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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

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

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

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

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

Serenade Her Sky"Serenade Her Sky"

Use me if you need to vent
Use me to your heart's content
I'm here for you; I'm prepared
I'll always listen; don't be scared

Use me as your punching bag
Tell me when you're feeling mad
I do not bruise; I have the might
If it means you'll be all right

Use me when you're black and blue
I'll restore your heart anew
Let me know when you are grey
Things won't always stay the same

Thanks for giving me the chance
To walk together hand-in-hand
I promise to help you through
What it is that's killing you

Tell me if I'm acting wrong
Tell me if I don't belong
I can handle what you say
I've matured in many ways

You're the stars an

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

Johnny Boy"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

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

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

Clowns"Clowns"

There was one time when I was a kid
I hid in the circus at the age of six
Because all I remember is him following me around
A creepy clown with an upside-down frown

To say the least; this clown was not funny
It's more amusing watching bees make honey
With his stupid flower; he squirted my eyes
He made a little boy sad; oh God why?

With his big shoes; he invaded my bubble
I swear this clown was nothing but trouble
He failed at making those animal balloons
He wrapped himself up; what a buffoon!

Watching him juggle was really a bore
He dropped all the balls right on the floor
Then on his unicycle he kept spinning around
And circling

Why I Write"Why I Write"

I tried to cover my darkest parts
With compound words and works of art
But no matter how much I change
My destiny will remain the same

Writing down elusive nightmares
Drawing monsters and evil to share
In the midst of the night during rain and hail
I found a way to release pain and exhale

I found a way so when I'm alone
To the eyes of others I can show
Hoping maybe to receive some compassion
For all the misery and woes that have happened

Isn't that why we paint?; isn't that why we write?
Trying to find solace in the air of the night
While others look on and may be amused
I continue confused; my soul has been bru

Complexities"Complexities"

What kind of father throws his own son
Out into the unknown to wander alone?
A father who if he didn't think his son could make it
Would not have sent him out there to roam

What kind of daughter hides secrets
From the kindness of her mother's care?
The kind who wants to protect her mother
And instead turns to God for prayer

What kind of son walks around
Concealing drugs in his backpack?
A son who doesn't want to see
His father resorting to that

What kind of annoying brother
Gives his sister's boyfriend a hard time?
One who doesn't want to see her hurt
Because love can sometimes blind

What kind of best friend hurts you
Or

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

Stay Young"Stay Young"

Remember when the only thing to do in the morning
Was lay in bed and watch cartoons?
Nothing else then seemed important
And we didn't get out of bed until noon.

Remember when after school every day
We would play tag in the park?
We couldn't be told what to say
And we'd run around like fools until dark

But now that we've become older
Making transitions to new frames of mind
Life is weighing down like boulders
And things suddenly aren't as fine

We can't help but think; we can't help but worry
Some say life will just begin
But it seems no matter how fast we hurry
We're in a race we just can't win

We're in a tunnel that has no l

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Love Is Blind"Love Is Blind"

He was a world renown artist
He could play the violin
He could tell you any song
Before it would begin
He could speak many languages
So fluent off his tongue
He always kept his house clean
Before spring had even sprung
He traveled many countries
An intellectual he was
He would tinker with his watches
For reasons just because
He was a classy gentleman
So spiritual and divine
The only dilemma here
Was that he was blind
He had never seen the colors
Or the faces passing by
But you would never know this
Because he'd look you in the eye
And smile as wide as he could
A happy man he was
Still he hurt inside

Water Bomb"Water Bomb"

Everyday my little boat
Becomes filled with more and more water
My shoes are starting to get soaked
Like lambs unaware in the slaughter
There seems to be some kind of hole
Just big enough for water to get through
The hole isn't big by any means
But I don't know what to do
And everyday my little boat
Sinks deeper and deeper in the sea
I can't rewrite the script I wrote
I can't undo what is to be
The hole now becoming cracks
I tried to plug with paint and clay
With barrels full of whole grain sacks
But even still the boat decayed
And I just can't stop this water
From seeping in little by little
Every damn crack a

Take My Hand"Take My Hand"

Please take my hand
And look me in the eyes
Make me understand
That I wasn't born to die
Don't say those last words
Please don't say its time
I can not concur
Its not time to say goodbye
I feel broken and alone
On many, many nights
But you make me feel at home
Like the stars in the sky
I've watched the world change
I've seen people come and go
Longing to stay the same
But this is never so
Just when things are stable
And at least one step I can take
That's when the cables
Yet again always break
So don't make me sad
Let's run away and hide
And no matter how bad
Together we can cry
Don't bring me down

Chorus Of Confliction"Chorus Of Confliction"

He threw her in a metal chair
Handcuffed wrists; pulled back hair
Stripping her almost completely bare
She wasn't going anywhere
What perfect timing as of now
For their parents had been out of town
What a way for siblings to behave
He had prepared for her an unmarked grave
This time she was going to hear him out
Annoyed by her pleas and pouts
He placed the tape onto her mouth
Her pleas now just muffled shouts
He had told her she had better stop
He warned her like a constant clock
She liked to rain on his parade
Turning nights into darkened shades
He knew he had to do this to her
Still he couldn't b

Humiliation"Humiliation"

If I exist to teach a lesson
Then that lesson is to overcome
Any hardship or desire
Always fight; never run
Never give in to others
Or let them think that they won
We are all capable of strength
We will never be outdone
If I exist to show you how
Listen to what I have to say
Always do the best you can
And one day you'll find your way
Some exist to show us reasons
Why things are the way they are
And though their time may be short
They'll help us uncover scars
Everyone has a purpose
Even if you don't know it yet
Your existence affects others
There are those I won't forget
No matter how real the pain
Or how s

Aliens Are Real"Aliens Are Real"

They live to conquer our fears
They persevere despite our tries
They feed off our bloody tears
They are watching us with many eyes
From the satellites way up high
From the lunar galatic moons
Hidden behind those fluffy clouds
I guarantee they're coming soon
They're real; they exist; they're out there
I know because I've seen them
With their multi-colored hairs
They are walking among creations
They take on many forms
They may be your best friend
Some sleep in college dorms
Watch yourself around the bend
One day I was walking
When I saw a cute, little boy
Who I noticed kept on talking
But this boy was jus

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Morning Light

by =BleedTheDream180, Mar 4, 2013, 1:12:16 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

“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 still fight on day by day

Pressure from every direction
Always demanding perfection
Why can’t they be like me
And believe in what they see?
Though I lack decent sleep
Because of what they did to me
I imagine the highest waterfall
And scream out standing tall

I shall never be denied the right
To shine in the morning light
Even under harsh conditions
Everyday brings new ambitions
Every problem contains a solution
All dilemmas have conclusions
Even if the end is not in sight
I will shine in the morning light

Even if I become unglued
Or my thoughts grow so askewed
Even if I lose some sleep
Or become buried in the deep
This pressure will one day cease
With my heart rate’s beats
But until that day I fight on
Facing each day strong and calm

Morning Lightby =BleedTheDream180

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

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Critique by ~gregoryma Mar 4, 2013, 1:51:39 PM

i like it, its the same style that i write in and it painted a fairly good picture in my head, i understood it well and it made a lot of sense, one thing i would change though i dont like it when people make half rhymes XD i try to rhyme my poetry, but know this, poetry is poetry even if it doesnt ryhyme. oh and about originality, this is one of the most common types of things that i read about but you pulled it off in an originalish type of way. thank you and keep up the good work!!

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~Eryshta Mar 10, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

That's really nice, and so true...

~Phenomenonn4o Mar 5, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

It's awesome!

~6-9Changeling Mar 4, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

~ErraticDream Mar 4, 2013 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Very unique and true messages.

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~NiftyNautilus Mar 4, 2013 Student Traditional Artist

Lovely poem and very inspiring! This is great and reminds me of a wall plaque I once saw.

~swordofevilbane Mar 4, 2013 Hobbyist Digital Artist

I really love emotional poetry like this... It is really full of the emotion the character is feeling and I like the imagery used...
One thing though that I found is that it's too structured and follows the rhyming scheme and the syllabication too tightly, though that's probably just my preference to free verse talking... I just thought that the emotion would be better expressed if you didn't follow fixed form too tightly. I find traditional forms to be better for narratives and free verse better for emotional expression...
Good job, though ^_^ You're really good at writing, keep it up!

~swordofevilbane Mar 4, 2013 Hobbyist Digital Artist

btw, I would have put much more smiley emoticons, but google chrome just isn't letting me put deviantART's emoticons in... ._."

=BleedTheDream180 Mar 4, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

lol thanks for the complements. don't worry about the emoticons
ahhh that whole free verse vs rhyme scheme argument, both have their pros and cons, but are great in their own way xD

~ForeverAMasquerade Mar 4, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

This is amazing.

The rhyme scheme and the general beat and flow of the poem is fantastic. The read in of itself was quite enjoyable - to say the least.

Now the words themselves however - and the story that was conveyed was absolutely spectacular! I felt myself get sucked in and - if only for a moment - I felt myself living your written words. For that I applaud you!

I look forward to reading more of your poetry. ^_^

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