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 Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 1:37 pm
I wish to make this for people to post poetry.
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2007 9:33 pm
Here is some of mine, if anyone wants to bother to read. You can place this in some archive of this guild if you want... or do whatever.
Nameless
I can’t care anymore about the people who walk by
They are invisible to me - like I am invisible to them
I don’t care about anyone but myself
I can’t care about anyone but myself
No matter how hard I try
I can’t seem to feel that connection between
People and myself
No matter how hard I urge, am urged
It doesn’t matter if anyone would give my life credit
If anyone would give up his or her life for me
I… can’t… feel… anything
I am so dead to the world - the connection is so gone
I CAN’T UNDERSTAND
I DON’T CARE
I CAN’T CARE
No matter how hard it is pressed on me
I don’t understand anyone but myself
But I secretly like it this way
Forgive me, but I can’t give a damn about you
I can’t help but want to kill you when you irk me
You think I’m caring, but it’s a pack of lies
I say it with fake emotions
Just to appease you
Just so that I can be alone without your incessant
Annoyance!
A wise man once told me - that anger is not an emotion
That it is just an overreaction
To your ridiculous idiocy
So I may be wrong
But I don’t live in your disgusting, putrid world
I live in my own- where I define everything
I don’t need your petty rules to live
I have my own - and I don’t compromise for anyone!
The only emotion that I’ll begin to understand is empathy-That’s my curse-how I feel when something happens-To another person-It’s how I have been using emotions-The only one/reaction that is different is anger-I have-learned to channel it to be a disguise-I am sad-and angry-But usually apathetic and emotionless-My favorite “emotion” is loneliness-I don’t usually have this time to idolize the only love of my life (myself)- I don’t have to be around anyone-Just myself-I promise that I love myself more than anything-To me, I only know that I exist
It’s only me in this world
I am the only one who can see and understand myself
No matter what you say
You can’t define who I am
And I can’t define you
Because I can’t see you
Lies!
Can you feel me?
Can you feel anything?
Pass me the lies that you have given me.
See if I feel anything!
See if there is any reason for me to tell you the goddamn truth!
Why are there always lies?
You’re ******** dead to me!
I am dead to myself.
Every ******** one is dead to me!
These lies mean nothing to me.
I Cannot Speak
I feel my lips sewn shut
As I try to express myself
My eyes hungry with intent and confusion
I shiver as I try to speak
Stop my thoughts, as they are dead and silent as night
All that I can muster is a smile
Consider the object of beauty upon which I stare
Such short memories lie in my mind
Doing whatever would cause the object of my heart happiness
How I tremble in my thoughts at the opportune moment
Afraid of what would happen
Afraid of my silly notions
Waiting for my result
I Cannot Speak
The cards are laid on the table
Yet I cannot pick them up
I only hide well
I can remain silent, pretending that what’s in my heart does not exist
Pretending that my emotions do not grow with each passing moment
When I am alone for a while
Without socialization of any kind
I! feel! empty!
I lie awake at night,
After I tell my esteemed colleagues that I am off to slumber
Still wondering if I have a chance
Still wondering what would happen
If my heart could feel anymore
Withering away as my life is sucked away
Can’t lie, can’t tell
I have to hold back
In fear that I’ll lose it all
All that makes my heart tick
Complications… complications
Leading myself in the dark
As I try to find the light
The light in which my very soul burns
Holding my heart in my chest
I realize that it cannot speak
Even if it had courage
It would have no voice to express its thoughts
No communication between it and the object
No voice…
I cannot speak
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 7:02 am
roses are dead violets are too and now i am going to smash you eek
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 8:26 pm
That... was creative.
Scribbles
I am not myself anymore
I don't know how you changed me
Yet again I cross your path, and I can't help but smile
When you walk by
How with each passing glance you change me
From one person to the next
I don't know how you do it
But I feel myself becoming less immune to your gaze
How you hypnotize me and convince me
To do your bidding
How you hold your secrets in the locked part of my chest
And how I keep so many, and tell you so many
You make me dizzy inside whenever I see you
My heart races
It's a secret how I truly feel at the moment
You like me, and I like you
But...
I....
don't
think that...
completes the sentence...
Because ... I am choking up inside
And I know how you hate how sentimental I get
But... yeah, it doesn't matter now
Because you're right here
And I don't have to be myself anymore
I can't help but...
To feel this way
Because you could maybe...
Nevermind you're here,
And it's all that ever matters to me
I am so taken
I am so entranced
I am so... what's the word
That accursed phrase I cannot say
How I can't even tell you,
Because I can't feel anything
Not in the locked part of my heart
That part I destroyed years ago
After I saw you for the first time
I can't believe my heart burns
I am not myself anymore
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