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Turn Off The Lights Oct 2014

She wanted to cry into someone's arms.
She felt like screaming.
But no one would hold her.
No one would hear her.
No one would scare her demons away.
Because no one cared.
At first she'd thought it was their fault.
All of them.
But maybe she had to stop blaming others for mistakes she had made.
She was the one pushing people away.
Maybe it was a test.
To see if people would follow her, be faithful, loyal to her.
It was a selfish act, but maybe she didn't care.
Too many people had been ripped out from her, and she never wanted to feel this way again.
Torn apart, broken, lonely.
She wanted to be sure her friends couldn't be ripped out, or wouldn't run away from her.
But it failed.
Every. Single time.
And alone she felt.
And alone she was.
All alone.
People were all selfish, weren't they?
So it made sense that they'd let her go.
They were selfish, too.
But now she had had enough.
She could not take anymore.
She was tired.
Tired of being alone.
Tired of being left out.
Tired of pushing people away.
Tired of being angry.
She needed real love.
She used to be called sunshine.
But she felt like a shadow.
She had walked in the light and now she experienced darkness.
It was dreadful.
She wanted to run and catch up with the ghost of sun she once was.
But she was tired.
She didn't feel her body anymore.
She was just an idea.
An idea of love, an idea of what her life should have been like.
An idea, a heavy weight.
She dragged herself around, knowing she needed someone to figure out what kind of distress she was in.
Knowing she needed someone strong enough to lift the weight off of her.
She waited.
And waited.
And it dawned on her.
Humans needed each other.

#love #need #hear #scream #human

pookie Oct 2014

Lost for words

I miss you,
You know the hardest thing in the world is waking up and realising your not there,
That your voice won't be the first thing I hear,
I miss you terribly,
And honestly I don't know how to put it into words.

I miss you........

I can't put it down in words there's nothing to say other than I miss you.

#love #words #life #depressed #lost #hear #i #miss

Pauline Celerio Oct 2014

I Hear

I hear the whimper of a sad owl in the middle of the burning night
I hear the tears falling from silence.
I hear the whisper of the beating, living, loving heart.
I hear the pain of the paper, the brittle, torn-apart.
I hear the trembling voice of a singer-mute,
I hear the glory in the hearts of youth.
I hear the thundering thoughts of a curious mind,
I hear the music of a broken light.
I hear the sorrow of a happy smile,
I hear the everlasting love, everlasting time.
I hear the whimper of a sad owl in the middle of the burning night,
I hear the tears falling from a distance inside.
I hear the glaze of the autumn rain beginning to fall,
I hear it as I write.
I hear it all.

#listen #hear

Frustrated Poet Sep 2014

Hear

you're too busy targeting the next spot
you'll bury that knife
pierced not into my back
but in my heart

what we have is real and we're genuinely happy
and it's rare to find in this world that's ******
so stop meddling with ours
it wont do you any better
i hope you'll find yours
but you're clouded and bitter

stop being so **** judgmental. we're human too.

#hear #stop #blind #foolish #judgmental

tc Sep 2014

take all my senses, give me you

i was playing skindred and you were looking at me with an undeniable smirk and i pulled you closer, not with my hands but with my eyes and i can stay awake til 4am writing poetry for you

and i'd never sleep again to write poetry for you

and i'd never talk again so i could listen to all your words and all your stories

and i'd never walk again unless it meant beside you

and i'll never grasp anything tighter than i did you

and i'll never caress anything the way i did you because i'll never be within reach of something more precious

and i want to touch you, not even sexually, i just want to feel the hairs on your arms rise because of my fingertips

you are so pretty
i'd give my eyesight so that the images of you burned into my brain aren't ever replaced

#love #senses #life #passion #happiness #hear #sight #touch #smell #taste

Naptural Mermaid Dec 2013

A Poet

I call myself a poet
Yet I'm not grammarly correct
Taking bad breaks
Rhyming here and there

I call myself a poet
As if poetry has been instilled in me
Like I learned it

I call myself a poet
Who has nothing to say but to
Only express my complex emotions

I call myself a poet
Maybe I'm just some pretentious girl
Trying to be deep
Knowing that the words I express
Are not me

I call myself a poet
Hoping that one day
Someone else will know it

I call myself a poet
Repetition of these words
So it could be heard
That I call myself a poet

#love #poetry #poet #teen #listen #hear #me #myself #read #heard

bear Sep 2014

brown bear, brown bear

brown bear, brown bear,
What do you see?
A sky of shining lights
slowly fills your dark cavity.

brown bear, brown bear,
What do you hear?
A rebellious, rumbustious crowd
yelling with hate and cheer.

brown bear, brown bear,
What do you smell?
A rising fire of hatred
that always seems to dwell.

brown bear, brown bear,
What do you taste?
The sweet satisfaction of victory,
but a bitter mouthful of disgrace.

brown bear, brown bear,
What do you feel?
nothing.
None of it seems real.

#senses #life #hear #changing #feel #see #smell #brown #taste #bear

Sam Po Aug 2014

She cries

tears cascades
on her cheeks
dampens her wounded heart

She cried
#crying #wounded

#crying #hear #she #cries #wounded