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WriterWords are limited.
Imagination bursts.
My brain lifts up,
Goes out in my head.
With my paper and pen,
I write.

How beautiful will it come out?
My eyes are shutting,
But stories keep on going.
I can't miss the moment or else,
Regrets will eat me whole.
No doubt comes along

I follow this
Heart filled passion
With creativity coated mind,
The two become one.
A perfect combination
creates a masterpiece.

Responsibilities abandoned,
And no space for priorities.
Head can't be controlled.
I just write and write.
The next thing I knew,
I'm already insane.

Sorry, It's My FaultI don't want to see you suffering,
For the things that I have done.

I don't want to see my consequences
To you, whose heart is innocent.

I close my eyes,
When tears are about to fall.

I just hide my weeping face,
From your eyes filled with pain.

I want to run away,
But I can't leave you alone like that.

You won't even blame me,
Despite the fact that it's my fault.

You carried all my sufferings.
My judgement became yours.

Even though, I hated myself for this,
You still love me and carry on.

Now I learned the lesson,
Although it seems too late.

If I could just prevent what's happening
and just bring back the time.

Why is

Even IfThose smiles
That the reason is her,
I can see them,
Even if I close my eyes.

The stories
All about her,
I can hear them,
Even if I block my ears.

Your heart
Beating for her,
I can feel it,
Even if I pretend I didn't care.

Those tears
That came from her,
I will wipe them,
If you'll just lean on my shoulder.

ByeTears are falling
As we say farewell
Your face so reddish
And eyes of loneliness
I saw them
I don't want to go
But I have to
Missing you, after this
Wait for me till Sunday
I will visit you

Nobody Told MeNobody told me,
How to act.
I wish I knew how much was too much,
or when too little was not enough.
If somebody told me,
that the small things meant the most,
and the big things were forgettable;
Where would I be today?

Nobody told me,
Who to love.
What came of the people I knew
and who were the people I would have known?
If somebody told me,
that I HAD the perfect person,
or that I am with the wrong one;
Would I be able to live with myself?

Nobody told me,
How to feel.
Is what I am feeling right or wrong,
and which should I act upon?
If somebody told me,
that I was being overly obsessive,
or that I should have let go:

MistakeIf only I had known that

This is what we'd become.

If I could go back,

Change what I've done.

You should know that I would.

Just look at what I've done now.

Everything is so broken.

If only I just know how,

Take back what I've spoken,

I would if I could.

But now it's too late,

The damage is done.

I took all the hate.

I want to go back to one.

Do I have to go away

Just because of one mistake?

Why couldn't it stay?

Was so much at stake?

I'm tired of pretending

There's no use of it now.

Is this really the ending?

Guess I regret it somehow.

Don't we all stumble?

Don't we all feel small?

Don't we all have trouble feeling hu

ActorsActors
Shimmering light,
Heart-thumping fright,
Audience watches the dazzling sight.

Colors blaze,
Stage hidden in misty haze,
Actors look about with dramatic gaze.

This feel,
This incredible zeal,
This love of something so very real.

Intent attention,
Still and gasping with the tension,
I play my part and await their reaction.

That pause,
Before the applause,
The momentary shock of delight is the cause.

Because, you see, acting is an art:
Art, not science – it takes talent.
So when people see that side of you
And like what they see – and really do –
That feeling of fulfillment in your heart,
Knowing that y

That One LetterDear lover...,

This is the one letter I couldn't send
It means too much for to hand it over
There isn't much for me to write because I am no writer
No fancy words, just the straight out truth

You still surprise me, even if I don't show it
I know we just can't be over
I can see it in your eyes, you haven't lost hope
As long I can still feel you are still holding on, I will keep trying

I know I am not perfect but I keep trying
That's what I said I will do from the start
One chance I have to make it right
If I miss it, it will be too late

Remember who you are and forget what people said about you
You are beautiful; don't let others say

You Forget.Doors close and sometimes they don't open
and you might be trapped in a dark room
but that doesn't mean that there isn't any light outside

It's a shame to see you go, I don't want to forget you
But everything's forgotten in the end
the feeling fades and soon you can't remember the day
or the month
or the year
much less the moment.
You forget, and that's humanity's tragic downfall.
You forget.
You forget.

You forget.

It won't be long now, it won't be long until you're gone
but I'm begging you not to go
Please don't go, please don't leave before it's started
You're floating away and it's not fair,
nothing about this is fair

For those who need a friendFor those who need a friend..
I am a warm hug
i am a listening ear

For those who need a friend..
I am a Guardian
i am a helping hand

For those who need a friend
I am a cure to nightmares
i am a light to darkness

For those who need a friend
I welcome with open arms
and ill save you from loneliness

But still i need a friend
I am nothing when im alone
i am pain on a constant tone

But still i need a friend
I am broken beyond repair
I am angry and full of despair

But still i need a friend
I am regret and i am guilt
I am fearful but cant show it

But still i need a friend
And as i watch others get my desire
I feel jealous yet

AnxietiesHands over ears, screams hide the tears
Like monsters, they stand around, eerie and cruel
Grotesque and uncontrolled
They drive me to the point of collapse
So I do.

I’m the ground
I shake and tremble and tear everything down
I am the ground
I don’t understand how anyone stays around me
When I’m like this

I’m like a stone
Rolling out of control
Loud and predictable, we all know where I’m going
Down, as sure as water, I will fall
And as a boulder, I will tear down everything in my path

Screaming SomethingThere was something about your eyes
That just screamed “Save me!”
If you could only just scream out to.
Everyone to save you from.
There are just so many to save you
From. How I wish I could help.

I tried to look in your eyes and say to you
“Trust me! I can’t stand watching you hate it!
I could never stand watching you hate me!”
But your eyes went blank; I could see how
You stopped to look, no longer searching,
And you glared at me, knowing that I couldn’t
Save you.
Help you.
Look at you.
With true.
Love now.
Without yours.
My love.
Is lost.
Broken, you watch as my heart is broken,
With a blank face and sc

Dreaming Of Tears

Dreaming Of Tears

Weary-eyed
Weakened to the very core
Traumatized
I can't endure this anymore

I'm going to black out
And be transported to a realm
Where my screams don't make a sound
Hate keeps me bound while I leave my fears to drown
-
I loath the days without rest
I despise the nights of endless stress

Though I can't settle for anything less
Because lower than this is death

It's like living and sleeping within tortuous realities
Even though I'm unconscious- there is no such thing as rest for me

No one knows how powerful my dreams can be
No one knows all of the graphic images I've seen

Dive into the ocean! / Swim through the thorns!
L

BeautyDo I really need beauty in my life?
Is it required for me to have such art?
Or is it necessary to get a wife?
What an awful view is it in my part!
Is it beauty that I may search true love?
Or is it wisdom to see who loves me?
Am I blind not to see what is from above?
An angel that is waiting for me to see;
Why do I need beauty just for romance?
I do have the heart that will give you all.
Do I need to fabricate my appearance?
Why do I need to do this to make you fall?
Why is beauty the standards of the earth?
Why not beauty of goodness, new birth!

Nothing But A Radioactive ScarScreaming
and
bleeding.
Just another
night trapped on the inside.
Tell
me
I
am
wrong.
Truth
of
the
matter is,
I
don't
belong.
Tell me
to be
strong.

Then ring the bell.
Push
me
to
my
limit

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And yours stare also at mine
My heart melts like ice cream
But froze as we say goodbyes

I will never forget your jokes
Your first name carved inside me
I will always remember your T-shirt
It's black, like my heart longing for you

I missed the chance to know you more
To be close and don't let go
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They haven't come back
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No air, and no company
In this dead celestial body
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I ask myself
How could I live
In the midst of loneliness?
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-SLant

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God can see me
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God can feel me
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I Don't Need A Makeup

by ~SLant22, Jan 2, 2013, 11:26:59 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

I want to remove this paint in my face
To be simple and be myself
Uncomfortable in this gorgeous phase
True beauty, I want to see for yourself

I don't need any eye liner
Making my eyes dark and sad
It isn't good nor better
For me, I look like bad

I don't need a lipstick
Coloring my lips cherry red
It makes me sick, and i can't speak
For it is being said

I don't need a makeup, I am beautiful
People just don't see its true
They want me to put some more, plentiful
For they are used to

They make me look like a clown
If I wore makeup again
For me, they are putting me down
Like saying that I'm ugly for being me, now and then

-SLant

I Don't Need A Makeupby ~SLant22

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

As usual. I wrote this poem because of something that I have experienced. One time, I wore a make up in school for our report which needs to be acted or role played. Then, my classmates were surprised about my face when they saw me. They say that I'm beautiful. Of course, at first, I was happy. But then, I realized: So if I have makeup, I am pretty? But, what if I haven't? Is it that I'm ugly?

It was just sad for me.

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~SilentArrow Jan 4, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I've felt the same way.

I've been told every time I wear makeup that I'm pretty.

I HATE wearing makeup. I hate the feeling of my face being covered by something.

So whe people tell me that I'm pretty with makeup on, does that mean I'm not pretty every other day?

~Dezzydo Jan 3, 2013 Student Writer

i know that feeling too well

~GeekGirl11 Jan 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Sigh...I know the feeling. Love the poem!

~DragonOcarina13 Jan 3, 2013

Oh my god FINALLY!!! Someone who makes some sense!!!

~DarknessAngel67 Jan 3, 2013

Yup. So true. I tend to avoid makeup whenever possible. Even if I'm ugly, I'd prefer to be natural.

~Darjavine Jan 3, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I know exactly what you mean

For me, makeup helps, especially around the eyes. And I get compliments and it feels great, but every now and then... that little question: So am I ugly without it? I don't necessarily dwell on it, but yeah, it is sad

This was really well written!

~CrimsonGhost13 Jan 2, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I know them feels

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