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Posted 4 month(s) ago by hannahmariestegall
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Kiss the tears upon my cheeks Whisper your love into me Let us dance in teh rain Pour out everything My love you are such a beut I would do anything for you Your eyes pierce my heart Looking unto the terrible dark You say you want to know my soul I fear the worst For i will never be whole I love you yes for all to see But how can someone Ever love me?
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Posted 4 month(s) ago by hannahmariestegall
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That one moment you breakdown crying. Wanting to call him and beg him back with everything you have. The one moment you would call yourself a fool just to get his love. The moment you would give up everything you had. The moment when you would go back to square one to heal just to hear his voice. The moment you wish you could go back and tell him that you would do anything to be his forever. The moment when you dont want to fake a smile. The moment when you want to scream out his name. The m...
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Posted 4 month(s) ago by hannahmariestegall
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Torn in pieces Burned to dust. Feeling worthless, Im such a fuss. Dont try and comfort me. I cant be helped Im a broken doll. Who will never be held. You love me, I just laugh. I cant be loved. Not in this life.
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Posted 1 year(s) ago by Sydnei94
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These eyes tell no lies. My heart speaks the truth. It hurts. Bad. Sometimes so bad it seems . . unbearable. It's too much to deal with like being stabbed a million times, each wound becoming a scar, each scar a memory, these memories too painful. I don't see how anyone can take it. I don't know how I will make it. How can someone deal with the pain of all these memories? ...
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Posted 1 year(s) ago by Sydnei94
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Hands on my thighs, telling me lies. Eyes full of lust, betraying my trust. Whispers in my ear, filling me with fear, the hands start to creep and my eyes fill with tears. You lay me down. My clothes come off. Touches so gentle, caresses so soft. Cold and scared, I feel your lips, down my body, below my hips. Your hands feel me up and I feel your kiss taking away my joy and bliss. But then you stop, and our eyes met. The look on your face I will never forget. You pulled me close and you cl...
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Posted 1 year(s) ago by Sydnei94
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i know the pain you feel, wishing you could deal. i know what you're going thru, cuz i been thru it too. you feel so alone, so far away from home. the feeling of despair, like nobody cares. you wanna run and hide and stay away from the world. it's like when people look at you, they know what you been thru, like they know your secret. there's no way you can keep it. you may come off as strong and happy, ...
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Posted 1 year(s) ago by Ming
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hey peoples been a while, since I've been on the pwp website thought I'd post a first draft of my book of poetry for survivors. if you've read the poems already just skip to the next one. all opinions on the poems would be appreciated POETRY BY MING REFIN The dreams I have are frightful Some dreams I’ve had before But never would I wish them Upon my enemies door What I want is ...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Ming
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I was that girl who wore the handme down dress the handme down jumper the handme down shoes But not the blues, they were my own. I was the girl who had no friends who could never smile other studnts did revile that poor little hand me down girl I was so quiet, I never seemed to fit. Not one little bit. My dress it was baggy My hair messy and shaggy other students prodded and poked they laughed and joked at that poor little hand me down g...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Ming
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I hate his hands so subtle and gentle The fingers long and tapered Thick, strong with large palms. Taller than I Wod shavings and cigars That smile, his hands control mine My heart did tear No-one could repair The damage he had done. They told me it was a lie their accusing stare It was to much to bear They knew the truth and turned I swear, no lie, they did deny. They did not want to admit on the truth they did sit His damag...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by araceli3912
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Painted smile Painted smile on my plastic face I show no emotions i am a disgrace i wanna shout it out but i am too afraid of the consequenses of my never ending rage it simply gets buried down my stomach taste the bitter after taste physically and emotionally drained but my act pleases everyone treat me like garbage as you please for i am nothing... i deserve nothing great only anger, and hate kill me with...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by wichkid
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My cousin is a singer in Nashville. She co wrote this song with a friend. When I listened to it I was astounded by thier insite. This song is beautiful, but it will make you cry. Just a warning. I hope you all like it. This is Pamela K. Ward singing "I PRETENDED". http://www.reverbnation.com/widgets/swf/18/facebook_widget.swf " height="460" width="460" align="top" bgcolor="#ffffff" loop="false" wmode="opaque" quality="best" allowScriptAccess="always" allowNetworking="all" allowFullScreen...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by NobodyKnows
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The song in her heart plays with a broken melody because her heart knows the story she cannot yet see. She dances in circles as this song of hers plays, and the outsiders watching wonder what the missing chords say. She quiets her mind as she breathes out her song, lost as she twirls the words that write the story behind the notes that are wrong.
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by SarahElizabeth
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With tingling hands Blood throbbing through her veins With limited breath She felt utter pain Held down to the floor Hair violently pulled back She went to her own world Never to come back I feel lost.. so very lost.. I am alone and scared..
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by NobodyKnows
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She skips and she twirls through feilds of flowers smelling their sweet fragrance for hours and hours The braids in her hair are woven with love and she wonders about the clouds floating above She dances with the wind, following it's song until she has been spinning in circles way too long She falls with laughter and turns her eyes toward heaven An innocent child of only seven Lost in the joy of her own little ...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Narask
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I sit in the corner, Bleeding and bruised, scared and fatigued. but alive. Will you Kill me? As I am broken and weak, just to stop the bleeding? Just to stop the pain? The moon is still high in the sky, and there is a long night to come. I will fight on I will not back down. I will not fall. No matter the pain, No matter the blood. I've stared death in the eye, so come into the ring. Fight me, cause i will not give in, I will not ...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Narask
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I will raise my head high today Hold my chin up, Regardless of the pain I will raise my fist in protest Regardless of the bleeding For today I’m done Done with the shit The Darkness will consume But I will not fall again I will put out my hand For those willing to accept it I will watch the sunrise, No matter how dark the night may be For those who are falling Save your breath For this life is far from over And at the end of it all Eve...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Narask
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I touch the cold steel against my skin The razor sharp blade giving me a sense of control I think about it taking the blade and twirling it in my fingers Think about breaking everything I have worked so hard to stop It’s an addiction To its very core A cold tear slides down my face I want to feel deaths embrace I know this will pass Like it always does But it will come back Like it always has The dead haunt me In my sleep I want to join them ...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Narask
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My Heart is a Bloddy Fist Knuckles Scared and torn and worn to the bone. My Heart is a Teddy bear Welcoming and caring and soft as a pillow My Heart is a Chunck of Granite Hard and Unrelenting but breakable with the right tool My Heart is a Snowy morning beautiful when your inside vicious when your outside My heart is Black Cold and Dark but beautiful in the right light My heart is a young boy cryi...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Narask
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The empty eyes, The hollow stares. Never confronting, Nothing there. The passing shadows, seem to consume. The little laughs and hatred bloom. i did nothing to all of them. Simple choice for them to hate. They keep pushing I get close to snapping i grab my blade, and take it out on myself But that way is no more I've moved on. I'm still tired of...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by SarahElizabeth
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by UnforgivingLove
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Violence in my world? There`s no such thing. Hatred in my world? There`s no such thing. Only peace and kindness. But that`s only a dream. There`s no such thing. You thought you could hide. You thought that by saying nothing I would never figure it out. I`m not that ignorant. I had my suspicions, I was just too dumb to believe it. When I asked, You just pushed it away. Flat out denied it. You think that I wouldn`t find out? I`m not that little girl Hi...
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Posted 2 year(s) ago by Ducttapedrose
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Twisted Lies twisted Words surround Things moving Thoughts gone Nothing matters All is pain Bodies twisting Limbs surround Things moving Thoughts gone Nothing matters All is pain Lives twisting Death surrounds Lips moving Words gone Nothing matters All is pain Cant speak Can't think Can't move Can't breathe Pain surrounds Lies for truth Sleep Rest Death Hope N...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by weasel16
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Follow the chain of broken hearts Back to the first piece that had broken off The first step to a neverending road Was the path I unknowingnly chose That soon would turn and twist your mind With secrets and thoughts of every kind This love you give I don't deserve I've blinded you from what I give in return Follow the trail of tears no cried For words you said, and truths I hide Holes, that would swallow you with one foot in And no place for shelterf rom ic...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by jannehelen
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Here's a poem I wrote in 2001 and shared online... I just wished someone had asked more deeper at that point and helped me got out of this shit I am going through right now at an earlier point... If anyone of you feel like this talk and feel free to contact me, because I know exactly how you feel! Hugs! True Pain I haven’t experienced war I haven’t seen anyone die But I have experienced to get beaten, Spit on, looked up, sexually abused I have...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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This was the final poem written. It was a reflection on my life and those around me and my observations, how we all wear a "mask" and how we hide behind it. Fear of judgement Makes us hide Hide behind a mask Of lies and deceit. Showing only what we want Opening the doors to few Shutting most out Keeping us to ourselves. Out of self-preservation This mask shows nothing The cold emotionless face Hiding anguish hurt and pain. ...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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This was a poem written during some issues with me mentally, written about my boyfriend... And it mentions his name... it's the first time I've done that on here! congrats to me Held close Wrapped tight Your arms warm against me Finally I feel home With you I am safe Worries of the day banished The cold wind runs screaming Till I sleep peacefully Without you I would be lost Lost in a world of hatred Melting my icy c...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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Another personal poem.. It’s time to leave You may not agree I have made my choice And you made yours I’m moving out With him I can be me You’ll realize one day How much I meant to you I see you’re mad, But so am I Calling me names Carved the path out the door To a new life I go A happy less stressed one I hope you’re included But that’s up to you You are the cause o...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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So the final handful of poems from my assignment... This one is the sonnet... It's a piece of crap. It's so heavily structured that it's hard to write. 10 sylables per line.. only 14 lines, with a certain rhyming structure as well... here goes Lines of men, marching off to fight the fight. Mothers, sisters, wives all watch as they cry Boys marching, but have not seen the real light Of where they march to will cause them to die. With...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by jannehelen
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How should I manage to change my thoughts When it is all the sickness that all the time shows up How should I handle life now It is only braking down Where are all those who where at my side They who said they believed have all forgotten me How should I handle life now It is only braking down I can’t help it that all the bad all the time is annoying me and pushes out of me How should I hand...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by jannehelen
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This garbage I carry with me everywhere I go I can't run away anymore It's cleanup time See the head doctor about my problems Take my brother to court for sexual abuse Be a mother for my son that came along amongst all the troublesome life I've been living this far I wish I had a stand in like Dusty Take a break from life then just walk right back in when I'm ready But real life don't work like that You can't unl...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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So this assignment we had to do a personification. For those who don't know what personification is, it's where you take an inanimate object (like a chair, or a desk) and describe it, but using human characteristics. Like the computer monitor stared back with it's one glowing eye, watching my every move around the room. Silently stalking me waiting to draw me back in. That sort of thing. I chose to do a bed. Doubt it's triggering but since it is about a bed some might be....
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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Probably triggering, I know writting it I was nearly triggered... so warning you guys now, it deals with a lot of issues... and yes it's part of the assignment... Tell me I’m pretty But only if you mean it I’ve been lied to enough I don’t need anymore Without love I’m an empty shell Floating along in life A faade of a happy life Smouldering with rage Rage at the nay-sayers The haters, the pretty ones T...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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So we had to choose a sport we find difficult and write a poem on it. I chose skeleton, those who don't know it... Think luge/bobsled but you got face/head first instead of feet/butt first.... Headfirst, Over 100 km/h Split seconds The deciding factor A track solely of ice Insane twists and turns Moving down the hill In the blink of an eye Between you and the track A small metal and fibreglass sled Inches off the g...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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Doubt this to be a trigger, but may bring up memories some don't want to remember about being treated like an adult before you were even a child... part of the assignment Comfort A luxury A right Something I can’t have Always busy No time to relax Only work Never fun Cook, clean, look after No time for me Always on the go With a million things undone More responsibility than i should Since I can reme...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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For those of you who don't know what hyperbole is, it's the act of exaduration in writing. Like that person weighed as much as an elephant would be a hyperbole. This could be a triggering poem so please be warned. Again part of the assignment I've been talking about. Love, Thousands of smiles Millions of daggers Aimed at the heart. Causing destruction everywhere it goes Relationships turning sour People turning to animals S...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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Could trigger not sure... again part of my assignment To my mother, The one who gave me life, Carried me for nine months. Just to choose another. We took him in, because that’s how we are. Gave him food and shelter And the love he so craved. It seemed a great arrangement, I’d known him since we were young To let him in seemed so right, But now i’ve seen the lights You chose him over me. Your f...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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Again, this could trigger and is part of my assignment for class.. Beauty, the double edge sword One side soft kind and accepting The other dipped in poison Read to strike The snake in the grass Waiting for the perfect chance To sink it’s teeth in deep And inject the lethal venom Brainwashed to their ideals The right hair, weight, everything The goal is perfection Yet impossible to ever reach A whi...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Violet
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Ok first warning... THIS MAY TRIGGER SELF-HARMERS could trigger others I don't know. It's fairly graphic and is part of a larger assignment I'm handing in in a week for my creative writing class. Poised, waiting Above milky white skin, Awaiting that first contact, The delicious pain and release. The sharpened end glitters Light reflecting off polished metal As if welcoming you into the abyss Waiting for you to make the firs...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by jannehelen
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If you were to be mine you have to be strong enough To stand beside me If you were to be mine you have to be strong enough To belive what I have to say If you were to be mine you have to be strong enough To handle the truth about my life If you were to be mine you have to be strong enough To be there forever If you were to be mine you have ...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by jannehelen
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I am just lying there... I'm turning so he easier gets the clothes off I refuse to do it myself his own dirty job I don't want him to do it... Sometimes the nice clothes get torn apart Gifts from family and friends He is touching me, but I can't feel it because I refuse to feel for it I don't want to feel it. I am just lying there. When he leaves he says the most unforgiving bad words "s...
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Posted 3 year(s) ago by Ducttapedrose
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I wrote this a few months ago. It's more traditional than most of my poetry. (I generally write stories, not poems, and when I do write poems, they're almost never rhyming. I have been beaten. I have been bruised. I have been choked. I have been screwed. I have run. I have hid. I tried to escape. From what you did. But no matter how far I run. How much I hide. I can't forget. The day I died. You murdered me, Though I lived on....
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