#imsad - Hello Poetry

let the sound of the music drown out the check engine light as your pulse beats to the drums

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Jul 19, 2019

Jul 19, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC

Rachdunn

Roads

let the sound of the music drown out the check engine light as your pulse beats to the drums

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You are the combination of two bloodlines. Within each other is another combination of two, made from a combination of two, and continuing through... by combinations of two. Deep through these ancestral roots come attributes that I have acquitted from you; my mother, who came from her mother, who came from her mother, who came from her mother... and so on. When I was in my mother's belly, I felt the hands of the women of our time, cradling our every move, holding her and I as I slowly grew out of my cocoon. And as my wings began to spread; I realized I have inherited my array of colors, from these women that I have never met. When my great-great-grandmother passed on from life, her blood continued from her daughter to my grandmother, to my mother, and to I. Here in my veins lie centuries of scars from the women who have created the foundation where I lie. In my bones; I carry a history book of secrets and wisdom from the women of our time You are the combination of two bloodlines. Within each other is another combination of two, made from a combination of two, and continuing through... by combinations of two. Not only was my existence possible because of the mothers of life, but contributing to my being as well, is the fathers that came from the lifetimes before I. I may not be male like you, but still, I carry the braveness on my shoulders that you have passed down to me from you. My strength blossomed before I laid my eyes on this earth for the first time, and in that time came my pride in where my heart resides. I was taught that I was a princess, one whose kingdom was the strongest; and even when I fall, I am never down for the longest. The hands of the men of my bloodline reach down, to pull me up when I have tumbled to the ground. This is the sound of my heartbeat, this is the sound of life. I came from the men and women from lifetimes of bloodlines."

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Jul 21, 2018

Jul 21, 2018 at 12:10 AM UTC

tiannaajacquez

BloodLine

You are the combination of two bloodlines. Within each other is another combination of two, made from a combination of two, and continuing through... by combinations of two. Deep through these ancestral roots come attributes that I have acquitted from you; my mother, who came from her mother, who came from her mother, who came from her mother... and so on. When I was in my mother's belly, I felt the hands of the women of our time, cradling our every move, holding her and I as I slowly grew out of my cocoon. And as my wings began to spread; I realized I have inherited my array of colors, from these women that I have never met. When my great-great-grandmother passed on from life, her blood continued from her daughter to my grandmother, to my mother, and to I. Here in my veins lie centuries of scars from the women who have created the foundation where I lie. In my bones; I carry a history book of secrets and wisdom from the women of our time You are the combination of two bloodlines. Within each other is another combination of two, made from a combination of two, and continuing through... by combinations of two. Not only was my existence possible because of the mothers of life, but contributing to my being as well, is the fathers that came from the lifetimes before I. I may not be male like you, but still, I carry the braveness on my shoulders that you have passed down to me from you. My strength blossomed before I laid my eyes on this earth for the first time, and in that time came my pride in where my heart resides. I was taught that I was a princess, one whose kingdom was the strongest; and even when I fall, I am never down for the longest. The hands of the men of my bloodline reach down, to pull me up when I have tumbled to the ground. This is the sound of my heartbeat, this is the sound of life. I came from the men and women from lifetimes of bloodlines."

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i don't think i've ever been in a place in myself where i've felt wanted i feel kind of dark my eyes are burning i'm not sure what to think sorry i exist i'll go -j.p.

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Mar 8, 2018

Mar 8, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC

clairvoyantsoul

want

i don't think i've ever been in a place in myself where i've felt wanted i feel kind of dark my eyes are burning i'm not sure what to think sorry i exist i'll go -j.p.

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I read the book, I wrote the notes and I interpreted. I came in to school, and the teacher told me wrong. I my interpretation was totally off, even though I had resonable proof for my assumptions. I just don't see, what others see, Ya know?

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Sep 30, 2016

Sep 30, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC

addisonmay

Analize

I read the book, I wrote the notes and I interpreted. I came in to school, and the teacher told me wrong. I my interpretation was totally off, even though I had resonable proof for my assumptions. I just don't see, what others see, Ya know?

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Read between the lines. Pictures sometimes lie. Why hasn't he called? Do you like her more than me? I can't sleep. You never sleep. You're still asleep? I love you. I think. I hate you. I don't. I wouldn't blame you. I wish I never loved you. Please leave.

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Sep 19, 2016

Sep 19, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC

l-h

"intuition"

Read between the lines. Pictures sometimes lie. Why hasn't he called? Do you like her more than me? I can't sleep. You never sleep. You're still asleep? I love you. I think. I hate you. I don't. I wouldn't blame you. I wish I never loved you. Please leave.

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I am your friend... I am the underdog/ I am the rebel/ I am the forgotten/ I am the mocked/ I stand up for the persecuted, weak, discriminated, Even though am not the one who fell asleep upon a tear soaked pillow tonight, Even though I am not the one discriminated against for something i can not change, Even though I am not the one outcasted only to be surrounded by laughter and wallow in my self pity, I will be that one, Holding your hand, Making you laugh, Fighting for you, And you are worth it. You may not know, But because of you i have lost many experiences and people. Best Friends, Birthday dinners, My Thursday nights, The religion i have been baptized into. And still i say, you were worth it.

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Mar 3, 2016

Mar 3, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC

a-19

For the Ones Whos' Voices May Never Be Heard

I am your friend... I am the underdog/ I am the rebel/ I am the forgotten/ I am the mocked/ I stand up for the persecuted, weak, discriminated, Even though am not the one who fell asleep upon a tear soaked pillow tonight, Even though I am not the one discriminated against for something i can not change, Even though I am not the one outcasted only to be surrounded by laughter and wallow in my self pity, I will be that one, Holding your hand, Making you laugh, Fighting for you, And you are worth it. You may not know, But because of you i have lost many experiences and people. Best Friends, Birthday dinners, My Thursday nights, The religion i have been baptized into. And still i say, you were worth it.

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My life is weird Nothing feels right All that's going on in my head is a war I sit and smile But inside I'm screaming Crying Pleading I don't know what's wrong I want to know Please Dear God above Make this stop What's going on anymore? Heck if I knew Things aren't what they used to be Can things just go back to normal? But what is normal? I don't know if I know what normal is I don't think this is it though You keep saying that you're doing what's best Maybe for you, but not for me I wish you could just truly see What's going on inside of me

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May 18, 2015

May 18, 2015 at 9:37 PM UTC

Speen

What's Going On

My life is weird Nothing feels right All that's going on in my head is a war I sit and smile But inside I'm screaming Crying Pleading I don't know what's wrong I want to know Please Dear God above Make this stop What's going on anymore? Heck if I knew Things aren't what they used to be Can things just go back to normal? But what is normal? I don't know if I know what normal is I don't think this is it though You keep saying that you're doing what's best Maybe for you, but not for me I wish you could just truly see What's going on inside of me

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They scream louder this time There's nothing I can do I am everything they never wanted It's so clear to me now Pulsing music from my iPod Drowns Their voices out I know that wont stop the fight Just from you hearing it I cant help but think of when they were happy I wonder if it was my fault If I had just been beautiful Mom would have tried to halt If had gotten straight A's Dad would have cared Instead of hurting me I've tried so long for them to see All I've ever wanted them to be What every other family always had But my cries and pleas have only left me Hopeless, Broken, Sad Once again I open that drawer I sadly know to well Grab that blade To solve everything At least for now I lift my sleeve Just one cut I close my eyes shut One tear slips down my vulnerable face Then the flashbacks Once again Of the times where my father made sure I knew No one will ever want me I let that blade break through my skin I hope to God that I'll eventually be okay

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Jan 8, 2015

Jan 8, 2015 at 12:20 PM UTC

hopeless-wonderland

The Abuse

They scream louder this time There's nothing I can do I am everything they never wanted It's so clear to me now Pulsing music from my iPod Drowns Their voices out I know that wont stop the fight Just from you hearing it I cant help but think of when they were happy I wonder if it was my fault If I had just been beautiful Mom would have tried to halt If had gotten straight A's Dad would have cared Instead of hurting me I've tried so long for them to see All I've ever wanted them to be What every other family always had But my cries and pleas have only left me Hopeless, Broken, Sad Once again I open that drawer I sadly know to well Grab that blade To solve everything At least for now I lift my sleeve Just one cut I close my eyes shut One tear slips down my vulnerable face Then the flashbacks Once again Of the times where my father made sure I knew No one will ever want me I let that blade break through my skin I hope to God that I'll eventually be okay

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1.) 8/12/14 11:48 Pm  Breath in the smell  The smell of your smoking wrist  Burnt with the last razor not stained with blood  Smoke the demons out of the red blood cells  As if you lost the white in the sea of your own tears 2.) 8/14/14 4:59 Pm  I might as well been on the Great Wall of China   As you pushed me away  Because I’ve never fallen so hard, so fast  And I feel dead 3.) 8/14/14 6:23 Pm  I begged, I kept begging.  For what?  I have forgotten what I wanted.   I’m ashamed of crying. Not for the tears  But the bruises left not by anyone but myself.  I can point you to self afflicted scars  I can point you to the burns left inside my throat by a numbing agent Aka *****   I can show you the way my fist curls when I beat the pain out.   I’ll show you how ****** I am, eventually. 4.) 8/14/14 7:15 Pm  A sharpened knife & a pitch black room  Such a lovely couple  Just light a candle & watch in the dim flickering light as they make red passionate love.  It’s hard to miss, you can taste it in the air.   It’s almost like a bullet in the mouth ready to be unloaded. Addendum, plot-twist; the passionate love is my blood.

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Aug 23, 2014

Aug 23, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC

BiehnyBaby

What's the point of a title? It just makes you from your own opinion and focus less on the words that come from the dark part of my head

1.) 8/12/14 11:48 Pm  Breath in the smell  The smell of your smoking wrist  Burnt with the last razor not stained with blood  Smoke the demons out of the red blood cells  As if you lost the white in the sea of your own tears 2.) 8/14/14 4:59 Pm  I might as well been on the Great Wall of China   As you pushed me away  Because I’ve never fallen so hard, so fast  And I feel dead 3.) 8/14/14 6:23 Pm  I begged, I kept begging.  For what?  I have forgotten what I wanted.   I’m ashamed of crying. Not for the tears  But the bruises left not by anyone but myself.  I can point you to self afflicted scars  I can point you to the burns left inside my throat by a numbing agent Aka *****   I can show you the way my fist curls when I beat the pain out.   I’ll show you how ****** I am, eventually. 4.) 8/14/14 7:15 Pm  A sharpened knife & a pitch black room  Such a lovely couple  Just light a candle & watch in the dim flickering light as they make red passionate love.  It’s hard to miss, you can taste it in the air.   It’s almost like a bullet in the mouth ready to be unloaded. Addendum, plot-twist; the passionate love is my blood.

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