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True Love Sorrow





Boy: I want you to tell me how much you love me.
Girl: I love you with all my heart. Why?
Boy: I just love hearing you tell me.
*he hugs her tightly*
Girl: Honey promise me, I'll have you forever.
Boy: *wipes away a tear* Yes my sweet love, I promise.
Girl: Why are you crying, did I do something wrong?
Boy: I'm crying because you're the center of my whole world.
Girl: *kisses him softly* Your the center of mine too.
Boy: What would you do if I was going to die?
Girl: I would give anything to keep you alive.
Boy: I want to be your knight and you my princess.
*boy holds girl tightly and silently cries.*
*The boy was beat up by the bullies at school one day. They beat him so hard that he was going to die. He needed a heart to live this horrible crime.*
Boy: *wakes up in hospital* Father where is she?
Father: Son she told me to give you this.
Boy: * reads note: I told you I would do anything to keep you alive and I ment it. I gave you my heart, so you'll alwasy have me. I love you so much, your sweet love.*
Boy: Why did you let her do this?! I can't live without her!! *he yelled in anger and pain*
Father:I'm sorry son I tried to talk her out of it, but there was nothing I could do.
Boy: *cries her name*
*The day after he left the hospital, the boy cuts his wrist and left a note of only a few words.*
*Note: I told you that you'd have me forever. If I can't have you here, then I'll go to you.
I love you babygirl*

man...did I really asked to be made to cry???
what was I thinking
great job EVERYONE!!
keep em coming
forget how hard it is to read and/or type through tears

Don't Forget Me~

Look what I've done t o myself, My Friends,
I've left myself shaking, waiting for The End.
My body is aching and cold all the time,
This Pain it wont mend, no peace can I find.
I've served myself Death, grew fond of the touch,
The sting of its kiss that I loved so much.
But look at me now, so starving for life,
Someone to hold me while I'm still alive.
Nobody I find just my own cold embrace,
To hold me through cold sweats and calm down the shakes.
I feel myself dying, just fading away,
Leaving, despite how much i want to stay.
I no longer see Life, just Death, up ahead,
My body is telling me that soon I'll be dead.
My stomach it turns and turns all around,
This sickness is driving me into the ground.
I feel so alone in this world as I fade,
I wish I could stay but my Soul it evades.
I feel The End near as I cry and lay here,
wishing for time that's all but disappeared.
Time I can waste on Love and my Friends,
Time that I gave up to help the pain mend.
I wish for more Time with Her that I Love.
I wish for more Time I can only Dream of.
But alas, It is time and now i must Sleep,
To Dream that Great Dream so don't waste tears on me.
Remember I Love You, keep our memories,
The time has now come, Dear Friends,
Please don't forget me.

I must have been INSANE to ask for all these tears
great job everyone
everyone should be soooo proud of their work!!
thank you all
and keep em coming

Ride a Drop of Rain



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My heart is heavy mind in turmoil
I can still feel the last touch of your hand
No one seems to understand
how can I convey everything I feel
wanting to peel all the layers of pain away
The sleepless nights and empty days I'm a mess all alone
I will never be the same your eyes still mirror my soul
No one to talk to since you passed away
the silence is deafening and torments me
The sound of your voice haunts me
I visit your grave and fall to my knees calling out for you
the night grows cold and memories of you
like rain fall all around me
the cold consumes me as darkness soaks my soul in
I know you are not here but the echo of your essence lingers
and I find solace in knowing you found peace
your saving grace that you no longer occupy this dark lonely place
I dwell in my empty space and alas sadness is my shadow
it seems time torments me and my flowing tears taunt me
Spiraling downward descending farther within myself I hide in seclusion
I wish at times I were just dead then I'd be reunited with thee
If only I could go to bed and sleep for an eternity time torments me
No one would be here to miss me, would they even know I'm gone
I'm tired of walking around with a fake smile on my face
I just want to leave this godforsaken place
Wishing I could grab a drop of rain to ride upon
hoping it would bring me to you

Some days are better than others. No, not good, just…..better. Like this morning, for instance –
it took a whole 3 seconds
for the weight to come crashing
back down on me.
3 seconds of blissful memory loss
when I emerged from my ignorant cocoon of sleep…..before the realization again stole my breath.
Normally it only takes ½ a second until I remember,
but today it was 3.
Maybe it took so long because I stayed up so late last night,
and the empty, tired feeling was all-absorbing
for that fleeting moment.
I went to bed early yesterday
so I would have a place to hide my tears.
They had been threatening all day
and could not be denied any longer.
Burrowing underneath my sheets and blankets,
trying to force my mind to begin the journey to the realm of sleep,
that one place where the pain can’t get at me.
But I just lay there, staring at my ceiling
Not really going over memories like usual, just…
…staring.
And wishing that word……
that ‘never’ that you said to me
didn’t exist.
I kept seeing it.
That word.
Floating, dangling in front of my vision, it’s burning presence felt even when I closed my eyes. The horrid letters glaring off the page, the stark contrast of the black and white, the harsh finality of it’s meaning.  
‘Never’ is such a strong, binding word – like a chain wrapped around a wrought-iron fence, like two enormous wooden doors with a giant brass lock.
I used to love that word.
‘Never’.  
You would say it to me often.
‘I will never go away.’
‘There will never be anybody else for me.’
‘I never want to let you go.’  
It was such a warm, comforting word, a loving whisper carried by the wind to my ear, water quenching a lonely soul.
But it changed.
Grew ugly, monstrous. A black, heavy shadow breathing an icy chill down my back.
It makes me shudder now. All the time. I can’t seem to stop shaking.

People ask me if I’m ok. I nod.
They’ll accept just a nod, right? I watch their faces.
Oh, they didn’t really want to know,
just asking out of habit.
Social protocol fulfilled, they keep walking.
Sigh.
I might be ‘ok’, but I’m not fine at all.
Will I ever be?
Hmm. Probably…..never.

Extreme quest of agony dripping with sweat and
feces painted upon the weakening extremities.

Stomach torn from lack of food and dehydration
my only friend I know knew.

Gargantuan testing of an unending tiresomeness
that weighed my heart and drug my spirits.

The flesh of my torn brow now sun scorched and
aching, my mind now has no containable merits.

The devil grass and sage brush that blew along
the lonely prairie.

Did nothing to lift my heavy heart nor even break
the fall of my spirit so wary.

For I was the accursed to carry this monolith
beyond the gates of life unto death.

The seasons reeled to and fro.  As my strength
would diminish for I have nothing left.

Always My Brother, Forever My Torturer


Always my brother you will be,  
But forever my torturer you see.  
Stuffed me in a barrel for days a count of two!  
How I hated you.  
My brother, my torturer.  
Threw me down the stairs,  
Now I have to ignore the stares.  
You said you liked the sound of my head hitting the floor,  
You uncaring bastard! Now I hate you even more.  
Ripped my nails off with pliers,  
Hell, for all I know, could've tied me up with wires.  
Punched me,  
Beat me.  
But now my torturer you can no longer be!  
A new dawn has arisen for me.

(Mine may not be great enough to make you cry, but the memory of this still wounds me deep and it is my most gut wrenching piece [in my opinion])

Bullied

She stands alone
Wondering what she did wrong
There's nobody home
All she can do is put it in a song
Nobody knows
All of the pain she's come to known
She takes all of the blows
But the wounds can not be sewn
She ends up in this world as an outcast
Even though she smiles
It eats away from her past
And she keeps running for miles
If only you could hear her now
She's gone to a better place
Now they know how
It feels to be misplaced

Sorry
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I'm sorry for the kids in magazines
Their sad faces peering from terrible scenes
I'm sorry for kids who can't be found
Or beg for food on the ground
I'm sorry for kids with parents in tears
Because some driver needed a few more beers
I'm sorry for kids in documentaries
Or kids looking miserable in cemeteries
I'm sorry for kids who have been abused
And whose lives have been misused
I'm sorry for kids whose hearts are pure
But are dying of diseases we can't cure
I'm sorry for these kids, but also feel shame
For being glad these lists don't include my name

Head in the Clouds

Mom called me an asshole today.
I said, Mom, you surely don't mean that.
She said yes . . . and you're ugly too.
Even at my worst Mom never called me names.
My dad did but that was in Spanish
Where the spite never got lost
In the translation to a romance language.
Mom was more than just a buffer though
Even after me and Fat Andy crashed
My old man's liquor cabinet and ended up
Getting JD cards after getting busted
Stone drunk in back of the old mall.
Her teary eyes looked into mine
And she whispered, “They're bloodshot now,
Dear, but one day you'll see clearly.
Always remember how important you are
To others and mostly how important you are
To yourself and you'll become the man
We always knew you'd be.”
She was so smart so it was funny at first
When she became absent minded
My brother and me calling her the nutty professor
After she put her shoes in the refrigerator,
Bologna in the sock drawer.
“I must have left my head in the clouds,”
She'd sing, laughing so hard
She pissed in her pants.
I bought her Depends
Which she wore as a shower cap.
Now she calls me a God damn son of a bitch
As I spoon feed her applesauce.
The aide says she ain't eaten in three days.
And I get so pissed off and it's almost
Like she's doing this all on purpose.
So I can forget who she once was.
So it'd be easier to get along without her.
And I feel like the biggest
Piece of shit in the world.
I called God an asshole today
He said, son, you surely don't mean that.
I said no . . . but like everyone else
Around here it seems you too
Have forgotten how to love.

Here's the video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=y62AMwfIWbk

Because of Me

The guilt and regret won't leave my mind as I enter this church for you
All our memories keep swirling through my brain as I sit here on this wooden pew.
I can't bring myself to talk about you; when asked I say I have just one sister
For the pain I feel when I think of you burns within me like a thousand boiling blisters.
I wish I could still say I had two sisters, that I wasn't always the family's "baby"
If only I had been braver and stronger back then, maybe, just maybe,
You, baby sister, would still be here, and I never would've had to say goodbye
But instead I'm at your funeral, and I know it's my fault you're here...I'm the one who let you die.
As your small casket passes by, I can't stop the quivering sobs, or the stream of tears
And my mind forces me again and again to relive that day, like a never ending nightmare.
You were five at the time, and I had just turned eight
We'd been through many foster homes, some halfway decent, others not so great.
But this house was worse than the others; the people were crueler, the beatings more severe
I should've done something in the beginning, maybe begged our workers to take us far away from here.
Yet I did nothing, but instead tried to prepare you for the agonizing days to come
I told you to expect more empty stomachs, and beatings that would leave us numb.
For though I knew this house was worse, I thought we'd survive the same way
We'd listen to the yelling, endure the pain, and hope that tomorrow would be a better day.
Until the day came where our foster father decided to prove me oh so wrong
The day he beat you just a little too much, for just a little too long.
You had tried to take some food from the pantry, for the stomach pains were finally too much to bear
But you were caught by him, and he didn't listen to your pleading or begging, for he simply didn't care.
I thought it was just another beating, and so I stood waiting in the shadows in the hall
I didn't want to make it worse, or get beat myself, so I watched even as he threw you against the wall.
Over and over he beat you with with his fists, and with his belt
And still I waited, praying he'd stop soon, so I could attend to your bruises and your welts.
But he was not himself, but high off of one of the many drugs he had in his secret room
And as the minutes dragged by, I began to feel overwhelmed by a sense of doom.
When his hand reached for the wooden bat his son used for baseball, my heart stopped
I screamed at him, but still watched helplessly as the bat quickly dropped.
I can still hear it in my ears, the crack of the bat as it smashed against your head
I can still see it with my eyes, the sight of your blood splattering against the wall, painting it dark red.
As others saw what had happened and dragged him away, I ran to you, but no matter how hard I tried
I couldn't wake you up, and finally had to admit, that my little sister had just died.
And so here I am, weeks later, staring at your lifeless body, wishing that I could once again see those beautiful blue eyes
Unable to block out all the sorrow and pain, while wondering over and over why.
Why did I do nothing to save you, why did I give in to my fear
This regret is something I know I'll have to live with for the many upcoming years.
With tear filled eyes and a broken heart, I tell you I'm sorry, give you one last kiss, and slowly walk away
Praying that perhaps I'll be forgiven, so that I may see you again in Heaven one day.

redrose said:True Love Sorrow





Boy: I want you to tell me how much you love me.
Girl: I love you with all my heart. Why?
Boy: I just love hearing you tell me.
*he hugs her tightly*
Girl: Honey promise me, I'll have you forever.
Boy: *wipes away a tear* Yes my sweet love, I promise.
Girl: Why are you crying, did I do something wrong?
Boy: I'm crying because you're the center of my whole world.
Girl: *kisses him softly* Your the center of mine too.
Boy: What would you do if I was going to die?
Girl: I would give anything to keep you alive.
Boy: I want to be your knight and you my princess.
*boy holds girl tightly and silently cries.*
*The boy was beat up by the bullies at school one day. They beat him so hard that he was going to die. He needed a heart to live this horrible crime.*
Boy: *wakes up in hospital* Father where is she?
Father: Son she told me to give you this.
Boy: * reads note: I told you I would do anything to keep you alive and I ment it. I gave you my heart, so you'll alwasy have me. I love you so much, your sweet love.*
Boy: Why did you let her do this?! I can't live without her!! *he yelled in anger and pain*
Father:I'm sorry son I tried to talk her out of it, but there was nothing I could do.
Boy: *cries her name*
*The day after he left the hospital, the boy cuts his wrist and left a note of only a few words.*
*Note: I told you that you'd have me forever. If I can't have you here, then I'll go to you.
I love you babygirl*


wow okay. You totally ripped this off of Facebook. Go write something original.
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my dog just died..................

SychophanticSlag said:[quote-194347-redrose]True Love Sorrow





Boy: I want you to tell me how much you love me.
Girl: I love you with all my heart. Why?
Boy: I just love hearing you tell me.
*he hugs her tightly*
Girl: Honey promise me, I'll have you forever.
Boy: *wipes away a tear* Yes my sweet love, I promise.
Girl: Why are you crying, did I do something wrong?
Boy: I'm crying because you're the center of my whole world.
Girl: *kisses him softly* Your the center of mine too.
Boy: What would you do if I was going to die?
Girl: I would give anything to keep you alive.
Boy: I want to be your knight and you my princess.
*boy holds girl tightly and silently cries.*
*The boy was beat up by the bullies at school one day. They beat him so hard that he was going to die. He needed a heart to live this horrible crime.*
Boy: *wakes up in hospital* Father where is she?
Father: Son she told me to give you this.
Boy: * reads note: I told you I would do anything to keep you alive and I ment it. I gave you my heart, so you'll alwasy have me. I love you so much, your sweet love.*
Boy: Why did you let her do this?! I can't live without her!! *he yelled in anger and pain*
Father:I'm sorry son I tried to talk her out of it, but there was nothing I could do.
Boy: *cries her name*
*The day after he left the hospital, the boy cuts his wrist and left a note of only a few words.*
*Note: I told you that you'd have me forever. If I can't have you here, then I'll go to you.
I love you babygirl*


wow okay. You totally ripped this off of Facebook. Go write something original.



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She changed it, its not ripping it off facebook. And its good! Nice job Ambur!