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I Don't Know PainI don't know pain-
What has ever hurt me?
What have I had to deal with
That has ripped me apart-
-Truly ripped me apart-
Other than my hyperbolic tendencies
Or bleeding heart.

I don't know hurt-
What has ever hurt me?
Nothing has scratched out my mind,
Nothing physical anyway,
No pain that ever held me prey
That wasn't torn more in someone else,
That broke them where they lay.

And if I don't know hurt or pain,
Where is my right to feel it?
And where is my right to complain,
With vain attempts to reveal it?

It makes no sense, I realise that,
My retrospective eyes are only duo.
So why, then, do I feel so useless,
So fultile

~I'm falling.

Down...
Down...
And farther down,

Into this hole,
That is known as
My mind.

It's dark,
No light can be found.
And I have to wonder,
Will I ever get out?

Will I ever smile?
Laugh?
Live?

...

Or will I continue going through the motions of life,
Never really taking anything in,
For fear that even more darkness will creep in,
And bring me down further?

Will I continue to live life halfway,
Never remembering all the things I should,
Never taking all the chances offered?

...

Will I ever be sane again?

The Fog of War The Fog of War

Look behind the viel and not be disgusted by the sight,
Love me for me and accept my stained plight,
I just want them to accept me for who I am,
This is the plea of the dying man.

Smoke and mirrors; cloak and dagger,
I stumble around blinded, an inglorious stagger,
The red mist descends in a cloudy haze,
Here in the dark I will spend my last days.

Right before the end when my life flashes away,
I regret everything I thought but never did say,
Curled up alone on the cold dead ground,
Here lies my body just waiting to be found.

Love?Is
Love
a concept? Or
something you feel
toward some one?
D

6. Break Away

The necklace is taken off
never to be worn again.
The walls are back in place
never to allow anyone in again.

You said you would never lie
but in the end you did.
You said that would would never hurt me
That was your lie.

So, I break this link
I don't want it anymore.
It is just a reminder of what is gone.

You showed me that once again people can not be trusted.
All I am good for is helping others
and even at that I am failing.
Because when you can't help yourself,
how can you help others?

You said that you would help
But where are you now?
I haven't heard from you in over six months.
Not since she saw you
and these emotio

RegretsFeel them?
Weigh you down
Since rash decisions make you spin around
You stop and stare
Wonder wonder
Is there something there?
Brush your fingers across my hand
Not a mistake because I can feel you there
Squeeze my fingers
Smile at me
Hand goes numb
You miss me?
Finally after three long months you feel my pain
Only memories remain
Your eyes scream your pain
"I never stopped loving you
I couldn't if I tried
You are my first, my one and only
Please, one more chance
Please."

How Much?I thought I'd finally caught a break
Maybe after all this pain I've found solitude
But the whole time you were looking at me, you pictured her
Everytime you found your way back to me it meant nothing
That look when you see me, was only because I reminded you of her
But how can you deny that?
The glint in your eyes and the way you let me touch you
This connection I feel to you even now
Do I mean something to you? Or was I just naive?
I still love you.
So much.
But I hate myself.
Because I love you.
So much...

PetalsFalling from the sky with a stabbed heart
and surrounded by red petals from another world,
eyes slowly closing as memories flash through
the dying mind that loves nothing more.

Dead and bloody corpse now rests upon
a frozen mountain up above near the heavens,
the night brought the shine of stars
to bmake the sorrowful funeral brighter.

The snow and ice mirror the starry sky
in the hopes of perfect silence to begin,
winds of frost howl across the pass
and snowflakes calmly cry upon the cold, cold ground.

Petals arrive late as always and land
by the frozen grave of the unnamed,
the moon at last shows its own gaze
and sets it on t

Hitting A LowLife's getting hard
And I'm hitting a low
My mind's torn apart
And I'm feeling alone

Getting so beaten up
And falling through cracks
Through bittersweet blood
Try to find my way back

But I'm scared that I'm lost
And I'll die here alone
Under crimson red frost
So far and falling from home

Different AtmosphereI sat there, with an emotionless expression on my face
a blank stare, sitting in this place
a loud noise, broke the silence
and punk songs filled the air
another setting, different atmosphere

I'm out of control, and in my eyes
a certain type of hate, one I despise
a certain look, a different color in your eyes

a lovely chance, a moist change
I can't see, Is it all my age?
Why I hate it? its what I fear
Why do I hate it, a different atmosphere

Bed of GlassI thought I was getting better
Maybe they were right
And it is possible to get over you
Then why am I so angry?
With the skin on my knuckles all scraped up and bruised
Because the more pain I'm in
The easier it is to forget you
All I want is to break it
All of the glass
Make my death bed on the floor of broken pieces
Then just lay down in your arms and sleep
And dream of you
You holding me close and kissing my neck
But all you are
Is shards of broken and bloodied glass

There Are Two Sides to Every StoryIs this an act?
Do you want me back?

Something else?
Like what?

That empty smile mercilessly knifed across your face
The reflection of my own broken soul in your eyes
Is that supossed to mean you over me?
Your stares in my direction
And the first time I've seen true light in your eyes

So today
Your little act
And secret stares
Feather light smile weighed down by guilt

Convincing as they might be
Sweetie, don't even try to say your over me

What Have You DoneWhat did you do to me?
Did you really have that much power over me?
Now I can't even feel the sun on my face
Without feeling like its not light but death clawing across my skin?

That I can't look at so much as a picture
Of grass and summer
With out feeling sick

Did you really have to destory me?
And rip something as beautiful as you away from me?

What the hell is wrong with you
I love you but I just don't care
Because now my main concern is this-

What the fuck did you do to me?!

Fix MeI say I have this dream
To be as happy as can be
With someone who loves me
And will set my heart free;

You say that person is you
And your smile is so true
But you don't know me all the way through
And you're probably never going to

Because who could love someone like me
After I pouring out my soul, expecting to fly
When inside of my
Being is a monster asking why?

Why am I this way
And with each passing day
It worsens until I say
Life, end me as you may.

For who would want to live a life
Where food is the enemy
And everything leads to anxiety
And my screams are heard only by me?

If you searched my heart
You'd see i

SorryI'm sorry I'm not worth it
I'm sorry you don't give a damn
I'm sorry I'm not worth loving
And that everything is my fault
I'm sorry I keep getting messed up in all this shit
But now God's just toying with me
Seeing how much pressure I can take till
I'm glass
And I break to pieces
Turn to dust in your hands

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Not That Day

by *BethyLuv215, Aug 20, 2012, 11:58:39 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

No one wants to remember their worst nightmare.
No one wants to relive the pain.
No one wants to go back to a time without joy.
No one may want to, but the memories remain.

There was a time when I trusted people.
There was a time when I let others inside.
There was a time when every bruise was accidental.
There was a time, but that time is long past.

Maybe some day I'll have the will to live.
Maybe some day I'll learn to love again.
Maybe some day my scars will heal.
Maybe some day, but today is not that day.

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