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Dreaming Of Tears

Weary-eyed
Weakened to the very core
Traumatized
I can't endure this anymore

I'm going to black out
And be transported to a realm
Where my screams don't make a sound
Hate keeps me bound while I leave my fears to drown
-
I loath the days without rest
I despise the nights of endless stress

Though I can't settle for anything less
Because lower than this is death

It's like living and sleeping within tortuous realities
Even though I'm unconscious- there is no such thing as rest for me

No one knows how powerful my dreams can be
No one knows all of the graphic images I've seen

Dive into the ocean! / Swim through the thorns!
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BuriedUnder the paprika house,
are the bones of my father
and nestled between rib
and reason, is our love.

InfiniteWhen you take my hand,
my breath goes with it.

You're like a book that's too suspenseful to put down.
You keep me wanting to turn the pages to watch the story unfold.

The surprises seem infinite.
With each detail I learn,
I become even more thankful that you came into my life.

Like a song on repeat for hours,
I never tire of seeing your smile or hearing your voice.

With you,
the adventures are endless.
You never cease to amaze me.

Each day that passes,
I fall a little more.
And I know you're there to catch me
before I hit the floor.

I WantI want to be able to scream,
I want to be able to talk,
But whenever I voice my opinions,
They’re left so deep in the dark.

I want to be able to cry,
I want to be able to smile,
But I only can in desperation,
So I’ll fake my emotions for a while.

I want to be able to stand,
I want to be able to laugh,
But whenever I manage to catch it,
It fades away from my grasp.

I want to be able to tell you,
But it’s harder than I first might have thought,
Because from my past experience,
I only became more distraught.

I want it to stop being complicated,
So for once, I can sit down and explain,
But for now I’ll just have to sti

Broken Language

I wish I could describe what I feel,
What I want to tell you,
But this broken language has become too hard,
And with time we will fall apart.

But for now, while I'm on exchange,
We'll ignore it;
The difficulty that, from this, arises,
As a result of our inability,

To speak this broken language.

So listen to the beating of my heart,
As you hold me in your arms.
The rhythmic sound of blood,
Coursing through my veins,
As every fibre of my being,
Screams for you to never let me go.

I don't know how much of this you can understand,

I try to describe it,
With understated, underwhelming words,
But it is impossible,
With only an abridged diction

40810If only you were soulless.
If you were mindless, blind,
you and I could make a beautiful disaster.
The press would write of our brief affair;
they'd paint me (the woman in red) as pathetic.
They will not consider how I need your love
or how it pains me so deeply to throw myself at you.
I will not be remembered as a poet warrior.
I'll be the eternal survivor no more.
All who think of me will shake their bowed heads
and tearfully remark;
If only you were soulless.
If you were mindless, blind,
You wouldn't have been such a bloody disaster.

Dreaming OfDreaming of
The moon lit night
Stars dancing in time
To Earth's heartbeat

Dreaming of
Your hand in mine
As we watch this show
In the dark of twilight

Dreaming of
A scene so beautiful
With snow white roses
Twirling in the sky

We join in
To this enchanting ball
Dreaming of
It never ending

Still we must wake
And go on with our lives
But inside we're asleep
Dreaming of
Our moon lit night
Dancing under the stars

Hell Doesn't Even KnowI want to cry so much...
Why?

Maybe I'm happy,
Maybe I'm sad.

I feel so alone,
Yet I've been with people all day.
I feel so unloved,
Yet I know I have people who love me.

I can't talk about these feelings.
I can't open up when the door is locked.
And the key is lost.

I want to inspire,
But I just recieve empathy.
I want to die,
But I keep on breathing.

I feel so confused, lost and all alone.
The feelings inside me are too strong for my body.

I don't want someone to understand.
I want someone to give me the answers to why I am like this.
And a solution to fix the massacre inside me...

ShockwaveFoetal
Trying to fold the pain up
To trap it between the paper cut limbs.
Curled up
Protective
But the shockwaves come
Pulsing from inside
Destroying cells
Radiocactive
Curled up
To trap it between the paper cut limbs.
Trying to fold the pain up.
Foetal.

I KnowI know what you really think of me

I know you want me gone

I know whenever my mouth opens you cringe

I know you think I’m stupid

I know you wish I would die

I know people hate me

I know I’m really stupid

I know I don’t get you

I know you don’t get me

I know you wish we really never met

And I’m sorry...

TerminalI want to kill you.

I want our love to be terminal,
And for it to be wrapped
around your heart tight when you die.
I want you to be looking
into my eyes when you do,
And I want you to know
what I have done to you,
for you.

I want our love to be terminal,
Or rather; til death do us part.

I meant what I said,
I want our love to last until you die,
Or I die,
Or beyond that.

Or; simply,
I want to spend my life with you.

InsecurityWrapped up in layers
Of expected behaviors
And veils of normalcy,
And masks of secrecy.
No one else can know
Of the inner life lived deep below.
Seen and tested,
Copied and pasted
Idols in a notebook,
It's a patchwork look
Of paragons in a picture
To imperfect human nature,
With smiles, pride, and bold points of view,
Layer by layer keep the world from seeing through.
Buried deep within the walls,
Afraid and feeling small,
Fearing they can see
This crippling insecurity.
I worry, worry, worry,
For all my walls I'm judge and jury
And I drop the ax each day,
For flaws I cannot hide away.
Until I can blend in,
And achieve perfection,
I build

Little StarYou think you're the star,
Flying way up high.
Nothing can touch you.
You own the sky.

Your colors are bright,
no one shines brighter.
You're number one....
till you go a bit higher.

Farther in the sky,
there are stars that shine true,
and you cannot compare.
You're just little old you.

Those stars are huge.
You'll never compare.
Don't even try.
Don't even dare.

You're small and weak.
They're big and strong.
Your shine is meek,
and theirs is long.

So just give up.
There's nothing to do.
You're not good enough,
yes, it's true.

Wait, no.
It's not true at all.
Those stars may be big,
but keep standing tall.

You're a star too,
no matter th

ShardsThe dream shatters around me like a broken mirror.
Pieces of you surround me, but nothing seems to be clear.

I'm still cleaning up the mess you made.
You should have put down your fear,
You could have stayed.
I'm done chasing.
I've stopped running.
Have you even noticed that I'm walking the other way?

I'm cut by the shards of what's left of who you were.
Red tears stain the surface while the world is in a blur.

AfterIt follows me.
My silver skeined ghost.

An almost imperceptible thread;
only visible when you shine light
directly upon it.
It follows me.

It rides the underground.
It hides under bridges,
Under trains.
It is woven into the spools of tar
that form the roads between.

Inevitably if I walk too fast
it reminds me -
Like the tug of stitches in your cheek
that reminds you; you have lost your wisdom.
It reminds me.

It trips me in doorways,
when my mind is elsewhere.
If I look away from it -
- it slips round my neck.
Another knot to throw over the beams
it mauls me without a fair chance.

I tried to sever it. I can't.

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The Way

by *MEGAN-Yrrbby, Jan 2, 2013, 11:19:10 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

It's the way you grabbed me,
the way you whispered in my ear,
the names you called me,
before you lost it.

It's the way you tore my shirt,
the way you hit me,
the force you used,
before you went lower.

It's how many people pinned me,
the way you kissed me neck,
the way you thought you did no wrong,
before I screamed with all my might.

It's the way you yelled at me,
the way you told me to shut up,
the way you helped hold me down,
before you reached down my pants.

It's the way I felt pinned beneath you,
the way I wiggled just to be free,
the way I screamed all over again,
before you panicked and ran away.

It's the way I kept your name a secret,
The way that no one knows what happened,
the way I hate you,
before, I thought I loved you.

The Wayby *MEGAN-Yrrbby

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

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