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Why?Why?
Why did you have to go?
Why does life have ups and downs?
Why is everyone left in pain and sorrow?
Why do people smile and frown?

Why do we laugh and cry?
Why are we not the same?
Why do we lie?
Why do we treat life like a game?

Why do we love and hate?
Why do we have emotions?
Why do we wait?
Why is life filled with frustration?

Why do we ask why?
Why do we have seven days in a week?
Why do people have to die?
Why do we hide and seek?

Why is life a mystery?

Through My EyesThrough my eyes,
I can see you’re hurting.
Your blue eyes are surrounded
With a red tint,
As they tear up.
My grey eyes just watch,
Wishing they could help.

Through my eyes,
I can see your stress.
The deep tiredness overtakes
the beautiful ocean deep opticals,
That I love to see smile.
My grey eyes just watch,
Wishing they could help.

Through my eyes,
I can see your misery.
Throughout the fights
with your family
and peers.
My grey eyes just watch,
Wishing they could help.

Through my eyes,
I can see your heart shattering.
If only one could understand,
And even comfort you slightly.
But,
My grey eyes just watch,
Wishing they could help

No More LightThis dream has become a reality
The once imaginary pain has become real
Kneeling before the altar I scream
The dead pull me apart

They tear at my memories
Twisting reality
Slowly I can see all the dead people walk.
They have come back for me

I did not ask for this pain
The pain that the dead have brought
Life no longer shines in this dark world of pain
Pain created by my mind

The time is soon when I will be consumed
End it all with a quick twist
The graceful blade across a trembling wrist
It is much too late for redemption.

This lifeless body marches with the dead.
Bleeding out all the pain of tomorrow.

InsanityShards of glass
Shattered
A broken reality crumbling
Staring into a hopeless reflection
Everything stripped away
Contempt
Lost in a dream
Waking moments fleeting
Reality blends with sick fantasy
Pieces falling
Jagged edges of crimson hue
Darkness enveloping with little resistance
Mortification of the mind
Slowly accepting the inevitable
Insanity

Happiness is...

the sun in the sky
the clouds puffy white
the wind in my hair
the scent of a rose

the moon up above
the stars all around
the sound of the ocean
the salt on my tongue

the top of the peak
the green on the slope
the soft grass beneath
the smell of the pines

the house on the hill
the glow of the fire
the bread in the oven
my soft feather pillow

No DifferentWhy do you stare at me with those eyes again?
As if I had a contagious disease
You back away as I come near you,
And refuse to shake my offered hand.

What do you see in me when you stare like that?
You look at me as if I was dying,
As if I was beyond your help,
So you might as well not bother trying.

Don't think I am as good as dead!
Rather, picture me like a bird
That tried to touch the clouds, but failed,
And broke its wings as it came back home.

Think of me as a deer, full of life,
That used to roam the woods and chase its friends,
But broke its legs jumping through the trees.
Now I am bound to the help of others.

I may not

BruisesDark painful imperfections
Abrasions below the skin
Black blue, purple, grey, green
What color does your portrait sheen?
Inside, outside.
Why cover them up?
Bruises line in perfect symmetry
Up and down, left and right
Watch my eyes as they turn black.
I take the hits with little thought
Beat me black and blue
Words or fists
The pain is the same
Screaming and bleeding
I smile all the same
Cut out the hate
Let you stay the same
Apologies are empty
My words are lost in deaf ears
Black and Blue
I Hate You
Love me all the same.

When one door closes...I’ve heard the saying
When one door closes, another opens,
I felt the disconnect and the lock clicked shut
It closed for just a moment
Then opened so hard
That it spun me

I went down in a haze of mixed emotions,
Not over my loss but feeling for you,
My wants mangling each other,
Eating each other alive,
Until there was nothing left
But me

When the tears stopped
and you were there, waiting
I ran toward you
Wanting change, wanting freedom
Embracing an uncertain future
For love

Your eyes were like the ocean
A swirling punch bowl of blue and white,
So inviting in their dance
So severe was the pull of your undertow
That I dove right in

No EscapeThere is no escape from yourself
Crossing a river you return the same
There is no alternative reality
Where you could exist

There is only now and here
And all else is a neural construct
There is no running away
Lost you could not loose yourself

And there is no mindlessness
As no mind could comprehend it
There is only natural movement
In a mind that is untouched
In a body that is liquid
Undefined by its shape
Unconstrained and wide open

SocietyHello I am society
And let me tell you a little of how life's going to be
I will change you
Reshape you
And completely rearrange you
I'll tell you what you can & can't do
I'll ridicule your every move
And you can chose not to listen
But I guarantee
I will take away everything you are
And destroy everything you ever wanted to be

I am a GirlI let out a cry,
As you shove me into a wall,
Of the darkened hall,
I slid down to a sitting position,
As you worsen my condition,
My eyes blurred by tears,
But you can't seem to hear.

I am a girl,
You should treat me fair,
Instead of yelling and hitting,
And pulling out my hair.

Leaving me crying,
In the dark,
You start to breaking and throwing,
Things that are sharp,
Glass start to fly,
I hope it gets into your eye,
But instead it hits me in the thigh.

I am a girl,
You should treat me fair,
Instead of yelling and hitting,
And pulling out my hair.

Police arrives at the door,
And they pin you to the floor,
They take me to a home,
Where I'

MuseShe twisted like vines
in a forest of darkness
while the moon shone
and the shadows danced.

Her color was crimson
and white virgin snow.
Where the two entwined,
I kissed the invisible seam.

The ravens were her hair,
sculpted from the night;
and the ocean her eyes
into which I could flee.

She fell through lines
and tumbled with ink.
She stained the winter black
while the sky shone white.

Nameless she wandered
across celestial seas,
and silent she sang
to the souls in mourning.

Irish DreamsMy dreams of Ireland are painted
with pastel green eye shadows
and emerald bushels of garland
that glisten in the charcoal night.

They're visions of golden showers
and fresh aquamarine dew drops
that embrace the lively bedrock,
awakening the creatures within.

They're the rush of bustling winds
weaving through the loose locks
of Irish boys and their lovers,
dancing under the Celtic stars.

They're the ancient melodies
that consume every fantasy heart
and yearner of good luck,
well-wishers and explorers.

My dreams of Ireland are painted
with every enticing touch of beauty
that one could possibly imagine.

MyselfThe jar of tears has fallen to pieces, lost are the memories from within the creases.

They've all abandoned me, my silent friends, our bonds have withered beyond their ends.

So predictable this scene truly was, the girl who fell from not a single cause.

Twas my own fault, for I banished all help, rotted to pieces within myself.

Though alas a mark has been etched within stones, "My soul lives forever without my bones."

I'll be waiting for you foreverSo here we are… on the edge of the earth falling apart
Holding hands together smiling to the rising sun
I hate to say it but it's time to say good bye

One day, one night I'll meet you again
On the edge of the earth I'll kiss you again
Believe me and have faith in our love
I'm giving you my heart in exchange of your soul
We are connected, we are meant to be
Through the eyes of a child world shall see
How I have loved you and how you loved me

Rise before you fall
Live before you die
Take before it's gone
Love before you cry

You said that to me and we fell apart, but nothing matters our love remains in time…

And here I

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Am I

by ~Simbalonso, Jun 3, 2012, 7:21:53 AM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Am I invisible?
Because you ignore me,
Am I that shadow on the ground?
Because you're walking over me.

Am I camouflaged?
Because you deliberately turn your back on me,
Am I alive?
Because you act as though I don't exist.

Am I dead?
Because you look at me as though I'm a spirit,
Am I just a colour?
Because you judge me as though I am.

Am I unwanted?
Because you make me feel that way.
Am I just a fish in the sea?
Because you caught me, but then you let go.

The colour of my skin doesn't defy the person inside,
Whether I'm Brown, Black, Yellow or White;
The words you use to hurt me,
Cannot take away my pride.