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Creating A Mind Of My Own.

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Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
May 31st, 2009 at 08:30pm
Somewhere in this disaster we call life,
there is some reason we live our lives.
I doubt destiny.
And I doubt my chances of a destiny
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
June 12th, 2009 at 07:59pm
Unsafe Sanctuary

The morals that have been hammered into my brain,
Have pulled me into one direction.
While my heart and soul is pulling me in another.
To love, but who?

My mother, kind mother, has told me of what she believes,
what she believes I should be.
My father, strict father, has told me that what he thinks,
is the rule, the ones I always must follow.

On the outside,
it seems as though the rules, I do not break.
But on the inside,
breaking rules is my only option.

My heart is filled with love.
But I don't know who to love.
Theres him and her and she and she.
but is there a best to both of these worlds?

If I bottle these feelings too much longer,
I will burst and act outrageously.
Will I ever find the answer and believe in my own mind?
Or will I sit in the unsafe sanctuary that my parents created?
EMILYATTACK!
Killjoy
EMILYATTACK!
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Posts: 11
June 15th, 2009 at 01:32pm
Your a great poet. I like you style, good job. Smile
love.kills.slowly.
Killjoy
love.kills.slowly.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 2
June 17th, 2009 at 09:38pm
You are amazing at writing poems. all of them had such deep meaning. keep writing!
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
June 27th, 2009 at 12:17am
I know what it's like,
to walk upon a path made of only broken glass.
To feel the pain of open sores,
the pain of things left unspoken.
But I heard the words,
of a calming voice.
She spoke words of love,
and she still believes in me.
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
July 1st, 2009 at 05:01pm
To be; To stay.
I said some things I didn't mean.
Maybe I had thought,
of meaning what I had said.
But the words were weak in strength.

You reacted in your way that you do,
and I locked myself in the closet,
that had formed in my heart.
The one you had so easily created.

And I stayed there for days,
months of agony.
The pain of the thoughts,
losing you was tearing me apart.

You went on with life,
not even coming back for me.
I was only a speck,
in your rearview mirror.

I cried and cried,
but you moved farther and farther on.
I blamed you and I blamed me.
But you weren't there to stop me anymore.

I missed the words you would say,
the phrases that made me forget my troubles.
I missed our jokes and fun.
But although I tried I couldnt...

say that I missed you.

One day I came out from hiding,
I was done playing the blame game.
You were to be out of my life,
not temporarily but

forever.

For a while I was fine,
but I always thought of you.
Good thoughts or bad,
you were always on my mind.

I didn't know what had happened,
what happened to us?
From friends to nothing.
Confrontation was my only option.

My heart was shaken,
but the words had to be said.
You took me in,
just like you always had.

I saw your magic again,
It felt good to be better.
It felt like normal,
Like it always had been.

Now its good to know,
that friends we will always be.
No matter what,
I can never let you slip away,

again.
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
July 20th, 2009 at 01:53pm

A Toast To Thee

We began with a toast,
drinking champagne-like blood.
The bloods of promise and hope,
burning and bubbling down our throats.

Whisked away by loving words,
by endearment and smiles.
Though beneath what I saw,
what I still see, is lies.

Now it seems like a waiting room.
Am I beneath all else?
The moments we had before,
have melted away in my wrath.

Dreams, apsirations that are leaving my mind,
faster than the speed of sound.
To me, they have become bubbles,
bubbles of empty space.

When I wake from a deep of slumbers,
I have to remind myself that my knight is gone.
That my eyes cannot bear the sight or the tears.
The eyes that have seen the end before.

A dueling disaster will end our past.
There will be no future;
the presents almost gone too.
No more you on my mind.

So raise your glass,
lets have a toast.
A toast to forgetting,
a toast to The End.
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
July 30th, 2009 at 05:44pm
bump. These poems are in need of a read x]
white_lies_red_truth
Fabulous Killjoy
white_lies_red_truth
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Posts: 152
August 15th, 2009 at 05:28pm
your awesome i recently discovered your stuff and on a shitty day your poetry helps me keep going. not just expression, its identifying and connecting with people. your words are raw, sometimes harsh, i love it. keep writing you have an audience.
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
August 16th, 2009 at 10:35pm
Wow, thanks. That really means alot to me(:
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
August 16th, 2009 at 10:44pm

The Vampires Only Way Out.

I ignore consequences;
walk out into the sun.
I smell the burning,
but the odor is gone at once.

I fall to the ground,
knees coverd in moist ground.
I look to the sky,
and feel my eyes desire to look to down.

A mess I have made,
a bloody trench of nothing.
To lie here for a while,
in blinding, scorching sun.

As I lay,
the blood drips into my eyes,
from a wild storm above.
Is the world weeping from its loss?

The blood has made me see,
the writings of true on the wall.
Now I am lost;
among the lost I will fall.

The fangs of life dissapear from my mouth,
and the will to kill and let die falls away.
Desire was my only pain,
of who I'm leaving behind.

Whispering death in my ear,
the sky is back to life.
The willow hears my weeping;
My heart be peirced by stake and knife.
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
September 3rd, 2009 at 01:38pm

He takes away all my words,
takes away all my thoughts.
He makes me happier than ever,
though more sad than I should be.
Confusion is the only thought I manage in mind.


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sorry, not much. But enough to bump up the poems and say what I'm feelingg.
white_lies_red_truth
Fabulous Killjoy
white_lies_red_truth
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Posts: 152
September 7th, 2009 at 06:26pm
sweet last line

Ow an btw NEVER apologize for saying whats on your mind
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
September 7th, 2009 at 06:31pm
Ahaha, thank yewww.

(: Never againn.
GotNoPulse
Killjoy
GotNoPulse
Age: 30
Gender: Female
Posts: 5
September 21st, 2009 at 01:37am
Keep on writing, you're amazing!!! And the whole (Now I can live) Love it, so true, so true.
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
September 21st, 2009 at 08:06pm
Thank You. (:
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
October 2nd, 2009 at 08:56pm

I've always longed for arms to hold me;
always wanted somewhere to belong.
To lay in empty streets,
and feel the love radiating off eachother.

I love the feeling when my heart flutters;
when the entire world stops for a few moments.
To make me hold onto loves of the past,
unable to just move along.

I long for the arms of someone as free;
as free as the path of life.
Someone to run in the dark,
not caring who will be watching.

I'm looking in every wrong corner,
falling in the wrong places.
I'm pausing the wrong moments,
and fastforwarding things I shouldn't.

I've never had what is available to all else
lovewise.
I've never been lovewise;
always stupid when in love.

To find someone who is wise enough to love me;
someone who is lovewise.
I long to be lovewise;
for someone to show me how.

Fall for me,
help me breath.
Let me sleep in their arms,
and save me from the harms around me.

Wake me from a nightmare,
take me into them.
Care for me when I'm down,
be there when no one else cares.

It's simple;
I need someone, lovewise.



Cry
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
November 11th, 2009 at 12:02pm
Oh sugarr. My thread was inactive for more than 30 days. I think I'm in need of a good poem. -starts working immediately- Very Happy
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
November 11th, 2009 at 12:14pm
Time, the time again.
Where the hands of the clock,
fall off and blow away.
We all dread this time.

In our beds,
we've started to think of who we really are.
What do we keep a secret,
that the world should know?

Wait in the lines,
recieve your daily medication,
fall farther into a deadly trap.
Keeping quiet, losing time.

Every day,
every hour,
every minute,
every second.

Time is consuming us,
we wait in fear to tell our stories.
Reach out,
grab a hold.

Time is a demon,
holding onto your heart.
But love is an angel,
telling you "Go on, go love."

As the time is erasing what is known,
and is enclosing on you,
I will be running towards love,
for time is the number.

I have no time for time,
or time to waste.
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Your Ghost.
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440
December 19th, 2009 at 06:50pm
There's a man,
tapping his foot.
Tapping at me?
He's waiting.

What are you waiting for, for me?
He doesn't speak,
he doesn't breathe.
What is this?

There are numbers buzzing in my head;
words flying from my mouth.
The room is spinning,
I don't know where I am.

I run in circles,
round and round the man.
He puts his hand out,
points straight ahead.

To where, I said,
where do I go?
He didn't say a word,
just pointed.

I ran and ran,
there were colors on the walls,
appearing like smears.
Smears of my past.

The artwork of my past few years,
of who I am..
who I was..
who the future me is..

I fall to the ground,
my legs are broken,
my heart is hurting.
A smile would kill me.

I see my mistakes flash around me;
I know I'm leaving.
Where I end up,
who knows.

I open my mouth,
to utter these last few words:
I miss you and I'm sorry.
There's no need to forgive me,
'cause there's nothing left.


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This one may not make much sense to anyone, like it does to me. Neutral