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We just go round and round
In endless circles
Hot and Cold
Always chasing eachother
Going no where
Ending up with nothing
Yet destroying everything
In our path
As we play
The same
Old
Games
(10/23/13)
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I hate crying.
Not the puffy faced, sniffling, headache giving kind. That ones bad, but this ones worse.
This is the kind of crying where you can't breathe and you feel sick. Your just sitting there thinking and all of a sudden you feel terrible. Then you notice your shirt is soaked from silent tears streaming down your face.
You feel a whole new level of sadness. A little anger, a little bit of grief, despair, stupidity, and yet some happiness. But you feel awful and you can't stop. Then you get dehydrated yet as soon as you force yourself to drink some water your back to drowning in tears and choking on held in screams.
And that is the worst type of crying. (10/3/13)
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It's the course of every love song.
It's the tempo of every good bye.
The tone behind "I'll love you forever",
And the reason behind a midnight cry.
Maybe she's the girl who never noticed
Or he's the boy who never cared.
Regardless we stay awake night after night,
Wishing they were there.
It really makes no sense
For us to wish for more pain,
But it's better to pretend they know and care
Than sit alone, remembering yesterdays.
But once the fog has cleared,
And they are gone from our lives,
Are we freed from a curse
Or were they a blessing in disguise?
It's a stupid thing called life,
Filled with wonder and magic,
But it has an insane need
To turn everything beautifully tragic.
(10/24/13)
**For any poem wizards out there, if I ever label my poems incorrectly please tell me. I am terrible at categorizing and just put everything pretty much as free verse or I don't know. So if you know that it belongs elsewhere please let me know, it wouldn't be rude and you'd actually be doign me a huge favor. Thanks!**
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She wrote everything down
Page by page
It was a way
To conceal her rage
But then one day
There was a boy who came
He stole her heart
And her brain
She fooled herself with happy thoughts
She never really
Saw the loss
Until the day
She picked up a pen
Faced a wordless page
And drew a blank
She gained some courage
And walked the plank
She realized
What was the deal
And figured that
She had to spill
So the feelings came out
And so did his true character
There was definitely no
Happily ever after
He played a great role
But his acting was shoddy
She finally found
All her stolen belongings
But they were in pieces
The label FRAGILE long gone
Though once again
She could write her songs
As I'm sure you've figured
This girl is me
And I guess this proves
There's a cost for everything.
(10/24/13)
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Oh lucky lucky me
What an amazing day
With the sun shining brightly down
I have nothing bad to say.
Oh lucky lucky me
My friend left me to die
We said you and me against the world forever
But you decided to learn to fly.
Oh lucky lucky me
I've fallen far too hard
He was a shining star, the perfect boy
And now the worlds gone dark.
Oh lucky lucky me
Why does everything fall apart
When all my "friends" abandon me
Where do I go to hit 'restart'.
Oh lucky lucky me
I think everything's better now
I really hope it will stay this way
Will someone show me how?
Oh lucky lucky me
They cry as the officer puts up yellow tape
I'm lying broken yet I'm above it all
I finally found my escape.
(10/24/13)
*Again, if you know the actual type of poetry PLEASE let me know. I just happen to be quite inept at finding the correct category for the things I write, especially since I write impulsivly and rarely with a goal. Thank you to everyone who actually takes the time to read what I write and an even bigger thank you to those who help me and my ignorance of poetic forms*
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The pressure
Of everything you think and feel and know
Is something you have to hang onto for a little while
No matter how heavy or painful
Because
If you let it all go at once
You might float off into the sun
But if you wait too long
And hold it all in
It is almost worse cause you explode
And hit everyone around you with the fragments
Maybe that's why
I hold everything in bottled up
In the dark recesses of my mind
Only let out through tears on my pillow
Slowly
Drowning out it all
Feeling it go out like the tide
Just to come back as a tsunami
(10/24/13)
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"Am I okay?"
I asked myself
With tears rushing
Down my face
"I am okay"
I told them all
As I died a little
On the inside from the lie
"Okay, am I doing this?"
I asked myself
While I wrote my feelings out
And hid them from the world
"Okay, I'm fine"
I told them
As they sent me to that place
Saying they will help me
But
That two syllable word means nothing
When they don't even read the last line of my note
Saying "Don't worry, I'm finally okay."
(10/24/13)
*if any one can tell me what type of poem this is I would honestly be forever grateful, thanks!*
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Sometimes, being numb is the best
Because when you're numb, you feel nothing.
No pain, no want, no need, no worry, no jealousy, no lust, no like and no love.
All there is, is the numb.
But then I see you
And you talk to me, and make me laugh and smile
And then I began to un-numb.
I began to feel everything. The happy, the pain, the want, the need, the worry, the jealousy, the lust, the like, and love.
I honestly don't know what to do
Because I don't know who I am without you
Sometimes I wanna throw a brick at your face
But when ever you're gone I see you all over the place
So if you make me fell this way, why do I like you?
I guess it's because ... you make me feel ... new
Like I've never felt before.
I've never truly liked someone before I met you, and I hope I never like anyone after you.
And once you leave, please close the door
On all these feelings that never could be
(10/25/13)
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I'm walking blindly along a path
With only the vaguest sense
Of everything
I dont know
Where I'm going
Or who I'm with
What I'm doing
Or where I've been
All I know
&
All I don't
Is You
:)
(10/23/13)
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