Your opinion matters more to me than anyone else,
Because it can hurt the most.
You could shatter my world,
You could make my day
You could hurt me in every way
You make me feel less than what I am
An insignificant nothing with a potential for none
Who shouldn’t inflict her dirty ways upon any other
And she won’t.
Why taint a light that shines so bright?
With the muck that could destroy a soul
A person who isn’t really a person at all
Torn to pieces sent out into the world.
No human emotion
Too great of a toll
My world is broken
You broke me.
Are you happy?
Its fine, I’m fine I say!
Rage is fire that whips the dried forest
Chains that detain the wild horse
It’s a lonely world on a millionaire’s plantation
Where greed darkens the sky, and blinds the eye
I’m fine…a horse in chains…
I’m fine, I’m fine I say.
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
haha it's dark! I usually write what I'm feeling. Hmmm when I read it now...I think that this is what a person would feel like if they kept there emotions bottled up and never stood up to someone. And I'm not sure what else to say about it.
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Every once in awhile
When I’m feeling down and low
I call your old phone number
In hopes that heaven reconnects your phone
My heart hurts a little more each time
The operator answers
I’m gonna keep calling just in case
You ever decide to pick up the phone
Oh sweet lady
Where have you gone?
I need your comforting words
And your careless laugh
Times are getting harder
I need your advice
Something mom and dad wouldn’t understand
There’s so much more that I wanted you to see
I’ve come this far in life
Damn it hurts so much
I really wish that you were still here with me
Please pick up the phone
Life would be so much easier if you had a answering machine
I would leave you my new number
And say ‘come on grandma look at the new me’
Never want to stop hoping.
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
Kind of depressing and a little ... I don't know it just feels young to me. I wrote this a year after my grandma passed away.
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I stand at the edge of the cliff everyday
Looking out at the sea
And out of no where appears a door
Don’t know where I’m going so I take that leap
Cause I’m not gonna stand here wishing at the sea
To come and change me
Like the water, I’ll be carving my own way into this world
Slowly caving walls, Breaking new barriers,
And causing mayhem along the way.
Never contained,
just changed or moved another way
Till the day the sun dries me completely away
I don’t know what I’m waiting for
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
I'm not really sure what I was thinking of when I wrote this. It's still in the works...hahah it might even be crap. But I felt I had to express myself this way. I don't know it just felt right. I think that it shows strength, looking out towards a goal, then having the courage to do it...no matter what the consequence you'll be strong enough to deal with the situation. Strong enough to stand alone if need be.
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