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Stay Young"Stay Young"

Remember when the only thing to do in the morning
Was lay in bed and watch cartoons?
Nothing else then seemed important
And we didn't get out of bed until noon.

Remember when after school every day
We would play tag in the park?
We couldn't be told what to say
And we'd run around like fools until dark

But now that we've become older
Making transitions to new frames of mind
Life is weighing down like boulders
And things suddenly aren't as fine

We can't help but think; we can't help but worry
Some say life will just begin
But it seems no matter how fast we hurry
We're in a race we just can't win

We're in a tunnel that has no l

Mommy and DaddyMommy, Daddy, are you okay?
You haven't talked at all today.
Mommy, Daddy, can't you see?
You're really starting to hurt me.

All you do is scream and fight,
and I hear it all throughout the night.
Sometimes I think my eyes will run dry,
yet whenever I do, I just continue to cry.

"She doesn't care about any of this, she'll be fine by tomorrow!"
Daddy, you don't know how much your words fill me with sorrow.
"Can't you just be civilized?! Stop acting like a child, and apologize right now!"
Mommy, please don't make this worse, or I'll run outside and hide in the snow.

Mommy, Daddy, I wish you would just stop everything and be happy again.
I'm

That Girl In The MirrorHappiness will remain forever out of reach
When love from your life you omit
To the girl in the mirror; you are beautiful
Yet somehow you never quite fit

Not the girl they thought you’d turn out to be
When you were a neonate child
Born with a raging heart and a raging mind
But with a manner ever so mild

Your scars aren’t always visible to them
And not only hidden under attire
Lacerations to the mind are just as abhorrent
When memories and dreams conspire

So girl break the mirror if you have to
And reflect on your life as a whole
Do you really want to spend the rest of your days
Behind a façade of self control?

Please be strong

Just Another ScarI deserve it.
Every single infliction.
Every single slit.
My secret addiction.

Worthless.
I'm trapped, wanting to be free,
My flaws, my helplessness,
Nothing's good in me.

I'm a bad person.
I don't try to be.
But everything just seems to worsen,
I'm a failure, can't you see?

Blade against skin,
Blood against wrist.
The cut ever so thin.
Tears I must resist.

A bit too deep, I've gone too far.
Another sin confessed.
It's just another scar.
Just another scar to add to the rest.

Missing Pieces.I am a missing piece. Something that someone needs.
But at the same time, I feel so incomplete.
I’ve wandered way too far, wondered for far too long
Am I a missing piece? Or a piece that won’t belong?

Is it possible I’m damaged and not missing at all?
That I’m just as dysfunctional as everybody else?
Pretending to be perfect never softened a single fall.
But neither did admitting that you’re broken and flawed.

A broken missing piece. Is that all I’m meant to be?
There is no master plan that includes the likes of me.
Being all alone, it’s a hurt that will not cease.
A hundred thousand years from now

Drip, Drop, Drip"Drip, Drop, Drip"

I felt a warm feeling run down my arm
But truth behold the pain was gone
I saw blood dripping on the floor
I watched it drip and drip some more

How it happened; I don't know
But the drip was dripping slow
It might have seemed like such a bore
But I watched it drip some more

I watched the blood leave a trail
Down the drawer and on the mail
The trail now leaked under doors
Drip by drip, it dripped some more

The noise it made was pitter-patter
On the tiles spilt and splattered
To clean this up is such a chore
So I watched it drip some more

My head tilted and pictured eyes
Eyes like mine so young and wise
Disgusted by this

Because I Forget     Some broken hearts
  Will love again,
  Some fractured minds
Watch sun-rise, and mend,
  Some happy dreams
Are cherished by friends,

Because you have love,
You will triumph again

Some broken

You're Not?You're anorexic if you're thin
You're not? Then you're obese.

If you're different, you're insane
You're not? Then you're a fake.

If you're happy, you're hiding something.
You're not? You must be emo.

If you're dating, you're a slut.
You're not? You must have no friends.

If you're popular, you're a jerk.
You're not? You're a nobody.

If you're quiet, you must be disabled.
You're not? You obnoxious freak.

If you're you, you're wrong.
You're not?
Then you must be perfect.

Just Words"I'm fine" is a dirty lie.
The truth is that I want to die.

"I'm tired" is not even done.
It really means "I'm tired of being no one"

"I'm better" is but a curse.
The truth is that I've never been worse

"I'm just cold" is what I say
so my sleeves can hide my scars away.

"I already ate" is said with a frown.
I starve to see the numbers on the scale go down.

"I'm okay" is probably the worst.
It really means I'm about to burst.

All these things are lies to me.
But you take this as the truth because what else would I be?

I've Changed (Yeah right)I've Changed (Yeah right):

You know, I tell myself everday,
That I'm going to change - that I'll be different.
'This isn't the same; I'm not the same,' that's what I tell myself...
As I sit in front of the computer, praying time doesn't move.

Coward, you're weak and you'll always be weak! You bloody disgrace...

I pick up some new magazine, get inspired,
'I want to be like that guy,' is what I think to myself.
I give it a try for two or three days - I quit.
Same old shit again...

Making up excuses? It's what you always do, you gutless wonder...

I try to reach out with my hands,
Seeking something, anything that I can find to help myself ho

Zero.10.

I take a deep breath.
Is this really what I want?

9.

Of course it is.
Why am I even questioning it?

8.

"Because you're a coward,"
That cruel voice whispers,
"And you're looking for a way out."

7.

"No," my voice replies.
My voice is stronger.
I will be heard.

6.

I shift my grip on the knife,
And sink deeper into my sheets.

5.

My heart rate jumps;
My breathing accelerates.

4.

The world shifts in and out of focus,
As my senses are heightened,
By the adrenaline racing through my veins,
Knowing my end is near.

3.

I think back.
Is my will in order?
Have I written all the letters?

2.

My eyes flick open,
And I plunge the bl

Already DeadI sit on the ground,
And steady my head.
It doesn't really matter.
I'm already dead.

I turn my arm up,
About to begin.
The voices are silenced
As the blade digs in.

First there's a pinch
Then the blood starts to explore.
Forming little red beads,
It soon starts to pour.

I laugh at the sight.
My arm starts to burn.
The monsters inside are dying,
And they start to squirm.

The feeling goes away.
There's a pounding in my head.
There's no hope for me.
I'm already dead.

Wonder.Do you fear your own death?
Is it hard to conceive?
Draw in your last breath, then-
Your last breath will leave.

Isn't it strange to think,
That there's a timer above your head?
A countdown you can't see,
That finishes when you're dead.

Don't you ever wonder,
What it'll be like when you're gone?
I bet the world will keep on spinning.
There will be another dawn.

But the harsh reality behind it-
We're all going to die.
There's no reason to try to fight it
Not even to question why.

It makes me wish that I could have a little more to give,
Because I'm not afraid of how I'll die...

I'm afraid of how I'll
Live...

I Can't WriteI can't sleep.
Reality is a nightmare I can't escape.

I can't eat.
Food lost its flavor long ago.

I can't think.
Voices are too loud.

I can't breathe.
Air became toxic.

I can't live.
Life is no longer possible.

R.I.P WordsDo you know what it feels like?
To feel something, but...
be unable to express what it is;
to be silent;
to fight it alone.

I know how much it hurts,
but I don't know how to show it.
Poetry used to be my refuge,
a place where I could be alone -
express all my emotions,
without being judged.

I'm losing it.
I can't connect to poetry.
Everything sounds so stupid...
Everything I write sounds stupid.
I have to erase all my feelings,
because they don't sound right.

The words aren't real.
They don't show what I feel
And maybe this will be the last.
Maybe I'm gone:
lost of all emotions.
I'm truly alone...
I used to have poetry.

Now I have not

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YouYou stayed with me
Even though you knew my past;
Said we'll forever last.

Your comforting words
Made me want to try,
Even when I was ready to die.

You helped me through my heartbreak;
Made me see there was more
Than just that fucking whore.

You're amazing.
Funny, Caring, True
Are just a few words to describe you.

No one could ever compare
To you,
That's true.

I love you,
And I hope you feel the same.

Before I fallBefore I fall,
Tell me that you'll catch me;
You'll be there for me.

No matter what happens,
You'll stay by my side.

When I yell,
And scream,
And shout at you,
All you do is say calming things.

Your love is all I need
To make my day.

One little smile,
One little heart,
And all the pain disappears.

So before I fall,
Let me know
That this love is true,
Because I love you.

SuicideThe spiderwebs slowly grow to the edge.
Oh how I wish I was dead.
I'll never be enough,
So I've given up.

I'm so done with my pathetic existence.
I've committed too many sins to consider repentance.
If it were possible, I wouldn't try.
My only goal in life is to die.

I look over the edge to the riverside.
My only option is suicide.
It could all end there.
No one would even care.

So I sit and I wonder,
But this is the only option I ponder.
This feels so right.
Tonight is the night.

I lean towards the edge, and climb over.
This is the only way to obtain closure.
I hope this is the way to end it.
Falling through the air, I feel sp

I'm empty without youI'm empty without you.
You're a piece of me,
And always will be.

I was whole
When you were here,
But you're no longer near.

The memories,
They shined liked a gem.
Now I can't escape them.

You left,
Why?
I can no longer cry.

All my tears are gone.
Dried up from so much crying.
I am no longer trying.

I am empty without you.
You took a piece of me
When you left.

WhyWhy do you hate me?

Is it because I'm difficult?
Or because I'm not smart?
Maybe my lack of heart?

Why am I not good enough?

Is it because I'm not perfect?
Or because I can't cook?
Maybe I just don't have the look?

Why?

It could mean anything, really.
Why me? Why you? Why this? Why that?
So overused, but I still must ask.

Why?

Where were you?Where were you?

When I screamed your name,
You said nothing.
You left me in pain.

Do you think of this as a game?
You must enjoy this so.
Have you no shame?

Where were you?

You were not there
When I needed you most.
You never did care.

So why?
You are the reason
That at night I cry.

Where were you?

In despair,
You left me.
You left me without a care.

Did you ever look back?
To see me looking for you, searching, trying, failing, crying.
Did you see me?

Where were you?

Please do tell,
where you went without a second thought of me.
Please do tell, while I resist the urge to yell.

I hate what you did,
but I don't hate you.
I never cou

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How are you?

by ~thechosenonee1, Jan 20, 2013, 10:34:24 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

"Hey! How are you?"

I'm bad,
Tired,
Hurt,
Depressed,
Alone,
Stressed,
Regretful,
Disconcerting,
Frozen to the core,
Broken,
Ready to cry some more,
Lonely,
Crushed,
Cold,
Life is just rushed...
Defeated,
In so much pain,
Feeling cheated,
Life has no gain,
Not good enough,
Worthless,
Life is just so rough,
A failure,
No one could care less,
Sorry for complaining so much,
Sorry for being selfish and such,

"I'm fine, thanks for asking! And how are you?"

How are you?by ~thechosenonee1

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

The truth...

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~beanieboot Apr 25, 2013

*hugs and more hugs*

~thechosenonee1 Apr 25, 2013 Student Writer

thanks c:

~jcpotterf123 Apr 11, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Me everyday

But I'm learning to deal with it because now I'm pessimistic

~Twisted-Curiosity Feb 16, 2013 Student

I hate that question. Because no one really wants to know the truth. That's why when someone asks me that, I just glare at them. I like the poem, it's cool.

~RenosGirl77 Feb 16, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Wow. I think everyone alive can sympathise with this. *hugs* Hope you feel better soon. "As long as there will be rain, there will be clear skies after"

See if, for one day only, everyone on the planet actually answered that question truthfully, I think so many problems could be solved. It'd probably stop a lot of wars.