Post by CrimsonAngel on Oct 19, 2003 0:08:02 GMT -5
This is a poem I wrote about my mom. I'm sure anyone who has parents who don't accept the person they are, can relate to how I feel.
Keep it inside
You’ll only see the image I portray
I can’t find it anymore
Not since I locked it all away
Wake up to another bloody morning
Alarm clock screaming in my ear
Shade and cover my mind
From the things I wish not to hear
Straight into the night
Stars above me, shinning alone
What will get me through this?
Do I have to do it on my own?
Silence echoes in my mind
What is it you see in me?
How am I supposed to live
When this life won’t let me be?
Can you hear me now?
Can you see these tears I shed?
Why can’t you just see
That I am better off dead
What did I hear you say?
You are completely blind to me
Hidden behind my wall
It was my entire fault, I see.
Consumed by my anger
And lost in my fear
This time I’ll let it be
Shed my final tear
Forget about me now
For soon I’ll be done
And then it won’t hurt
When , finally, I am gone
I’ve chased away my sanity
No more words to say
Let me get through to tomorrow
Do you think I can face a new day?
And now I’m trapped here
Dead in my dark coffin, formed by my depression
Trapped in a world of sin
Past the reach of your comprehension
I am already lost
My mind has been taken
Stuck inside this world
This land of the forsaken
No longer can I see the truth
As faces around me smile
I am scared behind my mask
I can’t stay here but a while
Once again I was pushed aside
Stuck along the sidelines
Feelings, not to be cared about
Not forgiven for my crimes
More and more you push
And the more I draw away
Nothing now will bring my return
Least of all these words you say
Not caring about the rules
Make up more lies
Out like a bullet
Not caring who lives, or who are the ones to die
No moving on or going forward
Through the pain
No way that my happiness will return
For it’s gone, not to come back again
Runaway again
I became forgotten
You made me doubt myself
The last time, I become unbegotten
What is it that made me like this
I’d rather be blind than see
It will always come back, and it will always hurt
The person I have come to be
Keep it inside
You’ll only see the image I portray
I can’t find it anymore
Not since I locked it all away
Wake up to another bloody morning
Alarm clock screaming in my ear
Shade and cover my mind
From the things I wish not to hear
Straight into the night
Stars above me, shinning alone
What will get me through this?
Do I have to do it on my own?
Silence echoes in my mind
What is it you see in me?
How am I supposed to live
When this life won’t let me be?
Can you hear me now?
Can you see these tears I shed?
Why can’t you just see
That I am better off dead
What did I hear you say?
You are completely blind to me
Hidden behind my wall
It was my entire fault, I see.
Consumed by my anger
And lost in my fear
This time I’ll let it be
Shed my final tear
Forget about me now
For soon I’ll be done
And then it won’t hurt
When , finally, I am gone
I’ve chased away my sanity
No more words to say
Let me get through to tomorrow
Do you think I can face a new day?
And now I’m trapped here
Dead in my dark coffin, formed by my depression
Trapped in a world of sin
Past the reach of your comprehension
I am already lost
My mind has been taken
Stuck inside this world
This land of the forsaken
No longer can I see the truth
As faces around me smile
I am scared behind my mask
I can’t stay here but a while
Once again I was pushed aside
Stuck along the sidelines
Feelings, not to be cared about
Not forgiven for my crimes
More and more you push
And the more I draw away
Nothing now will bring my return
Least of all these words you say
Not caring about the rules
Make up more lies
Out like a bullet
Not caring who lives, or who are the ones to die
No moving on or going forward
Through the pain
No way that my happiness will return
For it’s gone, not to come back again
Runaway again
I became forgotten
You made me doubt myself
The last time, I become unbegotten
What is it that made me like this
I’d rather be blind than see
It will always come back, and it will always hurt
The person I have come to be