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Sunday, August 23rd, 2015

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Posted by:redrosebl.
Time:5:17 pm.
I Have a grunge against you .
  Anger, its more than that,
Tension runs high quickly.
  Everybody else doesnt see your true colors... but i do

( something i did back in creative writing class ^_^ )

Friday, July 17th, 2015

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Posted by:thepretendme.
Time:9:58 pm.
tell me it's just a mistake
i got it all wrong
and you didn't die
so now you're much better
and the prognosis is good
and all the water from my eyes can stop
eyes which once squinted tough
could stay dry through thick and thin
but lately are the floodgates of unbearable pain
produced in such quantity
to grieve for you
to mourn for unfathomable loss
it's well-intended but unnecessary
because you only lost your cell phone
and your internet is down
so you couldn't be reached
you've been out of touch
way too long
but now you're back
and how's it going
and that guy you like
the one who seems afraid to touch you
you're going out with him this weekend
and you hope he gets a clue
and I'll give you my shitty old advice
which in its irrelevance you have no use for
but which you accept graciously
and i'll tell you some secrets
and you'll tell me some of yours
and we'll laugh
how awful we are
and I will just go back to my life
and get some work done
and get some sleep
instead of foundering in this terrible limbo
where i can't stand the sight of myself
because i know you're gone
and i'm still here
where i want to blow myself to bits
make myself disappear
turn off the light
go into the blackness
tell me i'm wrong
i don't need to think about that
forget i could destroy myself
stay away from the interstate
no need to throw my motorcycle under giant wheels
turn myself into a smear
because you're just fine
and it's all just a big mistake
and can i call you back later
when we both have time to talk
a little quality time
because we need to catch up?

when I call your number
I still hear your voice
but you won't return my calls

(spank me!)

Posted by:thepretendme.
Time:9:50 pm.
you came to me in my dream
you were put back together, healthy and sweet
you said hi and I woke up
and so you died again
and so I lived, to my great regret
all good things have crashed to an end
nothing matters any more
all my happiness is stolen from you
sun you won't see or feel
air you won't breathe
time you won't get
and I'm the one who cheated the devil
the one who always walked away
from whatever disaster befell me
I laughed that I always would
now I wish we could have traded places
look at the lines on my face
my scarred and weathered hands
have done all they need to do
whatever gave me the right to be here
when youth so lovely and true
could be so casually maimed
injected and irradiated
poisoned by cytotoxic drips
and the rest of the world keeps living
as if it's natural for some to expire so young
while those well past their primes remain
to enjoy and eat and laugh and live
I've waded into the blackness
of the void you left behind
and although my appetite died with you
I'll stuff myself with tragedy
until I can no longer move
drown myself in lachrimosity
and maybe rip myself to pieces
in a drunken highway rage
in the hope of another glimpse of you
or at least to even the score

Tuesday, March 3rd, 2015

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Posted by:redrosebl.
Time:8:39 am.

Love is like a rose in full bloom
Over the years , it slowly withers
But Love is everlasting?
Love is Suicide

Thursday, July 17th, 2014

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Subject:Untitled 2014B or It Just Keeps Coming
Posted by:jamezilla1.
Time:4:20 pm.
I want to write prettier poems
I strive for whimsical
I seek a happy miracle

But when the inky ball rolls
And leaves a black line behind
I think of how I’ve killed a million pens
And failed to save any friends
No one listened when I submitted
And heartfelt pleas

So I kept writing
And as you can imagine
I turned the paper black

This is where the dark comes
This is where the dark comes
This is where the dark comes
And engulfs my pages

But onward I try
Sometimes bleat
But never accept real defeat
And so that is why
I think you should try
With a wide open eye
To see the hope and heart that is within

I am sorry I write the poems that bring you down
Make you sad in your little frown
Low, low, low
No, I am not
Because I see how you treat people all around
This gritty fuck-up town

Bring it around
Bring it around

Want to see me let you up?
Let you breathe?
Then here are some things I’m gonna need
To see
From you

That’s right how you treat people
Treat them and their rights
Their thoughts and hearts and rights

And I’ll keep whispering and shouting
And bringing it around
Even if it brings the whole room down
Because I’m there… in your chair
Fixing that poet with a long , long stare
And in a crowd I’ll give you a bump
A soul-felt shove until you feel a lump
In your throat

What goes around comes around
Comes around like science … it makes sense
Con-science … that’s conscience
So bring it around
Now that’s me with my foot on your chest
Dammit James, give it a rest
Until I see you giving it your best
Then I’ll give it a rest

Or use me, know I’m on your side
That’s you, the abused – no longer hide
And point me at the foot on your neck
The knife in your back
Let my idea of treatment be the strength that you lack

July 17, 2014

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Subject:The Go-to
Posted by:jamezilla1.
Time:4:18 pm.
Sad is the default
It has little to do with you all
Life sucks but there are many moments of happy
Good moments strung along
Christmas tree lights on a string
That must be what keeps some people
Going along, along, along

Between the lights I just feel strung along
Return to lonely like returning home at night
Even vacations in happy hotels must end
No matter how many free breakfasts you ate
It’s not that it’s comfortable there, that go-to place
It’s more like I can’t afford the rent anyplace else.
It’s not that I’m only happy when it rains

Take the dearest thing to me
If that’s how it must be
To draw me closer to thee

But do you have to take away stability
Does it have to be happiness
Does it have to be eloquence
And health and love and fidelity that you take
To help me be close to you.

Hold you non-understanding close to your chest
Like a life preserver seat cushion
In a wide gray ocean
After the ship wreck leaves you as the last of your kind

Let the disappointments come
Lonely days without the sun
If through sorrow I’ll become
But someone’s only happy when it rains

In a sea of bad moments
What keeps you going along
Find it like that floatation device
Hold tight least you fully, fully, fully
How that pretty girl with
Everything ahead
Ended up with open veins in that confining
Bath tub, gray water claimed another

But now I’d like to see what answers God posts
To online quizzes
And his poem about his slow, lonely days
And the poem he wrote about some of us
I’ll bet sometimes, just some days
He finds he is only happy when it rains

When you see that great being on his gray day
How big a life preserver will you need
Take the dearest thing to me
If that’s how it must be
To draw me closer to thee
Is anything sacred?

Sometimes it’s just a day
A day programmed by the master coder to optimize despair and melancholia
And hacked at the moment of its upload to transmit a virus of pure mournful down

July 17, 2014

Friday, May 16th, 2014

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Posted by:shoujo_camui.
Time:3:41 pm.
Stab wounds

I’m about to steal your joyful heart
Like I did several times before
They’ll claim it’s your entire fault
And soon there will be nothing to restore
I’m here to tear your dream apart
I have no mercy so do not implore
Once I’m finished, you’ll be pitifully done for

Don’t insist nor beg, I shall cruelly retort
I’m not the angel you fell for anymore
Now behold the fiend without uproar
I’m a beast worse than all legends of folklore
Simply disguised as a gentleman or a lord

I despise your contagious glee the most
I long to see your tears turn into a downpour
I shall ruin your silly smile at all costs
Through sleepless nights your will ought to deplore
Anguished paths I shall make you fully explore
Your delicate body and mind will be rotten to the core
Each bone of yours will break in the name of love
Your torment will be a fact I’ll promptly ignore
Those feeble lips will only utter cries and painful loss
As I swiftly send your fragile hope out of the door
I’ll quickly burn to ashes all that you ever adored

I’ll curse loudly and call you a bore
Tired of weeping your eyes will be sore
You’ll become withdrawn and quite forlorn
While I quietly sing the tune of woe you’ll learn to abhor

Oh, I’ll harshly run you over like a thunderstorm
You’ll immediately scream, yet beg for more
Oh, I’ll bury your voice and lingering sanity
You’ll be my sole prisoner, forever unable to be free
I’ll rob your sight, so you won’t be able to see
How far you’re from heaven
How far I led your world to calamity
Oh, I’ll slowly peel your soft skin
Kiss you deadly as I cut off your fingertips
Till you squirm in ail and finally bleed

Smeared with compassion I’ll let you flee
Just to suddenly pull the chains that binds you to me
You’ll never savor pleasure or the shadow of felicity
Because I’ll often be around to murder your sympathy

I’m your self-hatred, a mirror of complex ambiguities
I’m the one who takes over when you languidly disappear
I’m the being who is unleashed when you cannot intervene
I’m that hidden face underneath the blanket of your personality
Sadly you’ll never find out you’re the one who punishes me
These open wounds are the key of our constant complicity
You won’t ever discern our double touch of inhumanity
I blossomed within you since the day you stabbed me.

Thursday, May 15th, 2014

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Subject:the gods are afraid
Posted by:aztarothe.
Time:2:16 pm.
the gods are afraid
If there is a God, or gods,
he/she/it/them are afraid.
They are afraid of me.
I have prayed,
I have thought,
I have willed,
But their silence speaks volumes;

I offered a challenge,
I gave a way,
But remain ignored,
The world will continue to live in slavery,
Though most do not know it,
Nor do they care,
Or perhaps, they are all just comfortable,
Happy in their slavery;

I have the way,
I have the truth,
The truth is,
You are all liars,
So I say,
Fuck you,
And fuck God, the gods, or whatever weird
Invisible entity you happen to believe in,
He/she/it/them/they are not there,
Nor do they care.

Wednesday, May 14th, 2014

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Subject:numbness of thoughts
Posted by:america220.
Time:10:23 pm.
numbness creeps through me
while time ticks away the thoughts
that shook me still.

Monday, May 12th, 2014

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Posted by:geeklako.
Time:11:50 pm.
Mood: sleepy.
Hidden within my dreams is a reality
a world to call my own
where anything can happen
where i can be anyone
and do anything.
In this world i can hide from the pain
i can run from the past
i can dream of a new future.
Its not very often that the real world creeps in my dreams.
But when it does
i get a overdose on truth
i die a little more inside when i wake up
i have to face the truth
i can not live in a dream
i can not run from pain
nor hide from the past.

(spank me!)

Posted by:redrosebl.
Time:9:53 pm.
This feeling of dried up from the inside out
Struggling to regain my energy again
Hiding my true state under series of facades
Nobody noticed my pain or lies
Im drowning all alone
No one to bring me back from the brink of nothingness
Its taking over,
someone save me from myself before its to.....

Thursday, May 8th, 2014

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Subject:Trying to Fight
Posted by:redrosebl.
Time:9:50 am.
Light at the end of the tunnel
Its beckoning me, entrancing me
Do I listen?
The pull to overwhelming,
resistance is useless!

Just popped in my head had good inspiration

Tuesday, April 29th, 2014

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Posted by:redrosebl.
Time:10:10 pm.
“When will the loneliness go away?
How long must I lay here?
Cuddling a pillow every night, craving the warmth of my special someone
When will she come along to save me?
From this Hell I’m in.
I hide it from everyone; show that I’m just fine
Someone please see through my lie
When will the loneliness go away?”

Saturday, March 22nd, 2014

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Subject:Perspective (Poem)
Posted by:rebelwaste.
Time:4:00 pm.


If you were to explain anorexia
         To a starving African children
                   Their minds would explode

Not with amazement
Not from astonishment
Not because their brain cells
         Unable to contain such ideas
                   Were forced to evacuate their membranes


Their minds exploded
After the child right next to them
                   Their AK-47
                             Sending metal through the air
                             Through their minds
                             Displacing pieces of skull
                                       And brain

Blood displaced by metal
         Reminiscent of Archimedes
The metal crowns displacement of water
         Was worth its weight in gold

But the displacement of blood and soul
         By the metal bullet
                   Will never be worth more than a glaring reminder
                             That what we see as the crown of our problem lives

Is worth less than the vomit we project
         into the toilet bowl
                   of our modern bathroom society

Their minds exploding from the rat-a-tat-tat
         Of the tool of tyrants
                   Held in the arms

Of the child soldier right next to them

Tuesday, April 2nd, 2013

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Posted by:yellownightrose.
Time:3:24 pm.
Lady Parasylla-
Princess Arabella fears you so,
she rarely smiles anymore,
her spy says you're going to cut up her face.

Jezebel's Wish-
I want to sprinkle other people's tears on the flowers,
then let so many flowers die,
Then take the few that remain for myself.

Wednesday, January 23rd, 2013

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Posted by:yellownightrose.
Time:9:24 am.
the forbidden candle-
and when I blow this candle out, it comes back brighter than before.

Monday, November 26th, 2012

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Posted by:divineinfection.
Time:4:39 pm.
Mood: artistic.
Click for poetry

Tuesday, November 20th, 2012

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Posted by:yellownightrose.
Time:6:31 pm.
leaves and snow-
the brightest star's blinding light...

the oldest graves have turned to dust,
the skeletons are no more,
will the same happen to us?

tightrope drapes over the chasm's abyss...

Monday, November 12th, 2012

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Posted by:yellownightrose.
Time:1:40 pm.
old man grimm-
a man had fields and fields of just scarecrows in front of his old, black house...
with one weeping willow tree to the left of the house, and one to the right...
a family cemetery made up the backyard...
with graves that went back, up to 300 years ago...

the man often just sat on an old, creaky rocking chair on his front porch...
rocking back and forth, without much sign of emotion...
occasionally smoking from his pipe...

Saturday, November 10th, 2012

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Posted by:ritetab.
Time:6:10 pm.


Let's not worry about tomorrow

We may succumb today to our pain

The wars we're fighting within

Today the demons, they may win

For they have learnt to inject sorrow

Straight to the heart via our veins

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