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SacrificeYou in my shadows
You should just get lost
I don't know where I can go
But I have to go
I can't stay here anymore
I know that I'm not lost
I'm just alone
But I can't go back now
And I won't cry
I wont scream
I've sacrificed enough for this cause
I have to see this through
I don't know where I can go
But I can't stay where I don't belong
I'm no warrior, I'm no hero
Just let me be
Haven't I sacrificed enough?
This has been all that I've lived for
All that I've died for
I shed my sweat, shed my blood
Just for this
Just to feel the pain this brings
Because the pain lets me know I'm alive

I used to be such a sweet innocent thing
Bright, white, la

GollumIt's killing me
Burning me
Torturing me
The silence

They don't see me
They don't hear me
They don't feel me
They don't want me

As if I'd soil them
Murder them
Infect them
Destroy them

So i sit here alone
In this dark dank cave
And i thinks to myself
And i speaks to myself

I plot my revenge
for them casting me out
for them hating me
hating what I've become

Where are they?
Has no one come?
I'm not the same
as i was before

But still no one
comes or cares
no friends come
no family cares

And slowly, slowly, slowly
oh, ever so slow
the silence invades
my mind, my soul

And softly, softly, softly
Oh, ever so softly
I

Sometimes I'm Afraid...Sometimes I'm afraid...

of breaking
of crying
of loving
of being loved
of being a hero
of being a villain
of saying something
of people reading this
of being recognized
of being seen
of keeping secrets
of speaking the truth
of acting like me
of not acting like me
of uncertainty
of cold hard facts
of knowing the truth
of believing a lie
of being unwanted
of someone realizing when i'm not there
of being beautiful
of not being beautiful enough
of changing the world
of the world changing me
of living a lie
of living a truth
of keeping silent
of speaking up
of being me
of being someone else
of loving something
of ha

My Resevoir

Sometimes I'm not really sure
About anything really
But if you want to get specific
Then I should say
That I'm not really sure about my tears
I'm not sure why they come to me
I'm not sure why they come when they do

Usually there's no reason to cry
Usually i just want to scream instead
But i can't control the tears that come
I have no idea why they come to me
I have no idea why they come when they do

You know, there's no real reason
For crying, i mean
Tears are only meant for one thing
And that thing is for moistening our eyes
When they get dry
No scientist can explain just why
Our tears come when we have an excess of emotion

DarkYou left me in the darkness
And I was all alone
There was no one there
To guide me out of the pit
And when the chance came
To escape this desolate black
I heard your heart beating
You were in this abyss too
So I stayed in the black with you

It and the Mask

I feel like I'm wearing a mask.
A mask of normality.
Of happiness.
Of assertiveness.
Of the appearance that I know who I am.
Or that I know what I want.
But I am none of those.
Which is why I'm wearing these masks.
One of which I change every day.
This one is a mask of care.
A mask of sorrow.
A mask of feelings.
A mask of beauty.
The other is glued to my face permanently.
Until he or they or she removes it.
This other mask hides the hider.
I need someone.
Someone who knows how to get to my core and break my walls down entirely.
Someone who cares enough to do so.
Someone who won't accept no.
Someone who sees past rejection

Lumen Naturae ~ The Light of Nature and Darkness ~~In the brotherhood of darkness — the sacred
candle is a flame that cannot be seen, yet is the
most beautiful jewel of light~

Thru silvery mists I wandered, invoking spirits
Skyclad, spellbound in the poetry of the wind;
where shamans roam, lone and dreaming
— Serpents whispering in the wilderness of soul:
"seek you me... fall thee unto the light of darkness"
And I peered, lusting, deep into twilight-feasting
Forest spectres poured worlds upon my breath;
like plumes of incandescent shadows caressing

Rising in awakened visions and creation foretold
Covet I, the ether within — the primordial dark
Swirling in a fever of supernatur

Soundless Screams.And he sank in the sea of plausible words;
only the anchor of mistrust holding him bound.
Holding on, he cursed gods and promised lords,
what'd happen had it been the other way around?
Bitten lips and slumping eyelids haunt his mind;
or what remains after the utter devastation.
Sanity and eternal aberration have entwined
in order to give birth to merciless frustration.
Can Earth be suffocatingly boundless?
If so, then he can be free.
Can screams be loudly soundless?
It seems that his can be.

SanctuarySanctuary, this place that I find in only one place.
Yet the torment of the world still reaches me there
Their words do not matter.
But the way they watch drives me crazy
This Sanctuary I find alone
Brings peace to my soul
As it rips and tears through my flesh.
Oh Beautiful Sanctuary.

OutsiderMy black soul is seeping of impure and sin
A head full of hay and a heart made of tin
I'm neither the black sheep nor demon tonight
I'm bad incarnated, the pure face of fright

The rules are for weaklings, I just make my own
I created my crown and I crafted my throne
I rule with a thirst for chaos and blood
Pushing others carelessly into the mud

Never regretting I keep committing crimes
Not looking back as the funeral bell chimes
I torture, rape, murder and break people's hearts
I put a quick ending to pure, fresh new starts

What matters is not where I go when I die
I never ask how, when, wherefore and why
I let nature take it's

With My Old Banjo

And now here I am, all alone in this wild unknown

and all I now know is all that I have

but I've got my own spirit and this old banjo

and that's really all I need on this long road

so I strum a few chords and I close my eyes

and I dream of a world where I wont be disguised

And I dream, I dream that I'll make it through the night

Yes I dream, I dream, I'll make it to the light

in dreams I can fly to where I wont lose a fight.

And I only dream that I'll overcome my greatest enemy

That's nothing but my apathy

I only dream of a way to be free, free to be free

so here I am, alone in this unexplored land, finally able to see

Just had t

FallingI'm tired of this body
and i'm tired of this mind
Tired of this argument
and tired of the lies
i'm tired of this trying
tired of this life
I'm tired of always climbing up
just to take the jump

When i'm falling, i'm at peace
It gives me some release
gives me some relief
Now, falling's not the problem
When i'm falling i'm okay
It's only when i hit the ground
that it causes me grief

Cause i'm not scared to fall
and i'm not scared to jump
I've fallen enough times that i'm not scared at all
I've fallen out of favor, fallen out of grace
Fallen into love, fallen on my face
I wouldn't really mind falling at all
IF there was some way for me to stop

The Old WellMy destiny calls from the depths of the well,
The sound of the water my own death knell.
Spirits pass upwards and through the stone,
Leaving behind pennies people have thrown.

The well is filled with the souls of others,
All of whom strayed from the same path.
Every fate as damned as another's,
Consumed by this ancient curse's wrath.

Mysteries surround this age-old dwelling,
I, a servant of this ancient foretelling.
My heart lies at its base,
My life removed without a trace.

I Wish to Run AwayI want to run away
For where I am holds to much heartbreak
So much that it leaves me in pure dismay
This is why I need to leave for my sanity's sake
I wish to run to a place unknown
Where noone knows my name nor my past
So I can finally bury the past under stone
And have a smile that lasts
Because noone would judge me on past mistakes
This is why I wish to leave
Because to have a fresh start I would do whatever it takes

StripesRed white and blue
not on a flag
they're on her skin
my friend as she walks in

red stripes like a whip
white stars like scars
and so, so much blue
and no one seems to see

no one says a word
not even her peers
not even her friends
not even me

who are we
after all
to brave the world
of grown ups

red stripes like a whip
white stars like scars
and so, so much blue
and no one seems to see

so we keep our solemn silence
throughout the whole year
until that one day
when my friend doesn't come in

and after that day
i don't see her again
that friend who was painted
all red, white, and blue

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on this road i walk
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which is myself

WaitingWaiting to close my eyes
waiting to sleep
waiting to wake
waiting to see
waiting to know
what's waiting for me

Why Did You Wake Up?The moment i said it
the moment i opened my mouth
Did you really just hear that?
Oh no, oh no
I know what you're thinking
but sometimes you're not thinking straight
I've never seen you like this
and darling it's scaring me
you're scaring me
just close your eyes again
go back asleep
please don't wake up again
You didn't really just hear that
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by ~dreamcatcher5674, Nov 22, 2012, 5:32:11 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Once upon a time a long time ago
There lived a little girl
Who looked out her window
And every night she'd look and she'd see
what was waiting for her
when she finally broke free

And every single night
she would sing into the sky
and she wouldn't see the darkness
only the moon and the stars
she would only see the light
that was shining just for her

And this little girl
yes, she was me
back then she was still strong
strong enough to believe
in miracles and promises
without being afraid of cold hard truth

Oh yes, back then, so long ago
Back then, I still believed
I believe in fairy tales
and i knew that good would always win
and that there would always be
that handsome prince to save the day

But most of all
In those cold dark nights
I would cling to my belief
That there would always be
A beauty for each beast
and most of all, a happy ever after

Yes, a happy ever after story
where the perfect guy
meets that perfect girl
and before you know it
they rule the whole wide world
and the live happy ever after

Those early days were so easy then
when i was still young enough to believe
But now I'm older and wiser
And it's getting harder to see
Or at least, to see past reality
And reality isn't that good of a view

So many times, i look out a window
but it's never really the same
the windows too small
or maybe i'm just way too big
for it to show me a world
where i belong

Or maybe, just maybe
The reason i can't see
through this window
and past reality
into that beautiful world
where i belong

Maybe that reason
is that that world isn't real
just a figment of my imagination
a cruel reminiscent of childhood dreams
maybe it is just as real
as my old happy ever after story

happy ever after
it still holds a certain power
do you feel it too?
that wish, that hope, that promise
that everything will turn alright
that in the end you'll be okay

Maybe it's just wishful thinking
or at least, on my part
maybe i just wish that it could be true
that maybe i could become that child again
because lately, i want so hard
to simply be able to believe

Even if it's a belief in something
that's as simple
as beautiful
as magical
as dependable
as a Happy Ever After story

Fairytaleby ~dreamcatcher5674

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!ThatFunnierPiece Jan 27, 2013

Many know this; but the power of this piece does not lie in obscurity, but in how precisely and poetically the concept of "Happy Ever After" is isolated. Delightful. Something I wish I had inspiration to write.

~dreamcatcher5674 Feb 4, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you!

~VictoriaMay Nov 23, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Oh my, I know what you are talking about.
What would I do to get my time as a child back? All my innocence and not-knowing...
Or, an even better question: Is there anything I would not do for getting it back?

Long this time but just as amazing as your others.

~Shadow-Hacker Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I wish that as well. Amazing poem

~dreamcatcher5674 Nov 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks!

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