Once again I'm stuck here alone
Surrounded by these four white walls
The thoughts of you don't go away easy
I try to shake the pain away but I'm drowning in it
A thousand thoughts are running through my head
I can't explain these thoughts
All I know is that I'm losing my mind
I see the scars on my arm has faded away
The scars told stories that no one would understand
But here I am standing in front of the mirror
Putting on that fake smile just about everyday
I go to sleep some nights crying myself a million tears
And I wake up to the four white walls
I get dressed in all this mess
Trying to be strong and hold on to my faith
Trying to be myself and make it through these storms
Through these storms I've learned a lot
I'm walking in the rain trying to shake this pain
Dancing out in the rain to feel alive
Dancing just to rid of these thoughts and memories for a moment
Then its back to reality and then I'm forced to face the truth
Sitting alone on my bed just listening to music to ease my mind
Starring at the four white walls
Just trying to get a glimpse of what I want my life to be
Wondering if being alone is the way it's gonna be
Wondering if I'll ever shake this pain
Hoping that one day I'll break out of these storms
And that one day I'll be able to stand in front of the mirror and put on a real smile
Put I'll put on a real smile because of you,
Because you'll give me something to smile about.
Because I love you and I'll love me and one day I'll see the real you.
The one I fell in love with...
But for now I'll try to shake the pain
and put on a fake smile and wait till then...
Fierce & Love
Poem Girl
Malmcd
Mallory McDonald
Surrounded by these four white walls
The thoughts of you don't go away easy
I try to shake the pain away but I'm drowning in it
A thousand thoughts are running through my head
I can't explain these thoughts
All I know is that I'm losing my mind
I see the scars on my arm has faded away
The scars told stories that no one would understand
But here I am standing in front of the mirror
Putting on that fake smile just about everyday
I go to sleep some nights crying myself a million tears
And I wake up to the four white walls
I get dressed in all this mess
Trying to be strong and hold on to my faith
Trying to be myself and make it through these storms
Through these storms I've learned a lot
I'm walking in the rain trying to shake this pain
Dancing out in the rain to feel alive
Dancing just to rid of these thoughts and memories for a moment
Then its back to reality and then I'm forced to face the truth
Sitting alone on my bed just listening to music to ease my mind
Starring at the four white walls
Just trying to get a glimpse of what I want my life to be
Wondering if being alone is the way it's gonna be
Wondering if I'll ever shake this pain
Hoping that one day I'll break out of these storms
And that one day I'll be able to stand in front of the mirror and put on a real smile
Put I'll put on a real smile because of you,
Because you'll give me something to smile about.
Because I love you and I'll love me and one day I'll see the real you.
The one I fell in love with...
But for now I'll try to shake the pain
and put on a fake smile and wait till then...
Fierce & Love
Poem Girl
Malmcd
Mallory McDonald
Name: Izzy Rae Frostinialiga (Frost)
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank top showing belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the cloud in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so you see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen year in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank top showing belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the cloud in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so you see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen year in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my heart also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
by my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my heart also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
by my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell
With almond eyes
Such startled eyes
It said it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It posted me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell
With almond eyes
Such startled eyes
It said it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It posted me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it by the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
