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Time To GoYou climbed all the way up,
just to fall so far down.
You're screaming in fear,
but no one hears a sound.

And as you fall into the dark,
that you fought so hard to ignore,
you begin to realize
this is what you've waited for.

As your heart goes cold,
and you no longer feel,
you smile just slightly,
hope this is real.

No more fighting,
no more screams,
say good-bye
to all the bad dreams.

You'll be alone now,
what you've always wanted.
Your fears can no longer reach.
You'll never again be haunted.

So smile as the darkness
wraps you up tight.
Embrace the cold touch,
ignore all the light.

You'll be happier here,
this I know.
Soon I'll join y

Secret WordsI know you need help.
It's so plain to see.
Please don't hurt yourself.
You can count on me.

I'll hold you when it's tough,
wrap you up tight.
I know life is rough,
but I'll be your light.

I love you, I do.
You're everything to me.
you don't believe it's true,
but I want to set you free.

I'll be your rock
when all your strength is gone.
I'll be your lock
when everythings gone wrong.

So please don't cry,
my love, my life.
I know you want to die,
but I'll help you through the strife.

Because I'll be there to catch you
when everything falls apart.
I love you, it's so true,
with all of my heart.

Train to NowhereI'm on a train,
going nowhere,
Can't see through the rain,
I try not to care.

It's moving too fast,
but how do i slow?
Am I running from my past,
or just eager to go?

I know I should stop,
try to get a grip,
but this train is on lock,
and my sanity begins to slip.

Would it be so bad to ride,
to let this train go on?
We all know that I lied,
that I'm too far gone.

I can never be me,
no matter how I try.
Can't you see?
This has all been a lie.

So I'll sit and relax,
let the train run.
Maybe the train will crash.
Wouldn't that be fun?

My smileMy smile was once so easy,
a thing of joy and pride,
but over these years of darkness,
the ease has slowly died.

I find it's no longer truth,
but simply a lying mask.
It hides away the misery,
the hauntings of my past.

I refuse to look at pictures.
I see what others ignore.
The uneasiness of my smile.
How it has turned into a chore.

Will I ever truly smile,
with joy, pride, and truth,
or will I never know a smile?
Will it die with the rest of my youth?

Please, i wish to laugh,
to smile without a care,
but I'm not good enough for this,
and I guess that is fair.

I Met MeToday I met a girl,
and she asked, "How are you?"
"Just fine," I replied.
She said, "No, tell me what's true."

Perplexed, I stopped and stared.
She was young, no older than eight.
Her eyes were still innocent.
They knew no hate.

"What did you say?"
I asked in confusion.
"You know what I mean," she said.
This girl was in a delusion.

Trying to be kind,I replied,
"No I do not."
She frowned and replied,
"You lie quite a lot."

Now I was agitated.
What does this girl know?
Acting like she's so intelligent.
I'll just tell her to go.

"Let me explain!"
She exclaimed in haste.
"I know you're not alright.
I know you feel misplaced."

What?
How in

TightropeI don't look down,
don't look back,
ignore the chills
all down my back.

I can feel their arms,
steady at my sides,
my truest hopes,
my loving guides.

They keep me on track,
no need for fear.
I've got them for comfort,
my friends so dear.

But sometimes one fades,
their arms tired and annoyed,
and I'll start to slip,
my balance destroyed.

I need them both,
or surely I'll go,
down down down,
ruining the show.

As long as I have them,
I'll keep going on,
until I figure this out,
until the tightrope is gone.

With YouHold me tight,
Please don't go.
I'm falling apart,
falling down so low.

Like a rag doll I'm tearing,
seams falling apart.
I can't sew them back up,
wouldn't know where to start.

I need your help,
but I'm too scared to say,
too scared to reach out,
tell you to stay.

You're my only hope,
like it or not.
My chances are slim,
but I'll give it a shot.

So hold me up,
don't let me fall,
just tell me it's okay,
answer my call.

That's all you need to do,
and I'll be alright.
With you by my side,
I'll stand up and fight.

Adventure TimeOnly thirteen,
so is she,
pretty as a flower,
a flame burning free.

Only thirteen,
but she is not,
sweet as candy,
She's sticky and I'm caught.

A choice to make,
and difficult too.
Settle for what's easy,
or fight for love so true?

On top of that there's her.
She's different and dark,
with a soul of ice,
and teeth like a shark.

Who will be mine?
The one of fire,
so beautiful and free,
awakening desire?

Or will it be her,
candy so sweet,
and knowledge so vast,
makes my heart beat fast.

Maybe the dark one,
with the adventure of her own,
but she's cold and guarded,
loves never been shown.

Maybe it won't be any,
forever me and Jake,
in lov

House of MirrorsThey say I spin
a web of lies,
but webs are for spiders.
They catch their flies.

No, my lies are mirrors,
each a different reflection.
They fill up my house,
my sinful collection.

Sometimes I get lost.
There's so much confusion.
Which ones are real?
Which are illusions?

I try to back track,
but the mirrors turn me around.
I cry out for help,
but the mirrors block the sound.

I give up.
Hang another mirror.
In this one I'm cruel and cold
on the exterior.

How many reflections
will I become?
Which one is real?
Where have I gone?

My Immortal FriendWhere are you,
my sweetest friend?
When did our friendship
come to an end?

I don't remember much,
but I know you're there.
I can feel your presence,
heavy in the air.

My immortal soul,
you should be gone.
Your heart stopped beating.
Your time is done.

And yet you stay,
unseen but not unknown.
Do you still recognize me?
I know I've grown.

Were you always here,
or did you just come back?
Why can't I see you?
Is there something I lack?

He sees you though.
I know it's true.
His innocent eyes
always pointed towards you.

Are you his friend now?
What happened to me?
Did we have a fight?
Just let me see.

I don't understand.
What went wrong?
W

The DreamThe smile makes me shiver.
Cold runs down my spine.
I know what he wants,
wants to take what's mine.

But I won't let him.
No, now this is my story.
I will be the victor.
He can't have the glory.

He lurches forward,
but I knew he would.
I remember everything now.
I do what I should.

I jump to the side,
run for the door.
I smile at the "thump"
as he hits the floor.

I've nearly reached the handle,
suddenly I feel his hand.
No, I have to keep trying,
but I don't understand.

Why am I fighting?
He would never hurt me.
I let go of the handle,
turn around easily.

He smiles once more,
something tells me to run,
but why would I leave him?
We alwa

I LiedCheated, betrayed,
that's what I've done to you
I should've cried, should've stayed,
I understand if we're through.

The truth was right there,
in the back of my mind.
You might've even cared,
comforted me, been kind,

but I was so scared,
how could I say the truth?
I have never dared
to tell the horrors of my youth.

So I locked them up tight,
told another lie.
I did what was right,
though it urges me to cry.

You don't need to know,
the memories are for me.
I wish I could let them go,
just let someone see,

but they're my curse,
so leave me be,
until my ride in the hearse,
the death of me.

Screamed NoYou said no,
but he said yes.

How were you to know
what would happen next?

How could you know
that he'd push you down?

How could you know
you'd hit the ground?

How could you know
he'd rip off your shirt?

Tossed it away,
covered in dirt.

You didn't know
he'd have you pinned.

Because how could you know
that this would happen?

That your shirt would come off,
jeans un-zip.

That your heart would falter
with the rhythm of his hips.

That you would scream no,
as he groaned yes.

FallingThis feeling in my chest,
Like I'm about to burst,
And I cannot find the words
To correctly describe this curse.

I want to scream till I'm hoarse,
Smack my hands against the wall,
As I struggle to express
My emotional f
a
L
L
That's what it is,Falling.
Down my sanity goes.
I have to find a grip
Before this free fall comes to a close.

But I cannot find my voice.
The whispers tickle at my ears.
Is it finally going to end,
After all of these years?

Find a grip.
Can't, this is the end.
Wish i could find the strength
To say good bye to my friend.

And a love that I'll miss.
One I was grateful for.
I love you ple

Cold HeartedI'm tearing them down,
Piece by piece.
Let the walls fall,
Let the pain increase.

I stare my pain in the face,
Let it rip me a part.
Show what I've always feared,
In the depths of my cold heart.

I review my lack of care,
All the people that I've hurt.
When did I become so cold?
When did loved ones turn to dirt?

What happened to me?
Once so loving and kind.
When did it get so bad?
Did I suddenly lose my mind?

I want to trust again,
To love and to care,
But is the risk to high?
Is the cost of pain fair?

I realize that it's not.
I'm safe within my walls.
So much better to be cold,
Then to get hurt in the fall.

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What's Right.There once was a boy,
there once was a girl.
He loved the girl dearly,
and the boy was her world.

The boy was kind,
and would be there to stay,
but the girl was broken.
She yearned to fly away.

The boy wouldn't let go,
he was determined to fix her,
but there was no secret,
no miracle cure.

She simply had to go,
set herself free.
This was the answer,
the only true key.

He wouldn't give up,
so she had to shove.
It was all in good interest,
all because of love.

But the boy was so patient,
so determined and kind,
he wouldn't give up.
She made up her mind.

There would be one last push,
one last try
before she had to give up,
let herself die.

MeMy name is unloved,
hopeless,
and haunted.

I live in hell,
cowering away,
curled up in my shell.

I dream of death,
escaping this place
by ceasing my breath.

This is me,
crying in despair,
wishing to be free.

Will I ever know joy,
or will I stay here forever,
your broken little toy?

Not Good EnoughNot good enough for me,
not good enough for you,
maybe all the insults
are simply what's true.

What can I say?
Nothing, I'm done,
so sick and tired
of having to run.

So this is the end,
the last puzzle piece,
the very last straw,
the pain will soon cease.

I won't have to struggle.
There will be no pain,
and everyone's lives
will go on quite the same.

Because I am just me.
The greatest disappointment of all.
So say good-bye,
as I start my free fall.

Truest HomeI took my mask off,
showed my true face,
but you threw it back at me,
called me a disgrace.

No one wants to see.
No one wants to hear
about my hopes and dreams,
my memories and fear.

They'd rather I stayed quiet,
shy and in my place,
but I can't stay behind.
I want to run the race.

"No!" They cry.
Stay where you belong.
No one wants to hear
your misery song.

So crawl back in the dark,
with your monsters and fear.
Sit there quietly,
year after year.

Never going to get out,
never going to get free.
This is where I belong.
This is the truest home for me.

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My Song

by ~lostmyslef, Mar 3, 2013, 2:06:03 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

The music swirls all around,
till all I hear is the joyous sound,
twirling, spinning, moving me,
and the endless notes are all I see.

The beat becomes my hearts own.
I feel as though the light has shown,
and all the sadness fades away,
and I finally see a happier day.

My lips part, and I sing along
To such a redeeming, beautiful song.
These moments come and go too fast.
I enjoy them greatly as they last.

I laugh in glee.
I feel so free.
What magic is this,
this utter bliss?

Stay with me, my pretty song,
with you the days don't seem so long.
With you I am so filled with hope,
I know with you, somehow I'll cope.

Together we'll stay.
You'll scare the darkness away,
Yes, stay here my friend,
play your notes till my end,

and with your melody in my ears,
I'll go without any silly fears.
I'll meet my maker with you at my side,
then he'll hold me close, no need to hide.

Yes, my song, you'll get me there,
with your notes, and tune, so full of care.
You'll be my very dearest friend,
until my beautiful, blissful end.

My Songby ~lostmyslef

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

This is probably the happiest poem I've ever written. I'm in the happiest mood I've been in in a long time, and usually i think my happy poems are terrible, but I don't know, I kinda like this one

so enjoy, all you amazing people! Love you!

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~InGodzHandz Mar 9, 2013

I like happy poems! This group needs more of them.

~lostmyslef Mar 9, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

thanks

~InGodzHandz Mar 10, 2013

You're welcome!

`MagicalJoey Mar 6, 2013 Writer

It is very bubbly - but then music is knows to affect moods - if you are happy and you play sombre music you become less happy. That's why people who are in a certain mood usually play music that suits that mood - example, when I feel depressed I play slower songs or songs with lyrics that reflect what I'm thinking.

*ncgirl Mar 6, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I like this! It has such good rhythm and yes, makes me want to dance! Well done!

~lostmyslef Mar 6, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

thanks!

~kessa5 Mar 3, 2013

and it can all ao bea song if you put the right music to it

~lostmyslef Mar 4, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

true

~kessa5 Mar 6, 2013

uuuh

~OpenStory Mar 3, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Very nice, Lizard!

wish I could write happy... Glad you had a true good mood.

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