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Hi! this page contains poems, and thoughts that I've written. I'm warning you though, that I was very depressed for a while, and that's when I wrote most of my poems. Please, if anyone out there who reads my poems is feeling like I felt, please e-mail me and talk to me about it. I've been there, and it sucks!
Skeleton in a Closet
I知 concise
But I feel dead.
I知 alive,
But not in my head.
In my minds eye,
I知 a skeleton
With no flesh to be torn
And no heart to be broken.
I知 like a skeleton in a closet,
With nothing to see or hear.
I have no eyes to see with,
Yet your eyes bore through me
And cut me like a knife.
I知 lost and afraid.
I知 a skeleton in a closet.
Minds Eye
I feel alone on this road of terrors.
My eyes turn at the sight of demons.
Scared.
I keep going.
I see vicious sights
Eating away
At my mind.
Afraid.
Nobodies there to guide me,
Or so I think.
Lonely.
I finally open my eyes
And find a light before me.
The terrors are gone.
Warmth.
Out of all the poems that I wrote when I was depressed, I like "Minds Eye" the most, because it's the only poem that I wrote that had a "happy" ending. One thing that I regret about writting the poems is that I didn't date them. I wish i could have gone back, and seen what had actually made me hope for life, for that one wrinkle in my life.
Previous Intentions
I知 lost
In this hurricane of anguish
But I guess that痴 the cost
And the punishment
Of looking back,
And not letting go
I知 caught up,
And I can稚 get out.
I can稚 forget
What I lost.
I guess that痴 my fault,
And I知 paying the cost,
With my life.
The next 2 poems are lame. I met this guy, and I still really like him, but I think that he hardley knows that I'm alive. He's the perfect guy.... I've never wrote poems like this before though, so for my first time, I guess they are alright. Actually, I think that ALL of my peoms are lame, but hey, what can you do!?
Cluttered Thoughts Aug. 2/99
Mixed emotions
Swim around inside of me.
My feelings changing
From one thing
To the next.
My heart is like an ocean,
Always changing,
Never staying the same.
Yet, when I think of him
I feel something solid,
Something real.
Thinking about him
Brings a smile to my lips
Like a soft. Gentle kiss.
And though I try,
I cannot erase
His beautiful face
From my mind.
Etched into my brain
Are those befuddling eyes,
That I love so much.
And as I wake up
From yet another dream about him,
I am overcome with sadness
As I realize he値l never feel the same.
My feelings are one-sided,
And it almost kills me.
One more romance,
Never to be....
Never Feel The Same
Aug 3/99
My hear cries out in pain,
Because we may never be one.
My love so pure,
A tragedy to be wasted
On someone who will
Never feel the same.
Who値l never dream of
Looking into the other痴 eyes,
And saying those 3 soft words....
My soul is drowning,
In this endless love
For the one,
Who値l never feel the same.
My heart pounds,
At a single thought of him.
My head aches,
From thinking so much about him.
My body tingles,
As I remember his voice,
My eyes water,
As I remember the face of
He, who値l never feel the same....
I wrote this when I was kind of depressing about the guy in the above 2 poems. I actually like this one. There's a really pathetic part in it, but I still like it (I'll never change anything that I've writen. It's just the way I am)
Reflections
Sept.6/99
As I stare
At her ashen face,
In the clear,
Simple waters of purity,
I see a sadness
In once hopeful eyes.
Grieving for what could have been.
Another memory,
Like a wrinkle in time,
Never to be erased
From her mind.
I pity her,
As I realize that she
Is her only friend.
With a knowledge of her life
Twenty years past her own,
She still struggles
To obtain the one simple thing
That she longs for in life.
Her reflection fades away,
As she watches her love
Walk out of her life.
And as she turns
To cry crimson tears,
I am saddened
As I realize
That the girl in the reflection
Is me.
I wrote this peom in math class. it's pretty short, but I like it the way it is. out of all my poems, (and I have a LOT) i like this one the best. This is the one that I struggled with. I mean, writing it was easy, it just came to me, but i just couldn't come up with a title. Nothing seemd good enough, in my eyes anyways. I hope you like it. Seriously, I don't even know what it means. I just can't analyze it.
Untitled
Sept.7/99
Broken dreams,
Shattered against a deceitful wall
Of sleepless nights
And tortured promises....
To myself.
Unable to contain
Mixed emotions
That spill over,
And filter through my soul.
