Today I start all over,
today is a new day.
I forget the past, and all those in it;
those who looked my way.
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Am I good enough for you,
so much older; full of knowledge.
Do you think that I'm smart too,
even though I despise college?
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I have become an empty shell
because my shell is gone-
in more words than I can tell.
...
Tired and groggy,
i awaken to the suns first light.
I move swiftly, cautiously,
for my fears hold me tight.
...
When I saw the look in your eyes,
I knew I had done wrong.
Sadness overwhelmed my soul
as you sang that sad song.
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I take a step outside,
feel the cool crisp air;
the wind whips my face,
stinging like a thousand needles.
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My brain pounds with agony,
is it because you're not here?
To hold me close, make me smile,
chase away my fears.
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I can drown my pain in liquor, I can drown my pain in wine.
Neither of those things will make me feel divine.
A growing sadness darkens over my already tainted heart,
to whom do I owe the pleasure?
...
My heart is filled with fury.
Why did you leave me here?
To die alone?
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At first all seemed well,
to any soul I'd relish to tell,
of the love we started to share.
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The other day you hesitated,
as did I;
and so was that a mistake?
...
I thought I knew you so well,
your eye caught mine,
something sparked; caught fire,
of course you were my one desire.
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Oh how it pours when it rains,
sending down razor sharp bolts of lightening.
Thunder that deafens my ears,
muffles the screams of my pain.
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I lay in the darkness of my room,
and still I cannot sleep,
for something heavy clings to the air,
even the birds do not sing tonight.
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As the sky grows dark,
and the wind picks up its speed,
I walk outside to smell the air
never taking heed;
...
Again I am enveloped in some kind of love,
at the same time I know I don't want it.
Again I keep falling for your lines,
at the same time I know I want some kind of love.
...
As I sit and wait here patiently, wails of sirens scream in my ears.
Reminding me of the death, that in the news will soon appear.
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I write poetry and music. Some of it has been published in a few books, but most of goes unread-until now. I hope you guys like what you read. I have only been doing this for about six or seven years and I'm trying broaden and expand what I write about. I don't want to write about the same things over and over again, so if it seems like I am, please send me a message, make suggestions-I take criticism well.)
Happiness
Happiness, oh happiness,
waiting to burst forth from me,
happiness.
To live in such splendour and
bathe in the milky sunlight,
I wish such a happiness,
existed for me.
To live in a world of anger,
trapped inside a bird's cage.
Why won't this happiness be mine?
Hatred fills my heart,
for this world full of anger,
Why can't this happiness be mine?