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evann92 Posted at 8:07 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
The hate.
The lies.
The fear.
All the loneliness that's become.
Not knowing.
Always wondering.
Dealing with life on the outside.
The low self-confidence.
The cold chill that run's up her spine,
When he says her name.
The way he used to make her feel,
Yet,
Now,
Everytime she look's into his eyes,
She goes into a state of terror.
Not worthy of anyone,
She resorts back to her old ways.
her and the razor blade.
So devistated.
She hit's the a vain,
Blood pouring out.
Leaving nothing laying on the ground.

As his vioce deepends,
The pain only gets worse.
More powerful than ever.
He slaps her to the ground.
Only caring about himself.
Scenceless.
As she screams,
'Mercy please don't do this!'
He rapes her repeatedly.
She's left on the ground.
Empty of herself.
Alone.
He's taken everything but her heart.
The only thing that will carry her through the cold nights wind.


the guys,
the drugs,
the sex,
the alcohol.
the neverending fear of what she's becoming.
a monster.
hiding the truth of whats deep down.
facing her inner demonds is only the first step.
the choice she'll always regret.
the changes she's made to meet the media standerds.
diet pills, striods.
anything to become the center of attention.
no one knows who she really is.
she's got brilliant personality yet,
she's burning with anger.
trying to find her meaning in life she turns to,
the guys,
the sex,
the drugs,
the alcohol,
anything that will numb the truth.


The constant battle.
Should I eat?
Should I not?
The tiny voice inside my head saying,
Everything will be okay.
A few minutes later,
The needy feeling comes back.
Bordom,frustration, the past.
All in one.
Alll at once,
To much to handle.
Breaking the passion inside,
Tearing apart every bit of confidence in me.
Forgetting everything around me ,
Only thining about he next piece of food that i will get.


The silence,
So awakening.
He jumps out of bed in a sweat.
The nightmare from the past.
The little innocent boy with an effortless smile.
The father that only ever cared about drugs and alcohol.
The suffering the father put he boy through.
The emotional abuse,
Just as bad as the physical.
The one night that re-appears in his dreams endlessly.
The night he shot his own father to the ground.
His won blood and flesh.
Covered in blood.
The next few years,
Fill of court.

His voice ,
Lingers beneath the skin ,
So haunting and painful.
Fear running beneath the vains.
Showing the world her every emotion.
The truth that has now been diseved by lies.
The light that is slowly fading away.
Inside the shell of terror ,
The memories start to fade back into the broken mind of a little girl,
Wondering what happend to make her so scared and valurnable.
The abuse?
The alcholic mother?
The lack of a father?
The lack of compassion in her life?
All she needs is love ,
Before she slowly fades into a life in the darkness.
Help her before it is too late.
Place the sweet innocent little girl into serenity,
letting her forget the terrifying past.
Catch her as she fades.

She spends her nights,
Wishing,
Wanting,
Waiting.
For somehing that will never come true.
The happiness that is right beneth her skin,
just dosnt measure up to the expectations.
The beatuy,
The passion,
The love.
The feeling shes gets knowing that the one she loves the most,
is so close,
yet she can not seem to say what she's thinking.
Afraid of regection.
She spends her nights,
wishing,
wanting,
waiting.
The feeling he gives her.
The way he makes her smile.
The way he can say absolutly nothing,
yet make her feel like a queen after a bad day.
She spends her nights,
wishing,
wanting,
waiting.
Now,
all that is left is,
him,
to realize whats right infront of him.


The wall between us,
its unbreakable.
We cant turn back time and change but,
We can at least try to make things right,
now that everything is over.
Why does it matter to you so much anyways?
Im always going to be your little girl,
but your slowly going to have to let me go.
Break the wall.
I need you,
To talk to you,
To just be there no matter what.

When will her day of happiness truly come?
She cant stop thinking about what people say about her,
but why?
Is it the like long fear she was left with?
Or is it just because she has a lack of self esteem?
When will it finally be her moment to shine in the world,
To show who she really is?
She hides behind a wall of terror every day.
Wondering why she lets people down so much.
But all she can do is cry to let go of everything.
On the outside she seems happy but deep down inside she cries when no ones watching.
She only wishes that she could just run,
letting the cold breeze take her away and heal the pain that life has caused her.

her eyes get puffy,
the tears fall slowly one by one.
she knoks on the door , one on aswers.
another person that has let her down.
she's a nobody.
everyone she has ever loved refuses to lover her back.
she's a nobody.
what did she do wrong to deserve this?

Loves embrace,
The butterflies she got when she thought about him,
The safety he gave her,
The summer nights they spent together,
The day they said it was over.
Will she ever truely love again?
She now knows she cant rush love,
it just happens when it happens.
People say that if someone loves you its cause they love you for who you are,
but why does it seem like she has to change everything about her to ever find true love again?


Shine a light down on me.
I need to stand out,
make people notice me.
I feel like I should lead not follow.
Heaven help me.
I'm all alone now,
Wondering why he dosen't talk to me that much.
Wondering the real reason he dumped me.
Wondering why she's putting me throguh hell.
Heaven help me.
I'm all alone now.
Wondering why it's so hard to love me.
Wondering why I had to be one of the many people to get abused.
Wondering why I'm still alive.
Wondering what my realy purpose in life is.
Heaven help me.
I'm all alone now.

Curly brown hair,
Big brown eyes,
She's just another pretty face.
A bubbly personality,
Easily amused,
She's just another pretty face,
A broken heart,
Why is it so hard to love her?
She's just another pretty face,
that guys only want for friendship not love.

i tried so hard to impress you,
but.
you never noticed anything,
nothing was ever good enough for you.
you always wanted me to exeed my levels.was i just a mistakeor do u jut not want me to make the same stupid dicisions in life that u did?
not enough love between us to have that good mother duaghter realashionship.
so,
we hide behind our real emotions and pretend like nothings wrong

motionless in pain.
sucidal thoughts provocing.
bloodshot eyes due to my messed up life.
i try and deny that nothing ever happend
but,
no matter what, you keep coming back.
i just want you gone.
you messed me up.
i dont need you telling me what to do, who to be and trying to have power over me.

lost memories.
broken promises.
i love u like a brother.
i hate you.
its like u still have power over me but you dont.
living a life of lies.
holding in my last breath.

through her abusive childhood and rebelious teenage years,
it's now time for her to put it all to an end.
she never got to tell her step brother how she really felt about what he did to her.
all she ever wanted was a fairytale ending with prince charming, but insted she dies a slow and painful death.

when the lights go out,
i see ur face, terrified, i cant run.
there's no escape but to obay you,cry and pretend like nothing ever happend.
u had power over me for so long,
until that one day came that i rose over u and u had to deal with what u had done to me.

a thousand years have gone by.
spirits shattered.
perfect by nature.
the complete opposite.
natures worst.
she's nothing.
numb inside.
betrayed by everyone.
pain and suffering.
the last resort.
she dies a slow and emotional death.


i close my eyes wishing everything would be change and be wonderful again.
if only people would notice whats going on in the world.
people dying of hunger.
people having no place to sleep.
people without family.
children getting abused and molested.
its crazy.
what the hells wrong with the world today?
plastic surgery.
money being the most important thing.
its just sending negitive messages to children,
saying its okay to change who you really are.
doing all that doesnt make you a better person.
trust me....
follow your gut feeling and you'll get through life.

Replies
GmanXXVI Posted at 8:10 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
stopped reading after i glanced at the 1st paragraph.  i cant critique it on the account i didnt read it (naturally) and have no cradentials to do so (ie poetry is not my thing...by a long shot)
dropdead8883 Posted at 8:10 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
its okay
addicted to girls Posted at 8:09 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
cool
vamp queen Posted at 8:09 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
ok?
matto Posted at 8:09 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
i enjoy poetry when it is concise

when its messages are encoded in its words

not said explicitly in the last line

katjassidekick Posted at 8:09 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
Quote: from Yahtzee at 8:08 pm on Dec. 3, 2008

Brilliant.

It took you a few seconds, less than 40, to read all of that?

Descartes Posted at 8:09 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
im sorry i have a low attention span :(
waht i read was pretty good though :)
AndThn3 Posted at 8:08 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
how bout.... it's way to long to read
Yahtzee Posted at 8:08 pm on Dec. 3, 2008
Brilliant.
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