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the scars on your shouldersthe scars on your shoulders
are braille to me, so that i
can read your skin, so that i
can know you better.

i like to listen to your heartbeat
and how it resounds differently
from mine, just so beautifully
like two songs played in tandem
to harmonise in rounds;

i like to hold your hands
and rub your back
so that maybe my love
can find its way through your pores
and seep into your blood
(never can i find the right words
to tell you just the way you feel to me)

and to think that and how i nearly missed you
makes me miss you more
every minute and mile we spend
elsewhere.
i can't sleep with another body
in my bed,
but sleeping without you
leav

He doesn't write poetry anymore.He doesn’t write poetry anymore,
even if he still collects it, reads it, saves it, treasures
faded verses from his wife the way connoisseurs
savor vinyl over metallic rainbows on disc.
I don’t mind not knowing, but I can’t stand not asking.

The record needle hits the groove wrong;
he stumbles over words that aren’t there,
rummaging for an answer he doesn’t really have.
He doesn’t write poetry anymore
and his confusion is strangely endearing.

But there’s a lyricism to his words that I love,
poetic lines inserted between the daily grind
of character names and who said what;
voiceless boys in white a

PocketLeftover religion in the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
A key that unlocks nothing
A penny, a scrap of paper
With half of your name
Written in black ink

A song that is usually in my head
In the shriveled carcass
Of a long-dead dream
In the pocket
Of my trenchcoat
With the lint

SurelyIt was raining
when we kissed for the first time,
for the last time.

Thin rivulets
sunk into the shrunken space
between our bodies
and divided us
like nothing could before,
like everything will
from now
until that never again
when we will
see each other once more,
no more.

Your eyes were
that bewitching shade
of dull brown blue
with all of the light darkness
whirling
in a placid pond
around a pupil
overflowing with vacancy,
and me
and my frowning smile.

The winter heat
fell like a rising tide
and,
for our every breath
was another death
so black and full of life --
embracing our boiled ice skin
as we drew apart,
came together and broke free

Onceyour beauty lies restless behind those
hills, where you fought valiantly. and
the man you once were was brave and kind,
but now you are possessed by a passenger
of darkness, whispering words of your
loneliness.

the man you once were is forgotten, and
the man you are today, is only a ghost, a
shadow, of what you were before.

Life, Death And A Pork Chop SandwichAll tangled up, hard to breathe
This steel cloud day that swirls
With heat and pounding hammers
I shake in my boots and cough up
Blood, rust and damaged flesh
Waiting for the second coming
Maybe next time around there'll be
Some chance for more than this

A twisted barbed wire halo
Wrapped tight around my skull
Blinding white light aura
Swarming with flies I'm flying
To pieces, thousands of shards
Cannot be brought back together
But I will remember the summer
Of my first Chevrolet in each bit

Gleaming bits of glass in the desert
Each reflecting a different moment
Still, now, enduring until the waves
Of a new ocean sweep them away
No pain

Condemnedbeneath the beaten earth they lay,
their dreams condemned to ashes,
and our restless bodies stretch,
for forgiveness, for direction –

survivors of the abyss,
amidst wide-eye, silent soldiers –
so many dead, so many maimed,

how many graves are we standing on, today?

SisterSister

A sister is like a soul mate;
Someone who is always there
to guide me through fate.

A sister is,
a part of childhood that I cannot erase;
A sister like you,
is one that I would never replace
because you always know how to
put a smile on my face.

I know I can depend on you
to always be there for me;
This is one hundred percent guaranteed!

I've had great memories with you
in the past;
and I hope there are many more
to come,
in the future.

we are not a fairytalewe are not a fairytale.

I am not the strong lead with a heart of fire,
bones of steel, and eyes of vapid curiosity;
motivation seeping through
my every last intended action because
I was written this way

(the heroine falls only to rise again:
proverbial phoenix, burning out
because it is the cycle of my
life) and you, you are not

the beautiful travesty, perfectly composed
to strike me where I’m weak and
[almost]human, delicately woven
like the tapestry of my dismantling—
a subtle irony where somewhere, a writer
chuckles softly, understanding

we are blinder than church mice, born
in a makeshift world of darkness where
I&rsquo

Puppet My tears fall,

like invisible

diamonds.

My heart beats,

like soundless

drums.

Unwanted,

because of the

strings attached.

Pretty little things called words and dustif you weren't a hypocrite,
you'd be wrapped in the sweetest
perfumes
(learning
how to engulf the ocean
with your lungs
and think of how to cup it
in your hands
despite
your broken prayers and
still be beautiful)

dance with the gypsies
'till noon
(a quake in
your hips like the thrust
of continents
and the faultlines
emanating from
your spine,
but still
so, so graceful)

sing with the nymphs
in tune
(your voice,
it's growing old,
raspy even.
your throat's burning dry
like a monsoon
faltering in a desert,

and tones
still octaves
powerful)

be nestled in a king's arms
soon
(oh, you precious
little thing.
how

HorsepowerHorsepower

There’s a knife turnin in my soft parts
And heat burnin my mind on hard starts
The motors runnin but I lost the wheel
Just want it to be numb don’t wanna feel
Take two steps back and put it in park
Before I leave scarred up black marks
I need a u-turn on this highway
But can’t go back on the by-way
So look ahead, the pavement goes on
Break the rear-view mirror it’s gone
Contemplate
Reiterate
Put it in drive
And say goodbye
Let’s see how fast this bitch can fly

-Cygam7

nightmarethe foxes are at your bedside and singing--
feversongs,
songs of boiling thoughts
and broken muscles.
their lullabyes.
they sneak so quiet, and
somehow,
you can't quite
dream
anymore.

Lost In ConfusionMy mind is spinning without a rest
emotions whirl and twirl around
A merry-go-round gaining speed
Until the world blurrs before my eyes
What's happening? What's going on?

The simplest thought slips away
Right from my mind, fading so fast
Trying to focus, I stare and stare
Until my eyes are heavy and unclear.
I don't understand, what is going on...

Emotions rise and fall again
Within the blink of an eye
I'm crying, laughing, and depressed
A rollercoaster ride that never ends
Am I losing my mind in this ?

I try to close my eyes and rest
But the world spins me around
I feel like I am failing this test
Voices and noisies echo in my min

Why meI wanted sleep very badly
I tried my hardest to rest
I closed my eyes and laid there
But sleep didn’t come easy
I would doze off
And wake back up
Again
Why me? When I know I have to be up at 3 AM.

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Loneliness shot my HeartI feel like I lost you,
Somewhere along the path,
I never noticed you dissappearing from view.

It's my fault,
I shoul have listened to what you teach,
Should have stayed within your reach.

Thats it I'm done,
All I ever wanted was a little fun,
Never knew I'd be alone in the setting sun.

Going to far,
Isn't that what I do best,
Always play but never rest.

I can't believe we let go,
You promised we would never,
But we're slipping alone into forever.

I never pushed you away,
Consider yourself with the worst of luck,
Too messed up inside and I don't give a fuck.

You can blame me,
For everything that ever made you cry,
Just ple

Shatter Me(So many thoughts inside)

Yet all these words in my head cant explain
The reason(why)everytime I look at you all I feel is pain
And the harder I try to forget your face
The more your memory invades my space.

(Losing the sight)

Of what I wanted to do with my life
Now all I know is the way of the knife
And it's taking me to a distant place
Where every breath I take is like running a race.

(Please help me out)

I can't handle the situation that I'm in
The lies that I tell are like bugs crawling beneath my skin
Trying to break free of the cell
I've created my own personal hell.

(Don't let go)

Imagine us walking hand in hand
In a

Please Just Fucking Hate MeI can't be your pretty lady,
I'm just a pathetic dirty bitch,
Always acting shady,
Always making another stitch.

I tarnished the shine that once was your mind.

I will never be a pageant star,
Never be your joy or pride,
Together we will see misery's not far,
Together we will see how much I lied.

Remain like this and it's happiness you'll miss.

Inside I don't know who I am,
Inside I'm a walking dead,
Outside It's just a sham,
Outside Is fiction of reality unread.

Loose me in the wake of my mistake.

Forget my sad story,
Forget me all together,
Tell me a sweet memory,
To escape me in Forever.

I'm just a cliche to get in your w

Never What I wanted to beWhen she looks back,
Theres just a lonely child,
An empty vessel that rarely smiled.

Curled beneath a blanket,
All by herself she cried,
Didn't realize that inside her something died.

People questioned her frown,
She simply sat and closed her eyes,
Opening the gates to release a flood of lies.

She should've told somebody,
Seeked help to make it through,
But the scared little girl didn't know what to do.

She said it wouldn't happen,
Promised that she wouldn't become a cliche,
She would make a path and go her own way.

Look at me now,
I'm everything I never wanted to be,
I took what I hated and made it a part of me.

Lies of the

Lose anything for youThere's no need to whisper in my ear
I've known for all these years
And I'm ready for the world to know
Just how this will go

Friends told me you were wrong
That it was nothin' but a liars song
But I'm standing here
And I'm ready for everyone to hear

I'm putting it all on the line
I'll lose friends,family,and even time
Just don't leave me so alone
I can't do this on my own

What's present and what is past
I can't remember it's all too fast
But one thing I'm sure I know
When I'm with you time moves slow

I can't stay here and it's colder there
Everywhere I go they always stare
That's why I'm standing at your door
I'm in your

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Fly like a Butterfly

by ~tears4everfalling, Jul 18, 2007, 7:47:34 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Close your eyes
and follow blind,
Forget the past
and open up your mind.

No longer look
for the realistic lie,
Don't try to predict
how many times you'll cry.

Render yourself sightless
to all the unknown,
Shut the doors in the hallways
of what you've been shown.

Spend life living
instead of dying,
Close your eyes
and start flying.

Fly like a Butterflyby ~tears4everfalling

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Its time for a change...

And the best way is to fly like a butterfly.

The title is kind of like a metaphor...

!Rebelegade Nov 2, 2007

This is beautiful <3333333

~tears4everfalling Nov 5, 2007 Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks.
Its one of my few positive poems...

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