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Objects in Mirror are Closer than they Appear

Objects in Mirror are Closer than they Appear

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I hated you; I loved you
I lay in bed with my eyes clamped shut
You left me here, but with what?
How could I let this love turn into hate?
I put you above even all my mistakes!

You tossed me aside, you gave me away
You lied to me daily without a word to say
How could I listen to all of your lies?
And now I just ask how come and why?

You could be standing right at my feet
And I would fall limp caught in defeat
How could I let you win over strength?
My heart's little wire only has so much length

Objects in mirrors can be so far away
But the truth of the mirror i

My Masquerade~My Masquerade~

For the world I am displayed;
They always watch but cannot see
through my masquerade.

I feel every moment fly;
My heart is beating, pulse racing,
breath held as I lie.

My innocence I can't defend;
I know that surely this will linger
'til my very end.

I brought this all upon myself;
Mask upon mask, lie upon lie
like valueless wealth.

Dare I take these masks off – no!
My former self haunts me
everywhere I go.

False glory, false honor, false fame;
With all these masks I seem to have
forgotten my own name.

HUMANWe all have problems, it seems to be
We all want something we cannot see
We all feel like we're failures on the inside
But outwardly you hide it like it's some surprise

We look at the cutters like their a mess
They don't know what they want so we all digress
But a problem is a problem whether big or small
And sometimes it's not even a problem at all

Like the child who is crying over a broken toy
Or the little baby laughing who is filled with joy
The mother who lost her very first child
To the teenager who's careless and runs around wild

The world we live in is a crazy disaster
And we are the ones who is its ringmaster
So to th

Lose Yourself

No one understands me as I fall to the ground
My heart is breaking with each thump and each pound

It all started back when my life was so great
I had the one I loved and I made no mistakes

But once it all shattered I fell to the floor
And I did not regret all I wanted was more

The pain that I craved was beginning to be
Everything that made me feel free

My head was spinning and I felt like a mess
I wanted to sleep and felt more than less

The bones that would jut from the cave of my waist
Was almost as bad as the blood I could taste

My knuckles were raw and my throat was soar
What was I even living for?

I always felt dizzy and wan

MirrorIt helps when you cover up with makeup,
because you feel your too ugly not to.

To help when you think something is stuck in your teeth,
because mom's cooking always seems to.

To help when you're taking a picture of yourself,
because no pictures should come out blurry and ugly.

And yet it doesn't help me see who I am.

It doesn't help if I look into that mirror,
To check and see if I'm still awake,
If I'm still alive.

Or am I daydreaming again?
Lying in my own world of nothingness.
Where nothing has to make sense,
Thus there must be nothing.

This thing that I throw down at the ground,
Shattering it to pieces,
Because it

You're My Subconscious MemoryI wish I could remember.
I wish I could remember the way it felt to be in your safe embrace,
I wish I could remember the way you taste,
& That buzzing that was left on my lips after we shared a kiss.

I wish I could remember your eyes and their color-
That bright, vivid green that's impossible to describe & forever embedded in my subconscious memory.
{But I know that memories aren't photographs, & I know my memory is not doing you any justice}

I wish I could speak to you again, {Your voice always calmed me down}
You always knew exactly what to say,
& You knew how to make everything seem okay.

I wish that you'd come back to me,
I wis

Don't.Don't do anything.
Anything at all.
Don't cry.
Nor cut.
Don't try to fall.
Don't think it's all over.
Don't try to leave this place.
Stay.
Stay here.
With me.
For all eternity.
We can laugh.
And joke.
We can think of this as a hoax.
Make it unreal.
Learn how not to feel.
Be happy with ourselves.
Feel joy once more.
Please Don't.
Don't leave.

Society's FreaksThis world is cruel
if you're different from the rules,

but there is a place
for unknown faces,
where the freaks unite
ignoring society's insult-packed bites

They fall
and crawl.

Yet they don't give in
to this world's sins.

They keep their march steady,
they're always ready
to get up, ignoring the disapproval everyone sends
til the pain and darkness is at an end.

One day, you will have to choose a path
along with the sins, whether greed or wrath,
choose the path different from the rest,
because that is where you'll shine best.

POP!I cross my arms and take a sigh
I wish these hours would go by

One two three and then a pop
Oh my god, no, please stop

You look at me and give a smile
This is never going to be worth while

I hold my hand out for the gum
You shake your head and stick out your tongue

Three two one and then a pop
Listen now, you better stop!

I move one over from my seat
You move one closer right by me

You blow a bubble, I roll my eyes
You won't do it if you're wise

Took one quick second and another pop
I yelled out this has to stop!

I reached for the gum inside your mouth
You pull away and start to pout

Pop pop pop, ugh, not again
Give me the

Song of the Sea SirenSong of the Sea Sirens:

The roaring wind was quick to die
As the fog began to form.
Silence soon surrounded us
Like a calm before the storm.

In the darkest distance; against the light
I could hear a haunting melody.
It seemed to sound like a Siren's call
Coming from across the sea.

Immediately my crew reacted
As we dove beneath the deck.
Wool and wax to plug the ears
And ropes to tie me back.

As a Captain of this Pirate ship
My duty was plain to see.
Tied to the mast as a sacrifice
Was where I soon would be.

For one alone must endure the call
Else the Siren would not sing.
This had been a long tradition
Since the time of t

What You Can't RememberWhat You Can't Remember:

You know that something's wrong inside
But you will try to hide it.
Far away from prying eyes;
You say you don't remember...

What is this memory inside.
You feel like you've forgotten.
A part of you decides;
To say you don't remember...

How long will you deny
The bitter truth behind it.
The day you lost yourself;
But now you can't remember...

When first you took away the mask
And looked back at the mirror.
You thought you saw another man;
But you simply don't remember...

The times when you were not yourself
When you forced yourself upon her.
It was a day like this;
But now you won't remember...

Th

Pro Life

Disclaimer The opinions shared in this are my own.
If you don't like or don't agree then click the back button because I will tolerate none of that!

You say your life is falling to pieces
You say his doesn't matter, he is only a fetus

But once you make the choice to take his own life
You might as well stab him with the blade of a knife

'Cause he won't come back, he won't ever live
He won't learn to walk, to smile, or be active

He won't ever cry when he falls off his bike
He won't say, 'mommy, I love you, good night.'

That tiny little baby that you never knew
Will never have his hopes and wishes come true

When Your World ShattersNew friends Old problems.
Nothing ever really changes, no one tries to solve 'em.
New faces
Same basket cases.
Car crash Blood in the streets,
Kids in the seats
One person dies,
Millions of cries.
And it's all like a crime,
But the pressure was too much this time.
Can't we just go back
To when tv was white and black
And when fights were with fists,
Not politics.
How many compromises can we take
Before our government starts to break?
How 'bout we turn the clocks around,
Stop to break the speed of sound,
But none of it matters
When your world shatters.
Think of the debris
And just forget about me.

55. WaitingHere I stand, alone and forgotten
Oh how I wish your mind to read
Waiting for you in this world oh so rotten
Writing poems for you in my crib.
So out of hand it has finally gotten,
The comets with light, doom shall they seed.
Alone I am waiting for a sign of your pattern
I want to touch you, loneliness-filled.
Waiting I am for you and your pattern
My dreams and thoughts with pride I will wield
Riding the darkness, heart will yearn
Tainted I broke the unholy shield!

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Reflection

by *Sasurealian, Mar 21, 2012, 12:24:06 PM
Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Emotional

_{Cold and smooth is the surface of glass, but it doesn't have a color,
and it hides the naked truth unlike any other

You look so innocent in the truth, but it really, truly lies,
'cause the person that it sees right now hardly can comply

The glowing glass holds the image of you, but all it sees is perfection
you like to tease it is the truth, though it is only your reflection

Blinded by beauty is the mirror to only notice features
it compares you to the rest, lower than a creature

It can't see your pain inside, or understand your feelings
and you know as you move on, it's yourself you're slowly killing

You let out a cry of pain as you pound your fist into the glass
then you fall onto your knees and hope those feelings swiftly pass

The mirror breaks and is left confused as it lays there shattered
blood drips down your raw hand and your breathing slowly patterns

Now the mirror is just like you, it's broken and a mess
and you can't repair the pieces which are lower than they are less

Though as you stare into the shards the truth is what you see
pieces shattered of yourself, just ruined quality

The mirror was a sneaky tool to prevaricate the void
something that you can't escape and one you can't avoid

Swindler, spurious, and vague, it rests in stagnation
and as you slowly walk away you pretend it was your imagination}

Reflectionby *Sasurealian

Literature / Prose / Non-Fiction / Emotional

_{When I was in high school I use to read a lot of poems about identity and how people would try and figure out who they actually were. There were some about dolls and comparing them to objects and then a few I read about mirrors, but none of them in my opinion caught the feeling I wanted to capture. This poem is quite messy, but regardless I still like it.

I am glad I attempted to write it anyway. xD It didn't take me too long. I was lazy after work and decided to scribble down some ideas caught up inside my head.

Anyway, I hope you guys like it.}

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~minsa Mar 25, 2012 Student Artist

so very true

*Sasurealian Mar 28, 2012

Thanks!

~minsa Mar 28, 2012 Student Artist

ur welcome ^_^ i showed it to my friend and she told me to tell u its great/amazing

~TigerLove566 Mar 25, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

I love the meaning behind this! Its so... AmAzInG!!! Ur an Amazing wrighter!!!!!!!! <3 its so sad...

*Sasurealian Mar 28, 2012

Aww ;^; well, you're just so kind, so thank you. ^^ <3 *huggles*

~TigerLove566 Mar 28, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

awww thankies!! your so king too!! *hugies back* <3 love ur work!!

~Dhouha Mar 22, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

wawwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! simple and powerful

*Sasurealian Mar 23, 2012

Thank you ;;

~Dhouha Mar 26, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

welcome

~AtomicKokoro Mar 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

...I'm so jealous... T~T I wish I could write as good as you! I love it! It's great! You're flow is great, but rough in some places. Work on your grammar a bit, and your spelling is amazing! The idea behind the poem is beautiful and sadly true. Melancholy. I'm having trouble explaining it, but it's great.

Keep up the great work!

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