Samantha Campbell

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I write without rhyme or meter free verse just what ever I feel inside coming out in its own intricate rhythm pure unashamed passion without definable restriction I write great exhibition of feelings without shame for all control is lost I release nothing but that raw literature that uncensored c.literature that cum before you go those unapologetic scriptures find more of my work here more of my erotic works that is http: //www.writerscafe.org/VirginPoet Im 32 Ive been writing since I was 12 maybe younger I am many things yet defined by nothing thus being said I'm Influenced by a legion of passions a collection of thoughts I love art, movies and music? ? ? ? uncontrollably Materialistic people get under my skin. I don't care about your money or your ideal that beauty has to be perfection it all looks plain and the same. Fall out of line, don't just follow everyone else and look for status and false beauty. I'm all about uniqueness and beauty from things that are amazing and different. I admire people who are themselves and don't strive to be the perfect image of what the media tells us we should be. I am a watcher I am a writer. I am an artist, and expressionist. I seek mutual understanding. I am going to try to get the most out of life, and learn everything that has relevance. Lack of perspective equals ignorance I want to see through everyone's eyes and hear what they hear. I want to love you and know all that has happened to you in your life cause its made you who you are. Poetry is the only thing that can fix me when I'm broken, break me when I'm fixed, remind me when I've forgotten, distract me when I'm too far in, wake me when I'm tired, relax me when I'm too alive love me when I'm feeling unloved, and holds me when I am sad. We all try to find whats important in life, to some people the goal may be happiness, to some success or to others it may be beauty. Me? Well I guess I forgot to make goals while I was 'growing up' as they call it. I was too busy observing people and trying to figure out what separates us all... and wanting to be a great many things that a thousand lives could never complete. Obsessed with understanding why a million lonely people couldn't find each other While wishing for my own true love but I was not the typical girl I never dreamed or planed my wedding I was more of a tomboy, climbing in and falling out of trees, punch you in the face fighting with the boys type girl and in a way I still am but I'm still more of a lover than a fighter I claim all the responsibility because no one else will. I create myself every day in the image of my ideal. I also slowly lose the energy to give a damn about anything (or so I say but don't fully mean) . I watch as the whole world takes two steps forward and ten steps back...Digression of the masses. I watch how celebrities try to run our lives and tell us what to be, what to ware or what to rebel against all while they have very little control over their own lives their fueled and controlled by their addictions and fears Everybody's hiding behind masks weather there made of diamonds or coal. As Kurt Cobain said Wanting to be somebody else is a waste of the person you are. From here everything looks like brainwashing From here, I'm losing the will to fight anymore From here I hope I don't stand alone? Lessons in futility, and learning the meaning of 'lost cause' none of us are lost causes. Every day my heart is a little more broken from what I see and feel I loathe the memory of being told not to let it get to me, What a joke People preach ignorance in the name of happiness but that only fuels the problems and isolates us all How can we stand by while narrow minded people preach hate? I would rather be unhappy and aware than blissfully in denial. People say nothing is original anymore, but I think that's a crock of shit and a demonstration in laziness. Each of us are original, if we can actually open our eyes and think for our self's as individuals can you imagine that world if we all knew and fully understood how unique and special we all are Every human being and/or life form is original in itself. From there it's a matter of self-discovery and who your friends are. Inspiration is wonderful, but directly taking an idea and calling it your own is quite the opposite. Everyone wants to be someone else now, so we live in a world of isolated copy cats. Runway fashion show lives. I fill a thousand pages, use up a thousand pens and burn my eyes out writing in the dark... For what? Why should I give a shit anymore? But the bigger question is why can I not stop caring when it hurts me so? I have given everyone my love I don't play games so don't play games with my heart its not a toy not a bloody ball to be tossed about dropp me and I will break but I'm the only one who can put me back together you might have made the cracks and flaws but I'm the glue I wont be Humpty Dumpty. I do have a hollow spot; it seems I lost my yolk like something or someone is missing. I feel things more deeply and take everything to heart maybe that's what makes me a poet. I have forgiven everyone who has ever tried to break me Ive forgiven the past even though going through it alone was hard and I didn't let it make me hard but I'm not so soft either its made me better than I might have been opened my eyes to the world around me instead of drowning in the world within myself made me see we are all drowning inside but with forgiveness in my heart I can keep my chin above water. I am eternally grateful for the kindness I have received in my life, I Love every one of you who have blessed me with yourselves. I miss everyone I have lost even the family I never got to know, and cherish everyone I have left and who have left me. I know I love you is not an easy thing for most people to say (I just wish I wasn't the only one saying it) because saying it means you've opened yourself up took down the walls you carefully built those are the ones that when open are open to the bone. Than there are the ones like me who can say I love you more easily cause were made of bone we don't hide from the pain we turn the pain into words? and artists into works of art. All Poetry Copyright Trademark / Patent ~virginpoet 2011 ~virginpoet All Rights Reserved)

The Best Poem Of Samantha Campbell

21st Century Prophets

We Poets are
21st Century Prophets
filling up notebooks
and screaming on stages

We connect in a fashion
as we wear words

We dance on pages
stripping naked
to get you to listen
like what we
have to say
can be heard
better by eyes
but only 4%
of the public
suffers with
Sinestesia

And still we slash
our wrists with ballpoint pens
to get our souls heard

Hanging our pain like paintings
in an art exhibit entitled
'Emotional Poets'

Wanting
Waiting
Wishing
for an
Art Critic
to tare
us apart

Letter by letter
word for word

Because...

Because we are so
tightly put together

That we love
to be torn apart

We turn
the pain
into art
and scars
into deeply
embedded
ink wells

Don't you see?

We 21st Century Prophets
hold the keys to our
broken heart cages
by wielding pens in ways
that spark thought

Cant you see?

Our wrists are still tender
yet we slash them open
again and again because...

Because writers block
is a far far worse
form of torture

And never
being read
is a fate
worse than death

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