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Jamie Anderson Poem
I dance in and out of your peripheral vision
I'm not really sure you see me at all you see the empty spaces I take up
I want to be more than what I merely represent to you
to everyone I wish to be the fragile doll porcelain eyes a non existent heart
A broken girl
A china chipped soul
A center as black as coal
I need more than I could possibly get
the empty void a silent voice and the glittering blackness all around
Trembling hands, coffee and cigarettes to drown the pain to ignite my feeble mind getting colder still bones are aching tired eyes sunken hollow lies I'm fine I'm fine
Escape to fantasy life running away from the harsh reality of real life
Playing Alice in wonderland games falling down the rabbit hole easy to go down never to return to the infinite sun
Heart beating slow I can't stay too afraid to go a cowards call to the silver tinted knife
The girl I merely represented has died
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What if I disappeared?
Would you look for me?
Would you call my name into
the galaxies afar and would you
think of me as you fall asleep in
your bed at night.
Would you imagine my voice
carried on the wind could you
feel me all around
As I travel on roads singing
your song burning the bridges
that tear at my heart.
Would you watch the midnight
news hoping to see my face
hoping I'm still alive somewhere out there
in space
Could you replace me with
someone else holding your
hand kissing your nightmares
away
Would you forget my name in
passing as I'm running from
everything praying it won't
catch me
Ill see your face in every rear
view mirror but blow it away
with the smoke from my
ciggarette hanging from my lips
You'd never feel my gentle
caress against your your
fevered skin never hear me
laughing at the crazy things
you say you wouldn't catch my
tears as they were falling an
empty space takes your place
Would you look for me if I
disappeared today?
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I want to dip my hands in the sky and watch the stars fall down and cry
I want to walk out into the ocean and lay my troublesome head down into the murky depths
There are hidden meanings in the words I speak A hidden sadness in every look i convey towards you but you don't see behind your wall of smoke and mirrors it's just to much for you to comprehend I love you but I'm falling apart behind all the closed doors you don't see when your away from me.
I need to run to the farthest city out of reach take my hand and follow me
I need a new scenery to change this broken reverie
Leaving behind the wasted years all spent on my knees gasping for the air I try so hard to breathe.And even when I've hit the floor I still see my weeping dreams shatter across the screen of this empty cinema inside my head.
I want to pull you in but taking you down with me is not a option
I'll never leave even when you scream and show me towards the door
because now I love you and I need so much more
I have to grab the hand your reaching out towards me but in order to stand by you I would need to walk across a million miles of broken glass
I have to break crashing through the surface of this drowning sea I have been under so long born again and the only one that could have ever saved me was you.
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I find myself
dancing alone
at odd intervals
I'm that girl
the one
with crazy dreams and a heart full of nails
I'm the girl no one knows
and if you listen real close
you might figure out this is all a dream
something make believe
I created
and if I erase myself out
will you put yourself in?
I'm sure you have all these lies to tell about my soul
and if you pay attention you could learn something
about
dancing with yourself at odd intervals you could be the person nobody knows.
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My boyfriends getting high im
watching him kill his mind
Jonny is snorting lines he's
lying in the corner
contemplating suicide
Becky is drowning her sorrows
from the bottom of the bottle
Wouldn't it be great if we could
go back
To sidewalk lanes and play
ground games
But now we are etching things
in our skin
Starving ourselves thin
Using drugs and booze to hide
all this pain
No longer do we reach out for
help
Or beg you to listen
Instead we get high in someone
else's kitchen
We will dye our hair paint our
nails and eyes black
Giving small clues that scream
look at me
Our families they do wonder
Why our moods they always
change our eyes always glisten
Jessica hasn't eaten in 3 days
she's hoping they won't notice
But her head is dizzy she just
might faint before she looks
like
The flashy princess models
Some moments we are those
happy children again
Paper lunch bags and swing
sets And laying in our parents
laps
Finally letting them listen
But not for long because even
though we are young we have
inner demons too listen to us
before our hearts they just
might stop.
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Have you ever
felt like jumping out of your skin?
Like staying alive and dying hurt just the same
so you dangle dangerously between two lines on the edge praying it won't crumble under your unbearable weight but at the same time summoning the courage to jump.
Have you ever died inside?
Felt the emptiness that hazes your days with black
where you want to cry but nothing comes
when there's a hole so wide and deep you can't figure out
how you dug yourself to that point
but there you are frayed,broken and falling apart your seams that hold you together are visibly untying and you hope that everything that makes you up whole will be enough in the end.
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Such fractured lines in all our stars
finding ways to stay a little more sane
we pull the covers over our faces and drown out all the pain
Nothing stays the same and like the tides of the ocean
come and go I'll have to say goodbye again and again
I never thought I'd see those ghosts drowning out all your words
and pulling you under to the places that darken the heart
I look for your face in the parting crowd and just like that your gone
No parting words just the memory of a once was
every thought every breath is a tiring escapade
trying to figure out what I did wrong
maybe I loved you too much or never enough
And I'm writing this letter
to send out to sea
only hoping someday someone will read our story
and hear my voice narrating all the memories in a once was
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Empty rifts in space
I see your cold smiling face a useless reflection I've lost your connection
our hearts that once beat in sync has drifted your pulse getting softer as I breathe in your scent.
Your hand slipping and all I can do is watch your beauty fade
if I could I'd reach inside suck the poison out make everything ok but as my last memory fades all I can see is empty space but your silhouette always remains
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She said I'll sleep for a
thousand years more in a glass
box fit for a fairy tail queen
Until all the stars fall from the
sky and the moon crashed and
kisses the bleeding sea
When all the kings horses and
all the kings men grow weary
and old and drop to their death
Dreaming and wishing the
world away the sun will soon
forget to bring me a new day
My name would be lost among
the whispering willows my story
never told to any only my face
a distant memory
I left a note that says don't
look for me there isn't a key
She said ill sleep for a thousand
years more if only for a day
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There's too many hours in the day and I looked to you for the answers
but you had no soul and there was a hole in me so all my questions went unanswered.
And the night presses on in a dreary haze there was so many things I wanted to say about all the ways I'm disappearing every day.
Your distant daze told me to walk away but I'm just to weak to walk away
and we'll sit here and fade in millions of different ways as the light changes to a cold dead day.
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