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a picture of my existenceA picture of my existence would show a small, little girl with beautiful jewelry, clothes and shoes within grasp but never giving them the slightest glance. She’s looking towards the people walking by, she reaches for them sometimes close enough to touch their arm but they don’t notice they keep walking, disappearing into the same darkness from which they came. She tries to follow, to run after them, terrified to be left behind, to once again be left alone. But like all the other times she can’t run after them and is left alone in that familiar darkness.a picture of my existence
by ~PoetryMusicofMyLife
A LIFE LIKE US..A girl from the past reaching for a life. This girl never had a life to live alive. Everyone has a life to live but this girl that chose deaths door, like so many have before, and still choose now. They wander the earth endlessly. So caught up with their own misery to notice the other lost souls. This girl chose never to live a life like us. Never have a name like us. Never have a family like us. She has no love to feed her soul. She’s nothing like anyone else she’s just an unknown soul. She wanders in misery, mourning over the things she could have had. She saw thy life of pain and sorrow, and chose the easy path to go. She didnA LIFE LIKE US..
by ~PoetryMusicofMyLife
The KeyThe key to me some people can seeThe Key
A locked door that’s me Never opened, a deserted place, an empty space They’ve been close but never followed through
No one knows the true me
Never will till they unlock my soul The past keeps the lock from rusting
Fear from the memories not being told
Afraid when someone gets close
Always afraid the past will replay Too afraid to let them in Afraid to lose another friend Still afraid of the past
Feeling safe with the truth hidden away From you, from them, from me
Trust locked away with the past, the me
by ~PoetryMusicofMyLife
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the worst poem i ever wroteIt kills me.the worst poem i ever wrote
it destroys me, on the inside, that i fail
when i try for you, i'd die for you in a second i would do it i swear but when i try for you, so much garbage trash nothingness spews from my mouth
i try for everyone else and they swoon, its so easy to give them what they want but you, what do i give to you? that you could possibly want from me?
how can i tell you that talking to you is the only thing that makes me happy? how do i let you know that you're all the home i'll ever need? how to i explain that i'm a wreck with you b
by ~dudemangamer791
College Essay Turned PoemGrowing up all alone No one to love, nothing to hold No one to play with and no one to call No kisses to knees should the poor boy fall Just a boy alone with his secrets and anger, Boiling inside to a point of danger The only solace he finds in his world, When all around love diamonds and pearls, And old beat up tree which leans to one side, And a giant orb, falling gracefully from the sky For as a summer wind blows, it brings with it warmth,College Essay Turned Poem
As the branches sway the boy hears a voice The smell of his mother is sap and pine The sight of his father the su
by ~dudemangamer791
SecretsShow me the real you, the one that you hide Your Rapunzel in towers locked way up high I'll show you my secrets, covered in mud, You can't look down on them who are aboveSecrets
You show me your pain I'll take it away, I said I'd never leave and today's not the day That i break that promise, never to you Show me your pain, here's what I'll do
I'll hide it with my secrets, bury it far, Leave your heart smooth, perfect, without a scar, Can you handle my secrets? i can handle yours I love means looking over things you abhor
You show me your ego, I'll show you m
by ~dudemangamer791
the things left unsaidThings left unsaid can eat at your soul, Its a burning pain many of us know And when you find you can't let go, And it eats you and you're gonethe things left unsaid
It may have been an "i love you" you left a second to long It may have been the perfect song, It may have even been wrong, But it still should have been said
Its a silent torture reserved for those Unable to grasp the treasure under their nose And for their life, wherever they go The smell of gold lingers
So speak the things out of your heart, Ddon't dally, don't wait, right from the start, Because
by ~dudemangamer791
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