Monday, January 31, 2005
scotts song thing
haha, i like this, its definatly not my writing style, but its still rele good, o btw scott wrote it, in case u didnt get that from the title
barrel in my mouth all i have to do now is pull back cause ill i see in my future is black feel like dieng feel like crying no sleep every time i just weap as death creeps and clouds my mind so fucking blind hey read the fucking sign gone to a better place left you in its wake to find your mistake givin up ur place steped out of line out of routine this is all such a stupid thing all i want is some peace cause black is all that i see and plee for some life left some hope some trust now forgotten and covered over inches of dust plus abuse misuse and falling back in line oppisite of divin just wish i could find but i guess im to blind to see infront of me so he it goes u and me together now 123 bang dead fall to the floor but im forgotten cause every one ignores
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fillin in the cracks
one by one
im fillin in the cracks
the hurt and the sorrow
the scars of the past
the days that i spent weaping
and the nights i spent aghast
one by one
im fillin in the cracks
the years shalt fade away
and memories recast
im gonna find a way
to get over you at last
one by one
im fillin in the cracks
the tears i shed for you
so innocent and unasked
the hole u left inside my heart
so empty and so vast
one by one
im fillin in the cracks
you may have thought you hurt me
but the pain i shall outlast
your never gonna make me die
from your tourture and labast
one by one
im fillin in the cracks
the tears that once drenched my life
are drying away fast
for day by day ill heal my heart
from the scars of all my past
one by one
im filling in the cracks
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when
when everythings seems to be lost,
and theres no hope in finding a way,
when life seems like it has no purpose,
and u cant go on another day,
when all dreams seem to be shattered
and you dont feel like goin on,
when no one notices you anymore
and everything seems to be wrong,
when the light seems to be faded
and theres nothing you can do,
when there seems to be no point in life,
no point in being you,
when your whole lifes a facade
and your smiles far past fake
when your far past pouring tears
and theres nothing u can take
when you think youve hit rock bottom
and you feel like giving in
you jus want to leave this place
all the horror and the sin
when you think theres no hope left
and all seems to look bleak
just do me one last favor
dont ever let them see you weap
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Sunday, January 30, 2005
alannas poem
by the o so genious ms alanna, damn this grls poems are amazing
2 little gurls best friends forever, they promised eachother through all the bad weather, that nothing could separate them no matter how hard, but as 7 turned to 14 they grew apart, and even sunny days they'd stay awayThe teenage years brought little hope as one girl fell, no one there there to help her cope, for only in her dreams did they stay together and only sumtymes in bad weatherAnd through the sunny days she saw the thing she'd missed through it all, she saw her freind was missing then and that she'd somehow never been there at allBut sadly wat she'd TULY seen was that the SUN brought DARKNESS more than anything. . .
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Elizabeth Dowd
strange lil poem that i found, by someone by the name of Elizabeth Dowd, its a little odd, but it also reminds me alot of emilys poems, so im gonna keep searchin for her poems, and try to post em, cuz i like the ideas they potray
didnt think id still be in this place
wanting you
holding on to this space
waiting for you
lingering in the memories
the days yet to return
when desire held strong
and our passion for one another still burned
but that desire turned to posion
and that posion into death
consuming me bit my bit
never to look back
it tears me apart
never to let go
it becomes me
as i sit here in tears
wondering
wishing
dreaming
and waiting to be
no longer taken over
by the love that binds me to you
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Tuesday, January 25, 2005
happy? whats that
wrote it a few weeks ago, i dont know if i like it or not, tell me wut u think
dont remember what its like
to be happy
i hardly know what its like
to smile
the succeding depression
hidden by a lie
thats all i seem to know anymore
barley remember the day
when everything was ok
when i didnt hae to pretend
didnt have to hide my tears
i wasnt afraid to be me
but now
nothing makes sense
i cant keep up
at night
i hide under my covers and cry
for fear of anyone seeing me
for what i truly am
i act like im ok
yet every day
things et a lil harder
and i loose sight
of what it once was like to be happy
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Tuesday, January 18, 2005
im nobody
dont know who wrote it, wasnt me tho, jus kinda thought it was kewl]
im nobody rele,
just a lil rat named rattus,
running the infamous rat race,
im the good old rational rat
running in my own lane,
i never do n e thing outta line
never disturb the cat,
never offend my own race,
perhaps your wonderin
rats were crewl
rats were bad,
rats chew furniture
and make house wives mad.
how could i b a good ol rat, .
well mama told me.
that im called rattus
and im just another rat
but if i b a goody goody one
, run my lil race,
never to step outta my lil lane
be good work hard
i would get to the center of the maze
find the cheese
and become somebody,
someody s
omeday,
well its been years seince ive seen my mama
but her voice still rings in my head,
ever seince weve been seperated
ive come to this weirdo scientists lab
so every day i jus run
and run
and run.
never to find the cheese,
but never mind,
ill keep running,
be good work hard,
ill get that cheese
someday
some day
when i get taht cheese
i bet all the other rats will go mad.
maybe that would b the day
the mad scientist would let me go back,
go back to you mama,
then i could curl up against u again,
like we never seperated b4 .
mama do you know how much youre lil rat,
ur lil rattus misses you ?
but its ok,
its alright.
ill run my lil rat race well
, be good work hard,
ill keep to my own lane,
never to step outta line,
and soon enough ill get to the center of the maze
get that big big cheese,
i hear its gigantic they say,
and ill return to you mama,
back to the fields of golden daffodils
marry a sweet lil female rat
and have lots of lil uns,
jus like u had me mama.
but first i need to keep running
run
and run
and run,
untill i get to the center,
become the winner
become taht somebody
you wanted me to become,
become that somebody mama
but well until then im a nobody rele,
jus a lil rat named rattus,
running the rat race………..
(poor rat)
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im nobody
dont know who wrote it, wasnt me tho, jus kinda thought it was kewl]
im nobody rele,
just a lil rat named rattus,
running the infamous rat race,
im the good old rational rat
running in my own lane,
i never do n e thing outta line
never disturb the cat,
never offend my own race,
perhaps your wonderin
rats were crewl
rats were bad,
rats chew furniture
and make house wives mad.
how could i b a good ol rat, .
well mama told me.
that im called rattus
and im just another rat
but if i b a goody goody one
, run my lil race,
never to step outta my lil lane
be good work hard
i would get to the center of the maze
find the cheese
and become somebody,
someody s
omeday,
well its been years seince ive seen my mama
but her voice still rings in my head,
ever seince weve been seperated
ive come to this weirdo scientists lab
so every day i jus run
and run
and run.
never to find the cheese,
but never mind,
ill keep running,
be good work hard,
ill get that cheese
someday
some day
when i get taht cheese
i bet all the other rats will go mad.
maybe that would b the day
the mad scientist would let me go back,
go back to you mama,
then i could curl up against u again,
like we never seperated b4 .
mama do you know how much youre lil rat,
ur lil rattus misses you ?
but its ok,
its alright.
ill run my lil rat race well
, be good work hard,
ill keep to my own lane,
never to step outta line,
and soon enough ill get to the center of the maze
get that big big cheese,
i hear its gigantic they say,
and ill return to you mama,
back to the fields of golden daffodils
marry a sweet lil female rat
and have lots of lil uns,
jus like u had me mama.
but first i need to keep running
run
and run
and run,
untill i get to the center,
become the winner
become taht somebody
you wanted me to become,
become that somebody mama
but well until then im a nobody rele,
jus a lil rat named rattus,
running the rat race………..
(poor rat)
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Monday, January 10, 2005
wanna be
one of my latest poems, writen for an unnamed heartbreaker, u kno who u r
i jus wanna be with you
jus wanna be your grl
jus wanna be held in your arms
wanna become your world
wanna feel your lips on mine
your breath upon my neck
wanna be the one you love
the one you wont forget
wanna make your dreams come true
wanna change you life for the betta
wanna make your heart skip a beat
wanna love you forever
all i wanna be is yours
tho i wish you felt the same
for all i seem to be to you
is jus another game
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a lil poem by who knows who
got it from alannas profile, but idk if she wrote it or not, if by chance she did then props to my grl, cuz it totally rocks,and if not she might have n e way, cuz shes an amazin writer, well n e wayz.......
life takes your dreams and turns them upside down
friends talkabout you when your not around
people make promises they jus cant keep
and ive come to realize talk is cheep
too often we dont realize what we have untill its gone
too often we wait to late to say "im sorry i was wrng"
sometimes it seems we hurt the ones
we hold closest to our hearts
and we allow foolish things to tear our lives apart
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Saturday, January 01, 2005
Running
yes, my first poem in like a month, no more writers block, whoo hoo
i want to run away
from the pain and the sorrow
the hurt and the tears
the love and the loss
the memories of days long past
and fear of days to come
the hope that things will get better
and the knowledge that theyre only gonna get worse
the need to be the best
to be anything but me
the longingness to be perfect
to be accepted by all
the temptation to do wrong
the expectations to do right
the constant judgements
and frequent dissatifications
all the lies
and the truths you only wish were lies
and all the things that go wrong
it is from that i wish to run
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how is it?
how is it
that you seem to do this every time
seem to make me fall in love
then break me
over and over again
how is it
that no matter how bad u hurt me
i stay
hoping that you never meant to drop me
it was simply an accident
a slip of the grasp
how is it
that i can say i hate you one minute
and love you the next
despise you one day
and long for you the day after
how is it
that i let you mess with me
the way that you do
complicating my emotions
and destroying my mind
how is it
that no matter what you do
something in me forgives you
belives that you dont want to hurt me
belives you still love me
how is it
that some how
you gain my trust
no matter what happens
and i still love you
no matter what
how is it
that i cant get over you
no matter how i try
something in me still loves you
always will
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