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Nobody

  
this beautiful girl with a broken smile and shattered heart , nobody see the scars she wares the pain she hides she hides it so well so deep inside. She hides everything from everyone 

.                                                                                                                                                 Nobody  sees the tears she cries as she weeps in her pillow nobody knows nobody cares they dont know the fear she feels they cant feel her pain,they just dont care about the beautiful girl with the broken heart and faded smile .                                           
  Alone in a cold dark world she has not a friend around the pain she hides cuts like a knife they dont know shes falling apart cant they she has a heart                                       
     they want to shee her fall not worth their time they dont care shes alone they dont know shes alive nobody by her side no one wants to be a friend forever alone will be the girl with a melted heart and jaded smile this beautiful girl its her against the world ,shes forever  alone.

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Lost Memories

consumed by a past i cant let go
shackled by memories i wont forget
surrounded by a world i dont understand
i want them to see me i just want them to know who i am
pushed away unwanted left to sit alone wanting in
demons of the past touter me as i dream
their laughter i still hear pointing i still see
taunting i still feel

i cry out this aint fair i sit and watch from the side
as they point and snicker another wound will
never heal tears fill my soul can i ever let go
will it hurt forever
my spirit crushed so young
why they chose me i never knew
why was i their target ill never understand
to trick me is what they like most
make me the fool just to laugh
they were mean they were cruel
they left scars and did not care
was always the target never knew why
they always made me cry
will i ever let go will i hurt forever.

Copyright © Jamee Paxton | Year Posted 2017

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Little Boy Lost

A small boy tender age of seven ,never wanted for anything asked for even less. The only this this small boy required did not coast a thing it's completely  free "that's right free" 
       This small boy looking up to his father ,wanting to be just like him (like most boys do) there was just one thing this boy wanted ,he wanted his daddy's love but his daddy would not ,could not love him as he did his other children .This little boy felt all alone his whole life . 
     To his daddy this little boy did not deserve daddy's love , NO instead of loving and protecting his little boy ,he teased , tormented ,abused and belittled his little boy ,the little boy he was supposed to love and protect ,he stole his innocence his childhood 
  The only thing this little boy wanted was to be loved but nobody loved him nobody wanted him no one had any room in their heart for him,this little boy all alone with no one to love ,no one to love him to teach and guide him he was all alone. 
   This little boy grew up all alone with no one to rely a defenceless boy  all alone by him self only wanting his father's love but he grew up never knowing the love of his father . 
      Growing up he only knew hate ,anger and betrayal from his father .Hate and anger is what he learned best ,daddy never showed his son any love he grew up angry and bitter he became a man with a heart of stone . 
   This boy now a man ,with his own children is NOTHING like his father ,he loves his children and they love him . 
    He treats his children with love ,respect and kindness something he never knew as a child ,he shows his children love and loyalty he is twice the man he father ever was ,will ever hope to be.

Copyright © Jamee Paxton | Year Posted 2017

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Puppet Master

Oh master , my master how I bow to you 
I will go anything for you 
Yet you deserve nothing 
Your a loyal friend   
A feared enemy 
Still the only one I trust 

 oh master , My master how I hate you 
I want to let you go 
But need you 
Thought I could trust you 
It was just lies 
Still can't let you go 

To play with my master 
Is a game of risk 
It's truth or dare 
You always knew just how 
To pick me up and 
Let me down 

I'm sick without you 
And with you I'm 
Worthless 
You turn my brain 
To mush 
And warm my blood 

Oh master ,my master it's time to 
Say goodbye 
I don't want you 
Pulling my strings 
Anymore 
You Wil be missed 
Oh master of mine 
But I can no 
Longer play with you 
So this is goodbye .

Copyright © Jamee Paxton | Year Posted 2017

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Darkness

wisted and warped 
Hanging on a dream 
Listen to me scream 
As I climb the walls of insanity 
My mind drifts away 
Inside the chaos and confusion 
It rains fire and ice 
Tragedy and agony 
Laced with 
Fear and misery 
Live inside my soul 
Drowning in a flood 
I swim in a sea of diaster 
As darkness surrounds me 
I begin to dink into 
Forever! 
Never to return!

Copyright © Jamee Paxton | Year Posted 2017



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Talking Clock

the talkng clock

its late ,im alone unable to sleep 
when i hear it , its the clock 
its talking ,talking to me 
when it talks im afraid 
what does it want. 

as i lay alone 
just me and the loud talking clock 
when it talks it echos ,echos inside my head 
with every tick with evry tock 
it gets louder why wont it stop 
stop talking talking to me 

the silent darkness scares me 
its getting colder 
am i awake , am i alive 
can anyone but me hear the 
loud talking clock. 

is this fantasy is it reality 
am i dreaming or is this just my delusion calling 
im confused i cant tell what is real anymore 
maybe i dont want to know mabey its better if i dont know 



im afraid to know ,afraid not to know 
the illusion of the talking clock haunts me 
my reality ,my dreams 
the talking clock the one that talks to me 
it will always be with me it will never leave me alone 

this talking clock haunts my dreams ,my reality 
always and forever

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Fear

Fear, it lives in me ,or am i the on that lives in fear . Fear it is so many things to me , it is everything and it is nothing it is everywhere and it is nowhere it lurks around every corner fear it is the air that i breathe .fear has consumed me consumed my life i fear most everything i face ,i fear sleep i fear getting out of bed to face the day i 
i fear love i fear hate i fear getting close to people  fear being pushed away .fear has followed me most of my life it is everywhere i am i have been blinded by fear. 

i fear meeting anyone new terrified they will not like me i fear losing the ones i love im always so full of fear that it hurts i am always afraid i feel fear all the time ii fear winning i fear losing i fear holding on i fear letting go i am afraid of anyone not liking me the thought of anyone wanting to get close completly terrifies me i am terrified of being alone fear has always been there right by my side fear will always be with me. 

i fear who i really am the real me i am afraid of life terrified of death afraid to be seen afraid to lie terrified to tell the truth afraid to face the past terrified of who  i really am i fear the world around me afraid of the dark terrified of what lurks in the shadows afraid to let the world see me they would not understand who i am . 

fear has always been right by my side it will always be right there to guide ever choice every decision i ever make fear it will always influence every choice i make fear may very well be the death of me one day .

Copyright © Jamee Paxton | Year Posted 2017

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Pain

This pain it drives me Insane
Something to kill it is what need
It breaks my will what they gave me
Mage me a zombie it did

No sense of self it left me with
Reality lost no longer myself
My will would be lost
The beast could not be contained
This pain it drives me Insane

I need to kill it break my will
Wake the beast and melt my brain
A bitter sweet love afair,
Is what I need

Something I can lose myself in
So this pain , this pain
Can no longer drive me insane

Copyright © Jamee Paxton | Year Posted 2017


Book: Shattered Sighs