Unsorted Poetry


  • Tangerine
    Every day I see you I'm raped,
    Of the happiness no one escapes.
    I can ignore it and pretend,
    But then it would never end.
    You're a spark,
    In the dark-
    Opening my mind-
    Nervous of what you'll find.
    But your games are abuse...
    And I can't break loose.

  • A Victim of Death
    Troubled yet talented.
    Broken yet flawless.
    Fearless yet frightened.
    Mysterious yet honest.
    They've made you who you are.
    They've made you all these things.
    They're never far-
    But they'll never know the person you've come to be.
    They're just faces in the crowd-
    The sea of tears that cause you pain.
    The only difference now-
    You never knew their names.
    Abandoned and betrayed,
    You don't know who's to blame.
    They were supposed to love you the most,
    Not leave you nothing but their ghosts.
    Terrified of what's hidden inside-
    You feel you may self-destruct.
    There's far too much torture to hide,
    Along with your endless streak of bad luck.
    How do they expect you to love God,
    When he's given you nothing but shame?
    Scars on children never fade.
    Scarred souls become troubled and restless.
    But if you listen closely to what they really have to say,
    You'll hear the frightened whispers of a victim of Death.
    The imprints have already been made,
    But if you learn to trust again,
    You will be saved.
    (dedicated to any orphan who's had a tough life)

  • Proud
    I am finally happy
    I'm no longer so snappy
    I am clean
    I'm not so mean
    The clouds are gone
    But you've got it all wrong
    Maybe you don't deserve to know the real me
    Because none of you were ever really there for me
    Oh well- it's your loss
    Because I'm no longer lost
    I am finally making something out of my life
    I've finally dropped the knife
    I've accepted the past
    And the sky is blue at last
    Now I don't need anyone
    To see the sun
    I've seen the light
    And I'm never going back to that black night
    My morals and love have returned
    And I'm fixing all the old bridges that burned
    I want nothing to do with you guys
    Until you mature and realize
    Realize that drugs & destruction can never make you happy
    That in the end they only make you feel crappy
    I'd never take you back
    Cuz you stabbed me in the back
    But I'd still help you
    Because *I* believe that's what good friends do
    Who the hell taught you guys manners anyway?
    You don't just THROW people away
    It's just such a waste
    Cuz I remember when you had an honest face

  • Surreal
    Sinking my nails into your skin
    The only thing that's real is sin
    Tearing at your face
    I can't escape
    Having absolutely no compassion
    Breaking hearts is in fashion
    There's no meaning in tears
    Laughter is what everyone fears
    Delight is a lie
    Under normal circumstances I'd cry
    Beauty ensures survival
    Posession is my rival
    I cannot kiss your evil
    Without turning the wheel
    Suspended in time
    I no longer can climb
    Shocking as it seems
    You're already mine in my dreams

  • Little Girls
    Wanting to go back
    But not knowing how
    The door is locked
    And that child has retired and taken her bow
    When things were easy
    When dreams weren't crushed
    Your hand was always in mine
    We were never rushed
    Growing up with you
    Was the best time of my life
    And dealing with this new world without you
    Has inflicted a lot of strife
    Knowing you're practically a stranger now
    Makes me feel so alone
    We're no longer the girls we once were
    And it chills me to the bone
    I liked myself better then
    You brought out the best in me
    Now I'm damaged and confused
    So it's best that you don't know me

  • Sorry
    I never promised you the stars.
    I don't even know who you are.
    I don't want you that way.
    I don't know what you expect me to say.
    I'm just not interested.
    I'm not going to listen.
    Don't cry, be a man.
    I know that you can.
    This isn't fair to you at all,
    But I never chose to fall....
    And I can't ignore my true feelings,
    So I'm here to tell you that I'm leaving.
    I don't know where I'll go...
    But I've finally said no.
    You're a friend,
    And that's the end-
    The end of the show.

  • The Myth
    This isn't where we began.
    This is the end.
    But perhaps there's no difference-
    Maybe that's pretend.
    Could the end be the beginning,
    And the beginning the end?
    No one notices
    Life is a circle that never ends.
    We'll all live forever.
    We will not be dead.
    It's a game of redudance-
    A virus in your head.
    Nothing is new,
    Experience is just forgotten.
    Lives change, people too,
    But nothing ever sours so rotten.
    We've been here before-
    We exist in a familliar place,
    But I'm the only one who sees it...
    I already know every face.
  • Destruction
    I pray for the shadows
    That steal away your dreams.
    The sun dries your eyes,
    Kissing at your screams.
    Your face crumbles,
    Hard to recognize.
    Holding your soft hands,
    Hoping that you'll realize.
    Tears cleanse your cheeks,
    Cruel and unforgiving.
    You seem to die in my arms,
    As you realize you're not breathing.

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