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Stand UpStand Up
Sometimes you have to stand up for yourself
because one day, the people you once called friend
will turn and kick you down.
And sometimes, others will merely laugh and watch
and no one will stand up for you.
That’s when you have to stand up
for yourself; alone.
Learning that can be quite painful;
I had to learn that the hard way.
So many people left me behind.
So many people kicked me to the ground.
So many people lied to my face.
So many people abandoned me.
So now I stand up for myself,
not tolerating other people’s harsh words,
and defending myself when threatened.
No longer will I be looked at as weak
and no longer will people walk over me.
I’m picking myself up
and walking on my own.
I don’t need someone to hold me up
for I’m strong enough.
I Want LoveI Want Love
I want love, but not the kind
that you read about in fairy tales.
I want a love that's real.
I want someone who will stay by my side
even when things get hard to handle
and it feels like everything is crashing down.
I want someone to be willing
to lay their life down for me
as I would do the same for them.
I want someone who will hold me
when I cry,
listen when I need to vent,
and respect me.
I want a love that is faithful...
a love that is true.
Am I Wrong?Am I Wrong?
Am I wrong to live in fear
of the ones closest to me betraying me?
I mean, after all, those I once called 'friend'
no longer speak to me,
no longer smile at me,
no longer want me around.
The ones who promised to be there
left me behind in the dust.
So, am I wrong to be terrified to trust
when someone says that they'll never leave?
Am I wrong to always have to watch my back
to make sure
that a 'friend'
will not betray me?
Tell me, am I wrong
to be afraid of being broken again?
Living in DarknessLiving in Darkness
Blindfolded by my own misery,
there is no light for me to see.
My depression has become my friend
because it’s persistence never ends.
Never once has it failed to thrive
and I won’t deny that it makes me feel alive.
I’ve been drowning for far too long.
Is there a point in being strong?
Pain has become my blanket at night.
It’s the place I crawl to when I lose the fight
against the insanity that creeps at my mind.
One day, maybe peace I will find
and maybe I can return to the light.
But for now, the end is not in sight
so I will live in the darkness that binds me,
praying on day, joy I will see.
Watching over me and standing up
to put all the bullies in their place,
my protector always does what he can
to make me feel like I'm safe.
Caring and loving all the time
just to make sure that I'm okay.
This amazing man do I love
and I trust him all the same.
He's like an older brother to me
and I wouldn't trade him for the world.
He shows me that I belong
and he means so much to me.
Relationships are held together with trust,
whether it be romantic or platonic,
we all need to be able to trust.
So then, how does one respond when
they have been hurt over and over again
to the point where they can no longer trust.
I feel like a failure,
fighting to stay alive.
All I do is upset and hurt people
when I'm just tying to be good.
Maybe it would be better
if i just stopped
Beautiful NightmareBeautiful Nightmare
Hair of raven black and eyes of ocean blue;
she’s the only one who’s heart is true.
Day in and day out she loves and so
my love for her will surely grow.
By my side is she each and every day,
and when the night hits she runs away
to meet me in my dreams.
She’s watching over me, so it seems.
I never want her to flee
because without her, sanity I cannot see.
When she is by my side
I feel like I never need to hide.
She makes me feel emotions
that I never knew and they roar like the oceans.
I feel a longing I cannot name
and a lust I cannot tame.
There is sorrow that fills me up to the brim
and every now and then I feel grim.
Whenever I sleep I’m surrounded by fears
that run down my face as tears
until she comes to me in my sleep.
My heart she will keep.
Life no longer seems fair
because she is my beautiful nightmare.
Past LifePast Life
Memories of the past
come rushing into my mind
like violent waters
overtaking the land.
I'm submerged in the images
of the girl I used to be
playing on repeat
in my mind.
Once upon a time,
I was pure and innocent.
I had a heart without a crack
and a body without scars.
And now look where I am.
With heart shattered
in my hands
and my arms marked,
I stand and remember
the person I once was.
All because of a picture
of an all too familiar face
of the one that I first
gave my heart to;
the one who broke it
in a past life.
Sound in my Soul
My heart begins to beat
To the silent,slow and sweet
Sound in my soul.
I began to lose control
Of everything I know
I felt as pure as snow.
Out of everything I had
This feeling made me glad.
How could I have survived so long
Without this beautiful song?
Im starting to believe
That this feeling will never leave.
I begin to sing aloud
Im on the brink,
About to overflow
Lets get this going
And start the show.
mushroom cloud "an explosion", she said
I turned to ask her what she was talking about when I
caught sight of the tv screen, and for the tiniest of moments I caught
myself thinking that there's something beautiful about that much energy and
so much destruction; energy - would it wipe me off my feet? maybe melt the skin
right off of my bones? heat, death and poison, I don't believe there's much you or I
would be able to feel dying in those flames, and I should probably be ashamed that I
I feel I am being held captive,
Like a beautiful bird in a small iron cage.
I feel a red hot anger within me,
Like a crazy bull in a blind rage.
I feel I am in constant, spinning turmoil,
Like a delicate butterfly in a swirling tornado.
I feel as though I am lost in limbo,
Like a condemned angel without a halo.
Then it passes,
And a tinkling sound fills the room,
Kind of like good friends toasting,
Gently banging each others' glasses.
I am the One_AC Poems
I am the one who seeks Knowledge,
Hidden within these ancient relics,
Treasures of uncontrollable Power.
I am the one who seeks Leadership,
Guide the truehearted warriors,
To Fight off the evil within our World.
I am the Mentor.
I am the one who seeks Vengeance,
For the deaths of my family,
And the Lives of the Innocent.
I am the one who seeks for the Truth,
To know my enemy's plans,
In order to Stop their sinful Conspiracy.
I am the Messenger.
I am the one who seeks for Justice,
Fighting for what is right,
To gain Victory from my foe's defeat.
I am the one who seeks for Freedom,
Encounter endless battles,
To bring Peace for all people of the Nation.
I am the Warrior.
I am the one who seeks for Guidance,
To uncover the past,
From my Ancestors before me.
I am the one who seeks for Courage,
Fight through the struggles,
In order to Save the Future from Disaster.
I am the Chosen One.
CompleteI treasure books; you never study.
I hate much noise; you love to party.
I stop to think; you're quick to act,
And never ponder or regret.
I play it safe, you live to gamble.
With risk and luck your days are tangled.
I'm down-to-earth; you float on dreams,
Dismissing life's "prosaic" scenes.
I'm serious; you thrive on humor:
What I call failure, you call "bloomer."
We're opposites, like tart and sweet.
That's why, with you, I am complete.
It Didn't Reach The Ground...
It doesn't even reach the ground...
The snow just slowly falls around.
It was beautiful, I had to admit,
But it just didn't seem to fit.
The way it fell down in the south;
It didn't even reach my mouth.
It then melted into rain
And I was sad; Left in pain.
A silly thing to be sad about,
But I have never seen the snow throughout.
The first time my eyes set sight
On the rain and snow falling in the night.
Disappointment ran through my veins
And I was just left to hate the rains.
For they expertly wash away everything.
The snow; Something I have never seen.
I despise it when it betrays me so,
For it's melting what I don't want to go.
Now, It's stopped snowing and I go forth,
Yearning to go on straight to the North.
Somewhere where there's everything
And only to the rain, I don't have to cling.
I do love them, Ihonestly do
However I'm longing for something entirely new.
Once Upon A TimeOnce upon a time,
I loved you
and I once believed
that you loved me too.
I was hurt to find
that I was so wrong
and that I was living in
a fairy tale all along.
You lied to me and I was foolish
to believe your words
for your words of love
were never heard.
And once upon a time
I moved on
and decided that I really needed
to try and be strong.
I did my best to keep
my head held up high,
but I still believed
you little lies.
But now I really,
really must say
that forever and
I will no longer dwell
upon the past
and of the pain you caused
for it can not last.
I should tell you
that I'm quite happy now
and I'll be nice
and tell you how.
You see, I found love
in someone new;
someone loving and faithful,
God brought this
blue eyed man
into my life
and sparked up a plan.
I've long moved on
and I really feel sorry for you
because you're lost without
a love that is true.
So once upon a time
I grew up and grew strong
and found someone
who was truly there all along.
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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