I hate you,
I hate you,
You stole his heart,
I'll never have a chance with him,
You stole his heart.
You stole his mind so he can only think of you,
He will never think about me,
All he will think about is the time you spent together,
I hate you,
I hate you,
You stole his mind.
You stole his eyes,
So when he looks at me he sees right through me,
When he looks at the house all he thinks about is how you were here, you were there,
His eyes compare me to you,
I hate you,
I hate you,
You stole his eyes.
You stole my happiness,
I never knew you Rebecca,
But everyone compares me to you,
The housekeeper, the servants,
Forever d
How am I supposed to feel?
It is hard not to cry,
Not to scream and shout,
How are you supposed to feel
when the little girl you spent all your time playing with,
Suddenly becomes a boy.
When she wants to be called he,
When she says call me Cody,
When one day she walks through the door and she is not a woman anymore
What are you supposed to do?
You want to be supportive,
But all you feel is shock,
All traces of that girl is gone,
But is she still there inside?
Is the little girl I grew up with still there?
Will I ever see her again?
My whole perspective is shifted and I am thrown on my face.
I am not sure how to act around yo
Baby how I am supposed to love you,
How am I supposed to take care of you?
When you won't let me in.
I try so hard to so to show you that you can depend on me,
To be the shoulder you can lean on
All I want is for you just to let me see what you're feeling,
No matter how hard I push,
I am pushed back even farther.
Baby how are we supposed to be together,
When we can't communicate?
When I can't be let in when your hurting?
My heart breaks because I can't help you,
My soul is dying because you won't even give me a chance.
Baby I love you
Please let me in
I am crying out for you to let me out of the darkness on the outside,
And le
My darkness follows me whenever I go
I cannot tame it
I cannot even give a name to it
It always controls me.
No matter how much I want to get rid of it I cannot
No matter how much I want to be normal, I will not be
Until I have this dreadful dark passenger away from me.
I cannot sleep at night
Killing occupies my every thought
Even if they deserve to die
Society views it as wrong.
I pretend to be normal
I pretend to have a soul
I pretend to be a human
Even though I am not one.
Why has the human's god
Chosen this path for me?
Why must I live with the fact
that I am a monster
And always will be one.
If life was so easy
I'm not exactly sure where I would be
Would I ever work to achieve my dream?
Or would I have it just handed to me?
If life was so easy
I wonder if I would have worries or cares
What would that feeling be,
To never have thoughts occupy my brain
Would I just be a mindless blob?
Forever content with lackluster?
Would life even be worth living anymore?
If life was so easy
If life was so easy
Would I even be inspired to write these words?
Or would I just waste all my thoughts away?
Would I ever have any thoughts at all?
If like was so easy
I think I'd rather not live at all
If life was so easy
It's easier to hurt someone,
But it's harder to be the one hurting.
It's hard to see the faces they make when you walk away,
Or when you say something.
It's hard to feel like your not included in anything,
Your too shy to stand up and speak for yourself
When you finally get up the courage to speak,
What do you say?
It's hard to trust someone
It's hard to depend on someone
When all you can think about is how will they hurt you,
How do you keep it from happening?
You become a shadow of yourself,
You see weakness in someone else,
So you smash it in order to feel better.
I wish I could make myself feel better,
So I could help some
Does it even matter what I think anymore?
Does anyone even care?
It seems no matter how hard I try,
No one seems to understand.
All I want is for someone to see below the surface,
I'M NOT OKAY,
I feel like I could scream it in your face,
Muster up the courage to put it in a text,
I could write it on the small of your back with my fingers,
I could cut long scars on my arms,
If it will only get you to see...
I want to let you in,
I want to shove you away.
I don't know to how to help myself,
How are you supposed to help me?
I think about suicide like a normal girl thinks of icecream,
It's a thought that never goes away.
All I ca
I just need some time to breathe,
I'm not sure what's inside of me,
Not sure how to channel all the anger, all the pain
Not sure how to take care of myself.
I'm not sure if needing someone is good or bad,
I feel like free falling backwards,
And there is nothing there to save me.
If I ever crash, will be there be someone to miss me?
Someone who will care?
Is there something I can do
To make the hurt go away,
To make the emptiness cease,
To make me feel like I'm worth something again
Will I ever learn the true meaning of being me?
Love- Stupid Title, Overused- by mandyc, literature
Literature
Love- Stupid Title, Overused-
The soft sounds of your breathing,
The sound of your heart beating inside your chest,
The smile that never leaves your face when you're with me,
The love the swells up inside of me.
Is it really possible to love something as much as I love you?
The soft sound of your voice as it calls to me,
The sweet taste of your lips as they touch mine
The tenderness of your skin against my skin
Love is different than anything I have ever known.
It's a feeling that no matter how many words I think of to describe it, I can't think of one that hits it just right,
Not one word can describe what you make me feel inside,
Not one moment can sum up eve
I hate you,
I hate you,
You stole his heart,
I'll never have a chance with him,
You stole his heart.
You stole his mind so he can only think of you,
He will never think about me,
All he will think about is the time you spent together,
I hate you,
I hate you,
You stole his mind.
You stole his eyes,
So when he looks at me he sees right through me,
When he looks at the house all he thinks about is how you were here, you were there,
His eyes compare me to you,
I hate you,
I hate you,
You stole his eyes.
You stole my happiness,
I never knew you Rebecca,
But everyone compares me to you,
The housekeeper, the servants,
Forever d
How am I supposed to feel?
It is hard not to cry,
Not to scream and shout,
How are you supposed to feel
when the little girl you spent all your time playing with,
Suddenly becomes a boy.
When she wants to be called he,
When she says call me Cody,
When one day she walks through the door and she is not a woman anymore
What are you supposed to do?
You want to be supportive,
But all you feel is shock,
All traces of that girl is gone,
But is she still there inside?
Is the little girl I grew up with still there?
Will I ever see her again?
My whole perspective is shifted and I am thrown on my face.
I am not sure how to act around yo
Baby how I am supposed to love you,
How am I supposed to take care of you?
When you won't let me in.
I try so hard to so to show you that you can depend on me,
To be the shoulder you can lean on
All I want is for you just to let me see what you're feeling,
No matter how hard I push,
I am pushed back even farther.
Baby how are we supposed to be together,
When we can't communicate?
When I can't be let in when your hurting?
My heart breaks because I can't help you,
My soul is dying because you won't even give me a chance.
Baby I love you
Please let me in
I am crying out for you to let me out of the darkness on the outside,
And le
My darkness follows me whenever I go
I cannot tame it
I cannot even give a name to it
It always controls me.
No matter how much I want to get rid of it I cannot
No matter how much I want to be normal, I will not be
Until I have this dreadful dark passenger away from me.
I cannot sleep at night
Killing occupies my every thought
Even if they deserve to die
Society views it as wrong.
I pretend to be normal
I pretend to have a soul
I pretend to be a human
Even though I am not one.
Why has the human's god
Chosen this path for me?
Why must I live with the fact
that I am a monster
And always will be one.
If life was so easy
I'm not exactly sure where I would be
Would I ever work to achieve my dream?
Or would I have it just handed to me?
If life was so easy
I wonder if I would have worries or cares
What would that feeling be,
To never have thoughts occupy my brain
Would I just be a mindless blob?
Forever content with lackluster?
Would life even be worth living anymore?
If life was so easy
If life was so easy
Would I even be inspired to write these words?
Or would I just waste all my thoughts away?
Would I ever have any thoughts at all?
If like was so easy
I think I'd rather not live at all
If life was so easy
It's easier to hurt someone,
But it's harder to be the one hurting.
It's hard to see the faces they make when you walk away,
Or when you say something.
It's hard to feel like your not included in anything,
Your too shy to stand up and speak for yourself
When you finally get up the courage to speak,
What do you say?
It's hard to trust someone
It's hard to depend on someone
When all you can think about is how will they hurt you,
How do you keep it from happening?
You become a shadow of yourself,
You see weakness in someone else,
So you smash it in order to feel better.
I wish I could make myself feel better,
So I could help some
Does it even matter what I think anymore?
Does anyone even care?
It seems no matter how hard I try,
No one seems to understand.
All I want is for someone to see below the surface,
I'M NOT OKAY,
I feel like I could scream it in your face,
Muster up the courage to put it in a text,
I could write it on the small of your back with my fingers,
I could cut long scars on my arms,
If it will only get you to see...
I want to let you in,
I want to shove you away.
I don't know to how to help myself,
How are you supposed to help me?
I think about suicide like a normal girl thinks of icecream,
It's a thought that never goes away.
All I ca
I just need some time to breathe,
I'm not sure what's inside of me,
Not sure how to channel all the anger, all the pain
Not sure how to take care of myself.
I'm not sure if needing someone is good or bad,
I feel like free falling backwards,
And there is nothing there to save me.
If I ever crash, will be there be someone to miss me?
Someone who will care?
Is there something I can do
To make the hurt go away,
To make the emptiness cease,
To make me feel like I'm worth something again
Will I ever learn the true meaning of being me?
Love- Stupid Title, Overused- by mandyc, literature
Literature
Love- Stupid Title, Overused-
The soft sounds of your breathing,
The sound of your heart beating inside your chest,
The smile that never leaves your face when you're with me,
The love the swells up inside of me.
Is it really possible to love something as much as I love you?
The soft sound of your voice as it calls to me,
The sweet taste of your lips as they touch mine
The tenderness of your skin against my skin
Love is different than anything I have ever known.
It's a feeling that no matter how many words I think of to describe it, I can't think of one that hits it just right,
Not one word can describe what you make me feel inside,
Not one moment can sum up eve
I'm Finally Giving Up by Forgottenangel777, literature
Literature
I'm Finally Giving Up
I'm giving up, but you think I'm actually trying my hardest.
I've been bending over backwards for you:
I stopped complaining, I do what you want,
I let you win, I call back first, I don't argue,
and I don't ask for anything at all.
I watch what I say and I do what you want.
You think I'm trying my hardest.
But I gave up who I am and what I want.
I'm giving up me for you.
That saddest part?
You're okay with it.
You like this way better.
Okay, Breathe.
It's not the time to fall apart.
Life is coming fast,
and the worst has only yet to start.
Its time for our new lives to begin,
as we enter the next phase of our lives.
As the big buildings loom before us,
and our loving families say goodbye.
It's time for college,
and the new dorm smells like fresh paint.
There's new sheets and new books,
and all I want to do is faint.
I want to go back to being young,
when adulthood was only a threat our parents made.
Now that I'm living on my own,
I wish that I had listened to what they said.
Okay, Breathe.
Everything will be alright.
Even if I can't crawl quietly
past my
I close the door behind me, and then it's just you and I in my room, the room I've filled to the brim with broken hearts and smothered feelings and long-forgotten dreams just dying to spill out.
Do you remember last time?, I wonder aloud. Last time, this room was empty, empty of everything, except for you and me, and there was only one broken heart, but that was enough. We filled the room with candles, dozens of them, and lit them one by one, not because I love candles and not because it made the room smell like spearmint and eucalyptus, but because it's better to light just one candle than to curse the darkness.
Of course you remember last
In your heart, you think you are ugly
You just know that you are stupid
You can't stand your voice,
or the way you laugh.
In your heart, you think you are boring
You just feel it when people stare at you
You can't stand your hair,
or the contours of your face.
In your heart, you think your fat
You just cry yourself to sleep
You can't stand your habits,
or the things that I love most.
All your flaws, you flaunt them at me.
No matter what, I tell you your wrong.
Babe, the only flaw you ever had was taking your life from me.
stupid taylor swift song by lovelustetc, literature
Literature
stupid taylor swift song
She said
You belong with me
And she's got everything
but
You shouldve said no.
Of all the girls tossing rocks at your window
I'll be waiting (all there's left to do is run).
I wonder if you know
I wanna kiss you in the rain so
You put your eyes on me
And I never knew I could feel that much.
I cant help thinking
About you and me
As I paced back and forth all this time
Is this in my head, I don't know what to think.
Cause I'm not your princess, this ain't a fairytale
But you were everything to me.
I can't help myself,
Been here all along.
I'm sick and tired of your attitude,
Even now just lookin
you can be my best friend,
and we can hold hands everyday on the way to school -
or you can move 300 miles away and we wont hold hands anymore.
but you can still be my best friend, if youd like?
---
its ten years later that we meet quite by chance
youre giving me this look and -
i have a bag full of bottle caps and
and its not mysterious or intriguing or anything.
its just annoying, and they jingle and clatter together when Im walking and
its just annoying. okay?
and why should i even talk to you?
when you promised me youd stay in touch and that wed
You'll never know
how much you've helped me.
All of the days
when I've come to school
with tears in my eyes.
All of the days
where I've hated myself.
Hated my friends.
Hated my family.
Hated everyone around me.
Hated my life.
All of the days
when I just couldn't take it...
You'll never know.
You'll never know
how many times you've saved me.
From cutting.
From fighting.
From screaming.
From breaking.
From crying.
From just giving up.
From leaving.
From doing the unfathomable...
You'll never know.
You'll never know
how nice it feels,
to have someone to hold me.
To have someone who loves me,
because of who I am...
I'd rather be asleep when I'm awake
Because nothing is ever as it seems.
I can pretend that he never existed
but only in my dreams.
I'd rather be gone when he's around
Because he is ripping me apart.
Nothing matters anymore
As he takes my heart.
I'd rather be surrounded by one thousand fireflies
I'd rather have disappeared that night.
Because I feel so much more alive
Without you in my sight.
I'd like to make myself believe
That I can forget.
One thousand fireflies to remember you by
Each one brightly lit.
Dark eyes that are frightening but comforting at the same time,
A heart that can be warm or its core filled with ice,
Ears that can hear my heart pounding,
Fangs that can rip open my flesh.
Can fall in love but pay the price,
Wander in the night
Drink blood to satisfy their thirst,
Perfect in every way,
Have their horrid past and many different ways of taking it.
In the need of someone but prefer to be alone,
Misunderstood,
Powerful,
With tenderness underneath.
How long until we understand these creatures?
How long until the war of our worlds ends?
How much longer will we be blind?
There is so much more to a vampire than meets
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Hey everyone, its summer! And it was a really mild winter where I live, so the temperatures are skyrocketing now!
Work: I've written a few poems that aren't on here yet their in my agenda which I haven't taken my backpack out the car since my last day of school which was May 8th. I have also barely written anything. I have to be really inspired to write these days. My English teacher told me those times when I cranked poems like every day that they probaly weren't as good as the stuff I write now which is probaly true. So maybe I'll get some inspiration this summer, doubt it though.
What has happened: Well I've done and graduated from high
Yea I don't update every much, hell I haven't even been on DA for about 8 or 9 months. Let's just say I had a lot of messages waiting for me. I had a random guy comment on DA ID and said I was beautiful so that was nice.
I just posted a new depressing poem called Drowning. I'm feeling better now so hopefully I'll get some happy inspiration and write something a little better soon. I haven't written much lately. It's weird when I was 14 I'd crank out new poems every day bout different things. Maybe I wore myself out.
Life is busy finished up my first semester of my senior year, doing college stuff. I've decided on going into special educatio
Hi all, its amazes me how much has changed since fall.
I don't really write much anymore, I hardly have the time or are hardly inspired enough to write which saddens me. But I'd say it is to excepted I wrote like a mad woman for 2 years straight so I can feel a little deflated now. One of my poem gets a lot of comments it's a called raped, my first attempt at a poem like that. Most people share their stories but I did have one person tell me I was a horrible person and a horrible writer for even thinking I should write about something like that. I had to block the person and delete all their comments because it was getting to ridiculous and
Hello i read your poem on women and i have to say i agree with you in every way i mean a Woman needs to be treated with special care. I mean i am a guy but im glad someone has the same mindset
hey would you like to join ? we have a pre summer poetry contest. and wed love for you to join. you can also submit poetry to be critiqued. our group is a poetry oriented group with the theme of anything love. We accept all forms of art as well. hope you join. sorry for copying and pasting this invite to several poems i like but i dont have time to write each one out