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AMBER'S POETRY




Nothing

You know nothing about me!
You may know what I look like,
what it's like to talk to me,
to walk next to me
but you do NOT know me

You do not know what I
love, what I hate.
You do not know what
it feels like to be me.

You do not know how I react
when I am mad, sad, happy or stressed
You do not know how to surprise me,
or fulfill my definition of romance.

You know nothing about my style,
where I go and who I go
with. You don't know
where I feel comfortable
or when I want to leave
a place or situation

You don't know that
I bottle my emotions. You
do not know that I
need attention to feel loved
and a lack of it depresses me quickly.

You know nothing about me
and you do not know to ask.



Too Deep
I'm in so deep, I can't see light
so dark that nothing's real
but the life I've messed up
all good is gone.
I'm left with the hurt I've caused
Digging myself deeper

I'm in a black hole
I'm in so deep
Don't have the thoughts or strength to speak
I'm counting by the hour
where is my power
I'm in too deep
too deep

Up is down, good may as well be bad
there is no devil or angel to tell me
How do I stop
digging myself deeper?



Untitled

Lost behind a curtain
grasping the cloth to find an opening
enclosed by darkness
waves of texture and material surround me
Unsettled wrinkles in progression
to an undetermined end
waves of air bring the curtain closer
then further away creating
confusion in direction
Who will save me?
When will tis curtain open up to reveal the light?






Darkness Falls

Death becomes me, becomes my way, sets me straight, makes me think.
It is the rose that blooms today, only to die tomorrow.
It is the sarcasm of the morning that leads to the blackness of night.
It is the depression inside us that appears as a smile.
It is the end of all and the beginning of new.
It's the good day gone wrong.
It's giving all of yourself and getting nothing in return.
It's loving only to be despised.
It's caring only to be laughed at.
It's the hole in the stomach, the pain in the heart.
It's everyday, it's tomorrow.
It's now.




Drive a little farther ...

Like driving down a two lane hightway without a destination
All I bring with me is my pain
Pain that is as pointless as this road
I drive fast, drive far hoping to get away
But I'm scared of where I'll end up

You can't hide behind smiles forever
You can't avoid the pain, can't beat it.
No matter how fast you move in life
It is in endless supply
Put on the smile one more day,
drive a little farther, drive a little faster.




FED UP! **My bad day**

You may think I am interested in what you are talking about.
You may also think pigs fly.

I think not.

So put away your technical jargon
and lengthy explanations.

I don't want to hear about it.

I have no tolerance for things I don't care about.
Don't you think I would ask if I wanted to know?
Put away your overheads and files.

I don't want to read them.

Take your learning process somewhere else.

Because today, I'm not listening.

"Man Behind The Mask" ~ Dustin Evans
"You won't find a silver bullet outside your front door
and you won't find a "Z" carved on your wall
I'll never be the hero I want you to see
Until I find the man behind the mask inside of me."

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