For Those of us Who Dwell in Poetic Darkness

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Comment by Xx.DropDeadLissa.xX on July 23, 2009 at 5:05am

Reality
Have you ever thought nothing could last?
Do you wonder if what you’re doing is the right thing to do?
Have you ever thought life was passing you by?
I have so far everything has been proven right.
Nothing can last forever, no matter how hard I try to make it last.
Sometimes what I do is not always the right thing it just always makes things worse.
Every day I think my life is passing me by day and night, but there is nothing I can do.
I wish I could turn back the hands of time and fix all the wrong I have done.
But where would that leave me now?
Would I be happy and never know any pain or sorrow?
Would I have a boring life?
Would I be weak and depend on people instead of being strong and independent?
Will I run from my problems instead of facing them?
Even though I want to go back in time and fix what I have done wrong.
I’m afraid of where I would be today.
Would I still be friends with the people who turned their back on me?
Would I still be with people who hurt me or broke my trust?
If I truly think about I don’t think I want to change a thing.

Comment by crimson tears on July 7, 2009 at 3:43pm

Thanks!

Comment by Briza4666 on July 6, 2009 at 2:43pm

i like ur poem! i think when u have somthing to express in a mood its always a great idea to use poetry. ^_^

Comment by crimson tears on June 30, 2009 at 6:13pm

I don't know what to call it

For those who are too pissed off to think or say how they feel.

As I shed these tears, I remember who i shed them for.
All I could do was watch as they tore.
I'm not happy, I'm not sad.
I realize that I'm not mad.
I'M PISSED OFF!!!

I hate you for the pain.
I hate that you chose me to drain.
I can't believe you think this is a game.
Torturing people until their insane.
I hate you!
I hate you!
Why can't you die.
I don't even know why I cry.
Why cry for the pain you've caused me.
I'll find you and make you see.
You can't use and bullshit people like your toys.
All you do is kill and destroy.
You love me.
You're sorry.
Well tough shit!
Now I hope you can see it.
The hearts you stabbed at with you hate.
Will now and forever decide your fate.

Comment by Briza4666 on June 6, 2009 at 2:34am

wat is wrong with ppl now days its like no one in any freaking group talks or wat ever n e more ... it pisses me off..*GRR*

Comment by Briza4666 on May 11, 2009 at 10:43pm

How can somthing so fragile mean so much in value?
The fortune, beauty, and its major part in life.
Its the biggest point in in your eyes and it seems to take up little space in the mind.
Ower minds vinture trying to find answers even if it lies right in perfict vision.
Everyone wants it or claims it doesn't exist.
most people search for it without knowing!
many take quizes to try and help nero down choices.
for some it becomes obviuse and take the chance of it being the person besides you!
The most over powerd thing is love

Comment by arrabella amore` on April 7, 2009 at 9:30am

here's 2 poemz i found on anotha membas blog wich i dug...

My Ocean
Here I am stuck in these four walls,
Thinking with a broken heart.
Wondering with mixed emotions.
Suffering with confusion and unanswered questions.
Hoping for help.
Wishing for someone to come and save me from this clouded up room.
Help me out of my miseries.
Help me get out of my own pain.
Here I am screaming and crying inside for help!
Screaming for someone to come and help me.
Help clear these clouded up room and take me out of this Ocean of thoughts, wonders, emotions and loneliness.
I am h… Continue Posted on April 3, 2009 at 7:53pm —
My Darkness – 1. 2. 3
My Place is dark, and their‘s no sun.
My sides are wide but out of site.
I am stuck and don’t know where to run.
I want to die and be out site.
I don’t know why I’m in this life.
Don’t know where to start; I am lost in my mind.


Sadness comes and goes.
Happiness never stays.
Love is never true,
and suffering is all the pain.
Blood makes you alright.
Fright gives you a smile.
Sickness is not too much.
Death is comforting.
Life is frightting.
Sleeping takes away hours of your life.

Comment by Briza4666 on April 1, 2009 at 10:19pm

Bianca im always here and yes we talk about this multiple times i love u and will always watch u as our lives pass by. ur a great writter and poet miny in which most can not accomplish every thing u say or do always comes from ur heart and ppl that do so get Wonderful futers. i know its not right now but it will never look down adn keep ur chin up as we've plain 4 years we shall rule our world. ... and u know what i mean. :)

Comment by Briza4666 on March 4, 2009 at 9:21pm

lol hey it does look like ur talkn to ur self. lol im never gonna lte this drop. u no that right. lol =]

Comment by Sophie Cromwell/Mistress of the Storm Riders on February 23, 2009 at 6:13am

by the way thank you for the comment on my poem. all of my 921 poems that i have written are based on my own life experiences. i've lived a lifetime in my 39 years.

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