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Closed doors

01:48 Sep 30 2010
Times Read: 523


Slam.

Slam.

Slam.

Right in my face.



Locked out, I am alone once again

Nothing I have done could possibly make me deserve this.

could it?



To have everyone abandon me, leave me here to drown in my own tears.

Behind these closed doors.



What's this?

A window



I run to it.

This is my way out.

Finally



But it is locked shut, my key on the other side.

He doesn't even hear my screams behind the glass.



I have to get out.

It shatters in front of me



I start to climg out, cutting my arms and legs.

These scars are the result of my struggle

The struggle to get out of this hell



The sun hurts my eyes.

I have been waiting for this happy pain longer than I can remember.



I may be hurt.

I may have scars.



But the closed doors in my life didn't stop me from finding my broken window.


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colemack13
colemack13
01:54 Sep 30 2010

awesome poem...good job





TyrantsPein
TyrantsPein
02:28 Sep 30 2010

An ok poem. Pretty straight foreward poem. But it feels overdone. Like I've seen it many times before, even though I've read it once. The Emo poem is so cliche, so to make one that catches my attention thoroughly it needs to be more than good. It needs to be extrodinary, and wrought with imagry and a tremendous flow to it. However, not all poems outside the emo genre are frilly love dovey poems. Take no offense, for I mean none. I simply wish to be helpful.





vampchica4
vampchica4
23:18 Sep 30 2010

I'm sad right now, so my poems may seem "emo" to you. but in reality, I have my own style and none of my writing should be classified into a genre, for I have none myself.

I write for me, not an audience.



I do appreciate the comments, though. And the criticism...





 

Changing

01:42 Sep 30 2010
Times Read: 524


Green leaves turn orange.

Every day turns into never.

Friends turn into crushes.



I'm changing.



Weakness turns into strength.

Broken turns into fearless.

Hate turns into forgiveness.

Wounds turn into scars.



Everything is changing.



Every day I grow more different.

My hair grows longer.

My skin, paler.

My friends grow closer, stronger.



I'm adjusting.



I'm not fine, but I am okay.



But that's life, huh?

With a moving target, nothing lasts forever.



Except love.



But you won't believe that, will you?

You won't take a chance of change.

So when will that change?



I have changed.

Now, it's your turn.


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colemack13
colemack13
01:55 Sep 30 2010

very well put together...cool





 

You win

02:30 Sep 28 2010
Times Read: 527


Yeah, it hurts.



It hurts to think of all we could be, to see you talking to all of my other friends but me. After spending an entire Summer together, you'd think I would matter more to you.



It hurts to hear my "Dad" ask about you and how you're doing. To see your sister every day, babysit your little brother.

To be reminded of you everywhere I go.



To read the messages you sent to my sister about how I am psychotic and obsessive, after three texts from me. Days apart. Because I missed you.



To miss horseback because I couldn't possibly ride after reading that god-awful message you sent to me.

Well, at least you finally contacted me, right?



But did I honestly deserve that?

The poem was never about you in the first place.



Yeah, it sucks.



It sucks to cry for you and what you've gone through, then to cry because of you.



It sucks that you don't even bother to keep in touch with me when you promised you wouldn't forget me.



That after all this time, my stupid heart still feels sorry for you and that you were having a bad day when you sent that message.



That I still want to make you feel better, no matter how badly you hurt me when I needed you the most.



Yeah, it kills.



It kills that I am always the one getting hurt when all I ever wanted to do was help you.



It kills that you make me cry when I was just trying to see you smile.



That you never seem to care how much you hurt me or that I was one of the only people that ever gave a damn about you.



And now you'll get what you want. Just like always.



You will come home in a few weeks. I've missed you so much, ill completely forget everything you said to me.

I'll completely devote myself to you, make sure your visit home is as awesome as possible.



You win.

Are you happy now?

That's all that really matters, after all


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colemack13
colemack13
01:56 Sep 30 2010

this one is really intresting...





 

Feel it

01:20 Sep 25 2010
Times Read: 535


Sad. Mad. Confused. Depressed. Missing. Hate. Hurt. Pain. Cold. Hot. Nervous. Annoyed. Jumpy. Agitated. Broken. Frusturated. Selfish. Numb. Betrayed. Pumped. Cracked. Angry. Stupid. Immature. Smart. Mature. Desperate. Strong. Weak. Useless. Dead. Alive.



Sad. Because it is the exact opposite of Happy.



Mad. Because of what I did.



Confused. Because of what they did.



Depressed. Because I was diagnosed with it.



Missing. Because everyone left me here alone.



Hate. Because of everyone still here.



Hurt. Because you didn't think.



Pain. Because I didn't, either.



Cold. Because my warmth left with you.



Hot. Because of the flaming stares.



Nervous. To see what you will do.



Annoyed. Because I let it get to me.



Jumpy. Because you stole my trust for others.



Agitated. Because I can't figure you out.



Broken. Because you shattered me.



Frusturated. Because I can't talk to you.



Selfish. Because I tried to demand your attention



Numb. Because I can't understand.



Betrayed. Because you talked to everyone else.



Pumped. Because you're finally coming back.



Cracked. Because you hurt me.



Angry. Because of what we both did.



Stupid. Because I was so pushy.



Immature. Because I'm behaving like a puppy.



Smart. Because I didn't let you forget.



Mature. Because I am getting better.



Desperate. Because I want to talk to you. Just once.



Weak. Because I wouldn't leave it alone.



strong. Because I didn't give up on you.



Useless. Because I can't help you.



Dead. Because you stole my pulse.



Alive. Because I can still forgive you, no matter how much shit you've put me through.

It's sick- how much ive given you, knowing well I wouldn't get anything back in return.

All I ever wanted was a call. A message. Anything to let me know that you were okay.

Appearently that was too much to ask for.



So, ill waite. I will waite for you to come home, pretending everything is okay between us after you broke my heart.



Oh, by the way, I love you.


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colemack13
colemack13
01:58 Sep 30 2010

i like this one...the emotions are great





 

Homophobia

02:39 Sep 23 2010
Times Read: 547


One word.



A hundred different terms.



"That's Gay" "You're such a dyke" Queer. Lezbo. Lez. Freak. "That bi chick"







A million different feelings.



Hurt. Confused. Sad. Mad. Stressed. Frusturated. Different. Weird. Angst. Nervous. Alone. Depressed. Jumpy. Skittish. Guarded. Broken. Lied to. Judged. Wrong. Slutty. Stupid. Hiding. Poor. Outcast. Weak. Ashamed.







You hear the terms every day. You may have bullied someone for it.



You may have judged them.







But are they really that different? Why should they be mistreated for who they love? if their significant other had different parts, you would say nothing. Why should they be judged for something that is on the outside when they only care about what is on the inside? Why are they suspected to be the only ones that are different?



I know. You have no answer. None that can sustain, anyways.







Being gay doesn't mean you like to "do it" with other guys. It means you love or have feelings for someone that is just a little more similar to you. Being lesbian doesn't mean that you have to be butch. It means that you have a more gentle nature towards that hottie over there. Being bisexual doesn't mean that you just don't want to pick between guys and girls on who can do sex better. It means you don't judge others because of what they look like.







Would you ever tease someone who goes by one of these titles? Would you push them aside in the hallway? Or kick them until they were on the ground? Once they were there, would you even stop? Would you go to a gay bar, just to find a couple to beat with weapons like baseball bats, iron bars, broken glass, barbed wire, or even a gun? And what if they died there, on the street? Would you even care?



Or would you and your buds spit on their faces, then drive away?



It's happened.



And all because they had found love in the "wrong" person.



In the locker room, would you Ask your coach to tell another girl she couldn't change in there because you think she was checking you out? Or think she's stupid, queer, or just plain freakish? Would you start a rumor that she is jealous of your boyfriend, because you saw her holding hands with another girl?







They are denied the right to marry.



They have to go through every day, being told that these feelings that they have are just plain wrong. They are told that it is a sin. I thought God loved everyone?







Well, I have news for you.



We were born this way. We can't change our feelings for someone else, nor do we want to. You can hurt our self-esteem. You can hurt our bodies. But you can do nothing to our pride. It is love, not a disease you can catch. It can not be "solved" because it is not a problem. It is not a choice. We didn't ask to be different, but we are nonetheless. And we are proud of who we are.







So why is it such a big deal to be different? When no one is really normal in the first place. Why pass laws that it is not allowed? Why deny someone from a job, an army position, or even kick them out of a public place?



And all because of who we love.







Last time I checked, you can't choose that.



It is our business. So stop trying to control our lives.



I am bisexual, and I am proud of that.


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xxBlueFairyxx
xxBlueFairyxx
03:19 Sep 23 2010

you said it better that I could ever.





LordWolf
LordWolf
04:43 Sep 23 2010

and im proud of you.

well said...





oh btw...yes...i would make fun of them. but i make fun of straight people too.



i even make fun of me...



i think that means i treat everyone the same!!!

lol



~W~





vampchica4
vampchica4
23:42 Sep 23 2010

It just pisses me off.

To think that someone could do that to someone else, just because they were born with a greater idea of love.





 

Fake

02:35 Sep 23 2010
Times Read: 548


Pasty, orange skin.

Bottle bleach blonde hair.

Make-up that takes a chisel to get off.

Clothes that make fake boobs pop out.

Heels so high, they've had you forming bunyons.

Ribs sticking out underneath.



Yup, you're goregous.



Muscles bigger than my head.

Grass stains on your school clothes.

some little kid under your boots.



Yup, you're tough.



Why do we look up to these people?

They probably need more help than we do.



Why not just be comfortable in your own skin, and have good friends.



You don't have to be normal to be happy.

After all, there is no such thing.



We stress ourselves out trying to be this picture-perfect model.

Why?

Because they look good?

Not everyone thinks so.



They are hiding under that, don't you see?

Or has the glitter blinded you?



You can find the flaws if you look close enough


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LordWolf
LordWolf
04:45 Sep 23 2010

perhaps it is their own mask? their way of feeling safer and able to ..fit in more in the world?



we all have our ways....just some of the ways suck.

~W~





TyrantsPein
TyrantsPein
02:32 Sep 30 2010

This one stuck out a bit. Like your pointing out what already sticks out. However, if your going to use words with strong sounds (hair, out, boot) it might sound better with a rhyme or too. Not saying poems have to rhyme, but when you use words with strong sounds, they normally sound better in quick succession of similar sounds. Just a thought, take it for what it is, yeah?





 

Daddy's girl

20:54 Sep 15 2010
Times Read: 564


You tell me I'm special

You tell me i'm loved



You heal the pain

You build the strength



You inspire me, teach me, listen, love, care for, and guide me.



I can really trust you.



I feel more and more grown up every day

I am faced with new stresses, new experiences, new everything.

But to you, ill always be your babygirl



The one person I know I can go to about anything.



You never turn me away.



You mean so much to your little girl



I know ill always matter in your eyes.



You keep me in line, the one never-changing base



When I cry, you wipe away the tears and tell me it'll be okay. Let me curl up in your arms until I fall asleep.

Then when I awake, everything's just somehow better.



Like you have super-human powers.

You'll always be a hero to me.



You always make me smile.

Tell me i'm just different- then start listing everything you love about me.



At night, when you tuck me in, I start thinking how nothing can be better than right now.



I am so lucky to have you in my life.



I know youll never hurt me, that im safe.



That is something I could never say before.



But now I have you and always will.

You're all mine



I love you, Daddy


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Screaming

02:41 Sep 08 2010
Times Read: 576


I hate you.

I love you with all my heart.



I want to slap you.

I want to kiss you and never let go.



I am glad you left.

I miss you more every second.



I feel like I am locked in a glass box, screaming your name.

But you can't hear me.

I am invisible.



I am dying without you.

Reacting bitter and harsh to the people I love...

I'm suffering.



My heart is broken.



You promised me.

You said you wouldn't forget me.

So why can't you see me?



It tore me apart when you left.

And now you are only making the hole bigger.



I need you.

And that is what scares the hell out of me.



Just one look in my direction...

That is all I ask for.

One glance, to show me you care.



Don't leave me.

I can't survive it.


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LordWolf
LordWolf
04:31 Sep 16 2010

i have to disagree...



i think your strong enough to survive anything...



and come out stronger on the other side...





you will always have friends that will be there for you....even if you need them to be at a distance for a time.



hugs





 

Selfish

02:10 Sep 03 2010
Times Read: 588


I literally disgust myself.

I feel so selfish.



I ask you not to push me away, to just invite me in...

But how can you?



I am asking for the impossible- for you to trust me.

I want to earn it so badly.



At times, it almost feels like i am forcing you.

I dont want that.



I just want to make you happy.

But even that feels like I am asking for the world.



I get upset when you yell... even when I know exactly why you act the way you do.

You are always so stressed.

How could I ever expect anything different?



I hate myself for causing you more pain.



You don't need that.

You don't even need me.



I am nothing more than a selfish girl who needs to learn when enough is enough.

It is like I am unable to control what comes out of my mouth.



I have impecible self control. I have been acting for years.

So why can't I control myself when I am around you?



It would be so easy to say you do this to me.

But I let myself feel this way.



I'm sorry I care so much about you.

It is my heart's fault.



I don't know how this could have happened...

I am selfish.


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Roses and thorns

01:11 Sep 03 2010
Times Read: 591


She is not normal.

She isn't going to hurt you.



I know she could never bear it. You mean too much to her to even consider it.

She may have in the past, but she was only trying to help you.

She is new at this, but her intentions are pure.



I am not surprised you act like this...

Thorns have been piercing you for so long.

You are tired, and hurt.

no one can fight forever.



She told me...

She loves you, but not how you are used to it.

She loves you like a brother.

Someone that helps her grow, and who has shown her the evil that so fiercely exists.

You mean so much to her. I can see it in her eyes that she trusts you.



I've seen her cry for you.

She cries because of the pain you've endured.

Because she knows what it's like to be hurt by someone that is supposed to love you.



The passion she feels when she is around you is enough to drive a normal person insane.



You are so strong.

You don't need her, but she can help you.

I know she'll move mountains... espicially for someone like you.



But she is confused.

You started pushing her away because you are afraid of being hurt again.



She tells me that it feels like you dont even care anymore, though deep down she knows it just isn't true.

Is it?



It would tear her apart.

Her heart has been broken before, though.



Just not as often as yours.



She wants you to be happy.

She is a rose... waiting to bring a smile to those tortured eyes.



I know you told her it was impossible, but she's a fighter.

She isn't going to give up.



You know first-hand what that is like.

and that is why she wants to help you.



Because helping you is the fastest way she is going to feel better about herself, like she actually has a purpose here.



That she is making some kind of difference in your life.



She won't let you fall into the thorns.


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Tortured soul

17:30 Sep 01 2010
Times Read: 600


At first, you appeared to be so strong.

So confident...



But I could see it in your eyes.



The pain that stops you from love

The pain that causes you to retaliate from anyone that wants to get closer to you.

You are afraid they will hurt you, which is something we both know you can't afford.



I can see a strength within you that I have never seen before.

The strength to push on.



Many could have never gotten to this point.

Could never go this long and still be able to get up every morning to take on another day.



I admire you

I will never hurt you, and I would like to help you.

If I did before, you must know I never meant to.



I don't care if you do not believe me.

It is true.

In time, if you let me, I want to prove it to you.



until then I will be whatever you want me to be.



A friend

A sister

A listener

A fighter



I know it must be hard to believe, but you can trust me. The question is whether or not you will



But we have time to work on that.

I want to help.


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EntwinedxHeart
EntwinedxHeart
16:43 Sep 02 2010

Such A Kind & Beautiful Heart...Whomever this was written for is indeed the luckiest person alive *smiles*



xScarlettx








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