Tears
falling down
my face
pain tearing
apart
my stomch
emotions
pouring out
shadows
covering my
ray of
light
death
drawing me
in
a smile
covering my frown
as I think
as I let
my mind wander
as I
discover
possibilitys
a ray of light
made the knife gleam
made it closer
my quivering hand
touched the sharp
blade
my smile
grew wider
my hands stopped
shaking
my body stopped trembling
the blade
pierced my skin
I touched my neck
feeling the blood
satin
was sucking out
my sole
he persuaded
me
he tempted
me
he lied to
me
he cheated
me
my breathing stopped
my heart stopped
beating
my fear was gone
my soul was gone
my life was gone
satin lossened
his grip
and sent me
to burn in hell for
eternity
alone
yet my real suffering
was over
falling down
my face
pain tearing
apart
my stomch
emotions
pouring out
shadows
covering my
ray of
light
death
drawing me
in
a smile
covering my frown
as I think
as I let
my mind wander
as I
discover
possibilitys
a ray of light
made the knife gleam
made it closer
my quivering hand
touched the sharp
blade
my smile
grew wider
my hands stopped
shaking
my body stopped trembling
the blade
pierced my skin
I touched my neck
feeling the blood
satin
was sucking out
my sole
he persuaded
me
he tempted
me
he lied to
me
he cheated
me
my breathing stopped
my heart stopped
beating
my fear was gone
my soul was gone
my life was gone
satin lossened
his grip
and sent me
to burn in hell for
eternity
alone
yet my real suffering
was over
nobody understands love,
nobody really believes.
you can't put a price on the way people make you feel,
but you can always say:
i love you
but what does it really mean?
those three small words?
to many people it's just
i care about you
isn't that easier to say
than make someone believe
you'll always be there for them
that they are the sun, the moon, the stars
that they will be the person that you want to be the last person to see before you die?
is it so hard to NOT make someone believe
that you will always be there for them
that you will be the one that they need
for life
for eternity
forever?
next time you say
i love you
mean it
because if you don't
your just hurting yourself
and the person that you say it to
nobody really believes.
you can't put a price on the way people make you feel,
but you can always say:
i love you
but what does it really mean?
those three small words?
to many people it's just
i care about you
isn't that easier to say
than make someone believe
you'll always be there for them
that they are the sun, the moon, the stars
that they will be the person that you want to be the last person to see before you die?
is it so hard to NOT make someone believe
that you will always be there for them
that you will be the one that they need
for life
for eternity
forever?
next time you say
i love you
mean it
because if you don't
your just hurting yourself
and the person that you say it to
Preface: I wrote this in tenth grade, when I was sixteen. So it was about four years ago... Comparing it to link which was written four weeks ago, it's interesting to see the changes in those four years. I would love to discuss that. I've updated it for Fanpop, editing and tweaking it from the original which can be found link.
It was probably nothing different to little Ellen, munching ever so innocently on a good-tasting set of keys in the corner, surrounded by blocks and the spilt contents of her poor mother’s purse. Mrs. Shaw had neglected to put the purse out of her dear child’s...
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It was probably nothing different to little Ellen, munching ever so innocently on a good-tasting set of keys in the corner, surrounded by blocks and the spilt contents of her poor mother’s purse. Mrs. Shaw had neglected to put the purse out of her dear child’s...
The Mona Lisa
The Mona Lisa is one of the worlds most famous art pieces but at one point it was stolen by a man who thought that Italian paintings should be shown in Italy and not France so… when he was all alone in the room where the Mona Lisa was so he took the painting and stuffed it under his smock. It took a week for the museum to find out that the painting had gone missing. I think that ever since this painting went missing museums have more security then they did then to protect more thefts.
I think that this connects to chasing Vermeer because “the lady writing” it on the go and Calder and Petra think that it is not safe just like how the Mona Lisa wasn’t safe in the museum in France. I think that defiantly Calder and Petra would be helpful.
The Mona Lisa is one of the worlds most famous art pieces but at one point it was stolen by a man who thought that Italian paintings should be shown in Italy and not France so… when he was all alone in the room where the Mona Lisa was so he took the painting and stuffed it under his smock. It took a week for the museum to find out that the painting had gone missing. I think that ever since this painting went missing museums have more security then they did then to protect more thefts.
I think that this connects to chasing Vermeer because “the lady writing” it on the go and Calder and Petra think that it is not safe just like how the Mona Lisa wasn’t safe in the museum in France. I think that defiantly Calder and Petra would be helpful.
Tears
falling down
my face
pain tearing
apart
my stomch
emotions
pouring out
shadows
covering my
ray of
light
death
drawing me
in
a smile
covering my frown
as I think
as I let
my mind wander
as I
discover
possibilitys
a ray of light
made the knife gleam
made it closer
my quivering hand
touched the sharp
blade
my smile
grew wider
my hands stopped
shaking
my body stopped trembling
the blade
pierced my skin
I touched my neck
feeling the blood
satin
was sucking out
my sole
he persuaded
me
he tempted
me
he lied to
me
he cheated
me
my breathing stopped
my heart stopped
beating
my fear was gone
my soul was gone
my life was gone
satin lossened
his grip
and sent me
to burn in hell for
eternity
alone
yet my real suffering
was over
falling down
my face
pain tearing
apart
my stomch
emotions
pouring out
shadows
covering my
ray of
light
death
drawing me
in
a smile
covering my frown
as I think
as I let
my mind wander
as I
discover
possibilitys
a ray of light
made the knife gleam
made it closer
my quivering hand
touched the sharp
blade
my smile
grew wider
my hands stopped
shaking
my body stopped trembling
the blade
pierced my skin
I touched my neck
feeling the blood
satin
was sucking out
my sole
he persuaded
me
he tempted
me
he lied to
me
he cheated
me
my breathing stopped
my heart stopped
beating
my fear was gone
my soul was gone
my life was gone
satin lossened
his grip
and sent me
to burn in hell for
eternity
alone
yet my real suffering
was over
a poem that I wrote hope you like it. I want feed back
Why is there so much pain
Why wont it go away
Why cant we live
Why cant we smile
Why is there so much pain
Why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
Why cant tears stop falling
why cant people stop stalling
why is there so much pain
why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
why cant life win
Why cant we be one
why is there so much pain
Why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
why cant serial killers vanish
why cant disese disapear
why is there so much pain
why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
why cant death disinagrate
why cant it stop
why is there so much pain
why
Why is there so much pain
Why wont it go away
Why cant we live
Why cant we smile
Why is there so much pain
Why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
Why cant tears stop falling
why cant people stop stalling
why is there so much pain
why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
why cant life win
Why cant we be one
why is there so much pain
Why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
why cant serial killers vanish
why cant disese disapear
why is there so much pain
why is there so much pain
why wont it go away
why cant death disinagrate
why cant it stop
why is there so much pain
why
As the day begain
I relized that today would be diffrent
harder because when I remembered you I remembered The pain the hurt and
the Intensity of you'r voice I rememberd why I was bleeding inside and evey time
i'd think you'r name there would be a new wound inside me each time someone would
say you'r name I could feel myself die. But I see that you are over me like the
slit of life and how each pain of life would die evenchaly Now i'm over you So
now you'r pain can start and as I see that you are weak defenless each day will become harder and harder and you will feel the pain you gave to me.
I relized that today would be diffrent
harder because when I remembered you I remembered The pain the hurt and
the Intensity of you'r voice I rememberd why I was bleeding inside and evey time
i'd think you'r name there would be a new wound inside me each time someone would
say you'r name I could feel myself die. But I see that you are over me like the
slit of life and how each pain of life would die evenchaly Now i'm over you So
now you'r pain can start and as I see that you are weak defenless each day will become harder and harder and you will feel the pain you gave to me.
Me: Just for random knowledge this poem Isn't about me actually its about how people feel after there first break ups.
My tears fall down my cheeks,
landing in the palm of my hand.
I stare up at the bright blue sky,
I feel as though its mocking me,
Saying everyone else gets happiness
except me.
My mind is in a black abyss of despair,
my personal sun has left me.
Leaving me blinded,
But i do remember what I saw,
which makes it all the harder.
The shadows have wrapped around everything,
leaving me stumbling around blind.
Hope has left me,
giving me no chance to gain it back.
Saddness has replaced my happiness
What chance is there that I will feel joy again.
Where is my chance God?
What about me?
My tears fall down my cheeks,
landing in the palm of my hand.
I stare up at the bright blue sky,
I feel as though its mocking me,
Saying everyone else gets happiness
except me.
My mind is in a black abyss of despair,
my personal sun has left me.
Leaving me blinded,
But i do remember what I saw,
which makes it all the harder.
The shadows have wrapped around everything,
leaving me stumbling around blind.
Hope has left me,
giving me no chance to gain it back.
Saddness has replaced my happiness
What chance is there that I will feel joy again.
Where is my chance God?
What about me?
Because of you
The pain I feel was put here because of you.
The hope I had left is gone because of you.
Every time I hear you'r name I seem to cry inside because of you.
The tears that seem to fall as I lay there trying to sleep came because of you.
The darkness that surrounds my world was put there because of you.
The dreams that you crushed stell hurt because of you.
When I seem to think of you all this hate and pain comes out because of you.
Sometimes I seem to ask my self why did you pick me to hurt to wound to crush it's all because of you.
It's because of you that I can show others and not hurt them as you did to me it's because of you.
The pain I feel was put here because of you.
The hope I had left is gone because of you.
Every time I hear you'r name I seem to cry inside because of you.
The tears that seem to fall as I lay there trying to sleep came because of you.
The darkness that surrounds my world was put there because of you.
The dreams that you crushed stell hurt because of you.
When I seem to think of you all this hate and pain comes out because of you.
Sometimes I seem to ask my self why did you pick me to hurt to wound to crush it's all because of you.
It's because of you that I can show others and not hurt them as you did to me it's because of you.
The silence is deafening
There’s nothing to fill the void.
The creatures of the night torture,
The pain they create, enjoyed.
There is no happiness or laughter,
She will soon throw in the towel.
The monsters are lurking,
In the dark they prowl.
Emptiness builds a home in this girl,
A deepening sea of black.
The shadows of the twilight,
Are now ready to attack.
She has finally given up,
Her demons have won.
She picks up the knife and slits her wrists,
Her life is done.
This is like, the first time I've written a poem so I really hope you liked it :)
There’s nothing to fill the void.
The creatures of the night torture,
The pain they create, enjoyed.
There is no happiness or laughter,
She will soon throw in the towel.
The monsters are lurking,
In the dark they prowl.
Emptiness builds a home in this girl,
A deepening sea of black.
The shadows of the twilight,
Are now ready to attack.
She has finally given up,
Her demons have won.
She picks up the knife and slits her wrists,
Her life is done.
This is like, the first time I've written a poem so I really hope you liked it :)
