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2012As I sit here and look back on the year,
Reminiscing on times that have disappeared,
All I can come up with is that I'm sorry,
And I just hope that I can grow from these stories.

In 2012 the world won't end, but mine almost did,
I submerged to the bottom, I withdrew and hid,
But somehow I emerged stronger,
And I've learned so much, my weakness no longer.

I have good intentions, I swear I do,
I never meant to hurt you, that much is true,
But just like everything in life,
We evolve from our pain and strife,
And as I stabbed you with this double sided blade,
Our personalities have been remade.

To everyone that I've caused pain,
By these hands

To Love a Ghost I sometimes think that the reason I haven't been able to truly love someone in real life
is because a ghost holds my heart in his hands.

It's taken me awhile to admit,
but my heart belongs to a ghost,

He visits me at night as I sleep,
upon waking into a dream
I can feel his hands at my hips,

I get lost,
so lost in these times
that I swear I have never experienced
a moment so magnetic,

Daylight has never given me such a second,
it's only when I shut my eyes can I feel
the touch of a poltergeist,

The air is always thick
and foreheads damp with sweat,
then I reach for him
and I lose my sight,

All I can see are the
hot tan

Reason To Believe"Reason To Believe"

I long for hope that burns inside of me
Because there are so many things that I've never seen
So many places that I've never been
So much beauty that has yet to begin

This hope I long for that burns inside of me
Is the means and reason for me to believe
In all the things I've known and everything I have
For things can never really be that bad.

This hope I have is what pushes me forward
Slightly northward and around the corner
Its what gets me by each and every day
Because you never know what tomorrow may convey

You never really know what the future holds
Some days are bronze while others are gold
You never r

My Soul to KeepHeart beats fast,
fingers tapping,
nerves are stretching,
so close to snapping.

Try to calm down.
Take a deep breath,
feel so weak,
so close to death.

Nervously shaking,
and the clock's ticking slow.
When will it be over?
When's my time to go?

Can't wait,
about to break.
God, I'm here,
my soul to take.

Take it now.
I'm really done,
tired of fighting,
don't want to run.

I just want to rest,
just want to sleep,
take me forever,
my soul to keep.

Your Only Son"Your Only Son"

I know I can never be someone who I'm not
But I hope I don't become someone you forgot
And all the years that pass; and all the years that fade
Please God will you make this pain go away?

My head is seeing colors; my eyes are seeing lines
I force myself to tell people I am always fine
Because if they took a journey deep inside my mind
They'd run away in fear; they would cower and hide

Why is it that I do the things I know?
Those ideas of self-abuse are ones I can't outgrow
And all the cuts and scars; all the knives and blades
Resemble all the failures resting in my name

I don't even understand the way I always th

DreamwalkerDreamwalker--
lurking at the seams
watching her eyes flicker,
sleep making reality blur.

He creeps along,
weaving his song
exposing subconscious secrets
sewn in her hidden regrets.

Dreamwalker--
his eyes meet with hers,
only to slowly fade away.
For she wakes to light of day.

Who Are You?"Who Are You?"

Not everything in our lives
Will be handed to us on plates
I can tell you once we're alive
We have such undecided fates

There are those who like to strive
And always question themselves
Like the bees that buzz in hives
Honey doesn't make itself

Some of us are leaders
We grab bulls by their ropes
If you fall into this category
You will never lose your hope

But some hide and cower
Running from their fears
This prolongs the inevitable
When they break down after years

Others are just so lazy
They don't even want to try
They reside in rooms so hazy
They stare with bloodshot eyes

There are those who keep on tryin

A New and Bright FriendshipIt's always been hard to explain my feelings
But right now I'm speechless
I've never thought I could care so much
So quickly
Yet here I am
Offering my help and support
No matter what.

Some of my darkest corners
Smile when I talk to you
My worries begin to fade
And my stomach feels warm
A new and bright friendship
I'm just glad I met you.

Broken Hearts Still BeatingThe lightning-spliced sky illuminates my bedroom
and I'm crouched in the corner, embraced by the dark,
thinking of how there could have been a chance
for me to wake up next to you, your emerald eyes
webbed with emotion, your body limp
from jerking in your sleep. I imagine ruffled sheets,
broken lamps, and permeating heat.

I think of how we could have jogged together
along roadsides and doubled over with thorns
in our ribs at your feeble attempts to whistle Dixie.
I'm collapsing inward, reminiscing on the truths
I should have told you and how every boy I pass
has your face, your dark brown hair, your lips.
And I cry. Oh, do I cry.

MuteI rip out my vocal cords
One at a time
With no disregard towards
The blood and gore I'm

Getting on my rotting palms
No one cares anyways
They wouldn't care if I was dropping bombs
They're too wrapped up in their own days

Why make myself mute
Now they can't hear me complain
About my oh so very cute
And insignificant pain

Now they won't need
To suffer anymore
They will be freed
From me, only a constant sore

Dream Eater"Dream Eater"

Why can't I awake this time?
I keep watching someone die every night
I can't even tell if I am alive
Have I finally lost what's left of my mind?

I can feel something envelop me
Breaking my skin; I'm letting it free
But looking at my reflection this time
The face looking back isn't mine!

I find its getting harder to relate
I keep watching someone make the same mistakes
I feel like any moment I will break
Watching scenes that seem so fake

Like a broken record spinning in circles
I can't seem to get over these hurdles
But the scenes I'm watching; I'm not to blame
This really is a sadistic game

I'm trapped in a nev

star dwellerhow stained are my seasons

with forgotten intentions, i must have

loved you senseless

now i'm guarding my heart.

my ribs are a courtyard; you

cannot be shy, darling

you tell me, you're a

star

dweller

you fall into yourself

the space within you is beautiful & broken

i see it fully because it's what

made me feel help

less the first time i saw you

a word for your days growing old;

don't try to take control, little darling

i'm the youngest of souls

A Letter to No OneThe clock ticked against silence,
Upon the cemetery of a room.
Deep sighs weave through the air,
Meager warmth in compressed despair.

Moths fall prey to a musty lampshade,
An opened window to Night’s gloom.
Thoughts dance like ripples on water,
And clouds on the hiding moon.

A lullaby plays from the gentle sound,
Made by scratching pen on paper.
One story told too many times,
Is voiced from words created.

Though this time revived from lies,
A phoenix forms the ugly truth.
The pen rolls from the wooden desk,
Having served its final use.

Old dusty dolls and teddy bears,
Watched helplessly through glassy eyes.
No star showed to twinkl

Hunchback"Hunchback"

So much that I've done wrong
Always believing it's bad to be me
That I'll never amount to anything
Despite what I've already achieved

So much I can't control
No matter what cards I'm dealt
If I'm a product of my environment
Then why do I blame myself?

So much negativity
Was throw in my direction
It's no wonder I frown
On my unworthy reflection

So what if I've made mistakes?
That only shows I'm imperfect
Show me one human who's divine
And I'll shake his hand with respect

Still when darkness falls
And I sit here in the cold
i know I could do so much better
I know I can be so much more

One day, I'll show them
Everyone who laugh

Strength Of Heart"Strength Of Heart"

When I'm in need of courage and strength
I look to those who have gone to great lengths
Like the martyrs who sacrifice for peace on Earth
Or a mother who dies during child labor birth

I think about the police who risk their lives for me
So I may walk around feeling secure and free
You never know who could pull a gun or a knife
But the police are there to save my life

I think about my teachers who gave the best advice
People who have been there and seen the light
I think about those who lost others to tragedies
And how they make it past each day with the love of family

I think about people who suffer not by their choice

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drained of excitement and life;
eyes trying to Understand the
imPurities of thIs world...

FantasiEs will continuE to exist
for the Lives of the iNnOcent and
as you Morph and blOom into a butteRfly,
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Human emotions flickering on and off
like that broken light bulb, clinging on
to you when you radiate intelligence,
and mistreating you when you're stupid.

First step: the monsters unleash their
true colours, calloused claws cutting
a bloodied mark of my heart, the drips
of dark red. They ridicule you, without
any guilt or thought for how you feel…

Second step: then they transform into
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and attempt to capture you into their
idiotic game. They purr and plead for
your help, ever so plastic-like.

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Suicidal little caterpillarOh caterpillar, caterpillar… Why are you so sad?
Maybe it's because humans are incredibly bad?
The darkness would ooze, out of their breath…
Stepping on you, causing an inevitable death.

Oh caterpillar, caterpillar… I'll give you a chance.
Before you die, go ahead and delicately dance.
The dance of tranquility will fill you with hope.
Until your hairy heads hang from a rope.

Oh caterpillar, caterpillar…You used to be so sure -
One day you would bloom into something demure.
You would slowly slither and slide into your cocoon
Till that kid came along and plucked you off too soon.

Oh caterpillar, caterpillar

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it's demeaning and disgusting for one
to love their own gender. How we
are encased and suffocated by the
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We have been brought up to believe
that a problematic equation would
be a gender in addition to the same
gender – that it is ''weird'' for one
to embark on a relationship with
the same gender because it screams
and shrieks of abnormality.

I despise how people refer to being
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Today, I cried.

by ~therealanonymous, Dec 10, 2012, 4:33:12 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

December 10th, 2012.

Today I cried.
I wasn't bullied today.
Neither was I bullied yesterday.
Nor am I going to be tomorrow.
But I cried.
Because I relived every moment.
In.
My.
Diary.
And that was enough.
I succumbed to my emotions.

Today I cried.
I wasn't particularly weak today.
Neither was I weak yesterday.
Nor am I going to be weak tomorrow.
But I cried.
Because I relived every moment.
In.
My.
Diary.
And I'm not ashamed.
I succumbed to my emotions.
But... I'm not ashamed.

Today I cried.
And cried.
And... cried.
But that's just the way I am.
Once in a while, you just need a good cry.
To remind yourself of:
the little emotion you have left.

Today, I cried.by ~therealanonymous

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

So did I tell you about how I cried today?

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~hakkuro Jan 13, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

I feel ya~

~therealanonymous Jan 14, 2013

thank you

~hakkuro Jan 14, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

it's my pleasure

~JCPablo Dec 15, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

That's awesome.
Keep it up!

~therealanonymous Dec 15, 2012

what's awesome?

~JCPablo Dec 30, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Awesome: When something is a- Cool b- amazing.

Your welcome

~BlitheMisnomer Dec 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Nice poem. Subtle yet direct flow of words. I like its lyrical yet simple overall structure. Best of all I like it because I can relate like heck. I cry loads and buckets a lot on nearly a regular basis just because I feel like it. (Particularly when I look back at certain memories and people I miss) ^_^;

~therealanonymous Dec 11, 2012

glad you can relate to it!

thank you for your comment.

~DropFromTheOcean Dec 10, 2012

took the words right out of my mind. nobody could've said it better.

~therealanonymous Dec 11, 2012

thank you so much!

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