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It will go awayPain is only superficial in my head
blood flows and tears fall
Try to hide everything I am
and stand in the shadows of
Remember the pain will
go way and I'll live to
face another day
Tears falling from my face
about how you broke my heart
How I loved you
gave you my all
and you let it all go
Now I wear the pain
instead of living it and
Pretend I dont love you anymore
Power of LoveLove it can make us weak in the knees
Hearts skip a beat smile without knowing
Think without showing
Fly with no wings
Love can make us hurt with no show
Kill for one
Break every second
Lose what was given
The power of love has us
pinned down beyond compare
to any other feeling
Love doesnt ever die
But just fades away slowly...
SecretBehind my eyes, there is a secret
a secret that you will never know
It burns inside of me like a fire
I lie awake thinking of you and what we could have
I think of how much you cant see whats right in front of your eyes
you will realise what you have once it walks away
once it cant take much more
of your silly heart schemes
I stand by you maybe
Just maybe, my heart has had enough...
Title with no nameI watched you leave leaving
wet ashes in each footstep
If leaves would walk away
in the wind each one of those
leaves would be you
If this mirror like this
world would break in my eyes
I would still be able to
watch you leave
I saw your back disappear
in the distance as much as
I saw the other half
I saw you walked away
I watched you leave
as I watched the rain
fall from the cloud
of my eyes..
If I didntIf I didn't need you
Why did it feel like a lie?
If I didn't want you
Why did I let my heart die?
If I didn't care
Why did I hold on so long?
Everything I shared
Until the day you were gone..
No titleThere are no words to fill this void
Survived by faded memories you sing
familiar songs whose lyrics now escape
Now these sounds and visions are
those you miss the most and
and the heart whose gentle fires
We find replacement in this cold
solitude We pray for fields of
gold, blue skies and peace
Dare we find tranquility
as there are no sentiments
expressible to calm
The beast that roars its sadness
There are no words except for those
Unknown TitlePretend that everythings alright because
when everyone thinks your fine sometimes
you forget for awhile your not.
Let your pain flow through.
This life was only meant for finding out the truth
What do you do when smiles go away?
When everything changes within one day?
What do you do when love falls through?
The worst feeling isnt being lonely but
forgotten by someone you cant forget
to look back and see how things used to be
knowing it will never be the same.
They say what doesnt kill you only makes
you stronger well some of us are just
too sick and tired of being strong
When you drop a glass or a plate on
the ground it makes a loud crashing
sound but as for your heart
when that breaks its completely silent
Its silent and you almost wish
there was a noise to distract
you from the pain
Sometimes pain becomes such a huge
part of your life that you expect it
to always be there but you
cant remember a time when it wasnt
But then one day you feel something else
something that feels wrong be
Nothing mattersWhen I was very young
Nothing really mattered to me
But making myself happy
I was the only one
Now that I am grown
I will never be the same
Because of you
Nothing really matters
Love is all we need
everything I give you
All comes back to me
Looking at my life
Its very clear to me
I lived so selfishly
I was the only one
that nobody wins
Something is ending
and something begins.
You only hear what you wantWondering what I have done wrong now
There's always something
and i'm supposed to figure it out how?
Your breaking my heart
Just that little bit more each day
I dont want to break our love
but I dont see any other way
we were made for each other
shared our hearts
from one to the other
but now I have to go
because your love for me was never so
Shouting and screaming again
your hurtful words they fly around my head
Each word cutting deeper
You didnt listen to a word that I said
I said that I love you
But you didnt hear me
I might as well say that I dont need you
and you wouldn't know the difference
Because you only hear whatever you want
and never open your eyes
Today is a regular day for other people
4/13 is just a regular Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday
However, for us
For us Homestuckers
It's not just only a day,
But it's a day that we are all know.
A day when our fandom started
When it ran for a person's mind,
And jump on the Internet and stayed in our hearts
A day a certain boy and a certain girl was born
Which they became iconic
And kick start our random filled adventure
A day where we, Homestuckers,
Remember 4 kids, 4 guardians,
12 trolls and their similar counterparts
A day when we have parties,
Meet up, cosplay as our favorite characters
And join together as this special day goes by
And just because this fandom happen,
And another fandom blossom;
Which is only about fandoms
Is not just a regular day
This day is special
It was our first day as a fandom
And it maybe our last
However, we will show our respect
We will survive as long as the ever-lasting sun
We will go on and on
Today is not a regular day...
Personality AwarenessI can't
"just feel better",
"just stop worrying",
"just get over it",
"just be happy",
"just control yourself",
I carry the illness,
and you don't know what's it's like
to be haunted by real life nightmares,
whispers from nowhere
and imaginary hurt,
it's hard for me
to control myself
so I won't be able to hurt people,
so I won't be able to hurt their feelings,
I'm really trying to,
why can't you?
A Priceless FutureA Priceless Future.
Pretty soon we'll need to make payments
Just to be able to walk the pavement.
This added to the taxes on our bank statements.
Proves that any sort of personal attainment,
Will be shared with the government agents.
It’s blatant, we‘re a part of a money laundering arrangement.
Of which there is an infinite number of replacements.
Who are praying and waiting for your disengagement.
Longing for the day that you will become complacent.
Because a filled position in this day in age will always be vacant.
I call this, the reincarnation of enslavement.
A Racial StereotypeHe is a bumbling idiot.
He never gets anything right
Even the simplest of endeavors
Becomes a full out catastrophe.
And he speaks
As if there is not a single language
In The Galaxy
He has properly learned.
They look at him,
And see a stereotype.
A poor reflection of something black.
I look at him,
And I see a seven foot tall lizard.
If I could speak plainly:
Jar Jar Binks
Is not a racial stereotype.
There is no universe
Where that makes
Any amount of sense.
And you look at me,
I could see it.”
If you do not see
The irony here
Then allow me to explain you something.
If you see idiot,
And think black
Are the racist one here.
And blaming someone else
Now don’t pretend
You are blind to race
Do not try to play like
The soldier in this war
You don’t even know what side you’re fighting for.
A racial stereotype
Is a misleading representation
Of an ethn
Radio Yesterday (Young Poetry - Contest Entry)
Conflict cursed by who we are
deserts drowning doubt who we were
I do not understand
the meaning of warfare or warmth
so I stand here in the steepest sands
I have a multicultural
feeling murdering my mindless mind
from all the magical memories
I batter behind
Conflict cluttering all of my crowns
rusting a reprise re-approaching the grains
giving glittering german nazis gangster games
Lifeboats linger along the land leaving families
left to drown deeper down dirty dolphin homes
hung higher than hackney men mumbling mysteriously
back to their homes heaving backwards
beating blackberries burning brains
bleach breaking blazing blinds
guns grave great gents
idols inspirations icebergs intentions
Follow the doll dusted downstairs
follow the blizzard beating bears
fall down dirty ditches where you will stay
disturbing daylight, disturbing days
John Lennon on the floor
Laws leaving because of souls
Martin Luther King Jr is gone
Farewell Freddie, forever loved
In My Bath Tub Last NightDon't tell me that what I deal with everyday is not worth my broken bones and slit up wrists.
Don't tell me that in time I can be fixed.
Your perfect god cannot heal all wounds.
Maybe your god is not as perfect as you think
But then again maybe I am the one that's wrong.
It doesn't matter.
I no longer care.
Because you see when I was crying you weren't there.
You didn't';t see my tears or feel my pain.
And maybe my words are just escaped fragments of dust that can creep out of my cracking walls.
built up so high as if to protect me from unknown dangers.
Maybe this prophesied prodigal son is not so perfect...
This poem is for every teenager leaning over the edge of a three story building tonight...
This poem is for every one with a gun raised to his temple at this moment..
This poem Is not about suicide,
But it is about survival.
You know that I know that you think that you are ready to die.
But don't pull the trigger.
Listen. To my softly spoken plea...
I've been where you are tonight.
Caprice In SpringCaprice In Spring
The children read Bukowski before bedtime
And dream of cheap wine and women;
I myself am strange and unusual-
They are not my children
But they have long been wished upon me.
I was in love with a madman
Until he was well again.
I hear he's doing alright,
Enough money for the wife and the mistress-
But if we judge it's misandry.
Not that I care.
My friends and 'friends' alike tell me
I could have a terrible future in poetry,
I'm still not sure about it
One way or
Regardless I will write it all.
The Tears.....If Tears could build a stairway
And memories were a Lane.
I would walk right up to heaven
To bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
No time to say Goodbye.
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.
My heart still aches with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to Lose you
No one will ever know.
If I could have a Lifetime wish
A dream that would come true.
A thousand words can't bring you back
I know because I have tried.
And neither will a million tears
I know because I have cried.
You Left behind my broken heart
And happy memories too.
I never wanted memories though
I only wanted you.
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