Propaganda

I can not take the pain,
After you have left,
Misserable life that has gone,
Maybe my heart has broken,
Every time I see your face,
And with these tears,
Nothing is alright,
I can't believe this fate
Never to be yours,
Going our seperate ways,
Longing to be with you,
Enduring the pain of separation,
Slit after slit across the wrists,
Slowly bleeding you away.

My language

Read these poems outloud....for me? They sound better outloud anyways.

Some where there is one,
Outcasted for a sin,
Many pains that were felt,Everything is left,
The unforgivable thing,
He loved,
In the caves he hides,
Never to lay his eyes on her,
Giving his heart was a mistake.

Energy that flows,
Vexing words that won't speak,
Everyone can't see,
Reasons that can't be stated,
Yesterday is all that stands.

One time,
Nothing matters,
Everyone dies.

Was it right,
After her life,
Nothing was the same,
Telling lies were left,
Showing off as happy.

Living in these lies,
Over the years of death,
Veals that hide yourself,
Everything couldn't be worse.

*bows slowly* make sure you take a deep look at these poems, they are very meaningful, when they have no meaning at all. Just remember everything isn't as it seems. Question everything, but not verbally, just in your head....question constantly. Because, rarely anything is as it seems....o yea, and if you read these words outloud, then something bad is going to happen. These really aren't a poem, but an incantation, the effect has been worn out of the page. The book has been in my family for a long time.....*laughs and walks off stage*

She made me cry again

You know it's weird,
When one person says something,
That just makes you cry,
She made me cry again,
I didn't think I would,
At least not from something she said,
Maybe from something terrible happening,
But,
She made me cry again,
Hearing terrible things that could happen,
Near death experiences,
Those can make you cry,
The thought of loosing them,
But just today,
She made me cry again,
I read what she said,
I really was just sitting there,
Staring,
Crying,
I couldn't blieve what she said,
She even stated mine name,
In what she said,
Everyone can see it now,
She made me cry again,
"It's like he reads me like a book...",
"He's kinda like me,
always denying how amazing he really is."
I wonder if she noticed,
That she said she was amazing,
She made me cry again,
Not because of what almost happened,
And almost losing her,
But because she just doesn't see,
How happy she makes me,
She gave up her blade,
She doesn't have the urge to leave,
She made me cry again,
This is my poem to you,
My love,
This is my response,
To your entry,
You made me cry,
But they are tears of joy,
I don't think you know,
Just how happy you make me,
I didn't think I would hear it,
Her say words,
That implied she was amazing,
But she did,
I didn't pressure her,
I really hope she meant it,
That she thinks she is amazing,
She made me cry again,
I don't hold you heart,
I placed it in that empty space,
The space left from my heart,
Well,
Where it should be,
Because,
You have my heart,
She made me cry again,
This is my poem to you,
My love,
This is my repsonce,
Because I love her,
Everything seems fine,
There isn't a lack of smiles,
How she makes me smile,
And this isn't just all,
Nothing is what it seems first follow it south,
You may not understand this riddle.

Well, if you want to know her name, it is very simple. The last two lines are a riddle, if you can figure it out, then you can find her name.....I'll give you a hint, the riddle has to do with the last seven lines....The second to last line mentions a clue as to what to do.....and if you know pig latin....ooklay atway ethay irstfay etterlay ofway ethay astlay evensay inelays otay etgay ouryay answerway....There you should figure it out now...*walks of the stage crying but with a smile*

Quite Fragile

*THUMP*
What was that?
Nothing important.
It sounded important.
No, not nearly as important.
Not as important as what?
Of what you will see.
*THUMP*
What is that?
Just wait, you will see.
What will I see?
It is almost here.
What?
*THUMP*
It sounds more important than you say.
Wait and you will know what I mean.
I am waiting.
Why am I unable to see?
*THUMP*
You have to wait to see.
Why?
What is it I am waiting for.
*THUMP*
To see.
I am struggling to see.
*THUMP*
I am trying
*THUMP*
*flicker of my eyes*
*I look around the room and smile*
*BEEP*You are here.*BEEP*
*BEEP*I knew you would be.*BEEP*
*BEEP*Hush, don't speak*BEEP*
*She have been crying*
*BEEP*But I want to.
I just wanted to say...*BEEP*
Please do not speak*BEEP*
Are you angry with me?
*long high BUZZ*
No...*more tears*
What did she say?
Where am I?
*no answer*
Please, it's dark.
You are here.
Where is here?
Eternity, didn't i tell you.
Yes, you did.
Was i right?
Yes,
I saw her,
She was there for me...
It was more important....

Ah, such a lovely poem...to bad though, he didn't hear her answer...*tears going down face* To bad she thinks that he died thinking she was angry with him....*continues crying* Life....such a fagile thing....*slowly walks off stage while tears fall off his face*

Forget your memories

The heart can sing,
While the brain screams,
The heart flutters,But the brain yells,
The heart laughs,
And all the brain can do is cry,
The heart is in love,
The brain knows what happens next,
The voices in the head yell,
The heart beats,
So let us forget our thoughts,
Let us live with our hearts,
If we don't think of what happens next,
Nothing can get in the way of our love,
I was talking about our hearts,
I was talkign about our brains,
The thoughts are what pains,
The heart is what heals,
So let us forget our thoughts,
Let us live with our hearts,
No matter what we try,
We can't forget,
The pain that was brought by others,
So let us pretend,
Pretend that none of it happened,
Let our thoughts drift away,
As we lay in eachothers arms,
So let us forget our thoughts,
Let us live with our hearts,
It is hard to forget,
What we are taught all our life,
The pain that has been set in,
But love can help rebuild,
They say no one is perfect,
But in my eyes,
You are,
So let us forget our thoughts,
Let us live with our hearts,
Just because we can't forget,
Doesn't mean we can't pretend,
Pretend not to remember.

Second chances

*black screen for a little*

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*gunshot rings out*

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*screen slowly fades into a room*

*there are legs lying up on the bed with the rest of the body out of vision*

*there is a smoking gun laying on the bed*

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Was it hard?

Not at all.

Why did you do it?

To escape.

To escape what?

Everything....

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When the heart has given in,

When the soul can bend no more,

The cowards way out is appealing,

Lets go back,

Back to when everything was right,

When this boy was smiling,

Back before everything got complicated,

Before his smile was destroyed,

Before his crash when he fell,

The pain from his Hell,

The one he endured all day,

If he could go back would he?

No,

He wouldn't go back,

What is the sense of going back,

To have another chance,

I don't want another chance,

I had a chance,

A singularity,

Why would I change it,

To right those wrongs,

To cast the pain out,

And allow for happiness,

Why would I want that,

I don't want to change anything,

To change what happened then,

Would change who I am now,

And to change who I am,

Would cast me in another direction,

Possibly up,

Possibly down,

Why take my chances,

When this is so certain,

Why not try again,

Why not take a chance,

Make a risk,

Live life once more,

Live it to it's fullest,

For me to live life to its fullest,

I would have to stop my heart,

Stop my heart from loving,

Stop it from caring,

Why would i want to live life with out these,

You could learn to love more,

Learn to care more,

Rather than take this false escape.

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*screen fades to black*

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*Screen slowly fades into the bedroom*

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*You see a boy sitting on his bed*

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*his book of poetry and reading out to the world*

Seems like second chances are worth taking.

Permenent Heart Break

The heart is broken,

It can be broken many times,

Many people can break it,

But none hurt as much as you,

They shattered my heart,

I picked them up,

I half started a new,

But you,

You,

This is all I can say,

You tore my heart out,

You shattered it into millions of pieces,

You burned these pieces to the ground,

You stomped on them,

You push and twisted your foot,

Untill they were pressed in the ground,

I can't pick these up,

They are stuck to the ground,

Even if i could,

I wouldn't be able to collect them all,

There are millions to pick,

So there they will stay,

And i will sit by them,

With my hands in the ground,

Trying to recover what was lost,

To recover what you destroyed,

Try to recover something that can't be reobtained.

Misplaced belongings

O where has it gone,

There is an empty space there,

Perhaps it ran away,

Perhaps I ran it off,

I seem to be good at running things off,

I place my hand there and can't feel it,

Nor am I able to hear it,

I can remember it though,

That is how I know it is gone,

I have looked for it,

But with out it,

I am not too quick to look,

Then something happened,

I heard a struggled beat,

I felt it twist in pain,

The tears that came down your face,

Contorted it in pain,

Then I relized I hadn't lost it,

I hadn't misplaced it,

But you had it,

You still have it,

You are the on that holds it,

The one that holds my heart.