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I know not whyI know not why the caged bird sings,
all I can say is that it does–
imprisoned forever, poor thing.
Doomed to repeat its melodies,
with no one around to listen.
Cut off from the world, like disease–
Lonely, terrible existence.
I know not why it softly cries,
Only that it does. Persistence.
When all of its screams have not been
heard, why, dear lord, do you treat it
so? What is this I feel within?
Such a longing to set it free
grows stronger with each solemn note.
This passion burns inside of me!
I know not why the caged bird sings,
all I can say is that it does,
and how it longs to spread its wings.

Taking a chanceI feel humor and I feel sorrow
because I'm leaving today to get to tomorrow.

I'm done being controlled
I'm willing to take chances
I will not be owned
no matter the scowls and evil glances

I need to make myself
and I need to blaze a trail
u need to accept yourself
otherwise ur bound to fail

some will hurt me
or at least they'll try
but i won't be there slave
won't let them make me cry

And others will blame me
tell me i am weak
but in reality i'm strong
my courage is at its peak

some will envy me
my bravery and my balls
they'll say i'm crazy
when they're scared to even crawl

But i'm not afraid to take risks
even thru som

Love, Are You Still Breathing? Palms face down on the floor.
You cry into the dirty carpet
When you can't contain it anymore.

Shivering hands that just won't quit.
Dead leaves in the wind,
Breaking apart bit by bit.

Are You breathing?
Remember to inhale.
Did you forget how when you heard me leaving?

I'm sorry that I wasn't there
When you unwrapped yourself from the sheets.
And, the truth is i tried to care.

You're a beautiful disaster,
But beauty means nothing to me.
You just made my heart race faster.

Are you Breathing?
Remember to inhale.
Did you forget how when you heard me leaving?

You're still there, clutching the floor.
I

I Am Not ThemI've got the scars on my skin,
Reminding what I've done,
Who I've been;
Never letting me forget
Everything that I regret
And making sure I know
That I am not Them.

When the moon is way up high,
And the world is in a dream,
I will cry
For all of the death
Within my breath
Whispering into my ear
That I am not Them.

They make me Their shallow joke,
The things They say and do,
Making me choke;
World wants me dead
I'm sick in the head
All because of the fact
That I am not Them.

If I could transform myself,
Make me rich in beauty,
'Cos that's their wealth
I'd rather just die
I want to remain I
Proud of all I am and
That I am not Them.

I think I

Lost spiritI watch your spirit float out your eyes
Your lips stitched together with fear
Your mind bleached of logical thoughts
I recall a day where the sun was bright
And our laughter echoed off walls and ran down the street
Like innocent children dancing in a dim schoolyard
Confessedly, this is the moment I loved you
And I hold only honesty in my blackened heart
Suns ran over the horizon and you lost your inner child
I sat back and watched your mind leak out your ears
And for once, I saw your true skin that was hidden in a shell
You answered my questions softly, your lips barely letting air escape
Your hands pasted to your knees and your e

Here as you fallI stand here watching you cry
As light falls in little patches
Roving over you like a soothing hand.
The bones in your legs ache, machinery crumbling
As you fall down, on all fours now
The dog has a new reason to feel proud.
You're not a fist now, but twisted fingers
Gripping the dust in hope of better days to come.
Your heart left a hollow in its stead
The freed veins mesh into one to dull the pain
You wish.

I am fascinated as you break down
Even the Desiree disintegrates,
Bites the dust and the dust clouds my conscious.
I'm but a speck on your canvas.
I've never seen beyond the skylight
And your consciousness stems from the

The Mariner's MistressAlone in life I made a prayer,
that soon was answered by the air.
Thus you, who navigates the seas,
were guided to me by the breeze.
You set my brittle heart aflame;
I only hoped I couldst thou tame.
A steamy bath, its aftermath,
And in the dark we forged a path,
...
All through the voyage oceans roared,
but then you threw me overboard.
I thrashed and wailed to no avail,
and onward to new ports you sail.
Though in the depths my spirit sinks,
my sorrows never drowned, methinks.
I lost you to the falling tide,
and now lament the love I tried.

Like a CloakI gather all my emotions around me.
I wear them like a cloak
Hooded,
Hiding.
Peering silently out;
My eyes,
Crimson,
Swollen,
Filled with the tears
Of the past.
I wrap my cloak tighter
Like a fortress;
Walled,
Guarded.
Keeping me safe;
From the enemy
Of ..
Love.

ChoicesA restless night,
a sleepless bed
a child stays awake

Worried for herself
worried for her family
worried for her mommy and daddy

The angered shouts spread to her room

She hugs her teddy bear tight
and wishes she didn'y have to choose

Her mommy says she loves her more than daddy
and says bad things about him
Daddy kisses another women
and tells her not to tell mommy

More yelling

A year passes

She doesn't like the new mommy,
daddy has chosen
She doesn't like the new daddy
mommy has

New mommy asks to see the family picture
she drew

The new mommy wants to know why she's not in the picture

The little girl says
"I choose

Please Don't Go...I can feel the coldness slowly taking you away from me
As you lie here so still on the white snow.

My arms rap around you so tight
As tears start to roll down my pale face.

All that's going through my head right now
Is why I couldn't be here sooner?
Would I have stopped this from all happening?

I rest my head gently on your chest
Hearing but the littlest hart beat
That is giving me hope that you will be alright.

As I listen I feel your arms start to rap around me
Pulling me closer to you.

You start to whisper in my ear saying
"I'm sorry…please remember that…I love you…"
As you kiss my cheek so softly after.

I can

Is It Worth It?We share an amazing love.
A love that is more amazing than anything else.
We smile and laugh and love
Always.
We are so happy together.

But is it worth it?

They tore us apart and we are
Broken.
Shattered.
We are so upset
Unhappy
With this life of torment in being apart.
I scream at night without you there.
Scream.
It has progressed from bad dreams;
Progressed from nightmares.
I scream.

Is it worth it?

We cry at the slightest of things.
I sob for hours.
And hours.
And hours.
And hours.
I do nothing but cry
Into the night.

Is it worth it?

We share an amazing love.
A love that is more amazing than anything else.
We sm

WalkAll the footprints we've left behind
on this walk we call life.
I'm not here to cover my tracks now brother,
why can't you walk with me?

I can't hold these burdens any longer,
although they've made me stronger.
So don't try to stop me
from letting go.

I can't carry you,
I'd rather stand on my own.
I've dropped these chains for you,
now all I need is to
walk on my own.

You've lived your life in chains,
lost in your own past.
Tell me brother,
when will you walk with me?

Why cant you walk with me?
I cant hold these burdens any longer,
you keep covering your tracks,
so drop these chains and let them fall

I can't carry

AbsenceAbsence

You're not here,
a smile can not reach you anymore
and I feel like a puzzle piece that lost his puzzle

You're not here,
you are far away of my apprehensive and gentle touch
and I feel as if delicate hands had dug a black hole in my chest
I feel as if the stars were seeping through it

You're not here,
you no longer can hear my sweet and sincere words
and I feel as if my heart had been muted

You're not here,
so I feel unnecessary

With or Without YouWhat happened to my best friend?

He's moved on to better things

To people who will treat him right

And bring him brighter days

He's no longer my best friend

Those days have long since passed

This has been my greatest fear

It has come now, at last

I'm left without my shadow

The one I couldn't stand

He might as well have died

But for ten years we tried

Those days I took care of him

I loathed then

But miss them today

Without my bestie by my side

Every color has turned to grey

I miss my best friend

But today was destined to be

One ugly September evening

That would only end in tears

This has been my greatest fear

For the ten

The Right ThingWill he love you as much as I feel that I do?
And will he spend his whole life devoted to you?
Can he bear the burden whatever cold truth?
Can he help you up and then clean out the wound?
Will he listen to you and what you have to say?
Will he help you and guide you until you find your way?
Can he make the promise that he'll eternally stay?
Can he swear to God that he will never betray?

Will he spend all of his nights just before sleep
Praying to God that you will not weep?
And in all of his hopes and all of his dreams,
Will you be what he needs and all that he sees?
Does he know about you and the things you adore?
Does he know w

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Lies and Truth (Beautiful and Ugly)

by *CorporateRockWhore, Sep 22, 2012, 12:45:14 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

If I wasn't me and you weren't you,
We wouldn't be us,
And maybe I could love you.
If the sun wasn't bright and the sea weren't blue,
Life wouldn't be this,
And maybe lies could be true.
If plenty was enough and too much wasn't few,
Empty wouldn't be full,
And rather falling I'd have flew.
But instead I fell,
I fell hard for you.

No not you;
I fell for something true,
But that's a lie, as here I do too;
I lie on the floor and cry, cry for you.
I want the light but you're the dark,
I'm the owl but I was born a lark,
I'm just some paradox, dead and stark;
Lying on the floor and crying, crying in the dark.
I fell for a lie too good to be true,
That's the story;
That's me and you.

I want to be angry,
Really I do;
But to hate you is to hate us,
And together we will fall.
I can't fall again,
Break my bones,
My heart,
Again.
I can't not do this again,
Lift my hopes,
My heart,
Again.
But to fly is to fall,
When you're my wings
I know I will fall.
But I can't not try at all.

I don't want you;
I want us to be true.
But we're a lie,
A lie too stark, a lie in the dark;
A lie too honest to be true.
The difference between you and us
Is like lies and truth;
One's beautiful and one's ugly.
But which one is you?

If I wasn't me and you weren't you,
We wouldn't be us,
And maybe I could love you.
If the sun wasn't bright and the sea weren't blue,
Life wouldn't be this,
And maybe lies could be true.
If plenty was enough and too much wasn't few,
Empty wouldn't be full,
And rather falling I'd have flew;
But instead I fell,
I fell hard for you.

We're like lies and truth;
One's beautiful and one's ugly.
But which one is you?

We are lies and truth,
Lies and truth;
Without lies, what is truth?
What is truth?
What is truth?

One's beautiful and one's ugly.
But which one is you?

I want lies.

Lies and Truth (Beautiful and Ugly)by *CorporateRockWhore

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

This is what happens when I start thinking too much and am a little too bored. I know it isn’t great and probably doesn’t make a whole lot of sense to anybody other than my twisted self, but I sincerely hope you like it. It was kinda meant to be a song, but that side of things failed when I decided to throw any sort of structure/consistent rhythm away. Oh well. Please let me know what you think!

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~Karen-chanOVERDRIVE Sep 23, 2012

I really like this! I agree with the comment below me that this would make a nice song. You're band should do that!

*CorporateRockWhore Sep 23, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you very much!

*CarlaTovar Sep 22, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

I think this would be very nice as a song! (: maybe with some fixing with the rythm but I'd like to listen to it with notes : D

*CorporateRockWhore Sep 23, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thanks! I know that the rhythm does need quite a bit of work (I suck at that aspect of things, but I've got a friend who I'm in a kind of 'band' with, so I'm hoping she might be able to help me with that.

*CarlaTovar Sep 23, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

Then good luck! (:

~NinjAPixiEX3 Sep 22, 2012 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

Yeah this is great. I felt like, not in a bad way, it kept losing me, but it just made perfect sense at the same time. It's really nice.

*CorporateRockWhore Sep 23, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you very much.

*Rambling-anthology Sep 22, 2012 Professional Writer

Definitely need the right mindset to read this, but it made perfect sense to me! I love it...

*CorporateRockWhore Sep 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you very much; I'm glad it made sense!

~cechapman95 Sep 22, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

This is really, really good. I really like it. I think it makes plenty of sense if you look at it the right way, or have the right kind of mind. I suppose I have that kind of mind, then, since it makes perfect sense to me. Or maybe I understand it because I have experienced something similar to what happened to the speaker in this poem/song. I think the places where it lacks rhythm add emphasis to the message and a discordant note that falls in line with human emotion. Great work!

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