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posted by Insight357
I hate you

But I just can’t seem to break you

Do I want you here?

Do I want you gone?



Everyone says your such a tease

But not to me

Are you real?

Are you fake?



Do I need to be

With this drama queen

You spout lies

No truth to be found



Why am I still

Trying to see the good in you?

Is it worth it?

Should I listen to them?



They tell me to go

Before I’m a victim

Of you mighty undoing

I won’t fall



I’ve made a promise

Can I keep it?

Will I leave?

Will I remain?



Promises

Sins

They all appear

The same



Lies

Sentences

Preach the

Difference



I’m listening to you

I can’t break you

I’m falling now

No one to catch me



Do I leave now

That I’ve fallen

Are you worth my time?

Am I worth this pain?



God, help me choose

For this is not my decision

Any longer

I’ve put my faith in my despair



Now show me the answer

Tell me what to do

Do I stay

Or do I leave you?
posted by sawfan13
Like how the story's told
This girl can never be too bold
Scared and afraid she froze
Seized in terror was Morgana Rose

Takes your young sister
Can make your coração ache, oh so sinister
Protect her and don't let her see what horror shows
The evil look of the angry Morgana Rose

Young little girl so young and free
Her sister doesn't know that the children treat her like a pathetic flee
Once she runs away, as the story goes
She will belong to Morgana Rose

She will tell you that she is just imaginary
But it's all a lie, as you feel contrary
You ignore it, but as everyone knows
Her spirit will be stolen por Morgana...
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posted by sawfan13
Anger
Nothing but anger
I should have listened to Mama
She knew best
I didn't listen to her
Yes Mama, they all laughed at me.
The blood.
Everyone jeering and cheering
Just like in the locker room
The pig's blood on the dress I made.
The laughter.
Their ear splitting and cruel laughter.
I start to cry
Tommy yells at them, telling them to stop.
The bucket falls down and he lays there unconsious.
The lights turn red.
Still laughter.
They tried going out the door
I trapped them all inside with only my mind.
The hose unwrapped from the emergency glass.
I turn up the water pressure.
They all scream.
Electrical wiring
The fires
I did it
The town I grew up in
Damaged and destroyed.
All from my mind.
I go home
I go inside.
And I wake up
In a pile of stones from the sky.
All from my mind.
This destruction I caused.
They laugh at me no more.
posted by noni4u2004
Clouds of happiness have covered my sky,i was thinking its a gift of god,i wish i could fly.Rain of amor showered all the night,i found each dia so bright, i felt kind a sweet touch of flowers, i plucked each bud in the garden of wishes,i filled my bucket and sang the happy song ,i was walking,thinking about my amor and life.on my way i met a single flower,i glanced at it,and i thought to pluck this one.but it looked so sad!i asked ,why are u so sad?he answered me i was just like you,i had wishes just like you have,i was in amor with rain,clouds and garden of wishes.clouds have gone,rain of amor never came again to my garden,and my wishes left me alone!,now i admit that i have nothing to love,i smiled and take him in my hands and said dont cry !every thing will be fine, why do not you amor your self,it will give you life,love your sky,spread your fragrance, make your own garden of wishes,clouds of happiness will soon come to you and bring your rain of love......................
keep the true amor that she comes once in life ... amor is the sea, everyone can sink but he (she) who does not know swimming can also wreck or sink ... amor is a matter of sentiment and not the desires.
without amor there is life and life without amor can never have .Love is not water that evaporate on and on, but it is a fogo to burn, wherever you are ... When a man loves he dont know fear..

amor is important for ppl becoze u can amor someone and u will marred wit her(him) and will have a good famaly . will be a gr8 couple and will have kids its so beautifull to have a chilld they can make...
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posted by CMJCMJLG
Why should I wonder?
Why should I feel pain?
Why should I think about this?
Until I go insane.
Do you understand?
Do you get it?
Do you even care?
Do you understand bit por bit?
Why should I wonder?
Why should I feel pain?
Why should I think about this?
Until I go insane.
Well I'm asking,
I'm pleading on my knees,
I'm begging to you,
Why should I believin' thee?
Why should I wonder?
Why should I feel pain?
Why should I think about this?
Until I go insane.
Ya, some friend I have,
Some friends I got,
Some friends care,
And you were the friend, I never thought,
Why should I wonder?
why should I feel pain?
Why should I think about this?
Until I go insane.
posted by HouseMindFreak
Death of amor arrives...

The Earth shakes
Lightning strikes
The living cry
Lands break open
Flames of the forsaken arise
All life will die

Will you be there?
Would death be too much to bare?

Shadows creep closer
As the sun runs away
Demons come alive
The weak and lonely are not spared

Will you be there?
Would death be too much to bare?

Loyalty will be tested
The failed will be condemned
As loveless souls are thrown into a pit
In darkness of eternity

Will you be there?
Would death be too much to bare?

Death will come to all
Pure hearts, pure souls
Followers of the Goddess of Love
Will see a peaceful end

But will you be there for me?
Would our death be too much to bare?
Our amor shall be tested
But I'll be there...
posted by moodystuff449
“Unheeded warnings pushed me to the ground,

They pushed harder and harder till they knocked me down.

Only left with the desire to rise,

Into those lovely empyreal skies.

My wrongdoings, my feelings of hate,

Caused me to carry this troublesome weight.

To make things right is not always the goal,

I will be free when I earn someone’s soul.

I must win one heart,

Somehow, someway,

Or after ten years I won’t live one mais day.

My dire situation, with my trust and my fear,

I must find just one person, one person to hold dear.

The skies are calling,

I’m wanting to fly.

My wings are broken, Frozen - Uma Aventura Congelante stiff and bare.

But I must find someone,

Somehow, somewhere,

To help with the search, to help with my goal,

I must capture,

An untainted new soul.”

(c) Waverly L. Harris
posted by irena83
It was strange
how we met each other.
I knew from the first contact
that we are different from the others.


You, so unusual and sweet,
with magic in words,
you left me dreams.


But dreams are afraid of
reality.
Afraid of the storm
and restlessness.


The reasons are always
different, and yet the same.


Everyone wants to dream,
fearing that reality may
destroy that moment of peace,
bringing pain and empty memories,
words that have gone with breeze.


Although you make your peace
with reality,
you still dream the same dream,
while the pain smolder in you.


Everything changes,
everything fades away with time,
but you still dream the same dream.


The reasons are always
different, and yet the same.


In the end, you realize
that everything is just a dream,
everything has its end.


And while the pain smolder in you
and everything fades slowly,
you still dream the same dream,
you still dream.
posted by irena83
The chosen ones!
Chosen to be in
their own hell
of loneliness,
restlessness.

I haven't chosen it,
i wanted to be happy
once
and still want that.

I wanted to be loved
and still dream about it.
Dreams full of tender,
pure love
make me feel happy
only in them,
otherwise emptiness
is everywhere.

I wanted to be calm,
but this restlessness
that stays in my coração
for a long time
won't go away,
it wants to remain.

I wanted to fight
and still want it,
the days of peace
are so distant to me,
dreams of happiness
keep my mind open
to the bright side,
the side i lost
a long time ago.

Sometimes everything
seems lost
in the sea of memories,...
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As we grow up we leave behind the simple things... what would the world be if we just stayed in our lala land of childhood?

When do wobbley steps turn in to fearless sprints? How is it that our mothers kisses lose their powers when you need them most? When does a modest squart turn in to a slutty skirt? At what point does sparkely eyeshadow fill in for water colours? And eye liner replaces markers? When did roupa íntima, roupa interior turn in to lacey panties? Why must holding hand with a friend mean something more? At what age are we when rain boots get tossed aside for hooker boots? When did "I amor you mommy" turn in to screams of hatred for the woman who raised you? Why must our evil story book witches come alive as mean, self-centered bitches? How is it possible that some were in our lives we stopped drawing and making coração and started to break and mend others hearts? Why must songs of joy and fun turn in to to raps of hate and pain?
posted by juicyjossy9
Him:
There is certain bliss about the darkness; that light only brings to clarify things we would have preferred not to see, forever engulfed in the darkness of our own ignorance. It’s a spark once ignited, it never completely loses its heat and fades away into the air. Dime as it may glow, how short of a distance its light travels, nonetheless, it shines. Such is the heat of curiosity. It’s the tide that carries us away from the land of the self onto the uncharted world beyond the boundary of reason. You can never go back to the land you left behind or else you will return a stranger in...
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posted by irena83
I can't smile,
i can't think,
my mind is poisoned,
my mind is trapped...

So many thoughts,
the fear is coming,
it's waiting.

How strong are you to
fight,
how weak are you to
deny?

Don't find me,
i'd rather stay here,
so far away from
your ruthlessness.

Tears of despair
are calling your name,
and you want to drag
me there...

The way you possess me
is so cruel,
why don't you leave me alone?

I'm not like the others,
they might be stronger
or weaker,
it depends how you
see it.

The darkness is all over,
poisoning my mind,
the fear is itching,
it's everywhere,
won't go away!

It stains my soul,
i'm shaking,
despair won't let me.

So many thoughts,
but nothing's resolved
yet,
it's just fear
holding me,
hauling me deeper
into its ruthlessness.

I don't want this,
so be gone,
you live inside me,
but you don't know.

Tears of despair
are calling your name,
they want to drive you away,
so i could feel safe,
so i could be far away,
so far of your ruthlessness.
posted by juicyjossy9
Wait on the sunset
mover through your day
This quiet o espaço that you fill

Here por a dark moon
Filled up from the rain in my eyes
My fingers are cold on your skin

Dream me away
Before the night becomes day
You'll see it all come true

This water is deep
You go to sleep
And silently
Dream me away

I have a picture
It rests in my hand
I opened my window tonight

I have a feeling
It will be okay
My senses will guide me through

I'll dream us away
Before the night becomes day
I'll see it all come true

This water is deep
We’ll go to sleep
And silently dream us away

And silently dream
And silently
us
away
away...
posted by HouseMindFreak
A cold fog floats among the meadow
The moon above, full and bright, casts an eerie glow among the mist.

A gentle midnight breeze whistles through the winter trees
Waving ridgedly to the winter rhythm
The ground is hard from the freeze, the dirt cruches under your feet

In the distance a lobo howls, its haunting voice pierces your soul
The ghosts of the forest creep from the trees
Their cold embrace freezes you to your core

Desperate to escape you look into the shadows of the forest
A light in the distance softly shines, beckoning you to cadastrar-se it.

You run, ignoring the distorted screaming faces from the trees, desperate to reach the comforting light.

You finally come to it, the light is bright, warm and welcoming
As you get closer it engulfs you, sucking you into its protective glow

Soon you emerge into a different world but it is the same from where you came

A mirror world...
Darkness to Light...
posted by HouseMindFreak
Once again, another one of my short yet dark poems...
I hope I don't cause any depression to anyone!
*NOTE* I am planning on composição literária a mais spiritual poem

Control


My life is controlled and I'll never know what its like to be free

I will never get out of this hole of sorrow and I will become burdened with a lifeless soul

I dont believe anything will change as I stay captive like an animal in its cage

The rage of my misery will never see the dia of freedom even though I long to fly above the trees to get away

But how can I if I am a prisoner?
posted by HouseMindFreak
I wasn't sure if I wanted to post this poem because it is quite personal but I figured why not...



Brother


Are you my brother or are you a vicious stranger?
How could you stand there and look at my innocent young face with such disgrace and treat me as if I was just trash to be thrown away?

You wear a mask of sweetness but I know what lies behind that fake gentle face you portray nothing but lies and hate...

dia after dia you throw your hand at me and then return for my forgiveness but now I am through with you...

No longer will I take your wrath of cruelty and you will see what a better person I have become after living in your world of misery

While you will sink further into your wretched world I will rise higher...away from you
posted by BlackPetals
(I'm just gonna put this here...)

The borboleta on my wrist
Gave me a goodbye kiss.
I broke my promises
And now look at this.

Tonight I'll stay up late.
Four AM, still awake.
With my smiles so fake,
This will make her coração break.

I know that I'm loved.
I always return your hugs,
But my thoughts are like thugs,
And the razor my drug.

This isn't the last time,
And I will pay for my crimes,
I'll pay for each self-made line,
But keep saying that I'm fine.

So tonight I'll sit and think.
From bitterness I will drink.
With the fading wounds pink,
And stains filling the sink.

If you promise to stay,
Don't leave me or push me away,
Then I promise to try.
I promise to not die.

I'll slow down just for you.
Because of all the things that you do.
I will try to stop bleeding
If you say "I amor you" like you mean it.
posted by eyebello
Once upon a time,
The beginning of all stories,
But this is not a story,
So once upon a life,

I saw a young and beautiful woman
Who wears a golden face,
And she has a shining smile
One stair at her & my coração gets stolen,

I tried to stay away but I was blinded with only her image.
The image has your reflections, which makes me feel so free.

Pretending to know the future but yet the faith is endless.
As she turned n looked at me she became the deepest feeling.
I went to ask her name, and then I found it was you.
Poem por Emily Dickinson. Kinetic Typography por tl794
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