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Post by dubiety on Aug 4, 2002 1:57:44 GMT -5
i've decided to write poetry/songs/whatnots just because. i know that everyone else is doing it, but i don't care. i'm going through a lot right now, things i haven't experienced before. for some reason, i've begun to write.
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Follow the Way
I don't think that I've ever cried so much in my life One day A thousand weeps My eyes are so worn from the stinging of my own tears The handkerchief I hold in my hands is wringing out blood.
Everyone keeps telling me to be strong. I don’t think I can My body is so weak Deprived of what happiness feels like.
So I kept all of my memories in a black box And I threw the key away Not feeling the same anymore
I began follow the girl who stares at flowers that wither away Her heart, silently singing the song of a dead song bird She reaches to catch all the fallen stars from the sky And keeps them in her pocket
She's abandoned in the land of the unwanted ones She has no face, like anyone else And just sits there, like the others. Where her place is in this world.. No one seems to know.
I glide through the yellow grass Dancing with my broken feet Oblivious to all that surrounds me I am lost in the midst of her lonely cries
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Post by LisaRocksYourWorld, yo on Aug 4, 2002 12:50:59 GMT -5
Wow, I like it. It's really good, especially considering you just started writing. It's so theraputic, isn't it? If something makes you feel down, it's a great way to express your emotions. Keep writing!
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Post by x n0ise on Aug 4, 2002 23:36:02 GMT -5
Holy crap, I like it! ;D Great.....very good way to express feelings or what's going on in your life! Keep going! I'm liking it!!!
Haley.
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Post by dubiety on Aug 5, 2002 1:06:34 GMT -5
DrewYou're a beautiful one With dark hair and enticing eyes that hold me captive You project a sweet rapture that I cannot escape. I'm haunted by these fields of dreams Where I can do anything I want to you You stare at me when I'm not looking And I can feel your white light basking me in its warmth I could stay this way forever With you playing these games Because you eat away at my heart, and I think I like it. You've got a hold of something deep inside of me. Don't you dare leave me this way I've been waiting for it forever Because when you're walking along the open winding road Stumbling away from the incessant droning of your own loneliness You can't help but move toward the only sign, in the middle of nowhere. Maybe if I was with you Living in this damned world wouldn't be so bad. And I can tell you're just resting in expectation of the right move, the right time. Its almost as if you're perched on the ledge of a ten story building, wanting to jump. Well let me tell you, I'm waiting down here with open arms. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . thank you girls for the feedback. i really appreciate it, especially coming from you two.
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Post by dubiety on Aug 5, 2002 17:45:19 GMT -5
Fevered Imagination
I am walking here in the now Where time has stopped, and I'm the only one still moving I whimper from the blow of yesterday's news They poured salt upon my open blisters And screamed in an unknown tongue That I refuse to hear So I turned away, Leaving behind the frozen smiles and blank stares Running away from the demons at the back of my mind Who love to play with little things like me
Its a bedazzlement to have come this far, this way How did I ever stray from what I used to be I crawl around in the dark now, fumbling for the key The key that fits the knob, of the door with the jarred writing
It will lead me to a subtle paradise that has been untouched Astonishing beauty that is unforseen to the naked eye And treasures that only who knows what can behold
The fevered imagination allows me to jump across the potholes of this rocky path Avoiding the wrong turns, and disturbed creatures Allowing me to crusade on a floating carpet That will lead me to this door, with the key in hand The door to a new beginning.
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Post by dubiety on Aug 9, 2002 2:04:34 GMT -5
Fake
I always knew it would be this way. My path led to a point of no return. And it’s a little bit funny How everyone exclaimed, My starlight eyes And I'm the only one who noticed how broken they were.
Its so hard to keep adjusting like this. I keep painting over an endless wall of lies With my signature scripted in the corner
I'm a fake It’s a façade Keep this up I want to see How far this can go
I look in the mirror, and see a pretty girl She smiles and waves to me, creating a happy feeling inside Then her face changes, she starts cursing at how ugly I am. She makes me want to cut all my skin off.
I wish I could be what I want to be. I wish I could do, what I want to do. But its so hard to come out of this darkness I think I've gotten lost.
It's my own fault really. I'm the one who wanted to go this far. Its like I shattered my own reflection And I'm laughing at how broken I am.
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Post by Spazmatikal on Aug 9, 2002 4:12:27 GMT -5
wow. your poetry rocks.
i really relate to that last one... "fake". i know how you feel.
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Post by x n0ise on Aug 9, 2002 18:47:34 GMT -5
And yet again I am amazed by your poetry. I love your poetry....and it's extremely good considering you just started writing. I really like it......keep up the awesome work. ;D Haley.
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Post by dubiety on Aug 14, 2002 2:42:54 GMT -5
Mommy
I'm so confused by it all You keep throwing this all this weight on my shoulders We've already hit rock bottom And you're still digging for more. There's only so much I can take, Before I finally fall down at your feet again.
How you can do this to somebody you love Hurting them so deep that they've shut you out in their mind And if I could help you mommy, I would But you and I both know, That you're hanging on to something that isn't there. You don't fit into the new picture that daddy has painted.
So here's your broken heart Daddy's serving it to you on a silver platter Giving it to you for it to be mended again. I don't understand why you want him to fix it himself It won't work that way. It never will.
I can't believe I'm starting to leave you behind like this. I'm sorry mommy. Daddy's giving me everything that you couldn't. Wouldn't. Its so easy to go, when you've done me so wrong. Destroying something that was perfect in the first place. You deserve all of this pain. And I hate you for that.
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Post by dubiety on Aug 21, 2002 2:00:55 GMT -5
Broken Doll
Broken doll, I coulda sworn that you didn't look right. You aren't the same from what you used to be. The clothes are tattered and worn, Your throat is filled with the remains. I searched your eyes for your hidden soul That I thought had been stolen, awhile back. Instead I saw a star studded, black-eyed night. Your porcelain is starting to wear thin. The sky is about to come crashing down on you. I hope you make somebody happy someday.
You're a broken doll And there's a laughing trick about you I hope you know, That you're giggling for nobody new. Your twisted neck And scarred skin Is terrifying, with a twinge of familiarity
Don't you realize, you broken doll The real tragedy is you Nobody knows, That you stopped existing..
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Post by dubiety on Aug 21, 2002 2:19:15 GMT -5
Deception Accomplished
If there ever was a time to escape from here, it'd be now. Don't you know how confused I am? I'm afraid of finally letting go, finally breaking down I'm too scared to let anyone see. Being lost in a cryptic nightmare has its advantages. I too can pretend everything is okay. So easily. I'm breathing the fire of a cursed dragon Breathing into your face, not letting you see a damn thing. Smiling doesn't come easily, Though it’s a talent that I do possess. Laughing is even harder, but I seemingly have perfected the craft. They all ignore my dead eyes They all don't see my scars. I have no hope, for it has been taken away from me. Still nobody notices. Nobody cares. Nobody sees. Its all merely an illusion, that you all refuse to look through. When I finally go, I hope you all will see That I really was crying for help.
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