11 Mar, 2008

Poem #26

looking at the rain outside thinking about how many people are crying that much water the darkness they have to hide maybe because they just don't have a father when you're realizing how upset this world is you sometimes don't want to be part of it but when you only look at all the bliss sunshine will be the only thing your heart will fit getting depressed might be the solution when you don't want to be here anymore and your tears haven't got the repeating emotion as the rain that would poor just open your eyes look at the bright side of life there are too much lives spilled for that one thing they were able to reach, their knife when there were so much friends who were able to help

11 Mar, 2008

Poem#25

A girl is without her familiar today no feline antics to make her laugh Grandmother's health is failing no little friend to help ease her pain she fears an aunt and some of her uncles will gladly offer "I told you so" in abundance but she was like anything else a rose in it's due season, now come and gone the pain, in it's timing, is almost more than I can bear both widowed grandmothers bearing ill health dad has leukaemia, the kind you die with and not of (so he and his drs. say) my migraines, with medication, has gone down to severe headaches these "miraculous" pills also lowers my blood pressure, which was already on "the low side of normal" to start who's gonna want to hire me, with the many severe headaches and frequent dizzy spells? who's gonna want to be by my side? those who do not know me may be ignorant enough to think I am being a "drama queen" making up s*** just to seek attention and sympathies from others but how can I "make up" what is the truth; what is already happening in the here and now? Oh how i loathe the ignorance of the "common man" making up anything so he can believe as he wishes as if he has no faults of his own. I have known love, and I have been hated as many hate what they do not know, and refuse to try to understand. and so I must feign love in order to go out and vamp my next victim. as surely as they all have differing pigmentations in their hair, eyes and skin that colouring is much like Beauty it runs only Skin Deep but below that skin deep pigmentation of skin and eyes and hair runs musculature so sleek and fine better than the latest fangled Maserati, Lamborghini or Lincoln... and the Sacred Drink the same Blood Red so Salty... so Sweet... such a perfect treat... who could possibly need more this perfect wine now come.... and I will make you... MINE!!!

12 Feb, 2008

Poem #24

No one is immune to it Illusions may be merging with love And create mulitple lovera But only will love and illusion tell Love and illusions Coincide with each other And make people desire each other Is it for love, s**, or fun? No one knows until the time has come To choose which will take you further than before

27 Jan, 2008

gothemomcr7

can one be swallowed by a lovers grasp? can one fall victim to a love meant to last? can i be the one to be taken in? will i be the chosen to live with your sin? blissfully unaware strewn before a grave you picked up my pieces and held me high and told me i was brave you made me feel together when i always fell apart you made me happy right from the very start i let go for a moment you never left my side i never wanted to love again but you made sure i tried let me ask you something now, do you believe? what you & i can come to achieve if i just hang on and you wait a bit longer we’ll prove everyone wrong and come out even stronger all the other people now they cant see and they want us to fail because none of them can be forget what they say, because none of it’s true you brought me back, when i was blue think of only what we can do you held me up, as i will too you showed me i can love again you made me forget my past because now we’re in something we both know will last so, can i ask one last question? why did you leave me once before and why should i give you another shot when you left me heartbroken at your door

26 Jan, 2008

peom#23

I cant sleep because of to you.at night my thoghts turn to the felling of being in your arms and looking deeply into your eyes.i want to be with youforever and always. DOES THIS POEM STINK? A) yes B)no (leave me a comment and tell me wht you think)

26 Jan, 2008

poem#22

The world is a cold dark place It hardens peoples hearts Making then cold and heartless It fills men's hearts with Pain and suffering Their are theifs who steal An men who beat the ones they love Those who lie and cheat But there are good people They are rare but their hearts are kind They get pursecuted for bing thenselves Good men can do nothing But watch the world destroy itself... No good men can prevail They will struggle to do whats right There is hope that good men will prosper And the wicked die In this cold cold world.

26 Jan, 2008

poem#21

blood is dripping from my head wat do u think i could have said i cannot eat and cannot sleep my body is sinking way down deep as i lay here thinking of crying i sit and wonder am i really dieing my life was cute way to short will my killer have to go to court i see it coming i see the light will i die right here tonight i feel it coming the end is near i didnt even get to have my first beer goodbye to all and to all goodbye as i lay her i just DIE

26 Jan, 2008

poem#20

Look at me and tell me the truth Tell me that I am wrong You and everyone else have pretended I'm something You have pretended for much too long The time is up for your lies You have no alibi So dumb you are for believing in me When I don't even believe in myself You ignored the scars and tears You just averted your eyes Pretending as if they didn't exist Pretending you never heard any of my cries But I am not stupid You don't convince me I hate you for putting your trust in me I can't be there for you Because I can't even be here for myself I can't tell you that I love you When my mind is somewhere else You never loved me and you know it's true Everytime I look at you Mixed emotions come to me You used to somewhat look after me Now you look away You've lost faith in me like everyone else I wish that you never had faith in me... Maybe then it wouldn't hurt so hard to lose you Even though you were never really there I still sometimes felt like you really cared do u like it? Can you feel your heartbeat racing? Can you taste the fear in her sweat? You've done this wrong It's too far gone These sheets tell of regret I admit that I'm just a fool for you I am just a fool for you

26 Jan, 2008

poem#19

The world keeps spinning fast How can we make our lives last? How can we keep it from turning That's something we're still learning. How do we know this isn't just a stop A moment between us and the top? What it there is a life before and after What if never again we hear laughter? Do you believe in heaven and hell, But who are you and me to tell? Do you believe in good and bad, No matter what, it shouldn't make you sad. But what if there's nothing but this Could this be something we should miss? Or is this just the surface And we're looking for the greater purpose. I see my breath in the cold of the air that I breathe And I'm wondering, I'm wondering if it's you that I feel, if it's you that I feel here hounting me forever...

26 Jan, 2008

poem#18

Why do I care for you? Why do I need you? Why do I love you? Why do I smile when your around? Why do I stop crying when your near me? Why do I feel like i'm floating on air when you kiss me? I know! Why I care for you. Because I understand you. Why I need you. Because you need me. Why I love you. Because I truly do. Why I smile when your around. Because I see your happy with me. Why I stop crying when your near me. Because it makes you sad and I hate when your sad. Why I feel like I'm floating on air when you kiss me. Because your my guardian angel.

26 Jan, 2008

poem#17

Please Give Me Your Hands... We`ll Reach To The Other Lands... We`ll Be Free For Ever... We`ll Live Together... There`s Nothin` That Could Stop us... Believe Me, I Could Make You Happy...

26 Jan, 2008

poem#16

In the darkness I lie awake Thinking of you Wanting you I hunger for blood My fangs start to grow My insides ache As I get hungier I go out side In the pale moonlight I feast on the living Then I take the Body to you So your can feast too After your done I lay down and think of you

26 Jan, 2008

poem#15

She came to realize…she was standing alone Her eyes finally saw…the darkness The backstabber…the pretenders She finally saw…the truth behind things She was one of them…she pretended She faked her feelings…just like them She was a doll to them… a puppet A puppet…that couldn’t cut her strings She pretended to be happy Because she was suppose to be happy They couldn’t see her cry…she wouldn’t let them They wouldn’t know she was weak She let them play with her She acted like it didn’t matter She let them take over Because she had nothing left Either way she was alone It was just her…and everything else was fading Running through the rain just to hold you… Walking through the blizzard just to see you… There is nothing in the world I wouldn’t do… There is no amount of pain I wouldn’t suffer through… And all just for you…

26 Jan, 2008

poem#14

Tears are used for many things There are tears of joy Tears of sadness Tears of pain Tears of anger Tears for love Tears for hard ache Tears for hunger Tears of death But never should There be a tear Of loss

26 Jan, 2008

poem#13

She became like the tombstone And I, the cradling soul Her fist a curse to the heavens As the world hath spun below They say its never possible For me to hold such hands A beauty bound by tempered lace But crumbles like the sand, When ere such warmth is brought to thee They’ve yet to understand. She dances like the silhouette Of many a dreams to come And I, the vines along the wall Hath blinded like the sun Her words, her ever crimson lips Shall lightly part with fear Take heed, I mean harm Just this whisper to your ear: When ere such love is brought to thee Then none shall mock it here. She is the lovely rose Amongst the thicket called her past A ship set sailed so long ago And her, cast on the land A lonesome face she fell upon She dare not show her eyes The eyes I wish to kiss so soft Of when they start to cry, And love, I wish so much of us For it’s us, thou shan’t deny. So be as it may, amongst this day, My only valentine.

26 Jan, 2008

poem#12

for i struggle in my sleep desperately waiting for your kiss for every colour that shines from your skin is a tear that i cry when your not sitting beside me your smile brings back a love song your lips that i miss are the perfect kisses in my letters i dreamt that you were by my side as we watched the sunrise go by i said 'I Love You' but like empty words it mourns for meanings i am broken without you ive realised my mistake i let my guard down and i fell in love with you i torture my self to sleep but do you even remember who i am?

26 Jan, 2008

poem#11

Emo poems or the "emotional poems" as some would call it. Cover a wide range of evil and hurt found inside oneselves or the things surrounding a person

25 Jan, 2008

poem#10

I remember last night I remember the cuts I remember taking out the blade I realized it was all over I almost left this world I almost blacked out But I didn't for you But I didn't for you If it wasn't for you I may not be alive I may have given up It's not that hard But for you I didn't For you I stayed alive But you would never know You would never care Because you could never love A broken girl like me It's just not your way But I will always love you I'm the girl u never notice...im the one with the dark aura who is always by herself...im the one who is always crying...im the one who never comes outside unless it's raining, but even then wears a dark hoodie to cover herself...im the one that no one cares about...im the one that no one ever thinks about...im the one everyones given up hope in... im the one who sits in the back of the class...im the one who never raises her hand...im the one who is ALONE

25 Jan, 2008

Sour Sarah

Im Your angel sent from above.. To share all this happiness and love, warmth and comfort i will bring.. Hope and serenity on my wings.. ...These wings wont lead you astray.. I'll be with you each and everyday.. So when you need some extra loving care, know i'll always be there....

25 Jan, 2008

poem#9

There’s a war going on in my mind, it happens all the time I ask myself how can it end, “when will be my time?” I see people all around me giving into the pain,should I give in to the pain or should I take a stand and fight? You know your dreams will never come true,is there even a future out there made for you? How can you fight the enemies when you really don’t know why you are holding on? You think to yourself “who am I , why am I here, where do I belong, do I belong?” As the enemy moves in closer you find there is only three options run away, keep on fighting, or suicide Why is the war in my mind? Why can’t I be excepted for who I am? I don’t even know who I am ,why do you have to give into society? Just to fit in Your told as a kid to think outside the box, how can you think out when society believes are trying to keep you in the box The war in my mind needs to end,the enemy is invading Do I have the strength to fight? Or will I have to surrender and give into my thoughts,which why is for the win? Changing yourself or just giving in You need to decide what to do before it is too late, how can you tell if its to late? Is it too late? I don’t know, I don’t know !

25 Jan, 2008

poem#8

People argue about how it started, and people argue that it is going to end, but what do you think about your emo look? This post is being written due to some arguments going on at some forums where guys were trying to trash everything related to scene. I think I can some up my thoughts with these five words; uniqueness, expression, passion, creativity and imagination. Now for sure some people prefer a traditional look and that suits them, but that is no reason for others to be different. I for one don’t care that having a scene look is gaining popularity and that some people are saying it has lost its meaning. When I walk down the street, or hang out with my mates my style is important as it is a projection of my personality. I am accepting, I love a certain type of music and I love having fun. I also think it is more than just about ‘emo hair‘ or clothes and it is really about having fun. Everyone has their own reasons, show why not let us know about yours?

25 Jan, 2008

poem#7

I sit there and wait for you on my bed. But why, when I know you’re f***ed in the head. You say you care, but I know it’s fake. Why don’t you just tear me up for goodness sake. You say you loved me like you did. But you know in your heart you’re only a f***ing kid. You have taken advantage of me forever and ever. I have figured out, we weren’t meant to be together. The things you said to my face. Mean nothing at the end of the race. Its over, falling into big piles of s***. I tried, I really did, every f***ing bit. My feelings for you will now change. Because I will never ever think of you the same. All you were doing with me. Was playing a small childish game. Its time to get over yourself and realise what’s right. Because you’ll be the one alone at the end of the night. It wont be hard to find someone new. Because I know I can do a whole lot better than you. By Sarah Corvi

25 Jan, 2008

poem#6

You diss I slit my wrist When you cause me pain I slit the left vain You break my heart That’s where it starts When you pretend To care Well how do you dare It’s just not fair So I remain So damn silent See my stain It was very violent I’m just a shadow A part of the past A part that could never last My trickling blood Is dripping fast I hear a thud I just lie and stare I cry And wonder why Why should I be the one to go Oh, because I’m emo… (im not emo its jus a poem)

25 Jan, 2008

poem#5

This mask I wear, she serves me well, she hides my pain, so they can't tell. They see her smile, never my tears, she shows no sorrow, she fights all my fears. They believe she is me, if only they knew, that she is my mask, my saviour too. My scars she hides, behind laughter and lies, she say's she is fine, but slowly she dies. Please tell me what you think. Thanks in advance.

25 Jan, 2008

poem#4

i find it hard at times to stop thinking of you something so simple and yet i can not quit there r times when i can not stop and times when i cant stand to others tell me i dont need you i dont think i can b without i dont want to be without without you that is slowl sinking into depression my smiles turn to frownz that no one can break except you but im starting to think that i been here all along on this hook you got me on i cant escape i cant breathe i think ill die here

25 Jan, 2008

poem#3

today is almost as grim as yesterday i feel absolutely sick i have the feeling of depression sinking me and pounding me into the ground it almost a blure almost a constsnt darkness almost how can you push me to the edge thump me on the forehead causing me to collapse into this abyss forcing me to lose control wile your gaining something in return feeling torn down wore out and beat up and still i sit here almost in a trance looking past you in denial i almost come flying bak almost hav feelings of hope almost always almost never sure of anything just almost

25 Jan, 2008

Who

Who are we living for?? and why????

25 Jan, 2008

peom#2

I think of you Feeling guilty For loving you Days of loneliness Days of sorrow Days of sadness That led to heartache and pain In which I think I may never again recover Feeling ever so pitiful I can’t help myself though I just can’t seem to get over you I utterly hate you And yet I’m hopelessly infatuated with you But I feel like darkness trapped in the dead of light No where to hide But in itself A place where there is no admittance Fear seems to feel like home Love the enemy Am I not worth it? Worth you taking admiration of me It hurts The sight of you in the arms of another Do you do it in spite? Just make me hurt Sometimes I think I might end my time here But then Back to reality I come And back to darkness I return It’s sick How good I feel when I think of death Just to rid myself of you And it’s extremely gruesome How I plan your demise If only you knew My wicked mind is even too much for me at times But the just of it is. . . It is you The one that broke me And it will be you To know how it feels To be stuck here Inside my world With no f***ing way out Wanting to be somewhere else But not being able to move Wanting to feel just the smallest amount of happiness And only feeling unwanted Wanting to be the only one And feeling like the only one left out And in the end It will be me that saves your soul

25 Jan, 2008

peom#1

You rawred at me I look at you you climb in bed I held your hand you smile at me I kiss your hand You fall asleep the night has peaked dare we speak? Glance around Don't make a sound Laugh away these crazy days please don't frown I don't want you down Hold you tight when your full of fright never out of sight you're my light In the spring picnic for two Watching the sky so blue clouds pass bye let us never die See you walking laughing and talking didn't think it real life can make things a wonderful meal sometimes things seem so wrong but that doesn't last long just give me a hug ill give your hand a tug its cute when you pout you put a plane in my coat Made my day please don't go away Ill always be here just take a peer here in my hood feeling pretty good when your feeling dim just find me i hope i can make you grin

25 Jan, 2008

Tell Me Why???

what is love??? Is it giving someone your life,or jus a word saying you like someone alot? Most people say it but dont mean it and thats what gets people mad all the time thats why you see people on Jerry Springer fighting all the time when deep down they know they dont lov each other they jus want their spotlight and the worst part of it is knowing that no one cares they jus laugh all the time and the worst thing is no one blames them.......Get it???

20 Jan, 2008

Bisexual

Im am not strange girl I jus dont like guys as much. I was never bis**ual until I got drunk at a party LOL B