Cut and Heal Wounds That have been bleeding For me what seems like a thousand years Bleeding without cease Have been healed With the sound of your voice Your words have brought me Greater and faster healing Than that of the greatest remedies A single complement from you Is all I need to know how special I am Your gentle laugh tears all my fears away Leaving me with all the joy In the world Your soft bright smile Takes me away from my dark past And Melts away the part of my heart That has remand frozen for too long But you have hurt me More than all the suffering I have endured in a lifetime You heal my broken heart But you cut right into it again You heal and cut Cut and heal Cut and heal Over and over Once you have heal me You cleave even deeper And weld my heart Back together again You say you love me But do you really? Because you don’t show it You say that you cherish me But you put so many more things above me You say you’ll always be there But when I scream out for help You don’t hear me Because your to absorbed in your own life You cut and heal Cut and heal Cut and heal You say I mean the world to you So then why do you keep looking for something more? I’m sick and tired of all your lies Stop saying you love and show me you do Or at least stop lying to me when will the day finally come When you stop piercing into my heart Or when you finally cleave my heart in two Or when my heart becomes immune to you Either your actions heal me along with your words Or your words back up your actions And cut straight through my heart Or you continue to cut and heal To the point where I want nothing to do with you[DOUBLEPOST=1348555386][/DOUBLEPOST]This is a poem that I wrote, what do you all think? Sham of a life I hear it now It echo’s in my head Every word they say Ugly, disgusting, fage, douch Useless, unlovable, pitiful Dumb ass, sicko, scum They say I’m an abomination And that I’d be better off dead And their right My existence is a sham I’m merely a burden on society Nobody cares about me They all walk by me like I’m not there The only time I’m acknowledged Is when they persecute me They have nothing but hate for me They have each other But I have no one No one wants me I’m insignificant to them So I try and try to be worth something But it’s all in vain Because no matter what I do They still don’t accept me All I want is to be loved by someone Anyone I just want to be looked at And seen with value I want to be accepted But no one can love someone That’s as worthless as me I hate how pitiful I am I hate my weakness I hate how pathetic I am I hate that I’m so useless I hate my awkwardness That doesn’t allow me to be acceptable I hate that I can’t help anyone I hate the way I look I hate that I’m so pitiful I hate that I’m not capable of anything I hate myself I wish I could just die And be done with this useless life So I cut I cut into my skin Because I hate myself And I want to die I cut Because I don’t want to feel The pain of being alone So I don’t think about how worthless I am So I don’t remember that no one cares I cut Because I have become numb to pain And I want to feel something And remember that I’m alive Remember that I’m real Remember that I exist Remember that I’m human Remember that I can feel something But I also want to forget it as well Forget that I’m suffering Forget that I’m imperfect Forget how worthless I am Forget that I’m still living In this epitome of hell Forget that no loves me Forget that they would be happier If I were dead Forget how hideous I am Forget that I’m an abomination Forget that I’m a sham Damn it I hate myself! Why am I so unlovable? Why can’t I be acceptable? Why do I have to be so despicable? Will someone help me see what value I have? Will someone show me what’s lovable about me? Will someone accept me? Will some love me? Please Will someone save me? I hate it all! There’s no point in this cursed life I suffer only to suffer more I hate this sham of an existence I hate this life I’ve been cursed with I hate everyone who persecutes me Because they are right I hate those who don’t help me Because they shouldn’t I have no reason to go on living The world would be better off without me I’m only being a burden to everyone So screw it all I’ll end my pain along this sorry of an excuse of a life now! Good bye [DOUBLEPOST=1348555506][/DOUBLEPOST]Another one of my poems Poor little boy Poor scared little boy Trying to be tough Benching whenever he can So when he fights he is ready He will not be bullied again Poor hurt little boy Hacking out his arms Trying to forget his pain Cutting to forget he’s alone Poor insecure little boy Joining the gangs So that he has people around Stealing and vandalizing So that they think he is cool Poor lonely little boy Doesn’t have anyone at all Only the razor that cuts him And the crap he smokes Poor hopeless little boy Wants to die Because he believes the world Would be better without him Good loving God Calms the boys anger And shows him how to love Good comforting God Takes away his blade And he heals his wounds Good accepting God Gives the boy his identity Calling him his son Good compassionate God Crying with the boy Feeling the boy’s pain And wanting to be with him Good merciful God Gives the boy a purpose And a reason to live. Nothing, not even a shadow I lye here in one piece Yet I am in a million My heart has become one With all of these loves and passions And one by one They are stripped away Taking part of my heart with them Leaving what once was full and radiant Torn, empty, lifeless and pathetic And as I look in the mirror I see absolutely nothing The man that I once was Is no longer there He has not been replaced But rather reduced to nothing I have become a shadow of a man But even a shadow Has a partner to walk with But I have no one I have become no one I am nothing Stripped of all love and passion There is no purpose to my existence Everything I once lived for Everything I loved and treasured Means nothing to me now It is but smoke carried away by the wind I turn away in disgust Fleeing to a dark hole A dark hole marked with suffering A hole shrouded in oblivion And flooded in pain But I don’t care I have nothing, no one, no where No passion, no love, no life No reason to live No use, no strength No emotion, no home Nothing to call my own No worth, no talent My existence is sham As purposeless as a grain of sand I have nothing So this hole will be mine Though it may be an epitome of hell It is all I have So it shall be My hell It will be My tormentor And Mine alone I will accept this torture So long as I may have something For I long for nothing more Than to be something What has reduced me to this? When did I cease to be? When did I begin to shrivel? When did I lose my value? When did I become an outcast? When did I lose my place? When did I no longer belong? When did this all happen? It all began with my heart It began when it was torn When my loves and passions left They took part of who I am with them So would I be restored If I had them back? Would who I am Return with them? It would. It all would be better If I had my heart once again That is what I need So using all the strength I had left I freed myself of the hell That had become my home And went to retrieve What I had lost And as my love and passions Came into sight I could feel hope returning Like the sun after a long night And as they were sight I ran to them Like a mother runs to her son After he has returned from a long journey This was it I would become something again I would have value once more My life would have a purpose I would mean something to someone I would finally belong again But when they were in arm’s length They snapped at me With a look of rage in their eyes They came forward With the obvious intension Of harming me I turned and ran in despair After I all I did and all I gave After all I had suffered for them They had turned on me And treated me like a stray dog But even a stray has pride And my pride has left me as well So I’m worth less than stray I have nothing I am nothing And I will fade into Nothing I want to be with you Who do you think you’re fooling? I see past your rough mask I see that you are broken and insecure I know you’re hurting I know that you’re weak I know you’re sensitive So why are you trying to be something you’re not Why are you pretending you have it all put together Why are you acting like you know what you’re doing? Why are you acting like you’re okay? Why are you pretending you don’t care? Stop fooling yourself We both know you need people We both know you want to be loved We both know you feel alone We both know you’re just trying to find your place You don’t actually like what you do You just do it so that they accept you But you know what? I’ve been there with you this whole time I was there crying with you I was rejected with you I was humiliated with you I was abused with you I was there bleeding alongside you And I have always been there ready to love you Who am I? I am the creator of everything I made the earths blueprints and laid its foundations I made all the measurements for its area I confined all the oceans to their places I show the dawn its place every morning It’s colors are reflected in my eyes I clothed the night in darkness I patched it with the bright laminate moon I decorated it with each star I dressed Orion with its belt I endowed the dipper with the North Star I have seen and conquered the gates of death I know the answers to deaths dark mysteries The cold frost resides in my womb I give birth to the winter It covers the flowers I had just painted I gardened the spring So that it may disappear in winter’s ice And when the time comes My warm breath melts away the dark frost And reveal springs colors once more I warm the earth with the summer’s heat So that it may take shape in my hands And refined under the weight of my hammer I command the clouds and rain I plan their ambushes and attacks They flood where I order them to And give enough to bring life where I desire I teach the connivers how to hunt their prey. I bless them with their dominate strength I guild the birds to their nesting areas I hold them in the sky So that they may be safe from the predator I am the God of the universe And I have chosen to make you I gave birth to you And I have seen your troubles and heart ach I want to comfort you and share your pain I want to laugh and cry with you I want to be your dearest friend I want to hear what is on your heart And I want to pour my heart out to you I want the mutual sharing of our thoughts and feelings I want to dream with you I want to be with you and experience everything with you All of it the good the bad and the ordinary I want nothing more than to be with you I love you And I want for nothing more than to be loved by you as well Even if you turn me down now I will always love you And I will wait and meet you where you’re at I will accept you how you are And see you as the perfect masterpiece I made I will treasure you and protect you And if you are stolen away from me I will relentlessly hunt you down and get you back I will not give up on you And when you fall I’ll take the hit with you And I’ll pick you up carry you out of the abbess of shame You are my child and I love you So will you love me in return? Will you allow me to walk beside you? Will you allow me to share in your pain? Will you find your identity in me? Will see things with my eyes? Will you share your heart with me? Will you listen to my heart? Will you dream with me? Will you? Or will you push me aside again?
Your poems are a tad lenghty, but persevering pays off. Your poetry thread deserves more comments: your work is quite good. I love the way you let emotions evolve in your work, and when you use repetition, you usually do it well. Love the font you chose for the first few poems.
I agree with Styx, they are a bit lengthy but that just makes them that much more distinct. I picked up a few spelling and grammatical errors here and there, but nothing too serious. As for your depiction of emotions spread throughout the poems, there was clearly an abundance. I believe that when a writer can take there emotions and express them through words in manner that would allow another to feel that same emotion simply through the reading of those words to be a great achievement. Anyone can take a few words and add some instruments and make people fall in love, but few can tame the words alone and climb above the rest. In other words, just keep doing what you're doing, I think it's great ^_^
