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"steadly" poems
People make me nervous. Don't ask why, 'cause I can't explain. But they make my hair stand on end, when they walk my way. I start to steadly shake and quiver, as their body brushes against mine... I hope they just say hi and take their leave.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 11:12 AM UTC
Socially awkward
& she was steadly losing happiness the demons began to flood her mind & her grades began to fall from As to Cs & her perseverance was weak she struggled to fight back & she became lost trapped in her mind without a compass & she began to fall apart piece by precious piece & her happiness is gone the demons rule & the emptiness commands & her grades were at a all time low she failed her classes & her perseverance failed she gets up just to fall back down & she is lost the path is foggy & she can't see & she fell apart it was too late to save her she's already consumed a.c.
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Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 11:46 PM UTC
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When I am in my darkest hour, a place where I feel trapped I try to find the light, something to bring me back For all the pain that has hurt me, for all the good that had turn wrong I still discover that love that brings me home And its you, you heal my pain and suffereing Give me the strength to carry on Because of you, I am no longer lost Your embrace holds me close, a place where I finally belong I wish I could turn back the hand of time Fix all I had left behind But if life is ment to hurt, then erode into good Then I am glad I have you by myside I couldnt do this on my own This I want you to know For love is beauty that ponders everlasting Every touch exceedes to a masterpiece of endurance affection The sun rises because of this connection The moon shines with forever promises for you and I Fear no longer exists Pain is now put back in the dark ambis The unchanted door is unlock You hold the key to my heart Your love abolished my hurt You heal and mend my wounds The rythum that beats steadly to the drum, finally plays the right tune For our hearts beat as one And when I fall, I only fall in your arms The roses breaks apart and surrounds our love Drifting through the wilderness Nothing left to find We have it all, just you and I Nothing can compare to this affection As time passes my love for you ceases deeper, growing everlasting I long for you as the desert calls for rain As the father and son needs the holy ghost The mountain climb is endless, theres no limit of this road I long for you, every night and day And I pray that it will never change, til forever stopps existing
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Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 2:11 PM UTC
I Long For You
When I am in my darkest hour, a place where I feel trapped I try to find the light, something to bring me back For all the pain that has hurt me, for all the good that had turn wrong I still discover that love that brings me home And its you, you heal my pain and suffereing Give me the strength to carry on Because of you, I am no longer lost Your embrace holds me close, a place where I finally belong I wish I could turn back the hand of time Fix all I had left behind But if life is ment to hurt, then erode into good Then I am glad I have you by myside I couldnt do this on my own This I want you to know For love is beauty that ponders everlasting Every touch exceedes to a masterpiece of endurance affection The sun rises because of this connection The moon shines with forever promises for you and I Fear no longer exists Pain is now put back in the dark ambis The unchanted door is unlock You hold the key to my heart Your love abolished my hurt You heal and mend my wounds The rythum that beats steadly to the drum, finally plays the right tune For our hearts beat as one And when I fall, I only fall in your arms The roses breaks apart and surrounds our love Drifting through the wilderness Nothing left to find We have it all, just you and I Nothing can compare to this affection As time passes my love for you ceases deeper, growing everlasting I long for you as the desert calls for rain As the father and son needs the holy ghost The mountain climb is endless, theres no limit of this road I long for you, every night and day And I pray that it will never change, til forever stopps existing
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You'll never know how cool I am, when I'm around you I just lose my cool. But if you decide you decide to hold my hand, I swear I'd be warm enough for you. As cold as hearts can sometimes be, it finds a flame, only after it's found your name. As cold as my once stumbling feet, always steadly stumbling, fumbling your way. Tip-toe, one. two. One. In front of. The other. tip. Toe. Tip. This dance often repeated when I feel I've lost my grip. Tip-toe, one. Two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. toe. tip. You watch me advance, cocked brow and lip. Crawling back to you. Always crawling back to you. Always never ever feeling right until I write to you. And every night I write to you; In my head, lying awake in bed; with keyboards or with lead; with songs birthed from dread-- singing "our love is dead." And You'll never know how cool I am, cause around you I just lose my cool. So I settle for a copy, for a hobby, for a tool. As cold as hearts can sometimes be, it would thaw at a possiblity of you and me. As cold as my once stumbling feet, still steadly stumbling, fumbling your way. Tip-toe, one. two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. Toe. Tip. I don't fear your rejection, in your eyes I've already quit. Tip toe, one. Two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. toe. tip. Inching as close as I can get, Hoping you still hear your name on my lips. knowing the first thing you might say is , "Ain't this some **** "You come and go as you please, you do?" "Assuming that I'll always be here for you." But you /were/ always there And I think that's hella cool. That'd you could be so warm, To such an uncool fool.
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Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC
Cool Kids
You'll never know how cool I am, when I'm around you I just lose my cool. But if you decide you decide to hold my hand, I swear I'd be warm enough for you. As cold as hearts can sometimes be, it finds a flame, only after it's found your name. As cold as my once stumbling feet, always steadly stumbling, fumbling your way. Tip-toe, one. two. One. In front of. The other. tip. Toe. Tip. This dance often repeated when I feel I've lost my grip. Tip-toe, one. Two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. toe. tip. You watch me advance, cocked brow and lip. Crawling back to you. Always crawling back to you. Always never ever feeling right until I write to you. And every night I write to you; In my head, lying awake in bed; with keyboards or with lead; with songs birthed from dread-- singing "our love is dead." And You'll never know how cool I am, cause around you I just lose my cool. So I settle for a copy, for a hobby, for a tool. As cold as hearts can sometimes be, it would thaw at a possiblity of you and me. As cold as my once stumbling feet, still steadly stumbling, fumbling your way. Tip-toe, one. two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. Toe. Tip. I don't fear your rejection, in your eyes I've already quit. Tip toe, one. Two. One. In front of. The other. Tip. toe. tip. Inching as close as I can get, Hoping you still hear your name on my lips. knowing the first thing you might say is , "Ain't this some **** "You come and go as you please, you do?" "Assuming that I'll always be here for you." But you /were/ always there And I think that's hella cool. That'd you could be so warm, To such an uncool fool.
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The Mistake My life, Was a mistake coupled with regret, depression, and sad emotions My life has been a sad existance since before I came out my mothers womb. My birth spelled death to my mother for, she was given a 18-life sentence. I was a mistake so I must pay For all of my life my feelings have been cheerful and upbeat. But my laugh was used to deceive what my eyes cannot. My pain is unforgiving and is my penitence. I must suffer alone cast away in a small cold lead box Being left to rot, forgotten about because I never should have been born. I’m not apart of this world. Niether heaven or hell awaits one who was never supposed to exist. I was born from nothing and shall go back to nothing So why? What is the purpose of a life like this, I say as I ‘m kneeling in my small lead box. A boy with no name always acting cheerful and upbeat. Now a man refered to as John Doe lonely depressed and with a wish for a long painless sleep. Suddenly he has a realization for the first time, he had existed, he had lived. He felt he was not worth it so his friends he pushed away He is the reason for him being alone, for now he knows this hell that is his life is of his own mental construct The bitterness and cold he placed upon himself was to much to bear. All the emotions he thought he never had steadly came flowing out of him in the form of his first tears. His tears full of regret and warmth lifted some of the burden on his heavy heart. He could feel the heat of his own body as his once frozen heart began to beat. His first time feeling alive ironicly was his last His heart unfrozen could not take the burden of his past. He died a slow painful death in that lead box with screams unheard. Alone, not missed, no one shed a tear, because no one knew who he was A nameless man forgotten about in time Almost……almost like he never existed.
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Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 4:19 AM UTC
The Mistake
The Mistake My life, Was a mistake coupled with regret, depression, and sad emotions My life has been a sad existance since before I came out my mothers womb. My birth spelled death to my mother for, she was given a 18-life sentence. I was a mistake so I must pay For all of my life my feelings have been cheerful and upbeat. But my laugh was used to deceive what my eyes cannot. My pain is unforgiving and is my penitence. I must suffer alone cast away in a small cold lead box Being left to rot, forgotten about because I never should have been born. I’m not apart of this world. Niether heaven or hell awaits one who was never supposed to exist. I was born from nothing and shall go back to nothing So why? What is the purpose of a life like this, I say as I ‘m kneeling in my small lead box. A boy with no name always acting cheerful and upbeat. Now a man refered to as John Doe lonely depressed and with a wish for a long painless sleep. Suddenly he has a realization for the first time, he had existed, he had lived. He felt he was not worth it so his friends he pushed away He is the reason for him being alone, for now he knows this hell that is his life is of his own mental construct The bitterness and cold he placed upon himself was to much to bear. All the emotions he thought he never had steadly came flowing out of him in the form of his first tears. His tears full of regret and warmth lifted some of the burden on his heavy heart. He could feel the heat of his own body as his once frozen heart began to beat. His first time feeling alive ironicly was his last His heart unfrozen could not take the burden of his past. He died a slow painful death in that lead box with screams unheard. Alone, not missed, no one shed a tear, because no one knew who he was A nameless man forgotten about in time Almost……almost like he never existed.
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I put my headphones in watching the scenery go by. I look up at the night sky speeding past . The tires of the car are steadly driving practically kissing the road . Silence is my bestfriend. We spend days togehter, and nights together. I look up at my parents at them. My dad looks at me through the mirror and says "val why are you quiet? Are you okay ?" I paused my music shrugged and said the normal "I'm fine" I play my music again . Little did they know I learned something about myself, the things I can do . My parents say one thing ,But their minds say something else . Yes I can read minds, I don't want to seek help from my parents because they would either A. Think I'm crazy or B.Send me to some testing facility . We are riding to my new boarding school RoseHaven . The students there seem to have powers too , but it's a secret . I hope I make new friends . I'm really nervous ... We finally pull up to the school . My parents walk me from the parking lot ,to the court yard, to the headmasters. I say goodbye to my parents. I wasn't sad about leaving my parents, they always focused on the job. I finally have time with the headmasters....... TO BE CONTINUED
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC
Should I make this a book . (rose haven a spinoff of winterhaven)