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I feel nothing.The numbness is almost comforting
The feeling of absolutely nothing
No sadness, no anger
Just dead silence
I couldn't care less for his reply
I couldn't care less if he's gone for good
No nervousness, no fear
Just emptiness
My life just goes on, the days drag by
My cuts don't get worse, nor do they improve
No worries, not anxious
I feel nothing.

CharcoalI light up all the words you say.
I turn them into birds of prey.
No backing down.
It's the judgement day.
Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?

The silence is now louder,
And we are samer than the others.
Though the fire now burns quieter,
We're nothing but fighting brothers.

So I light up all the words you say.
I turn them into birds of prey.
No backing down.
It's the judgement day.
Happy birthday! Aren't we a fact!?

Aren't we lovers? Aren't we a fact?
Let's find a new fate.

Somewhere

people

don't

know

our

The Pixelated Mani am just a single pixel,
a tiny dot on the digital canvas of my life,
a speck of grey in a sea of color,
a whirlpool of life and frivolity,
yet the sea is far away,
i am but a single pixel on a blank canvas,
a single pixel can never see a bigger picture,
yet somehow i am okay this way,
a single solitary pixel,
and yet all the same i cling to hope,
i hope that one day i will be joined by other pixels,
so that we may form a beautiful picture,
a special little masterpiece

lostI see them slip one by one, all my dreams

Try so hard to catch them, but they dance away it seems.

I don’t want my friends to be my only source of hope

I don’t want to hurt myself anymore just to cope.

This life hasn’t turned out the way I wanted it to be

I’m scared of a future I’m not sure I want to see.

Everyday I feel more confused, feel even more lost

I want to die but I’m not sure if its worth the cost~

Have you seen that girlHave you seen that girl
With the yellow clothing
Running around, making too much noise?

I’m afraid I haven’t
I’ve seen the girl in blue though
She was calm, yet seemed troubled

What’re you talking about
I’ve only seen the girl in black
Packed with danger, yet kept to herself

Ah, were you guys just talking about me?

They all turned
To find the girl
The color they each want to see
For she is nothing
But
A mirror
That shows what you want to see
But never
Revealing the hidden part inside

Dear momThirteen years are far too long.
I think of your favorite song
and I sit here this day,
thinking what would be the best to say.

I miss you, more then most know.
I remember the way your eyes used to glow.
Waking up each morning, to the smell of coffee and smoke,
there you sat, in your morning cloak.

One day I will paint, I'll paint you in blue.
For you are my sky, that will always be true.
I think of the days filled with happiness and smiles,
the way you made us feel, could be seen for miles.

The little things I wish I remembered,
the way you laughed, what you would have worn in December.
How it felt to fall a sleep next to you,
but one day

wading in deeperI've never told you
about this fear
and it is proof of cowardice
how I dare speak of it
when you're not here
I've never put it into words
before, but maybe you've seen it
in the way I look at you
or silently plead for your hand
to hold
it says
please
don't leave me
alone
because you are
the most precious soul
and without you here
I forget how to breathe
and drown

Consider It a DiseaseIs like a bomb that's about to hit
A errie thought that takes over
When life get hard
We give up
Therefore it seems like death is the only answer
You wish your friends and family can stop you
But only you can stop yourself
Don't let negatively become a disease
You're stronger then that
Life will get better down the road
Is the truth but only so few can believe in so

Be happy, my baby girl.I don’t know when you’ll be reading this, my sweetheart
But what daddy is about to tell you will help you understand him a little

Your father is a complex, but loving and caring man
He always tried to help his friends and loved ones whenever he could, even if it was at the cost of himself
But that isn’t the best thing one can do
It got him hurt a lot by people he would have never thought to be hurt by
Luckily daddy has gone through it all, just so he could teach you to be different
Listen to me baby girl, it took daddy not long to figure out what life is
What life is ment to be, and what its true purpose is

He was depresse

Stone Heartkneeling on rough ground,
the tears fall from my face,
collecting in a chalice beneath your feet,
feel the melodic rhythm of my heart in every drop,
and sate your thirsty lips upon the cool water,
drink your fill from the wellspring of my love,
but do not be surprised once the well runs dry,
and my heart becomes like stone,
and beats no more

Still searching for youthe skyline has been torn open again
as it released the cold cold rain
water rises into a river so deep
drowning me just leave me to sleep

i slowly start to open my eyelids
and look to where the light once hid
the darkness now surrounds the sky
as these rivers now run dry

I take a walk on the streets without names
as my blood freezes within my veins
my lips start to slowly turn blue
im at the end but im still searching for you

so i walk through the valley of death
as i savoir my very last breath
my lungs feel so full but there so empty
ill die to see the beauty i used to see

LiveI'm Rio that needs a hero.

Take this knife out of my chest or leave me bleeding with out a bulletproof vest.

Am I a angel or a demon? something in me is emotional and hidden.

Somethings are unwritten and out spoken. A fire is in me.

Water calms the flames of rage. To much water kills the flame that is in a cage.

The bird still sings in it's tortured state of mind. Trying to find peace inside.

Peace is is wish for being so blind. Because peace is at his bedside.

Between the darkened heart and pent up rage. The sun is rising off the waves.

A new day rises another one sets. I'm letting go of this soulless regret.

This is for my own good

Self MonstersI have awful thoughts
in my head,
its even scaring the monsters
under my bed.
Stealing the light
away from the
moon,
eclipsing ever
so soon.
I'd stab you in the
back if
I didn't only
have a spoon.
I'll dig my
own hole,
deeper and deeper,
just until I
feel a bit
cleaner.
I'm buzzing like
am addict,
experienced like one
too.
But here I am,
barely able
to tie my own
shoe.
My eyes have been
heavy for
days,
even weeks.
But here everyone
is, watching
my head leak.
I'll break up
night and day,
and leave you
all alone.
I'm never
fucking
coming
back
home.

Ifregret can be such a powerful emotion,
such a bitter and painful feeling,
and if can often carry the greatest sting of all,
that aching pain deep in your chest humming quietly,
almost silent beneath the percussive movements of the heart,
a subtle droning noise that grows gradually louder,
"if i had done it differently" a more torturous phrase,
i fear such a thing has never been uttered,
looking back i see the numerous forks in the road,
that solitary what if looming over me,
casting shadows along the still waters,
if i had done things differently,
would things really be any different then they are now,
and if by changing one simple action,
if

The BondFull of sorrow, full of hate.
Rejection, disappointment. Is this fate?
At those hard times
Love, warmth, support and understanding seem to be
The one and only remedy.

Two separate lives,
Two separate souls.
Both so alike,
And yet so different, like the Poles.
Their worlds collide
And they unite.

To everyone's surprise,
Their bond was stronger unlike any other.
It grew, expanded, prospered,
Their lives now just as bright as summer's sunrise.

They're not like Romeo and Juliet,
Oh no.
To fall in love the moment that they met,
To say that, straight away, they are 'The One'
Wasn't the way they like to get things done.

Patience, dedication a

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Mnemophobia

by ~goneloopy, Jul 10, 2011, 6:36:26 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Urban & Spoken Word

You can't understand what's happened

Why I run

Why I'm afraid

You can't imagine what's happened

Why the taste of your kiss makes me cringe

Why I silently calculate how to escape

And how to Survive

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The Fear of Memories

~whisperedmemories Jul 13, 2011

I like this. Its simple, but carries a lot of weight. Lovely write!

~Unmeo Jul 12, 2011

Enjoyed it. Congrats

~Red-banner Jul 10, 2011

I really enjoyed the repetition here, but I didn't like the rhythm much. In order to emphasise the repetition, I think you should change the fourth line to "You can't imagine what's happened", and perhaps work with the syllable count in the following lines?

~goneloopy Jul 10, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

I agree with you 100%! I changed it!

Thank you so much for the advice I appreciate it greatly!

~Red-banner Jul 10, 2011

You're very welcome! I'm glad I could help.

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