Creating A Mind Of My Own.

All the world's a stage, and you captured it appropriately. ^_^
The imagery was good enough to create a scenario in my mind. (or I pictured it as I read, lol).

Great work.

Thankk youuu<3

Temptation

I always want something,
that i shouldnt.
Like the forbidden fruit,
that i've been longing for.

The risk i would take,
the rush it will give,
the relief i will feel,
but then...

Then the pain will come,
and down with the tears.
the fake relief,
that was too breif.

I know i know,
exactly what will happen.
But its not what i have chosen,
its the temptation that has overcome me.
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*Sorry..this one is a bit confusing.

I always want something,
that i shouldnt.

The first stanza is absolutely true.
Everyone desires something they cannot have. xD
I didn't find it confusing, truthfully it allowed me to reach my own interpretation of what the poem's saying.
Sorry, rambling, I tend to do that sometimes. lmao.

Excellent work. ^_^

Why, thank youu. :] <3

Dead Inside

As the sun sets,
my tears begin to fall.
All I can hear,
is the echoing sound of your heartbeat.

I wished that it would go away.
I no longer had a heartbeat of my own.
It just made me more hopeless.
I will never come back to you.

Tearing out my heart,
wasn't the worst part of it.
It was the words that you used,
that tore me down.

And now i sit here,
all by my self.
Wishing my heartbeat would match yours.
But it will never come back.

You made a mistake.
I made a mistake.
I know no one's perfect,
but you made me think you were.

I've given up.
There is nothing i can do.
So I'll lay down my head,
as the dawn is just begining.

Its not fun being dead inside.

*sighs* So true.

The last line (for lack of a better word) dynamite. xD
Very good.

why thankkssss<3

Unbeautiful

I sometimes find myself,
staring into mirrors.
Looking at my screwed up body,
examining my ugly face.

I try to tell myself,
its not about what you look like.
But no matter how many times I say it,
I never feel beautiful.

I look at pictures,
of perfect stick-like models,
and dont know why I can't look like them.
Why can't I be beautiful?

Sometimes people tell me,
I'm beautiful on the inside.
But they never say,
I'm beautiful on the outside.

But I have had it.
This is the last time I will feel beat down.
So I smashed that mirror.
Fuck being beautiful.
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sorry...its a little strong at the end. but thats how i feel.

*sighs*
This is a very true poem, everyone's got a set idea of what beauty is and can't seem to be content with what they have.

Very, very good.

Thank you.<3

Boy and Girl

I am the girl,
who whispers "I love you",
when you walk away,
hoping you'll hear me and turn around.

I am the girl,
who cries when she's alone,
because you didn't talk to me,
just for one day.

I am the girl,
who prays to god,
that you will want me,
just as much as I want you.

I am the girl,
who watches everyone else,
get just what they want,
but I never do,

I am the girl,
who needs you,
who can't go on without you.
Don't you know this?

And you are the boy.
The one who gives me butterflies,
and makes me feel alright inside.
I want you to be my life.

Hey
I haven't read all of them cos I wanted to get to the end and answer before you left the top and didn't reply =P
So yeah, your really good I like this kind of poetry. i was thinking someone should make a poetry book of like emo-y teenage poems. I bet it would do well, cos a lot of younger people can't be bothered with older poems so it could be really inspiring for them =)
xo.

ooh just read Boy and Girl, its great, I can empathise lol xx

oh it was am you posted at so you wont answer anyway =P

Hey, Ash-Peters, beware of multiple posts, Mods discourage them.
Just click the 'Edit' button in the corner of your original post to avoid lots of post boxes.
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I am the girl,
who watches everyone else,
get just what they want,
but I never do

Absolutely true, you put it into words very well.
I enjoyed this one, great work. ^_^

Whyy thank youuu<3

Sorryyy lol
I was in msn mode, I tend to do that a lot on msn =P

Dark December Night

Dark december nights,
tears frozen.
Wind whistling,
through her deep dark hair.

Alone she stands,
feeling as though,
her world may just end.
But the cold brings her back.

She spins around,
snowflakes fall.
She thinks of all the good,
and tries to forget all the bad.

Whispering to no one,
only the snow may hear,
her deepest darkest truth.
If only he could hear her.

Turn around,
the wind whispers,
this is not the end,
and you are not broken.

Suddenly shocked,
by a warm embrace.
Holding her tight,
an embrance full of truth.

She feels the warm breath,
and hears the sound,
of another heart beating,
right next to hers.

He.Came.Back.
on that dark, december night.

Wow, that was really good imagery.
It's a rare poem that actually does that without deviating.
Very good.