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Drowning With Imagery

The one holding me in comfort
is the one that isn't there.
the one passing by me
couldn't give a damn.
I have felt someone in me,
but is only the ghost of the mind.
the figure of reality
that no one will see in me.

I have no need for these tricks.
What ever happens to me,
please take the heart of mine.

Beaten down to the core,
holding the treasure of the soul.
I have reached so far with you in hand,
as my knight with nothing viable,
but a picture cradled with care.

The pain I have felt of being alone,
wasn't always felt right here.
the shadows pass right by me,
and I don't care.
The man that held my hand,
is the haunting that I need.
the person with a voice.

I give name to a man,
farthest away from me.
You are one that holds me
(heart with hand).

With the thought of this,
haven't I just fought life alone?
Or have I just hid behind ?
my spiritual soldier that has a name,
a name without any meaning.

You are the god, you are the sin.
you are my guard within.
as I fall into my fate of reliance
I have nothing but hated independence.
If you all take this man away,
will I see the light on the other side?
Or that image of faith will be left behind.
Where is my heart and hand now?

Has my life been lived under the rocks,
will this feeling ever stop?
May I have a knight,
with that name tonight?
Has my thoughts been swallowed up
by the visage of you?
As will I get up and walk the path alone
maybe stay here and fall alone.

As now I have been found,
I have drowned in with you,
with the framed picture next to me.

Copyright © Abigail Tolar | Year Posted 2011



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Woman

She was locked up inside her cage,
only to be engaged
to be trapped again .

Her hope led into the arms,
of a man who would harm
and chained her down with “love”.

There's no escape 
for what the world wants.
There's no way to get away
from what the world wants.
There's no escape 
for what the world wants.
There's no way to get away
from what the world wants.

To get anywhere, 
the inside must die,
only to be hollow for the rest of your life.

Your strength must not exist,
and to feel the bliss
of being the mother his child.

Theres no escape 
for what the world wants.
Theres no way to get away
from what the world wants.
Theres no escape 
for what the world wants.
Theres no way to get away
from what the world wants.

If she tried to do what she likes
and even tried to pick a fight,
she's only pushed into the spikes
to “get better” and feel “alright”.
If she tried to do what she likes
and even tried to put up fight,
she's only pushed into the spikes
to make her “better” and “aright”.

… “Alright”

(… Its HIS world, after all.)

Copyright © Abigail Tolar | Year Posted 2011

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The Final Star Isn'T Born

(The final star isn't born!)  
    There is a star shining in the skies above you.
    There's a hell that likes to sink inside you,
    and there’s a ambition that stands beside you,
    and a dream that likes to catch you.

    Within these dark eyes,
    is a drop of our belief.
    As you fly in these blue skies.
    you’ll soon be up there in relief.

    With the world in your hands.
    Take a chance and take a stand.
    Tell the world another great story
    and with your stories in hand.

    Take the controls, take command
    and you are the star with the best glory.
    There’s been a mirror held to my face.
    Your face is what I see in place.

    I want to see it again and again.
    You are the dream of the girls,
    come and take us just for a twirl.
    We just like to know how’s it been.

    Your are the star in the sky.
    We will come to help you fly.
    lets take on this dream together,
    no matter whats going on with the weather.

(The final star isn't born!)

Copyright © Abigail Tolar | Year Posted 2011

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Lullaby

Here I am in the cradle.
Sing me your sweet tune.
Cast a dream in my mind
as I fall asleep tonight.

My life has been nothing but hell,
so take this out for once.
When you take me in your arms,
release the negativity inside me.

The world as it falls into itself.
I feel the sweetness of the dream.
The look upon the eyes.
let the cradle rock me to sleep.

As the world crumbles beneath me,
I taste the sugar in the misery.
The beauty which I can see,
gives the song a true meaning.

Here we are beside the cradle
letting the dreams come true.
The love sang in the lullaby
has blessed me with you.

Copyright © Abigail Tolar | Year Posted 2011

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Death In Misery

Dreams have been fading
like the colors I have seen.
The skies become gray,
my eyes bringing up tears,
filling the world with rain.

This pain has haunted me,
but shoving it in my mouth 
only has damaged me more.
Ignoring the loss of what’s around 
and now I have to face it.

To loose people I love,
and the man I desire
To have in my arms
is now not allowed to be near me,
And has been taken from me.

Taken for a gift,
stupid child who lives in greed.
While I live in this place,
the place is called “misery”.
As I feel this pain.

Please my love.
If you have to go, take this heart!
I do not need it no more,
It has only been making this pain worse.
Only made the person I am a horrible woman.

The blood of mine from the tear,
The slit to where my heart was.
Falling into the world filled with watch
the blood mixes with salty sea.
This is the body of water.

My eyes close to the pressure.
To burn the world I was in
changing the gray scale. 
Making it all black and silent,
I die drowning in pain.
Pain as harsh as life has ever been.

Copyright © Abigail Tolar | Year Posted 2011



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Autumn Day

I heard them shouting from the other room
I watched as the bitterness starts to bloom
and I can't wait to finally leave soon
the TV screen told it was my last day.

These tears that I've cried won't stop the rain
but it will open away all this hidden pain.
I've already been told to kill myself on the inside,
because its about conforming in and the outside.

And I still watch the ceiling crumbling.
I can't seem to walk without tumbling.
I already can't wait to leave soon.
Its already said on the news it's my last day.

I leave it myself to believe
the muse I love is out to retrieve.
My heart before its last beat
to save me bore their mission is complete.

Save me, save me.

I see you on the other side of the street.
Calling my name, wanting to meet
so I don't have to leave soon
you're the muse that saved me on this autumn day.

Copyright © Abigail Tolar | Year Posted 2011

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Silence Is Golden

I've been made to sit by myself,
to believe the words "I'll be right back".
I've been made to speak to myself
because you can't talk to the girl left in the cracks.

I just listen to the words about me,
told that to love is to abuse and abuse.
I just listen to the word of me,
I am here though I got nothing to lose.

And I have something to say!
You all seem to walk away,
and I don't wanna stay here.
I don't wanna be isolated into fear .
And I have something to say!
You all hate me in every way.
These are the feelings I've been holding in.
You all see that my silence is golden.

I've decided to leave this cruel world.
I have a friend I've created to play with me.
I decided to leave from this cruel world
I have a friend in my mind that actually likes me.

I've I decided to leave into my mind.
Its the place I know I belong.
I always felt better living inside.
My friend can easily come along.

And I have something to say!
You all seemed to walk away,
and I don't wanna stay here.
I don't wanna be isolated into fear.
I and I have something to say!
You all hate me in every way.
These are the feelings I've been holding in.
You all see that my silence is golden.

Copyright © Abigail Tolar | Year Posted 2011


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