writing Rose's poetry thread.

[Laydee Kaze 400]

I was going to post something fairly long, but Boofy basically put what I was going to say, to an extent.

 

But the only thing I can really suggest is you stay away from things likes knives and such. I've been there, whilst I was young and stupid [NOT that I'm saying you are]. But, don't go down that path, whatever you do.

 

After all, time DOES heal. Not always completely, but it does help a great deal. You'll be going through alot of pain right now, and I understand that you think alot of us wont understand the pain you're feeling now, but some of us do. And please try listen to us and consider our suggestions when we're offering advice.

 

Everyone here only want's the best for you, and regardless of what you think, we're all here to help you if you need it.

 

Councilling COULD be an option, if you really think you'd like to go down that route. But next time you feel frustrated about it, and it's REALLY getting you down. Don't head for things to hurt yourself with, because distracting your brain with 10-30 minutes of physical pain isn't going to heal the emotional pain deep within.

 

Go for a walk. For various reasons.

1. It'll tire you out

2. It gives you time to yourself to think about your current situation

3. The walking and fresh air will do you good.

 

I can't really think of much more to advise right now, but regardless, I hope you're okay.

[Smokin'HotRarity 182]

I was going to post something fairly long, but Boofy basically put what I was going to say, to an extent.

 

But the only thing I can really suggest is you stay away from things likes knives and such. I've been there, whilst I was young and stupid [NOT that I'm saying you are]. But, don't go down that path, whatever you do.

 

After all, time DOES heal. Not always completely, but it does help a great deal. You'll be going through alot of pain right now, and I understand that you think alot of us wont understand the pain you're feeling now, but some of us do. And please try listen to us and consider our suggestions when we're offering advice.

 

Everyone here only want's the best for you, and regardless of what you think, we're all here to help you if you need it.

 

Councilling COULD be an option, if you really think you'd like to go down that route. But next time you feel frustrated about it, and it's REALLY getting you down. Don't head for things to hurt yourself with, because distracting your brain with 10-30 minutes of physical pain isn't going to heal the emotional pain deep within.

 

Go for a walk. For various reasons.

1. It'll tire you out

2. It gives you time to yourself to think about your current situation

3. The walking and fresh air will do you good.

 

I can't really think of much more to advise right now, but regardless, I hope you're okay.

 

Time doesn't really heal, it just makes you numb. The pain is still there, but to cope, everything feels numb. Time. It's like a vaccine that kills the virus AND the good cells. But I agree, walking is good exercise.

Edited March 2, 2012 by glitterlicious

[Laydee Kaze 400]

Time doesn't really heal, it just makes you numb. The pain is still there, but to cope, everything feels numb. Time. It's like a vaccine that kills the virus AND the good cells. But I agree, walking is good exercise.

 

True enough I guess. But over time it does get better.

[Smokin'HotRarity 182]

True enough I guess. But over time it does get better.

 

Well, yes, that particular part you mentioned gets better. But by then everything else gets worse.

[Finesthour 7,287]

My heart aches

I can't find the words to tell you how much of you is in my thoughts.
I dream and speak and breathe you.
I long for you in the most painful way.
My heart winds up to burst in your presence, and though your presence is enough for the love of close friends, it's not enough for lovers.

Passion and then love, but only from my end it often seems like.
I wonder if you wonder about me like I wonder about you.
I wonder about what's really true for you, but the chance of denial would destroy me, so I seek no answers.
I fool myself into believing an illusion half the time.
The other half, I am cruelly aware of my fears and their likelihood.
It kills me to admit that my fears are likelihood.
It comes close to giving up.

I write from a cold and distant place after relinquishing my right to a panic attack.
I love you with everything I have.
I cherish your friendship and never want to be deprived of it.
I flourish in your happiness.
I quiver in your presence.
I fall in love over again each time your voice reaches my ear.
Your affection comforts me like nothing else can.

Your happiness is my happiness.
Your heartbreaks are my heartbreaks.
I suffer when you suffer.
I thrive when you thrive.

Everyone loves you, but not like I love you. I know that much is true.
I would give you my world and then some, but never if you didn't want it.

I'm a coward. A fool. Your coward. Your fool.
You humble me with your goodness and melt me with the sweetness in your eyes.
When you're not with me, I feel less lonely than when you're with me for I'm forbidden by the title 'friend' to be with you the way I want to be with you.
When we're apart, my mind runs wild with the possibilities of what could happen and often I am able to forget reality exists in the reckless abandon of hope.
Whenever you need to confide in someone who would not betray you,
I hope you understand I am that someone, even if your confessions break my heart, as they often do.
I could not advise you selfishly nor want anything for you that you don't likewise want.
But I wish with my whole heart as testimony that you would want
me.

I'll keep counting on the maybe of someday.

 

[Anachronous 682]

I've been wondering for a while now so do allow me some level of curiosity. You say this isn't poetry, right? Then, excuse my asking, what exactly is it? Stream-of-consciousness with the Enter key thrown in for good measure, parsing your thoughts?

 

It's somewhat difficult to comment on when I don't know what you're going for.

[Finesthour 7,287]

I've been wondering for a while now so do allow me some level of curiosity. You say this isn't poetry, right? Then, excuse my asking, what exactly is it? Stream-of-consciousness with the Enter key thrown in for good measure, parsing your thoughts?

 

It's somewhat difficult to comment on when I don't know what you're going for.

 

It's just how I enjoy writing, if you have not noticed.

 

It is a collection of thoughts, put together into a paper.

[Anachronous 682]

It's just how I enjoy writing, if you have not noticed.

 

It is a collection of thoughts, put together into a paper.

 

Basically stream-of-consciousness then. What's your artistic angle? What are you going for here, per se?

[Finesthour 7,287]

Basically stream-of-consciousness then. What's your artistic angle? What are you going for here, per se?

 

Just thoughts I REALLY need to get out.

 

I am constantly scared of the possibility of her leaving me for my best friend, which is her best friend as well.

[Anachronous 682]

Just thoughts I REALLY need to get out.

 

I am constantly scared of the possibility of her leaving me for my best friend, which is her best friend as well.

 

So this is more akin to a thread for, say, venting one's problems? Eh, alright. You should stop getting hung up on such details, by the way. Life's too short.

[Finesthour 7,287]

...

 

Your constant pain,

it tears me apart.

As hard as I try to help,

you further push me away.

You believe that I ignore you,

but the fact is you ignore me.

Pushing on burden after burden,

I take it all with a smile.

But you start to believe I ignore you,

when the fact is I am truly busy.

I may text alex more than I text you,

but she is my girlfriend.

You are my best friend,

yet I am a burden.

You do not realize that I would do anything for you,

yet you continue to hurt yourself.

You hurt not only yourself,

but I as well.

Alex is constantly hurt by you,

because you further push her away.

Constantly pushing everyone away,

yet you strive for company.

I try to help so often,

yet you receive me so little.

I feel your pain constantly,

yet you feel as if I take it in stride.

You do not realize that I love you,

thinking that I am simply ignoring you.

The fact is that I was ever ignoring you,

I am just constantly afraid of you hurting yourself.

And you hurt yourself constantly,

so much to the point that I want to hurt myself.

I want to bring the knife to my own wrist,

just so you will see how much I care.

Alex and I both care,

yet you think as if we don't.

I feel the demons inside of me wrap their arms around my heart,

the feeling of despair oh so sweet.

I want to feel the sweet pang of pain...

just so I can be on the same level as you.

Hopelessly trying to help you is now killing me,

day after day you hurt even worse.

I can do nothing to help you,

and that fact is killing me.

To just feel pain once more...

that is starting to seem like a miracle.

For despair has swelled up inside my chest,

and it calls out in your name.

I may not be able to help you,

but I will feel your pain.

I will try my best to understand...

I will.

 

[Finesthour 7,287]

Failure

 

The walls are closing in,

rasps of breath are forced out.

The darkness comes closer and closer,

threatening to suffocate.

I can feel my demons dance within me...

they want to escape the compounds of my heart.

All the bad thoughts,

they are returning.

I am a failure,

I cannot do a single thing right.

I am a horrible boyfriend,

I am a horrible friend.

You cry out for help,

yet I cannot answer.

Now I am slipping back into my pit of darkness,

and it somewhat seems right.

Someone like me does not deserve happiness or friends,

all I deserve is darkness.

I shall let my demons take over once more...

I feel as if I have no choice.

I shall tear off this happy mask,

and replace it with my true face.

I shall stay in the shelter of my room,

windows nowhere in sight.

I shall let complete darkness overcome my life,

as that is what I was born to be.

I was born a failure,

I will die a failure.

I only wish I could of helped you or Alex,

but that is a false hope.

No matter what I do,

I just make things worse.

I'll leave you two to be,

i'll take your burden away.

I'm good for nothing,

so just throw me away.

A loser,

a failure.

 

[Pinkazoid 3,493]

that's some deep sh*t bro

-Random 8th grader from my school

 

In a kinda serious way

your poems are really good, they can connect to others in different ways,

and I really like you work hope, you keep posting more

 

In Pinkazoid words-

you're like me, but with actual talent xD

but It's good you can find a way to blow of steam

Edited March 14, 2012 by Berryzoid

[Anachronous 682]

I think you ought to see someone. Lol.

[Crazy Misty 653]

 

 

That was amazing, simply amazing.

[Champion RD92 8,658]

The way you write is amazing, it's unbelievable ...

[Champion RD92 8,658]

The walls are closing in,

rasps of breath are forced out.

The darkness comes closer and closer,

threatening to suffocate.

 

These would be sick lyrics to a song

[Sandwhisper 33]

To a wonderful boyfriend who I never want to be without, no matter what kind of relation.