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I WonderWill I ever tell you, I wonder,
How you make me feel?
It's doubtful at best
For I don't even know
Who you are
I may have clues
But do I really want to know?
Yes, of course I do
Just the thought of you
Passing through my mind
Fills my heart with joy
I want to dance with you
Sing with you
Let you in my heart
And hope you want the same
But I'm not sure
If I have the courage
To tell you
Or even figure out who you are

NightmaresI don't want to fall asleep
I can't bare to close my eyes
I can't stand what's inside my head
Be it made of truth or lies

'Cause when I fall asleep
The nightmares take place
The worst things I can imagine
Scarier than any screaming face

In my dreams
I see you there
But you're hurting me on purpose
And you don't seem to care

I see you with other girls
And you look so happy
And I'm stood there screaming
Telling you it should be me

But you're not listening
You're too busy having fun
I can't get away from what I'm seeing
No matter how much I try to run

I'm seeing you with girlfriends
I've never even heard of
Telling them the

Hopeless BlissI've known all along
But hidden it deep inside
Now I'm going to let it out
And you're going to hide

I don't know if it's clever
To show every scar
I should trust my head
But I'm going with my heart

When you brush against my skin
The only thing I want to do
Is feel your warmth
And hold on to you

When we touch
I still see that spark in your eyes
If you see it too
It wouldn't be a surprise

The next time we kiss
It's going to mean more
It's going to give you shivers
That reach every single pore

I'll wrap my arms around you
And show you what I've hidden for so long
My kiss will show this hidden world
That I live in when I'm

LonelyA shy little girl
all on her own
starting a new life
yet still alone:

Things were going
to be different
things were going
to change:

But she still
sits in her dorm
no more than
a two word exchange:

Food always tastes better
when with friends
sometimes she sits
there and pretends:

A safe haven to learn
she thought she'd call home
has turned into a hell
with no one to know:

She though she
could be visible
everyone here
could see:

but things never
are what they seem
and she will never
have a happy ending:--

I'll Make My Own WayBiting my lips until they bleed
Because there's no one here to kiss them
Sat in the dark because no one needs me with them
Trapped in a cold, dark padded cell
It's meant to be a refuge but it feels like hell
I need the key but I don't even know if there is one

You said it would be easier than this
I don't deserve any of this
Please can someone take me far away from this
Before there's nothing left of me

Because it's just me now
No one else to hold me tight
I'll sing the lullabies to myself
To help me get through the night
And if someone else comes along
To take me out of this place
I'll welcome them with open arms
And a smile

WeirdThe alarm clock tells you loud and clear
It's time to get your act together, dear
So force yourself to get out of bed
Forget what all those people said

Now's the time to change your routine
Of spending all day with the laptop screen
It's time to dress up like you used to
It's time to be the brand new you

So wipe all those silly tears away
Because we're living for today
The past is long gone, it's time for change
So dress how you want, no matter how strange

And wear whatever makeup you want
You're brave enough to do what the haters can't
As long as it makes you feel good about yourself
Then what is it to do with anyone else?

Sh

Love is gonna save usLove is gonna save us
Love is gonna kill us
Love is gonna heal us
Love is gonna break us
Love is gonna lead us
Love is gonna stop us
Love is gonna wake us
Love is gonna take us
Love is gonna love us
Love is gonna hate us

Would you like to know some more?
Go on and fall in love
Love is gonna show you all

Shattered Dreams (3/18/12)Shattered dreams,
Silent screams,
Tear stained eyes on a lifeless pillow.

Tethered hearts,
Brightened sparks,
Gentle kisses on a dark summer's night.

Infringed notions,
Masked emotions,
These thoughts are hard to hide.

Desperately waiting,
Constantly anticipating,
The dreams I had in mind.

Barley hanging,
Mentally cascading,
Why's it everyone's turn, but mine?

Unconditional loveWill you love me when I no longer have arms to cradle you in?

Or when I no longer have lips to kiss you?

When my heart stops beating and my lungs begin to empty

Will you shed a tear for me?

Will you love me when I no longer have eyes to see you with?

Or when I no longer have ears to hear you cry?

When my mouth refuses to utter as single word, and I can't say I love you

Will you still know that I do?

Will you love me on the rainy day when I rest in peace?

Or in the proceeding future where I am no longer there?

Will you move on and find someone else to love?

Will you know that I am content with that?

ScarsThe mind forgets
But the heart remembers
The criss-crossing scars
Show like stars
The streaming tears
And haunting fears
Flowing pain
Of the slain
The cries of those
Who never screamed
Praying for life
Without a sound
The pleas for help
Never heard
The wishes that chance
Never granted
The pain might dull
And the mind forget
But the heart
Will always remember

I'm Tired of Being FakeI'm tired of all this,
Pretending to be happy,
Hiding that zombie I know is me.
Please,
Can someone tell me when I can be me?
That cold and uncaring human you all despise…

Don't look at me as though I'm dead,
It's more like I'm numb.
Only few emotions rule my being,
However my loyalty is king.
Gain it and you'll have me.
I can also feel shallow waves of love,
Small butterflies flutter in my heart.
Should someone gain this love;
They should be a god amongst mortals.

I'm tired of all this though.
The fake smiles and mechanical laughter;
I desp

EmilieEmilie sits upon the shelf
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and waits for her time to come
Until her loneliness stops

She waits and waits, full of false hope
That someone will come take her home
But when all the other dolls have been bought
She wonders why she's still alone

She spends her time thinking about
Her imaginary faults
Assuming that she's ugly because
Why else has she not been sold?

And to this day, she's wanted to say
Why am I the only doll that's still here?
She's fed up of loneliness, fed up of waiting
For something she once had that disappeared

Emilie sits upon the shelf
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and wai

SilenceSilence.

A language that everyone speaks.
       But one that we are not able to hear.

A place where emotions and abandonment meet.
       Of which we are forced to confront our buried fears.

There are no more lessons that the agents of society can teach.
       An infinite amount of words expressed through a solitary tear.

People dish out advice but never practise what they preach.
       A language with the same traits as a hopeful prayer.

A society where people judge others, as they sit back i

They say love is unconditionalThey say love is unconditional,
A family's love,
The love of a soul mate,
The love for a dear animal.
But love is only unconditional
If trust and hope stand together side by side.
If they are together,
The love will last forever.
But if I cannot trust,
And I cannot feel hope,
The love is doomed.

RevisionBeauty comes
three times over.
Once from the soul,
second from the heart,
third from the mind,
and this we call revision.

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by ~Lady---Vengeance, Sep 30, 2012, 11:09:24 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

I'd much rather cry for you
'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
And music helps you through
If these words come to help me cope
Then they can help you too

Your Storyby ~Lady---Vengeance

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Traditional Fixed Forms

Written at 2:44am last night whilst listening to Emilie Autumn's album 'Fight Like A Girl'.

love 8 8

joy 4 4

wow 1 1

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

neutral 1 1

~theheek 6 days ago Professional Traditional Artist

awsomeness

~Lady---Vengeance 5 days ago Hobbyist Photographer

Thank you

~theheek 5 days ago Professional Traditional Artist

u are welcome

=kushamisaru Apr 26, 2013

Just thought you should know I'm nominating this for a DD

~Lady---Vengeance Apr 28, 2013 Hobbyist Photographer

Thank you so much!

*prettyflour Feb 9, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Hey there,

Prettyflour here on behalf of

with the critique you requested. Sorry for the delay, we have so many poems to critique and are getting to each deviation as quickly as we can!

You had me hooked with the first stanza. You started out with strong emotion and easy words. I had to keep reading! Then the third stanza made me feel something- something familiar- you managed to pull me in further with just a few words that really say so much.

On the whole, I think many readers will find this very relatable. I think the ending was done quite nicely, it gave a little hope to the end which made me smile. Thank you for that. Otherwise, I really have no constructive criticism for you. I think you've done so well writing this. You should be really proud!

I hope you found this helpful. Thank you and have a great day!

!TheLunarDragon Feb 5, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

This Critique is on behalf of

5/5 All around.

This poem is Phenomenal. My critique will have to be brief because I can find no fault with it. You nailed it, emotionally, spiritually, and metaphorically. This is definitely going to be one of my legitimate favorite pieces of poetry that I have read in my time as one of the resident critique writers for the group. This poem stood out for me, I was pleasantly surprised while reading it. I do suggest entering this piece into some sort of poetry competition, I honestly think it would do quite well. I look forward to seeing more from you in the future! Keep it up!

~shehrozeameen Jan 31, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I am here on behalf of #PoeticalCondition to provide my critique:

Simply put, Wow... You're a good photographer, but this work was actually a breath of fresh air to me... I'm quite impressed.

I was reading this while listening to "Funeral Song" by The Rasmus... so the lines:

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

struck a chord. A definitive chord, no less... The poem as a whole, is a bleeding heart poem that makes me glad to read.

I wasn't expecting your poems to be this good, to be quite honest. This is a very well metered ballad. Not exactly in the strict sense of the word, but I'm not an authoritarian - its the theme and the flow that matters most in any poem, that's the realization that I have reached. Hence, I'll spare the formalities about ballad format and posture and thus, treat it as a good well written poem...

best concluded by your own words of your story:

A picture speaks a thousand words
And music helps you through
If these words come to help me cope
Then they can help you too

~VoltaliatheMajestic Jan 8, 2013 Student General Artist

By the way, might I use this for something? I promise to give credit afterwards.

~Lady---Vengeance Jan 9, 2013 Hobbyist Photographer

Sure, as long as you credit me and send me the link so I can see

Can I ask what you're gonna use it for?

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