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ashesBroken souls
Bloody bones
sharpened fang
Eternally damned

The Balance to be maintained
Between the light and shadow

Amidst the chaos
A pure heart
Destiny chosen
Path laid in stone

Many battles to be fought
Against unbeatable odds
Won with neither sword or shield
But purity of heart
And strength of mind

A battle for mankind
The right to live free
Or suffer eternal undeath

The slayer holds our fate
A Summer Night's Dream
I dream of you tonight
whilst the moon is full and bright
the stars shine upon us,
nature's romantic candle light.

Your kiss, as gentle as the breeze
the slightest touch
can bring me to my knees
your presence stirs my very essence
my entire being
surely you are a dream,
a most wonderful dream.

And as we stare at the stars,
with you in my arms
this night is ours.
Delayed spring fever,
be careful it's catching.
UnnoticedThe words I have whispered
   (Too afraid to speak out loud)
In hopes that you'd hear
All go unnoticed.

My tears and the pain,
   (Only shown in the dark)
Where you can't see them,
As not to frighten you away.

I'm trying so hard
   (To make you like me)
To just make you see,
But my attempts seem to go
Unnoticed.
Life's a DriveI feel as though I'm driving
90 miles per hour,
in the dark,
with the headlights off.
How do I get out of this car,
when the doors are locked?
Love is a CrimeTime and time again,
I feel the same way,
All I do is cry,
Every single day.

So when you come to me,
Make sure I can be,
The one to see,
That your not happy.

I will be there,
A moment away,
Till dawn till dusk,
Till the sky turns grey.

Why don't you understand?
Why don't you care?
Why is it you that hurts me?
Why is life not fair?!

Standing here all alone,
Feels the same all the time,
But now I can see the truth,
Love is just a crime.

My heart has been broken,
Shattered all around,
You were not there when,
I fell to the ground.

I can't get over,
The fact you're gone,
Torn away from my heart,
Now I am just one.

Why
Black RoseI stomp to my room and slam the door.
Another horrible day at school.
Tears begin to flow when I realize no one's home.
Looking around my room, I see a seemingly normal place.
It's only that way because I didn't get to choose what it looked like.
Pictures hang from every inch of the wall.
A precious memory in each.

As I'm still scanning my room I see it.
Hidden behind my book.
A rose.
You gave it to me.

The scene comes back to me now.
We're walking through town at midnight.
Your hand clutching mine.
A cold chill traveling through the air.
The wind keeps blowing my hair in my face.
You take every opportunity you can to push it
Whoops, My MistakeI'm sorry I made you
my mistake.

You were just a whoops
for me,

but I was
a heartbreak for you.

I'm sorry it took me a while
to realise

that you
weren't for me

and that you
would never be.

I take
full responsibility

for the mistake
I made.

And I'm sorry
that it had
to be

You.
ghostsso many ghosts
haunting the mind
a flash of fear
unfelt for seven years
a flashing blade
a bloody face

am I being punished?
why do I deserve torment
for taking action

crushing terror
was being her savior
a judgement error ?

I was not afraid then
why now?
a wicked sneer
a hoot and a cheer
some tough guy
to terroize the weak

so much blood
gushing like a flood
too much for young minds
to comprehend
so I tried to pretend
the bad thing never happened
but childish notions
lacking devotion
breaks what lies dormant
reality is quite the harsh informant

so many ghosts
terrors in the night
  
BeautifulI don't feel beautiful,
And even though I know I am,
I don't feel loved.
I no longer believe in wishes;
I no longer believe in dreams,
For those things are things
That little girls believe in
And I am no longer little.
I know I need a change
In Life,
But I don't know how
To change it.
I don't know how to be happy
On my own.
I don't know how to get back
To the girl I used to be.
d i f f e r e n t."Freak!"

         "Well, thanks. I enjoy being different."
ExpectationsExpectations

"You expect the impossible."

"You expect me to be pretty, sweet and nice."

"You expect me to take after you in everything."

"You expect me to be good looking and speak really well."

"You expect me to follow in your footsteps."

"You expect me to be athletic, competitive, and get straight A's."

"You expect me to know what to do with my life—and you pressure me to exceed even that."

"You expect me to be well-rounded, be intelligent, and be out going."

"You expect me to know what I'm doing at 1_ teen years old and have a big life plan."

"You expect me to handle it beautifully, be completely graceful, poised, have a rel
My Inner Demons FightThe urge,
the want,
the need,
to CUT,
is Unbearable.

Why did I,
ever start,
ever try to stop,
this addiction?

This feeling,
this pain,
this love,
is killing me.

Who am I?
Goth?
Emo?
Does this want,
make me a different,
                                 person?

Should I?
Why shouldn't I?
It's bad?
Who cares?
Who cares about,
little "emo" me anyway?

No one has to know,
I should tell.
No one would care,
my parents would,
but, they have to.

My inner demons
Depression, AddictionA girl with depression.

Her life was going nowhere.
She cut her body and thought of suicide daily.
Parents? They didn't give a shit about her.
They were never around.
An outcast where ever she went.
She wrote stories and poems of suicide but no one heard her cry.
Help is what she always said she'd find.
Never happened.
Her friends tried to help her, but as the depression grew stronger,
her friends grew fewer.

A boy with an addiction.

Cocaine. Heroin. Acid.
You name it, he's on it.
A failure when it came to life.
He never payed attention in class.
His only friends were his dealers,
Fuck friends. Fuck family. Fuck love.
Those
drama dramaso much drama
life is drama
the god damn drama llama

why do you haunt me
do you find fun in spitting on me drama llama?

drama drama
drama drama
no more drama

bad break up
skippin school
drunken friends
the drama never ends
Complete MeDarling;
   I'm r e a c h i n g out for you;
            Will you please take my hand?

Love;
I only need o n e little touch;
       I promise, if you take my hand,
          I'll make it through.
             {I wont let go}

Right now;
   I need you; I need your strength,
       For my darling-
          It's
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Self RespectImmature
mischief maker
geeky
awkward

What can I say
I am what I am
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So I'm not popular
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alone

in the dead of night ,
I sit alone
abandoned by sleep

face lit
by the soft monitors glow
the world at my finger tips
yet so alone

the sandman missed a stop
for awake I am

my lids are heavy yet
fall they refuse
the walls
they bleed

it isn't real
and yet so it seems
to be a reality

the house settles
creaks and groans
rustlings in the walls
and yet so alone

I wish to sleep
and yet I don't
haunting dreams
bitter memories

not all dark
the dreams I mean
scantily clad women
troves of money
adventure,
and ancient prophecy

some call me vampir
others incubi
I preffer insomnyite

so alone
so alone
damn i wish i had a phone
but who would i call
at 2:41 am
so yet again so alone

curse you hypnos
god of sleep
it seems you missed me
what have I done to thee
to deserve such  depravity  

so smurfs
we meet again
is time to go to never land ?

and now they're gone
and yet again
alone in the end

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it was going on three am and my mind was rambling .....to be honest I probably won't even remember writing this lol
©2010-2013 ~JackStills
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~itriedloveandfailed Mar 23, 2012
i dont get the smurfs and neverland but i understand how u feel
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~JackStills Mar 27, 2012
the smurfs torment me in bouts of insomnia..how can you not know what neverland is ?!lol
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~itriedloveandfailed Mar 27, 2012
i suffer insomnia to
and about neverland the way u puts them s togethers is confusing
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~JackStills Mar 28, 2012
neverland ...ya know peter pan ...its a dreamworld
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~itriedloveandfailed Mar 28, 2012
i know but when u use the smurfs and neverland together it confuses me
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~JackStills Mar 29, 2012
hey I never said it was sposed to make sense
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~itriedloveandfailed Mar 29, 2012
true
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~evilXlilXbunni Jan 10, 2012  Student Traditional Artist
I like this one a lot. You really captured the thoughts and feelings of an insomniac. And I can relate to this all too well. More often than not slumber eludes me, causing me to hopelessly chase after it.
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~JackStills Jan 12, 2012
well I am an Insomniac lol
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~007Balel Jul 3, 2011  Student Writer
It will always remain a mystery why the mind gives you things to think about or to write about at the time you are suppose to be sleeping xD

Yet well done on the poem :)
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