Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
The Truth
It's not as easy as it seems to write,
But it's easier than breaking down.
The time it takes to release words on paper,
Is a perfect replacement for cracking up.
I swear, this right here?
It's not talent,
It takes no skill,
All it takes is the knowledge that if I don't,
I'll collapse.
And I don't want to collapse,
I don't want to break,
I don't want to crack.
The words that appear when I open my mind,
They're the links that join me to reality.
I'd rather be here,
Doing this,
Than all the way down there,
Doing that.
And you know what that is.
We all know what that is.
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
I have no idea
It just kinda comes as I write.
I tend to write a line of words, whatever sentence pops into my head first, and then spiral from there.
It depends what I'm thinking about, it could be as simple as maybe a movie I just watched, or even a post I just read, for instance the last poem was a sort of reply to you guys' praise, y'know?
hey so happy I found this here are some of my poems hope everyone likes them
"Confidence"
Step after Step
Caresed with confidence.
An expression stuck to my
memory after a single word.
a single glance
a single hug
a single push back
to confidence
"Liquid"
Blue was the sound of her name,
His tongue red with smooth but
shallow liquid.
Sliced with ultra vain.
It rained that one
day.
The one
that remained forever
far away, but droplets
still dropped on
fingernails and eyelashes.
And they, they the ones
that tend to fall in love,
still danced and kissed hard
on mouths and other obscence
body parts.
Blue was the color of her name,
or so his memorys taught him. While
his tongue was still sliced with
vain and still drowning in
cool, smooth, but extremely shollow
liquid.
I hope it is okay to put a poem of mine up in here, as i couldn't find another poem thread...
Burnt Tears
Tears that run down my cheeks
Red hot with hurt and anger
Just because you done what you did
Didn't make it right
I lie here at night
Six foot under the world so dark
Still trying to figure out why
It was like being burnt alive
As all the tears i cried
Got burnt on the way down
Tears that ran down my cheeks
Red hot with hurt and anger
Burnt to a crisp in a single flame
It still doesn't mean you'll get the blame...
Thx you Syren, all your stuff is gd also... i mainly keep my poems on a site i have, but as its okies to post here i'll post some on here from ym webby for people to read...
Such a little window
Such a lot of rain
Running down that window, in pain
Just some little tears
Just a little girl
Life seem to be turning her, upside down
Maybe it was her fault
Maybe it was her friends
Yet is doesn't matter, it wont mend
Hasn't anyone seen her?
Hasn't anyone heard her mind?
It would help her you know, put it all behind
Such a little window
Such a lot of rain
Running down that window, in pain...
Gender: Female Location: every which way but loose
Just A Phase
I rise and rub my eyes,
Another day, another chance to die.
Hope coarses through my veins,
Warms my heart, yet feels so strange.
Why do I wish for closure?
I don't understand why I'm here,
Maybe that's the reason for wanting it over.
I could help it along,
No-one would ever be any the wiser.
Like they'd notice,
A little voice in the depths of me,
Always talking, always urging,
Why do I have this other side?
'Conflicting emotions' they called it.
As far as I'm concerned,
I'm suicidal.
The sooner someone notices that,
The sooner I can get on with my life.
Instead of wanting it to come to an end,
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May 10th, 2004 04:16 AM
