marie-ellen-grace - Hello Poetry

I am lost in pages of books I am curious to know who they are I am drowned by the feelings they feel I am swallowed up in their world I am enthralled to fiction To a make believe world Where words make worlds Page after Page after Page Soaking up their adventures Craving for more When the Tv stops in your head When you turn to The End You want more But why? Because Secretly You wish That fiction becomes reality That great things can happen to you You believe you can be Special So when you grow old You have a story to tell But this time its not fiction

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Aug 26, 2015

Aug 26, 2015 at 8:52 AM UTC

me and books

I am lost in pages of books I am curious to know who they are I am drowned by the feelings they feel I am swallowed up in their world I am enthralled to fiction To a make believe world Where words make worlds Page after Page after Page Soaking up their adventures Craving for more When the Tv stops in your head When you turn to The End You want more But why? Because Secretly You wish That fiction becomes reality That great things can happen to you You believe you can be Special So when you grow old You have a story to tell But this time its not fiction

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I thought there was something a gap that was meant to be closed a hand that was meant to be held your sweater that was meant to be worn coffee that was meant to be shared All for us two All was meant for me and you But there is nothing now Not anymore

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Jan 11, 2015

Jan 11, 2015 at 7:58 AM UTC

not anymore

I thought there was something a gap that was meant to be closed a hand that was meant to be held your sweater that was meant to be worn coffee that was meant to be shared All for us two All was meant for me and you But there is nothing now Not anymore

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That smile of hers, it crinkled her eyes reached her ears pure and happy Where did go? Its chipping cracked at the edges chipping at the sides Falling flakes of her fake smile. And no one notices Look closer but no one does That what she thinks Except I do I notice

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Jan 4, 2015

Jan 4, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC

I Notice

That smile of hers, it crinkled her eyes reached her ears pure and happy Where did go? Its chipping cracked at the edges chipping at the sides Falling flakes of her fake smile. And no one notices Look closer but no one does That what she thinks Except I do I notice

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I feel trapped Closed in To what I thought was fun, friendly, exciting It looked so enticing Now I see What it has come to be What I have come to be I am a prisoner A prisoner tied with fancy gold chains Buried in layers of powder Choked with floral perfume I am a prisoner A prisoner beaten by loud vibrations Blinded by dancing lights Poisoned with mystery concoctions Who am I Is unrecognizable Masked with false treasures A prisoner to this world

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Nov 27, 2014

Nov 27, 2014 at 3:48 AM UTC

A Prisoner

I feel trapped Closed in To what I thought was fun, friendly, exciting It looked so enticing Now I see What it has come to be What I have come to be I am a prisoner A prisoner tied with fancy gold chains Buried in layers of powder Choked with floral perfume I am a prisoner A prisoner beaten by loud vibrations Blinded by dancing lights Poisoned with mystery concoctions Who am I Is unrecognizable Masked with false treasures A prisoner to this world

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Okay The four-letter word They say When you’re not When these bloodstained hands Are tired, frustrated, and angry From building walls Hiding tombs When this tear-stricken face Cries rivers all night Its not okay. I don’t believe it. So, can you hear it? Listen, to the silence growing louder and louder. Listen, to the beats drumming inside my chest. Listen, to the moaning pleading for help. Listen, to the trembling shaking my chains. Listen. Can you hear it? Can you hear me? Will it ever stop? The hurt runs too deep; The pain cuts too hard Make it stop. Someone, anyone. Please, help me get out. Out of these chains, These weights that drag me down. Into the darkness, Where the evil things Shout, hurt, pain, and, sorrow. They lash out with Their spiked tongues With there conniving words. Help! I reach out Someone, anyone. Help! And there, A voice whispers. In the midst of the darkness, In the midst of the battle. The quiet beautiful whispering That says, Stop. Take a good long look Around you. Remnants of the broken heart, Broken souls, and broken spirits. The broken things Are slowly being mended With bulletproof, shatterproof, Shockproof, waterproof coating Shining with new found strength Molded by the hurt, pain, and sorrow That sent chills of what looked like Defeat. You never were and cannot be Defeated. Don’t forget that. You can count on the Rainbow after the storm, Treasure under the dirt, And the light at the end of the tunnel. So I dare say, It will be okay. Okay The four letter word They say When you’re not But ill wash these bloodstained hands And ill dry this tear-stricken face Mustering enough strength To believe, to hope It will be okay Someday, if not today. It will all be okay. Okay?

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 9:41 AM UTC

Okay

Okay The four-letter word They say When you’re not When these bloodstained hands Are tired, frustrated, and angry From building walls Hiding tombs When this tear-stricken face Cries rivers all night Its not okay. I don’t believe it. So, can you hear it? Listen, to the silence growing louder and louder. Listen, to the beats drumming inside my chest. Listen, to the moaning pleading for help. Listen, to the trembling shaking my chains. Listen. Can you hear it? Can you hear me? Will it ever stop? The hurt runs too deep; The pain cuts too hard Make it stop. Someone, anyone. Please, help me get out. Out of these chains, These weights that drag me down. Into the darkness, Where the evil things Shout, hurt, pain, and, sorrow. They lash out with Their spiked tongues With there conniving words. Help! I reach out Someone, anyone. Help! And there, A voice whispers. In the midst of the darkness, In the midst of the battle. The quiet beautiful whispering That says, Stop. Take a good long look Around you. Remnants of the broken heart, Broken souls, and broken spirits. The broken things Are slowly being mended With bulletproof, shatterproof, Shockproof, waterproof coating Shining with new found strength Molded by the hurt, pain, and sorrow That sent chills of what looked like Defeat. You never were and cannot be Defeated. Don’t forget that. You can count on the Rainbow after the storm, Treasure under the dirt, And the light at the end of the tunnel. So I dare say, It will be okay. Okay The four letter word They say When you’re not But ill wash these bloodstained hands And ill dry this tear-stricken face Mustering enough strength To believe, to hope It will be okay Someday, if not today. It will all be okay. Okay?

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Listen, to the silence growing louder and louder. Listen, to the beats drumming inside my chest. Listen, to the moaning pleading for help. Listen, to the dripping coming from my eyes. Listen. Its in here, somewhere. Listen. Can you hear it? Can you hear me?

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Aug 7, 2014

Aug 7, 2014 at 4:17 AM UTC

Can you hear me?

Listen, to the silence growing louder and louder. Listen, to the beats drumming inside my chest. Listen, to the moaning pleading for help. Listen, to the dripping coming from my eyes. Listen. Its in here, somewhere. Listen. Can you hear it? Can you hear me?

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Christmas is near When you see Bright, blinking Shiny, sparkling Lights On the highway Near my house In a stand Multi-colored, single-colored Big, small Christmas lights

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Oct 15, 2013

Oct 15, 2013 at 12:41 AM UTC

Christmas is near

Christmas is near When you see Bright, blinking Shiny, sparkling Lights On the highway Near my house In a stand Multi-colored, single-colored Big, small Christmas lights

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Nothing Empty Endless Dark Nothing Too much that pains But so little to feel Too much that hurts But so little to heal Everything But nothing at all Nothing Thats my numb feeling

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Oct 13, 2013

Oct 13, 2013 at 10:50 PM UTC

Numb feeling

Nothing Empty Endless Dark Nothing Too much that pains But so little to feel Too much that hurts But so little to heal Everything But nothing at all Nothing Thats my numb feeling

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Tears that hurt Pain swells Brust forth Exploding through Streaming down Down Tears that heal Let it out Let it go Let them free Let them mend Tears are destroying Breaking Crushing Cant breath Cant see Too deep Tears are helping Washing Cleansing I am alive I am free

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Oct 13, 2013

Oct 13, 2013 at 10:11 AM UTC

Tears that

Tears that hurt Pain swells Brust forth Exploding through Streaming down Down Tears that heal Let it out Let it go Let them free Let them mend Tears are destroying Breaking Crushing Cant breath Cant see Too deep Tears are helping Washing Cleansing I am alive I am free

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A long night awaits For an unforgettable dream She cries herself to sleep As the bad dreams creep Inside that rattling head of hers. The walls isolate her Keeping them close Suffocating the air Bleeding hands try Try to tear Try to break Try to bend Try to Try to But no No use.

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Sep 27, 2013

Sep 27, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC

no use

A long night awaits For an unforgettable dream She cries herself to sleep As the bad dreams creep Inside that rattling head of hers. The walls isolate her Keeping them close Suffocating the air Bleeding hands try Try to tear Try to break Try to bend Try to Try to But no No use.

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