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Hey, can you hear me?"Hey!"
"Hello....."

Staring straight ahead, right at a blank wall.

"Are you listening?"
"I said hi!"

Looking at the emptyness, yet seeing nothing at all.

"This is Earth to you!"
"Zoned out again?"

Last night, you almost lost you.

"Can you hear me?"
"I'm screaming in your ear!"

You've thought and sat there thinking, and you still don't know what to do.

"Are you going to respond?"
"Hello?"

You fell so far, into your own mind.

"Hello?"
"Answer me!"

But there were ones who would not leave you behind.

"Please!"
"Hello!"

Confused, numb and empty, you turn the thoughts over in your head.

"I know you can hear me!"
"Please! Say something

You didn't dare.She smiled,
but it was fake.
She laughed,
but she's about to break.

She reached out,
but no one came,
tried to fake it,
but the pain stayed the same.

This girl, she called to you,
but you didn't care.
Something told you to help,
but you didn't dare.

What would the others say?
The ones who called her a freak.
They may taunt or shun you,
so you choose not to speak.

Then she decides to leave.
Because no one wants her here.
You'll never see her cry.
She'll never shed another tear.

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.

My SongThe 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

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.

Are you blind?Are you blind to my misery,
Or do you choose not to look?
I want to share my story,
But you close me like a book.

I'm screaming as I cry,
But you refuse to hear.
Look away as I die,
Ignore each little tear.

Am I not loud enough?
Is that why you ignore my scream?
My life is tough,
Help me escape this bad dream.

I scream a bit higher.
Please, I need your help!
My circumstances are dire.
I'm losing myself.

But you do not help me,
And I've decided to give up.
Maybe then you'll see.
Ha! That's just my luck.

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'm Fine‎"Are you okay?"
No. I'm dying. I have to push myself to wake up in the morning, and when I finally do, I want to go back to sleep. Even my best dreams are becoming nightmares. I can't taste food, I can't stand the things I used to love. I'm breaking. I'm fading. I'm dying.
"I'm fine."

Job Well DoneHe sat there in the crowded hallway -- of which you took no notice
Slowly taking his crayon, pens, lined paper -- you looked at your watch

He, all of 10, disappears writing his work -- too busy as you wander
Laying on the floor he writes it slowly -- not paying attention

He sits there in the hallway holding the sign -- the train is late
"It's Sometimes Pointless" it says, coffee stains -- you stop and stare

There is a crowd forming slowly, he looks straight ahead -- what is he doing?
He holds it with two small fingers, blank look cast -- you squint

It was then they started, carrying on about the sign -- they got angry
How it was not this

Tragedy to TriumphWith ice in her veins
And a heart as dark as a moonless night
Her soul bound by chains
Her mind wants to give up this eternal fight

She's lost and alone
In a world she doesn't belong
Suffering is all she's ever known
She's lost her will to be strong

She sees through the eyes of tragedy
And hears only what her mind wants to say
She feels nothing but apathy
Even in her dreams she's gone astray

This was me
But a year ago
Through tragedy
I finally know

I've learned through trials and woe
That this life is for living
To embrace it and grow
Through letting go and forgiving

Everyday is a new start
I've got nothing to lose
If I listen to my hear

never thought I'd be like thisI never thought
I'd be like this,
with broekn smiles
and scarred up wrists.

No, I never thought
I'd be like this
back when my world
was filled with joy.

never thought
I would cry so much,
and have to remember
faded out scars.

I never thought
I would feel alone
when I was a little girl.

Back when days were simple
and cooties still existed.
When I'd smile and play,
and had such big dreams.

of reaching for the sky,
of singing on stage,
and becoming president.

but it never crossed my mind
that I'd feel pain,
and cry so much
and that my pleas would go unheard

I thought the world
was a happy place,
for me as a little girl,
and I never though

Me.Anorexic.
Obese.
Funny.
Stupid.
Idiotic.
Retarded.
Lame.
Emo.
Scene.
Slut.
Disgusting.
Attention seeker.
Obsessive.
Label.
Stereotype.
...
Me.

DisappearWishing to disappear
never to existed in their mind
no reason to cheer
this is why I was designed
there's a cloud over me and its raining knives
all smiles are faked
no one hears his cry's
as he sits there shivers and shakes
doesn't even try to reach out because there's nothing there
only my own numb stare

no desire to fight the devils wrenches
would anyone notice if I could disappear
because Im starting to feel warm in these trenches
would they even shed a tear?
Sick of the acting
let me compost with the dirt
live????..... ill think Ill be passing
lets make sure this hurts
still wishing to disappear
lets seal this coffin with a drop of b

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

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GodI am not invisible,
For God can see.
I am not unspoken,
For God can hear.
I am not unloved,
For God loves me,
And I am not alone
Because God is always there.

Tick TockTick tock,
goes the clock,
ticking life's time away.

Tick tock,
goes the clock,
every second of every day.

Tick tock,
tomorrow's coming.

Tick tock,
then it's time.

Tick tock,
your time to go.

Tick tock,
you're gone.

I wish I may...Hopes.
Dreams.
Everything in between.
seem so far away,
wish i could catch them,
tie them up,
make them stay,
I wish I may,
I wish I might,
everyday, everynight,
but never do i see the sight.

Songsinging, song
helps me get along.
Pulls me away from the hardships of life,
away from the beautiful knife.
Helps me live a little longer,
feel a little stronger.
For a moment I am gone,
but not for long.
Soon I'll come back,
happy to give the knife another crack.

ScaredYou're scared.
Scared you're not loved,
scared the screams won't stop,
scared your voice will be forgotten,
scared you've lost yourself,
and can't ever find her again.

I'm sorryI'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
You know me better than anyone,
but that's not saying much.
You want to know what's wrong?
Embarrassed, trampled
riddled with anxiety,
am i.
I'll never be as good.
I'll never be happy,
and you know it.
I've let you fade to the background
because all i do is hurt.
I hit and i scream
and i push people away.
I don't want that to happen to you.
So I'll let you slip away.
So when the day comes that I'm no longer hear,
you'll have nothing to fear.
The pain will be nothing,
and you won't shed a tear.
when i am no longer here.

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My voice?

by ~lostmyslef, Jan 24, 2013, 3:43:32 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

I tried to smile,
laugh through the pain,
but it's been a while,
I think I'm insane.

I can't hear my own voice.
The one that says what I want.
Now I have no choice.
You never did, it taunts.

It tells me what I should say.
It tells me who I am.
It tells me everyday.
Am I the lion or the lamb?

Am I as weak as I feel,
or as strong as I pretend?
Am I cold and hard as steel,
or just waiting for it to end?

Who am I?
Do I really want to know?
I end with a sigh.
The voice is telling me to go.

My voice?by ~lostmyslef

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

This is a poem I wrote in two seconds, so if it's awful just, you know, whatever. I've had a really confusing week because of the things I just described so just let me vent.

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~Mariaactually Jan 28, 2013

This is totally how I feel! Loved it

~lostmyslef Jan 28, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks!

~rezhamarq Jan 26, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I know the feels...It's a good poem!

~lostmyslef Jan 26, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you!

~rezhamarq Jan 26, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

You're welcome!

~DarkMysticRose Jan 25, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I can really relate to this poem! I'm still trying to figure out who I am and what I'm going to do with my life. It really stirred up a lot emotions inside me. Great job! ^^

~lostmyslef Jan 25, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you, i love it when someone relates to my poems! Makesme feel a little less crazy

`MagicalJoey Jan 25, 2013 Writer

I've been there, not knowing which part of myself to listen to. But hold on.

~lostmyslef Jan 25, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I'm doing my best. Thank you!

`MagicalJoey Jan 25, 2013 Writer

You're doing well - writing helps

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