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Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.
FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.
 
It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.
 
I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?
 
What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –
You'll Never Understand...You'll never understand...
But I'm glad you don't.
Because that would mean
You'd have to go through my pain.
And I'd never wish that
For you.
Dear fucked society,Dear fucked up society,
Why do you take our rights?
Our human rights?
To who we love?
To who we are.. To our image?
Tell me.


You force images down our throat;
Images of airbrushed, false looking
people. You want people to look
more skinny and cause anorexia,
More along the hidden line that
you dig under the ground like
a dead forgotten body yet always there


You show us that its not right to be gay,
lesbian, bi-sexual or transgendered..
And then wonder why the suicide rate is
so fucking high. You cause the nightmares
and terrors of our family not accepting us
our
Telling Childhood Goodnight.They were the fearless whispers through the starless night.
They were the pounding feet through the cobbled streets,
Screaming out for everything.
They were the fleeting memories of a time long gone by,
Blown away in the wind to a far away sky,
Where the air is cold and the stars never shine.
 
Memories leave their traces behind,
The scars on my legs from a day long gone by.
I was climbing a rock,
That would forever leave me with a flaw.
 
They were the youthful cries, screaming out.
They were the glowing eyes, on a fearless march,
Racing down the cobbled streets, blazing out for all to see.
The beacon of light that is now dying out,
I never wanted it to go away.
Everything is changing at a speed I can’t match,
I am drifting further every day.
 
It makes me want to cry that the best and worst days of my life,
Are being pushed away with every day that passes by.
I want to hold on
But each day I lose more ground.
Soon they will be gone without even a sound.
 
Th
Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)
I don't fight fair...Cut, bruised, scraped, forgotten. These things I have all been at least once in my life. But it
hasn't made me stronger, just more determined in my fight to live another day. 
I know the ways of my attackers, studied their movements, learned their tricks and gleamed 
their true motives. I have seen their weaknesses, their faults, theirs flaws and I have kept
them close to me, ready for use when the next time we meet.
They are cautious of me, they have weary from my adaptive ways, knowing that I can fall only
so many times. They are scared for I have the key to their defeat; not by sane ways, but by
the ways they fear to tread.
One look, one stare, one gesture and they will run in fear for the truth is upon them: "I won't 
live restrained anymore."
"I have seen your errors an played on them like strings on a violin. Moved you to place were I
make the rules. Put you on display for all to see what you have done, and what will be done."
 
You ha
Silent and GoneAlong the blue streams of those who were simplistically glassed, I drag my wooden, empty coffin; it contains only my past.

For the many decades I've lengthened have expanded pain's time; across shallow mountains and beatings I prepare my final climb.

Through harsh mists and soft grasses the journey trembles on; days on end without my voices; alas, I realize they are gone.

Near all abandonment's shelter I rest without ease; my halved demon appears before me; she speaks hellishly in the breeze.

Forgiveness and hallucination she crisply burns in my eyes; I must awaken and continue, 'tis my time to remain wise.

To a judging stream near the g
The WaitingBones hang from trees
Hollow windchimes rattling
In the sullen breeze

Dark clouds make noonday dusk
Rusted buttons on threadbare coats
Sorrow drips like rain

(From the fingertips of this dead-rose day)

Hoofprints kill the grass
Where the dark horse steps
The rider unsmiling

The tired and ill amble about
Cattle awaiting the shoulder tap
To sleep, but not to dream

(To become whatever the second birth dictates)
the carbon footprint of an arsonistyour crystal promise
rings drip off your glacial
fingers into global

nothings. the geodesic
dome you used to live in
is a hell you keep

clean-shaven and concentric,
spiraling away from you,
wrapping your unborn

children up in paper goblets.
for minimum wage, any geryon
would cling to the terza rima

inkblots on your
collarbones, his spongy molars
diving into your right

angles, his familiar laughs
killing your skin with
shivering cuddles and you

shudder, being self-diagnosed
at center of the universe,
your hair a nest of radio

waves, the one cosmic
principle drumming on the ancient
heart of mystery.

but amateur porn always
made you cry
lifelinesI fear the sound of sparrows
and the density of leaves
against dew-muffled blades
of grass,

and I'm drowning
in the sky.

My skin has learned how
to peel itself off
without causing a commotion
in my marrows or
even show the slightest hint
of pain,
and my heart has learned how
to hush the stars in their wake
and keep it all a secret.

There's a sea in my mouth
and I can't swim.

There are lifelines
cast like these and it will
all end with the same tragedy.
of seafoam thronesFrom Atlas’ hands she wept to me,
atop Africas and South Atlantics;

this is one situation unaffected by
ember eyes and windy lashes
(it has no anatomy).

You are sparrows stranded
in tiny crevices and cliffside love,
though you rebuke flight
in the fear of chipping feathers.

   So what do you do?

You reach for my soul,
coveting flight with shaking
dainty arms…

and perhaps I’ll let you:
With flytrap lips and
glass shaped hips…
you are unfit for anything but
sight.

(But beauty isn’t everything)
Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.
A Charmed LifeDoll-faced men and sinkholes, ancient tombstones
Leaves piled ankle-deep, falling down
Old wells, old graves, old friends lost
Pirate adventures in Neverland
Don't go into that barn

Ponchoboy and Rangergirl rise from the ashes
From the cold river, from afar
Remember before they were born, how they
Held hands and jumped into the world
Don't go into that school

Ladybugs, pennies, notes from the dead sun eclipse
Scrape the inside of your skull for clues
All the old dreams are still there, petrified
You are a rock of ages gibbering
Don't go into that factory
Ashes on the SandWe put you in
a crystal box
small enough for me
to hold in my
hands
(and that thought gives me
chill bumps)
The tide was high
where we took you
and I remember thinking
how pointless it was
(you were just going to wash
up on the shore)
Everyone was quiet
and some people cried
and as you were tossed
out to sea like so
many grains of sand
I thought how much
I missed you
(Now I think how much
I hate you
for leaving)
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Burn Me UpBurn me up
I need the ignition
Set fire on my body
I will enjoy the flames
As the tear my body part

Burn me up
Don't wash me with holy water
I need to be truly cleansed
For all I've done
Must be burned away

Burn me up
My skin is an instrument of sin
My body is scared and broken
This wasn't the holy once plan
I must burn myself for him

Burn me up
Cause I know
And after all I have learned
You can't be truly start fresh
Until you have erased all the old
The Sweet MelodyThere was one boy
He sat alone in his room
Play his guitar
Poured his emotions on it

As he played
He started singing
His voice was shaking
And his face was covered in tears

He continued to play
As his melody was filled with more of his soul
He let out a gasp of misery
He feels this in his heart

And as he continued to build up
He suddenly stopped
And he realized
That this wouldn't heal him

It would take away the pain
For some moments
It would wash away the guilt
For only a second

He put the guitar down
And he got up
He opened his door
And whispered to himself

' I'm gonna fix this
I don't care what it takes
I'm sorry m
Please, Don'tPlease, don't
You don't realize
What will happen if you do
You speak to thousands
But you listen to no one else

Please, don't
Cut that wrist again
What pain you cause me
You scream for help
But you do not accept it

Please, don't
Don't make me
Build you your coffin
I don't want to paint you
With my misery tears

Please don't
Don't do it
Life has so much more
To offer you
Just give it time
And times a bitch
But happiness will come
And trust me, it's worth the wait
Life Is A Dream ( For The Dead )Life is a dream
It's the dream
Of the dead

When we wake up
We will slowly rise
Out of our graves

When we look around
We will see our earth
Dead and broken

As we take our first steps
And wake from our slumber
We realize that we killed ourselves

As we try to speak
But are unable
Cause our lungs are gone

That's when we realize
We shut ourselves up
This could be stopped

But now comes
How mankind failed
Listen closely my child

When we thought
That there was nothing to do
We went back to our graves
And went back to sleep

We got back into our dreams
We dreamed about living
Cause we are all dead
And when our life is ov
Mother Earth, I'm So SorryI have forgotten how we got here
Why did we do this
Mother earth is crying
As we bomb each other to dust
This was foreseen

Are we blind?
Can't we see?
That we cause this pain and misery
Has the telly destroyed our feelings?
Are we blind?
Do we not see?

As the butterfly Runs away
It's wings are cut off
No more dreams of happiness
No more laugher in the streets
This was foreseen

Are we blind?
Can't we see?
This is not fair these chilly screams
As the children of the future are being murdered
I think we see
But our deaf ear is in the way

How can we have forgotten
About the camps
Have we all bent over
Are we someone's b
If I Had WingsOne wish
The one I wish for the most
To have a pair of wings so strong

I want to fly
I want to feel free
I want to look at the humans walking in the streets

I would use them to fly away
I would use them to help
I would use them to give people fun

I would use them to make a shelter
For people when it rains
I would be a nicer guy

But I know
That even if I had
They would be stolen and sold
For even the kind
Even the lost
Seems to have enemies

My wings would be broken and ripped off
Leaving me to bleed to death
My wings would be forever gone
If I did something great with them

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A Bleeding Rose Slowly Healing

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A Bleeding Rose Slowly Healing

I’m going to tell you a secret
The biggest of them all
I will tell you this secret
The happiest I’ve ever told

A year ago on this day
My heart was broken
My rose was bleeding
And when I’d lost all hope
An angel came to see me

I’ve never felt these feelings
These emotions they are so great
And when I wake up in the morning
The angel is on my mind

A year with her is closing in
And I just want her to know
what great of support she is
And that I have kept
Every secret she has told

I used to be bleeding
My heart was a rose
Pouring out red
But you held it in your hands

You kissed my bleeding rose
You tended it everyday
You slowly warmed it up
You healed it everyday

I know you think you are a bother
But you are not even close
I love you my angel
With every bone

My rose is healing
You’ve been patient so far
Please don’t let me go
I’ve gotten used to your warmth

My heart was shattered
My rose it bled
But I know my darling
It will be complete again
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Well, my first happy poem ever I think XD And this one has to be the most personall poem I've ever written. It's actually about how my life has been improving after last year, on this day ( valentines day ) last year I was an emotional wrech, I wanted to die so bad but I didn't do it, I harmed myself and I hated myself everyday and wanted to just go away from this world. I wrote a poem and posted it on this webpage and it was my first poem to hit the front page. This year, I've been so happy, someone came into my life and made every single day a blessing and I love her for that so much. She saved me and we've had rought times but we always pull trought no matter what.

This post is a combination of what she and I made for eachtother for valentines day, I wrote the poem and she made the drawing <3 :3 And I love that drawing <3 Made me so happy when I saw it that you guys won't understand xD anyways :3 Here is the profile to my amazing girlfriend [link] :3

And guess what, it does get better.
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~Hawk-tip Feb 13, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
The song "Last Christmas" came to mind when I read this.
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~Meandor117 Feb 14, 2013
A long time since I've heard that song XD
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~chancerox Feb 13, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
this is stunning. i love happy endings :)
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~Meandor117 Feb 14, 2013
Me too :3
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~Banditgirl Feb 13, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Huzzah! :dummy: I'm glad you're so happy now
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~Meandor117 Feb 14, 2013
Lol :3 Me too :3
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Mood: Love ~thebeautifulpe0ple Feb 13, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
I just keep reading this over and over and omg, i'm still speechless haha <3 I love you so much, I hope you know how much this means to me. <3 You're amazing.<3
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~Meandor117 Feb 13, 2013
I doubt I will know love <3 :3 And you make me amazing <3 I love you <3
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~thebeautifulpe0ple Feb 13, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
I love you too <3
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