20 copies of my life
All pristine
White
Stapled neatly in the corner.
Not secret,
no,
All is common knowledge.
A diary
Of my accomplishments.
All that I am
Lies in these few pages.
Shame it is so small
That others
Stare
And
Sneer.
Inside these pages
There is no room for doubt
Or opinion.
They are
Factual
Mechanical
Sterile
And devoid of
The life that courses
Through my veins.
They are
A judgment
Placed upon me
And bar my way,
Blocking
My personality out.
They are
Robotic
Written in
The conventional style.
No space for flair
Or passion.
Yet it is in this dispassionate document
That we must
First come to
You had me fooled
Controlled
In your iron grasp
You would never betray me
I trusted your word
Took in all your lies
And turned a blind eye
To the way you used me
You never cared
Though you often swore you did
I was nothing but a pawn
A stepping stone
On your path to greatness
So blind not to see
Your dishonest ways
Packaged up
With your throw-away friends
Fed by your propaganda
Machine. So mechanical
No emotion here
I bled for your sake
But my blood
Was less precious
Than the s*** you stand for
And it was less heeded
Than the ground you stand on
Perhaps this swollen ego
This standing on
Other people's hopes
Has bl
Helpless little one
Sat, crushed by the wall
I know she's gone
You won't see here anymore
Hopeless little one
He's gone to join the stars
How bright they shone
Long faded in last night's echo
Faithless little one
Don't let those tears fall
She helped you along
She's still there in your dreams
Godless little one
He rescued your heart
From the beyond
Just to steal it from your arms
Loveless little one
You can play with the angels
When you move on
To that special place
Where your love has gone
I could cry
And you'd shrug me off your shoulders
I could bleed
And you'd make me pay the bill
I could die in sleep
And you'd shed no tears
I mean nothing
Not a dime
One glance
You'd charge a dollar
One touch
You'd charge a thou
One kiss
You'd charge a fortune
That's where I'm at now
I owe so much
And get so little
You'll gain the world
I stand to lose
High flyer
Sing while you're winning
I'm gonna
Shoot you down
Diamonds drip
Off your fingers
Mine drip
With the sweat of work
Youe slave deals
With your every wish
Me, I fight for myself
Bound in the chains
Of lowliness
Being stood on
By you high and mighty ways
Composed in despair by Light-of-the-Mystic, literature
Literature
Composed in despair
Mascara on my sleeve
Tears running down my cheek
It's been months and the pain
Is still chilling my soul
Stabbing at the festering wound
The hole you made
When you left my empty life
God, I miss you
And as my salty tears
For you mingle with my ink
You must look down
On my wretched figure
Grasped shaking in her grief
On the edge of the prepice
Of control and about to plunge
Wildly into the depths of despair
And wonder why I cannot
Take it as you did, silent and strong
I am not you
I have not care for the morals you treasure
but you are a part of me
And my heart is home to a gaping void
Left by your passing
I miss you Gra
A Perspective on my life by Light-of-the-Mystic, literature
Literature
A Perspective on my life
The world in a handful
Of sand on the beach
Slipping through my fingers
Although I try to reach
out and grab more,
more chances of new
horizons, new dreams,
new hopes filled by you
pass me by
and as I sit helpless
I cannot cry
for the hopelessness
Of life without love
and the chance of renewal
flown, like a dove
A whispered word
In my ear
The words I've waited long to hear
A smile
I am loved
It must be right
This time
I'd waited for so long for that night
Of sunshine
I am loved
Loved beyond my wildest dreams
I think
This time it will be all it seems
It's right
I am loved
A birthday poem by Light-of-the-Mystic, literature
Literature
A birthday poem
Not known you very long
But you inspire me
To write
And to soar like an eagle
In the realms of Poetry
So on this, your Birthday
I say thankyou
For the help you have given me
And critcism
As a friend
If I could just have
A hint
A glimpse
Of the life I long for
If I could just live
Happy
Content
I would be satisfied
If I could just look
And find
The girl
I want to be
If I could just be
There
Noticed
I would feel whole
A rising star, a chance
To cling onto
A vain hope
That everything would be OK
A shore lapping onto life's beach
Bringing new opportunities
Chance of life
A new start for me
Inspiration - or lack of it by Light-of-the-Mystic, literature
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Inspiration - or lack of it
My inspiration has dried up
Like a pen with no ink
My imagination has shut down
Run out of battery
I've run out of new ideas
Old thoughts return to trouble me
The Spring of my life has gone
And Winter has returned
The clouds gather in
Oppressing the calm, still sky
The Sun's shine weakens as a bird falls silent
All is eerily quiet
Then ... a flash!
An onimous roll of thunder
Drifts lazily across the darkening sky
The rain hammers down, tormenting the stones
Now the gloom parts
Shattered by the Sun's blazing light
The storm slinks away
Calm has returned
The little butterfly
With pretty blue wings
Floated by lazily
Mirroring the sky
A hand reached out
To grab the butterfly
But the hand was too late
The butterfly was gone
The butterfly is life
Don't forget to catch it
Like time and the tide
Life doesn't wait
The rain fell softly
Drenching the scorched earth
Cleansing the delicate leaves
The sun shone
Sending rainbows of light
Cascading onto the dew
The wind blew
Making spirals of leaves
Dance merrily over the stream
The darkness unfolds ...
Blackness draws in ...
Tales once untold
Now can begin
Fires flickered away
Bats flittered in flight
As the light of the day
Faded into the night
She sat by the fire
And stared at the floor
A night of desire
To see him once more
He went for a year
But never did write
So all of her fear
Turned out to be right
The wounds did not heal
With the light of the day
Nothing seemed real
Since he went away
How many times are you going to let him hurt you?
How many times will you let him break your heart?
How many times are you going to take him back
And let him do it all over again?
When he broke your heart the first time
There should have been a warning sign,
But you let him back into your arms,
And let him fool you into thinking he loved you again.
But how many more times do want to hurt?
How many heartbreaks will it take?
How many chances are you going to give him?
Chances to break your heart once more?
Then he broke your heart a second time
And you vowed that he would never again,
But he soon came crawling back and you took hi
I let you go and then I realised my mistake,
Tried to call you back but you had gone.
My fingers were so lonely without yours to hold,
And my heart cried out for you.
Then you came back to me and like a fool
I let you go again, broken promises, broken heart.
I realised then that I needed you,
And could have lost you forever, you might never come back.
It's twice too many times that I made you walk away,
If I could change the way I treated you I would,
And it's twice too many times that I wished that I could say
Just give me one more chance and let me make it good.
I watched you walk away as I was left standing in the rain,
I kno
Your photograph beside my bed,
My memories of you in my head,
I haven't forgotten the things you said
Like "We're meant to be, forever"
So how come you've gone?
I remember all the times you kissed me,
And all the times you said that you missed me,
And when we both said that we wished we
Could be together forever,
So how come you left?
Remember all the nights we cried?
And when you used to stare into my eyes?
Turns out all your words were lies
When you said you'd need me forever,
How come you're not here?
All the times you lay by my side,
Our feelings that we never tried to hide,
The times it felt like you read my mind
And sa
Current Residence: Right here, right now Favourite genre of music: Some rock, some pop, lots of musicals ... nothing to heavy or 'manufactured' (ie covered or cheesy) Favourite photographer: *orangelord Wallpaper of choice: Sorry, I've painted my room lol. ;) Personal Quote: Every heart has a home
Favourite Visual Artist
Georgia O'Keeffe
Favourite Movies
Pirates of the Caribbean or ... Chicago or ...Bridget Jones' Diary or ... STAR WARS or ...!!!
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Stuff that most ppl class as 'emo' or 'alternative' and other random pieces
Favourite Writers
er..... Terry Pratchett and my friends, especially jez and sam and cherise
Tools of the Trade
Pen and any bit of paper, regardless of how much writing it's already got on it!
MY ANSWERS....
1. Do you like anyone? yeah
2. Do they know it? hmm i wonder ... YES DUH!
3. Simple or complicated? always complicated ... many ppl will tel u the same
IN THE LAST MONTH HAVE YOU...
4. Ran a mile: No way
5. Bought something: mostly for other ppl
6. Gotten sick? Not really minus a cold
7. Been hugged? Today! *feels special*
8. Felt stupid? At times
9. Talked to an ex: Nopey
10. Missed someone: Yeah all the time when I not with them
11. Failed a test: Hope not or i'm fucked
12. Danced: Earlier
13. Lied: No idea
ARE YOU UNIQUE??
15. Nervous habits? Hair-twirling or whatever you call it
16. Are you double jointe
Comment and...
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavour of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.