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Believe

by: Terris Burrison

My heart is weak, My soul is deep with words I can speak

But would you listen, understand or even believe?

So, I prefer to show you in actions, take you through a journey of my thoughts

Sowhen words are spoken, then walls are broken

And you believe in my love

Because my heart is weak, my soul is deep with words I can speak

Do you believe?

Forever Stagnant in Our Minds

by: Rosanna

Like an apple that has fallen from the tree,

My soul is rotting and I've taken you down with me

Deep in the emotions of my misery

are the feelings that cannot ever seem to be set free

You could say others have had it worse than me

But until you take a few steps in the worn out path of my misery

With the burdens I've carried, only then can you unravel my mystery.

If only to stumble on shards of glass,

only then to empathize the pain that I stash.

The scars always there never to vanish,

Never to be repaired,

The physical pain may have vanquished

But the emotional pain will always lay stagnant in our mind,

Always to remind us of our broken home.

The pain we endured through our childhood

Made permanent cracks in the building blocks of our foundation.

Leaving the ones who've moved into our life

To mend the cracks with their love

To feel, sometimes, the bitterness that was left behind

Forever in our minds.

Daddy Issues

By: Slayter Almighty

(Free verse, kinda Slam poetry hope you like please leave reviews!)

Dearest Father,
I grew up learning that you were the good guy, a super hero even!
But no matter how many times I told them on the play ground they still laughed at me
I was told that holding your arm while walking down the aisle would be so great
it's kinda ironic though seeing as you weren't even there to help me learn to walk
They always say that your childhood memories are some of the best. Remember all the ones we made together
Like the time you stood me up at the girl scout father- daughter dance or how on my birthday you didn't show up even though you promised
"I really promise this time Mogly I've changed"
But what's a rose by any other name it will still reek of disappointment
Father dearest I've seem to be branded with "daddy issues" guess I have to be a stripper now
But the real question here is what is love? Baby don't hurt me no please don't hurt me anymore I mentally cannot take it anymore
A trusty rusty bunch of trust issues with a side of severe anxiety and depression did I mention that you still don't pay for basic necessities
To bad I'm stuck with your name when there's so many more better options
I always found it funny how you forget my birthday considering it IS the day after yours
But that's life for me, which I guess you wouldn't know since you haven't been in it but who cares?!
well...Apparently not you so Goodnight, Good bye and Adieu with a hand full of ___ you

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Coda

One time I tried to

rip up sheet music but I couldnt

because it was like tearing apart

my own heart and soul

or my own child

because that was my life and it was

everything I could ever possibly need

if I needed a bit of extra money all I had to do was

get some sheet music and play for people

or if I needed an escape from the daily bull----

then all I had to do was get some sheet music

or if I just needed to be reminded

of who I really was and what I was doing here

on this planet

I just got out some sheet music

and then everything fit perfectly into place

like two pieces of the same puzzle

and I knew when I tried to

make that tear

through the staffs and the crescendos and the demisemiquavers

that I could never harm something

that wasnt a part of me

even though in a way it was a part of me

because it was so dear to me

which makes me wonder why it was so easy

to harm something that was me.

Song of Sorrow

by Tamanna

Each of us have our own song of sorrow.
We play it in the harp---
Strings made of memories of the past,
Some sweet, some bitter,
Some we wish had never been written.
Listen carefully!
For you will hear drops of tears.
That's how the harp plays;
For we no longer cry in public;
Neither do we have words to express our grief.
The harp tells you our story.
The story of the nightingale,
Whose heart's been trodden by emptiness.
The aching pain melts into the notes of the harp.
And beautiful music is formed,
Music that touches your heart
Leaves your eyes wet
And now you have your own song of sorrow.

An Albino Chimp

I wrote this poem close to seven years ago (April 4th 2008, 7AM.) when I was in recovery. Should be pretty obvious what it's about. I hope some of you guys either like it or find something in it. I don't know, just figured I'd share it.

Once a bright and shining star,
now sits calmly at the bar.
And with his greatness so afar,
He's reached an end that's so sub-par.
For in the past he could have been,
anything that life could hold within.
But now he's sitting with this pin,
this pin that goes beneath the skin.
And with this pin he'll seal his pain,
and without pain no hope remains.
Though he has hope, it's all in vein.
For this poor dope has no domain.
But in the end he won't feel a thing,
It's time to take just one last sting....

By: Hapexamendios

More Than Just a Tin Man

By: Slayter Almighty

(Free verse)

I am electricity
I feel my power surge through the air
into my lungs to power the steam engine that is my soul
I am Metal
Cold and Steel but yet Hot and Molten
Nearly unbreakable
I am a Robot,
the thump of my heart roars like an engine
Crash and clank, I am loud and silent
Oil runs through my veins, Grease stains my heart
I am an Artifact
Made of gears, built by my own careful hands
Covered in welding, My heart ticks like an old clock
Batteries energize my brain
I am a Computer
I program own life, build my own code
C++ has nothing on me
I am Steel
Strength is the only word to describe me
I can take any form I wish when my anger is ablaze
I am important
a necessity to life, the best me there is
I crush the inferior
they are putty in my cold metal hands

Hope you guys like it !!

awesome poetry frond u rock

It was long drive To your house Away from home So close to the stars You weren't there And you didn't care About my soul So close to die Death was my sister and... I've started to understand In rainy night Far away from the bright... So close to the darknes side I was so close to the edge So fast so drunk so close to explosion Fire has been kissin my soul I've been dying because of you so long (Its very old song of mine)