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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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Deep within the ca

Crossed The Line"Crossed The Line"

She told him "no" many instances before
At first he listened, but not this time
Her words were sounds that he ignored
Because finally, he crossed the line

At first it seemed like every date
He was sweet and kind, holding doors
But even still at any rate
She found herself screaming on the bedroom floor

Because he heard, but didn't listen
Only hearing what he wanted to hear
And by pure hormones he was driven
While her pleas fell on deaf's ears

At first it started out innocent
Holding hands, kissing, locking lips
But soon it was no longer ambivalent
Once his hands swayed around her hips

He tried crawling them

House of MirrorsThey say I spin
a web of lies,
but webs are for spiders.
They catch their flies.

No, my lies are mirrors,
each a different reflection.
They fill up my house,
my sinful collection.

Sometimes I get lost.
There's so much confusion.
Which ones are real?
Which are illusions?

I try to back track,
but the mirrors turn me around.
I cry out for help,
but the mirrors block the sound.

I give up.
Hang another mirror.
In this one I'm cruel and cold
on the exterior.

How many reflections
will I become?
Which one is real?
Where have I gone?

Tick-Tock"Tick-Tock"

Tick-tock
The clock struck five
Another minute passed
Time controls our lives

Can I turn back the dials?
No one has to know
I'm just so very tired
Watching the time go
The clock doesn't care
An objects mocks our hearts
Numbers arranged in a circle
Could be wrong from the start

Tick-tock
Hours passing by
There's nowhere you can hide
Before it's time to die

Can I wake up?
Maybe it's a dream
Can I turn the hourglass around
And then go back to sleep?
The sand drips like water
Flowing freely in a space
Reminding sons and daughters
One day they'll be erased

Tick-tock
This noise is in my head
Not much longer now
I don't want to leav

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Deepest Fear"Deepest Fear"

She grabs his hands and leads him through streetlights

With a grip to some might seem oh so tight

Just a single kiss they shared and it turned him on

But as soon as he turned around like magic she was gone

Vanished into thin air like the whitest of ghosts

Torturing his mind like a parasite and its host

Will she ever appear or is this all he had known?

Giving up the search he decided to return home

Safe and cozy in his bed his dreams begin to take form

But then she appeared like an unwanted storm

They're all alone and they feel the love in the air

She dares him to touch her only if he can swear

To promise never to l

Fall"Fall"

I swear one day I will make it back there

To the place where pollution fogged once clean air

To a place in which I am aware of the affairs to beware

My old town in which I swear that no one longer cares

The trees will grow older during this time of the year

But I will miss the beauty of the changing leaves I fear

I will not be around to drive through a town so grey

Nor stray away from memories that convey signs of hate

I need to find myself in a new time and place

And start over again with a new name and face

A new change of pace with no trace left behind

The only medicine assigned to ensure I am fine

Still I will miss dri

Our Princess"Our Princess"

Our princess is waiting alone on her throne

For her gallant knight to make her his own

Her father the king has locked her in the tower

Refusing to release her for hours and hours

She is crying now but soon she will see

Her knight will whisk her away with beauty and glee

So she scampers down the halls of her castle's giant walls

To put on her gown and prepare for this evening's ball

But little does she know her brave knight is in peril

By an evil villain who clipped the knight of being sterile

So while she believes her knight is on his merry way

No one knows for sure whether the villain he will sleigh

Nevertheless a

Forever"Forever"

Forever can't be measured by neither love nor math

And there's no escape from nature's freakish wrath

Forever is limitless like the space which creates

Itself over and again like our calendar and its dates

But words like forever often make me sick

Like an expired liquor that I washed down too quick

Forever feels so distant from time's persistent grasp

And describing forever is such an improbable task

Because whenever we look into each others eyes

We feel as if we found forever in that moment in time

But every moment I take another bite of your lips

I taste another sip of all the things that made me quit

Words like forev

Nancy"Nancy"

I swear if I could

I would find a way to turn back time

And do everything I could

To bring you back alive

A merry old soul she was

The kindest among ladies

Like the serenity of turtles doves

Or like a gentle, new born baby

And hopefully it will not be long

Until we meet once more

You taught me to be so strong

Like rapids on a river's shore

Left being tortured by memories here

They creep up on me every now and then

And like a boat returning to its tier

I can't wait to see you again

But for now you can only speak

In my dreams to comfort me

And when times are looking rather bleak

I look at the garden you planted from

Humanity"Humanity"

I am afraid I will never understand why

There are those who are so terrified to die

Death should not be viewed as an end to things undone

But a beginning of all new things soon and yet to come

Because when young we were told that the world is good

And that there's a proper way for people to behave as they should

But then as we grow older and take a look around

We realize things are not as pleasant as they once had sound

So rather then become used to blatant denial

We must choose whether to flee or fight for survival

We cheat and we steal and we lie or accuse

We tease and torture others to get pleasure from their abuse

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We're Not Crazy

by =BleedTheDream180, Mar 12, 2013, 1:09:43 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

"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's not me, it's them
Because others drove me to think
Ill upon my common man

And the more I looked around
The crazier I became
Sane thoughts would vanish
Until no normal thoughts remained

But the more I questioned others
The more I soon discovered
I wasn't alone with my feelings
And we can relate to one another

I found much in common
With others just like me
Those who lived to tell their tales
Of terrible tragedies

Or maybe we're all just unique
In our harmless, creative ways
Fighting through the hardships
As we express ourselves day by day

Even the greatest poets and artists
Who were respected in their right
From Allen Poe to Van Gogh
All went crazy in their times

With no sparknotes to pass
Life becomes a sanity test
But the fact is I'm impressed
With the amount of those to help us through the rest

But one thing I realized
In trying to make it through
It's fine to be depressed
To cry, grovel and stew
It's fine to be angry
To be edgy, dark, or mad
It's fine to wish upon stars
For things you never had

It's fine to be disabled
To be diagnosed with disease
Whether mental or physical
It doesn't mean we're crazy
This is what makes us human
And not crazy in the least
Unless we're all crazy together
As we ourselves find peace

And please don't call us crazy
I really don't prefer that word
That only makes people more crazy
Just in case you haven't heard

We're Not Crazyby =BleedTheDream180

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

Another poem I wrote. Yea, I know this one is kinda long.

Critique by ~Blaiseblue Mar 14, 2013, 11:55:56 AM

It's true that we all believe we're crazy to one degree to another. The demands we place on one another is greater than what we can give. Do we in fact push others to be in a sense crazier through this? This is what I wonder when I read this. Also can there not be a stop to one another pushing each other into such corners? This also comes to mind as I finish reading. We as humans should look for accepting one another far more than wanting and pushing each other away. The more we push and "expect things" the worst we make each other feel.

When will we learn as a society to love more than to judge?

This is an amazing poem. This piece makes me feel a connection to others. It's beautiful.

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

I love it! Great poem!
You never stop pleasing me with your poems!

~authorofthings Mar 19, 2013

this is nice

~marihikari Mar 18, 2013

Very well written

~Otakugirlpwnsall Mar 16, 2013 Student General Artist

That's so beautiful.

=BleedTheDream180 Mar 16, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

thank you

~Otakugirlpwnsall Mar 16, 2013 Student General Artist

you're welcome!

~maryelleanthony Mar 16, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

You critize society in this poem but you don't really blame anyone. The question what's sane, and insane is carried outz very well. You stick to your scheme ( something I like about your poems in general) But I especially like the ending, so very deep and touching.

~InGodzHandz Mar 16, 2013

You're not crazy. You just feel a deep void that most people don't realize is there.

=BleedTheDream180 Mar 16, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

thats very true >.<

~InGodzHandz Mar 16, 2013

I know how to fill that void.

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