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poetry

Wednesday, 11 January 2006

poetry....
Topic: poetry
everyday i stare into youre eyes
its getting hard to look past the lies.
I see you so out of control
to forget you is my only goal
you look so fallen apart
you say you've got a broken heart
you are so close to breaking down
you're in the water, you start to drown
no one's there to save you
you're all alone, i avoid you
i avoid looking past your face
i think you are the biggest disgrace
i see you so full of feaar
But i realize that im staring in the mirror


You stare into the future
and you cant see a thing
these people all around you
think they know everythin
all the talk about it
scares you half to death
youre heart keeps beating
faster you seem to lost your breath
you dont know what to expect,
you probably never will
you know theres too much emptiness,
that you need to fill
all you see is fear
as you stare into your eyes
you can hear your heart beating
do you still believe the lies?
It makes you want to run
from the talk so full of fear
you dont want to do anything
dont even want to hear
you feel so alone
yet you keep going on
youll wait until the day
all the fear is gone

Well.... this is the begining of soon to come poetry that ive wirtten in the past 3 months or so. Mostly now i just wanted to take a break from all the crap that i still gotta do for school. itsucks!!!!
yeah but anyways i still gotta write a few w\essays and work on the process paper for the history day thing though so i will maybe update if i need another break today is my Birthday!!!!!! yeah!! the only sucky thing is that MR ritter had to go and tell the whole school in an email. yeah. everywhere i went i heard happy birthday rose. happy birthday i DID NOT like it.... but im glad its all over. now. im sitting herenow procrastinating. i know this stuff needs to be all done by friday at least. i know its gonna be a long night....ok then
-rose

Posted by poetry/esordrawoh at 12:08 AM EST
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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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Wednesday, 21 September 2005

poetry1
Mood:  don't ask
Topic: poetry
coming out of the sea
new.
fresh.
reborn.
its confusing
poeple everywhere
judging you
you turn back
back to the sea
in fear
you go back
and begin to realize the shocking reality
it didnt cleanse you
you stare into the murky water
you see the cold hard eyes
and you start to wonder
what have i become?
you see the hatred
The fear.
The loneliness.
most of all you see your soul
its damaged.
it will never be the same
so what do you do?
live your life
or
give up?
the choice is up to you
be it good or not



life is a journey
like a path
theres good places
and some bad
but where do you go
you come to a landing
youll have to make a choice
or get nowhere
you know what choice is better
but the other one
theres not a word to describe it.
you can feel it pulling you in
what do you do?
but its too late
your running down the path
searching?
it keeps getting darker
and darker
you cant turn around
its too late

Posted by poetry/esordrawoh at 9:13 PM EDT
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