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Hunchback"Hunchback"

So much that I've done wrong
Always believing it's bad to be me
That I'll never amount to anything
Despite what I've already achieved

So much I can't control
No matter what cards I'm dealt
If I'm a product of my environment
Then why do I blame myself?

So much negativity
Was throw in my direction
It's no wonder I frown
On my unworthy reflection

So what if I've made mistakes?
That only shows I'm imperfect
Show me one human who's divine
And I'll shake his hand with respect

Still when darkness falls
And I sit here in the cold
i know I could do so much better
I know I can be so much more

One day, I'll show them
Everyone who laugh

Morning Light“Morning Light”

These hills that I’ve traversed
Within each and every verse
Have led me to believe
In all the things I see
And where I am right now
I could never imagine how
I have gotten myself to stand
On my own two feet again

I thought I could never dream
Or at least in what I mean
Or maybe this is fake
And these thoughts I can not shake
So sad and unaware
Bad thoughts are always there
Floating in my head
Taunting me instead

I don’t want to be naïve
And believe in what I see
But this thing called pressure
Is more than I can measure
Anxiety never disappears
Even though the ones I fear
Have finally gone away
I st

Curtain Call“Curtain Call”

On a corner of a block lies a theater with a stage
For twenty dollars audiences sit like mice in a cage
Watching actors personify characters they are not
Understanding metaphors and subtle nuisances in plots

Except for this play the actors have vanished
Craving an encore the audience is famished
The actors have taken leave; the director walked out the door
The orchestra section is empty for they will play no more

There is no phantom; there is no opera
The sopranos can not sing; the tenors concur
The scripts are ripped, the actors have no direction
The villains have quit for they lack motivation

The curtains

We're Not Crazy"We're Not Crazy"

Sometimes I used to think I was crazy
But I could never really tell
For was it wrong to have suicidal tendencies
Even when everything was going well?

Was it crazy to cry alone in the dark
Believing things would never change?
Believing darkness consumed my heart
And my life would be the same?

Was it crazy to stay up all night drinking coffee
Just so I could sleep all day
Just so I wouldn't face the people
Who used me and threw me away?

Crazy people don't know they're crazy
Or at least they aren't meant to know
I can only speculate if this is true or not
But that's how the cliche goes

But then I started thinking
Maybe it'

Lost, Little Boy“Lost, Little Boy”

There exists a dazzling forest with glistening
Water flowing down the hill with listening
Ears as if to appear sound and protected
But I know the truth of which none have detected

These waterfalls are a collection of tears
That fall from the eyes over the years
And never dry out but always throughout
Sprinkle the flowers that strengthen and sprout

But this thick air has become too vague to see
Or to breathe or drive through these wounded trees
In which the bark in the dark without a doubt
Grows in arcs and sparks curiosity without
Any idea where to fathom or begin
To search for the missing child buried with

Hold On"Hold On"

Come on, kid
Please don't disappear
We have a better place for you
That's far away from here

You have to get better
We always wanted a son
Let the medicine run it's course
This battle is not yet won

I know you're not breathing
The doctors told me why
They told me you're not leaving
And maybe you could die

There are plenty who love you
Waiting at our home
Mommy fixed your crib
This bed is not a throne

This is the third time I've been
In a hospital this year
The others didn't go well
I lost many who were dear

I ran away to find myself
Because I was once lost
I needed to see what was important
Paths were so criss-crossed

But I'v

Star Shine"Star Shine"

The moon is rising once again
And here you are, my dear best friend
Take my hand and feel my grace
Let's make haste and leave no trace

In this gentle night of calm
Place your hand onto my arms
Through the trees there is this space
Heaven watches; we embrace

Feel the passion; just imagine
All the good things that can happen
Like a dream, I'll paint the scene
As we follow star shine's beam

Let's keep walking; always talking
Ignore the shadows haunt and stalking
I'm not complaining that it's raining
The scene is stunning like a painting

Don't look back onto your past
Leave it like a ripped up rag
Eyes are focused on this time
T

Maiden By The Bay“Maiden By The Bay”

Every now and then across the water at night
A lady can be seen dressed in long silky white
She dances along the water as elusive as a bird
Her beauty so astounding I can not put into words
Her movements so graceful they shift the moon’s release
On the gravity of the earth; every crevice and crease
If the world were to fall apart around her piece by piece
Her dancing would never cease but only increase

And I wait for every day to end so I can say
I have seen this great maiden by the bay

The flowers enveloping her sing in harmony with the bees
The trees bend their barks and their branches tease
The ne

Long Way Home"Long Way Home"

You wouldn't know this
But when I'm lost
I run away from myself to a place where for just one minute
I can find a piece of momentary bliss
And gain an eye-fill of how small my soul is
In comparison to the galaxies at hand.

Surrounded by petals and fireflies,
I gaze up and find beauty in the constellations
As the cool, night air helps me breathe inward.
If you could maintain the image of the constellation
That I find the most happiness in gazing at,
Then you would know nothing
Of the exquisite beauty your existence personifies
And radiates in the framework of my mind.
And for that very millisecond,
As small as a spec as I a

Hall Of Mirrors"Hall Of Mirrors"

I was once thrown into a hall of mirrors
Surrounding me on every side
I was forced to look deep into my soul
For I had not a place to hide

Every mirror reflected someone different
Some versions were fat or thin
Each version had different color eyes
But none revealed the person within

Some versions were short or tall
Some had me in a tie and suit
Some had me in a summertime shirt
But none revealed the person I knew

Every mirror showed different contrast
And different objects floating in space
Some reflections were lighter than others
But none helped reflect my own face

So finally down on hands and knees
I asked desperat

This Old Soul"This Old Soul"

This old soul is an empty canvas in need of color
It's pale infrastructure lacks confidence and code
The barren wasteland that's inside my body
Is no different than that lonely road

You know, the one that nobody takes
The one that's covered with potholes and snakes
The road that leads to nowhere fast
Is where I find myself currently at

This old soul is a dark, empty cavern
That is uncharted on every map
While trying to locate myself
I fell into my horrid trap

If you were to try to examine it still
I can't be responsible for what you find
Like the images of crashing cars
I'd lose my grip or lose my mind

This old soul is th

Love Is"Love Is"

The most complex, rare, and precious emotion any human being can experience
And when you find that love, you grasp it, hold onto it, and never let it go.
Cherish it, for love like that may never come again.
Trust in it. Nourish it. Listen and Understand.
Watch it slowly blossom like a flower in the sunlight.
Cultivate it. Work at it. All the joys, pains, and woes
Love is certainly not easy, but the results are profound.

Love is like the wind.
You can't see it, but it's there.
You can't touch it, see it, taste it, but you feel it's in the air.
You can feel the fuzzy, warmness of your heart and in your mind
When you allow anothe

Blossom"Blossom"

Beyond the cherry oaks and evergreen backwoods
Past the landscapes of emerald trees and creeks of water
On top of a hill surrounded by mud and soil
Lies an innocent flower as delicate and quiet as the wind

I planted this flower from the seedlings in my garden
Carefully cultivating this flower to reflect the beauty of nature
But I soon knew my flower outgrew its surroundings
This particular flower needed ample room to grow

At first the roots resisted, I had to tug to set them free
Scared of the storms and fires that could potentially be
The unknown wilderness is a scary place I must admit
Regardless my garden was not a comfortable

What I See"What I See"

In all these city streets
Where people look the same
The only one I see
Is the one that has your face
And all these city sounds
Where echoes ring in pain
The only sound I hear
Is the calling of your name

And all the leaves that change
On all these sturdy trees
Can never mean a thing
Unless you're here with glee
And all the roses bloom
And blossom in the night
For you I'd pick out one
And hold it in the light

And all the doves that fly
In all these lonely times
Are completely unaware
How much I raise you high
And where they go I know
Doesn't matter when
They are in their flight
Together they stay friends

And all the ones that

Devil's Eyes"Devil's Eyes"

With all the pleasures you seek
Like ivory skin and golden bones
Send the devil back to hell
We don't want him in our homes

All the things you take for granted
As he watches from across the plain
Tempting you to take advantage
Please make this feeling go away

There's passions we can not see
Lust, Greed, Desire, Hate
That slowly manifests in us
That are sometimes hard to shake

He could be sleeping in your bed
Whispering evil in your ear
Completely filling your head
With all the things you fear

And the more you let him enter
Your frail and fragile lives
The more he starts to mentor
And dictate as he hides

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Johnny Boy

by =BleedTheDream180, Mar 16, 2013, 12:28:34 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Traditional Fixed Forms

"Johnny Boy"

Little Johnny sits on his wooden doorstep everyday isolated
Never having a girlfriend nor any friends left him frustrated
Johnny was a proper person, but unfortunately mocked at school
For reasons kids can't comprehend because kids can be cruel

Little Johnny's now on his doorstep weeping alone; he has nobody
He takes a sip from his Kool Aid and cries to himself; he's so lonely
It's not his fault he wears glasses and acquires good grades
But he's never been to a sporting event nor ever stayed up late

This pattern happens everyday as the kids push him around
Some days are worse than others; like the time he kissed the ground
If it snows, then you can bet he's the easiest moving target
His lack of confidence is evident; it can't even be bargained

Little Johnny is now carefully climbing the stairs of his house
Unsure if his parents are home he stays quiet as a mouse
He doesn't think they'll understand what's in his mind
He grabs his favorite stuffed animal and holds him so tight

He's been pushed into every trash can and shoved into lockers
He's always the last to be picked for baseball and soccer
When he goes home he talks to his stuffed animals and pretends
To give them voices and they like him so they can be friends

Little Johnny's now on his roof as the floor creeks and moans
His brow sweating from anticipation as he peers out from his home
He dropped his favorite stuffed animal; it landed with a thump
He closed his eyes and felt the breeze of freedom from the jump

And I bet you had no idea what Little Johnny was going through
I just hope you didn't help partake in this poor kid's ridicule
He wanted someone meaningful; but no one would give him time
Perhaps bullying should be considered one of the greatest of crimes

Johnny Boyby =BleedTheDream180

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Traditional Fixed Forms

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Critique by *ogia Mar 16, 2013, 12:43:07 PM

wow, what a nice piece! (I mean, depressing, but well written nonetheless.)

I hate how people think they can push around everyone who's different from them, and you showed that action very well, even though the kids at school weren't directly in the story.
also, I really liked how you kept the home-school, home-school pattern going throughout the whole thing, it really created a good effect on the poem, and I wasn't distracted by unnecessary phrases while reading because there are none.

one thing that kind of confused me was his age. in the first stanza, you mention a girlfriend, and in the fourth lockers, but in the rest of the poem he appears to be too young for these things. however, I do not think that these details are all that important in the whole of the story.

overall, this was a very well-written piece, with both a good author and a good message. thank you for reminding me how important it is that we all must stand up to bullying.

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!ConscienceBegs Apr 9, 2013 New member Hobbyist Writer

I am going to cry. This is beautiful.

~Always-A-Day-Dreamer Mar 28, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

This poem is so amazing, I literally got shivers on the last few lines!
Bullying is an awful thing that hurts so many people. It happens to the most wonderful people, and the bullies are just hurting inside too.
I just wish there was enough compassion in the world so that Johnny didn't feel like he needed to jump off his house, the only needed to know that someone cared.