Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Because
It's hard for me trying to remember
who I used to be.
Been so abused in such a short time.
Trying to let go of putting blame on me.
But deep within I sense this love that wishes
to bloom.
Locking my desires in as to not deal with all the
emotions that come with being in love.
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Wednesday, April 11, 2007

one of the sadest poems ever !
My Name Is Sarah
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
My daddy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the day long.
When I awake I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard a car
My daddy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear him curse
My name he calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From his evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
He finds me weeping
He shouts ugly words,
He says its my fault
That he suffers at work.
He slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
He's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
He takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my daddy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!", I scream
But its now much too late
His face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And he finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor

My name is Sarah
And I am but three,
Tonight my daddy
Murdered me.

by:______?
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Sunday, April 8, 2007

The question why
i sit here on the sand
my toes and fingers
wiggling through time
the sand feels
rusty and thin
so smooth yet ruff
my fears i write
my dreams i whisper
as i sat here
a little bird came to me
full of energy and life
so free it sang
the sirens lullaby
not a care in the world
so cheerful, he said to me
time shall pass
your fears no more
set your spirit free
let your heart love
do not be afraid
you will grow strong
you see
we search our whole lives
for that special kind of guy
the one that sets your heart alight
with burning loves desire
let the wind fly through your hair
and count the endless stars so bright
let the seagull stare with wonder
as we stare back and ponder
and ask the question why...
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Sunday, April 1, 2007

YOU LEFT MY HEART WITH A HOLE
AT FIRST IT SEEMED
WE WERE MEANT TO BE TOGETHER.
BUT NOW IT SEEMS
IT'S NOT MEANT TO BE FOREVER.

IT'S THE LITTLE THINGS I NOTICE MOST
LIKE FORGETTING TO SAY "I LOVE YOU" ON THE PHONE
OR GOING TO THE MOVIES WITH YOUR FRIENDS
AND LEAVING ME ALL ALONE.

AND WHAT'S THIS PHONING MY HOUSE,
AND CALLING ME BY ANOTHER NAME?
WHEN YOU SAY YOU'RE SORRY
IT'S JUST NOT THE SAME.

I THOUGHT I TRUSTED YOU,
BUT NOW I'M NOT SO SURE.
JUST, PLEASE, TELL ME
IF YOU WANT TO BE WITH HER.

IT WOULD BREAK MY HEART.
YES, IT WOULD HURT ME SO.
BUT AT LEAST YOU'D BE HAPPY
AND I WOULD KNOW.

I GUESS
IT ALL WAS A DREAM.
NOTHING IS EVER
JUST LIKE IT SEEMS.

YOU KEPT LEADING ME ON.
WHAT GOOD DID IT DO?
DID IT MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER TO KNOW
INSTEAD OF ONE, YOU HAD TWO?

PLEASE, TELL ME WHAT I DID
TO DESERVE THIS.
WHERE DID I GO WRONG?
WHAT DID I MISS?

HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?
HOW COULD ANYONE HAVE BEEN SO COLD?
DON'T YOU REALIZE
YOU JUST LEFT MY HEART WITH A HOLE
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Thursday, March 22, 2007

The Candle
There is a candle in my heart,
It burns for you,
I know in my mind,
It will never be blown out completely,
It may be stored in the back of my memmory,
But when your face I see,
The candle relights,
And replenishes my love for you.
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Wednesday, March 21, 2007

If There's...
If there's one face I want to see,
so beautiful, so true,
one smile that makes a difference,
to everything I do.

If there's one touch I long to feel,
one voice I long to hear,
whenever I am happy,
or just needing someone near.

If there's one joy, one love,
from which I never want to part,
it's you, my very special love,
my world, my life, my heart.
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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

WITHOUT YOU
HERE I SIT WITH NOTHING TO SAY,
THE MEMORIES OF YOU FLOW THROUGH ME NIGHT AND DAY.
THE THOUGHT OF YOU RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND,
WHY CAN'T I LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND?
SOME SAY I AM A FOOL TO LOVE SOMEONE I NEVER KNEW,
BUT SOMETHING INSIDE SAYS HOLD ON TIGHT,
'CAUSE THE FEELINGS ARE SO RIGHT.
HOW DO YOU LET GO OF SOMEONE WHO MEANT SO MUCH,
WHEN ALL YOU CAN DO IS THINK ABOUT THEM AND SAY TO YOURSELF HUSH.
YOU TALK TO YOURSELF AND FIGURE IT OUT,
HE WAS THERE FOR YOU AND NEVER HAD YOU IN DOUBT.
YOU TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM AND HE RESPONDS,
BUT SOMETHING INSIDE SAYS YOU'LL NEVER BE APART.
I REACH DEEP DOWN AND LOOK TO SEE IF YOU ARE THERE AND STILL WITH ME.
BECAUSE SOMETHING INSIDE SAYS I AM ONLY DREAMING.
I FEEL LIKE MY WORLD HAS FELL INTO,
'CAUSE MY WORLD ISN'T THE SAME WITHOUT YOU.

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FEELINGS
I can feel our souls tied together,
like the moon and the stars.
Our love is so strong.
The whole world can be ours.
Never have I ever had a feeling like this.
I dream at night
about your sweet and tender kiss.
Every morning I wake up with you on my mind,
and you are still there
when the stars come out at nine.
You are my life, you are my all.
Sometimes I wonder,
do you hear my heart when it calls?
We want to build a life together
and I promise I'll be there for whatever.


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Monday, March 19, 2007

"Love is life. Life is wife. Wife is a knife. Knife is end of life..."
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Young love
You see him, and he sees you,
For a second.
You turn away as does he.
Could it be? Did he notice you, too?
Yes!
He asks you out, and you say yes.
This is how it goes... for a while.
Now it's "Boyfriend and Girlfriend."
All from that one look, so short, could this happen?
There are kisses and hugs and Valentines,
Until one day, another girl looks his way.
He says he doesn't want to hurt you,
But his words mean nothing BUT hurt.
So you go, you cry, you dream of revenge.
But it will pass. It always does.
And till the day you find someone new, you find yourself.
Because you are strong; you can go it alone.


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