#21 Original Poster (OP)
A GIRL UNFREE
I have always hoped that
I can personally do something
For someone in the out side
When you have something
You always hope to do
It is so amazing that no one else can understand it
I know that i cant
I know that i am just a girl unfree
But i still hope to do it
Because i am only a girl unfree
Because i know i cant do it
All the more i feel like doing it
You just need to know
There is such a girl unfree it
You just need to know
There is a poor girl unfree
Then it is enough
You just need to know
There is a girl unfree
Who watches you from a far
It just that
My heart which doesnt belong to anyone
I was going to give my heart to you
You just need to do that
You have never given your heart to you
Eventually i began to hate you
So, I wanted to end it
But since i have been so bothered by it
I feel that there is one thing
I have not dont
I have never personally do for you
I cant let go
#22 Original Poster (OP)
DISAPPEAR TO THE SEA
The turbulent love
Has fade away with the wind
Like the stars and the moon
It has dropped in to the mountains
Even the one thousand years of love
It is as if being carved on the morning dew
Though it is beautiful
It will eventually disappear
I am standing i the sky that has no limits
Looking at the sea
My heart follow the sunset
Flowing in to the deep sea and disappear
#23 Original Poster (OP)
death’s stench filled the air
it beckoned my attention
a bone man stood before me
his massive black cape
ragged and heavier than he
from his face dangled a mouse
another clung to his ear
with a curled nail
he motioned for me
the odor of decay grew stronger
I was under his cloak
dim visions of photos pinned inside
filled my eyes with horror
a collage of others
terror marked their faces
in the silence of fear
under darkness of cloth
a flash of light filled my space
the photo newly pinned was me
I reached for it
but my fingers couldn’t grasp
#24 Original Poster (OP)
How’d they do it?
Can they do it?
Blood is dripping
Eyes are crying
How can they do this?
Have they got a heart?
There she is
On the floor
Why’d they slice her?
She’s in shock
Can you help me?
What she gonna do
Lifeless…helpless, a mess
You can’t help her
You just sat and watched.
What’s this world come to?
Where’s the others?
One’s escaped out the backdoor
Another hidden under his bed eyes peaking out
The youngest clung to her teddy bear wishing they’d just leave.
Her wish has come true
They take what they want
They leave the house
The families reunited
Crying, dirty they wipe their eyes
They crawl up the stairs
Sleep tight everything will be alright
By the end of the night everything will be alright.
#25 Original Poster (OP)
Your faces pour before me in an
apocalyptic wave of faded
cellophane trapped images,
those timeless stares
all that remains before me.
I find my fingers restless
with the urge to sift through
the dirt and carry your
old and loosely fleshed corpses
out of your houses
and stare past the sewed
And to your numerous faces,
some lost forever,
I cry out, begging for
a single hint of death
a warning of the blackened
But your voices only echo back
saying that I fear death as
surely as I must have feared life,
drawing that first, harsh, breath
into my lungs.
at the change.
#26 Original Poster (OP)
The Last Step
She climbed onto the roof, in the middle of the night,
Her body chilled by the winds harsh frosty bite.
A million things through her head at once,
Seventeen already with two sons.
She almost slipped on a broken tile,
She laughed, face spread with a sickly smile.
She stood on the roof staring at the city lights,
A tear she wept as she remembered the fights.
Was this worth the bother?
Her life hung in the balance.
The man she loved had left her,
She thought him to be gallant.
She stood on the edge the wind rushing through her,
Everything including her life turned to a blur.
Her arms wide open, she took her last step,
Her very final step had her plummeting to death.
In her last few moments, she quickly closed her eyes,
Remembering her lover and all of his evil lies.
She hit the ground, her troubles left behind,
She could've found love, the right man she needed to find.
If only she had given it, one more day,
Perhaps she would've realised, this wasn't the right way.
#27 Original Poster (OP)
Last night there was an accident on Highway 505,
I didn't think much of it, if people survived.
It was two k's and ten streets from my place,
A hellish accident on a highway rat race.
It happened in the silence, the dead of the night,
Busting glass, crushing metal, woke me up with a fright.
I went to the window, sirens in the distance,
Walked back to bed was asleep in an instant.
I tossed and I turned, disturbed by bad dreams,
Dreams of that accident, of horrific scenes.
Woke early next morning, my stomach a tight knot,
Why did that accident mean such a lot?
A bad feeling came from that terrible dream,
I was haunted by one truly terrible scene.
My mind was tormented, confused, a real mess,
My mother called me in tears, in distress.
That bad scene played again in my head.
Jason It's your father...
#28 Original Poster (OP)
Lost in darkness
Like a silhouette
Have no idea where to go
Screaming due to the numbness made
Finally all it made me hollow
Paranoid feelings made me weird
Strangers passing glancing at me
People I know are just evading me
Yet I couldn't find what was wrong
Doctors holding me tightly
It feels like someone's deceiving me
Was it you who made me this?
Or is it just a paranoia?
Are you blind or am I blind?
Why can't you see things that I can see?
Now I rest in peace
Yet the truth is uncoverd
I know it's out there
Waiting for someone to reveal the truth
The world will change
People will kill, people will die
The world will look like hell
Justice will come when truth reveals
#29 Original Poster (OP)
who are you?
i see you in the shadows,
everywhere i go,
i catch the reflection in your eyes,
then i start to slow,
i call out "who are you?",
but you don't answer back,
so i just keep on walking,
but someone hits me...smack!
I drift lifelessly in and out of this frightening reverie,
i hope that i don't die tonight,
or that someone remembers me,
so they can come and get me,
i try to scream,
but all's i can say is "who are you? who are you? wh-"
it was all a dream.
#30 Original Poster (OP)
The Cup goes Clink
The Cup goes clink
As I drop in my change
And make my apologies
That it isn't more.
Something worth while,
And a little piece of happy
To get you off that dirty
But all I have is 2.31
Not even enough
To put you on the train
So you can ride around for a Day
Might not be fun
But it gets you out of the rain.
How sorry I feel
That I need to keep
The Ten in my wallet
For Rent on the 'morrow.
How weak I feel
For not meeting your eyes
When you ask if I've got a five
You can borrow.
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