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My Blog: Answer in Blood
By: jordansbabygurl


     Answer in Blood
     When I think I want to die
I sit up in my room and cry
I grab my knife and start to fly
Blood will set me free.
     A whisper of metel across my wrists
pain I never thought I wold miss
I curl my hand into a fist
Blood will make me see
     A welling red, it's so devine
sending shivers up and down my spine
revenge will come in due time
Blood will be my key
     If only you will stop and see
Just how bad I'd like to flee
Maybe you could be the key
   Blood will release me
 
 
   For your viewing pleasure i have decided to start posting all the poems i write...i hope all of you will like them, but if you dont then piss of and get off my page bitch...lol...comment if you like them leave if you dont!!! LOVE YA'LL!!!
 


Published On: 5/26/2009
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My Blog: Repetitive Nostalgia.
By: Ace_Skates_LVS


It was unknown untill it gradually presented it's self as a pre-conceived notion of happiness and a source of solace that one can throw themselves into oh so willingly knowing the full consequences of forcing a fallacy to become some abstract perspective of what one can only hope to be a reality.  Selfish acts such as what one has done can only be lived with on the lesson that one learns which is even though everything even remotely relevant to a significant other can not be forced or falsely believed to go how one may want it no matter if it always didn't go as planned in the past one has to let it be.  By despertately clinging on to the positive words said by another one can be put into a state of false reassurance that gets obliterated repetitiously by the biased thoughts that are always contemplated by one daily.  It's not an obsession it's the ultimate wish of ones life that was percieved to be actually in ones grasp.  It's the unfathomable feeling that one would want to be able to share.  The ever fluctuating emotions that are always felt is something that can throw one into multiple yet diverse states of depression excitement anxiety hopefulness that are harmful to ones resolve at times.  Never has it been within ones comprehension how someone elses words could be irrelevant but someone that is special to someone can send one into a downwards spiral of psychological bewilderment by just informing one of something that has even the smallest hint of the complete opposite of what one would want.  One's resolve struggles to stand strong but one is only human and can only withstand the tempting malicious charm of giving in and.....just putting one's heart where it belongs....which means alone to one's self.  One strives to analyze situations from diverse perspectives in order to do nothing but understand it all.  One....one would want everything to just be okay just for once.  Impossible it will always be for one to have ad ay of contemplation that doesn't include the single thought of....of you.  One read "surrender was never an option when it came to you" and one procured a perspective that from this day on there will never be just one anymore no matter what the future brings one will keep you in ones heart and when one looks back and notices one meant everything one said...one disappears.....now it's just me....just me standing here standing true to everything I have ever said...Just me remembering how it feels to actually believe for an instant that you meant what you said to me.  Just me sitting here everynight that I don't talk to you making excuses to myself as to why I shouldn't cry and just give up.  Just me at this very moment writing this full of tears as silent gags of regret escape my throat in front of these people I've come to call my friends.  Just me realizing as I am writing this...nothing will ever change.  Just me having even stronger feelings for you despite the conversations I've painfully yet silently endured about mutual association and "just friends".  Just me wanting you to know that I love you and I will always try to be there for you one way or the other friends, more than friends, even if we begin to drift apart and become nothing I respect everything you said and will understand your decisions in the future...I just want to say I'm sorry and I've never felt the need to be so apologetic in my life but it's just me now helping you
worrying you
annoying you
understanding you
respecting you
loving you
wanting you
missing you...
infinitely waiting for you....


Just me fully putting 110% in this all for you...
Just me...dedicating everything I have left to you....

Published On: 10/27/2008
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My Blog: poems
By: 360cutey_4ever05


Our Love

Loves memory has traced our outline in this place.
But will the spider remember, or the sun?
Did the water capture our faces in permanence?
Does the wind create us anew as it blows?
Did the shadows from the trees record our passage beneath them?
Our secret been revealed.
Yet I have told no other.
I write these words in silence, in mute testimony
To what once was.
But our image remains alive in this place.
It can not be removed.
You, me,
We then,
Were here.
We saw the day and hoped for tomorrow.
We caught a brief glimpse of love's promise.
We were not liars,
But thieves of time.
For now time has now forgotten us,
Yet our memory lingers, and love remembers
This place that was ours.
 
 


Published On: 5/8/2008
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My Blog: Stop And Listen
By: JR01


 
Stop And Listen
 
Listen to the sound
 
Its going around
 
Listen its my voice
 
Let it Bring you some Joice
 
Listen to ur life
 
SO dont take it with a knife
 
Listen to what i have to say
 
Let me save u from ur ways
 
Listen to time
 
And i promis Love will Unwind
 
I know its how im missin
 
So just stop and listen
 
 
This Poem is dedicated to my Friend Erika
 
My Frined My Buddy, my Insperation


Published On: 4/22/2008
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My Blog: why him
By: skatergirl_1711


" i love you" she whispers softly.
she touches his face, then looks away
he is so peaceful, so innocent.
why was his life taken away?
why was he never given the chance to dream?
why was he never allowed to receive a diploma?
he was never allowed to finish his teenage life.
friends look on, tears rolling down their faces
his smile had touched each one,
his love, his life, would never be forgotten.
he meant so much to so many
yet, he never really knew how much
so many statements went unsaid
so many feelings left unrevealed.
she looks again as they close the casket
the words she whispers now,
fall upon unhearing ears.
she never told him the true feelings
she'd kept forever in her heart
"i love you" she whispers again
"i wish i'd told you sooner."
the casket closes and her heart skips a beat.
her heart hurts and the tears fall.
a love left untold--buried forever.
 
(this poem is dedicated to my friend who lost her boyfriend jason...rest in peace jason and never forget that emily loves you so much even though you are gone).


Published On: 4/11/2008
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My Blog: poem
By: death_god15


this poem is called why ok
 
why do i fill i can do more
why do i fill i havent done enought
why do i think my dreams will never come true
why am i so complicated
why am i such a weirdo
why do i fill im so intrusting a person
why do i have all these filling
why do i want more in life
why do i make promises i cant keep
why do i have so many thoughts
why do i make things so hard
why was i born it makes no cents
why dose eveyday end the same
why cant i change fate
why is deatany so mean
why do i wake noing that nothing hase changed
why is the only question i can ask myself


Published On: 2/23/2008
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My Blog: poems
By: death_god15


the only happy day
 
the only happy day is a day i get to hear ur voice
a day where i know u will be their
a day where i know time will stop when i see u
a day when u say i love u
a day i cant get over couse u where their
a day when ur love saved my life
a day when u pulled me out of darkness
a day when i seen the light of ur smile
a day that has no night couse u are their
a day with u in my life
a day full of delight
a day with u tiffany is the only happy day of my life.


Published On: 2/22/2008
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my blog: I dont get it
By: black_voodoo


cannot find the words to describe how I am feeling to night i feel renewed/refreshed and I am currently missing a person


And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I'm singing...
Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I'm gonna try and make you laugh.


Published On: 12/23/2007
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my blog: high winds out here ?
By: black_voodoo


cannot find the words to describe how I am feeling to night i feel renewed/refreshed and I am currently missing a person


And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I'm singing...
Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I'm gonna try and make you laugh.


Published On: 12/23/2007
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my blog: high winds out here ?
By: black_voodoo


cannot find the words to describe how I am feeling to night i feel renewed/refreshed and I am currently missing a person


And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I'm singing...
Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I'm gonna try and make you laugh.


Published On: 12/23/2007
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my blog: high winds out here ?
By: black_voodoo


cannot find the words to describe how I am feeling to night i feel renewed/refreshed and I am currently missing a person


And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I'm singing...
Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I'm gonna try and make you laugh.


Published On: 12/23/2007
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my blog: high winds out here ?
By: black_voodoo


cannot find the words to describe how I am feeling to night i feel renewed/refreshed and I am currently missing a person


And your eyes must do some raining if you are ever going to grow.
But when crying don't help and you can't compose yourself.
It is best to compose a poem, an honest longing or simple song of hope.
That is why I'm singing...
Baby don't worry cause now I got your back. And every time you feel like crying,
I'm gonna try and make you laugh.


Published On: 12/23/2007
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My Blog: one of my fairly recent poems. it's not that great but i think it gets the point across.
By: lonelyone


I'm Screaming on the inside
bleeding, suffocating,
dying
I'm Smiling on the outside
laughing, breathing,
thriving
Again I want to escape
It's already been another year
My heart aches
Boiling my blood
Turning it into tears
I want to vomit, puke it all out.
All the pain and the hurt
All the disatisfaction and the discomfort
All the torture and all the confusion
I just want a real smile on my face
With none of this to bring me down
And more than that I want to be free

Published On: 12/8/2007
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My Blog: My feelings well one of my new poems that is in a book now..wrote this after i lost
By: xxpoisinouskissxx


Not much longer

 

my breathing is getting low

my heart is hadly beating now.

im in this nightmare that has no

ending.

im stuck and theres no way of me

getting out of it.

my wrists are bleeding from the tip

of a kinfe blade i slowly drag it across

my wrists so i can feel it i see the blood

coming out

i keep thinking why am i still alive i should

be dead by now

im screaming and crying on the inside but

nobody can ever tell because they will

never be able to understand

im not sure if i can be alive for so much longer now

i cry as i wipe the tears away with my handi notice that

i am crying tears of blood i start getting scared

so i just took the razor that i had...and cut alot

more all over my body to try a make it to where my

eyes would not bleed anymore

i look up at my pillow its all red its all full of my blood

i start crying again and i slowly fall asleep

i wake up my bed is all bloody and not all of my blood

that was on the bed has not yet soaked up yet...

i try cleaning it up but yet again i wasnt good

at cleaning things up...

am i good at anything?

am i pretty?

no im not because i have cuts everywhere

its because i feel like im all dead inside

and everytime i feel the blade slice my skin and i see

the blood comeing out.

i notice then that in fact i am not dead.....yet......

and i am surprised becuase i feel all dead inside so

i would of guessed that i am dead but im not

im not trying to be fake i dont do it because other

people do it...and im not doing it for the attention

heres another reason why i do it...it is becuase everytime

i cut it takes my mind off of the mentally emotions that i hae and

it makes me think more about the pain that i am doing at the

moment.......

how come everybody judges me?

how come people hide stuff?

u tell me the reason



Published On: 11/18/2007
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My Blog: .Poems.
By: racegirl_dragracer



When tomorrow starts without me


When tomorrow starts without me, and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you,
and each time you think of me I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I'd always thought I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for and so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays, the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things that I'd miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates, I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity and all I've promised you".
Today for life on earth is past but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last,
and since each day's the same day, there's no longing for the past.
But you have been so faithful, so trusting, and so true.
Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven and now at last you’re free.
So won't you take my hand and share my life with me?
So when tomorrow starts without me, don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me, I'm right here in your heart.

-David M. Romano

This poem means alot to me. We read it at my uncles funeral. it was sad. well i read it. I believe that this is a great reminder for me that he is always in my heart.


                                        Rest In Peace
                                William "bill" Hawn



Published On: 11/5/2007
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My Blog: Long distant Lovers
By: This_Ruined_Puzzle


I apologize havn't been on a lot cuz of Summer & all..Lovely how I'm too busy when Summer shold be the time to be free haha. Anyway here's one of the latest song I wrote:

The thing that she pulls out of her head
is the fact that she sees him with someone else
He need her when she wants him
tonight is lonely lovers night of misconception, wrong implies, shattered hearts
when all of these mix you start to hear lovers cry..

lovers wtire poems & couples pass notes
marrige has rings as the wedding bell rings
& lonely lovers just wish they could never dream again..
But it's so easy for them to never sleep with the
ringing in their ear from the silence in the room.

the string of love lies in the palms upon lovers
is she really the girl I wanna marry or am I just gonna wake up with a series of sighs?
do I know her enough that I'll be glad to see her in the morning?
Or am I running into the lonliest evening..

Lovestruck boys and affectionate girls
pass each other notes, they hear the bells ring
as they read each others poems
..But Just how faithful are they to eachother?
 
Does She make him smile than an average girl should?
Does she make his heart pump so heard it feels like skipped a beat?
Does it kill to ever think about her when she's so long gone,
or to even dare imagine her with another lover.


Lovestruck boys and affectionate girls
pass each other notes, they hear the bells ring
as they read each others poems
..But Just how faithful are they to eachother?

Drop the bouquet and hold the bestman's arms
reject the groom's money, cuz all she needs is lovee
which that groom will never have, cuz all he wants is
to be the man taking her home tonight..& all the bride ever thought she needed was money
& that Love is so absurd.. But all I'll ever need is her. Cuz she's always there.



Published On: 6/19/2007
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My Blog: One Step Closer
By: bjones


On this road walks a teary eyed girl, who has been betrayed once more. This girl she walks longer and longer until her feet finally grow sore. She loved him way deep inside her tattered and torn little heart. But sometimes she wishes her life would have never even come to a start.
 
As she grows older she learns how much of a hell life can be. But she always wonders"Who would want to hurt someone like me?" She figured she could trust her new friend, FINALLY someone to listen to the story of her pain. But along with this was another betrayal to she was soon to gain.

This girl has constantly searched for someone to hold her tight and close. Someone who loved her to the very most. Finally her tears sunk into the hard cold ground. She is going nowhere, but secretly hopes she is homeward bound.
 
She keeps on walking, and lets out a loud cry. As she walks she remembers no one will ever be by her side. She still cries for the boy she once called her love. She always wishes she could be free, like a dove.

The most painful day of her life had already come and past. Now she just hopes her current "love" will last. Because if left alone and heartbroken ever again. There will be one less girl that any boy can call their girlfriend.

She closed up once before and shut all who loved her out. She changed into something she wasn’t, that's no doubt. Now she is clueless to why she is even alive. Love, was all she every really did strive.

Left violated, was she on that very clear day. She shut down, pushed the entire world away. She's sick and tired of losing those she holds close inside. No one will ever know how much she has really cried.

Tears every night they land on her soft pillow. But now in the daylight, only anger and pure strength will show. When will someone care enough to help this girl finally smile? She has given up for now; she knows it will be a while.

Does he really love her or was the entire past relationship a game? Now that she has a new boy, how the hell can she still feel the same? She wonders now who she can really trust, maybe him? But one things for sure, she's sick of being known as the ex-girlfriend.

Walking across an old broken and wooden bridge, she lights a match with no concern. She tossed it back without looking back, she finally let the bridge burn. Another rough road she has finally won a battle over. Her final destination, its now one step closer

(yeah its another poem by me, it has relations to my life yes, but you have to read in between the lines so to speak to understand the real meaning...Some of you may take this as...it talking about you...well it does talk about people in this...and they are people among this very site.)



Published On: 6/13/2007
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My Blog: Tonight Is The Night
By: bloodyroses


I know someone who has been bullied,
She tells me things I wish I haven't heard.
She would come home in tears with regrets,
I would try to calm her down but it went too far.
One day she wouldn’t talk to me and keep writing things to me,
I didn’t understand what she was writing.
But one of them was a poem called tonight is the night.
And this is the poem that she wrote...

Tonight is the night
I end all my pain
Tonight is the night
I fall in the rain
Tonight is the night
I end my cry
Tonight is the night
I suddenly fly
Tonight is the night
I dance on the clouds
Tonight is the night
My pain drowns
Tonight is the night
I end my fall
Tonight is the night
I end all the calls
Tonight is the night
I don’t tell my friends
That tonight is the night
My life ends

I was shocked that she wrote that and would give it to me.
I tried talking to her and telling her not to do anything,
But she said that was just how she felt and she wouldn't do anything.
The next day, she never came to school,
I told the principal about it and showed them the note.
They talked to her mother and told her everything. The mother has told them something bad,So I ran to her house but when I got there all I could see was an ambulance,I asked what happened and they told me that she left a note for me,I read through it and it was a suicide note saying what happened and that she thanks me for being a good friend all these years.
I just wanted to tell you all, I have lost a friend because of bullying .
Just to let you all know don't bully if you don't want that happening to any one you know.

Published On: 6/12/2007
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My Blog: i wuz bored
By: So_BiTcHiN101


  You Don’t Understand!

Crying on the inside
Bleeding on the out
you never really understand
what it’s all about

Am I alive?
As I feel the pain
This is the feeling
That I have gained

You make your jokes
And tell me I’m wrong
I know you’ll regret it
Once I’m gone

Ill never be loved
The way I was
You ask me why
I don’t want to be judged

These scars are here for a reason
Not just because I wanted to be done
These are here for every time
I just wanted to go with it and run

I write these poems to let you know
That whatever happens
Just let it go

Get over the fact
That Ill never be like you
Ill be gone
When my time is due.



Published On: 6/7/2007
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My Blog: Dad Why
By: bloodyroses


Daddy why?

Daddy why did you go?
Leaving me here all alone.
With old memory's to remember.
Daddy why did you go?
Looking back through my deep blue sea eyes,
The good time we had together.
Daddy why did you go?
The laughter that we had.
The long walks together.
Daddy why did you go?
The fights we had, sorry.
The hugs and kisses good-night.
The piggy-bank rides.
Daddy why did you go?
Looking back at the visits.
The tears I tried to hide.
The I love yous.
Daddy why did have to go?
Remembering you saying that your going nowhere.
Saying you love me so.
Daddy why did you go?
Leaving me here all alone.
With no more hugs and kisses.
Daddy why did you leave?
You're not here to watch me grow up.
Knowing you're watching me up there.
But not next to me.
Daddy why did you leave me?
It was to early.
I wasn't ready.
I love you so.
Daddy why did you go?


Published On: 5/30/2007
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