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Leave.Leave me alone!
Is that so hard to do?!
You don’t care about my feelings,
They are nothing to you!

What have I done wrong?
I just want you to leave,
You hurt me more and more,
So how can I believe?

Your words mean nothing,
Your apologies are fake,
Just stay away from me!
How much pain can I take?!

You got what you want,
But what about me?
I only want one thing,
I want to be free!

I can’t take it anymore!
Every night and day,
You just refuse to leave,
So at least stay away!

Tears don't bring the dead back to lifeIt's shadow times and sunken lives
in a grave of mud and flesh remains
they've killed many souls with bloody knives
and weaved their ladders out of veins.
"Away!" they shout when death has cried
and off they run, away from pride.
"Away!" they scream when death has blown
so off they go, when blood has flown.
Then there's the boom of drums and trumpets
wail. Men fall to graves; they've pain their debts.
There's rust in bones, and tears at home
And strange lost love that walks alone.
There's a pretty, kind lady looking out the window
little does she know that now she's a widow.
And the little young boy who sleeps in her arms
had just lost a father down by the dams.
A beautiful girl lies beneath the pine trees,
staring at the skies and all what she sees
is the bright red sun, bleeding on the horizon
the girl shuts her eyes and death brings her ease.
Once an old man had a wonderful family
who lived on the other five chairs around
the kids would play and jump so cheerily
filling a quie

PanicSometimes, I feel myself quickly slipping away
from the firm grasp of reality,
which had suddenly released its hand
that had held onto mine so tightly.
I feel myself falling -
falling from a sharp cliff towards a calm ocean,
only to be claimed by it, instead,
and be swept up in the currents' motion.

I wonder why - why I was let go;
why I didn't try to stop
being let go.

I struggle to gasp for air
but find myself unable to, alas,
for just water fills my lungs
and bubbles float up towards the surface.
Darkness sweeps over me and my heart stops,
for I fear the worst
may happen to me or my sweet reality,
as my lungs feel ready to burst.

I wond

Plenty of TimeThere's still plenty of time
She said to the wind
And the wind whispered back
Not for those who have sinned;
Not for those who cry
In the deep of the night,
Not for those who die
In the darkest of light.

There's still plenty of time
She laughed to the boy
But he didn't laugh back
For he found no joy;
Not for those who slave
Through the long, hard days,
Not for those who pave
The path for your ways.

There's still plenty of time
She sighed to the moon;
The moon knew there wasn't
When you're filled with gloom;
Dear girl you must learn
Time's not what you think,
What you get, you must earn
When your life's on the brink.

There's still plenty of

Society is Screaming Society is screaming so loud, I can hear it internally
Inside my mind, bouncing off the boundaries
All the dishonor, poverty, lies and disgust sound eternally
I tell the world, warn them of this coming storm, they tell me it's imaginary

The ones who are here to help, they lie through their teeth and lungs
Lock me in, "fixing" me up, sending my mind reeling
Defiantly I fight, bare arms and legs, as they fill me with drugs
They've sent me so far from home, I'm so numb, I can't even feel my feelings

My mind is overflowing with images I don't own
I remain silent, let them believe it's working
Moving slowly through this twisted life

Teach me how to smile.I miss you more everyday
Like the sun misses the moon
and dream of the Eclipse
that brings me closer to you

It's torture being without you
Like soil without the rain
Your love fills me with peace
That gently massages my brain

Trying to forget you
Is like trying to swim upstream
If I even had the strength to do it
I wouldn't have the will to leave

Being in love with you though
Is like peacefully falling asleep
I need no longer to have a dream
Cause you're already with me

So hold your hand in mine
One more kiss before goodbyes
I'll always wait for you
because you taught me how to smile.

The Reason whyArguing again
It's all we ever did
Could've been over anything
Even someone else's kid.

Well today I was tired of it
Screaming for no reason
So with a slam of the door
I was off to enjoy the season

The beginning of spring
So the air felt so right
My mind was finally at peace
And time flew right on by

Then a sudden burst of reality
Came in the form of vibration
Checked the caller ID, it was her
Trying to ruin my calm sensation

Straight to voice-mail she goes
If she needed me she wouldn't have let me leave
Now it's back to my sweet nature
Oh how much I enjoy the breeze

Not even five minutes later
My phone's going off again
Can't she tell t

So You Know She's Alive She's gorgeous, pure mind, embodiment
Her future, paved in the cement

She laughs, so beautiful
A shaky breath, so wonderful

That was what she was,
But all that's turned to dust

On the outside, she doesn't seem bent
Still the same case, but what's become of it's contents?

Don't be fooled by what you see
On the inside, she may be ugly
Nothing left but the will to breathe

Sweet smiles, valentines
Heart cracks, with the stroke of time
Nothing left, her home is a lie
Wounded hopes, a dream that has died

Only a breath, so you know she's alive

Why do you?Why are you crying my dear?
Why is your beautiful face full of fright?
Please hand me the knife my dear.
I want to see you live through this night.

Why are you sad my love?
Why are you hiding from me?
Please don't hide because they called you queer.
I can't be happy if you can't be.

Why are you hurt my friend?
Why are you bleeding out?
Please tell me what he did my friend.
I will stop him without any doubt.

Why are you so small sister?
Why don't you eat?
Please tell me what you see.
I don't want you to give up to this in defeat.

Why are you drunk brother?
Why do you drown yourself like this?
Please don't do this to yourself.
She wasn't wo

A sad story

The other day,
A common occurence.
I left an innocent note to my parents.

You went out,
The door had blown open.
I left a sarcastic humorous token.
At the time, I didn't think anything of it.
I wasn't too worried and nothing was nicked.
But it played on my mind,
Over and over.
Why get so anxious about this non-trauma?
Do you remember that time, dad?
I told you this before-
That time years ago,
Two men Came to the door.
They said they were here to pick up the car.
Something about it, it just seemed bizarre.
They wore blue overalls, they asked for the keys.
But you know what I'm like dad, paranoid me.
"Sorry, I wasn't told anything

my english homeworkFallen angel wondering forevermore
Black winged angel flying nevermore
My guardian angel wondering in the abyss
I wish I did not miss

My guardian angel forever more
Haunting me to the core
Making me go insane
Forever in pain

Wondering soullessly
Immortality loneliness
Crimson stains
Of my eternal pains

Leaving my emotions behind
My love denied
Abandoned for life
Waiting for my knife

To redeem my self
My inner self
Living in my own despair
Wanting to repair

To Be RevealedAnd what is there, lying beyond your mind?
A gracious greeting, or death warrant, signed?

When your sun is settling down on western sands,
Who will await you, stretching out their hands?

Are they holding your heart with reverence due,
or a knife, with which to strike straight through?

At the end of that hallway, what blocks your descent?
A saintly soul, or sins to repent?

In every tunnel, there are doors to inspect.
Some to show the future, others to reflect.

No one door, to paradise, leads.
No one road to bear the swiftest of steeds.

Yet, to Hell, there is no certainty still,
Mountains can't be climbed when there is no hill.

And so, d

Dear FutureDear future,
Am I merely a voice, left far in the past?
Where the sun once shone
Where I once laughed
Where the rain of my eyes
Poured down on my lap
Turned my face scarlet
And melted my mask

Dear future,
Does the sky still look the same?
Its brilliant blue
Screaming my name
Lending me wings so that I may fly
Pulling my feathers
And watching me die
Heartbroken, and crumpled upon the ground
Breathing faint words
In gasping sounds
Does its beauty still torture me so?
Please, dear future, I yearn to know

Am I merely the words from some distant shore?
Am I a memory, or something more?
Does the snow fall when the sun goes missing
Or does it mere

Unexpected Love.Traveling the world,
Searching for the one,
Looking day and night,
Seems like love is gone.

Walking all over,
From side to side,
Trying to find her,
Where could she hide?

Walking on a road,
On the same old track,
She was there all along,
Right behind my back.

UncertaintyIt feels like falling from great heights
Or running towards endless nights
As if standing alone in blinding lights
Or being chased by grand knights

It feels like melting ice cold fire
Or knowing the secret of the liar
As if whishing to be someplace higher
Or having nothing when need is dire

It feels like losing something rare
Or searching through a haunted lair
As if breathing deeply rotten air
Or being treated unfairly fair

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The Midlife Writing Crisis

by ~TheMagicianLord, Feb 17, 2013, 6:16:14 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

A trickling river
Where an ocean once roared
what's left is what's gone;
you don't try anymore.

burning midnight oil to the finish
is an impossible feat
when ideas perched atop your head
fall lifeless on the sheet

fortnight after fortnight
you become a desparate fighter
balshamy, metriocious
"false words for false writers!"

it's hard to find inspiration
when you're pressed against a mould
groping around for lost words
when there are none to hold

Instead, you've let them all out
scattered across the pond
and watched each of them float away
wafts of inspiration gone

The maginficence is torn down
yet inky ruins remain
a reminder of what was lost-
beautiful words and a forgiving brain.

The midnight oil is through
your emotions are askew
you look down your paper and gaze;

there are still no words on your page.

The Midlife Writing Crisisby ~TheMagicianLord

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Everything is wrong, so I haven't been writing at all these past months. I won't go into details about what's been happening, not unless you want me to.
To top it all off, I think I've lost 6 of my watchers in this period of time. Grand.
Oh well. Enjoy. c:

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