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Back to December
Snow falls heavily, from the ashen grey sky
Guilt fill my soul...forcing my heart to lie
The feelings deep within me, you will never know
someone come and save me, from the pain of letting you go....
The days that seemed so warm..all lost in the blizzard's wail
how you stopped calling me at night, or sending me some-mail
you hurt me countless times....
never felt sorry for your crimes...
So tonight, lets end this
seal it off with one last kiss
The tears flow down...without...consent...
I HAVE LOVED YOU TO THIS VERY EXTENT!!!
For now as I watch you walk away
let me think of our most joyful days...
you caused me pain...
so I did the same...
Broken dollsBroken Dolls
I lay here in the wake of eternal darkness
Waiting for your gentle touch
Your pleasant smile fills me with so much happiness
Is it sin, to find happiness as such?
My dearest, tonight let me sing you a song
Of a doll that loved you so
Here in ruins of a broken dream, I've waited for so long
Cherishing memories I will never let go...
The pain that I feel, within this porcelain heart...
It breaks my very being
Feigning bliss, I'm being torn apart
Your presence is my only healing...
I always thought, your love held no cost
That is until you pushed me away...
Your gone forever leaving me cold and lost
Never to know, of what I truly wish to say
My dearest, I only wish for your joy...
Such feelings unbefitting of a toy
Yet here I am living in this very moment...
Your absence alone brings me unrelenting torment
The years go by and you've lived on without me...
My dearests...please come back...
I'm breaking away with time...do you not see?
Only you can fill the emp
Oh how I dream, to feel the light
of the sun so far away
the beauty of it would be such a sight
to a wretch whose path gone stray
Your world so pure, an innocent white
it mocks my putrid soul
reminding me of my worthless life
its black....so black, like coal
Its within your light I see the dark
the dark of my own being
the end's beginning, be the moons own mark
that blinds me from truth,worth seeing
Echoes of breaking glass ripples through the night
Ruins of the fallen loved one
I no longer know of what is right
tell me have you forgotten someone?
Cold...HellPacing through a labyrinth
of unending snow
thoughts frozen by time,
to where shall I go...
Shadows of the fallen,
their torment, their wrath
faltering my journey
towards salvation's path..
I dread their very grasp..
their touch so bitter cold
their desire to break free
my limbs they desperately hold
"FREE US FROM OUR PAIN!!!!"
the pain that they deserve
their cries that echo in vain
the shameful state left for others to observe
The cold ashen grey skies
the blazing storms wail
the place where warmth truly lies
the endless winter hail
The guilt that gathers forth...
in a heap of unfulfilled desire
no words left to even retort
such pain cant compare to hell's fire
Dont leave me...in this endless cold
I wish to see the light
the light that shines on both young and old
and sways at the dawn of night
The lost times that can n
Deep within the crevice,
of a tower of brier
a girl lay trapped,
within a dark desire
acquiescent to the lies
slowly begins to blur
to no more but ash
lamentations in vain,
blood stains the velvet blue sash
when will you come rescue me,
for so long I have waited,
for you since
I seek out the light,
that shines through the curtain
The wonders out there,
brings hope I am certain
may it be your warm hand,
that takes me away
your sugarcoated lies,
that leads my heart astray
Oh dearest prince,
I dream of you every night
your sweet mannered smile,
would be a pleasing sight
unbind these chains,
that hold me close to the abyss
the cry of the banshee,
stirs my heart amiss
The dark plagues my world
be it Satan's token
a music box plays
a spindle wheel broken
The happy ending
that in dreams I see
may it all turn out,
as a childish plea
the words I've lost,
heaven be spoken
the story of a princess
whose eyes will never
Days of past when the world was bright
you, my friend was the sun
but now your no more but a dreadful sight
that leaves me the urge to run
You told me all your sorrows
as if Id wash them away
you dread the coming morrows
live with fear everyday
My sentiments were sympathy
I cared for you the most
but you just gave me cruelty
and to that I give a toast
You say no one cares
your just blinded by self pity
to think, you wouldnt dare
to see life for its reality
As long as it pleases you
thats all that really matters
the pain here is true
my heart you tore to tatters
For once just stop
and erase the word "I"
CAUSE IVE HAD ENOUGH
my pain is no lie
You listen in ways not sincere
you cause me so much pain
the times that I died in here
in my heart, its all the same
I still love you....
You did things worth while
but theres nothing left for me to do
ive lost my will to smile
To you my dearest friend
to your selfish, ruthless ways
on this very moment I end
our blissful, painful days
If your go
Butterflies and BramblesOh heart that speaks in faded lies…
Gentle yet meek the teary eyes,
The dream of time so long ago…
Back when all was made of snow,
And melted with the searing pain
Wrought from years of endless rain
I bid farewell to the sky…
I hid behind a little lie
I dreamed of your sweet old face
Alone I spent the passing days...
I looked out the window every single day…
On the eve of summer or spring of May
I yearn for the heart that cries no longer…
The sentiments I have, now ever stronger…
My heart is a bed of grass
A veil of broken glass…
A prayer to the lord...
A knight’s fallen sword….
My tears they shatter with every fall...
My love kept hidden behind a wall…
I wont forget...As if the winds could heal the pain..
Brought on by foolish mortal gain...
Cascades the flow of sorrowful tears...
Death the plague through all the years....
Even still I....
The maple leaf and the snowflakeThe maple leaf and the snowflake
Silver crystals dance in the wind....
The heart beat fades away...
The love I thought to be sin...
My dearest... be as it may...
I feel the numbness of the cold...
The pain within my very hold...
The frozen little fragile tears...
That showed me all your childish fears...
The flowers wilt...and slowly die...
On golden leaves they gently lie....
The trees their veil of pallid red...
"It’s beautiful...” You calmly said....
The breeze that welcomes my rebirth...
It puts to sleep all life on earth...
And though that’s how it’s meant to be....
Your presence is my one true glee...
So as I lay you on this bed...
Of fallen leaves so crisp, so red
Your tresses fair, the flame of life...
Will fade unto, a field of white....
The monarchs sings a song of goodbye...
The clouds they brace the heaven's eye...
The trees fall into a peaceful sleep...
Your soul I pray they gently keep...
And as I shed my tears of frost
My sorrow for the pained and
Dead WrongYou thought I was broken
But I am intact
You thought my heart shattered
But it's only been cracked
You thought I had fallen
But I am still standing
You thought I was shrinking
But I am expanding
You thought you had trapped me
But I am still free
You thought I lost myself
But I am still me
You thought I was weak
But I'm actually strong
You thought that you knew me
But you were dead wrong
Leave Me BehindI punished myself today
Because I needed to
The guilt was eating at me
I didn't know what else to do
You say I don't deserve it
But we both know that's not true
The reason is very clear
I deserve it 'cause I hurt you
Even though I'm scared
To let this friendship end
You're better off this way
I don't deserve to be your friend
So you better run away
Before I change my mind
Run away and leave me
Just leave me behind
Your life will be much better
So you better do it now
I won't blame you for it
That is my solemn vow.
Romance's Death Penaltyit wouldn't be romantic if we made love beneath the stars,
because i rather watch them play hide & go seek than please you.
it wouldn't be romantic if you told me i was your everything,
because i don't want to be your lies.
Romantic phrases nor romantic gestures could resurrect my faith,
i just want your ill-tempered jealousy to enslave me.
My first poemI can hear the voices cry they call out to me. cause they seem to be alone finding what they lost. they just want to be what they could never be. But sometimes the wind flows like a river. When we sing our voice turns full when we're all alone. it's hard to figure out it's shadow form. tears creep. can you hear the voices cry cause we sing alone. Everytime I walk on this road I end up back where I was before. so the wind and voices come,they point to the road which I must go. when I look up at the sky I start to sing but my voice becomes full. when I sing the songs I don't really understand for I will always be alone. I'm going were the winds goes going where the lost one's go. I was a fool for love sent me from high above as all songs do. The voices say don't worry we are here to safegaurd. But I'm losing the love I found crying without a sound. But when you realize you've been loved we sing to the wind.Do you hear the voices cry and weep like I do.
Please we don't want to be alone I
.:All Good Things:.Having no reason
To continue this existence
She picked up a blade
With no resistence
She thought about
When she once loved
But that person loved another
So aside she was shoved
She was left believing
Love was only an allusion
And all of the betrayal
Left her in confusion
How could something so imaginary
Leaver her in this state
She'd lost her mind
And she made her own fate
With the blade to her wrist
She cried her last tear
She was leaving the world that had
Caused all her fear
While bleeding out slowly
She thought of the feelings her love would no longer extend
And left the the world knowing
All good things come to an end
There's a rageThere's a rage building up inside of me,
The problem is I don't remember who I used to be,
I'm being forced to be some-one I'm not
And everything will soon be forgot
I don't bite,
Listen to the lies I say.
I've made a mess everywhere,
People I see always stare,
It's not my problem anyway,
I'm just a lonely anti-social stray.
They try to reason with me,
Always saying I'll soon be free
But I'm more than half insane,
Compared to me Hitler's fucking tame.
FearToo scared to move
From the seat that I'm in
Too scared to speak,
I'm practically frozen.
Too scared to sleep
'Cause I know I'll soon wake
Too scared to stay up
I might make a mistake
Too scared to cry
Because people might see
And then they will wonder
What's the matter with me?
They'll ask me what's wrong
Prepared to give aid
But I cannot tell them
'Cause I'm too afraid.
The BucketA teacher once said to me,
"A life is like a bucket."
I have learned over the years that this is true.
If you give someone a compliment, or say or do anything kind,
You pour an infinitesimal yet meaningful amount of liquid into that person's bucket.
But alas, those who insult
And rip apart hope,
They dip into the bucket, and take out that precious liquid gold.
Once that person runs out, you in turn cause their self-destruction.
You could lead that one innocent person to take their own life away.
Just one little smirk or look of disgust
Could leave them bone dry.
You may think it funny now: to insult and make fun,
But imagine the feeling you'd feel when you see that person's face--
Plastered all over the news.
That nervousness and guilt
Creeping up your spine as you get shivers all over.
It's unbearable, no?
You know you no-handedly helped cause someone's death.
So think before you say something--anything.
If it hurts someone enough,
You could dip into their bucket
And leave it
Someday I Will Be FreeI realized
that I am
and always have been
caged, like an animal.
Am I deserving of this?
What fate awaits me
here, in this prison?
Fear, then anger
washes throughout me.
Calmness clears my mind
Where is the key
that can release me?
I found it, but as soon
as I grabbed it,
I dropped it
Now, my only way
is to reach for it-
to try to grasp it once more.
he might see me...
he'll yell, he'll hurt me.
Somehow, I must become
to sneak by and get my key.
Someday, I will get free.
I am a bird in a cage
for now, yet I found my way
to be free and wild
"With the crown of snow cometh wisdom"
May the years that pass, fall gently like snow
so calm so pure, its what natures best can show
be the memories of past freeze still with time
the beauty resounds like a golden wind chime
may tomorrow bring hope, be what remains of the day
so much has happened, left with nothing to say
though my pain be pitiful, I look up with a smile
as I look back at the problems, overcoming took a while
Be I, proud to stand with a new found faith
of which in past I thought was far too late....
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