Thanks for doing this. I definitely needed it.



And I feel so alone
and I feel so tired
I feel you creeping under this skin
that I've wasted my time trying to thicken
and its me, but its you
and its you, but its me
I can't find the words just to say what I mean
the icy water keeps rising
its up to my neck
ive given you everything but you seem to forget
you stand there right next to me
but I'm drowning alone
escaping this place that I want to call home
You are killing me slowly
but without you I can't breathe
I die a little more inside everytime that you leave
I'm losing this battle I thought I would win
you tell me you love me but in the end its just shit
those words dont mean nothing
keep your lies to yourself
this girl wants to feel vulnerable
but she cant take that chance
I'm finished and done doing this endless dance
its up and its down
and its on and its off
ive thrown in the towel its too late to talk
theres no more starting over
i wont let you again
theres only so much I can try to forgive
I gave you my heart and you threw it away
I thought I could keep you
but I lost anyways
you're gone and you're dead to me
its over goodbye
just leave and keep laughing
I'll sit here and cry
the mistakes that I've made have got in the way
but your lies are what keep you standing in place
so this is the end
and its time to move on
i no longer need the right to be wrong
you can pretend to not miss me
pretend to not care
but next time you look at me
I'll stare straight back
you aren't welcome in this heart anymore.

Sorry, my poetry is a bit sad right now... I gotta get out of this Working on it!


In flowing words,
I tell you what I can’t say,
Something I thought I was rid of,
Keeps me weak,
Unrelenting,
Draining life,
Is creeping back into my skull,
No rest,
Cryptic,
Feeling paper thin,
I need motivation
Hiding,
Desperation,
Lost,
Exhaustion,
Thoughts I ignore,
Can you see what I’m saying?
Every other thought is important,
Starting with something and ending with exhaustion.

Daddy,
I love you,
Please can I have a jacket?
I'm cold,
I'm sorry for crying,
Please let me back in the house,
I know they're just dreams,
I'm sorry for waking you up,
Please can I come back in?
It's dark out here,
I'm scared,
I'm sorry.

Crimson,
The colour of rose pedals,
Thicker than tears,
Yet you still fall,
A drop,
symmetricaly perfect,
you are the cause for my mark,
nothing,
nothing,
so it starts again.

Blue eyes, blue skies,
Dark day of death,
Come take me away,
To where immortals lay.

Born of the underworld,
Risen from the ground,
May forms there are I take,
Trails of souls I’ve forsake.

The fool is oft’ the wise man,
Who tells the stranger, “Beware of her ways,”
Yet, he is the man, who falls the hardest,
While he excuses his past life as pardons.

Distress happens when sleep is done,
Walking among the living in day,
Masks the soul not to see,
Banishes the heart to a life not free.

such sacred honor
purged on the lips
of time.

the only asnwer to
a question called when
is time.

but when will there
ever be time
before it runs out.

this isn't forever
and forever isn't real
so how do we say, 'i love you'
and 'good-bye' in one single tear?

for the only thing
that stopped us
was everyone's fear.

Oh Sire, Dear Sire
Like lemon yellow water
I call your name
Amidst boiling lava
And artic reaches
I find your soul
Until every breath of yours
Is intwined to mine
Oh Sire, dear Sire
I want to be in your arms.

So I would post one, but the one I just wrote is pretty long, so no poem.

Limit, that was a good poem. It reminds me of when I went to Canada as a freshman with my church. I bought a small book that had a candle on the front full of hopeful sayings (not really like me, but hey who's counting). The last stanza reminded me of it. An old feeling just came over me for a second or two.

Poem I wrote for a creative writing class
based on the following photo (of me and a friend in North Carolina years ago):


__________________pastel

a blushing sky consumes
dual silhouettes
pacing atop towering dunes.
sand like silk
between gentle toes.

footsteps
decorate the ground below,
shadows shape to the surface.
exchanging words, sharing
a moment.

wheat, like flowing hair,
bow down, inferior
to forces of the wind
and an angry ocean,
concealed.

painting a memory
of time away, as time
F L I E S
in the outer banks.

light extinguished,
a flame falls beneath the horizon.
and the soft breeze
whispers the tale of a getaway.

quote:

It might be a good idea to copywrite them first? That's just my opinion, though, and I for one don't want my poems stolen.

Before I posted my poems on-line, I looked it up and there was something about if it's in print anywhere, it's as good as copywrite.

You know...people could steal your poems and use them themselves. It might be a good idea to copywrite them first? That's just my opinion, though, and I for one don't want my poems stolen.

Feeling of death upon her.
The Meaning of the word "Death",
she knew all to well what it meant.
It is where her life is heading,
God knows it's where her life will end.
Pain.
she was to scared to cut,
or put a gun to her mouth.
But all the pain she suffered,
was eating her inside out.
Depression.
As her life comes crashing down,
the pain becomes more intense.
She cries while the bottle empties,
as the pills slide down her throat.
Death.
When they finally find her,
Lying on the hard,cold floor.
They know she is gone forever,
for her life shall be no more.

Strung out on the line
Safe havens no more
Change into something
Nothing for no one
Everything for something.

Into open arms
A lover who loves
A soul that knows not
What magic happens
When they meet.

you had me at hello.
before then, i was yours.
everything became yours, mine, ours.
our time was taken up with thoughts of each other.
i hid unnecessarily my feelings from the world.
when it's just us, my heart pours out like water.
you are my Will and I am your Grace
apart, we can barely keep our world together.
single-handedly, we can save the world together.

A poem for once

The Flag

a collection of stars and stripes
what does it mean this emblem of freedom?
there's 13 stripes for a place called home
7 of them red for the blood that we've shed
6 of them white for the liberty we've lead
a field of blue to honor our dead
and 50 white stars to honor those who will stand to the end

I need an easy friend
I do
With a hand to lend
I do
Think you fit this shoe
I do
Keep a day with you...

Let me hide,
Hide in the nothingness,
Fearing nothing,
is everything,
And that tomorow,
Is Yesterday,
Hoping now,
Is not the future.

I know how that feels imastar.

let your eyes tell me it's nothing,

when i know it's everything,

i know it's hard right now,

to think of life together.



i just need to understand,

and for you to know,

that as tough as it is,

it will get better.



the things i might say,

i know you don't believe,

but truly, i never meant,

to break your trust.



blame is a nasty game,

one i'm not willing to play,

i know you aren't either,

so why are we doing this?



why can't we let go,

when everything is said,

there wont be anything left,

for there to be a connection.

wow you people write simply awesome poems...i havent been on this thread in real long..
awesome stuff really!!