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TwistedEverything is so messed up
I’m so confused
I should be crying,
But instead I’m laughing
Laughing…
At death.
Laughing…
At my last breath.

When the world is backwards
I’m so confused
The sky is ground
The north is south
And I find myself swinging
From the cobblestones
And with dirty hands, walking
Gripping with knuckle bones

Why is it, turned all around
I’m so confused
Yes means no
Wrong is right
And I’m enthralled with hurting people
Destroying their souls
And living, but actually dead
And somehow hurt consoles

At this rate I’ll be
Falling down to heaven
Or flying up to hell

To real
Drowning TearsVerse 1
It’s so hopeless and I’m scared
The light just rushes right past me
Like a whirlwind of despair
I hear a wolf cry, alone in the night
The wolf creeps by, gently whispers in my ear
I shiver, a cloud, with doubt slamming in my face
Why do I feel so ensnared …?

Verse 2
My heart is pounding in my chest
Is it just a dream?
I can’t seem to do the right thing
My whole body rebels
I see the right choice, why can’t I make it?
Something’s got me by the neck
Please take the fear away …

Verse 3
Surrounded by love
How am I ignored?
Blood is flowing down my face,
I feel sick, as I’m knocked
LionessShe’s not a weakling
Nor a coward
No broken heart
Not even soured
She’s a Lioness
Sure footed, powerful
The Lioness

She walks as queen
Despite dismantled face
A mark unforeseen
Experience, commands respect
She’s a Lioness
Wild and free, says don’t mess with me
The Lioness

She’s not a killer
Nor a flower
Her stride, it’s a thriller
Like an action film
She’s a Lioness
Keeping you all on the tips of your toes
The mighty Lioness

You’re comfortable with her
She makes you feel safe
She stands mind tall as a balsamic fir
She looks out for the great and the small
She’s a lioness
So beautiful an
New EndingSettles in a comfy nest
Blankets, pillows, against the chest
A warming lamp sets on the stand
Juicy tale carried in hand

Into a mangled binding
The mind for adventure finding
Within the crisp pages close friends
Suffering their sorrowed ends

Within the ruffled pages
Foes live on into the ages
And for the lovers nothing goes right,
The back cover slams down tight

The lamp light softens the blow
Between the pages the tears flow
No person could sense this unrest
Nor settle this frail heart's distress

This can't be the end of ends
Not satisfied, reader contends
Write a new end, one that might care
One not real, but one that'
Thanks to You                  Love
                Cannot
              Comprehend
            It’s like a lie
          That you tell to me
        This word abused, confused
      Meant to say you’re a game
    You’re nothing more, nothing less
 Pray tell, next time, if it’s love or lust
This word, thanks to you, I no longer trust
Lie fed Rose Lie fed Rose

Stitches sewn

are freshly ripped

If only I had known

If only I had been equipped

to stomach every lie

Before this my last goodbye

As a flower begins to grow,

So does it die
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
MakeupBrush on and disguise, girls
Makeup, brush, and sponge in hand
To paint a face we can stand
One allowing control and demand

Mascara, owing lovely lashes
Curled, long, blackened power
Batting they'll gladly give stashes
Monetary control, until we turn sour

Eyeliner, our trusty friend
Imparting perfection, edge, and smart
Sculpting our eyes to a wonderful blend
Drawing stares this well developed art

Foundation, turn our face a glowing light
To smooth discomfort, and deliver our plight
Oh blush, rose offer from the garden
Turn our face all joy and pardon

Oh eye shadow the mystery and serenity
The shadows behind discretion
Th
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
Dark ShawlI see those eyes all sparkling clear,
Stare at me while I’m standing here.
Heart shaking, all wrapped in fear;
Looking down at concrete, glimpsing
Pretty nails and costly pedicure,
But who needs those to feel secure.
Just give me my black shawl,
So I can crawl
Behind the cloven alleys;
Watching, waiting,
For life I am indentured
To black, and being depraved
Of all the things that I’m not allowed,
In my world against the crowd.
So give me my darkened shawl,
I’ll hide behind, hoping to go by
Noiselessly, quietly
Behind a shadowed human wall.
Dread to DareThere she cowers, in the cold  heart of blackness,
Scratching claws, stupidity, on iron bars,
Despair only driving her to madness;
Her mind in torment, reminding ageless scars.

Pacing back and forth in her confinement,
She laments like an animal, trapped forever;
Tears grace her cheeks with bitterness not refinement;
She plotted her escape but they screamed, No never!

She’s done this to herself resignation no other
She’s signed up for torment, she’s signed up for hell!
Wandering from one restricting corner to another
Ragged, torn, and crawling  filth; they swear, don’t tell.

Her ashen cheeks all sunken and hollow
Butterfly Kisses      kiss my scars, baby

           because i’m a bleeding heart

                 just promise me one thing,

                        please miss me when we’re apart.
RainRain trickles down my window pane
Sparkling glass
Crying diamond tears

Walking down the lane
Frozen in time
Like an old photograph

Bright colors, subdued with nostalgia
Glistening dewdrops
Kiss the flowers' velvet dresses

A fresh breeze
Swirls around me in a whirlwind of
Hope and love

I inhale the dreams that died
Buried under the hard ground
That the new rain has unearthed

I dance with abandon
Childish laughter bubbles up like a spring
As I vivaciously stomp through a stagnant puddle

Life breathes around me
As I spin and twirl
Smiling as the sun begins to shine on me

Parting through grey clouds
It beams at me with its gorgeous rays
An
PridePride
Nervous
Sick, stupid
Worried they’ll think
You are dumb, useless
Building a wall between
Acquaintance and a friendship
It controls thoughts and opinions
So you can’t make the right decisions
Pride, it’s fear, it’s ego, it’s mind control
I think, I feelI think, I feel
And sometimes it stinks,
When one thought goes ‘round
Like a little bug, Buzzing
Poking you, prickling you,
Biting you, snitching you
Doing a buggy parade ground
C’mon admit, it’s annoying…
You’ve failed, you’re not good enough
And you think this, I’m enjoying…
They’re better than you, you’re not enough
Soon you realize, the damage already done
You think, you feel, and then you hurt
And oh boy it ever hurts
Sometimes so much
You hope to evaporate
Into the mist on the slough

Again I think, I feel
Things happen so perfect
Like an aurora light
Piercing your soul,
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Vinita and EldridgeVinita (The Apprentice Angel):

Oh, bequeath me open eyes,
Grant me unscathed vision,
Authorize my wisdom;
For troubled I am,
Faced with such an uncertainty
It devours conviction
To bestow love upon a humanity
That is to me a terrible affliction.

Eldridge(The Mentor Angel):

My dear Vinita so much to learn,
So much to know
For child you must grow
So I will tell you
Humanity may appear
Behind a shroud
For they fear hence must wear
Else they be left cold and bare
But I press you
To look past their veils
To see what you know
Beyond glamorous masks
And quietus flairs
Under ugly covers
Past ghastly airs
Shines a hidden light
One of the brightest
LightThe Darkness hath no power over light
The moon hath illuminated the night
Lamps made the dark room bright
Dark shadows cannot ever dim the stars
Black pitch shan’t ever conceal the sun
Light will rule darkness to the ends of time
B-Flat MinorThat intolerable silence
Like thick smog choking the room
Suffocating all with its horrid perfume
That empty pit and vacant space
Where vagabonds leave their unkempt trace
Silence, a stillness that rots nerves,
And torments those who are in it.

The world holds its breath
Only waiting for
That one sound, one word, one whisper, one sob
But the tape never plays
Remarkable thing,
How the silence stays.

It’s as though somehow
A gag is stuffed down the throat,
All dingy and terribly soiled,
Cotton dipped in salt and motor oils
Is the taste of unspoken word and unshed tear.

So solemnly brimming over a wrenching quietness
Is a sound you th
Young LoveOur love is young, our love is wild,
It’s free like the heart of a child;
We’ll kiss through the pouring rain,
Even though they stare with disdain;
We’ll interlace our fingers,
Not ever daring to let go;
Our love is young, an overflow.

Our love is young, love insecure;
We cannot be, nor will endure
A day without a mingling kiss,
Together our sincerest wish;
We play footsy at the table,
We’ll kiss through study hour;
Starring, saying “You’re an angel”.

Our love is young, our love is strong;
We are the words of a great song;
Cannot ever be separate,
Together we are one spirit,
Gliding on through our g
Mistaken InnocenceStand before an all righteous court;
Judgment passes before the consort,
Sins spread before you on a plate,
Cover your face in gnawing shame,
Not prepared to admit your mistake,
Not willing to say, “I was to blame”.
“Innocent! Innocent!
Spare me!” I was framed.
The evidence is clear;
The evidence is holy;
The evidence says guilty;
Burn! Hell for eternity.
This case is adjourned!
Alone in your cell,
Your stomach so churned,
Overflowing well
Contemplating the knife
You’ve been good all your life
Perfect you say, to all laws
Perfect in every little way
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Dying to be Beautiful

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Dying to be beautiful
How far does it go
How deep can it get
How dark can it pull

When nothing holds you together
But layers of makeup on sunken cheeks
And your bones so frail they
Shatter from sobbing
Your heart so weak
You cannot risk loving

Your world so painful,
Through gray misty eyes
From the outline of ribs
To the protruding bone spines
I clearly see, you’re dying
Yes, dying to be beautiful

I wish somebody would tell you
The secret of beauty
It comes from the heart
The inside out
Not the outside in


But still how far will you go
How deep will you get
How dark will you go
Until you realize
You’re dying
Just to beautiful
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Written by Roselyn Edwards
Status: Final Draft
Additional Comments: Let me know if it flows and does it need more rhymes?
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*SuperGirlSwag Feb 9, 2013
really good one! I would say really realistic.... Well done!
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*roselynedwards Feb 11, 2013  Student Writer
I feel honored that you read some of my poems thank you ! :)
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*Everlasting90 Jan 29, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Very evocative!
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*roselynedwards Jan 29, 2013  Student Writer
Thanks
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=DragonsChest Nov 23, 2012  Professional Writer
Wrote a similar poem once called 'The Mirror Lies.' I can empathize for sure...
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*roselynedwards Nov 23, 2012  Student Writer
hmm sometime you'll have to show me your poem too!
and thanks means a lot to me.
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~Trog-dog Nov 23, 2012
I wish all girls could understand this, and not listen to what Hollywood says.
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~Deedeekinz Nov 22, 2012
I guess that's what most of us are doing..sadly but true.. just dying to be beautiful..

thank you for such an amazing and sweet poem, I hope one day we will all realize that beauty is from the heart, inside out like u mentioned
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*roselynedwards Nov 22, 2012  Student Writer
yea this is something I've struggled with personally so i understand how difficult it is ...
i'm just finally starting to get that beauty is internal not external, it really is, as a society we've been lied to so much by the media, and im not blaming the media because quite honestly i don't think they even begin to grasp what they are doing to people and if they do shame on them, the good news is we are the society we are a part of it and we need to start making our stand, standing up for ourselves and who we are not for how we look or what we do.
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~Deedeekinz Nov 23, 2012
yeah you're right, I wldnt blame the media though, it's more the way we look at things, the media might influence our decisions and thinking but at the end it's our own minds that see things how they do.
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