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Sorry.I'm sorry for the things I do,
sorry for the things I say.
Sorry that I talked to you,
sorry that I'm this way.

I'm sorry that I trusted you,
and sorry that I lied.
Sorry that I laughed at you,
sorry that I cried.

I'm sorry that I hated you,
I'm sorry I loved you too,
I'm sorry that you broke my heart,
and that it still belongs to you.

Suicide After DeathAs they look upon her casket,
tears in their eyes,
wondering why she did this,
they can't seem to help but cry.

What they don't know would hurt them,
suicide was her dismiss,
but could you call it suicide?
she was dead so long before this.

FlawedInsecurities.
Screaming at me,
haunting me,
clawing at every inch
of my body.
That little voice inside my head
sounding strangely like my own,
tearing me down,
apart,
from the inside.
Each hate-filled blow,
hits harder than the last.
Each self-inflicted cut,
each burn,
hidden in shame,
nonexistent to the piercing eyes of others,
visible only in that lonely mirror reflection.
Puffy eyes,
tear-stained cheeks,
little dotted lines drawn
over every flawed bit of me.
Not pretty enough,
talented enough,
smart enough,
good enough.
There is not a perfect inch
within my being.
Why can't I be beautiful?

I ChangedTrying to cover the tears, trying not to show my fears.
Why do I keep it all inside? My pain getting harder to hide.

I used to be cheery, it used to be real.
But now it's different, and they're making some big deal.

Saying "Why are you so sad?" and "You look depressed."
Can't you just leave me alone, let it rest?

So maybe I've changed...what's that got to do with you?
Just because I've changed? Well maybe you have too.

Everyone changes.

MisunderstandingPitter Patter, goes the rain.
Her cry, filled with pain.
Where is he?
Where did he go?
Didn't I see him? Just a minute ago?
He was here, and now he's gone.
And now a thought begins to dawn....
He's left her, he's moved on.
She loved him, he loved her too.
Or so she thought, and in her mind, a plan begins to brew.
She'll get back at him, oh yes!
She will, she'll make him pay.
She'll even kill.
He took her heart.
She took her life.
And now that man has lost his wife.
He didn't leave her, he hadn't moved on.
He was too late....and now she's gone.
Pitter Patter goes the rain.
And now his cry is filled with pain.

One Last GoodbyeWriting one last letter, saying one last good-bye,
My blood falling to the floor, as if coming from the sky.
"You told me that you love me, but we could never be,
I cannot live without you, so I'm doing this you see."
"If we cannot be together, then I don't want to live,
I've got nothing left at all, nothing left to give."
I close the envelope softly, seal it wish a kiss,
Turn to look the other way, and wait for my dismiss.

Silent Killer.silent.
silent screams.
silent whispers.
silent sobs.
silent tears.
silent cries.
silent secrets.
silent depression.
silent heartbreak.
silent hate.
silent evil.
deadly.

No EmotionsSometimes it's easy,
Sometimes it's not.
Sometimes it's cold,
Sometimes it's hot.
Sometimes I smile,
Sometimes I grin.
Sometimes I lose,
Sometimes I win.
Sometimes I pout,
Sometimes I frown.
Sometimes I'm up,
Sometimes I'm down.
Sometimes I'm sweet,
Sometimes I'm nice.
Sometimes sugar,
Sometimes spice.
Sometimes I laugh,
Sometimes I cry.
And then there's those days...
I want to die.

Can't Help Loving YouI really cannot help it,
It says so in my heart,
I really cannot help it,
Though I didn't feel so at the start.

But now we're closer and I realize,
I'm lucky to have you,
All the things you say to me,
The sweetest things you do.

You cheer me up,
When I am down,
You make me smile,
When I frown.

You may not ever realize,
My feelings deep and true,
You may not ever notice,
I can't help loving you.

I'll never stop loving you, there's no way I could.

Open CasketAn open casket,
a black rose.
I bend over her body,
my tears stain her clothes.

I feel their empty hugs,
they say I'm in their prayers.
As I mourn her death,
upon me are their stares.

They say they understand me,
say they know how I feel.
But I can see their steely glares,
they pretend this isn't real.

I say my dear goodbye,
they lower her into the ground.
I throw myself upon the dirt,
and weep without a sound.

Oh, Beautiful Girlher beauty,
shines as bright as a star.
glows palely in the moonlight.
burns radiant in the sunshine.

her eyes,
soft and sensual, like a mother's touch.
big and green, pretty like money.
the key to her heart, mind, and soul.
her lips,
as smooth as cocoa butter.
juicy as a ripe red apple.
longing to feel a lover's kiss.

her heart,
cold like a winter frost.
lonely like a high school geek.
cracked like a broken record.

her mind,
deep like the ocean blue.
sharp like a razorblade.
wandering like a lost soul.

her body,
petite like a china doll.
her skin a milky white.
warm to the touch, like fire.

her soul,
torn like a ri

A Beautiful - Terrible SceneYou are in a vast forest. You walk into a big clearing, a meadow. Soft, lush, green grass is growing with little clumps of tiny yellow flowers here and there. The meadow is very big and is surrounded by trees on all sides, but one.
In the distance you see something glisten in the sun and run towards it. It’s a lake, filled with clear, blue, glistening water, not that deep. At the bottom you can see the white sand and little fish swimming. Around the lake are cherry, peach, and apple trees, ripe and sweet-smelling, in full bloom. You pull a peach off of one of the trees and bite into it, tasting it’s sweet juices.
You look up

Moving OnWhy don't I want to leave, yet I do?
Is it because I won't see you?
Will I miss this okay place?
Or will I miss your smiling face?
Will I miss the people here?
Or is it you I hold so dear?
Will I miss the past behind?
Or is it you stuck in my mind?
Will I miss the sky so blue?
Or dear friend will I miss you?

Invisible Girlshe's the girl who doesn't talk,
too hurt to say a thing.
she's the girl who misses you,
seeing you makes her heart pang.
she's the girl who hardly cries,
she wants to come off tough.
she's the girl who fakes a smile,
you'd never know her life was rough.
she's the girl who you put last,
but say you love her most.
she's the girl who'd cry & cry,
if you became a ghost.
she's the girl who messes up,
she can't do anything right.
she's the girl who gives up first,
no, she won't win the fight.
she's the girl who'd give everything up,
just to be with you.
she's the girl who needs you most,
the girl you look right through.

Stone HeartThe stone wall is peaking,
Making it's rise to the top.
I try not to think about us often,
I've simply put my heart on stop.

When people look at me,
All that pity in their eyes,
I stare back with my fake contempt,
Causing them to step back in surprise.

They say I take things quite well,
They think I'm doing just fine,
But truth is, I'm not taking it at all,
although deep down I've lost my shine.

I had this gut feeling from the start,
That I would end up broken,
But an idea called love got in the way,
Now on bitter tears I'm chokin'.

In my imagination you were different,
You were just the boy of my dreams,
But reality kicked

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On the verge of tears.
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So you assume she's all right.
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sometimes people say things,
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I bend over her body,
my tears stain her clothes.

I feel their empty hugs,
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upon me are their stares.

They say they understand me,
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they pretend this isn't real.

I say my dear goodbye,
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I throw myself upon the dirt,
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I cannot live without you, so I'm doing this you see."
"If we cannot be together, then I don't want to live,
I've got nothing left at all, nothing left to give."
I close the envelope softly, seal it wish a kiss,
Turn to look the other way, and wait for my dismiss.

No EmotionsSometimes it's easy,
Sometimes it's not.
Sometimes it's cold,
Sometimes it's hot.
Sometimes I smile,
Sometimes I grin.
Sometimes I lose,
Sometimes I win.
Sometimes I pout,
Sometimes I frown.
Sometimes I'm up,
Sometimes I'm down.
Sometimes I'm sweet,
Sometimes I'm nice.
Sometimes sugar,
Sometimes spice.
Sometimes I laugh,
Sometimes I cry.
And then there's those days...
I want to die.

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Is it because I won't see you?
Will I miss this okay place?
Or will I miss your smiling face?
Will I miss the people here?
Or is it you I hold so dear?
Will I miss the past behind?
Or is it you stuck in my mind?
Will I miss the sky so blue?
Or dear friend will I miss you?

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Escape

by ~brokenxbeauty, Jan 13, 2006, 7:00:24 AM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I'm trying to escape,
trying to get away,
trying to ignore what they do,
forget about what they say.

No move I ever make,
can ever be one right,
every simple thing I say,
always starts a fight.

I'm sorry I'm not perfect,
the way I'm supposed to be,
the thing is your slowly killing me,
why can't you see?

I'd really like to run away,
where someone would understand,
to someone who could see my pain,
and gently take my hand.

Escapeby ~brokenxbeauty

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

©2006-2013 ~brokenxbeauty

a not-so-great poem about getting away.

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~pjgr4ever Apr 25, 2013

This is beautifully written.

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~writerbeliever Apr 5, 2013 New member

I agree with the other comments. I have this poem on my favourites page. It is very expressive and would make good lyrics for a song. It is very good. Follow your heart and keep writing!

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~Misteriouswriter7 Apr 5, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

no poem is not-so-great
A writer can't judge his or her own poetry
Because we always look down upon it
So thank you for the poem, about getting away
The dream all of us share
And we all write about, as crappy as we can

Keep writing..

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~PurpleHaze96 Mar 11, 2013 New member Hobbyist Writer

oh my God, this is PERFECT! Love it!

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~RDS47 Feb 27, 2013 New member Hobbyist Writer

I feel the tension. Love it.

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~Orphen3rx Feb 18, 2013

I like it and agree, it leaves you wanting more.

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Mood: Love

~Nyah-the-hedgehog Feb 2, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

i have no words for how awesome this is

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~LeafPen Feb 1, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

It's very relate able, everyone at sometime or another wants to get out of what's going on in their life. I really like it.

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~ZandaryHyll Jan 28, 2013 Student Writer

School life really can suck for many people. But sometimes a light can be seen at the other end of the tunnel of education.
All we have to do is hope for the best, keep our fingers crossed, and hold hands with our imaginary freinds.

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Mood: Compassion

~KyuuketsukiNoShouzo Dec 30, 2012

now I know why i hated my school life so much....

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