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 Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 4:53 pm
Introduction:
My poetry is mostly very dark,very sad,and very true.It is about things in my life,and the things I see.I write only the truth,and the truth is what I hope to get across to others,I am very happy to be in the guild.-Drifting M.
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 4:56 pm
Who am I?
I'm so stuck in this muck of a world
Caught between right and wrong
Hearing this same old song replay itself in my head
Over and over again
It's killing me softly with it's words
Living in my soul
I don't know if it's really my song
Eveyone is always telling me weather to turn right or left
Taking advantage of me
Using me like a tool
How can I say no?
They say it is as easy as breathing
But now,even breathing is task.
I don't know fantasy from what is real
All I know is what I'm told
Blue can be green
The sky could be the sea
But I am only one person,who am I to disagree
I don't know myslef yet
I may never know
Just flowing along life like a ripple in a pound
My life is getting bigger,but will so come to an end
How can I find myself if I do not love myself?
How can I love someone else when I don't know myself?
Just one person can make a difference in the world
Some people just find themselves sooner then others
But greatness is not made over not
It is shaped and perfected
Perfection is not just beauty or wits
It is the strength and soul of a person
No one is born evil or good
But sculpted over time
And you can only find who you are when you are truly honest with who you are
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 4:59 pm
The Felling Of Love
I think it's cute how you can fall in love
Head over heels
You're seeing with your heart and not with your brain
Like they say,Love is blind right?
I think it's ironic how you can be so head over heels for someone,
and everyone around you can see that they don't feel the same
Laughing now?Hold on let me finish,
I think it's so funny how you can love someone so much,
and find out that they don't love you back.
Hilarious isn't it?
All anyone needs is someone to love them just like they do
All it takes is two
So why do people go to such extremes to find love?
Because love is what makes a person feel like they're
needed,wanted,and cherished
A family member can only do so much
But a love of another can mean the world to someone
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 5:01 pm
Bad Influences
They can twist your soul
Bend your motives to fit their own
Make you forget right from wrong
That's what they can do to you
You cry yourself to sleep
Days at a time you don't want to eat
You're loosing weight and you don't realize it
That's what they can do to you
Your wrist are marked with signs of hate
The blade that lay before your feet
Is stained with blood,and it shows your weak
That's what they can do to you
You said you'd never take that puff
Or sip from that bottle you swore to never touch
But there you are,getting messed up
That's what they can do to you
You find that they call you their friend
But they want you to go deal or kill someone for them
You look at yourself and say "at least I'm fitting in"
That's what they can do to you
Pill after pill they never stop
You know what you're doing but you can't drop that drug in your hand
Because you think if you do you'll loose your head and never be sane again
That's what they can do to you
That they I speak of we all know very well
The people around you can be your down fall
And only you can ever tell
If what THEY are doing to you is for the good or bad
Now take time and think about this
Never let them decide who YOU are
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Posted: Sat Mar 22, 2008 5:04 pm
The Plague
It spreads through your body like the plague
Through your arms down past your legs
Pretty soon you'll be digging your own grave
You know what this disease is called
"Trying to fit in" it's the worst of them all
It catches you and lets you fall
Fall down in a grave of shame and self-conciousness
You never know who to hang out with
Are Goth,Punk,Emo,or a G
Why is being yourself so hard?
Not enough "perfect" people in the world?
Not enough people who look like that boy or that Girl?
I'm tired of all these wanna be's
Let you be you and let me be me
So take a good look at the person you use to be
The real you inside
And don't let it hide
Or the disease that is whiping us out fast
May take a hold on you
And kill you fast
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Posted: Sun Mar 23, 2008 5:33 pm
I like your poems alot. They're real deep and also true. My most favorite is the last one, The Plague. I see people trying to pretend to be something they're not alot.
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 3:29 am
Aoi_saku594 I like your poems alot. They're real deep and also true. My most favorite is the last one, The Plague. I see people trying to pretend to be something they're not alot.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 3:30 am
You carved it out,threw my heart away,kept my soul,tossed it down the drain,made me feel like I was loved,then stomped on my pride and left me with nothing.
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2008 11:06 am
High school suicide
Oh how life will be when I am gone
Away from this place that I call home,
Away from the tragedies I have known for so long
Gone from this pain of being alone
Oh how life will be when I am gone
Never to see the day of prom,
Never again to dance to a song,
Because I have my own beat in my head,and it is the beat of my sorrowed heart
Oh how life will be when I am gone,
Just another day,just another hour so long
How will they act when I am gone?
A suicidal teen they will know no longer
Another life gone from this hell I call home
Oh how life will be when I am gone,
Will they remember me when I am no more?
Will they close their eyes and push me away?
Hate me more and more each day,because I could no longer stand the pain.
Oh how life will be when I am gone...
No more anything to keep me strong,but the thing they cannot see,
Is that the person they are looking at has died a long time ago
In a world that killed her,and crushed her very soul
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2008 3:17 pm
I like your poetry! I also write a lot about depressing issues, many times issures that I myself have delt with. I hope life is going well for you and keep up the good work!
Keep Writing! heart
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