The Song/Poem/Writing Thread

[neverment2brag]

haha thank youuuu

[neverment2brag]

Little poem I wrote...

 

The Thing Is...

 

You say I'm a freak

You say I'm an outcast

You say a lot of things

But you see, the thing is...

 

You say 'fuck off'

You say 'go and die'

You say 'leave me alone'

But you see, the thing is...

 

You've said a lot

And now it's my turn

So shut up and listen to me

Because you see, the thing is

I'm in love with you...

aaww thats so cute, i love that.

[MarMaramore]

^ I do agree..but you say f**K lot.

[holleh]

That is really cute. It's like "Yo f you buddy"

But then it's like "butI love you..."

[Lahninja]

so do you.

 

=] lol

 

actually, i dont think ive seen you swear on here o.O

[MarMaramore]

haha...I havent really...haha wellll

here is a little random crap thing I did for drama class....we had to write something so yeah...

 

 

 

lalala....about cutting....

People ask me why I did it.

They ask what could have been so horrible that I would do that to myself.

They tell me I must be crazy, or that I belong in an institute.

People always ask me when I started.

They always ask if I did it for love, or for hate, or for a number of things.

I always think back to when I was little.

Back to when there was a family to come home to that I knew was mine.

It seems like forever, though it’s only been a few months now.

I remember the family picnics.

The times we always went bowling for family nights.

The times my father beat me, while my mother stood in the kitchen watching, but doing nothing about it.

No. I’m glad to have this place - no, home.

I have only been here a short period of time, but already, I call my adoptive parents Mom and Dad.

I already feel like they are my Family.

My only family.

But still, I like to look back at the good times.

Sometimes, even the bad times.

Then, I would cut.

The pain my Father had inflicted upon me, doubled by my own actions, feelings, thoughts.

They torment me still.

That’s why I would only count on myself.

I was the only one who could control my pain.

So I would cut.

And bleed.

And cry.

And hope that someday, my family will forgive me - no, let go of what they knew that I did to myself.

It seems like everyone knew that I did it.

That they expected it from me.

It wasn’t only because of my father. Or school. Or friends.

It was because it was the only pain I knew I could control.

The only one I could prove to myself was real.

But it’s been a while now, since I hurt myself.

Since they found me on the floor of my bedroom with a razor in my hand and my eyes wet and closed.

Since I woke up in the hospital with nobody next to me to be sure that I was OK.

Since I got this new home, I am fine.

This is where I plan to live, and love, and become the girl I was born to be.

Myself.

 

 

then the other day....kinda random, makes no sense, but still somewhat hmmmm....

 

 

Driven by the tides

You know

You could just fill your glass up

Toast to empty words

Or there would be nothing left to love

(to love)

And! When you’re old and out of breath

Who’s going to take you out of it?

Who’s going to make you try harder

(try harder)

WHEN! Will you see

There’s nothing here that you want to be

WHERE! Will we be in 20 years

Alone, and away from these monstrous fears

WHAT! Do you think they’d think

About the thoughts that I’m thinking

WHEN! Will you see…

Away from it all

You know

You could just throw it all away

Brake the hearts - of millions!

(of millions)

But! You know you could never be

What they perceived you to be

What would you want them to say

(TO SAY!)

[mylittttledecoy]

this life is full of broken bones

and broken things and broken wings

fulfill my wants, destroy my needs

you're forgetting it's my hand that feeds

 

i'll forget about you now,

i'll think about forgiving later

i know everything you never told me

you're not as secret as you wish you were

i hate secrets more than anything.

 

i'll stay to die with you, only because

i love to see you cry

i love to hear you scream

..with lack of better term.

destroy yourself, burn the books on the shelf

i'm coming home tonight, but i lost the key.

 

i'm forgetting about you as we speak

i'll probably forgive you sometime next week

you never told me you were scared of flying

i've mistaken you for saying you're prepared for dying.

the words, the kisses, oh the tears over the years

i'm not even sure this will bite,

you can keep a secret right?

[Guest Arya]

haha...I havent really...haha wellll

People ask me why I did it.

They ask what could have been so horrible that I would do that to myself.

They tell me I must be crazy, or that I belong in an institute.

People always ask me when I started.

They always ask if I did it for love, or for hate, or for a number of things.

I always think back to when I was little.

Back to when there was a family to come home to that I knew was mine.

It seems like forever, though it’s only been a few months now.

I remember the family picnics.

The times we always went bowling for family nights.

The times my father beat me, while my mother stood in the kitchen watching, but doing nothing about it.

No. I’m glad to have this place - no, home.

I have only been here a short period of time, but already, I call my adoptive parents Mom and Dad.

I already feel like they are my Family.

My only family.

But still, I like to look back at the good times.

Sometimes, even the bad times.

Then, I would cut.

The pain my Father had inflicted upon me, doubled by my own actions, feelings, thoughts.

They torment me still.

That’s why I would only count on myself.

I was the only one who could control my pain.

So I would cut.

And bleed.

And cry.

And hope that someday, my family will forgive me - no, let go of what they knew that I did to myself.

It seems like everyone knew that I did it.

That they expected it from me.

It wasn’t only because of my father. Or school. Or friends.

It was because it was the only pain I knew I could control.

The only one I could prove to myself was real.

But it’s been a while now, since I hurt myself.

Since they found me on the floor of my bedroom with a razor in my hand and my eyes wet and closed.

Since I woke up in the hospital with nobody next to me to be sure that I was OK.

Since I got this new home, I am fine.

This is where I plan to live, and love, and become the girl I was born to be.

Myself.

 

I am in love with that poem. It's amazing.

[Lahninja]

it is =]

 

mariahs great =] lol

 

MORE MORE MORE

 

..how dya like it, how dya like it?

xD

i just heard that song from my scabby neighbours garden

[Jorgi]

this life is full of broken bones

and broken things and broken wings

fulfill my wants, destroy my needs

you're forgetting it's my hand that feeds

 

i'll forget about you now,

i'll think about forgiving later

i know everything you never told me

you're not as secret as you wish you were

i hate secrets more than anything.

 

oh, yum <3.

[jaseyyann]

^amazzzzziiing

 

i'd post another of mine but i cant find them at the moment. its bothering me....

[neverment2brag]

a little poem i just thought up:

 

Everyone laughing.

Everyone taunting.

No one listening...

Some one help me.

 

You say you dont mean to...

But do you REALLY mean it?

 

You say your sorry...

But ARE you?

 

I say im okay...

But AM i??

 

No.

No im not.

 

Take me seriously for once.

Listen to what i have to say.

 

"oh shut up, get over it...move on with your day!"

 

Sometimes i cant.

Sometimes i dont want to.

Sometimes i want to sulk all day,

And never get up...

 

Never move a muscle.

Just lay in my bed and think of the hurt.

Beause forgetting about it all...

doesnt ALWAYS work.

 

So let me cry.

Let me sulk.

Its not hurting you,

So why would you give a fuck?

[Jammer]

Here we go again...

 

Glimmer

 

Dark sky over my head

Rain pours down my neck

Didn't think it can get worse

But here we are once again...

 

No matter how bad it gets

No matter how shit I feel

I take comfort in knowing

You are my glimmer...

 

One day after the other

The rat race grinding me down

I just want to end it all

But you are worth fighting for...

 

*chorus*

 

I take comfort in the fact

That you are my glimmer

Your smile brightens my spirit

Makes me more able to face

This dreary world of ours

You are my glimmer, my one hope...

 

*chorus twice more*

 

You are my glimmer....

[MarMaramore]

^ wonderful....

[Guest Arya]

I love it, Jimster!

[Jorgi]

?

what just happened?

oh, you made me sing

a song so sweet

a toothache or a heartache

wouldn't go amiss.

and oh, wait a minute

you make me think

i'm far too alive

by a shimmer and a shiver

straight from your lips.

and i missed that feeling

the second you stepped away

so i'll fall into step with you

and i'll walk my life on by,

right on by with you.

[MarMaramore]

ooooh....I get toothaches too...haha just kidding...I like it....

[my.heart.]

sorry for such a hiatus everybody :]

 

the valour of the hero and the glory of the house

i never thought i'd have to say

you're what i love the most.

learning as i grow

what's right and wrong and true,

i was taught to laugh and smile and hate

incase i'm without you.

can't lock me in the closet

the phantom sings his words

her painful song of lonely guilt

has yet to be misheard.

to feel like you are nothing,

is something you don't know

but grief is only tears

when you've nothing left to show.

 

*****

 

moving faster than the best seasons

you make it right for all the wrong reasons

i thought we'd do better than this

a brand new dress insists

raised on my eyes, your wit

the ice cold fire was lit

 

i thought you'd have the dignity

to lend a hand to my adventure

but the hero dropped dead right at the clencher

 

we should talk

i should walk

we should talk

we need to talk

i wouldn't bet on desire

but the flames are getting higher

and when it rains, i'll let you know.

 

i slept in the shadow of you

your dark conscience blinded me too

the lights are still on

in the corner of my mind, you're not gone

stand up, fight now forever

respect, you aren't that clever

 

i thought you'd have the dignity

to lend a hand to my adventure

but the hero dropped dead right at the clencher

 

we should talk

i should walk

we should talk

we need to talk

i wouldn't bet on desire

but the flames are getting higher

and when it rains, i'll let you know

 

we should talk

i should walk

we should talk

(that's it, it's all we talked about)

we should talk

i should walk

we need to talk

 

we should talk

i should walk

we should talk

we need to talk

i wouldn't bet on desire

but the flames are getting higher

and when it rains, i'll let you know

 

*****

 

i could stay awake

to the sound of your voice

my heart beats restlessly

and so i haven't a choice

oh, but the way he looks

looks across the crowded street

i've seen nothing yet

but we've yet to meet

 

i want to see

the snowflakes stopping in the air

they stopped so i could see his

face more clearly and the rare

eyes of liquid gold

set the burning gaze afire

i'd say goodbye, but let us try

i bet you would hold, my hand.

 

*****

 

i need someone to lean on

with my words inside their skull

a breath that's never lonely

and a smile that's never dull

i saw you walking in the snow

your hair had caught the light

the sun shines through each perfect strand

but it's you that shines so bright.

 

i'd like to grow a little bigger,

to hide her from your sight

she can smile and cry, and pout her lips

but you went home alone tonight.

i know you wouldn't dare to dream

of some adventure new

but what's there left to say about

what's old, or borrowed or blue?

 

you probably won't read this

your eyes are somewhere else

the way the moon held your face

that night was purely false.

 

*****

[Jorgi]

woohoo ! (:

 

sorry for such a hiatus everybody :]

 

the valour of the hero and the glory of the house

i never thought i'd have to say

you're what i love the most.

learning as i grow

what's right and wrong and true,

i was taught to laugh and smile and hate

incase i'm without you.

can't lock me in the closet

the phantom sings his words

her painful song of lonely guilt

has yet to be misheard.

to feel like you are nothing,

is something you don't know

but grief is only tears

when you've nothing left to show.

 

*****

 

moving faster than the best seasons

you make it right for all the wrong reasons

i thought we'd do better than this

a brand new dress insists

raised on my eyes, your wit

the ice cold fire was lit

 

 

Dear pencil, I'd like to have written those words in that precise order, thanks much.

...amazing.

[Jammer]

^I love that second one!

 

Somehow I can imagine it in my head with Hayley singing it....not that that's a bad thing.

[Guest Arya]

^ Oh my gosh. Those are amazing!

[Jorgi]

I'm supposed to be revising, pshaw.

 

--

the situation isn't quite as sophisticated,

as first anticipated or assumed

the lighting and the laughter casts shadows,

tense and terrifying in the room

and all is not as it should be

it should be calm and controlled,

if i knew this was how it would be

i'd never have gotten involved

 

and oh, i left the wrong side of bed this morning,

i left the wrong bed entirely and completely

and the wrong house and the wrong life,

with the wrong person left beside me

and all is not as it should be,

it should be warm and reassuring

that's how he'll always be

tall, smart and so alluring

 

this arrangement isn't ideal or insightful,

it's just spiteful and surprising

with harsh words spat across heartbeats,

no time left for screams or crying

and all is not as it should be,

wrong time, wrong place, wrong you,

oh, knew it from the start;

you will always be you.

[xseenlovediex]

Tears dropping,

mascara running,

in her head,

your words are drumming,

you said the words she never wanted to hear,

you made her cry,

it's pretty clear.

[xseenlovediex]

you say the wordds you think you mean,

and ive had enough of what ive seen,

you just cant admit just how you feel,

you think to yourself "how do i know its real?"

Do i tell her or do i not?,

im in love and i cant stop,

if only it was easy for me to say,

if i could tell him,

id do it today!

[MarMaramore]

DUDE you are so awesome when it comes to writing stuff on stuff...haha that goes for all of y9ou.....teejee