Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Get Over It.
You've said all you can and you're still at square one,
Does that tell you nothing?
You've made me feel like a spare part, an accesory,
Do you realise how much that hurts?
You've forced yourself in like a square peg, in a round hole,
You dont fit. Stop it.
You need to step back, before this turns ugly,
Don't you understand? Can't you comprehend?
Get out! Leave him! Let go!
Honey,
Get over it.
Short, sweet and to the point. I can't say what I want to say, not straight out, but I can write it in verse.
Anyone who may think that was directed at them, be assured right now, the person it's meant for will never see it, else I would never have posted it. I'm not that cold.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Thankyou, I find that I'm better with words than anything else. Sometimes I come across as quite violent, but I'm not.
This may sound silly, but my mum always taught me that the ability to use words rather than physical actions is to show deeper strength, and I've always remembered that. So, I dunno, my poetry is probably my way of releasing my frustration, y'know?
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
When You Crack
You never see it coming do you?
It encases you in grimy darkness,
It's hard to inhale,
You feel so frail,
It's like you don't exist anymore.
You never see it coming do you?
It suffocates like a plastic bag,
Wrapped around your face,
Your heart begins to race,
It's like you don't exist anymore.
You never see it coming do you?
It strangles your mind and soul,
Sucks out all your might,
You lose the will to fight,
It's like you don't exist anymore.
You never see it coming do you?
Curled up like a child on the floor,
Screams that make no sound,
You've finally hit the ground,
It's like you don't exist anymore.
You never see it coming do you?
But you feel it hit.
When you lose your sanity in one foul swoop, it's almost as if you switch. In a split second the world falls in around you.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Snowflakes
Delicate and beautiful,
they float from the sky,
Gently landing on my face.
They melt away so quickly,
I almost miss them,
They're gone without a trace.
Each one different to the last,
Not one the same,
Toward the ground they race.
I look around me,
Everyone's enraptured, like me,
But I still feel cold and out of place.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Rage
I feel it forcing itself through me,
It spills from every crevice,
Overflowing,
Like a waterfall.
But not peacefully,
There is no peace,
It oozes from me,
I'm in constant agony,
And when I break,
It screams it's way out of my withered body.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Forest
So many varied kinds,
All individual in their own special ways.
Kind of reminds me of something my mum said,
When I was young,
Worried about how different I felt.
"Our differences are what makes us who we are".
I was made to feel shame,
I was never the same,
I was the odd one out, every time, the outcast.
Do you think the trees feel like that?
I have absolutely no idea what this is supposed to reflect, other than being different. Trees? I don't know. It just spills from my head, apologies
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Rêves (Dreams)
Derrière ces yeux de verre,
Fermé,
A Enfoncé solidement sur l'avant de jeûne,
Les choses arrivent que personne jamais ne comprendrait.
Je vois des choses que je ne peux pas partager,
Même ne peut pas expliquer,
Bien qu'il semble naturel,
Tout le monde rêve, la droite?
Mauvais,
Pas la façon que je fais,
Pas les choses que je vois,
Pas les émotions qui coulent par moi.
Vous ne pourriez pas comprendre probablement,
Je ne vous demanderais jamais à.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Broken
My heart hangs by a tiny thread,
Swinging in the wake of your love.
It's cold, oh so cold,
I watch as the last droplets of emotion seep to the floor,
I'm dry now, numb.
I don't feel much though,
So don't be sad,
You did nothing wrong,
It was my foolish notions of perfect bliss,
That left me here,
Not you.
It was never you.
How can I possible lay the blame on someone so beautiful,
After sharing something so beautiful.
I'm honoured to have been a part of us,
And that will remain with me,
Until the day I die.
The day I join my heart,
And my soul,
In terrible loneliness.
It's fate.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Chosen Part 2
It feels strange, becoming the shunted woman,
Looking out at the new model,
Watching her glow,
She's fighting with feelings of satisfaction,
It overflows into my space,
Makes me feel like, I'm not good enough.
I wonder why?
Don't want to cry,
I stare, and try to work out what she's got,
That maybe I don't.
Oh, I know now,
She has him.
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Apr 30th, 2004 05:40 PM
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