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Behind this MaskBehind this mask
Is the real
Not the fake

Behind this mask
Hides the ugly
And the hate

Behind this mask
Not a smile
Nor a laugh

Behind this mask
No charming word
No loving act

Behind this mask
A hurting soul
All tears flow

Behind this mask
Sometimes
We all go

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

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

Winter HeartFrozen solid, her heart will not beat,
Summer over, arctic winds won’t retreat,
All warmth and light has fled,
And you won’t last long there,
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter,
A winter heart, all dead.

The snow falling your love a breeze,
You won’t last long, you'll just freeze
Icicles from the past have froze her core,
Only warm hearts will change the season
Her heart it’s a tundra in winter
A winter heart, you've fallen for

Dying to be BeautifulDying 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 be

Despicable MeThere huddling in the corner;
A pathetic existence,
Whimpering beast and lost soul
Heart beating but half full
Its face all worn and ghostly vile
As though a man but without a smile
Its eyes bloodshot from hate
Coordinating with a deadly fate
And I cowered from its horrid dreams
They unleashed tormenting screams
I couldn’t bare to look through it
The ugliest thing I’d ever seen,
A host of envy seized its eyes,
Its mouth a foaming rage
Its face ashen like a grave
It incapable of beauty
To itself it was a slave
Everything it stood for broke my heart
All the dreadful moaning of it, pushed me apart
And when the blood dripped fro

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.

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

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'

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

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

ConquersHate conquers Joy
Love conquers hate
Shame conquers peace
Forgiveness conquers shame
Pride conquers love
Courage conquers pride
Despair conquers life
Hope conquers death

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

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

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Pride

by *roselynedwards, Nov 25, 2012, 8:02:55 AM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

Pride
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

Prideby *roselynedwards

Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Traditional Fixed Forms

©2012-2013 *roselynedwards

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~5SilverFingers Dec 8, 2012 Student General Artist

I like the creativity how each line has one more syllable than the last. Very nice. And the topic is quite a strong one at that.

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*roselynedwards Dec 8, 2012 Student Writer

thanks it was a trial run of that type of form so im glad it turned out alright ! thanks for commenting!

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~5SilverFingers Dec 8, 2012 Student General Artist

You're very welcome.

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=DragonsChest Nov 25, 2012 Professional Writer

Like the poetry form, looks fun...

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*roselynedwards Nov 26, 2012 Student Writer

thanks

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*Everlasting90 Nov 25, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

It's so true. Wow.

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*roselynedwards Nov 25, 2012 Student Writer

that's just how it feels to me. thanks for the comment!

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