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aviisevil Jan 2014
Behind all those giggles and smiles
There are tears of pain
Inside this emptiness
There's a boy , trying to be whole again

He writes long stories ,
Want someone to read between the lines
Look what he's upto
He tells it all in rhymes

He knows it's his own fault
But he never chose to be this way
Friends and enemies alike
No one comes his way

So don't tell him ,
how much you care
Because when the time comes
No one is there to share

He Dosent need the crowd
Just the one
But maybe he's doing it wrong
Because he can't find that someone

And he's given up hope and faith
He knows , He can't hide from fate
Still he has locked himself inside those doors
Unseen , living for just a few moments more

Living on borrowed time
He has to wait some more
Looking for the right time
Before he's gone

He wants to scream in their faces
And tell them what it's like to be
But all he can do is whisper
And hope someday they could see

That the little boy , Is gone for good
In peace , he'll be cold
He was there when no one else was
Empty stories needn't be told

Maybe love can change it all
Make him turn around
But no one loves him
In time , He will fall down

In time , in his mind
He knows whats true
He's wise , he can't survive
On borrowed time he's alive

Still he's holding on
Maybe somewhere in the crowd
Someone will look through those eyes
Behind all those lies
Someone will finally know why he cries

But in time ,

the little boy , will be gone for good
In peace , he'll be cold
He was there when no one else was
Empty stories needn't be told




The stars will still shine
And the crowd will still smile
But somewhere far away
It will rain

There will still be the sunrise
Ain't a thing that'll change
But somewhere far away
It will pain

From far away
Whispers will turn to screams
Empty echoes no one could hear
In time , it'll all be clear


That the little boy , Is gone for good
In peace , he'll be cold
He was there when no one else was
Empty stories needn't be told
i had to move my pitch counter
after it was lifted i reset it
0000
i never told you what that was for
but now that youre 0001
i dont think it matters anymore

it was moved to aid in the removal
of those tacky though plush covers
the pink ones with the cat
those that you harassed me over
pointed with other people and laughed
well they came off but thats not the story either

when they first became unsnugged
i found the liquid gold
small black bottle by europeans
as pure and as innocent as it could be
hiding right in plain sight
but you neednt hide when no one looks

as i held that child
and looked over my shoulder
for you mostly but him too
trimmed the rosebush and piled it
atop a smouldering heap of ashes
i knew that it would
be acceptable to sleep again
if only for a night
Katelyn Dec 2013
yesterday i
opened my eyes
only to close them
because i was blinded
by harsh words
i needn't hear
at six in the morning

yesterday i
forced myself out
of bed and into
the shower and was
even scolded by
water that was
too hot to handle

yeserday

yesterday i
went to bed trying to
convince myself the
covers would
keep me safe
but i dreampt of
places i promised myself
i would
get over by the days end

today i
today i
today i woke up
forced myself
out of bed and
into the shower but
did not let
anything or anyone
scold me
about things i neednt hear
at six in the morning
In the jungle i grew
Braveness was a call. Mediocracy critized
And togetherness built!

Luck was hard to catch
Though i swarm to you,
The Deepest inn of the picture
All for one like a captured shadow.
Which waves can sail us apart
When the future already wrote our history in smiles
To the deep sea of humans my eye netted you,
My blood fused you,
My hearted stamped you in.
Neednt i have to lock?,
....You are diagonized to stay!

A fueling joy, a stripped happiness, naked money with an invitation to treat.
A fuse to swapping rejoice, a price worth paid for all the lost tears
Dark the Roads Ive travelled on,
shunning from the Light-
All of them led to the Same point,
hear this now, my plight.
True you might believe at first-
God you neednt need-
but Just remember to walk the talk that you so easy speak.
For time has come to make my peace(my chance to be redeemed)-with God whom i still yet seek repentance"s what i need.
For every thought an action born,
someday you will atone-
remember in the End,theres God-and God only alone...
There is NO BETTER TIME to make ur Peace with God,than at this very minute-For tomorrow might be too late...God keep you safe dear reader-                                              ***.                                              FredErick
AnonEMouse Jul 2017
Suffering is the path to enlightenment; we neednt only to be afraid
A moment ago
It passed in the blink of an eye
I had faith
I had hope
I had You dear Lord right by my side

But things are turning around
And Life feels unfair
To only knock me down
And it feels like im sinking
In a sea of despair
Where have You gone
Why arent You there

And this world brings
Only fear,heartache
And doubt
In Your Hand that will lead
In Your protection and care
When ive reached the limit
Of my souls despair

How do i keep believing??





Yesterday i dreamed
I was walking in a field
Flowers blooming unendingly
The sky and sun was clear and blue
And i wondered how come all seems so simple and true
And i heard a voice
Echo on the wind:

My child
Just like a flower has its life
It was through strife
That it waited out
It was through hardships and uncertainty
That its roots started to sprout
It wasnt expected to grow
if it depended on itself
But by My care and My hand
I sent rain
I sent sun
And slowly its leaves
Began to open up out
And through endless fight
Against many trials
Finally its flower
Found its way out
And for a time
And while
It lives on this Earth
But soon it will wilt
And its presence will die
But here lies the promise
It was Me that gave it
The faith to believe
That it will bloom
cared by My own love
And until it has seeded
Not a moment sooner
Will it produce new blooms
When its time is spent

You neednt rely on your own strength
I am the Caregiver
Till the very end
Just know
And be assured
Life begins and it end
With and through Me

Find new Belief
From Me
I watch over you
I renew your Hope
And like a flower
You will bloom
And grow
And seed
And eternally carry on
By my Hand
And My Love....
And i know
the reason for crying
And i know
Why there is dying
And i know
Whats the use denying
That Life is Life
And all but trying

And i know
Through tears come hope
And i know
Somehow you learn to cope
And i know
It takes some timing
To keep your soul a float

And i know
You neednt wonder
And i know
Youre left to ponder
And i know
Just push a sunder
All the fear and all the pain

For
It takes some trying
And it takes
Some crying
To stop denying
That there is no more Hope
For
It takes trials
And it takes
Some fighting
In the end
Theres sunlight shining
Behind a cloud of doubt

And i know
You are  but trying
And i know
Through tears youve cried
The sun is shining
The passing through the night
And i know
Life seems so worthwhile
And i know
In the end you'will smile
For Faith and love
make it worthwhile

And i know
Oh
Yes
I know
Shaylie Apr 4
Some things neednt be said
They stand the way ancient trees do
Just like the way
I love you
katherine Feb 2020
i was fine china.
my grandmother
locked me up for safety.
never to be used,
and never to be
hurt

but,
you always felt the need
to take me out of the cabinet
and treat me like a play thing.
no care for my fragile state,
my ornate beauty.

thats the thing,
i was frail,
thin enough you could crack me
with only a touch
you neednt
throw me around.
speak loudly and with conviction,
and my beauty becomes tainted.
no longer does a common viewer
see me as
palatable.

now,
loving me requires work.
i am no longer the china
contained and validated
through others’ opinions.
i am instead,
the mosaic of the glass
after it plummets to and scatters on
the floor.

my beauty is in the pieces
and the new beings they create.
no longer a cup
cradling your abuse.

you broke what i was.
and that let me be
anything
my strong,
beautiful,
unbreakable self wants.

— The End —