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poetry

Sunday, 25 September 2005


Mood:  quizzical
Topic: poetry
Running away from what you feel,
There's nothing that can make your feelings reveal,
You're tired of faking, tired of this life.
All of your pain is expressed with a knife.
One last hope, one last time,
i your heart you confide
Looks like another teenage suicide.


I'm living in a broken home,
I know I will always be alone,
If I died, would you care?
Don't you understand you were never there?
Tonight I'm alone; I sit on my bed,
I hide my emotions deep in my head.
Would you care I would go away,
into a world without you everyday?
So tonight I leave you, I'm gone,
I'll be gone before the break of dawn.


There is so much pain, I cannot hide,
I just can't crouch behind my pride
Tears will come no matter what I do,
But I try to hide them, keep them out of view,
If they knew my weakness, I'd feel so bare,
I don't want them to know what's truly there,
I've always hid the way I feel,
But in the end I'll wish this wasn't real.


You hide your feelings, why are they even there?
They ruin you life, so why do you care?
You hide your emotions; you're scared of them too.
You hide them so well you don't know what to do,
Hidden beneath your smile,
You're crying all the while,
You're scared of them,
You don't like them,
You hate them,
You're sick of your life, you hate it,
You cry you heart out, you made it
You hate everything in your head,
You have this strange hunger, which needs to be fed,
You want to give up, so you do,
There's too many things between happiness and you.


Hated by the outside world,
There's nothing you can do,
Creating masks to fool,
the people around you.
Afraid of what the might think, you lie,
You'll lie and lie,
Until the day you die.


Hopeless and alone, I cry in fright,
I seem to hate each day and night,
Living each day, tired and afraid,
I don't know what to do, my life is made.
I sleep so calmly in my bed,
Horrible thoughts will fill my head.
I mile on the outside, but I'm lost inside
My true feelings will always hide.


I don't know which way to go,
My life is spinning out of control,
My heart is lost and cold,
I never do what I am told.
I hate my life, my feelings too,
I never know what to do.
Im dying to escape all of this.
I'll aim for escape, but I'll surely miss.
So I give up. I'll try another day,
I really don't care what they say.


Life is a game,
With all your pain,
You hate the lies,
As your father dies,
Who killed him and why?
He didn't deserve to die.
You didn't even know your dad,
So why are you even mad?
He hurt your mom, don't you care?
All I know is that life isn't fair
Filled up with sorrow, you don't know what to do
All that you hate is here too
All that is gone is your heart.
Your room becomes a mess, as you tear it apart
Giving up on life,
You just can't deal with all the strife
Give up and forget it anyway
You say this as you hide away.

Posted by poetry/esordrawoh at 9:34 PM EDT
Updated: Monday, 26 September 2005 3:16 PM EDT
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