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02-03-2007, 08:57 PM
I'm gonna post a bagillion of 'em! I've typed a lot of them up, so feast your eyes on the good, the bad, and the even worse...!
This one portrays some real feelings I actually had the day before I wrote this. I usually don’t write stuff about how I feel, but I wrote this at like two in the morning and in the dark…and I finished it at school the next day. “Unprepared” written October 13th, 2006 I’m sitting here wondering when it’s going to stop I’m staring at the floor with regret I’m thinking of the world I lost And memories I’ll slowly forget I can’t do this today Last night She broke down again It was the first time She had truly cried For the things She had back then Sitting in the water Trying to drown my tears Trying to find something to stop it Trying to confront my fears I hate this place that I am at I hate the things they do But most of all, I hate the fact That I can’t be with you Tell me what my crime was To deserve this pain Tell me why I had to lose The things that I had just gained I hate myself for all of this I hate myself for what I’ll do Most importantly, though, is that I hate myself for loving you Since I left you behind I’ve finally realized When I needed you the most You always stopped my cries So tell me why we had to break Tell me why you care Explain to me the reasons why I need you to be there You’re like family to me And family should know That the worst thing ever is to Tell them you have to go I blame myself, and no one else It was my choice to make But I did not realize how much One mistake could take And now I’m trapped inside this world Where nothing is ever right Where everyone judges everyone else I just wish I could see you tonight I try to forget the pain But from it I can’t run And it always lingers with me How much I miss everyone Things get broken sometimes Still we try to fix that which can’t be repaired Things get us scared sometimes Still we’re always caught unprepared Dreams get shattered You can’t pretend not to be scared Even though you’ve thought things through You’ll still always be caught unprepared I’m so broken now So afraid no one cared Just wanted a moment of happiness But I was unprepared Is it any good? I just realized about 90% of my poems are way too long…!  I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am.... 
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02-03-2007, 08:59 PM
Here’s the boy I was telling you about. Kevin…or Ben, I’m not sure. Maybe they're the same person. But I know Ben had a little blonde-haired sister named Samantha, or Anna for short…sometimes AlleyMalley. Anyway, this poem’s a bit…dark…I guess. I changed a few things around while typing it. Here goes:
“Never Again” written November 8th, 2006 Perfect on the outside Broken from within His shattered happiness Is the cause of the blood he now lays in Heart broken, unloved He’s lying on the floor Unnoticed, hated He’s finally found the cure “Never again,” he wept one last time “Never again,” he whispered in despair “Never again,” he assured himself “Never again,” he knows they won’t care He’s not lying on the floor Just so they pay attention He’s dying on the floor So his pain will never happen again The kiss of death is welcome Upon his perfect lips He see its silent bliss as Onto the floor his red blood drips Lying there, he know it’s done He knows he’s finally free From all his pain; his suffering From all that used to be The words they say to him The hate they always show His pain deepened--if only they knew! But they never wanted to know All that was nothing now As it faded into black Never again, not for him This time he’s not coming back… I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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02-03-2007, 09:00 PM
Here’s my attempt at writing a non-rhyming poem. I don’t really like writing non-rhyming poems, but…I tried!
“Empty” written April 30th, 2006 When one good thing happens Something bad comes along It’s either much worse, or equal Why does my reality have to come crashing down? Why can’t I just be happy for more than one day? It’s something that’s inside of me Growing stronger still Until nothing good and happy is left to feel ‘Tis like a living death Only with the sound of laughter Tears are nothing I have no words What is there left to say? Running into the dark side I think I’m loosing me And I’m becoming Empty… I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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More poems... -
02-03-2007, 09:01 PM
Okay, this one is a bit odd…it was meant to be sort of funny, but…I dunno, my sister says it’s the work of a psychopath’s stand up comedy…of course, I was like wtf? But, anyway…here it is, my psychopath comedy act:
“Straight To Hell” written May 2nd, 2006 I feel your movements as I become paralyzed I see it dawn on you when I hadn’t realized I listen to your heartbeat as mine slowly fades away I hear your voice when there’s nothing I can say I listen to you breathe as I take my last breath I see you live on as I slip into my death I see you smile when you’ve realized I died I feel my soul go straight to hell when you hadn’t cried I watch you live your life as I’m so unwell So then I make you do things So you’ll be with me in hell Well…you should’ve cried for me when I went straight to hell… I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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Another Poem -
02-03-2007, 09:03 PM
Here’s an unfinished poem that I JUST NOW finished (the last three lines). The part in the middle makes no sense…hell, I don’t even remember writing this poem! It hasn’t got a title, and so I’m open to suggestions!
UNTITLED written October 18th, 2006 Let’s take a walk So I can explain The reasons why I feel this pain I’m not quite sure About the definite But I know my worries Are infinite Right the ring Some voice will say Spin the clock Find the new way But what does that mean? Let’s look at her fears: Loss, normality, regret, Vulnerability, and tears Things I’ve already experienced Things that always stay Ice inside my heart That won’t ever melt away I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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And here's the last one for today -
02-03-2007, 09:05 PM
Here’s a poem that…well…it’s difficult to explain the feelings this poem represents…it’s a unique feeling; a trademark of Laina and Laina alone. It really has very little to do with love…but love is an easy thing to write about for me. I don’t know why. Honestly, I think love is over-rated, lol…probably because people are so quick to say they love me (except my mom, she hates me, lol and never says I love you unless it’s just to piss me off) but they never really know me when they say that, so I just wave it off and laugh at them when they want me to answer back and I say “Sorry, evil doesn’t love” lol…J
“Just To Hear You Say” written October 26th, 2006 The wind whispering Through your hair The once common smile That now is rare The words I wish you could hear The words I wish you could say The very things I need to feel The very reason you should stay Why must you test me With a wish, a hope, a dream Why must you torture me And make me bleed and scream I torture back--I know it hurts You come back--you always will You make me sad--you always did I make you smile--your breath is still The moon is glistening On your hair The world keeps turning But no one cares I own you and always have As you’ve owned me through your way Trying not to notice things I do Just to hear you say Blood and pain Love and tears Hope and passion Comfort and fears Why must we do this to ourselves The hate, the love, and the strain Why can’t we just be in love And calm each others’ pain Yet, the word love does not fit here It’s only a painful word that implies “We want to be together” It’s a word both sides always denies Holding me in your arms How can you understand? You’re breaking both our hearts Every time you touch my hand I see it in your eyes-your loving way But the pain-it always does stay Say I love you-what must I do Just to hear you say it, too…? I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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02-03-2007, 09:22 PM
wow, they are very good. I like them evry much, do you have any others?
i am the tears that fall, you are the blood on my skin, we are mingled forever again, here we stand, hand in hand, but ill let go when my time has come, time for u to fly alone
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02-04-2007, 09:23 PM
Those are amazing! you're a very good writer! You've read some of mine but you're are amzingly awesome comparded to mine.
 Life goes on. But I'm gone. Cause I'll die without you. </3
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02-04-2007, 10:38 PM
I just have a different style than you, it doesn't mean I'm better...!
Thanks everyone! I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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02-05-2007, 12:28 AM
I just wrote this one yesterday...enjoy!
"Melody" written 2/3/07 Can you hear the melody It's from the distant past A single tune so beautiful You hope that it will last A song that sings to you Deep inside your heart Sweet memories return to you Whenever this song starts Flowing like the wind Drifting like the sea Its simple notes and elegance Gracefully set your soul free Quietly it plays to you Captivating your very essence Deep sounds and soft tones Reveal feelings of quintessence The sincere tune wanders in Listen to the alluring melody It begins in simple notes And progresses into harmony Images of a white full moon Over a cascading waterfall Inside a luch green forest The source of the beckoning call A distant past remembered Portraying memories unfulfilled Such mysterious feelings return And your pain is slowly stilled Can you hear the melody Playing softly in the past One true harmony so blithe Listen closely--it won't last I'm pretty content with life right now....For the most part, anyway....Well, at least, I'm pretty sure I am....
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