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Monsters and DemonsI think I'm pretty,
Don’t even think that.

I think I'm thin,
But you’re actually fat.
I think my friends
like me
No they don’t, they loathe you.
If fact, no one likes you!
You’re stupid,
You’re worthless,
You’re pathetic.
A freak!
Why are you so mean
to me?
To you!?
I AM YOU!
I am the voice,
Inside your head,
That makes you scream.
I am the monster,
That crawls into your heart,
And gnaws on it,
Until you bleed.
Until you cut.
Until you swallow
The internals of your poisons,
Tiny pill by tiny pill.

Until you fall asleep,
But never wake up.
Then I am finally silent.
But yet you’ve ignore me.
I have?

Sometimes you have.
Some days you go on,
Like I am never the bit of fragment
Of the sick twisted imaginat

Black is Not a Color.Saved.
Fire and miss.
Bleed Again.

I inhale the deepest scent of regret.
Warmth in the cold, but not in the same way a smile is warm.
Not pleasant, not kind. Filled with the taste of hell.

Saved.
Fire and miss.
Bleed Again.

I fall again. Into the dark and into the cold.
With the hateful warmth that drips to the floor, quiet.
Much more silent than a gunshot, just as deadly.

Saved.
Fire and miss.
Bleed Again.

I am nothing, in the same way that black is not a color.
Tasting the Cold, Dark, Blankness, nothingness of who I am.
And just as I am nothing, nothing can sav

GoodbyeYou're so faraway.
You never breathe or say a thing.

You're a monster.
Torn to shreds without a word.

I'm a ghost.
Lost when you needed me the most.

I don't care.
You've let me down.

You're the cruel one.
Goodbye to you and all you've done.

I'm the little girlI'm the little girl
who doesn't sleep very well

I'm the little girl
Who writes in the dark

I'm the little girl
Who barely see's what's going down

I'm the little girl
With the pills in her hand
who doesn't know what it's like to be gone

What Poetry is to MeWhat poetry is to me,

Is an escape into a mindless sea,

A place where I can write endlessly,

About the wonders and ruins of this world I see.

What poetry is to me,

Is this I write accordingly,

The words that are crafted so beautifully,

By those who let go willingly.

What poetry is to me,

Is not the same for everybody,

That different style, whatever it may be,

Keep it going and you'll succeed.

pillspillspillsthis is called Help.

they said accept it twice a day

between thoughts like autumn

[whirlwind, & passing ideas]

mom names it Smiles, she
called it Solution. you-
you don't know, it tastes
like Change. a reek
of Dependence, of
things that rot.

Warning: may cause;
delusions of normalcy;
nervous hands- that shake
when you swallow;
meetings on that corner of
insanity. A boy will call you
normal.

Continue until otherwise
recommended, i.e.,
saved.

or until hair smells of smoke:

sign of a mind that burns.

they say you have sad eyes.

BrotherI was so used to having my older brother around, and I went to him for everything.

Especially when I wanted something. Because, really, what are little sisters for?

As he walks in, I say in a melancholy voice, “Hey.”

He screams and puts his hand to his heart in a mock-startled way. He lets out an exaggerated breath. I ignore him and say, “There's no food anywhere!”, over-expressing my hunger.

He tells me to follow him into his room. He walks over to the plastic bag that I saw him walk in with.

“Will this work?” he asks, holding up a bag of lightly salted Lays potato chips.

“No,” I reply,

I Need You To KnowStop.
I need you to stop what you're doing
And listen to me for a second.
I need you to understand my words
Even though they fall carelessly from my lips.
It will only take a few minutes, I promise.

I need you to know that I love you,
And that I always have.
I cared for you more than myself.
Nothing else matter as long as
You were there to comfort me,
And I thank you for that.

I think you should know that when I
Woke up this morning my first thoughts
Were of you, as they are every morning.
I wanted to know how you felt,
If you were okay,
If you were thinking of me…

Now for the hard part:
I need you to know that I don't w

If I kiss youWhat if I kiss you?
What if I pull you close?
And whisper you the truth
Will you say “I love you”?

Because you shine light into this dark room
I wish I could turn the whole world to slow-mo
Just so I could see this beautiful flower bloom
Maybe then you’d see how much you mean to me

I go on my days with my heartfelt thoughts
Warmth is what you’ve brought into my feather heart
And all of this just feels like the start
I know that one day, we will never be set apart

The Story of Girls and BoysSee that girl?

She made him smile on his worst days,
She stayed up to talk to him every night.
He made mistakes but she forgave him always,
He ignored her - he knew that wasn't right.

He didn't care, took her love for granted;
He expected her to always just be there.
She liked him but she wasn't what he wanted,
He dated other girls, she tried not to care.

Finally, she left, didn't want to wait forever
She found a better guy who liked her too.
This guy saw her potential, he adored her;
His intentions with her were honest and true.

Seeing them together made him realize something:
Without her, he was stuck in a lonely world.
All h

Enlisted"Enlisted"

I received a letter in the mail
Requesting my duties to assail
I took a breath and exhaled
It was time for life to turn a trail

I was fresh out of school
With not a clue what to do
Biting more than I could chew
I wanted to try something new

Before I knew it I enlisted
To fight others sick and twisted
To help others unassisted
With guns or hands tightly-fisted

Once at camp I shaved my head
Still holding thoughts of dread
That before I knew it I'd be dead
And the rose garden would be my bed

Watching faith as it flows
Into the path that I chose
There I went on my own
Roaming now into the vast unknown

Such a shame history repeats

Dare To Dream"Dare To Dream"

Dare to dream of ships and kings
Of rings of gold and pleasant things
Of skies of blue for miles long
Of finding new ways to be strong

Dare to dream of fighting sharks
On a new life which you embark
By boat or plane or haunted train
Hurry now; it leaves today

Dare to dream of huge success
Of values and money to invest
And if to you now I may confess
I have dreamed of you to ease my stress

Dare to dream of happy times
Of worlds existing without crime
Of fountains of candy spewing drops
Of exotic tastes; it never stops

Dare to dream of great adventure
That you one day will find your treasure
Hidden beneath dep

How to find yourselfYou cannot possibly buy your true beauty, nor can you really work for it. You can only find it.
In this world people are depending on each other, there are nearly to no things which you still have to do on your own. Ironically, people depend on each other, but they also put themselves on first place constantly. Life is a process. You find yourself new and anew all the time, until you're old, and have children and grandchildren.
This being said, we should accept ourselves how we are. We should see who we are, where we see ourselves and who we want to be. We should honour the ones who have long passed away, but have contributed so much to ou

Short-Lived Tragic Love AffairsShort-Lived Tragic Love Affairs
We touch

We kiss

We embrace

We feel

It's fire

It's fierce

It consumes us

in its fear

We yell

We scream

We cry

into our dreams

We We lose touch

We break

Our love fades

into the dark

Our hearts beat

out of sync

Our heads turn

when we meet

For this seems to be a cycle

I'm forever doomed to repeat

That GirlThat girl with tears in her eyes
Sitting in the back of the room
Just watching life pass her by
That girl with her head hung low
Always keeping to herself
And not letting anyone in
That girl holding her doll close to her chest
Whispering in its ear
That it'll be alright
That girl dressed in black
Chains around her neck
And the devils cross
That girl who carries a knife
Not to look tough
But it could save her life
That girl with the small black notebook
Writing down her life
And things she could never say
That girl crying late at night
Remembering the past
Afraid of the future
That girl passed out in the bathroom
Drugs ta

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by =Alukei, Dec 22, 2012, 1:59:04 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Sometimes I wish I could be someone else,
someone who is more pretty or more intelligent,
someone who is more extroverted,
someone who has more self-confidence,
someone who is more successful or richer than me,
someone who has an easier past and a brighter future ahead,
someone who can take life and its problems easier,
someone who accepts every problem as it is,

Someone who isn't afraid.

Someone who sees the light in dark days.

Someone who never looses hope.

But in the end, when I look at myself in the mirror,
I understand that I cannot be someone else.

I understand that I am me,
I understand that I have my own strengths,
I force myself to accept what was given to me.
I try to see my own strengths.

But this is hard.

_{Life is hard.}

Someoneby =Alukei

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Sigh.
My life.
My thoughts.
My emotions.

_{My way of dealing with my problems.}

This randomly came into my head while I was in the shower and I felt the very strange urge to write it down. I wrote all of that down in a few seconds. I just wrote down what was coming to my mind...

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~EricDaneislovex3 Dec 23, 2012

This caught my eye your poem describes me i can relate to it what you've wrote is how i feel i constantly wish i was someone else will be favoriting

~StarWolfMystic Dec 22, 2012 Photographer

You feel like this this,SOMETIMES?I never stop feeling like this

~Angel-the-wolf-14 Dec 22, 2012 Student Photographer

I feel the same way. and it is so True, Life is Hard.

~silverdawn18 Dec 22, 2012

I've wished before that I was as amazingly talented as you in art. That is something you have, your unique artistic talent, that nobody else will ever be able to imagine.

~KikiElric Dec 22, 2012 Student General Artist

beautiful! just like you. You are an amazing person and there are many people who love you and can see all the wonderful things about you. Just believe in yourself!

~Tamarau Dec 22, 2012

Never wish you were someone else. Everyone has struggles and may not even know it. If you were someone else remember everything that you have accomplished or have may just slip through your fingers like dry, ice cold sand

~Blue-Sonikuu3341 Dec 22, 2012 Student Digital Artist

this is exactly how I feel everyday but you are who you are so just be you
very inspirational

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