Somebody I Used to KnowWe were so close

But the miles have grown between us

And an ocean filled in the distance

You’re nothing but a face with no name

A mask with no color

A food with no taste

Memories have faded,

Lingering like a ghost in the back of my mind

Now you’ve become somebody I used to know

How could you?How could you lie to me?
How could you leave me here like this?
Why was it so important to you, even when you saw it was killing me?
Did he make you do this?
Why do you listen to him more than anyone?
Don't you know how much he clouds your judgment?
When did you first realized I was in pain?
Was it when I screamed or when you saw my blood on your fingers?
What were you thinking while you watched me sobbing,bleeding in the corner?
Did you even care?
Why do you keep calling me?
To say sorry?
That you care?
Is it wrong I still love you?

I need you baby like i need a simileI need you baby like a daisy needs the sun
     like a soldier needs his gun
     like a cheetah needs a run

And I need you baby like an earthquake needs to shake
     like a birthday needs a cake
     like a pontoon needs a lake

And I need you baby like an addict needs his fix
     like an athlete needs his kicks
     like the rabbit needs his trix

And I need you baby like an eagle needs to fly
     like a possum needs to die
     lik

Journey To HellPart I:Suicide
This is a tale,
Of a journey to hell.
Where angels will fall,
And demons just yell,
Of a mortal who could only fail.

See that mourning mortal up above,
Who is so madly but,
So sadly in love.
Pain swirls in his grim gut,
As she turns and walks out.

See that miserable mortal in tears,
Who waited and waited,
For so many of his tragic years.
Was he meant to have been hated,
Even when he knew nothing of her fears.

See that meek mortal with a gun,
Who's so forlorn with woe,
That he's drained off all the fun.
Hear his bleak blood flow,
As he shoots. Bang! And falls down.

Now that fool is dead,
With a blunt bulle

Sapphire CastlesLavished in celestial streams of rich azure,
her voice weaves thru star-systems with song
Depthless eyes fabled in mystery furnish worlds,
as conquests of time fold into silence...
She is the mystique of the cosmos — 'elixir immortale,
embalming the wilderness of dreams
O'er a thousand skies captive in the fever of her ocean;
my breath anchors, where a life-time of souls drown
in brushed whispers of candle flame

Kingdoms of passion unveil in ethereal tides,
as the sun traces her finger tips over my skin
Burning in Pleiadian mythology — I reach into vistas
of indigo towards the lips of a Goddess
Unto sapphire castles I s

Toxic HappinessA smile appear on my face and seconds later I see everyone fade away.
Is this the truth?
Do I need to stay miserable to keep those close to me happy?
As my smile fade away I only see the smile of others appear.
A destiny filled with grief, jealousy and fear.
It makes me wonder..
Will they be better without me?
Will their smiles continue to shine?
Is my happiness that toxic?
How do it operate?
Do I drain those I love of happy thought just to feel a second of piece in my mind?
I keep asking myself..
Will they be better without my toxic existence?

Never-land.Never-land.

Let's runaway to Never-land.
Let's do it; just you and me.
We wont have to look back again,
we'll finally be truly free.

We won't be forced to surrender
or face the problems here.
We'll carve a new place for our own
And let the world just disappear.

We'll face pirates, ghosts, and fairies.
And dream our nights away.
Wont grow old, be forgotten or perish.
so promise me you'll stay.

We'll lead a band of vagabonds.
And climb up through the trees.
We'll fly kites till our discretion
all in the summer breeze.

Time will stop in time for dreaming.
And we'll never be hurt again.
We'll be happy and comforted
so come on lets go my frie

What if I don't believe this bullshit?Baby...
May I ask you something?

If I...
If I told you of my secrets, my worries
wouldn't you listen, wouldn't you help me?
If I...
If I hugged you tight and never wanted to let go
would you seriously look at me with disgrace?
If I...
If I kissed you
would you really push me away?
If I...
If I asked you to be mine
and mine only
Would you have the urge to say no?
If I...
If I told you I love you
Would you be able to look me in the eyes
and tell me
you don't love me too?

What if I don't think so?
What

Look...and see!

the sun setting in the west
a rainbow after a storm
the forest at dawn
the starry heavens

your child's eyes
grandma's eyeglasses
daddy's blue sweater
momma's warm smile

the pink of the flamingo
the mane of the lion
the neck of the giraffe
the geese in flight

the words of a psalmist
the wisdom of the king
the beauty of a prayer
the sermon on the mount

"With eyes opened wide we can see so much,
but will we ever learn?
There's more to sight than what we can touch;
the Spirit - who can discern?"

Obituary Of A FriendshipAfter all this time we finally meet again.
I'm excited to hear how you've been, my friend.
But when you start to talk I start to abstain.
While I smile, secretly I wish for this to end.
We're thrown back into a time that ended long ago.
What we had in common does not matter anymore.
Again you want a shoulder so you can have a good cry.
I am diplomatic though I sense this friendship does die.
About all the tragedies that happend to you I shall know
While I cannot tell you why my smile becomes so sore.

I am really sorry that things have come to this.
We used to be good friends but we both have changed.
I treasure what we had, but yo

Childhood to Adulthood Drip
Drip
Drip
The ice melts slowly
Drip
Drop
Drip
Drop
Slowly smaller
Clearer
Drop
Splash
Drop
Splash
Disappearing slowly
Gone away
The ice is gone
The Birds sing
The sun regains it place

MemoriesMemories
They follow us endlessly
all throughout our lives.
Always there, always waiting,
in the backs of our minds.

Some bring a smile to our face,
and we'll never let them go.
While others bring us to our knees
using simply what we know.

They carry us to happy times
or drown us in our past.
So make the most of every day
until you breathe your last.

Fix[ed] YourselfPlastic melts - what a fantastic face.

The Light in DarknessThere will always be
darkness
despair
poverty
and war
But there will always be a light
no matter how small
to look to.
We just have to believe it's there.
Our light has a name.
It's Hope.

Devoured heartDon't give the man whom has no heart
Your heart in which can go sour,
Don't give the man with whom has no heart
Your heart for him to devour,
I gave my heart
I gave my heart
To a man in which had none,
I gave my heart to him, I thought he needed one,
He took my heart in which was told
And my heart it did grow cold,
He allowed my heart to go sour
Then he devoured my heart whole,

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Silver Water

by *endless--abyss, Nov 13, 2012, 6:23:37 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Silver water, like liquid glass

Staring back through a faceless mask

A soundless voice that echoes through the silence

Whispers of unspoken thirst

Cold hands pressed against the mew

Teasing jingles, keys just out of reach

Faltered hope and gaped faith

A jacket tight, wrapped around heart

Mind muddled in illusions of escapism

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This is probably one of the very few times I've written a poem with a solid thought to convey; most of the time I just sling words together so they fit and throw it up, letting you guys decide what you want it to mean.

In this poem, the 'person' is struggling against inner-turmoil and self conflict without someone to talk to.

I know its probably and overused concept, but eh.

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~unknown-sources Nov 20, 2012

Is might be a overused concept, but it's real and people relate to this!
Well written!

!ancientpoet Nov 18, 2012

Good title and well put

~Cataclystiq Nov 15, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

"Whispers of unspoken thirst", -not being able to express his/her inner thoughts-couldn't have been expressed any better in terms of personification! 5/5!

~februaryblue Nov 13, 2012 Student Writer

It personally reminded me of impossibility. "Silver water", "thirst", "teasing jingles, keys just out of reach" portrayed a sense of something that narrator wants that keeps slipping away from them. Admittedly I didn't see the intended meaning in the poem, though.

~starmic Nov 13, 2012

Amazing poem, just warth my soul some how...

*Everlasting90 Nov 13, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I'm not good at critiques, but this was really amazing. Everytime this person gets his/her hopes up, the way to the freedom of this inner torture, it's just imaginary. This kind of reminds me of a myth where three men were punished by Zeus and everytime they tried to escape, they couldn't. It was an endless cycle.

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