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Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
You Say You Are A Gentle Creature,
But You Have Sharp Teeth And Claws To Match,
You Say You Are Unique,
But You Are Much Too Similar To Those In Every Batch,
You Say I Am Wrong,
Is That Your Pleasure?
You Think You Are Incredible,
But You Are No Treasure,
You Say You're Innocent,
But You're Just Plain Mean,
If I Even Look At You,
You Try To Lower My Self-Esteem,
I Didn't Think I Did Anything,
But You've Shown Me Who You Really Are,
I Know I Never Said A Cruel Word,
So Why Did You Choose To Leave A Scar?
I Could Be A Lot More Sad--But I Will Not Dwell On Someone Mean :P A Bit Of A Childish Poem But I Hope You Like!
:( I'm Not Very Good At Picking Out Friends Sometimes :(
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
The Base Vibrates All Throughout My Body,
The Melody Expanding In My Tired Chest,
My Mind Drawing A Blank--Just How I Like It,
My Lips Forming Every Vowel With Care,
Oh Music Take Me Away,
Let Your Notes Heal The Wounds On My Soul,
Let Your Lyrics Fill My Empty Lips,
I Want To Be The Rhythm That Touches My Ear,
I Want To Be The Tune Which Soothes My Hurt,
Oh Music Let Me Be You,
My Fists Finally Have Something To Hold Onto,
My Heart Finally Has A Purpose To Keep The Beat,
There Is A Reason Inside My Mind,
There Is A Memory In Which I Confide,
Oh Music Thank You For Saving Me,
My Passion Breathes For The Beat,
My Soul Swims For The Story,
I Finally Found The Key,
In The Form Of A Line,
Oh Music *You Set Me Free
One Of Those Relaxing Music Composing/Listening Days :)
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
As Horses With Blinders We Walk Half Blind,
Hate Grows With A Fury Strong As A Flame,
Ignorance Is Traded Like A Disease,
Cruel Words Infect Every Cell In The Mind,
And Every Mind--Is In Some Type Of Cell,
Caged In A Reality That Doesn't Matter,
But Who Is To Say One Even Does?
Our Souls Are Now Clouded With Confusion,
Our Hearts Centered In Narcissistic Joy,
This City Smog Turning Us Doves,
Into Copies And Clones Of Rock Pigeons,
Twisted Smiles Surreptitiously Lurk,
In Every Corner And Every Hallway,
The Real Question Is--What Have We Become?
It May Be Chiché--Ugly In Physique,
And It May Never Ever Be Answered,
We Know We Have The Power To Change It,
To Change All This Bloodcurdling Chaos,
But I Think The Question Really Is *When Will We
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
White Knuckles Clench No Dreams,
Lips Speak No Truth--No Beauty,
Skin Beaten Black And Blue,
From The Hollowed Hearts We Carry,
Most Crumble Under This Weight,
Disintegrating Under The Influence,
Of Stereotypical Fame, Image, And Behavior,
Of Imperious And Deleterious Pride,
This Beginning Is No End--Just A Plethora Of Paths,
But Most Of Us Think That There Is No End,
So We Make One For Ourselves,
There Is No Ambition To Push For Change,
There Is No Passion Which Burns Behind Our Eyes,
There Is No Rapture In Our Already Corrupted Souls,
Our Minds Are Asleep--Drunk With The Desire To Escape,
We Have Palms--But They Do Not Reach For Stars,
We Have Feet--But We Don't Know How To Stand,
And We Have Eyelids, But We Cannot Keep Them Open
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
Fire Folding Fringes Of Forgotten Paper,
Embers Glowing Gently In The Sky,
Mimicing The Stars--Tangled In The Very Fabric,
Of The Web Of Words In A Worn Script,
Cryptic Yet So Familiar It Hurts,
Golden And Scarlett The Trail Burns Torrid,
The Fire Swallows The Moon In One Hearty Gulp,
And The Flame Stitches That Empty Chasm Shut,
Blackened Smoke Seals The Last Crevasses In The Sky,
Leaving The Stars Peering Through Thick Clouds,
And The Embers Waved To Them Lightly,
As They Completely Cooled And Fell As Husks,
And The Mighty Flames Still Reached For Out Of This World,
Soot Stained The Ground Paving The Path Goodbye,
The Flame Slowly Dwindled To A Light Kindle,
As My Eyes Ajusted To The Returning Moonlight
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
Lights Whirling,
Fate Twirling,
Space Swirling,
Hope Mirroring

Pain Belated,
Fears Sedated,
Failure Ungraded,
Courage Reigniting

Atoms Meeting,
Glitches Depleting,
I Am Breathing,
For The First Time In Life

Angels Singing,
Thoughts Flinging,
Wounds Stinging,
Only To Be Healed    

To Find The Wonder,
In A Crash Of Thunder,
Go To The Stars
I Really Have Nothing To Write About:P Not Extravagant But Please Enjoy!
Sydney Victoria Jan 2013
It Was The Beginning Of A New World,
The Warm Belated Scent Of Spring Grew Strong,
Butterflies Returned With A Gentle Hum,
Birds Awoke With The Element Of Song,
The Bitter Snow Has Fallen In Lush Grass,
As Stems Of Flowers Grew Mighty And Long,
She Stood Elegant--Her Dress Eggshell White,
Yet She Looked Like She Perfectly Belonged,
Her Soot Black Hair Was As Dark As The Raven's,
The Tune Which She Hummed Was Rich As A Gong's,
Her Feet Were Bare And Smooth As Spider's Silk,
She Held The Sun And Guided It Along,
Along Rivers, Ravines, And Human Roads,
She Returned The Warmth Which The Creatures Longed,
She Healed Winter's Wounds And Gathered Those Past,
Nurtured Them And Took Them Where They Belonged,
Her Eyes Were Green As The New Foliage,
Her Soul Was Sweet And Gentle As A Song,
But Her Only Job Was To Bring Back Spring,
*Then She Was Just A Whisper On The Wind
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