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Mar 2, 2008 18:25:50 GMT -5
Post by twilightfanatic on Mar 2, 2008 18:25:50 GMT -5
oh, it cant be that bad . . . i just got an F on my flippin algebra exam . . . worth 76% of my grade!!
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Mar 4, 2008 16:55:04 GMT -5
Post by twilightfanatic on Mar 4, 2008 16:55:04 GMT -5
Where Do I Belong? by:NOT ABLE TO BE POSTED ON MY MYSPACE CAUSE HE PROBABLY DONT WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW HIS NAME!!!! Where do I belong is a question I ask myself everyday and I search for the answer in every way. I search the lonely plains and the strangers faces that are as cold and hard as the steel bars that entrap my soul. Although I am free of these bars to an extent, the true me screams out for freedom and love that I have searched for so long. And as the screams of my inner soul fade away so does the hope of finding true nirvana and tranquility of my restless soul. So after all my hope is lost and I never know where I am truly supposed to be, the question goes from Where Do I Belong? to Where Do You Belong?
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Mar 5, 2008 18:26:08 GMT -5
Post by midori on Mar 5, 2008 18:26:08 GMT -5
Wow that was really good. . . If you talk to him again, you should tell him that I said that. . .
Well as you know, I haven't posted anything new in awhile, but here goes nothing. . . Hope you guys like it.
" Until Our Phantoms Fade Away. . ."
I'm so depressed. I don't know what to say. My memories are haunting me, of that sorrowful day.
The military life is painful, it destroys many in it's path. But still I have remained strong, I never thought I would last.
But that day replays in my head, it's a memory that will always last. It's like I'm right here in the present, but I'm stuck there in the past.
I dreaded that day forever, and even after it's passed. Cause as look at myself in the mirror, I only see this vast.
Smiles that torment me, of voices I long to hear, The bodies of the loved ones, I want to hold so dear.
Right here and now I'm shaking, grasping out for ghost. Longing to be with the people, I truly love the most.
No tears have stained my cheeks, only a phantom of me remains. And as each day passes My phantom begins to fade.
Until I no longer exist in a world I came to adore. This is a story of my existence, until I become... ...no more...
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Mar 15, 2008 4:28:57 GMT -5
Post by midori on Mar 15, 2008 4:28:57 GMT -5
"Pretending. . ."
Pretend that you're happy, Pretend that you care. Like nothing is wrong, Like you want to be there.
With everything happening, Your life falling apart. Everythign stabbing you, A knife in your heart.
You thought it'd get better, You thought it'd be GREAT. But everything that you loved, You've started to hate.
Nobody noticed, All of your lies. Nobody saw, that you were dying inside.
Since they never noticed, You were there all along. It really won't matter, When you're finally gone.
" Millions of Masks"
I'm afraid to let the real me show, For she is somebody, Nobody knows. The me they see, Is no more than an act. A girl disguised by. . . Millions of Masks.
~~Yeah, so basically that's how I'm feeling right about now. . . I don't know how to help it, but writing poetry makes me feel a little better. . .
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Mar 16, 2008 15:36:57 GMT -5
Post by twilightfanatic on Mar 16, 2008 15:36:57 GMT -5
wow . . . that last one was amazing!!!
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Mar 25, 2008 2:37:23 GMT -5
Post by BloodyLittleMinx on Mar 25, 2008 2:37:23 GMT -5
Pretty
Look at those lines Such pretty red lines They slide down my arms Down my wrists Oh, how pretty they are I'm starting to realize How things work Eternal bliss comes from the beautiful Did you know that? I didn't. Before now all there was was misery Now I am ending it in bliss Enjoying the sensation Of peace, serenity You would think there'd be pain But nope, it's just bliss. My life is over And you know how it ended? It ended with those lines Those pretty red lines.
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Mar 25, 2008 3:37:31 GMT -5
Post by londonmarie on Mar 25, 2008 3:37:31 GMT -5
Wow, that's exactly how I felt.
Lost
Lost inside without words Broken without cure No words come From my cold lips Fading into dark No sounds leave their mouths Can't move Sound has gone Flashing memories Coming Pouring out of contol Spinning No hope Lost and broken Gone from home Pale faces around Dimmer they appear Paler they come Lips moving Mouths open As if they scream Where is the sound? Finally they've lost hope Silent as a scream pierces the air Not moving Unseeing Lost and Gone forever Without cause No reason No point
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Mar 29, 2008 5:57:35 GMT -5
Post by midori on Mar 29, 2008 5:57:35 GMT -5
"Not Enough"
I was not enough, Enough to make you stay. The daughter that you left, The day you went away. Was I such a disappointment, That you didn't want to be my dad? Was I only a child, You wish you never had? I always tried to make you proud, but nothing I did was right. Now I hear Mom crying, In the middle of the night. Did you mean to hurt her? As you were flying high. You know, my little sister, The one you left to die. We were not enough, Enough the make you stay. The family that you left, The home you threw away.
Sorry, another "emo" poem from me. It seems like that's all I can write about these days. . . I'm just so mad at my Dad right now. Hope you enjoyed the poem and I'll post again soon.
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Apr 8, 2008 15:56:11 GMT -5
Post by totallytwilight on Apr 8, 2008 15:56:11 GMT -5
im so sorry . . . my friend told me about this site . . . and said she was leavin . . . she asked me to look for the poem section to take over for her . . . and her name was twilight fanatic . . . if u want proof of this . . . just ask me any ? that u know u could answer truly . . . ill even post a poem she asked me to post for her . . . if u think it sounds like her . . . u r right . . . there is a big resemblence . . .
This Day
Todays that very special day, I waited for so long, Just for this one day to come, My decision can't be wrong.
The special ring is now mine, Though my hand is bare, I still feel it's weight on my finger, Though the ring isn't there.
The wedding bells are ringing, Deep within my head, I could have waited longer, Just to have been wed.
My heart cannot stop beating hard, Until I marry him, And the light around us, Never seems to dim.
People cannot stand it, How I can be near, Something not a person knows, Without him I would shead a tear.
- Wrote by the famous Twilight Fanatic - Posted by TotallyTwilight
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Apr 9, 2008 0:49:51 GMT -5
Post by BloodyLittleMinx on Apr 9, 2008 0:49:51 GMT -5
What Did I Do?
I gave you my heart, On purpose too. Now what will you do with it now? I sit here and wait, For the call to change my life. Well, it did. You took my heart and froze it. Brought it to the Empire State Buliding, And decided I wasn't worth it. You dropped my heart to the ground, Shattering it beyond repair. Now I wonder 'Why?' What did I do, To deserve this torture. I sit with no heart, A gaping hole in my chest. I cannot cry, Scream, Laugh, or even sing with an effort. I am left an unfeeling wench. Just a heartless person, Left with only pain. What did I do to deserve this? And I know that I am to blame.
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Apr 9, 2008 16:20:49 GMT -5
Post by totallytwilight on Apr 9, 2008 16:20:49 GMT -5
thats really great!!! i hope you know my freind whouldve loved it2 death!
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Apr 9, 2008 22:51:10 GMT -5
Post by sam on Apr 9, 2008 22:51:10 GMT -5
Wow I read some super awesome poems. I love poetry. I write a lot of it too, but I'd b too embarassed to psot it..but you guys write super fabulous!
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Apr 10, 2008 20:25:23 GMT -5
Post by totallytwilight on Apr 10, 2008 20:25:23 GMT -5
once again . . . . im so sorry . . . my friend told me about this site . . . and said she was leavin . . . she asked me to look for the poem section to take over for her . . . and her name was twilight fanatic . . . if u want proof of this . . . just ask me any ? that u know u could answer truly . . . ill even post a poem she asked me to post for her . . . if u think it sounds like her . . . u r right . . . there is a big resemblence . . .
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Apr 11, 2008 0:15:25 GMT -5
Post by sam on Apr 11, 2008 0:15:25 GMT -5
Umm...nope its cool. I believe you! but then again I am gulible.... Haha just kidding..nice to meet you..and good poetry tell your friend that.
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Apr 11, 2008 0:52:26 GMT -5
Post by midori on Apr 11, 2008 0:52:26 GMT -5
Yeah it's all good! Tell her hi for me and that the Newspaper is really hurting right now. . . It's cool that she found someone to take the page over for her. Nice to meet you. . .
This next one is really short, but I'll probably add to it later if I think of more. . .
"What Am I to Do?" [/i]
What am I to do, When I am done with life. When I am done pretending, Everthing's alright.
What am I to do, When I no longer care? When I no longer want to be The girl that's always there
What am I to do, When my eyes are filled with tears? When I just give in, To all my thousand fears.
What am I to do, When the pain is just to much? With my every hope and dream, Shattering at the touch.
What am I to do, When all I do is cry? When it finally starts showing, That I really want to die.
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