Poetry competition CLOSED 27th February 2015 4:29am
WINNER
Fallen_Angel_194 (Angel.)
Fallen_Angel_194 (Angel.)
RUNNERS-UP:
DevilsChild
and Calculating
The Pain Inside
Poetry Contest Description
I want to know your pain. I want to feel it! I want to cry!
I want the pain, the sadness inside your hearts, the blood mix in tears.
You may enter as much as you want!
It can be old and new!
Every poem will be read two times!!
The winner will be decided after all poems have been read two times.
Make me eyes tear up and the blood ink in my veins to show and you be given the bloody red rose!
May the odds be in your favor writers
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You may enter as much as you want!
It can be old and new!
Every poem will be read two times!!
The winner will be decided after all poems have been read two times.
Make me eyes tear up and the blood ink in my veins to show and you be given the bloody red rose!
May the odds be in your favor writers
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I told her I'd do anything for her
And now that her life's lost color
She says it's over, forever
That's there's no way she'll get better
I hold her hand, and she cries
I'd help but I'm all out of tries
So I slide the bottle closer
Then she'll have her closure
She says I'll be okay without her alive
She doesn't realize she's why I thrive
And if she doesn't realized she's loved
Then I'll tell her when we get to heaven above
If she can't live without that boy
And she's my only one true joy
Then if she wants to end it all
I'll be there with her, to take the fall
Her fantasies leave her sobbing in pain,
The fear is mounting in her trembling craw;
He will not rush to judgement. Dreams in train
Are dark and leave her helpless - she needs more;
She knows the difference when anxiety
Allows all that’s contained and kept in mind,
Aware how nauseous reality
Can be avoided. That's how she's inclined;
Why should she not seek comfort in her bed
As fingers claw and scratch between her thighs?
And let her find her dreams so bloody red
They'll bite once she has closed her tear-stained eyes;
She needs new inspiration and new scope
So, come sweet pain: she's ready to elope.
The fear is mounting in her trembling craw;
He will not rush to judgement. Dreams in train
Are dark and leave her helpless - she needs more;
She knows the difference when anxiety
Allows all that’s contained and kept in mind,
Aware how nauseous reality
Can be avoided. That's how she's inclined;
Why should she not seek comfort in her bed
As fingers claw and scratch between her thighs?
And let her find her dreams so bloody red
They'll bite once she has closed her tear-stained eyes;
She needs new inspiration and new scope
So, come sweet pain: she's ready to elope.
She's an Artist.
She's her Own artist,
She Gets Bullied because she's the Smartest,
She get's Bullied because of the way she Looks,
Getting Punches Thrown at her, Rights hooks and Left Hooks,
She's Always Alone, Her Nose in a Book,
The Kids Don't know this But She's An Artist,
At Night Daddy Screams at Her,
In The Morning She Gets Taunted,
and When Everyone's Asleep,
Her Paintings Turn Bloody,
Cuts every Which Way,
Her Paintbrush is her Blade,
and In the Morning She Puts on a Smile and Acts like Everything's Okay,
The Kids Don't Understand,
that the Words they say break her a Little More than She Already is,
and She Thinks No one Will Ever Know How Empty she Feels,
She's an Artist,
She's Writes By Day,
and Paints at Night,
The Kids Don't Know this.. But that Girl Wants to Die.
She's her Own artist,
She Gets Bullied because she's the Smartest,
She get's Bullied because of the way she Looks,
Getting Punches Thrown at her, Rights hooks and Left Hooks,
She's Always Alone, Her Nose in a Book,
The Kids Don't know this But She's An Artist,
At Night Daddy Screams at Her,
In The Morning She Gets Taunted,
and When Everyone's Asleep,
Her Paintings Turn Bloody,
Cuts every Which Way,
Her Paintbrush is her Blade,
and In the Morning She Puts on a Smile and Acts like Everything's Okay,
The Kids Don't Understand,
that the Words they say break her a Little More than She Already is,
and She Thinks No one Will Ever Know How Empty she Feels,
She's an Artist,
She's Writes By Day,
and Paints at Night,
The Kids Don't Know this.. But that Girl Wants to Die.
It Should've been Me...
It Should've Been me Mommy,
you shouldn't be Dead...
It Should've Been me who got Sick..
I miss you Everynight...
Daddy Screams at me Daily,
and The Nighmares won't go away,
The House Wreaks of Smoke,
Sometimes when I get Home I cough and Choke,
and all He Does is Laugh,
Mommy I wish you were still here...
I'd do Anything for you to be Alive..
Feeling No Pain..
It Should've been Me!
I should be Dead!
It Should've been Me that had gotten Sick,
We'd Be through Everything, Thick and Thin,
and I miss that...
He Doesn't Even Consider Himself my dad...
and Sometimes I feel so Sad..
The Nightmares Won't go away,
and all I wanna Feel is a Sweep of a Blade,
Because It Should've Been Me, That Died that Day.
It Should've Been me Mommy,
you shouldn't be Dead...
It Should've Been me who got Sick..
I miss you Everynight...
Daddy Screams at me Daily,
and The Nighmares won't go away,
The House Wreaks of Smoke,
Sometimes when I get Home I cough and Choke,
and all He Does is Laugh,
Mommy I wish you were still here...
I'd do Anything for you to be Alive..
Feeling No Pain..
It Should've been Me!
I should be Dead!
It Should've been Me that had gotten Sick,
We'd Be through Everything, Thick and Thin,
and I miss that...
He Doesn't Even Consider Himself my dad...
and Sometimes I feel so Sad..
The Nightmares Won't go away,
and all I wanna Feel is a Sweep of a Blade,
Because It Should've Been Me, That Died that Day.
The twisting shards of glass inside
my stomach grind all day and night
Bleeding healing bleed again
no interest in my lack of comfort
My skin it burns like fuel alight
scorching nerves that wont go dead
I scream and scream till no more lips
reduced to bones but still i live
A searing poison stings my brain
like floating in an acid bath
Needles drove right through the skull
there's only pain trying to think
My heart it swells almost to burst
A blood balloon craving a prick
The pressure strains pushing out
it thinks it rules over the brain
that leaves the eyes swollen and sore
to see it all yet nothing real
They won't allow the one last truth
She wont see you any more
my stomach grind all day and night
Bleeding healing bleed again
no interest in my lack of comfort
My skin it burns like fuel alight
scorching nerves that wont go dead
I scream and scream till no more lips
reduced to bones but still i live
A searing poison stings my brain
like floating in an acid bath
Needles drove right through the skull
there's only pain trying to think
My heart it swells almost to burst
A blood balloon craving a prick
The pressure strains pushing out
it thinks it rules over the brain
that leaves the eyes swollen and sore
to see it all yet nothing real
They won't allow the one last truth
She wont see you any more
The Cup of Kindness
In him holds a transparent cup
where everyone can see
A cup filled with respect and honesty
A cup where some people are jealous of
A cup filled with precious characteristics
and other good stuff
Such as kindness, love
and manners too
Stuff that people have a few
Kindness is more a weakness than a strength
That is hurting his life for
quite a length
And others want to shatter his cup
So that his life can suffer
and just flare-up
The cup isn’t shattered but
is surely worn out
And the inside of the cup is
taking an escaping route
But that cup that is keeping him alive
carries strength which is making him survive
But for having a good heart this is
what he gets
A life filled with darkness and threats
In him holds a transparent cup
where everyone can see
A cup filled with respect and honesty
A cup where some people are jealous of
A cup filled with precious characteristics
and other good stuff
Such as kindness, love
and manners too
Stuff that people have a few
Kindness is more a weakness than a strength
That is hurting his life for
quite a length
And others want to shatter his cup
So that his life can suffer
and just flare-up
The cup isn’t shattered but
is surely worn out
And the inside of the cup is
taking an escaping route
But that cup that is keeping him alive
carries strength which is making him survive
But for having a good heart this is
what he gets
A life filled with darkness and threats
The Solitary Rose
All the roses in the garden have bloomed except for one
One that has not yet seen the light of the sun
One that has been sitting in the darkness all these years
One that believes what it's heard from its ears
But now that flower has opened it's eyes
To see what it has heard all these years were lies
Now that flower stands proud, strong, and taller than the rest
Because it knows that it is truly the best
All the roses in the garden have bloomed except for one
One that has not yet seen the light of the sun
One that has been sitting in the darkness all these years
One that believes what it's heard from its ears
But now that flower has opened it's eyes
To see what it has heard all these years were lies
Now that flower stands proud, strong, and taller than the rest
Because it knows that it is truly the best
Somedays"
Somedays everything just seems so unreal
Wishing the pain you washed away was something you didnt feel
Missing a piece of your soul
For she is the one you yearn to hold
Wondering if you were ever enough to love
For most moments fit like an everlast glove
Giving your all to make life just right
Even the long and restless nights
Loving without a care in the world
Cause she was your true babygirl
Letting nothing block your path of never-ending love
Even when push came to shove
Somedays you just say Fuck it all
And think what the hell does it matter if you cant have her at all
Why should you be sorry for anything you said
This shit is real and constantly fucks with your head
Everyone has skeletons in their closet
But I'm the one who suffers cause mutherfuckers wear disguises
You do everything to rid this fucking pain
Drenching my fucking sorrows away with whiskey rain
There doesn't seem to be a make-up
Only one fucked up breakup
The lies and deceit
Makes somedays just to damn hard to stand on your feet
How could someone love you so much,yet act so foolish and dumb
Leaving you feeling so fucking numb
The feelings all begin to fade away,cause most are just words
That you wish you never heard
I love you's soon become fuck you's
And you thought that special someone was the one for you
Lost for words with nothing else to say to you...
Somedays, Somedays...
Somedays everything just seems so unreal
Wishing the pain you washed away was something you didnt feel
Missing a piece of your soul
For she is the one you yearn to hold
Wondering if you were ever enough to love
For most moments fit like an everlast glove
Giving your all to make life just right
Even the long and restless nights
Loving without a care in the world
Cause she was your true babygirl
Letting nothing block your path of never-ending love
Even when push came to shove
Somedays you just say Fuck it all
And think what the hell does it matter if you cant have her at all
Why should you be sorry for anything you said
This shit is real and constantly fucks with your head
Everyone has skeletons in their closet
But I'm the one who suffers cause mutherfuckers wear disguises
You do everything to rid this fucking pain
Drenching my fucking sorrows away with whiskey rain
There doesn't seem to be a make-up
Only one fucked up breakup
The lies and deceit
Makes somedays just to damn hard to stand on your feet
How could someone love you so much,yet act so foolish and dumb
Leaving you feeling so fucking numb
The feelings all begin to fade away,cause most are just words
That you wish you never heard
I love you's soon become fuck you's
And you thought that special someone was the one for you
Lost for words with nothing else to say to you...
Somedays, Somedays...
The Powerless Stranger
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
Hiding in this stranger, is me
No voice, no power
Their comments change this stranger every time
This stranger is not me, but i’m changing too
For it’s not the inside they see, but it’s the outside
It’s not me they see, but the stranger that they, themselves have created
Hiding in me, is this stranger
No voice, no power
I was never like this
Until their comments reached my ears
And shaped me up, to who i’ve become today
Should I thank them, or should I be ungrateful
Should I blame my ears, or my mouth
For not one of them have closed or opened
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
This is not me
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
Hiding in this stranger, is me
No voice, no power
Their comments change this stranger every time
This stranger is not me, but i’m changing too
For it’s not the inside they see, but it’s the outside
It’s not me they see, but the stranger that they, themselves have created
Hiding in me, is this stranger
No voice, no power
I was never like this
Until their comments reached my ears
And shaped me up, to who i’ve become today
Should I thank them, or should I be ungrateful
Should I blame my ears, or my mouth
For not one of them have closed or opened
I’m shaped by the people
By their thoughts
By their judgments
This is not my body
This is not me
