wow, i like that one, its sassy! sometimes i feel like that too.
what had happened to make you write it?
Just Things [img]http://s2.images.proboards.com/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0"/>
My life is awkward. Like.....well....who cares...I have derpression and just
sometimes I can't say how I feel.
I guese thats metaphorical in a way.....but not [img]http://s2.images.proboards.com/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0"/>
Hell....I don't know what Im rambling about [img]http://s2.images.proboards.com/smiley.gif" alt=":)" border="0"/>
Winter climbs up on my door
crimson pain spills on the floor.
Someone is knocking
but I want to ignor
Whoever it is
makes my life a bore.
If there's a heaven then I'll wait my turn
behind my winter door.
Ill wait till the days of age come
then there will be nothing more.
Someone is knocking
but I wan't to ignor.
Because whoever it is
will make my life a bore.
Come on and show me how to live my life.
I'll always open my door for you.
I'll kneel by the steps and wait till all the snow melts,
if I have to.
Everything is for you.
Two
She
walks alone
with a stone
in her heart
and she drags along her faith.
He's
never alone
he's like a stone
tied down to a path
which waits day by day.
They
are alone
in this world
much rather like me
and they always will be.
They are entangled in this world
uncalled for
and guilty.
Their love's what sets them free
evermore.
Its their combinement of their hearts
which saves them
from their dreams.
And their painfull deepning wounds
that are everlasting.
Bird of the wind
1
Locked like a ghost
in a house
of insecurity.
2
Not always knowing where to go,
not knowing what your supposed to know.
3
I open the door
and behind it
is infurity.
4
Whatever's keeping this house alive
is searching but it cannot find..
coda
what it longs for
what it cares for.
chorus
What do you want to know?
The sun sets east and shines like a show.
How do you want to sing?
the birds float on like they're born to the wind.
5
Allways on show
to those
who want you.
6
Not loving who you want to love
not caring who you strive to send abouve.
7
I want to find a love that cares
Not one that will take be back
after I am stabbed in the back.
coda
what it longs for
what it cares for.
chorus
What do you want to know?
The sun sets east and shines like a show.
How do you want to sing?
the birds float on like they're born to the wind
I think its lost its memory
so now it cannot sing to me......
chorus
What do you want to know?
The sun sets east and shines like a show.
How do you want to sing?
the birds float on like they're born to the wind
Masterpiece
I paint my feelings on the wall
the reds flow round and round.
The blacks I see are overpowering
and I listen for a sound
Of me screaming
of me leaving this world.
The colours are all mixed up now
and I don't know what to do.
I carve a black stain into my pain
and sit alone whilse waiting for you
I lie here screaming
I lie here slowely leaving this world.
The paint is tainted now
my tears mix a river.
Don't touch me whilse I'm at my masterpiece
cause your fingers make me shiver.
I lie here screaming
I lie here slowely leaving this world.
I lie here bleeding
in a mixed masterpiece of my hell.
Dread fed by the crimson bed
bloddy lies fill my insides.
Not sure what im supposed to do
just knowing that I cannot fail.
There's fear in my eyes
but I can't let me pull me down.
I can't let myself go down
can't let myself be drowned.
Easier
Its easier
to cut myself
now that I've been pricked
by the poison of you.
And I confine to myself
the pain it drives
like switchblade knived
searching for the truth.
Searching....for you.
I tell myself each day
a different way to hide
a new law to abide
but....this.....doesn't even matter.
Too many cuts embedded
inside the chest of lies
inside my voice of cries
but...this.....doesn't even matter.
Too many things I know
too many things I've seen.
Too long in guilt I've been
BUT IT DOESN'T EVEN MATTER
Cause its easier
to cut myself
now that I've been pricked
by the poison of you.
And I confine to myslef
the pain it drives
like switchblade knives
Searching for the truth
searching....for you.
Too long
I've been waiting for you.
It's been too long now
I've forgotten all the truth.
But I'm still wiating
I'm still hoping
I'm still wishing
I'M STILL CRYING
Its easier
to cut myself
now that I've been pricked
by the poison of you.
And I confine to myslef
the best years of my lives
turning like switchblade knives
Searching for the truth
searching....for you.
Searching for yoiu
wow k, that was...
that was wonderful.
thanks. its one im gonna turn into a asong and maybe ill use it for my band [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0"/>
thats awsome, i wish i had musical talent.
well you probabaly do! Just gotta find it! [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0"/>
I'm scared
I try to make peace with myself
but in the end
all hope shatters.
I find a detached hope
and sew it back on
to my dreams
but all of it shatters.
I live a bit more
I hide a bit longer
I hope that I'll wake
and I wont tear myself under
Cause i'm scared
of the world.
And I'm scared
of my life.
I'm scared of what I'm doing
and how I'm going
to fail.
I'm just scared.
I try to learn a little more
about myself
and how to treat my life.
But inside I hope
that I'll fail that too
cause im failing you.
And all I wanna do is escape.
I live a bit more
I hide a bit longer
I hope that I'll wake
and I wont tear myself under
Cause i'm scared
of the world.
And I'm scared
of my life.
I'm scared of what I'm doing
and how I'm going
to fail.
I'm just scared.
I keep spinning around
I wanna hold onto the ground
but my feet are taking me places
that I don't wanna go.
I know I'm letting mysels down
I know that I'm going to drown
if I don't pull myself up.
Cause i'm scared
of the world.
And I'm scared
of my life.
I'm scared of what I'm doing
and how I'm going
to fail.
I'm just scared.
I like the last one you posted Kaylan "I'm Scared". There's a certain sparsity to it that makes it very real, very honest and very vulnerable.
~Justine
you should DEFINATELY make a CD miss Kaylan R. and if you have.....
First...thankyou Justine (I like taht name [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0"/>)
I think that 'I'm Scared' is actually very honest, because all of my poems are very honest.
And vulnerable? I'm not sure about that. Maybe.
And Siryn, I have actually been asked to make a CD but I haven't gotten round to doing it.
I am very slack [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0"/>
Claire! these are great! no wonder you won the prize! i love Masterpiece and two! how did ya think of them? i wish i could write poetry!
keep up the good work girl! [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/grin.gif" alt=";D" border="0"/>
Phedre
well.....all my poems just come to me. I have no idea from where or.... whatever! I just write what comes to mind [img]http://s3.images.proboards.com/tongue.gif" alt=":P" border="0"/>
Thankyou muchly *hugs*
Stitches
Opening wounds
unbreak twisted bends.
The stitches of pain
pull apart.
Not thinking clearly,
I pull out a knife
and unbreak the stitches
I am back to the start.
Hurting more
than anytime before.
My mind is not clear
and is so unreal.
Then the stitches break
and my heart reels
my head spins
as my pain begins.
Not knowing how I got this way
or If i'll ever be allright.
I tightly knot the stitches
pulling very tight.
And as one breathe i take
is let into the air
I fall into the depth of sorrow
that was never even there.
Reach deep
into the blue lagoon of tears.
The depression
in the ground
fills the pond of sorrow
When tears drawn fingers clench, I open up my book of sorrow
Tears fall weakly down my cheeks,
my fingers guide my nimble hands,
wiping away the stain i left
when I cried myself to sleep.
The gently clock chimes two and three,
but still I'm drowning in my sleep.
I should save me sorrow
for tomorrow
or another time when I felt this much woe.
I beg apon my knees
I sweep away my grace,
tear stains apon my face
my heart begins to break.
My humble flower is dying
inside my withered heart.
And as I save my sorrow,
for tomorrow,
I tear myself apart.
Dead to the World
Dead to the world
I am
as I fall weakly to my knees.
My humble heart
is drowned in sorrow
as my weakness gains and destroys the morrow.
Forever
I will be
trapped to this day.
Lingering
on the moment
I entered mental decay.
My spirit declines a peacefull rest.
Troubling my mind performing a test.
Which act is one?
Which love is mind?
I cannot feel my joy untill my peace I find.
So dead to the world
I am.
Binded my my weeds.
Forgetting the defeated
longing for the wounded.
My heart is trapped
inside my soul.
Just one more chance I'll take
and them I'll let go.
Serenity
I'll make a grave
for me to sleep in.
So tightly wrapped on soil
I'll feel so cool and at peace.
One day I'll make
a grave for me.
When my seeds have been sown and my life has been done
I'll make serenety.
So untill then I'll sleep
inside my warm shell.
Untill then I'll play
on the border of my hell.
Untill then I'll swallow
my sweet crimson sorrow
untill I'll make
a grave
for me to sleep in.
So tightly wrapped on soil
I'll feel so cool and at peace.
I'm looking for mercy
I'm shouting a name.
Not knowing where I am
or who who there is to blame.
I'm walking through the night
forgetting my despair.
Endless fields and corridors
overtake me
but I do not care.
Im running down an alley
im running out of time.
I'm searching for a reason
a reason, which I cannot find.
I'm tripping in the rain
falling into deep endless dreams.
Calling out nobody's name
hearing macarbe screams.
So who am I to judge myself
so who am I to blame?
Who am I to say I've failed
kneeling in the rain.
So who am I to scream
when I'll never escape my life.
Who am I to run?
When I'll never escape this dream.
I'm not scared
Chorus
I'm not scared
I'm too lost in the parralles of my mind.
I'm not afraid
'cause its been too long and Im giving up my time.
1
Who says it time to rest?
Who says its time to give in
to the peace?
2
Who says I'm
too young to fight for whom I love?
And who says I'm
too young to release the turtle dove?
coda
over and over I screamed
(when I couldn't find myslef)
but those days are over, I have a new dream
I wont fight myslef
chorus
I'm not scared
I'm too lost in the parralles of my mind.
I'm not afraid
'cause its been too long and Im giving up my time.
3
Who wants a fighter who cant realise he's lost?
Who wants a hero
parading round like he's the boss?
4
I dont want you near me
because you turn all my hope into loss.
So I'll say goodbye now, and I'll leave you well along because
chorus
I'm not scared
I'm too lost in the parralles of my mind.
I'm not afraid
'cause its been too long and Im giving up my time
I wont let go
even if you leave me on my own
cause I'm not scared
I'm not scared
I'm too busy to be