I thought he was dead, I thought he was gone.
I have suffered for so long.
The door wouldn't open, but he was there.
Through the window I began to stare.
I fell into a ball and began to cry.
Then I heard him say through a sigh,
"I am disappointed in you" I thought this couldnt' be,
now I spend my life trying to make dad proud of me.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
I Belong Here
I see the young girl crying, she has no one there.
She is freezing cold, and her feet are wet and bare.
I see the tired father returning home each and every day,
He works his hardest but he still gets smallest pay.
I see the older brother dying inside with each and every blow,
those bullies do not understand, they will never know.
I see the mother suffering through the hurt, she sad and torn.
I see her try to mend the scars that she once had worn.
I see the uncle in his room he cant help it but get high
as his young two sons struggle to get by.
I see the grandma suffering the loss of her one true love,
losing faith in the heaven that she thought was above.
I see the aunt applying for every job that she sees,
but she needs the that will get her off her praying knees.
But even though this family has suffered so much more
they get together every night knowing there is more in store.
They share the smallest rations of food on the table every night,
and still stick together even when one loses sight.
I always wished for something more, but little did I see.
This down trodden place is where I'm meant to be.
(Free Verse)
She is freezing cold, and her feet are wet and bare.
I see the tired father returning home each and every day,
He works his hardest but he still gets smallest pay.
I see the older brother dying inside with each and every blow,
those bullies do not understand, they will never know.
I see the mother suffering through the hurt, she sad and torn.
I see her try to mend the scars that she once had worn.
I see the uncle in his room he cant help it but get high
as his young two sons struggle to get by.
I see the grandma suffering the loss of her one true love,
losing faith in the heaven that she thought was above.
I see the aunt applying for every job that she sees,
but she needs the that will get her off her praying knees.
But even though this family has suffered so much more
they get together every night knowing there is more in store.
They share the smallest rations of food on the table every night,
and still stick together even when one loses sight.
I always wished for something more, but little did I see.
This down trodden place is where I'm meant to be.
(Free Verse)
Self Righteous
Beauty from music
Life like love
Whisper a thousand
Shine from above
Goddess like a lie
Lust like a dream
Symphony through worship
Gorgeous and mean
(Magnetic Poetry)
Life like love
Whisper a thousand
Shine from above
Goddess like a lie
Lust like a dream
Symphony through worship
Gorgeous and mean
(Magnetic Poetry)
More Then A Dad.
He's more then just one person that invades your life.
He worked his life away, and suffered all the strife.
He's like a hero that was forced to slave away.
He's like a healer that helped in every way.
He isn't just someone that you let his memory die.
He isn't just a life that you just pass you by.
He is someone who deserves better then what he had.
He was more then just three little girls dad.
(Simile)
He worked his life away, and suffered all the strife.
He's like a hero that was forced to slave away.
He's like a healer that helped in every way.
He isn't just someone that you let his memory die.
He isn't just a life that you just pass you by.
He is someone who deserves better then what he had.
He was more then just three little girls dad.
(Simile)
Don't
Don't Damage Dying Dusk.
Don't Destroy Dawning Day.
Don't Discriminate Downtrodden.
Don't Deny Disheartened Delicate Days.
(Alliteration)
Don't Destroy Dawning Day.
Don't Discriminate Downtrodden.
Don't Deny Disheartened Delicate Days.
(Alliteration)
God's Lie
God must have been busy when he herd me pray at night
he must have forgotten to help me find the light
God must not pay attention to the wreck less soul
he probably didn't notice when I lost my self control
God must have forgotten about the girl without a dad
he must not have wondered about the life he had had
God must not have cared when a girl would sit and cry
he must not have realized that smile was a lie
God must not have thought that when he threw my troubles aside
that everything in my life suddenly would collide
God must not see me from heaven in the sky
that everything he promised all became a lie
(Wordle Poem)
he must have forgotten to help me find the light
God must not pay attention to the wreck less soul
he probably didn't notice when I lost my self control
God must have forgotten about the girl without a dad
he must not have wondered about the life he had had
God must not have cared when a girl would sit and cry
he must not have realized that smile was a lie
God must not have thought that when he threw my troubles aside
that everything in my life suddenly would collide
God must not see me from heaven in the sky
that everything he promised all became a lie
(Wordle Poem)
He is... (Re-make)
He is rain on a perfect day
He is a cloud that wont go away.
He is that one small comment that seems to kill.
He is that one memory that can't seem to heal.
He is that one memory that can't seem to heal.
He is that anger deep inside of you
He is the pain ready to break through
He is the thoughts that rid your head
He is the tears you cry in bed.
He is the way it used to be
Played again and you can't break free
He is the let it go's that just don't go.
He is the feelings no one will know
He isthe yelling that just wont fade
He is the thoughts you wish to trade.
He is a leach sucking the fun.
He is runner that just wont run.
He is a stalker that wants you dead.
He is that cruel voice inside your head.
He is the Grinch on Christmas day.
He is that person that just wont go away.
(Metaphor)
(Metaphor)
Home life.
Vroom, the car drives off in such a hurtful way.
I hear a crash in the kitchen, just another day.
I hear a rip I look around, but nothing did I see.
Then I suddenly realized it was the heart inside of me.
(onomatopoeia)
I hear a crash in the kitchen, just another day.
I hear a rip I look around, but nothing did I see.
Then I suddenly realized it was the heart inside of me.
(onomatopoeia)
Runner in the street
Racing down the empty street.
Under the sky, I move my feet.
Never giving into the ground.
Not becoming the obesity all around.
Inside a healing like never before
Now I see whats in store
Get up onto your feet, a running in the street.
Under the sky, I move my feet.
Never giving into the ground.
Not becoming the obesity all around.
Inside a healing like never before
Now I see whats in store
Get up onto your feet, a running in the street.
Were so Strong
Were so strong, were so great.
We drink our protein, and lift some weight.
Were super attractive, and were really buff,
but we cry when life gets tough.
We drink our protein, and lift some weight.
Were super attractive, and were really buff,
but we cry when life gets tough.
Im not sorry
I have hurt you, your deeply hurting
and I know you cry at night.
I know you're probably sad
and want me to find the light.
Although I'm not sorry, I don't feel bad,
But I'll tell it to your face
I'm sorry for what I did,
but your hurt, my apology, will not erase.
and I know you cry at night.
I know you're probably sad
and want me to find the light.
Although I'm not sorry, I don't feel bad,
But I'll tell it to your face
I'm sorry for what I did,
but your hurt, my apology, will not erase.
Wasted Lives
So much depends upon
teenagers in school today,
Were forced to do many things,
we waste our lives away.
teenagers in school today,
Were forced to do many things,
we waste our lives away.
Monday, March 19, 2012
If there was no prince charming
Monday, January 26, 2009
If There Was No Prince Charming...
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If there was no prince charming to make your dreams come true...
There would be no one to return your glass slipper back to you...
When the clock struck twelve you would not care...
All the feeling would not be there...
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If there was no prince charming to sweep you off your feet...
No one to wake you from your dreamless sleep...
Your lips as red as a rose...
Would be lost in time, forever froze...
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If there was no prince charming to see beyond the speechless face...
Forever voiceless, in a watery place...
Forever forbidden to walk on land...
Following your dads every command...
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If there was no prince charming to show you a world outside your own...
On a magic carpet, a new world you would have not been shown...
Stuck with the man that doesn't care...
Who only wants to be the next heir...
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If there was no prince charming to save the fairest in the land...
Stuck in a glass case you would be banned...
The piousness apple that you ate...
Would have controlled your very fate...
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If there was no prince charming to make a compromise...
You're dad would have died right before your eyes...
Your prince charming would have died when the rose was fully shed...
You would have married a man that cant see past himself instead...
If there was not prince charming to save you from the terrible fate...
These fictional men we come appreciate...
To give us all our hopes and dreams...
To make our lives better than it seems...
I
Monday, May 18, 2009
I Watched A Fallin Angel Fall.
I never really noticed,
but she sat in that desk everyday.
She always looked so depressed,
all broken and worn away.
I never really noticed,
how eventually she started to break.
It wasn't my fault;
her life she decided to take.
I never really noticed,
what kind of boy I come to be.
She was so upset;
I could have set her free.
I never really noticed,
anything at all
Then again, I never really noticed,
as I watched a fallin angel fall.
Life... Why me?
Friday, April 1, 2011
Life... Why me?
When I was innocent easy to sway,
you tore me down; I lost my way.
When I was hurting, ready to break,
you made me as if I was a mistake.
When I was eager and willing ready to try,
you pushed me down and made me cry.
When I was strong and nearly unstoppable,
you found my weakness and made it possible.
When I was bruised broken and sore,
you made the pain a whole lot more.
Now that I'm swollen, hurting and in pain,
there's not much hope left for you to drain.
Now that I've quit trying and stop wanting to soar,
I can't imagine a pain that would hurt more.
Now as I'm sitting forced in the sidelines of life,
my driven qualities are lost; failure stabs me like a knife.
As I see my friends succeeding in everything they do,
I feel a wave of hurt run through me in a form brand new.
While life was busy stepping on me,
It let everyone else run wild, crazy and free...
you tore me down; I lost my way.
When I was hurting, ready to break,
you made me as if I was a mistake.
When I was eager and willing ready to try,
you pushed me down and made me cry.
When I was strong and nearly unstoppable,
you found my weakness and made it possible.
When I was bruised broken and sore,
you made the pain a whole lot more.
Now that I'm swollen, hurting and in pain,
there's not much hope left for you to drain.
Now that I've quit trying and stop wanting to soar,
I can't imagine a pain that would hurt more.
Now as I'm sitting forced in the sidelines of life,
my driven qualities are lost; failure stabs me like a knife.
As I see my friends succeeding in everything they do,
I feel a wave of hurt run through me in a form brand new.
While life was busy stepping on me,
It let everyone else run wild, crazy and free...
Pretending to be me
Pretending to be me.
2011It's just a smile trust me, its not what it means.
Its not controlling what im feeling, its not what it seems.
It's simply just a cover up to hide the pain each day,
to prove to the world that im strong, to show them im okay.
I realize showing them my true self isnt what they want to see
instead they want the fake happy girl that pretends to be me.
Its not controlling what im feeling, its not what it seems.
It's simply just a cover up to hide the pain each day,
to prove to the world that im strong, to show them im okay.
I realize showing them my true self isnt what they want to see
instead they want the fake happy girl that pretends to be me.
Empty Picture Frame
Sunday, October 9, 2011
The Empty Picture Frame written by me
No one seems to notice that empty picture frame,
the one that taunts me every day, its driving me insane.
They glance right over it as if its waiting to be filled,
but the person who filled that picture frame, was instantly killed.
Everyone seems to forget, that or they just don't care
they don't bother to ask about the picture that was there.
Instead they assume it doesnt matter, and walk right by
forgetting the man who left, letting his memory die.
Its more then just a empty frame, its a reminer you see
for when he left this life, he also took a part of me.
Everyday when you ignore the hidden picture within the empty frame
you ignore an enitre life's worth memories that will never be the same.
the one that taunts me every day, its driving me insane.
They glance right over it as if its waiting to be filled,
but the person who filled that picture frame, was instantly killed.
Everyone seems to forget, that or they just don't care
they don't bother to ask about the picture that was there.
Instead they assume it doesnt matter, and walk right by
forgetting the man who left, letting his memory die.
Its more then just a empty frame, its a reminer you see
for when he left this life, he also took a part of me.
Everyday when you ignore the hidden picture within the empty frame
you ignore an enitre life's worth memories that will never be the same.
Wanting me Back
Sunday, May 16, 2010
WaNtInG mE bAcK
I told you this would happen, admit it; I was right.
And now you lay there wondering
what you did that night.
Everything you thought we had
those feelings that you felt
are now only memories
your life's cards have dealt.
Don't you wish you would seen
before your actions took control?
Don't you miss the good old days
before your broken heart took control?
Don't you wish it was me
who was torn up inside?
Don't you wish the pain would stop
and the hurt would subside?
But now you regret everything ,
and now you want those feelings you now lack.
But now you lay there wishing ,
and wanting it all back
And now you lay there wondering
what you did that night.
Everything you thought we had
those feelings that you felt
are now only memories
your life's cards have dealt.
Don't you wish you would seen
before your actions took control?
Don't you miss the good old days
before your broken heart took control?
Don't you wish it was me
who was torn up inside?
Don't you wish the pain would stop
and the hurt would subside?
But now you regret everything ,
and now you want those feelings you now lack.
But now you lay there wishing ,
and wanting it all back
leaving you
Leaving you.
2010Why did I have to go,
and leave you behind?
I knew from the beginning,
you're one of a kind.
I thought leaving you would be easy
but I guess I was wrong.
I'm tired and I'm hurting,
and the distance is too long.
I know you're not gone forever
and I know you're still mine.
But what do I do when I'm lonely,
and hurting all the time?
I hope the time that I am gone,
I'll still be in your heart.
'Cause I don't know what I'd do
if our love fell apart.
Before I go to bed at night
I get on my knees and pray,
That another girl wont come
and take my love away.
and leave you behind?
I knew from the beginning,
you're one of a kind.
I thought leaving you would be easy
but I guess I was wrong.
I'm tired and I'm hurting,
and the distance is too long.
I know you're not gone forever
and I know you're still mine.
But what do I do when I'm lonely,
and hurting all the time?
I hope the time that I am gone,
I'll still be in your heart.
'Cause I don't know what I'd do
if our love fell apart.
Before I go to bed at night
I get on my knees and pray,
That another girl wont come
and take my love away.
3 years without you
3 years without you...
It's been how long since you've been gone?
I didn't think the hurt would last so long.
People see me and think I'm okay,
as I survive through the hurt eachday.
The hurt is still here and I miss you so...
More then anyone would ever know.
There is a piece missing and I can't get it back.
I've been looking, but I'm so off track.
How am I expected to last through life,
when each day all the hurt is cutting like a knife?
I've changed since that phone call that day,
when I learned you wasted away...
I'm trying to hold on; praying for the happiness back.
It's the one thing I most often lack.
Where have all the good things gone?
What am I supposed to do from now on?
You memorial day is coming, what do I do?
I can't stand missing the man I once knew.
I didn't think the hurt would last so long.
People see me and think I'm okay,
as I survive through the hurt eachday.
The hurt is still here and I miss you so...
More then anyone would ever know.
There is a piece missing and I can't get it back.
I've been looking, but I'm so off track.
How am I expected to last through life,
when each day all the hurt is cutting like a knife?
I've changed since that phone call that day,
when I learned you wasted away...
I'm trying to hold on; praying for the happiness back.
It's the one thing I most often lack.
Where have all the good things gone?
What am I supposed to do from now on?
You memorial day is coming, what do I do?
I can't stand missing the man I once knew.
Nov. 14, 2010
Even Super Heroes Die
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Even superheroes die.
Superman is the greatest hero of all
and even he will fall.
He will loose this fight;
Superman has his kryptonite.
Batman the most luxuriant one
but in a game he has none.
In this game he is just mediocre;
Batman has his joker.
Dare devil the most handicapped hero
soon becomes a let-down zero.
Loud things started to break and pound;
Dare devil had his loud sound.
Spider man the most human like sort
in this battle he comes short.
In attempt to hide his identity;
Spider man has his chastity.
in this battle he comes short.
In attempt to hide his identity;
Spider man has his chastity.
The hulk the greenest man you'll see
is a monster waiting to break free.
With his anger building by the hour;
The hulk has way too much power
Iron man the smartest one you'll find
had made a gadget when he was left behind.
When his energy failed to start;
Iron man had his bad heart.
had made a gadget when he was left behind.
When his energy failed to start;
Iron man had his bad heart.
Hercules the God the bravest kind
is stuck between two worlds intertwined.
he is suddenly hit with reality;
Hercules has his mortality
Everyone has their weakness no ones lives forever.
Even super heroes sever.
Little do we realize when the world starts to cry
the even super heroes die
the even super heroes die
Like a...
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
He's like a.... By Kacee
Like rain on a perfect day
Like a cloud that wont go away.
Like that one small comment that seems to kill.
Like that one memory that can't seem to heal.
Like that one memory that can't seem to heal.
Like that anger deep inside of you
Like the pain ready to break through
Like the thoughts that rid your head
Like the tears you cry in bed.
Like the way it used to be
Played again and you can't break free
Like the let it go's that just don't go.
Like the feelings no one will know
Like the yelling that just wont fade
Like the thoughts you wish to trade.
Like a leach sucking the fun.
Like runner that just wont run.
Like a stalker that wants you dead.
Like that cruel voice inside your head.
Like the grinch on christmas day.
Like that person that just wont go away
You Will Miss Me
Sunday, November 1, 2009
You will miss me.
You will miss me when I go
You will want the girl you used to know
Unique and different she'll never be near
You'll be wishing she was here
The girl you changed to meet your needs
To satisfy your wrong deeds
The lost girl determined to be found
Successful that girl was to be bound
She is gone you'll miss her so
You'll miss the girl you used to know
You will want the girl you used to know
Unique and different she'll never be near
You'll be wishing she was here
The girl you changed to meet your needs
To satisfy your wrong deeds
The lost girl determined to be found
Successful that girl was to be bound
She is gone you'll miss her so
You'll miss the girl you used to know
How Loved That Man Became
Monday, October 5, 2009
Never did I notice as people filled the chairs
Looking at the sorrow in their faces and their stares
Never had it hit me harder then that day
When all the world had fallin into a dark depressing gray
People coming to see whats left of the man they come to know
Assuring me they'd miss the man and how they loved him so.
Never did it occure to me how loved that man became
Until I saw the room fill; the number of people was insane.
Until I saw the room fill; the number of people was insane.
Regretting not telling the sad faces how I loved him so
Learning that day he loved me more then I would ever know.
Stuck with memory of how full the room was that day,
I learned he was loved more then words could ever say.
Like a Drug
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Like A Drug
like a drug you pull me in
sweeter than the sweetest sin
making me want you, crave you, love you
to my heart your promised to be true
but like all things that come to pass
all the happyness it will never last
like a drug you made me seeing things
better then what life brings
you made me want forever with you
Trusting my heart I wanted you to be true
Now I see it clear as can be
like a drug you played with me
In the end with a shattered heart
in the end love played no part
Rotten insides and needing theropy
Still craving you... you and me
sweeter than the sweetest sin
making me want you, crave you, love you
to my heart your promised to be true
but like all things that come to pass
all the happyness it will never last
like a drug you made me seeing things
better then what life brings
you made me want forever with you
Trusting my heart I wanted you to be true
Now I see it clear as can be
like a drug you played with me
In the end with a shattered heart
in the end love played no part
Rotten insides and needing theropy
Still craving you... you and me
Can You Hear It Calling
Can you hear it calling
when you lie awake in your bed.
With all the thoughts that rid your head
the thoughts that make you smile
When all your wishing seems worth while
Can you hear it calling
when you hear his name
his voice it makes you go insane
as you write your name's in hearts
as the pounding in your chest starts
Can you hear it calling
a journal filled with pages about him
a love so bright will never dim
as you tell your best friend about your crush
wondering if he saw you blush
Can you hear it calling
deep within your soul
it makes you loose your self control
a role that plays no part
deep within your very heart
Snow on a funeral day
Never did it cross my mind until that very day... I walked into that funeral home; the snow that lit up the gray... I watched my mom as she told me about how much my dad had loved it so... A new perspective hit me harder then I would ever know... Snow that seemed so ugly, cold, and a burden to bare... Now became the answer to my upsetting parayer. When I see it snowing I think back to the day when all the snow was fallen... And you weren't yet gone away... You were taking the dog for a walk and asked me to go... Christmas that year was a hard one you asked me to take a walk through the snow... We talked about how you loved me and I rolled my eyes and looked away... Never had I cried so hard before your dying day... I thought you ruined Christmas; I was so upset to find out that Santa Claus wasn't real... This holiday means nothing now, ruining Christmas wasn't part of the deal... Now that your dead I swear I see you standing in the snow...
As if your waiting for me to come, asking me to go... A memory that is so bad but also helped me see, the snow is like your love for me. When it snows I no longer see the bitter cold, I see my dad's love again starting to unfold.
Oct. 28, 2009
A Twist in my Love Story
A twist in my love story
by me...
He holds me when I'm falling apart.
He's the missing piece of my heart.
He holds my waste and whispers in my ears.
He listens to my every fear.
His smile brightens up my day.
He is just one phone call away.
He's the boy every girl dreams of.
He's the perfect match; the one I love.
There is just one thing you need to know.
I dream about him,
but he loves her so....
the beauty in me
The Beauty In Me.
(Picture found on cmprather@hotmail.com) For years I've tried, For years I've failed;
To seek the beauty my life held.
To blend in, as someone I'm not.
For months and months that's what I thought.
To cut, hide, and shy away.
The depressing thoughts spent their stay.
To have a boyfriend that was cool.
Then I would be popular with the girls at school.
For years I've tried, for years I've failed.
To seek the beauty my life held.
In all my seeking did I see,
The beauty I found in being me
To seek the beauty my life held.
To blend in, as someone I'm not.
For months and months that's what I thought.
To cut, hide, and shy away.
The depressing thoughts spent their stay.
To have a boyfriend that was cool.
Then I would be popular with the girls at school.
For years I've tried, for years I've failed.
To seek the beauty my life held.
In all my seeking did I see,
The beauty I found in being me
Like a broken picture frame
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Like A Broken Picture Frame
He was alone. His wife has just gotten a divorce from him. His kids became distant from him. He had nothing. All he could ever think about was getting his wife back, and gaining back the trust of his three daughters. Every time when he tried something it always went wrong and he couldn't do anything right. He couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and talking to someone about his problems was out of the question; no one understands.
Months past and his depression was getting worse. Nothing could ever make the pain go away unless his wife took him back into her life. After months of trying and making things worse once again he was fighting with his wife. One night when his wife came to pick up the kids they started to fight again. His wife told the kids to wait out in the car until it was time to go.
Finally, his wife got sick of his ways and she moved the kids as far away from him as she could. Days slowly turned into nights, and he finally moved away. He found a less depressing life with a different wife and different kids. After a month of being married he was killed at a construction site.
Weeks after he died his youngest daughter was looking through his old pictures. There was one picture frame in piticular caught her eye. There laid a picture of him in a broken picture frame with a bullet hole through it.
where the weeds want me to go
Where the weeds want me to go...
Aug. 31, 2009
4:00 a.m. The last thing that I want to do is go to sleep. I found myself walking through fields of unruly types of weeds. In my plaid pajamas pants, my black tank top, no shoes, and no where to go. No where to go but endless amounts of fields. I feel the weeds biting at my feet encouraging me to go on, but go on to where?
Often I find myself caught up in little fantasies that never seem to make any sense. I often have no where to go but the depths of my mind where the only person who understands what I am going through is me; and half the time I don't even understand.
Confused. Lost. No where to go. With no hope to carry on. I turn back to the path that I have already walked on. A path where everything had so far been safe. I began walking back to the safety of the side walk... I finally reach the side walk and feel the cold of the night resting on cement. My feet had felt so numb, almost like the rest of my body.
I turn back in time to watch the sun as it pushed itself from the mountains. No where to go, and no where to hide. I began walking to my home as the morning glories open up to greet the sun. Maybe one day I'll find the courage to find where the weeds want me to go....
Often I find myself caught up in little fantasies that never seem to make any sense. I often have no where to go but the depths of my mind where the only person who understands what I am going through is me; and half the time I don't even understand.
Confused. Lost. No where to go. With no hope to carry on. I turn back to the path that I have already walked on. A path where everything had so far been safe. I began walking back to the safety of the side walk... I finally reach the side walk and feel the cold of the night resting on cement. My feet had felt so numb, almost like the rest of my body.
I turn back in time to watch the sun as it pushed itself from the mountains. No where to go, and no where to hide. I began walking to my home as the morning glories open up to greet the sun. Maybe one day I'll find the courage to find where the weeds want me to go....
Dead Inside
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Dead Inside.
I see you through the door but I can't get through
The door is locked I scream for you.
Why are you talking you should be dead.
I looked at your corpse and kissed your lifeless head.
I cried for hours, days, and nights.
I fought through all satin's fights.
If only this door would let me through.
Let me through to talk to you.
I see you smiling if only you could see
What your absence has done to me.
I saw the light but it faded away
Now the colors turned to grey.
My arm is bleeding onto the ground.
My blood is spilling all around.
Life or death or rooms apart
I thought I cut you from my heart.
I remember that day when the worlds collide.
It left me feeling dead inside
Satin's Mirror
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Satin's Mirrors.
One mirror shows you what you want to see.
One is based on reailty.
One is death horror, and gore.
One is happyness, love, and more.
All four is centered in a circle for you to see.
You pick one and what your life will be.
He reflects the mirrors to torture you.
He turns around what you thought you knew.
When things get good he turns them bad.
Taking the life you thought you had.
He laughs at you gently because he's in control.
Then when you die he takes your soul.
I sit here watching him play with you.
Watching him move the mirror you thought you knew.
As takes and reflects things on your screens.
Watching grows to sobs and screams.
Sitting here watching through my tears.
As Satin works his magic mirrors
Gods lie
Monday, June 1, 2009
God's Lie
God must have been busy when he herd me pray at night
he must have forgotten to help me find the light
God must not pay attention to the wreck less soul
he probably didn't notice when I lost my self control
God must have forgotten about the girl without a dad
he must not have wondered about the life he had had
God must not have cared when a girl would sit and cry
he must not have realized that smile was a lie
God must not have thought that when he threw my troubles aside
that everything in my life suddenly would collide
God must not see me from heaven in the sky
that everything he promised all became a lie
he must have forgotten to help me find the light
God must not pay attention to the wreck less soul
he probably didn't notice when I lost my self control
God must have forgotten about the girl without a dad
he must not have wondered about the life he had had
God must not have cared when a girl would sit and cry
he must not have realized that smile was a lie
God must not have thought that when he threw my troubles aside
that everything in my life suddenly would collide
God must not see me from heaven in the sky
that everything he promised all became a lie
that's all i can do
Thursday, June 4, 2009
That's all I can do...
Since you've been gone; colors faded
Everying hurts and I feel so jaded
Nothing tastes like it used too
Everthing so different without you
I can't sleep at night; I feel so alone
and no one is there to pick up the phone
I've exhausted the thought that you're not coming back
my life is now dull and so off track
Everything I see reminds me of you
All this pain hurts, and each day it's new
No one can change these feelings I get
No one understands my sense of regret
I've rid myself of poems about you
I've written them all and thats all I can do
Everying hurts and I feel so jaded
Nothing tastes like it used too
Everthing so different without you
I can't sleep at night; I feel so alone
and no one is there to pick up the phone
I've exhausted the thought that you're not coming back
my life is now dull and so off track
Everything I see reminds me of you
All this pain hurts, and each day it's new
No one can change these feelings I get
No one understands my sense of regret
I've rid myself of poems about you
I've written them all and thats all I can do
Love doesnt last forever
Monday, June 29, 2009
Love doesn't last forever.
In the beginning. I felt it. Stronger than before.
After a while what I felt. became no more.
I wonder what had happened. what went wrong?
Maybe love and I didn't belong.
We spend our life times searching for something that isn't so.
Then, one day I discovered what the human race didn't know.
We hurt the people who love us. and love the ones that don't love us back.
All because one word got our lives off track.
We long for the feeling we get from the start.
Looking for a person to fix your "broken heart."
We feel it in the beginning, lost it in the middle, and hurt someone in the end.
Love doesn't last forever. Love is just pretend.
Fallin Angel Fall
Monday, May 18, 2009
I Watched A Fallin Angel Fall.
I never really noticed,
but she sat in that desk everyday.
She always looked so depressed,
all broken and worn away.
I never really noticed,
how eventually she started to break.
It wasn't my fault;
her life she decided to take.
I never really noticed,
what kind of boy I come to be.
She was so upset;
I could have set her free.
I never really noticed,
anything at all
Then again, I never really noticed,
as I watched a fallin angel fall.
even super hero's die
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Even Superhero's Die...
My daddy was my hero; he showed me the way.
He taught me how to trust and told me it will be okay.
He could put in a nail with only four strokes of his hammer.
He showed me the life behind all the glammar.
His big calloused hands that knew what hard work was.
My daddy was my hero just because...
One day, I got a phone call I never did forget.
There the truth and I finally met.
My superhero died; could that possible be true?
Aren't superhero's supposed to be there for you?
Then suddenly, tears welled up in my eyes.
Then the truth revealed the movie screen lies.
Even superhero's die; they cant live forever.
That's when I realized; nothing lasts forever.
He taught me how to trust and told me it will be okay.
He could put in a nail with only four strokes of his hammer.
He showed me the life behind all the glammar.
His big calloused hands that knew what hard work was.
My daddy was my hero just because...
One day, I got a phone call I never did forget.
There the truth and I finally met.
My superhero died; could that possible be true?
Aren't superhero's supposed to be there for you?
Then suddenly, tears welled up in my eyes.
Then the truth revealed the movie screen lies.
Even superhero's die; they cant live forever.
That's when I realized; nothing lasts forever.
confessions of an alcoholic
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Confessions of an alcoholic
An eight year old girl with a perfect life;
A daddy, three daughters, and a beautiful wife.
An eight year old girl who never wanted it to change,
Sher life started to rearrange.
Her mom and her dad started to fight,
She'd lay in her bed and listen each night.
Her parents divorced and they moved out,
She never understood what the fights were about.
Her dads best friend had later died,
Her dad, her mom, and her sisters all cried.
Her dad became a alcoholic, and hit her mom one night,
She watched the policeman drive him out of her sight.
Her mom moved her away from her dad,
In hope to run from the life they now had.
Her dad called, the girl hated him so,
More then he could ever know.
Four years has past, her dad came around.
What a great man inside, she later found.
She got a phone call late one night.
Her daddy was killed on a work site.
She never told her dad how much he meant to her,
Now she sits in a life's blur.
Understanding his point of view,
Stuck in the life she once knew.
Stand by me Forever
Monday, April 20, 2009
Stand By Me Forever
Stand by me forever, and gently take my hand
Tell me all your secrets, and I will understand
Call me when your bored, and pick stupid fights
Whisper in my ear, on my restless nights
Make me feel wanted, just like you care
Hold me in your arms, and let me know your there
Write me a song, with lyrics too
Tell me cute quotes that describe me and you
Make me smile with the little things you say
Talk to me and let me know it will be okay
Tell me about our future, and forget about my past
Keep me still wishing that these feelings will last
Talk to me and let me know it will be okay
Tell me about our future, and forget about my past
Keep me still wishing that these feelings will last
To The Person I Wrote This About:
so there I was, on the street corner, in the pouring rain,.
April 23, 2009
I shook my head from side to side, and I slowly walked to the door. Putting on my jacket to take a walk. I cant believe after all he put me through, and the things he has said; I still have feelings for him.
I shook my head from side to side, and I slowly walked to the door. Putting on my jacket to take a walk. I cant believe after all he put me through, and the things he has said; I still have feelings for him.
I stepped out into the cover of night and it started to rain; I put my hood down. I took in a deep breath getting a hint of the wonderful smell of cold rain hitting the warm pavement. I let the ice cold rain fall down my cheeks with a mixture of warmth coming from my sore eyes. I walked slowly with a million things running through my head. Whats so great about her that makes him want her so bad? Will I ever been good enough for him?
I tried to hold back my tears, but I couldn't; they spilled from my eyes smearing my mascara down my cheeks. I will never be good enough. Still, I wish I was. I wish I could be her, look like her, and act like her. Maybe just maybe then I will be good enough for him. Now I understand why people love the rain so much.
I reached the street corner. There I sat on the curb with my face in my hands. I may not be good enough for him today, but tomorrow he will want me. I am going to be sure of that.
*So there I was, On the street Corner, In the pouring rain*
Just Me
April 23, 2009
Just me, the girl you worried about.
Just me, the girl your trying to figure out.
Just me, the girl your risking everything for.
Just me, the girl you say you adore.
**********
Just me, the girl who is scared to show you me.
Just me, the girl who is scared to let you see.
Just me, the girl who is scared to let you see.
Just me, the girl I wish I could change.
Just me, the girl who is so strange
Just me, the girl who is so strange
**********
Just me, the girl who thinks about you constantly.
Just me, the girl who's wishing we could be.
Just me, the girl who's wishing we could be.
Just me, the girl your trying to see.
The girl you want... is just me
Scribbler of Dreams (My poem about that book)
March 6, 2009
The cold harsh reality from the pages of a book.
I can't help, but take another look.
The words bore deep inside me soul.
Making me loose all sense of control.
I thought I was getting over what I felt inside,
now all the feelings are starting to collide.
I now know the character more then then its own writer understands,
I feel the pain more then the author comprehends.
The words imprited on my brain,
"My dad is dead" and it's making me insane.
The cold harsh reality from the pages of a book.
I can't help, but take another look.
The words bore deep inside me soul.
Making me loose all sense of control.
I thought I was getting over what I felt inside,
now all the feelings are starting to collide.
I now know the character more then then its own writer understands,
I feel the pain more then the author comprehends.
The words imprited on my brain,
"My dad is dead" and it's making me insane.
I want to help
March 26, 2009
He takes the knife in one hand,
Why he is doing it; I dont understand.
He holds it up to his wrist,
I hold back the tears and clinch my fist.
He pushes the metal into his skin,
Thats when my head started to spin.
He wont let me save him from that knife,
the one that could possibly destory his life.
He fliches from his very pain,
I sit silently going insane.
He lets out a releved sign,
As I feel myself starting to cry.
He looks up to see me there,
I want him to know I really do care.
He looks up to see my stare,
He turns away from my glare
He takes the knife in one hand,
Why he is doing it; I dont understand.
He holds it up to his wrist,
I hold back the tears and clinch my fist.
He pushes the metal into his skin,
Thats when my head started to spin.
He wont let me save him from that knife,
the one that could possibly destory his life.
He fliches from his very pain,
I sit silently going insane.
He lets out a releved sign,
As I feel myself starting to cry.
He looks up to see me there,
I want him to know I really do care.
He looks up to see my stare,
He turns away from my glare
Don't Be Scared To Fall
Feb. 11, 2009
You may fall, get back up, and you will be okay.
Forget about the bitterness its just for today.
Dont be afraid to fall from this you will see;
Falling is the only way to help yourself be free.
Everyone falls you're not the only one so its okay.
Your not the only one today.
In all your falling you will learn;
the secrets in life you have to earn.
So, get back up and try again.
Once you fall its not the end
and because your not alone at all.
dont be scared to fall.
You may fall, get back up, and you will be okay.
Forget about the bitterness its just for today.
Dont be afraid to fall from this you will see;
Falling is the only way to help yourself be free.
Everyone falls you're not the only one so its okay.
Your not the only one today.
In all your falling you will learn;
the secrets in life you have to earn.
So, get back up and try again.
Once you fall its not the end
and because your not alone at all.
dont be scared to fall.
The Fall Spell
Feb. 11, 2009
Walking in the park, in a fall scene.
Compared to what Im thinking, everythings so secrene.
Something about fall gives me a sense of piece.
As I walk through this park in a scarf made of fleece.
Looking at a younge couple leaning against a tree.
Thinking about what a perfect picture that would be.
A family of three throwing leaves in the air.
Enjoying every second of the smiles that they wear.
I walk slow to engrave this memory,
hopeing one day that will be me.
Leaves of all colors that all blend so well,
As I sit here absorbing the fall spell.
Walking in the park, in a fall scene.
Compared to what Im thinking, everythings so secrene.
Something about fall gives me a sense of piece.
As I walk through this park in a scarf made of fleece.
Looking at a younge couple leaning against a tree.
Thinking about what a perfect picture that would be.
A family of three throwing leaves in the air.
Enjoying every second of the smiles that they wear.
I walk slow to engrave this memory,
hopeing one day that will be me.
Leaves of all colors that all blend so well,
As I sit here absorbing the fall spell.
How I spent my day
Feb. 11, 2009
Im not going to do my hair today,
in my bed I will stay.
Make-up? Forget it!
Tomorrow I'll regret it.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
Candle-lit shower,
that goes on for an hour.
Loud music in my living room,
pretending to play guitar with a broom.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
No worries, No stress,
I look like a mess.
Eating all the things I can,
forget about teh diet plan.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
Long T-shirts, and boxer shorts.
Playing games of all shorts.
Roasting marshmellows over a candle,
Eating so much that my stomache cant handle.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
No one to impress today,
my worries have just melt away.
I turned the ring off my phone,
I just want to be alone.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
Laying on the grass looking up at the sky,
wondering how i let these goodtimes pass me by.
Watching the sunet melt into the stars,
forgetting about my battle scars.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way
Im not going to do my hair today,
in my bed I will stay.
Make-up? Forget it!
Tomorrow I'll regret it.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
Candle-lit shower,
that goes on for an hour.
Loud music in my living room,
pretending to play guitar with a broom.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
No worries, No stress,
I look like a mess.
Eating all the things I can,
forget about teh diet plan.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
Long T-shirts, and boxer shorts.
Playing games of all shorts.
Roasting marshmellows over a candle,
Eating so much that my stomache cant handle.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
No one to impress today,
my worries have just melt away.
I turned the ring off my phone,
I just want to be alone.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way.
Laying on the grass looking up at the sky,
wondering how i let these goodtimes pass me by.
Watching the sunet melt into the stars,
forgetting about my battle scars.
This is how I spent my day.
For once, Im having it my way
Set Me Free
February 14, 2009
how hard are you going to make me try
to get you to look me in they eye
and see behind all these scars
so you can see my real true stars
would you ever care
would you ever be there
so many chances to you I gave
and still you manage to misbehave
how many times are you going to play this game
in the end I feel the same
broken, torn
wreckless, and worn
What you do is getting old
to you my heart I already sold
why wont you give it back
give a sore girl some slack
im sick of the way your treating me
Please, set my heart free
how hard are you going to make me try
to get you to look me in they eye
and see behind all these scars
so you can see my real true stars
would you ever care
would you ever be there
so many chances to you I gave
and still you manage to misbehave
how many times are you going to play this game
in the end I feel the same
broken, torn
wreckless, and worn
What you do is getting old
to you my heart I already sold
why wont you give it back
give a sore girl some slack
im sick of the way your treating me
Please, set my heart free
Dont let him leave you heart
February 24, 2009
Dont let him leave your heart written by: me
Dont forget his loving face,
or his fatherly embrace.
The last time that you could see,
he was torn away from me.
Dont forget how he made you smile,
as you took it for granted all the while.
Understand he loved you so,
more then you could ever know.
Dont let his soul leave this place,
his loving, kind, and gentle space.
His warming soul that takes part,
dont let him leave your very heart
or his fatherly embrace.
The last time that you could see,
he was torn away from me.
Dont forget how he made you smile,
as you took it for granted all the while.
Understand he loved you so,
more then you could ever know.
Dont let his soul leave this place,
his loving, kind, and gentle space.
His warming soul that takes part,
dont let him leave your very heart
What makes you different makes you beautiful
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
What Makes Your Different, Makes You Beautiful.
She laughs at jokes that aren't even funny,
and calls everyone she knows hunny.
She falls up the stairs,
and when shes hurt she pretends she doesn't care.
She wears boxers, and unmatching clothes,
and jokes around with everyone she knows.
The pain she knows it, she has been through it all.
Next time your hurt you know who to call.
She is different and thats fine.
being different isnt a crime.
Because what makes you different,
makes you beautiful
and calls everyone she knows hunny.
She falls up the stairs,
and when shes hurt she pretends she doesn't care.
She wears boxers, and unmatching clothes,
and jokes around with everyone she knows.
The pain she knows it, she has been through it all.
Next time your hurt you know who to call.
She is different and thats fine.
being different isnt a crime.
Because what makes you different,
makes you beautiful
If I could be a super hero, I'd save myself from you
Monday, January 26, 2009
If I could be a superhero I would save myself from you
I would save myself from everything you do
I would erase you from my mind
and put the past behind
I would not care about what you say
I would just go on with my day
I would laugh you off because I dont care
All these feelings would not be there
I would not get jealous when you said her name
and I would not feel like I was going insane
I would not feel like I had to prove myself
I would not feel like a lonley doll upon a shelf
If I could be a superhero I would save myself from you
and all the feelings I have towards you
If I could be a superhero I would save myself from you
I would save myself from everything you do
I would erase you from my mind
and put the past behind
I would not care about what you say
I would just go on with my day
I would laugh you off because I dont care
All these feelings would not be there
I would not get jealous when you said her name
and I would not feel like I was going insane
I would not feel like I had to prove myself
I would not feel like a lonley doll upon a shelf
If I could be a superhero I would save myself from you
and all the feelings I have towards you
Invisible
Jan. 31, 2009
Sitting in a room of eighty, but all I see is you
I dont know if these feelings are true,
All I know is I am fond of you.
Scared of what we will never be,
wishing we were together just you and me.
Only friends is what we will stay
Watching my dreams just fade away.
What we could be,
you will never see
how embarrased I am to be me.
The secrets out, do you care?
will the connection still be there?
Am I just your invisible friend?
I dont want it these feelings to come to an end
Sitting in a room of eighty, but all I see is you
I dont know if these feelings are true,
All I know is I am fond of you.
Scared of what we will never be,
wishing we were together just you and me.
Only friends is what we will stay
Watching my dreams just fade away.
What we could be,
you will never see
how embarrased I am to be me.
The secrets out, do you care?
will the connection still be there?
Am I just your invisible friend?
I dont want it these feelings to come to an end
If You Saw Me
Jan. 31, 2009
Maybe if you go there
deep inside my head
Maybe if you crawled to the spots
where the lights gone dead
Maybe If you see
the girl under neath the coats
Maybe if you heard
the soflty laying notes
Maybe if you understood
the girl I've come to be
Maybe if you looked away
from the girl you think you see
Maybe if you hide yourself
from our troubled race
Maybe if you look
to see the real true face
Maybe if you would accept
the girl I have come to be
Maybe if you tried
You'd accept a girl like me
Maybe if you go there
deep inside my head
Maybe if you crawled to the spots
where the lights gone dead
Maybe If you see
the girl under neath the coats
Maybe if you heard
the soflty laying notes
Maybe if you understood
the girl I've come to be
Maybe if you looked away
from the girl you think you see
Maybe if you hide yourself
from our troubled race
Maybe if you look
to see the real true face
Maybe if you would accept
the girl I have come to be
Maybe if you tried
You'd accept a girl like me
To Impress You
Monday, January 26, 2009
Written by:
Kacee Llewelyn
I wake up in the morning at five o'clock each day
hoping that what i look like will some how make you stay
I dont know what to say
I try to talk to you, but you walk away
I tried to wear the shortest skirt so you'd give me a second look
but i guess that isnt all it took
I dated all your best friends to make you see i was there
but you didnt care
i did all i could to impress you
i guess im just not enough for you
Kacee Llewelyn
I wake up in the morning at five o'clock each day
hoping that what i look like will some how make you stay
I dont know what to say
I try to talk to you, but you walk away
I tried to wear the shortest skirt so you'd give me a second look
but i guess that isnt all it took
I dated all your best friends to make you see i was there
but you didnt care
i did all i could to impress you
i guess im just not enough for you
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