And puts it in to deep
I let you go away
To let you come along
I let you to kill yourself
To be alone
I'm going through
My sins so proud
Being the owner of my soul
I want to know
Are you still there
Behind my door?
And then I wish
That you are there still
But I'm afraid
You do not exist
I'll try to be good and rite with God, its so hard though. To be wit
a family that acts like they don't love me or barely pay attention to
I'll try hard not to argue with them, but. its hard....i hate being yelled
at, and treated wrong. I'll try not to get slapped for my mouth, or when u
get mad at me. I'll try not to cut, but its hard when you don't understand
me or listen to me. I'll try not to cry every night, because of the things
said. that hurt other feelings...And I promise i'm Trying to be better so please
try to make me feel loved...And I'LL TRY too...
Never give up
As I walk along this lonely street
I see homeless people
Sighing, crying, and slowly dieing
Before my eyes
In the distance
I hear the sirens of an ambulance
Gong to find someone
Thatís sighing, crying and slowly dieing
As I lay in bed at night
I see my friendís faces
Looking at me and they to are
Sighing, crying and slowly dieing
My parents say to me
You wont be like them
But I know that I to will be
Sighing, crying and slowly dieing
Everywhere you go
You see someone who is
Sighing, crying and slowly dieing
Before your eyes
So when you think
About giving up on your dreams
Always remember that you to donít want to be
Sighing, crying and slowly dieing
Holly was a kodachrome
A still-life of a woman
Her sex she sold to anyone
But love she gave to no one.
When Holly cried, the tears she shed
Were filled with no emotion
For Hollyís tears like all her fears
Were cheap like dime-store lotion.
The hotel lites and neon nites
The needles and the booze,
They dulled the pain that Holly felt
From sexual abuse.
Yeah, Holly was a gutter tramp
A jaded-fallen lady,
The shimmer in her deep-blue eyes
Had turned a purple hazy.
When Holly died, well no one cried;
Her ashes no one scattered.
Her death was like her life, it seems,
It never really mattered
By: Trinity Louviere
Sometimes I have trouble coping
with all life's up's and down's.
I would love to smile
but all I do is frown.
Just when I think
things can't get any worse.
I begin thinking again.
Boy this really hurts!
When I go to bed
I pray for happy times.
When I wake in the morning,
again searching for nickels and dimes.
Someone once told me
it gets better.
You would not believe it
from the words of this letter.
I will live life
day by day
and continue to struggle
and continue to pray.
Things will get better.
I know that for a fact.
Cause last night when I said my prayers
God and I made a pact.
To live life to its fullest
and accept the obstacles it brings.
To make the most of what I have
and listen to my angel sing.
Am Waiting for You!
A. P. Poothole
My dearest child,
Where have you been all these times?
Iíve been trying you through SMS, chat and Messenger
Through email, snail mail and media, but
You seems busyÖ engulfed in this ingenious world.
You always discarded my SMSs
Mistaking it for an ad!
You never saw me in your messenger,
were busy dating your invisible friends!
My emails always bounced back
your inbox filled with junk mails!
My letters never reached you
you threw my books in dustbins!
You never watch me in the TV too
busy watching A, F n Z Channels!
Tell me my child, how can I reach you?
Where can I meet and tell you, at least for once
You are entrapped in your own imaginative world!
You are held up in the imitative beauty on the path
Not been able to sense the real beauty of my world!
Why you lead an orphanís life
When I always long for befriend you?
Why you ask only for silly things
When I hold invaluable gifts for you?
Why you always worry about tomorrow
When your father reign over thri-kaalas?
Now, listen and obey me for once, at least as a trial
Keep aside 1% of your day for me ≠ for your own father.
Forget your existence, the world around, and then
Wait for me in solitude!
Wait quietly for my footsteps; blissfully for my radiance;
Wait silently for my voice; fervently for my soothing touch;
Wait impatiently for the HOLY UNION!
Let my long wait for you end today.
Let me come, meet and talk to you.
Let me shower you with my eternal love.
Let me help you get out of your repenting past
Frustrating present and daunting future!
Let me make you my most beloved child!
Let me make you my own representative!
Let me help you lead your brethren to me!
As death comes and passes by,
We all look into the sky,
Wondering when our time will come,
When will it be the end of our fun,
When will our lives come to an end,
Never again will we see our friends,
Do what you wish before you die,
Before God calls you to the sky.
ARISE OF THE BE DEAD ARISE, I AM
In one you unleashed in greed for the need of trade ;
Driven to stop this hunger strike we sunk with a u.
In two the earth and dust became a bowl to hunger of no mercy mother of
You were the one profit of less falls accused of living undead
abused or a fin me left
In three you took the better half of something you where eating to
live from before
Me you can turn the table I am a the pro said in plain view the con is you
Jen to Jew a sister or two study a man Howawarded it became.
She said; you are this my gismos tell, brown as my suite and yours read
DID NOT LEARN THIS YOU WILL
We must talk
until there are no words.
We must explain
until everything is understood
We must be honest
until nothing is hidden
We must listen
until everything has been said
We must question
so that we know why
We must be fair
so that everyone's basic needs are met
If there is no communication
there will be no bond
If there is no bond
there is no friendship.
LOST BUT SOON FIND
I'm lost in the woods
And for some reason the moon and the stars
My flashlight broke
the trees seem to get bigger
the trail that I was following was slowly
I was all alone
I call on God for help
the moon and the stars started shining again
My flashlight was fix
The trail come back that
led me to a highway
A friend find me and took me home
If it wasn't for God
I would still be lost
CLEAR WATERS OF THE BUBBLING BROOK
By Will Read
Where virgin sunlight kisses gently Oerí emerald green.
The Maiden Fairies dance on gossamer wings serene.
They frolic as they throng. Along this leafy nook.
To bathe in clear waters of the tumbling, bubbling brook.
And, as they wash away, no sins here to without.
Theyíre mindful of the darkened shadows of the hungry trout.
Anon. They recline. Naked. On soft beds of thistledown,
And dress again, afresh. Resplendent in silver, silken gown.
With parasols spun from spiders webs they tread,
Air-footed steps through sceptred grasses just ahead.
Till, harsh sunlight. Fanfares of the coming day,
Dissipate. The Angels of the morní. Drift away.
But hark! What sweet refrain is singing in the morning dew?
The Nymphs doth dance again, Anew.
no dust on my face
no bottle in my hand
no woman to chase
no waste land
ego finds no level
water is never pure
angel or wee devil
cocaine cannot cure
I am drowning in a sea of worries, sorrows,
And problems as far as the eye can see.
As much as I kick
I can not break free of the waters grip
It holds me still,
I see a hand coming, but I am powerless.
I feel myself going up.
Isnít this what I want?
But as i leave the waters grip,
I feel apart of me being left be hide.
The person pulls me close, Hugs me tightly.
I never want them to go,
But in a moment they are.
And i am falling back into my sea
Of worries, sorrows. and problems as far as the eye can see.
I will always hate them for going
But love them for saving me.
VIGIL (the point of no return)
by Jameel Heath
Darkness hugs the hallowed flame
darkness knows my hidden name
whispering secrets to the western wind
as I glance longingly east to whence I came
single tear, and so drains my final fear
disillusioned by the way this all appears
so unclear, won't reveal these hidden tears
as I blindly reach for silver spears
and prepare to conquer new frontiers
red will flow, this I know
as this light begins to glow
cleansing filth as holy war doth grow
Mars come near, bless my gear
as I stand vigil in a fragrant fog
trying to catch the cosmic water that does flow
I'm a knight, to death must fight
none I've seen can top this might
none I've seen can stop this flight
all in between I smell absolute night.
i once knew a girl who thought she had a home
but she was wrong
she never had a home
she was all alone
an being all alone had always been her home
so in a sense she had a home
and that home was alone
so she tells herself
Now i lay me down to rest
oh, how my heart is pounding in my chest
i don kno wat i should do
all i kno is my life is through
i could have stopped it all tonight
all i needed was jus one light
someone to show me the right way
someone to be that light in my day
but its much to late for that now
cuz my life is finished
i've takin my last bow.
Justin Robert Cooper
I feel the droplets of the rain
They wash away the years of pain
Each drop soaks into my skin
Sinks in and cures me deep within
Echoed rings in puddles form
They dissipate and are reborn
Reflecting over rippled planes
Return my sense of self again
Walking across a moonlit shore
I contemplate what lies in store
I watch the moonís orb ride the waves
Shattered, broken but still unscathed
The sun blooms in a coral sky
The tide withdraws and breathes a sigh
Rainbows form in sea foam spray
A promise of hope for a new day
The clouds that washed my soul are gone
Light returns and life goes on
But if my days grow cold again
Iíll feel the droplets of the rain.
Bright Sunny Day
Words of a prophetic simpleton
That shaves my mind in two
We're lost in the same abyss
And I will take you back home
Taking what soon fades to black
You and I are not the same at all
Wasting life while you chase
Your faded dream in box
All this happiness is a hoax
And you don't even care
Open your infected truth
That kills more than you care
And changes me for the worst
While I take my life away
But only in the worst way
my darling sweet
by jesse burgess
my darling sweet don't hate me please!! if I tell you your feet
smell like moldy blue cheese
Creeping into presence, the fear takes over.
Fear of falling into the past,fear of troubling nights, fear of
my heart crushed tight.
Do I run away or stand up an fight?
Thoughts fill up my mind but with no purpose for the tears that
yet to come.
Bliss.. what a wonderful feeling...
Back into the dark, hollowed hole.
Trying to make the most of whatever may pass...
Pain or pleasure... what a painful life, what a pleasure...
Last Night I woke from sleeping through the night
I looked over and saw the answering machine's flasing yellow light
I walked over to see exactly it could be
To my suprise it was what car troubles the fan belt was a must
You said that you had some change so instead you'd take the bus
I turned on the TV flashing media on the news
A terrorist attack on a city bus I immediately thought of you
They started showing pictures of the disastrous scence
picture of bloody people and the dismangled 119
Just as the scene faded and the pictures grew amist
I saw the gold watched I had bought you for a gift
I grabbed my jacked off the chair and headed for the car
I sped all the way to the hospital wondering where you are.
I ran to the desk and asked the nurse if she could please help me
That the person I loved was a victim of the attack on 119
She said there were many to head up the stairs and to the right
I prayed as I ran through the halls that god would show me the light
I went into the room to see a person with a bandage on their head
they weren't looking to good and it would appear that they were dead.
I pulled back the curtain the to hidden away bed
and There you were fast asleep with a picture of me laying by your head.
For every cut I make
For every drop of blood I waste
Of what I don't have to life for
From the light of day
IS my lonely home
With lakes of blood
Forests of bone
And cities of the mystics
Here I sit atop my bed
While a war is raging inside my head
All my doctors say take ur meds
But if i do that then i'll be dead
So I take on my so called life
As i walk out my door carrying a knife
Getting more pissed as i hit the streets
Fuck with me and ur dead meat
I'm at lifes edge and lovin it
Finally i've had it i aint takin no more shit
I feel sorry for the one who crosses me
For i'll cut his throat and set his blood free
Watching it spill on to his chest
Obviously he didnt pass the test
He thought he was hard but he was just a sucker
Because today he messed with the wrong mother fucker
So next time the best think twice befor crossing my turf
Because then you'll be fucking with the Loco Smurf
A FIGHTING CHANCE
LIVING MY LIFE SIMPLE AND PURE
FOR PEOPLE THAT HATED ME THERE WAS NO CURE
THEY CAME WITH STEALTH AGILITY AND QUICKNESS
I LAID DOWN AT NIGHT NO PAIN OR SICKNESS
THE HOT LEAD WAS SPRAYED INTO MY HEART
WHICH IS NOT EVEN CLOSE TO US BEING APART
SOME PEOPLE WOULD FLEE SOME PEOPLE WOULD COME
SOME PEOPLE EVEN SCREAMED CALL 911
I DIDN'T LET GO TO THE LADDER OF LIFE
IT HURT SO BAD BUT I CONTINUED TO FIGHT
THEY RUSHED ME IN THEY RUSHED ME OUT
I COULDN'T SEE WHAT THIS WAS ALL ABOUT
I FINALLY STAYED IN AN OPERATING ROOM
NOT EVEN KNOWING IF I WOULD DIE SOON
NO ONE COULD UNDERSTAND THE PAIN THAT I FELT
SOME DOCTORS CAME IN TRYING TO HELP
THEY TOOK OUT THE BULLETS AND STOPPED THE BLEEDING
NOT EVEN SEEING WHAT I WAS REALLY NEEDING
THE HEAD DOCTOR WALKED OUT BLOOD ON HIS PANTS
SAYING ONLY A FEW WORDS -
HE HAS A FIGHTING CHANCE
MY BACK IS BROKEN DUE TO HARD TIMES
My back is broken due to hard times
I pull my past
with a chain through the woods
that grow behind the house
where my dreams reside
They gawk from the inside
as I strain to dig a hole
to throw this load into
I see it there, a beautiful red rose,
Though now only a tiny green bud shows.
It will slowly blossom into an elegant flower,
That represents love on the midnight hour.
It's lovely petals so delicate and thin,
As a young girl's heart not so easy to win.
It's thorns draw blood with the prick of a finger,
As a heart bleeds with pain that seems to linger.
It's fragile leaves are easily torn apart,
As love can mend or break someone's heart.
How can something so beautiful suddenly be withered and black?
As a heart aches from words that can't be taken back.
Why is it a rose represents a love so strong?
When it is suddenly wilted, dead, and gone.
Softly whisper from far away voice
Thrilling you, killing you
Gently caressing the membrane of choice
Thrilling you, killing you
Locked in a battle that none can escape
Thrilling me, killing me
Pushed by the flames of desire and rape
Thrilling me, killing me
Fighting against the pure heavens fire
Thrilling us, killing us
Burning inside like a funeral pyre
Thrilling us, killing us.
A girl named Rachel and her brother Eric
Began to have strange dreams, and her thought they were being pathetic.
All of the sudden they hear a scream
Where is it from? What could it be?
Then in the cellar Rachel peering down
sees something big, hairy, black, and brown.
"Get off, Get off, Get off, of me!"
What could this thing possibly be?
Something with claws, so sharp and long
grabbing Eric, so very strong.
When Rachel scream and calls for help
no one seems to hear her yelp.
The through the wall it pulls them in
not letting them grab on to anything.
When the ferocious beast went away at last
Rachel found herself floating, and trapped.
This is not what I choose to do
This is not everything but all I knew
This is not for you to understand
This is not what I had in plan
This is not how I want to die
This is not the only reason I cry
This is my coach, my teacher, my friend
This is my life, I have to defend
This is my only way to fight
This is my love, all that is right
This is my fate in God's eyes
This is my road to the skies
This is not fair but this is my strife
This is my death and this is my life
The day we laugh,
Shouts are heard,
Delicious whiskey desired love,
Some fun we had,
The end is near,
Rode out the turn,
The end is hot,
The tears outlived.
My Inescapable Past
I keep livin' in and runnin' from
my inescapable past and now I don't wonder
how come I'm outdone.
I see where I've went wrong.
I see where I've stuck around when I should
have moved on.
And it hurts in my heart
to see myself in my past now missing a part.
Where did it all go in all these years?
My inescapable past makes my eyes always tear,
makes me always remember - all those still-warm Septembers'
and death-cold Decembers'.
In my inescapable past I have done irreversible harm.
All of my own dreams that I've crushed inside of my own palms.
As long as I go on like this, I'm sure for a fact that I will not last.
I keep livin' in I keep runnin' from
My Inescapable Past- Mr. Mayjhaa Evil
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late.
Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends
and family, for they have helped
make you the person that you are today.
i'm bleeding just for you
Jordan Moir Jordan
I'm gonna write you a poem with a twist
I'm gonna write it on my wrist
and if I do it right a red fountain will appear
and wash away all my fear
Cos sometimes not all pain shows
Cos sometimes we have secrets no one knows
Not all wounds heal
Not everyone knows how they feel
We all have a secret to take to the grave
We all have a little dignity left to save
Just don't be angy at me when I die
Just come to my funeral and say goodbye
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