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Look To The SkyI told her:
"Forever I have waited for you,
Forever, I've looked to the sky,
Wished with my soul and heart,
For someone to come my way
So my lonesomeness would flee,
And how my blood was spilled upon
That starry night of
Gray furred clouds."

She cooed,
Happy as can be,
Yet cried as she pulled away from me,
Unable to talk,
Unable to see me.

I told her:
"Look to the sky,
Look far into it,
Deep and hard.
But only if you listen
Will you hear me,
Hear my cries.
For the sky never forgets,
Neither will I."

Fitting InI could,
Oh trust me, I could.

So easily could I change my appearance,
Both inside and out,

So easily can I become another,
Another part of a widespread group,

Yet, I do not,
I do not speak to it,

My opinions kept silent,
My thoughts rarely expressed.

So Sad, SadnessSo sad, isn't it?
So sad, so many in despair,
So far down,
So past help,
So far, no one to help.

So let me be there,
So let me help,
Sew your soul together
So you remain alive,
So many happy, aren't you glad?

Stifled LoveYou stand in front of them,
And oh, how their eyes seem to shine
Back at you,
And you feel such an urge just to lean
Over and kiss them,
Yet, you hold back,
For they are simply taken,
And your heart cannot be
Taken from you, for they
Already grasp another.

You grin,
And act like nothing is wrong,
But ever time they speak
Of their lover's name,
Your heart shrivels up,
And cries out to them.

But you keep your mouth shut,
And stifle the pain,
For you cannot be loved back,
No, not someone like that,
For you simply do not deserve your only love...

LabeledWe've all heard it from one time to another,
Most experienced it as well,
Constantly, we are labeled, whether it be
From our looks, or how we may first
Act around a newcomer.

Try to act humble and quiet,
You are labeled as weak.

If you can do just about anything decent,
Of quality or acceptance,
You're labeled as a showoff.

So often it happens,
For all I care, we can just be packed up,
Shipped away to yet more pointless duties.

MemoriesScrambling through memories,
Lost without a sense of time.

All of now seems meaningless,
And parts of me wish to return to what once was.

But, gazing upon these memories only
Bring back heartache,

It only makes me remember:
"You are a liar. You cannot be trusted.

You've let more down then you've put up,
And what a devious thief you can be too."

So, with a blink of the eye,
With the rolling of salty tears,

You forget,
Only to continue your horrific ways.

WordsA kind word can heal a simple wound
While a hurtful oath can just bring about a thousand more.

DoomsdayGlowing yellow and red,
The sky has the ingredients to make orange,
Yet the colors of flames do not mix.

The tar scratches at your feet
And shakes with the rumbling of the Earth,
For above you, a rock engulfed with heat

And end lights up the evening sky,
Brighter than the sun,
Its heat so much stronger.

Like a firework that ceases to
Stop exploding, the hell bringer
Falls out of the sky,

Lands at your feet,
Surprisingly quiet and soft spoken,
So you blow away,

Dust is your body now,
And with the up hail gusts the doomsday
Meteor brought,

You drift away in the wind,
Death never being sweeter.

HeadlightsBlinding, two white blasts,
It comes so quick, so suddenly,
And how it burns you,
For lying on a road in utter darkness
Really reduces your eyes ability to handle intense light.
You squint, and open your mouth the yell,
But nothing comes out, not because you are
Paralyzed with fear,
(Which so very much are),
But rather the fact that you do not have time.
The headlights come so close, the screeching
Of rubber menaces echo in the moonlit sky,
That your very skin seems to burn,
Ever so slightly ignite from its unbearable heat
The lights produce.
You don't remember any pain, although you are quite
Sure of yourself it hurt,
And o

Change Doesn't Come EasyI will not back down,
I will not stop,
Because quite honestly,
all the hate I've received
Only proves how much more important
This cause really is.

This proves what I am up against,
Shows the cowardice of the world.

I am not afraid to fight
For what I truly believe in,
And the cruelty I've been sent,
Most of which without much logical reason.

I refuse to "change the topic"
Only because I way what others
Are too fearful to stand up for.

I will lead a pack of misfits
To the very end,
And we will someday be on top perhaps.

We will not stop,
We will continue on,
We will change this world.

PurestSuch a delicate soul,
A sweet spirit she has,
And how it breaks my heart
When she is hurt,
For purity can be scarred
Without protection,
And I hope I can provide
What I can.
Beautiful eyes, yes, very much so,
And how they fill me with joy when I
Glance at them,
Ah yes,
Quite magnificent indeed.

Goodbye...Such a close friend,
Gone.

Goodbye, I say now,
And even though you may not read this,
Know this:

I will miss you.
I will miss your one of a kind thoughts,
How you looked upon the world,
And how you so gratefully let me help
With problems in your life.
I wish you the best of luck,
Although I doubt you'll need much.

LifeLife;
What is it?
Really, does anyone know its true purpose?
Some claim they may,
Some claim they know all.
Those who do, they are simply fools.

Life;
Joyous days,
Rain gathering on city concrete,
Love blossoming year round,
Yet wilting all the same.
Emotions, life, all the same.

Life;
Heartbreak,
Thoughts gathered carefully and
Locked away.
Survival of the fittest, back stabbing
And betrayal, not my way.

Life;
But isn't that it?
The way we see it?

People are going to have different opinions,
So let them think what they do.

People are going to hate you,
So deal them some love.

People are going to give you a hard time

The Good of the WorldWhy do people always exclaim,
And oh so loud and frequent do they
Say that there is no good left in
The world, but how can that be?

Ah, but they do not realize something
I have recently discovered,
Something that let's me live
In solitude, and udder happiness.

You can only see the
Good of the world if you
Search for it, look past
The bad, because happiness does not lie unhidden.

Something bad will always come your way,
But as dreadful as it is,
It is only an opportunity to find
Something new, and something better within.

PromisesMore lies,
More promises.

More betrayal,
Or so it seems.

More discarding
Of peoples lives.

More hate,
More love.

You shall give,
And you shall receive,

Oh what lies,
Just as good as a lie

As myself,
My words.

My promises.

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Beckoning us to stay, feel its sweet morning dew
On our bare feet and let it curl around
Our wrinkled fingers,
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But behold! As olden hands unstrap the latch,
And cold, musty air of the past gushes into the room.
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Back stabbing and stomping on others
Hand as they dangle over the most pitiful
And sorrowful cliff there is?
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Down to when success it discussed?

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Trembles down around you in a curtain of realization.
Your lungs implode just before water
Floods your system, and carbon dioxide is released
Gently into the precious air your lungs so badly
Crave above.
A breath and rejuvenation of the mind, soul,
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It is a decision of choices...
Admit it, you,
And even I have said I've had the worst...
Said life is horrid and
Not deserving of my presence.
But then something changed it all.
There is hope,
There can be change,
We just need to be the ones to change it...
Do not ignore this...
Spread the word.

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Sometimes

by ~idoartguy, May 24, 2012, 3:24:58 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Sometimes I feel like I have lived a full life,
Done and gone,
Finished well, lived quite nicely.

Though my goals have not been yet finished,
I'm sure one may take them on
Someday, just as I have.

Sometimes, I feel ready for the cold arms
Of Death to carry me away,
His circular heart beating,
Forever worn, forever tired.

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Just a little something I came up with ^^

*xxRyRa5bbit May 25, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Sometimes I feel the same way

~idoartguy May 25, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Sometimes...

*xxRyRa5bbit May 28, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

...all the time

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*xxRyRa5bbit May 28, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

~idoartguy May 28, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

so whats up?

*xxRyRa5bbit May 28, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

im tired(and lik three months razor free!),my friend dragged me to the beach at 7 in the morning today wwithout warning and now im talking to one of the sweetest guys eva

yew?

~idoartguy May 28, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

XD thank you :3 and went swimming with some friends for a little while, but mostly loused around xD And Now I'm talking to one of the coolest girls ever xD

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~HowlingSpiritLupus May 24, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Very well written. I feel the same way plenty of times, and will feel that way many more years in my life. Very very beautiful poem.

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Thank you dearly ^^

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