MY POETRY!!!!
please tell me what you think....
Greatfull
Confusion hits me
while I laugh and play.
Smiling and acting like a fool
Surrounded by people I love.
They are there for me allways
even though I'm me.
It may not seem that I am greatfull
but I am.
Friends I hold so dear to me.
Thoughts flood my mind,
thoughts of how?
and why are they MY friends?
Why would they want to even talk to me?
I dont deserve them
and yet they are allways there.
everyday I walk in the room,
they see me and call me over.
Confusing they are
Funny
Careing
Sometimes even Emo...
but I still love them.
Brothers and Sisters to me.
When they read it they will know who they are
well, who I'm talking about.
So Greatfull I am to have such great friends
Lost
lost and empty inside
confused about who I am.
Why do I have emotions?
I want to be heartless
emotionless
cold
empty
...simple
the world is a mass of voices and opinions
but when will my voice be heard?
when will my opinion be understood?
tired of being ignored
tired of being me.
letting everyone down
putting everyone down.
whats wrong with me?
I want to be alone...
So I can never hurt anyone ever again
So I can die by myself and never be seen
lost in a crowed
and faded away
sorry
Sorry
Sorry for letting you down.
Sorry for not doing my best.
Sorry for being different.
I'm sorry...
I want to appologize
but the words never escape my mind.
so here they are
in words.
plain for you to see
I'm Sorry.
Sorry for being different.
Sorry for being a Freak.
Sorry for not living up to your expectations.
There it is...
I'm Sorry
darkness consumes me
I lay in the darkness.
a blank emptyness overwhelming.
silence...
A shadow amongst the shadows.
it comes closer and closer.
I tremble in fear
"is this the end?
am I going to die?"
...
it is but a crow.
its eyes ablaze.
It looks in my eyes
seeming to be peering at my soul
trying to devour it.
but its not.
its pouring somthing into my soul
..it burns deep inside of me...
I clench at my chest,
fall to the ground.
My eyes turn black and I sit up.
A demonic expression covers my face.
what do I do?
I'm possesed and it hurts...
It speakes to me whilst in my body.
I hear its voice calling to others.
Talking to my friends
pretending to be me.
It does horrible things
and I get blamed.
"somebody save me!!!"
I scream but nobody can hear me.
Its like standing above your corpse
as the man at the morge performes an autopsy
watching your body get mutilated and not being able to do anything...
except your soul is getting mutilated instead...
it hurts...
if only a savior would appear.
have mercy great demon
allow me to breath
and be me...
"sombody save me...anybody"
My voice slowly fades away
and my spirit is crushed
nobody noticed my pain
nobody bothered to save me...
good-bye
The empty shell called...me
This thing eats away at my soul.
I hate it so...
but wait... I know what this thing is...
it's me...
I rip myself apart.
hating me for everything I do.
I want to stop... I really do but I cant...
god I hate myself!!!!!!
"leave me alone!!!!" I scream
but It doesnt stop.
my mind never turns off....
allways bashing me for being me
hating me
... "go away..."
so I left...
and now my body is on auto pilot.
never there truely...
some call it absentmindedness...
but its really that empty shell called... me
leave me be...
chained up
locked away
leave me alone.
to myself and my thoughts.
I have many faults I admit
and many pains.
Many guilty conciounces...
just leave me be in this dungeon.
dark and damp.
silent and cold.
I need to save myself...
putting others needs before mine has taken its tole
ignore my cry's for help...
now I have to dig myself out of this hole.
deep inside...
leave me be...
Sickness
I dont know what to do.
I actually think it's happening to me.
I catch my self talking to it,
this thing I have created.
Her name is sickness...
she doesnt like me very much.
She's not even real... a painting ans that's it.
and yet she wont shut up.
"your wrong! your stupid!!"
she never stops yelling at me!!!!
It's lke she know's exactly what buttons to push
and she does.
The neighbors keep screaming at me...
"quiet down" they yell
as the throw rocks
and sticks at my home.
but... maybe she's not talking....
aybe it's y conciounce telling me whats right and wrong...
THATS IT!
of course... why didnt I think of it before!
my conciounce trying to get me back on the right path.
I guess I am lost and I need help...
I refused to lsten so she came to me threw a painting...
A sickness....
xxxMRS_LOVETTxxx Community Member 
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