The reason I stopped tryingI'm just going to stop trying.The reason I stopped trying in Free Verse More Like This
Because you'll never understand.
I carry dreams inside a fist
While you hold cruelty in your hand.
I'm just going to stop trying.
Because I've been through so much hate
I've been through knives and ropes and scars
And wounds and blood and blades.
I'm just going to stop trying.
Because through all I've had to do..
The ignorance of people
Is the worst thing I've been through.
I'm just going to stop trying.
And you want to know the truth?
The reason I've stopped trying
Is because of those like
I'll Just Say What's On My Mind...I’ll just say what’s on my mindI'll Just Say What's On My Mind... in Free Verse More Like This
For everyone to hate.
I used to cry myself to sleep
And slice my skin with blades.
I wrapped a belt around my neck
In hopes of lifelessness,
And after failing even that,
I remained emotionless.
My mother used to cry all day
And my dad used to be ill.
My sister attempted suicide
By swallowing the pill.
My mother tried to kill herself
And we almost watched her fall.
She swallowed gulps of whiskey
And she blamed me for it all.
I have hallucinations,
And delusions, and depression
And fighting my own demons
Has become a slight obsession.
I’ll just say what’s on my mind
For everyone to see.
This is who I am, and hey!
I’m still okay with me.
Are You?I'm sorry,Are You? in Free Verse More Like This
that I'm not
I'm not a supermodel.
that I'm not
I'm not a comedian.
that I'm not
that I'm not
that I'm not
I'm not perfect.
Canvas Is The MirrorA canvas is a mirrorCanvas Is The Mirror in Free Verse More Like This
The paint drips down with my reflection
The canvas is my mirror
But only because
The canvas is me.
The canvas is your mirror
As the brush tickles its surface
The canvas is our mirror
The canvas is a mirror
The depth of the artwork stares back into my
After all, I do not paint a canvas
Because the canvas
Myself To RestI'm standing in the middle of nowhereMyself To Rest in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Such a scary place to be
Standing in the middle of nowhere
And there's really nothing here to see
Everything inside is screaming
Go and set your mama free
But I'm young and not strong so all that's left to do
Mama I'm coming home
And I'm gonna try my best
Never to let you go
To the deep, long rest
And sorry if I let go
But I won't be alone
'cause if you go
I'll put myself to rest.
Sitting by your bed for hours
I'm too scared to walk away
Sitting by your bed fro hours
Maybe that'll turn to days
And mama, I don't really care it
Goodbye, is all you say
'cause at least it's your voice..
But I was walking home
Mama I was all alone
And I ran without looking both ways
Red inside the street still shines
'cause i didn't run in time
Sorry mama, what was I thinking?
Mama, I can't come home
Sorry I tried my best...
Never to let you go
To the deep long rest
And sorry, Ma, I let go,
Hard to think I'm alone
So I tried to sh
Goodbye, miscarried babyI love the little baby that I never got to holdGoodbye, miscarried baby in Free Verse More Like This
The baby that I never got to see.
And maybe, just maybe that baby would love us, too
If only that baby got to be.
I love the little baby that was never able to smile
Never even able to survive.
And maybe that baby would have a life worth living
If only that baby was alive.
And maybe that baby had mommy's blue eyes
And daddy's smile, and grandma's tight hugs.
And honestly, there's no way to describe that little baby
And no way to describe the way it was loved.
Black, White, and Red.You watched me melt into a dark surface.Black, White, and Red. in Free Verse More Like This
Black paint upon the skies,
Stars sprinkled among the canvas.
Moonlight, shining from the corner of your eye.
Atramentous areas surround me.
Fog blankets the land,
Letters written to me in charcoal.
You’ve painted the world,
Bright lights shining in my face.
Bleached eyes, staring back at me.
A world so empty, so dull.
The silver blade sinks into my neck.
I’ve painted my skin,
Upon my doorstep.
Whispers dance among my
Fire burns bright,
Flames upon roses
And causing blisters along our skin.
Warmth melting into our souls.
A knife slices through my flesh,
As blood drips down my shoulders.
You’ve painted my world, black.
I’ve painted my skin, white.
And I've splattered the walls with red.
Writer's block.A thirteen-year-old poet,Writer's block. in Free Verse More Like This
Whispers frolicking among her tongue
As a ballet dancer across a stage.
What to write, oh, what to write…
Her fingers wrapped around a pencil,
Gently tickling the page
With a language between herself
And her imagination.
Thoughts race through her mind,
Frozen hands on a silver clock
Turning moments into
D r e a d f u l h o u r s .
What to write, oh, what to write…
Crickets stop their chirping,
Birds start to sing.
Five thirty in the morning,
And not a single word on paper.
What to write, oh, what to write…
She begins to scribble across the page,
Doodles and anything that crosses her mind.
Words begin flooding her thoughts,
As she wrinkles the paper and grabs a clean sheet.
“A thirteen year old poet,
Whispers frolicking among her tongue
As a ballet dancer across a stage…"
And just as she nears the end
Of these words,
If only you knew..I told you I liked you sometime ago;If only you knew.. in Free Verse More Like This
You told me you liked someone else as you didn't want to lead me on,
That didn't work though..
I still cry over you,
cut myself sometimes over you, wishing you were mine..
I shake when ever we speak. You take my word away and there replaced with fear
When your not here though I get depressed, not knowing a single word to say
Not just to you; anyone. I feel unsociable without you..
You ignore this though..
You love someone else and it makes me uncontrollably bleed from my heart..
and tears.. I wish one day you could see my pain..
Sometimes I wish you could actually feel my pain from someone else..
Running and running to you come to me.. Into my arms I would love to hold you close..
Telling you "Its okay.. I'm here.." Making you feel better..
This is just wishful
Rose in her hand...I saw a girl she was there for daysRose in her hand... in Free Verse More Like This
sitting at the pavement
Not talking or looking around at anyone
She had a dark red rose in her hands
She was holding it so hard that the thorns
were digging into her skin..
I asked her "Are you alright?" She looked up, then back down at the rose, breathed in to say "Yes, I'm quite alright thank you." She was shaking, her hands were cut dripping with blood from the thorns. I told her "Don't clench it so hard, its fragile and your bleeding" She looked down further and shakily said "..Maybe.. Maybe I want to bleed" I got shocked at this and backed off I didn't want to make anything worse..
A few days went by..
The girl wasn't around,
I knew whereabouts she lived
So I went to see if she was okay
I saw a rose on the grass outside
her house.. Below a window..
A half open window, with the curtains
Drawn only about two inches
Giving up..Giving up, you won't care..Giving up.. in Free Verse More Like This
I promised myself I wouldn't give up..
You were a dream come true,
My apple to eye..
My true and only love..
I have to give up,
I feel you slipping away..
I want you with me at least
Just as my friend..
I know what I wanted.. And still want
would never come true,
You didn't lead me on
I led myself, into a hole of emptiness
I feel stupid, I should've learnt
You love him.. Not me
No not ever me,
I'm just self centered
Self centered, self harming,
Emotional, demanding bitch..
I would just drag you down
Yet you just bring my hopes up..
Maybe not intentionally.. But..
That's why.. I have to give up..
Being bi-sexualI can find guys and girls attractiveBeing bi-sexual in Free Verse More Like This
Some may think HOT some are.. Well
Whiny bitches who go Ewwww. Why?
why go ew? Its just this simple.
I can date both genders and not feel sick
Just because I like both, doesn't make me
a slut. Yeah.. Okay so I can shove my
hands down someones pants and be
satisfied with whatever I find but thats
equality bitches! A C C E P T I T.
One day, I'll date a boy or girl but
if its not you who I'm dating
you don't have to worry,
Its not your business is it?
So then, leave it.
Dude, its not gross
It just means I can possibly find
love in more than one gender. So
fuck you. I'm bi sexual~
I just want to give up..I just want to give up..I just want to give up.. in Free Verse More Like This
Stab - stab - stab - Knife goes in
gush - gush - gush - Blood comes out
Feels good, pain is my pleasure..
You didn't care so this is what I became..
Some say a monster
some say I'm just mental
Some say dangerous
When these stereotypes are just thrown at me..
I wonder if you know the pain they cause?
The only reason why I do this self inflicting because I know..
I'll never feel love..
I'll never feel the warmth of a passionate kiss..
I'll never feel the sensation of a cuddle..
I'll never feel pleasure.. Other than from my pain
Because I know.. That the love I feel for you.. Will never be returned..
Pain is the pleasure - that makes me give up..
Dear fucked society,Dear fucked up society,Dear fucked society, in Free Verse More Like This
Why do you take our rights?
Our human rights?
To who we love?
To who we are.. To our image?
You force images down our throat;
Images of airbrushed, false looking
people. You want people to look
more skinny and cause anorexia,
More along the hidden line that
you dig under the ground like
a dead forgotten body yet always there
You show us that its not right to be gay,
lesbian, bi-sexual or transgendered..
And then wonder why the suicide rate is
so fucking high. You cause the nightmares
and terrors of our family not accepting us
What you do to me..I look at you and your beauty kills my heartWhat you do to me.. in Free Verse More Like This
It feels like a thousand knifes stabbing into me
Your scent takes my breath away;
So sweet and warming I don't want to smell..
Any other smell.
When you hold me close..
I melt I don't want to ever let go
The warmth of your body is overwhelming
I wish you could stay, I don't want us being a..
A memory.. I don't want you going..
Stay with me please don't go,
You may not love me
But I love you.. Please.. Don't go
I can't have my heartbreak..
I can't do anything to stop you from leaving
I know you won't miss me..
But I'll say this..
This is what you do to me..
Suicidal LullabyDon't cry now baby,Suicidal Lullaby in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
you're almost dead.
The tears are flowing
from what they've said.
Rivulets of red
from wrists you've slit.
You had tried so hard,
but couldn't quit.
You're all alone now;
your friends have gone.
Your heartbeat's slowing;
you won't see dawn.
Your life fades away
with ev'ry breath.
You are too far gone
to escape death.
Wipe away your tears,
and be at peace.
You're so close to
What Is My Life?What is my life?What Is My Life? in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A world of self-hate.
Hardship and strife;
the kiss of fate.
An inner hurricane,
an innocence slain.
A tear shed,
and a bead of blood red,
along with the pain.
The screams in my head
could wake the dead,
and my thoughts
are heavy like lead.
The outside is wrong
and the inside's a mess.
My heart is still beating,
but my eyes are lifeless.
Strength of CharacterWe've been called weak for taking our lives,Strength of Character in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
for leaving without any goodbyes.
But we are not weak; these are but lies;
cowardly words of pretenders
who claim "we never surrender!"
basking in their prideful splendor.
These words, I'll return-to-sender.
Starting here, right on queue;
I'll tell you all that's true,
is the pain we go through.
For us, one thing is the same
and it has only one name:
yes, depression is our game.
With this, tis ourselves we maim.
We are not weak, no, we are strong,
but we've been strong for far too long.
Our suff'ring is a silent song.
The whipping winds render us blind.
The warmth has since left us behind.
From the pain, great comfort we find
in deep music and friends so kind.
But what then, when this is gone?
When there is no coming dawn?
We feel lowly as a pawn.
All our enraged emotions lunge.
In a panic, we take the plunge;
our life squeezed like water from a sponge.
An ending that's laden with grunge.
And yet you still call us weak.
We who have always be
Raging StormsI dream of violent seasRaging Storms in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
beneath a dark, stormy sky,
where howling winds
drown out my cries.
I am struggling to swim
in an ocean of anguish.
My only rescue, a jagged rock so grim.
To be safe on the shore is my dying wish.
My harsh savior cuts my palms;
my life is torn asunder.
I feel the onset of a qualm
and I hear the clap of thunder.
I don't believe this storm will ever calm,
and so I let the waves drag me under.
Here in the depths, my vision is useless.
The icy chill shortens my breath.
Time, a power so ruthless,
counts the moments till my death.
I feel soft sand upon my back,
a sensation strangely soothing.
I hear another thunderous crack
as I surrender now unmoving.
Suddenly a hidden seashell
stabs into my frozen shoulder.
The sudden pain seems to yell,
"Do not give in, grow bolder!
This life is already hell,
don't let it grow yet colder!"
Renewed, I begin to weakly swim,
now running on adrenaline.
I cling to my life, though dim.
Do not alert my next-of-kin.
I shore up on a sandy h
Statue of LiesI fake how I'm seen through their eyes,Statue of Lies in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm just a statue constructed of lies.
Layers are added each and every day,
I just can't stop, and I'm not okay.
Soon this façade will be too much to bear;
I can't think, I can't feel; I simply don't care.
And what will happen when they see through my disguise?
Will anyone listen when they hear my cries?
They push me to the edge, to see how much I can take;
Don't they realize that eventually I'll break?
I can't face the sunshine, only the rain,
because it hides the symptoms of my pain.
I lay awake every long, forlorn night,
Hiding from the nightmares that bring light to my plight.
Thoughts fill my aching head,
bringing with them, feelings of dread.
I can't help but think of what went wrong:
What caused me to fail at being so strong?
I can't help but think, 'I lack a Home',
a place where I can safely roam,
away from the torment that seems to never cease.
I'm begging you, please give me that release!
I can't promise that I'll make it through,
Rising UpThey oppress us with violenceRising Up in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
while we suffer in silence.
We've waited long enough;
we've proven we are tough.
We've taken enough flak!
Now's the time to fight back!
Break the silence! Raise your voice!
Only you can make the choice!
Shout out, and get loud!
Stand out from the crowd!
Let them know that this is our world
and it is by them the first stone was hurled!
I know that now we are in shadow,
but it is from the pain that we grow.
I can see the sunrise;
Its light is piercing the skies!
The dawn is coming...
We'll start with humming
and break into song!
All will know we've suffered for so long!
In Silence I SufferIn the dark silence of night,In Silence I Suffer in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
by the soft glow of candlelight,
as my sorrow bursts at the seam,
I sit waiting for a fading dream.
One I know I will never see
become a true reality.
Blurry images of days gone by
wreak havoc as I give a sigh.
Some say we feel better after we cry,
but I've watched dreams die,
and I've been forced to say goodbye
without ever being told why.
Tears aren't enough anymore,
for a heart so weary and so sore.
I burst into a fit of rage,
these walls feel more like a cage.
I tear into my skin
as echoes whisper my chagrin.
"You're a failure, a freak!"
The voices seem to shriek.
"Your very nature is a sin!"
They almost seem to grin.
From shaking hands, the knife falls.
Time is short; the morning calls...
Internal ConflictShe sits there with hands shaking,Internal Conflict in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
watching the clock tick-tock away.
Burdened by the smile she's faking,
she awaits the end of the day.
Overcome by anxiety,
she struggles to remain seated.
Beaten by society,
she's given up, defeated.
Behind her, classmates point and stare;
they call her many hurtful names.
They know not the pain this girl does bear:
wrists riddled with scars that seem to scream
"I'm tired of these games!"
As words of hate ring in her ears,
she casts aside her hopes and fears.
She decided she can't take more
as the clock strikes half-past-four.
Tears flow forth from weary eyes.
She leaves without a goodbye.
One girl knows her suffering,
but her only friend,
by doing nothing,
was loyal to the end...
Another NightThe boy watched as night fell.Another Night in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He knew what was coming.
Soon he would be in hell.
His emotions were numbing.
Ever night was the same.
He'd suffer all alone.
He'd play this evil game.
The feeling was well known.
First would come the boredom,
then the sadness and apin;
and then he would panic;
his thoughts would go insane.
With the razor in hand,
his wrists were in danger.
More cuts, his thoughts demand,
his mind full of anger.
This self-harming he craved
was awful for his health.
He needed to be saved;
who'd save him from himself?
He watched the viscous blood
as it circled the drain.
He fainted with a "thud"
whilst outside, fell the rain.
His loud alarm woke him.
He peered in the mirror.
The light was on, though dim,
so he could see clearer.
He rubbed his eyes awhile.
"Another day," he sighed.
He put on his smile;
behind it he would hide.
Inner TurmoilHis thoughts scream "You aren't good enough!Inner Turmoil in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Think you're strong? You are weak, not tough!"
Care is something no one gives.
Admit you've no reason to live!"
"They see the cuts lining your wrists.
When you die, you will not be missed.
See that crimson blood as it falls?
That's the blood of a hopeless thrall."
"No, this isn't just a nightmare;
it's real, and no one even cares!
Your friends don't like you. Who would?
Fighting me won't do any good."
"Everyone hates you; you're a freak!
You know that it's the truth I speak.
The only friend you have is pain.
It's all that keeps you safe and sane."
"What? You're going to silence me?
You know you need me. Can't you see?"
"Enough!" The tormented boy cried.
All at once, his thoughts ceased and died.
From the roof, he let himself fall.
He gave in; accepted Death's call.
In his final moments, a sight:
The stars, so beautiful tonight...
The Girl with the SmileThe girl with the smile stands alone;The Girl with the Smile in Free Verse More Like This
People pass her by without even a single glance.
Her troubled mind is unknown to the outside world;
A happy outer shell covers a deep black hole within.
The girl with smile is always there.
When others stand back with fear;
She helps them overcome what stands in the way,
But what happens when she's scared?
The girl with the smile is alone.
No one is there to lead her;
Forced to stare her fear in the face,
And to struggle to overcome to move on with her life.
The girl with the smile is always there.
She lends a shoulder to those who cry;
A laugh to those who are depressed,
But what happens when she cries?
The girl with the smile is alone.
No shoulder or laugh to make her better;
Forced to live out the sorrow of her life,
And to bottle up her emotions so no one can see.
The girl with the smile is always there.
Watching as everyone's life was passing by;
No one ever asks her how she feels,
What does she do to let go of her unwanted feelings?
You Will Never Understand MeYou Will Never Understand Me in Free Verse More Like This
That's all that falls.
Never will I
More to shed.
Where you can see.
You will never understand;
You say you do,
but how can you?
and try some more.
You can keep trying,
until your last breath,
but it will never work.
You ask what can you do?
to be there.
Because you will never understand.
I want to be at home.
Where I can curl up in my corner,
and pretend to be seen
even less than I already am.
But no, I am stuck here.
In this stupid room,
And I can't handle it.
So you know what I do?
I go to the corner,
and pretend you're not there.
The tears flow,
and you just sit there and watch.
And you finally get it.
You will never understand.
But the pain is real,
and it is right there;
inside that child right in front of you.
It's tearing that child apart,
and there's nothing you can do about it.
You silently get up,
and just leave.
The tears eventually stop,
and I put my head up against the wall.
The GirlThe girl with perfect attendance.The Girl in Free Verse More Like This
The girl who had straight A's.
The girl whom the teachers liked,
and respected everyone.
She wasn't the prettiest girl.
She wasn't the funniest girl.
She knew she wasn't even close to the best,
but she didn't care.
Now that girl sits at home.
Now that girl is all alone.
Now that girl cries and wonders;
why does only she feel the pain?
She doesn't know why they choose to hurt her,
but she knows there are knives in the kitchen,
and rope and trees outside in the yard,
and there's always the pistol in Daddy's sock drawer.
Then the girl just smiles and laughs;
for she gets to decide when she doesn't want to feel the pain anymore
Showing YourselfShowing yourself doesn't make you weak.Showing Yourself in Free Verse More Like This
I'll give you exactly what you seek.
This vulnerability is a part of you.
There isn't anything you can do.
I'm only here to give you help.
Don't have to do it by yourself.
It doesn't matter what you say.
I promise that I'm here to stay.
When you find it's hard to breathe,
Let me be there to relieve.
Want you to know I don't think less.
Only you think that you're a mess.
Please, I just want to be here.
I really do love you, dear.
Psychotic DepressionAccording to my doctor's session,Psychotic Depression in Free Verse More Like This
I have psychotic depression.
I looked it up online.
I'm worried by my find.
It's worded different ways,
But serious it always says.
The diagnosis goes to few.
The description seems to be true.
Aware the voices aren't real.
Ashamed of how I feel.
Hid the voice for many years.
Being found, greatest of my fears.
This means a change in pill.
Make me no longer ill.
LaughingLaughing, laughing.Laughing in Free Verse More Like This
Over and over and over.
Stop! Shut up!
Get out of my head!
Are you laughing at me?
Are you even laughing,
Or are you just a voice,
Just a soundtrack?
Over and over.
Driving me crazy.
What am I now?
Will this ever end?
Experimental PillDoctor says my depression's strange.Experimental Pill in Free Verse More Like This
My medication's got to change.
He says he found a cure.
I wonder if he's really sure.
An experimental pill,
Will stop me being ill.
Medicine is brand new,
But what else can I do.
If my depression will go away,
What else can I say?
More Than Anyone BeforeThere's never been a loveMore Than Anyone Before in Free Verse More Like This
Like the one you have for me.
I'm floating; I'm surrounded.
Your love is all I feel.
I just can't comprehend
Why it's bestowed upon me.
I don't deserve
Everything that you are.
But even so
I know that it's true.
You'd do anything for me.
You've already done so much.
I wish so much I could say
My love is the same,
But my hearts been broken
By a lover before.
There's so much
That I would do for you.
But I can promise you
I love you
More than I've loved anyone before.
Crazy Just Isn't MeWhen I hear voices am I insane?Crazy Just Isn't Me in Free Verse More Like This
My sanity I just feign?
I have plenty of friends.
I follow some of the trends.
I make a nice amount of pay.
I try to do as you say.
I do everything just right,
But still I have this fight.
Psychotic's what I am.
My mind just seems damned.
You don't know what it means.
Crazy is all you have seen.
This is what I must share:
Remember that we're there.
Going through normal life.
You'll never know our strife.
We act just like the rest.
Showing only our best.
If you could see what I see.
Crazy just isn't me.
Honest PsychiatristNormal, your brain is not.Honest Psychiatrist in Free Verse More Like This
Take a guess at what you got.
It's needed for your medication.
Label shouldn't cause frustration.
Guess at what pill to take.
So many that they make.
Don't know about your brain.
Could make you more insane.
Effects are usually small.
You may have none at all.
We warn just so you know,
Your pain may just grow.
Your brain isn't fried.
Just another to be tried.
Patience is what I need.
I promise it isn't greed.
So here's another pill.
Maybe now you won't be ill.
2. LoveSomething everyone else wants.2. Love in Free Verse More Like This
Their affection they flaunt.
But it only gave me pain.
Drove me even more insane.
I like that I'm alone,
Living all on my own.
My heart cannot be broken.
I feel like I've just woken.
I'm living a new life.
No more pain or strife.
So much fun to be had.
No reason to be sad.
To the world I want to shout,
Love, I can do without.
I Miss YouI miss you.I Miss You in Free Verse More Like This
I can't stop loving you.
True love never dies.
I can't find the words to tell you
What you mean to me.
You never know what you have until it's gone.
What's wrong with me?
What did I do?
Hopelessly thinking about then
On the rooftop,
When you said
"This is the end.
Nothing lasts forever
CrushYou're so cute and so sweet.Crush in Free Verse More Like This
Waiting patiently until we meet.
Some avoid meeting online,
But I think it will be fine.
You make me laugh and make me smile.
That hasn't happened in a while.
So casually with me you flirt.
I'm starting to forget I'm hurt.
It seems that you like me.
In person, we'll have to see.
In a few weeks you'll be here.
No connection I do fear.
Until then I continue to wait,
And hope that you are my fate.
I pray that you're one I can trust,
Because you are now my crush.
SometimesSometimes I hate how I can imagine many different things that can actually mean hope. I could easily say something like, "to every day there is a dark side. But a new day brings a new light." Or whatever about how 'no matter how dark the night may seem, if you look hard enough, the stars will always be shining, even through the darkest clouds.' But there's a difference between reading and listening, then undertsanding, and then actually believing it, trusting it, grasping it and then using it to turn your life around. People can see the light, but don't always pay much attention...Sometimes in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
A Letter To My BodyDear my body,A Letter To My Body in Emotional More Like This
Here I bestow an official apology for all the things I put you through.
The spirits, substances and so-called foods that you are forced to consume and digest against your will.
For every last hormone-changing pill.
For every time I slide a razor across your tender skin to cut back hair again and again.
For every time I deprive you of sleep when you are already so deprived of energy. And then the days when I refuse to get out of bed and so you miss the sunlight.
I apologise for wanting to hurt you when I'm in need of emotional rehabilitation.
For biting the skin on your fingers when I'm nervous.
For previously feeding you the carcasses of once living beings even when deep down I felt it was wrong to do so.
I'm sorry for putting you in such danger of hearing damage - through all the times I listen to my iPod with the music blaring loudly through my earphones, and the times I spend at the front rows of concerts, the speakers so powerful I can feel the vibrations running thro
Throw It AwayStop!Throw It Away in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Put the blade down
Don't you think it's time for something new?
A new attitude, a new way of dealing with
The things they put you through
A new way to survive
A new way to pull you through
You may not see it now
But if you hold on
It always gets better somehow
So throw your self-destructive tool
Away and join the fight
We'll show those in pain
That there's always a light
And I know you think that no one's there
And I know you think that no one cares
But the things they said, they're not true
They're only trying to hurt you
If you go through with this
It'll only get worse
So just throw it away
So just throw the guilt away
All the anger, all the pain
All the fear and all the shame
Just throw it all away
On the edge
There's a girl stood looking down
And she's so far up
She can see the whole town
Little did she know
The very next day
They'd take back all the things they say
But now she'll never find out
Wait it out
Just wait and see
It will get better for b
Was It All A Lie?The funny thing is,Was It All A Lie? in Free Verse More Like This
You can walk past me
And totally ignore me
Acting like I don't exist
Without an inch of guilt in your black heart
After all the things we have been through
After all the times we have been there for each other
And you act like it never happened
The funny thing is,
You can look in the mirror
Thinking you're the best
Thinking you are too good for everyone
After all the things I have done for you
After all the things we have put each other through
Through thick and thin
And totally forget that I was once in your life
That you needed me
That you loved me
It's like you're a totally different person,
In a totally different universe,
You don't know me anymore,
You don't want to know me anymore,
You don't love me anymore,
So please tell me this,
Did you ever love me,
Or was that just another lie you told me?
Was it all a lie?
NewbornClose your eyes and listenNewborn in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And soon enough you'll hear
The heartbeat of a newborn
Beating fast and clear
Innocent and curious
A newborn wants to know
The big world that surrounds it
And who is friend or foe
A newborn calf is precious
Just like a newborn pet
It needs its mother with it
To love and to protect
So why do you forget this
When you buy meat and cheese?
A calf is not a cat or dog
But it deserves to breathe
A newborn needs much space to grow
Regardless of what species
A newborn needs to have good health
Not cages caked with feces
A calf that's torn from its mother
Two short days after birth
A calf that's born just to be killed
For more veal to be served
No animal deserves to have
A life of so much pain
When it causes so much disease
You have nothing to gain
So please make the connection
Every time you eat a steak
It may be your own choice
But is it your own life to take?
Your StoryI'd much rather cry for youYour Story in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
'Cause my story is too painful to share
I'd much rather smile for you
'Cause my story is too painful to bare
So come here and I'll wrap my arms around you
Come here and I'll let your story shine
But after you share your story
Please don't ask me about mine
If only I could play the violin
I'd share my past through sorrowful chords
Vibrato on strings would be my voice
Fighting my demons with imaginary swords
Although I'm limited to words on paper
And the words aren't sung by a beautiful voice
These words make my story into a song
And this song confronts you with a choice
You can close your eyes
And pretend this is a fairytale
Pretend it's a meaningless story
That was never once true
Or you can open your eyes
And realise deep down
That the story isn't just about me
That you're the main character too
If you don't want to tell your story
As it is, spoken word to word
Turn your art into your voice
And you will always be heard
A picture speaks a thousand words