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Dying to be BeautifulDying to be beautiful
How far does it go
How deep can it get
How dark can it pull

When nothing holds you together
But layers of makeup on sunken cheeks
And your bones so frail they
Shatter from sobbing
Your heart so weak
You cannot risk loving

Your world so painful,
Through gray misty eyes
From the outline of ribs
To the protruding bone spines
I clearly see, you’re dying
Yes, dying to be beautiful

I wish somebody would tell you
The secret of beauty
It comes from the heart
The inside out
Not the outside in

But still how far will you go
How deep will you get
How dark will you go
Until you realize
You’re dying
Just to be

The SightWhat have you seen?
What have you witnessed beyond the walls?
Blinded by the Human's Vision.
Mere souls who have soiled

The Sight!

Given to the Gifted Youth
I have seen more.
Through Space and Time
Horrific beings that have passed from the Underworld…
Monsters, disguising themselves as everyday Spirits…

Throughout all else.
I have glimpsed past the suffering, heartless world.
I see through the Eagle's Eyes…
Soaring through Mother Nature's breath.
The Netherworld's Gift… Pure Childhood Innocence.

The dwelling forest's emotions glint and deceive a Mortal's Wit.
The White Stag's Golden Treasure is concealed t

One more nightStay with me one more night
Let me enjoy your beautiful sight
Before I have to embark
Unto my journey into the dark

Let me take you in my arms
Before the world harms
Coming between the two of us
They don't understand our fuzz

We lay in my parents loft
Between your hair oh so soft
Our little cage for two
Encircling me and you

Stay with me one more night
Let me enjoy your beautiful sight
My eyes start to ache
Without you I awake

been a while.it looks so easy apathy -
to forget,
to settle for less.

i've never been good at it,
or at this.

that's how strong i am now.

see, i have my own doubts.
they have me stuck here.

i'm not pinned saying i won't be happy again.
i just won't be able to love another the same way.

i fight against using that word when i'm on about you.
i'm afraid to use it at all now.

i miss the best thing about you.
your smile.
if i had the voice though, i might sing that out loud.
if i had the balls, i'd just tell you now, in spite of how we've grown apart.
because, truthfully, i miss mine too.

If I write you a songEveryone is talking
About how you want to make it big
That you want to be a Rockstar
That you've already booked a gig

You've always been so beautiful
But never content with who you are
Think you deserve to have the spotlight
And to be married to a Star

They say that you want someone
who'll sing for you in front of the whole world
Who'll dedicate you all his lyrics
Who will scream you were his girl

What if I wrote you a song?
will it change the way you look at me?
I wonder if it'd take me like long
Can I use this love to form the perfect melody?
Use the rhythm that you give my heart
A fast tempo like the way you make it beat

Fade into Written WordFade in lines of written word,
disappear betwixt prose and rhyme.
Summon stories of stardust's song
and find fables of forgotten times.

Disappear from harsh reality,
seeking lettered escape.
Twisting lines into melodies,
leaving the long lost agape.

Whispering wishes of wanderlust,
daring dreams of dancing,
gushes of grace's grandeur
with the beauty blushing brings.

Let's fade in lines of written word,
disappear betwixt prose and rhyme.
Summon stories of stardust's song
and find fables of forgotten times.

If tomorrow I don't Wake upI wonder what would happen
If I was never to wake up
Would people even care
I wonder if a commotion would erupt

Would anyone even notice
That I wasn't alive
Would my mother even mourn me
Or could she guess that I wouldn't survive

Well I'm still not dead
But I can barely call this living
I feel like a corpse
That hasn't given up on breathing

But I wonder what would happen
If I was actually to die
Would anyone be bothered
Or care enough to cry

Maybe everyone's just used to
Me living like a corpse
So no one would be bothered
Or life change the slightest off of course

But if I would never wake up
There's no way to know what

To EphraimIt's been a long time, eh?
Since the last time we talked.
I won't bug you or anything,
I just want us to be friends again.

Time was changed us, I know.
Both of us have matured a bit.
I really want us to be friends,
I hope you'll understand.

I want to bring back our old friendship.
Let us go back to that time
When I met you from across that wall
That stood between the two of us.

I don't mean to break your heart,
If I really did.
I'm sorry, we had to move.
Sorry, I left you.

If you can't still accept this,
I won't bother you anymore.
But, do you remember the rose you gave me?
It was grown now.....

Stranger to OneselfWho am I?
I want to ask myself, too.
For I don't know
Who I really am.

I'm trying to find myself still.
For I don't want to be
A stranger to myself.
I want to know who I am.

A Not-that-Close Encounter with a SquirrelA fine morning it is
When I looked out the window.
I saw a little shadow
Moving from tree to tree.

It stopped at the closest tree
To the window where I was looking.
When it sensed me staring,
It suddenly went away.

Paper AngelShe is an angel, she can never die.
She has wings but he can't fly.
Doomed to be trapped forever
In her blank world made of paper.

She longs to be free,
In her monochromatic eyes, you can see.
She dreams of freedom,she dreams of love
And all the other things she can never have.

RemembranceI saw your face
In the picture on the wall.
It reminded me of a story,
A story I totally cannot recall.

But I remember that smiling face
That always made my day.
But those moments are gone
And you're so far away.

The EmpathI take what isn't mine,
leaving what is good behind.
Taking the pain and leaving joy.

They smile, not knowing what I've done.
I cry over this, because I know what I've done.
I wear the mask.
As the smile openly.

No one knows what I do,
that I can sense and take emotion.
I can take pain and leave joy.
Though, I wish they did.

An Empath can feel what isn't their own feeling,
they can also take it from others.
Taking their pain so they wont.
That's what I do.

It's so much more than empathy,
it's feeling it in my very core that's not even mine.
Pain, sorrow, feeling hollow.
That isn't mine in the beginning.

I help by taking.
I

Another Sunday AfternoonThe wind blew softly against my skin,
As if it's asking where I've been
'Cause I haven't had an afternoon walk
For a month, but it seemed like forever.

Behind the clouds, the sun is hiding.
From time to time, I see it peeping.
Feels like it's shyly saying hello
As it shines down on me.

I went back at the same time, to the same place
Where I was almost a moth ago, my private space.
No one goes here during week-ends.
This is a place where I find peace.

I'll Be Alright Again..."I'm alright." I always say.
But honestly, I'm not.
I don't need your help.
I have sealed my heart shut.

Even though I know
I'm pushing myself too hard,
I still shouldn't show any weakness.
I always have to be on my guard.

Why is this happening to me?
I've been hurt to much,I guess.
But I'll be back to normal
When I clean up all the mess.

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TrappedBorn into a so-called "perfect life"
A gift from the Lord, God himself she said.
My "perfect life" was nothing more than a mirage, a trick, a fake!

A bull, brings down his horns.
Beats and gores 'till you give up or die.
He won't give up until you do…
Until you surrender your freedom and rights!

The little girl the family was waiting for, a break in the dark pit of ravened crows…
They were wrong, I was… Transformed from the
Strong, peaceful, lamb into a scared, angry, resentful, hurt, fallen angel.

Who can bring my pack's uneasy feelings at ease?
My loved ones from the alpha's tyranny? How can I?
When I am too youn

Why?How many questions can one girl have?
Why is the sky blue?
Why do birds fly?
Why did HE leave?

Not everyone knows the answer
Mother says the sky is blue because God painted it that way.
He wanted the birds to fly so he could pet them as they pass through his domain.
She does not reply at the last…

I bring it up again
She leaves, do not speak again she yells.

Long time locked in her room
Not a peep or a cry in response.

The stairs groan under my weight and the rusty door creaks.
Shock, pain, sorrow, and misunderstanding…

The dappled specks in the midnight blue disappear from the universe and in her blank eyes.
A vial,

Please or Pleas?"Help! Help!
I'm lost and alone!
Please answer my pleas!"

"Which one do you please, little one?"

"Please help! I've been pleading forever to find someone!
Can you help answer my pleas?"

"Which one do you prefer for me to aid with?
The please or might you say the other pleas?"

"I do not understand…"

"If you cannot decide which 'please' you want, I can't assist your dire need."

"I… How many times must I say?
Please, oh please answer my pleas!"

"Very indecisive indeed!
Listen! Listen!
If you decide not to choose
I shall leave until another hopeless sap tries to understand your babbling whines!

Au revoir! And your pitif

Nature EarsThe emerald stalks wisp and twirl together with a gentle
~Whisssp~
Brooks sing to their neighbors the creek and the river
~Ssshhhh~
Oaks and willows respond through harmonizing
~Creeeak! Snap!~
Wind brings forth a message
~Wooooh~

How many times will I hear their calls
But not understanding its rhythm
I wish… I wish…

~Chitter, chitter, squeak~
Squirrels laugh at my insensitive ears
Being so stupid to hear the joke the fern spoke of.

I turn away, the wind passes by,
~Swoosh~
She speaks! Though, I must understand…
~Woooooo~ I speak.
The wind does not acknowledge…

When will I find my Nature's Ears?
Am I

Silence...Sunrise, the flow of morning's torture

Silence, Silence…

Too many sounds of people's tones
Screeching, crashing, twittering, and bickering!

Silence! Silence!

Rings or music and bumps along the road
"Hurry! Hurry!" They all shout
Crying, screaming, why all this noise?

SILENCE! SILENCE!

Make this madness end!
Too much! Too much!
There are only so many hits of it for one to take!
End it! END IT!

SILENCE… Silence… silence…
Peace… peace… peace…

Sunrise, the flow of morning's new bliss…

What is Silence?What is Silence?
Is it an Emotion?

A Touch?

Smell?

Sound?

Close… So close…
Silence… Bring forth nothing.

It is a peaceful bliss to a busy awakening
Who knows when it will come back?

Can you grab it?
Seal it away before someone takes it?
How long can it stay before it glides far away?

Who wants something like it? I do…
Too many times ruckus has intervened
Rumbles, talking, too much!

Catch the silence in the lonely corner
Make it bigger, until it fills everywhere
With content, beautiful silence

Why can't everyone embrace it?
Do you want it? It can never be replaced
How can it create its soothing allure?

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Here I Am

by ~VintageChick121, Nov 24, 2012, 7:30:47 AM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

The New World welcomes me
I take me first breath and cry out
Returned by a warming embrace and coos
My petite eyes struggle to focus on ones face
I knew right there who this was.
Mother.

Here I Am...

Who am I going to be?
Knowing that I've been created and birthed by mother's courage.
Time to learn, experience the unknown world that's waiting for me beyond the comfort zone.

Here I Am...

Time passes in mere blinks of eyes
Grown, raised from scratch
Outside; manners and actions speak for themselves
Inside; no one can cultivate me now, too late, I can do whatever I please
Independent, cease, and shun my guardian's continuous parenting and introspective advice or informative experience.
Lone I Stand.

Here I Am!

I harmonize with the world
My quest has begun
Find my one, true, absolute home
To accept it as my own
My wings have thrived and bloomed
Now, is the time to fly away
Mother mourns, Father prays for my constant safety.
Love is what binds us together and creates family.
I must withdraw, the world might transform
Due to fate that is eagerly pondering
Destiny is in my grasp
All I have to do is aquire the pieces.

Here I Am...
This is Me...

No one can distort or reform the way I want to or can be.
This is who I am.
I came into the world as new life
A new beginning and a new end each time
No one will deter my path
I will not let them hinder my adventure

_{Here I Am...}

Here I Amby ~VintageChick121

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I was again, inspired by one of Bryan Adam's songs, Here I Am.
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This one is a little more difficult for me. It took a lot of thinking and rewriting to get it fixed to make it more flowing and interesting...
I just woke up at 6 and the idea popped in my head.
Hope you guys like it

Please comment, fav, etc.

Critique by ~DevilsHorse Dec 3, 2012, 7:01:29 PM

This is very good! I love it! You have take one of his songs and wrote your own lyrics to make different. I like that idea. You have a good style of writing and I think it is good. I gave the originality a four and a half because it is not all that original because it was his song and all you did was rewrite the lyrics. Bt because you wrote some of your own lyrics in there I gave some credit of it. The impact is great because I really relate to this song and some of your lyrics I can relate to also. Overall you did a very good job and I love it! Good job.

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