it brings

They rise every morning in a smoke of 
clouds. Finding themselves in the dark
with close eyelids shaking of the dust. 
Overwhelmed by fate so many of the 
youth walk speechless through the day
contemplating how to escape. Drugs 
seems to be the only way so they inject 
it in their vain to ease the pain.

Most of the young are lost wandering 
about with no pure thoughts. In the 
surface they seem claim but the inner
is damaged by invisible flames. Trapped
in their own mind they live with violence
and suicidal thoughts, placing their life to
no use instead each other they shoot.
The young children of this world are simply
angered and sad when they grow up they
become violent and mad.

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Better Peices

You were old and new all at once
A deadly temptation 
A glitch in my solid nature
And so I dove head first
And as I did I watched the pieces
Of me break away
To reveal an alien 
A rawness, a vulnerability 
I had never thought I possessed
Yet there I was 
And there you were unchanged 
And unaware that I was scrambling 
For my better peices

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2nd Chances

Have you ever wondered if there really were second chances?
Do you believe in them?
I once thought that we get as many chances needed
But I guess that I thought wrong…
The first chance is always hard
To get back up on your feet
But I still hold on to that bit of hope…

Like the stars!
I'll keep going till I burn out
Like a river!
I'll keep pushing forward till I dry out
Simply because…
I have someone right behind me
And I believe that I have a second chance now
Which means that second chances are real!
But this is true once you have someone to love
Who loves you back as well…

Though you may think that many obstacles are too tough
To simply break right through…
And once you have fallen deep enough into your own hole
Do you believe that you can get back out?
My life had nothing but holes
And a few ditches as well
But I now can keep going because of her…

Like a rose!
I'll keep living till I wither away
Like a river!
I'll keep flowing till there's no way
Simply because…
I have someone who believes in me
And I believe that I have a second chance now
Which means that second chances are real!
This is very true once you have someone to love
Who loves you back as well…

The first chance is always hard
To get back up on your feet
But I still hold on to that bit of hope…

Like the stars!
I'll keep going till I burn out
Like a river!
I'll keep pushing forward till I dry out
Simply because…
I have someone right behind me
And I believe that I have a second chance now…
Like a rose!
I'll keep living till I wither away
Like a river!
I'll keep flowing till there's no way
Simply because…
I have someone who believes in me
And I believe that I have a second chance now
Which means that second chances are real!
This is very true once you have someone to love
Who loves you back as well…
And…that is why I will always be happy
Because I have someone like her…

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Daddy Please

Daddy will you hold me and
Tell me I’ll be okay?
Will you whisper in my ear
All the things you used to say

Will you squeeze me tight,
And call me your little girl?
Daddy will you make me laugh
And still give me the world?

Daddy just hold me close,
Please never let me drop
Keep me under your wing,
And please never ever stop

Daddy please I’m hurt
Don’t you see me lying here
Come back and make it all okay
Please come chase away this fear

Daddy hold me close to you
I want to feel your heart
Say you’ll never ever let me go
And never say we’ll part

Tears streaming down my face
Daddy please come here
I need you more than ever now
Daddy please just hold me near

Hold me tightly in your arms
I’m begging, “please don’t let go”
I still need you Daddy
I just thought you’d like to know

Daddy please I want you
Can’t you see me cryin’?
Look daddy way down here
Your little girl is dyin’

Daddy please I’m falling now
Wont you hold me tighter?
This monster is pulling me down
Please make this burden lighter

Daddy please come help me
Can’t you hear me screaming?
Don’t leave me here now
With my tears still falling, streaming

Why don’t you look at me?
Daddy please I’m scared
You saved all the other ones
Why wont MY soul be spared

Daddy please come back
In my heart I miss you
Just comfort me Daddy please
With all the things you used too

Daddy please I miss you
And I’m at my last resort
I’m sorry, but I can’t go on
This is my sad report

Your little girl is missing
Please tell me that you see.
Why don’t you put to rest,
This pain that’s running through me

All I want is you Daddy
So please come just take me home
All I want is you Daddy
I’m so tired of being alone

Daddy why won’t you look at me
Why don’t you care?
Why did you kiss the rest?
But me you did not dare

Daddy hold me close and
Call me your little girl
Tell me it will be okay and
That you’ll still give me the world

Tell me that you love me
Just tell me that you do
And whisper in my ear
All the things you used to

Daddy please hold me closer
I’m starting to slip through
Just please don’t let me go
I can’t do all this without you

Look into my eyes and
Tell me what you see
Tell me that you care and
Still want to set me free

Daddy will you hold me
And catch all of my tears
Daddy will you help me and
Chase all of my fears

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Bath of Blood

I sit here shaking in this warm water
The pain has come, for my life to barter.
Should i do it, let everything go.
I grab that razor and never let go.

I tilt my head back and take a breath
I soon feel the pain inside my chest.
My heart is pounding faster and faster.
I think in my head now I\'m the master.

Cutting and cutting away that pain
as the blood drips down, my life slowly fades.
I drop the blade, and watch it fade, into the 
Bath of blood that i have made.

Everythings gone, my life to.
into that red liquid, that makes me and you.
i am now free of all that pain, and all the suffering that never went away.

So now i lay here in my Bath of blood, looking down in at the soapy suds. Was it 
a dream or was it a fantasy.
I look at my wrists....and they still bleed.

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Breathe

Inhale: You touch me softly, then kisses me with delight.
Exhale:  It feels so good to me the spots you touch are just right.
Inhale: Should I tell you how I feel, or how you make me feel.
Exhale: Just to think you wouldn't understand me completely.
Inhale: When I spoke to you, I tried covering my reak thoughts.
Exhale: Not knowing how you would react to them! to ME!
Inhale: My anxious words jumping on the end of my tongue waiting to be 
realeased.
Exhale: Speak your mind? But I don't love with my mind.
Inhale: I love with my heart therefore I speak from my heart......... my soul.
Exhale: It's about time I started saying what I feel, what's in my heart.
Inhale: Somehow I let the words slowly fall back down my throat.
Exhale: They sit and wait.......Wait to be spoken, wait to be felt.
Inhale: I can't go on like this I need to tell you but how?
Exhale: WHEN? WHERE?
Why am I torturing myself by holding these feelings in. I should tell you but only 
when the time is right.When you think the time is right. I don't care about no one 
else. It's US only US!
Exhale: ( Ooops....... I forgot to BREATHE)

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Pain

Pain is all I feel in my life, 
For example, like being cut with a knife.
Since I was born,
Pain is all that’s come to me.
I don’t understand,
So I ask just one question, Lord Why Me?
I’ve been hurt in many ways,
And no one cares they just want to get paid.
Why does money have to cause so much pain?
So much pain, that I cry more than it rains.
Pain is what my heart is mostly full of,
Cause no one cares, but the man above.

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Two Little Girls

Three Little Girls:
That's what we were,
Standing outside the school,
You, me, and her.
I remember how it felt 
When you began to cry,
The weighted look of sadness
Reflecting in your eyes.
You missed the place you'd been before,
Where you had built a life,
And here among such harshness,
You had met much strife.

A year later, two little girls we were,
The other off on her own.
We were two in love with the same boy,
And a great friendship had grown.
You'd tease me and we'd laugh,
For hours that seemed like days,
And even though it was you he chose,
Our friendship did not go away.

Two little girls: that's what we were,
Friends until the very end.
As the years passed by,
More & more time together we would spend.
Though maybe not as close, 
Were we, as I wish we could have been,
Our friendship was a strong one, 
Unlike any I had seen.
You never pulled away,
Or said you needed space.
You'd greet me at the door, We'd link arms, a great smile upon your face.

One little girl: that's what I am,
Now that you left me.
I needed you so much,
But I suppose you never really did see.
Two friends, we are, torn apart,
However, our friendship will live on.
For true friendship knows know limits,
The barrier an invisible line that has been drawn.

You're still with me, here, even today,
But your smile I cannot see.
Though you pulled away,
We're closer now than I could have ever hoped to be.

Two little girls: that's what we are,
For no one could pull us apart.
Just like those still with me,
You'll be forever in my heart.
If I had known you'd leave me here alone,
I would have tied you to my side.
I knew not of your intentions,
For the truth you chose to hide. 
You haven't left me here alone,
I just long to hear your voice.
You wrote "The End" to your story,
Without giving me a choice.

If I could, I'd hug you now,
The way I forgot to before.
You're still here with me,
But somehow I want more.
I want your laughter to ring out,
Your song to echo through the halls,
To see again the look upon your face when
We went exploring and found only horses' stalls.

I don't want to be one little girl,
Why did our fun have to end?
I want to be two little girls,
Not one who misses her friend.

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Daily Thoughts

Everyone thinks they can relate to me
but nobody really understands,
they lie just so you feels as if your not the only one with problems.
the only people that feel as if you do
are the ones that have experienced
what you have.

have you ever felt suicide flowing 
through your veins?
or the sickness thats in your blood
it just drips out of your scars
and spreads to your fellow friends.

have you ever had a kiss of venom
from someone you cant have?
or the touch of someone who wants you 
so much that they have killed
your heart all together.

not understanding yourself so you
go to your friends to council you,
then you just close your eyes
and forget all your feelings?

did you ever hold your tears in so hard
that your eyes start to burn?
or make out as if your smiles are
pretend?
it is easier than answering everyones 
questions over and over.

what about when you see your desire
and your hands start to tremble and
tears fall like nothing before?
you try to imagine what life is like
but when you start it kills you
instantly.

your hell is my heaven
but im just an illusion of your god
and a prediction of the devil.
have you looked so hard that the star
has burnt a symbol in you?

no one cares about your life just whats 
in it.
the talk can lead your head to desicions
you dont want to make.
but like you make your own thoughts 
and everyone disagrees anyway.

if i could stop everyone 
for just a second or a half
i would hate it to tell the truth
but for me to stop my own life
would be a pleasure.

they say listen to your heart but for me
its too late,
because my heart has already stopped.