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Welcome
to the Poetry Exhibit!
Here you will find featured work weekly done
by our residents.
Featured Poems:
Another Chance, Same Ending
Last night I dreamed you came back to me
From Heaven or Hell, you were set free
My little brother back from the dead
For only one dream, inside my head
To say the things I meant to say
To hug you in our familliar way
To ask you if you were up above
and if you looked down upon us with love
You answered no to both of these
You couldn't see the forest for the trees
With no idea how you came back
We went to the kitchen to get a snack
With Mom and Dad asleep on the couch
Wanting hot chocolate you took a pouch
I asked you then is it safe for you
To be with us your whole life through
The answer came as half a joke
Then all of a sudden you began to choke
Screaming for mom to open her eyes
Please save my brother, don't let him die!
Over and over I screamed for aid
But it was too late, the decision was made
I see it now so very clear
No matter what i did, you weren't meant to be here
When I opened my eyes from that fateful dream
All I could do was continue to scream
And reach out blindly for what i had lost
To beg to trade places, no matter the cost
I know in my heart I could do no more
Yet I can't help the tears that continue to pour
Out of my soul, my heart and my eyes
Does it ever get better when your loved one dies?
So now I bid you a final farewell
To be reunited, only time will tell
Know that I love you as I say goodbye
I await your hug on the day that I die. by
eviltera |
Hunger for numbing I turned to drugs
Turning psychotic
Lost in narcotics
Thrown into this daze
Like I'm lost in a maze
Once saying I will never be phased
Now I'm fucking crazed
My sense of paranoia HEIGHTENED
Fuck paranoia
I'm just straight up FRIGHTENED
Trying to stop the crying
I'm pryinging
Deeper
Searching for a solution
Attempting to clear all this inner pollution
Getting high releasing smoke with a sigh
Small pills for cheap thrills
Snorting that powder making me shout LOUDER
In pain
In shame
Stuck in this rain
Trying to win this game
Shit is not going my way
But I'm here to stay
Should I pray?
Cause the pain just won't go away
This is the test
I will never rest
I must do my best
Sorry, I just had to get this off my chest
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by
rottenpeices |
Silent yet violent
Pain may turn me into a killer
I ain't an actor in some fucking thriller
Cause I can be a real manic maniac in panic
Not satanic
Its just my mind in this chaotic state
It can't be fate
Maybe time can just rewind
Before I got tied up in this bind
To the days when I shined
Its a race to embrace a simple smile
The hurt cannot be final
But I may revert back to being primal
As I waste
Bashing your face
Trying to taste the rush of life
I'll pick up a knife
Beat you like a wife beaten by a drunk
I've sunk
Now I'm just a crazy punk with nothing to lose and I've had to much booze
My mind musta gone on a cruise
Bon Boyage with a barrage of these fits swinging fists blindly in a fury
My sight gets blurry
But my anger gets clear
Its no longer fear I express in this poem
But hate that never breaks
Hate for every smile I dont own
Envy for the love I've never known
Will I be shown the way of life
Or must I do it all on my own
My exsistence requires persistance
The battle cannot be won
If I'm the only one fighting these thoughts
Just trying to be at peace and not be a beast
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by
rottenpeices |
Mirror
©2005
Mirror, mirror on the wall
I see you, seeing me
Your pain is my pain
Watch me bleed
See the blade
See the crimson lines
I'll cut him away
As you do the same
In this room I stand
Looking at you
Looking back at me
Sadness in our eyes
You watch me climb into the water
ou follow me
Blade in hand I see
Water so cold
I cut you
As you cut me
Mirror, mirror on the wall
I see you, seeing me
by
twsted_beauty |
| Last Day on Earth
a hand caught in a flutter cross cold eyes
ringed with sleepless nights.dark and weary
turning circles in the sands of time,as
the mind begins to wander
striving to lose itself,.lose herself.lose anyone else?.
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she sits with her back to the white wash walls,
fingers counting out her days,.
counting pennies. which one is lucky out of a hundred?
pinstripe red lines her arms in rememberance
rememberance of the bitter days.
the days of powder and masks.
of carnivals and lies.
she remembers.
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a sudden blow knocked her head forward,a splatter of blood.
thats how hard the memory was.
a carousel of shattered dreams,hung out to dry
in the rain,.
a silence so clear it sliced through glass,.[leaving a perfect split down
the centre].
a vision as vivid as the veins of a strangled arm,.
and her face thins,features shrink back into the skull which gave her form.
back as she drew from an outer source.
she did this once.
she did it twice.
she did it till she overstayed her welcome.
wasted her flesh,crumbled up her paper heart
and watched it burn away with her sanity.
a smoldering gap,vacant and laughing,.
teeth curling inward like wax,clawing at the very soul
clawing at the space she stepped out of
and left behind.
all the glamour she sought,
the long nights and puzzel peice belonging,.
the occassional glance,and the disjointed sentence structures,.
that appealed until they consumed.
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how far was it from Now?
how very different,but so easily accessible.
nudged behind cutains,build walls around it..
it will always linger
climbing up and down her spine at the mere mention
at the mere trace of the days.
those days when the world went mad...
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Now.[she cringes as the words walk wonders]
a child,caught on hooks,held back and up
just to have a look.
the cookie jar is empty,the prostethetics clinging
and the mangled flesh hanging.
promise me,
promise her
a happy ending,even if its sad.
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~sQueeky
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jackietheripper |
