Dark Poetry #1 |
Dark Thoughts |
Holden Junior Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 26Brighton East, Victoria, Australia |
Thoughts run through my head With visions of me dead, Don't ask me why I do not know I feel I've been misled. Someone once said life is great When everything goes your way, Throughout my life I cannot say I've lived a perfect day. Something always goes wrong Someone always brings me down, It may not be intentional But I feel that I am bound To live a life everyone lives With equal pain and anger. However I cannot imagine My life getting any stranger. My mood swings unnatural My life is getting weird, Emotions that I've locked away So I can stop my fears. One minute I am sad The next I am depressed, With every little thing Causing me a bit more stress. Living the life of a teenager So delicately I am blind, To love happiness and joy Locked away out of my mind. 'I once picked a daisy's petals searching for an answer. I went through 10 daisy's before getting the answer I was looking for...I love you.' |
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~Red~ Junior Member
since 1999-11-02
Posts 36chicago, Ill-na, u.s.a. |
Wow! this is really good! And it flowed really nice too, i like it even more for i can really relate to this,..being a teen, tis no fun...email me if you wanna talk...great poem,can't wait to hear more ~Why is it that you beleive in perfection my friend? For perfection is a dream, it shall never be acheived. So tell me why you beleive in perfection?....For PErfection doesn't exist..~ |
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FreeByrd Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 267 |
Great job H. Very well written loaded with feelings. Tough time being a teen. Just try keeping your head on straight. Mistakes are O.K. as long as you learn from them. You've found a great place to express yourself and get support if you want it. Happy Holidays -RS There must be some kinda way out of here... say the joker to the thief There's to much confusion, I can't get no relief - Hendrix |
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~darkangel~ New Member
since 1999-12-18
Posts 8 |
I can relate to this. I know how you feel. But I dont feel ne more. I refuse to feel love, pain, happiness, sadness and all of the other worthless emotions. I really loved your poem. Keep up the good work!! |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
My these are dark thoughts and responses. I loved this poem, but just have to add, life with no emotions good or bad is simply a waking death. No one should live or should WANT to live without these garnishes in life's journey. Reach inside your heart, that is the greatest gift you can bestow. Merry Christmas.. ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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Cmooch New Member
since 1999-12-20
Posts 5 |
I liked your poem alot. I know exactly how it feels to always be brought down, even unintentionally Great poem! |
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dhuron Member
since 2000-03-19
Posts 476 |
Wonderful Wonderful Poem here. Great Job, I really liked this one. It is so close to home...so close. Thanks for sharing. Daniel The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, not the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone believes in him and is willing to trust him with his friendship." --Ralph Waldo Emerson |
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Kurly Junior Member
since 2000-04-21
Posts 48 |
Dear Poet, Being a teen is very hard, i should know i'm right in there. And I hope you don't get made fun of as much as I do. I like your poem cuz it represents my life as it is now. |
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Holden Junior Member
since 1999-12-23
Posts 26Brighton East, Victoria, Australia |
Thank you all for replying to this poem. Your replies are all encouraging and I am very grateful. If you liked this poem, then please go and find my other posts and reply to them too. It would be greatly appreciated. Thank you. -Jared 'I once picked a daisy's petals searching for an answer. I went through 10 daisy's before getting the answer I was looking for...I love you.' |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
Yes at times it seems this world has gone mad in a pot of stew, and we the pot tenders putting in our rotten potatoes. but it's not all bad, I'm still looking. Joel I howl a mornful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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