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Graduation DayGraduation Day:

They told us we would be alright...

We had fought with honour and won our titles.

We had overcome trials together -

Watching dozens of our siblings fall in the line of duty.

For this they had promised us, a wondrous welcome;

A bountiful world of adventure, with a myriad of paths.

All this, they said, awaited us in the stone cities.

Large metropolises, where the working folk resided...

There were hundreds of us, who made that journey.

Walking miles across the scorching desert,

Clinging to a hope of the fortunes beyond.

Yet what awaited us was not a promised land -

Nor was it a life based on the merit we had earned.

I wish...I wish I was a monster
So I could be kind
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I was colored
So I could respect people
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I was a man
So I could be kind to women
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I had male friends
So we could all be..
Just friends
And break the stereotypes.

I wish I had autism
So I could prove that autism,
Does NOT mean "dumb".
And I could break the stereotypes.

I wish I could change the world.
But sometimes, you can't break a stereotype.

Only stereotypes, can break you.

Lingerhow can i move forward,
when the fingerprints of my insecurities
are still lingering within my chest,
pressing against my ribs like piano keys?
i am just waiting, for the day,
when the saddest parts of me
are overcome with songs of serenity.

Pretty Blue PillsPretty blue pills,
shiny in my palm,
the ticket to my peace,
to my eternal calm.

They're so perfectly round,
and soon they'll be in me.
The closest to perfect
that I'll ever be.

They go down so smooth.
Five, ten, fifteen and twenty.
Soon I'll be gone.
Twenty-five and Thirty.

That should be enough,
but I'll play it safe.
Thirty-five and forty.
Now I have no more to take.

The bottle is empty,
as empty as I feel.
None of this is happening,
too good to be real.

But soon I start to drift
into a dark unknown fog.
Somewhere quite distantly.
I hear a muffled sob.

But I blow it off as fake.
Nobody could possibly care.
I doubt anyone's noticed
th

You don't just die.Do you understand?
The blade against your wrist
Doesn't just slice your skin.
It cuts through others
Hearts
Souls
And sanity.

Do you understand?
You don't just kill yourself.
You kill everyone.
Everyone dies
Everyone cries
Everyone suffers
From YOUR goodbyes.

Do you understand?
You don't just die.
You take everyone down
With you.

PhantomWhen life
or fate
or whatever it is
that puts things together
and takes them apart...
when It
amputated you,
it left me
with a phantom
limb
and you are still attached
to my body
when I dance
and make love
alone

ten ways this breakup isn't meant for the movies1.
you go out for twelve eggs and come back
with half a dozen and a new girlfriend.
you hold the eggs out to me like
six dead birds is enough of a peace offering.

2.
i push the eggs out of your hand and stay
with my hand over your heart as i watch them
fall. if they do not hit the ground, this is all a dream.

3.
the eggs smash on the tile and splatter
on the cherry wood cabinets, newly installed
that cost me two paychecks.

3.
the egg whites hit your leather shoes that
you’ve worn for two months straight
because you think they make you look more sophisticated.

3.
the egg whites hit the fridge halfway up, barely touching
the moose mag

Dear friend,You have to understand, dear
The reason to why I run.
I run away from reality
From the lungs that cannot
Take anymore smoke
From the heart that threatens to
Stop...
I run away because
I'm a coward
Because I'm afraid of life
Afraid to care or love.
I'm afraid that every time
I'm glad it blows up in my face
And that every time I smile
I shed a million more tears.
That's why I run, dear
You have to understand.
I was destined to be a fighter but
I don't want to fight anymore.
I was destined to be a warrior
But how am I supposed to win when
The war I fight is against life itself?
I know that I always blow everything up but-
I keep stepping on mines, dear...
...I keep stepping on mines...

ellipsisshe goes to sleep
clawing at her chest with pinpoint accuracy
for an emptiness she can’t describe,
but hates all the same. tomorrow

she will write a letter: “dear boy,
i always wanted to be somebody’s
flowery poem, but the verses carved in my arms
are riddled with ugly clichés. & you are why

i don’t sleep through the night. if
we were a language, i was the
subordinating conjunction, you were

the punctuation.

i remember you in staccato
conclusions, solemn absences
of goodbye”

TearsI am not afraid to cry.

I am not afraid for you to see the tears

My tears.

Don’t tell me I have no heart.

Don’t tell me I have no soul.

For without them I could not cry.

You may not see my tears but they are there.

I have learned to let myself cry for the things I’ve loved,

For the things I’ve lost.

They are silent tears, but they are mine.

So let me cry.

Let me show you I have a heart.

Let the things that touch my heart be shown through my tears.

I am not afraid to cry.

brain squealsI beat depressions in the earth
for my brain squeals and waves
that burst in my wet ears
until something makes me drown.
I will. (again) V.

Virginia,

put rocks in pockets
and walk right in --
I'll drink your overcoat
until your throat weeps
and your soaked hair
weighs you down.

I promise.

with love,
Ouse.

P.S.
brain squeals are from cold sweats
sleep well.

I am notI’m not your little boy.
You’re not my little girl.
I’m just someone you met,
And wants to change the world
I’m not the prince in your dreams
I don’t have smarts or might
I’m just the one that screams
And cries to sleep at night
I’m not who you want me to be.
I will never be what you are.
I’m myself, I am free.
I’m not ashamed of my scars
I’m not that weak
You’re not that strong
You still have company
But I’m still alone
So I speak
Though this poem.
It’s not a pretty love song
I’m just saying what pains me, explaining what’s going on.
Because I am not perfect,
I’m not retarded,
I’m just like you,
Broken Hearted
Never forget,
There is always a reason to be
And I won’t regret
I’m always happy to be me.

They Called Her UglyThey called her ugly
and she screamed that she was beautiful
because that is what she believed
and They screamed twice as loud
and They left a small scar on her arm that was
big and red and bright
for all to see.

They called her ugly
and she yelled that she was beautiful
because that is what she thought she was
and They yelled three times as loud
and They left a bigger scar on her other arm that was
big and red and bright
for all to see.

They called her ugly
and she said that she was beautiful
because that is what she hoped
and They just said it louder
and They left a scar on face that was
big and red and bright
for all to see.

They call

combatantI.
it strikes me
that this woman
could be a palace.

I marvel at
the opulent dome of
her brow, her arch
expression—

skin like a courtyard of
ivory tiles,
a thousand intersecting
golden lines about her
head and neck.

she beams from atop her
sunlit tower,
beatific and beautiful,

spreads her arms like
open doors,
invites you to be one of

the many
who have wandered her
lavish halls.

II.
I’ve often thought
of myself
as a castle:

all rough-hewn stone
and turrets,
a temper like molten
tar.

my head is crowned
with
embattled parapets,

weapons readied
at the crenels.

I look out from my
guerites, my brattices,
eyes like arrow-slits

Second ShadowThe hand on your shoulder
The whispers in your mind
The words on your tongue
The voice in your throat
And the feelings in your soul

To drive to madness
To seduce the insane
To draw the blood
And dull the senses
To plague the memories
Of damage done
To fake safe haven
As the character changes

Light the anger and fuel the rage
Another mind to feed
A second shadow
To take you into eternity

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MirrorStare at the mirror
Stare at the lies
At the monster you've created
Behind those lifeless, broken eyes
Like a bird trapped in a cage
That is all you will ever be
There is no one there to rescue thee

Look at the hate
The hate you can not show
You're scared someone will find outl
Others will now know
You want to release it
To set it all free
But no one is there to rescue thee

Watch your loveless eyes
Those three words you can not say
A simple "I love you" they've taken away
Meaningless words, that fall on deaf ears
That grow heavier with the flowing tears
Want to escape? Everyone does, even me
But no one is there to rescue

ConcreteAm I crazy?
Why do I have to feel?
There are just some things I cant deal
I want to be strong, like concrete
So that way I will not be broken

Yes, I may seem cold and alone
But it is may fault
I push others away
So I can be strong, like concrete

I stand by myself, on my own
I do not regret all tha I have shown
I know it is crazy...
But I am strong, like concrete

Years pass, things change, people leave
And yet, I am still the same
Cold and alone
That is all I will ever be
But I am strong, like concrete

Days turn to months
Months turn to years
And still I can not express my fears
Silence is now, my only friend
But still I

A person without a nameWhat if I told you a story..
But it had one little twist..
About a single razor blade
Caught deep inside my wrist

What if I told you..
That it was not a dream
And when I called out
No one heard me scream

What would you say to that
And if only you knew
That everything I'm telling you
Was one time true

I am not looking for pity
I do not wish for you to cry
I'm just telling my story
And the time I wanted to die.

I wish I could say things were different
That it would never be the same
But that would be a lie
Another add on to my shame

I'm sorry if I upset you..
Or if you think this poem is lame
After all I'm just human
A pe

Can you see it?....Can you see the lost?
What about the alone...
The hopeless?
And the things she has never shown?....

In darkness she is kept
Her mind breaking
Piece by piece
She cries for the savor
Of her sweet release

Yes she is hurting...
And she will never be the same
As you made her feel nothing
Except the sweet taste of pain

Is this how you wanted her?
To make her feel so dead...
As the forsaken feelings
Dance in her broken head...

Maybe it was her fault
To fall for you so...
She has always been alone...
So just let her go..

But maybe you want to keep her
Locked inside the gloom
So she can live inside the empty
And alone forsee he

There once was a girl....There once was a girl
Who lived in a world
Where no one knew
About the true

She cried and cried
Behind her smile
That she wore for a mask
And done the task

She said she was okay
And it meant alot
It was one of the lies
Because really....
She's not

She says that she was fine
As she watched the quiet rain
That smile on her face
As she went insane

The girl you said was clingy
Was a girl that just needed...
To be held for a moment...

But now she will back off
She will not let you see
That the person she is now
Is what she pertends to be...

Heart of stoneDo you hear it?
The quiet little drum
That rings in your ears
As your time is done?

What about the quiet nights
When you sit alone..
With those blood covered arms..
That hide your path back home...

Do you remember the silient one
The one that layed in your arms
As you whispered sweet words
That never meant you harm

Now that girl is gone
She lays alone.
With scars on her arms..
And and a heart of stone..

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TAKE THIS HEART

by ~theforgotten3337, Apr 3, 2012, 5:04:16 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Take this heart
That beats in my chest
Cut it out deep
So it can have rest

Take this heart
And stitch it together
Its tired of the pain
Of the emotional weather

Its tired of the foolish lies
And the hollow smiles

Its tired of the soft cries
As my soul walks for miles

So please..
Take this heart..
As it slowly dies
And whisper softly
Those sweet goodbyes.

TAKE THIS HEARTby ~theforgotten3337

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

©2012-2013 ~theforgotten3337

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~ARoseInTheThorns Apr 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

luv it!
"So please..
Take this heart..
As it slowly dies
And whisper softly
Those sweet goodbyes."
My favorite part!!!!!

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~theforgotten3337 Apr 4, 2012

Thank you

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~oconpo0 Apr 3, 2012

My favourite line is the
'It's tiered of the pain
Of the emotional weather'

Nice play on words

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~theforgotten3337 Apr 3, 2012

Thank You

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