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Leading To SilenceHave you ever pushed someone away repeatedly?
At first it was hard to
But time after time, little by little you just did it easily
You never thought it would lead to this
You're so used to it, you used to think of them first but now it's last
You don't even talk like you used to
And now you're wondering why
You never thought it would lead to this
Where all there is left is silence
There so many times you can push someone away
There so many times you could've done something to make me stay
Why couldn't we work this out?
To stop from being here at this point
Can we fix what's broken?
Or is it too late?
Hell Doesn't Even KnowI want to cry so much...
Why?

Maybe I'm happy,
Maybe I'm sad.

I feel so alone,
Yet I've been with people all day.
I feel so unloved,
Yet I know I have people who love me.

I can't talk about these feelings.
I can't open up when the door is locked.
And the key is lost.

I want to inspire,
But I just recieve empathy.
I want to die,
But I keep on breathing.

I feel so confused, lost and all alone.
The feelings inside me are too strong for my body.

I don't want someone to understand.
I want someone to give me the answers to why I am like this.
And a solution to fix the massacre inside me...
SilenceWords never spoken,
Screams never heard.
Whimpers never noticed,
Tears never cured.

Scars carved by silence,
Forming words unspoken.
Forever I will be
Nearly broken.

I will never give in,
Though hanging by a thread.
I will never give up,
Though my life has been shred.

With words known,
But not ever spoken,
I will never be
Truly broken.
InfectionI'm Unfortunate,
Unlucky,
and Afflicted;
You're contagious,
and I've behaved,
Outrageous,
and rather Unjustly.
Only together a mere while,
And I'm infected,
With every word
of Affection,
that on me you've tested.
Tear me apart
and no longer leave me to suffer,
of this disease you've inflicted;
where I have no choice
But to think of you,
all day,
and in my dreams at night.
Cure me, out of your good will, my lover
for I fear I'm lovesick still.
The rule of nines.I know more about half-moon palms
than most know about lifelines

the kind that beg dandelion child,
love-yourself-breathless.

I know about forged castle ribs & broken homes.

Myths that are half fact & imaginary friend
turned bogieman -

Fangs that tear clear through ice-bone hearts
like they are nothing but pretty paper
to be folded over, again & again & again
by the hands of quivering youths:

Icarus, the reincarnated
sky conqueror searching for warmth.
fast-forward through the goodbyesthis is the beginning of the end
“i know you,” he says.
and he looks defeated, he looks sad, he looks like
he's a boy who may one day realize how much
he cares for you, so you cut him off and say,
“minus all the secrets i don’t tell anyone.”
“well, yeah, minus those.”
“then you don’t know me at all.”

and then you tell him,
i love you. but you don’t use those words
because those are taboo. are jinxed.
are knock on wood three times fast.
instead you press him in a hug and say,
i’m sorry, knowing he won’t understand
that this is the first time you ever cared for some
Quiet WorldEmbrace a quiet world where you can sit down and watch
As the breeze rolls on by, and the sky shifts non-stop
With great blue above and rainbows all around
Oh how I can't wait to show the world I love

Enter to this quiet world where you can dream without fear
Where you can hold onto the things you hold dear
And think only of those times when the days were so clear
When you could be with your friends and let go of your tears

Join me in this quiet world and escape from the harsh
Lie down in the green grass and count the ways you can touch
The sprawling new sky and the puffy clouds above
So you can hold in your hands a perfect little
EndEnd

I'm thoroughly done, lock my soul in the cage, leave my body to decay with age.

Place me in the corner, remove all the lights, let me not see all the abusive fights.

Let the ambient souls speak to my own, for they have keys that are mine, fiercely unknown.

Place my blood in the black circle of pathways, empty my flesh into the cage beneath, decorate my eyes with silver teardrops, and embalm my crushed bones into the wreath.

Paint my soul with memories and time, be sure to place them in order of rhyme.

And once the ritual is finally complete, whisper the words, "to end without defeat."
Most hated friendGlimmer, Glimmer,

Faintly shimmer,

Oh dark star of the night.

Reflect my soul,

My anguished stare,

Shine on so glaring bright.

That we should fear so much,

From something so small,

Seems an unusual plight,

And yet as I hold you in my hand,

I know my friends are right.

And yet to put you down seems ludicrous,

Just do not run across - shine on bright,

My glistening friend - lest I cover you in red.
The FaultThese guilty thoughts won’t disappear
They seem to crush my mind
Dark whispers feeding into fear
That creeps up from behind  
 
 
The sickness seeps from you to me
 It claws inside my heart
A raging storm of misery
That rips us both apart  
 
 
It’s not as bad as it may seem
Although I tend to shade what’s true
Reality twists to a dream
My mind becomes askew  
 
 
I take this blame to hold
Though it may not be my own
This fiery joy has since gone cold
As your disease has grown  
 
 
I wish that I could take it all
And deal with it instead
If only guilt’s enchanting call
Would cease inside my head  
 
 
This voice that is my own
It breathes compulsive lies
If only sooner you had known
You’d be your own demise.  
 
 
I can’t accept all that is real
I can’t accept this now
I can’t quite figure how I feel
Until then, I’ll learn how.
We Are/You Aren'tWe are the unwanted, the broken
The ones you forgot about.
So don't be too surprised when we
Start to scream and shout.

We are the living, the dying
The ones you all put down.
But you'll know who we are when we
Run this goddamn town.

We are the corpses, the maggots
The ones you all despise.
But you'll be the ones scared when we
Expose all your lies.

We are the hunted, the lost
The ones you all spurn.
But you'll cry for our help when we
Leave you all to burn.

We are the losers, the winners
The ones that you deny.
But you'll be the ones damned when we
Hear the angels cry.
DisheartenedI’ve got not one, but two
Burdens laden my back
Quietus I pursue
Drives me like a wolf pack
Oh the burdens I cannot bear
They weigh me down,
Down to despair
I’m a haunted mind in ghost town
A shadowed spirit
A cloak unto joy
A shroud to freedom
Not predestined as an altar boy
So chained by shackles
Festering on my feet
Futilely moving my ankles
I’m no longer one of the elite
Because they drive me
And I’m their slave
In my mind that’s the Dead Sea
For I determine how I must behave
Remove this millstone
From ‘round my stiffened neck
For I fear my spine bone
Will suddenly have a wreck
And I’ll lose
Endless LakeDip your toes in the icy depths of poetry
let it sting with it's truth
start to comfort you with it's twisting metaphors
I have yet to leave this serene lake of words

Ripples turning into voices
spoken with enough force to push me under
make me gasp for breath as the lines finish

Poetry becomes us
becomes love and hate
understanding
souls holding on to anything that's left

My hands glide across the water
feeling it's pulse
the beat of a heart romanticizing and utilizing the words
we have learned to make

Fading into an ever-lasting tremor
the tremble you hear when emotion becomes too much

Waiting in the pause
silence before
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InfectionI'm Unfortunate,
Unlucky,
and Afflicted;
You're contagious,
and I've behaved,
Outrageous,
and rather Unjustly.
Only together a mere while,
And I'm infected,
With every word
of Affection,
that on me you've tested.
Tear me apart
and no longer leave me to suffer,
of this disease you've inflicted;
where I have no choice
But to think of you,
all day,
and in my dreams at night.
Cure me, out of your good will, my lover
for I fear I'm lovesick still.
Brain StormMy brain sloshes ‘round within my skull
The waves pounding against my temples
Endless chatter screeches like seagulls
My thoughts erupt the cortex as lava
Travelling through my body to Vena Cava
Poisoning my violent beating heart
Rattling the physical and spiritual apart
Where the dust lies one’s mind a chemical eruption
Silence goes unnoticed, in the brain full of disruption
Feelings like tornados uprooting reasoning
Destruction, anger deepening
Where there is silence surfacing the outer skin
There is insanity devising its design for turmoil within
Flaying neurons and catastrophic brain signaling
From subconscious preconditioni
ErrorsCold breath on my purple lips,
The sensation touches my ears’ tips
Echoes of dead roses in a fierce-some gloom
My sorrow follows me as though it’s in full bloom
The open air levitates my still form
The coldness shocking me like a magnetic storm
I lay lifeless, colder, stiller, than my skin an icy blue
Spread out as to catch this morning’s dew
The mist is like a comforting blanket
My head, stripped of innocence, a blank planchet
Waiting to be stamped by my failures
Rather than face my sneering errors
Can’t I stay here, to be kissed by memories?
Ladled out from the stagnant pool of the centuries
Soothing fingers stroke
Superficial MeThe External Struggle Inc.
435 Insecurity Drive
Planet Earth, America

February 1, 2013

The Internal Self Co.
P.O. Box E. Heartland Drive
Planet Earth, Reality

Dear Internal Self:

I know you are good
I know how you're able
I know you are beautiful
And quite capable
I know you are strong
I know that you're graceful
I know you’re perseverant
And wholly faithful
I know you're secure
A moral silhouette
I know that you will forgive
And forever forget
I know that you're smart
I know how you've been brave
I know that you’re respected
And always behave
I know you’re thankful
I know how you're friendly
I know you are flexible
And
Take a BreatherI’m not a model nor superstar
but I’m just as special as the next rock star

I’m not the queen of wonderland
But I have a heart and I understand

I’m not a magician nor actress
but I have good tastes as an artist

One day you may find me rotted in my chair
Where I sat and wrote my little heart out there

Well I may not be an amazing athlete
But in math and science I sure got you beat

I’m not a famous singer
But I am a wild dreamer

While I may not be strong and without fear
I am at least brave enough to shed a tear

While I don’t always have perfect things to say
I can sure give good hugs away

While I
Everything I NeedI never took the time to look around
Until I realize, in despair I’m found

I fret and worry like Peter on the sea
Until to Jesus Christ, I forever plea

Then to heaven, aye my heart is free
Now in this world, my heart no longer be

I set my gaze to greener rolling hills
And feel His Word how my lungs it fills and fills

I look up to azure skies
To think about how the angel flies

Eyes are sure to find a budding rose
How Christ’s love it grows and grows

In the morn, wetness of the dew
Hearing birds sing so lovely and I'm all new

Try to think not as much of me
Just want to love them all no matter who they be

Most important thing

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Conformity

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I’m here in my head
Existing amongst the dead
Life is being taken
Things are mistaken
It seems people run voluntarily to misery
As though pretending, the nonexistence of history
All eyes seem jaded, or intensely blind
A wonder to them how the world will unwind
Continue to watch them, try and stop them
Pull them away by the strings of their hem
Try to save them, but you’ll be the ignorant fool
Sincerely they believe you’re the devil’s tool
They cannot see how the devil masquerades
Conning to enlist them in his festering charades
To fight against the right
To fight against the light
To fight against our joy
By playing with humanity like it’s a toy
Preconditioned, pre-programmed
To listen and be reconditioned
With a baby spoon fed each bite
Spoon by spoon, evidentially knowing, no right
The appetizer, conformity
The Desert, uniformity
Just prisoners of the original
Life of the adaptional
Code word for mundane
Of people trapped in the conformity chain
I cannot exist amongst the dead
I must scream out wildly instead
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Written by Roselyn Edwards
Status: Final Draft
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:icondragonschest:
=DragonsChest Jan 27, 2013  Professional Writer
Interesting to read...
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*roselynedwards Jan 27, 2013  Student Writer
...that bad huh
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:icondragonschest:
=DragonsChest Jan 27, 2013  Professional Writer
No silly, the other way around... :hug:
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~EvelynNorth Jan 27, 2013
Is it weird that I read this in a sort of spoken word/rap style? Because it fit that beat really well (I make beats in my head a lot). Also, the concept of the conformity and blindness a lot of people choose is a really relatable subject. I like that you didn't just make it one-sided though because a person would be ignorant if they thought they could try and change a person like that's mind.

Well done overall. :)
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*roselynedwards Jan 27, 2013  Student Writer
nahh whatever works for you :) And thanks I enjoyed reading your comment :)
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!VLoneV Jan 27, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
No words...complete awe
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*roselynedwards Jan 27, 2013  Student Writer
Thanks I most appreciate your opinion; you are an awesome person I'm sure!
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!VLoneV Jan 27, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
^_^ Thanks and you're very welcome!
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*sApPH1repo3t Jan 26, 2013
I love this poem, gr8 job!
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*roselynedwards Jan 26, 2013  Student Writer
wow thanks :) I really appreciate you taking the time to read it, that means a lot to me.
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