

Invisible"I'm here !" "I'm right here !" I scream; my voice full of fear.Invisible
I'm standing right in the middle, but they still pass by, without the slightest acknowledgement.
Am I really that invisible ? That invisible that people just walk right through me ? I should be miserable. But am I really miserable at all ?


Grow up... ?Your Close Friend Becomes Your Worst Enemy.Grow up... ?
Lollipops Turn Into Cigarettes.
The Innocent Ones Turn Into Sluts.
Home Work Goes In The Trash.
Mobile Phones Are Being Used In Class.
Detention Becomes Suspension.
Soda Becomes Vodka.
Bikes Become Cars.
Undies Turn Into G-Strings.
Kisses Turn Into Sex.
Remember When Getting High Meant Swinging On Tha Playground?
When Protection Meant Wearing A Helmet?
When The Worst Things You Could Get From Boys Were Cooties?
Dads Shoulders Were The Highest Place On Earth And Mom Was Your Hero?
Your Worst


Plenty to Come...She views the world through the eyes of others; black and white there are no colours. Hiding from the shadows of her mistakes, she takes the blade with no distaste.Plenty to Come...
The blade grazes the tender skin, silently singing her favorite song, "I'm waking up with no will to carry on, morning your not here, but never gone..."
Once quick strike, maybe two. So many scars, only two are new.
She sat there crying, wetting the floor with tears and blood. It's still not over, theres still plenty to come...


No more tearsA shiney drop, comes from a moonstruck girl. A glistening tear, is all shes ever feared.No more tears
She reminds herself time and time again, "This is never to be seen." This tiny, glistening drop, tears her right down at the seams.
Be strong, keep calm. Don't forget, all the pain those caused.
A single tear, brings back all those memories. Instead lets slip into this fantasy, so much grander then this morbid reality.
Don't cry, no more time for those ice cold tears. Don't shy, their just a waste of youthful years.


My Head HurtsMy head hurts My heart aches Those swimming words My restraint breaksMy Head Hurts
My stomachs tight My body weary My sleep is light I dream you near me
My feelings push My thoughts press Need to breathe so much Feel I must confess
My addiction to you My intoxication Paints a hazy hue My mind's fixated
Youve shown no sign Neither made it clear No affectionate line That you hold me dear
I miss you more Please take my heart Only you its for But its torn apart
Gleam of Light
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If you believe me,it's in my soul
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~MiChElLe PaUlInE~
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Well-Behaved Women S E L D O M make history [:
no problem [:
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Well-Behaved Women S E L D O M make history [:
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Well-Behaved Women S E L D O M make history [:
interesting poetry you create
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only once
the Fun is gone that
I FEEL LIKE DYING...
and the fun is long gone...
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I'm going down down in an earlier round...
damnit i hope i go down swinging...
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