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Fragile Little ThingHave you ever felt like your heart was gonna collapse?
Just give in from all the pressure that's building up
Inside your chest
You start to get that hot feeling
That spreads throughout you
You can feel it as tears gather
Just waiting to be released
Your breathing goes ragged
And your heart starts racing
It's the sign of a breakdown
Yet again
You're on the verge
Of everything falling apart
Like you're shattering
Into a million pieces of glass
Without any hope
Of ever putting the pieces back together again
Freeze Frame"Freeze Frame"

Once when I was walking I saw the most beautiful sight
A moonlit city all covered in white
The glow of orange streetlights which reflected above
Made me halt and ponder the ones that I love
Even above the city lights the stars did shine
A picture perfect moment suspended in time
I took more steps and left footprints in snow
Delicate powder controlled by wind's blow
But when I stopped I saw the funniest thing
A shadow beside me was starting to sing
The voice was raspy yet sounded so sweet
The most pleasant pitch carrying such a beat
And to my ears this sound was such a treat
That I could not resist the urge to gre
She=artI draw her
I sing her
I write her
She's the perfect piece of art
And she's mine
No one like her
Not even close

Not a human creature
Perfectly featured
Silky voice, radiating smile
Deep and innocent eyes
Pure heart, soul without sin
Gorgeous body, incredible skin

She is a drawing
She is a song
She is a poem
She is an art that comes from my soul

The way of saying words I love you
The way explaining how I feel
This is the way, the way I show you
And all you need, is giving in…
Happy New Year, loveSuddenly, the nights seem to end so much quicker and the days just keep dragging onto forever. Futility overcomes me as I continue being spread too thin and snap. I am caught in these moments where I finally forget all the rules, all that need not- cannot be spoken, and capsize under the bludgeoning weight of your smoldering stare. Don't you dare; my body is drenched in crude kerosene holding a matchbox in one hand and a single stick in the other, waiting on your signal to strike. 12 seconds are all I need to grab you by the shoulders, push you against a wall, unbuckle your calm and composure, wrinkle away your wry smile, place my hand upon y
Cemetery RowThere once was a little girl
Such a lovely little girl
And she spent her time out by the graves
Spread flowers for hours
And days into weeks
In a place called cemetery row

There once was a little boy
Such a handsome little boy
And he spent his time next to a grave
He'd lament for hours
Near piles of flowers
In a place called cemetery row

Curious and quirky she made conversation
Nevertheless asked him without hesitation
Why act so shy little boy no need to cry
Tell me what ails you please give it a try

He said I'm all alone and she said so am I
Well except for my father, with a tear in her eye
So with his hand in hers, what a
This ManThis man can only take so much
Pressures of this life and such
Terrible things have scarred his mind
Of his sanity and security….
They robbed him blind.
But he still continues everyday
Through thick and thin, it's just his way
And though it hurts him deep inside
It's just no match for his ego and pride
He wears a mask called confidence
Or something like it I guess
He's witty at times with an awful charm
The kind that could possibly lead to some harm
Sarcastic and grim and delightfully dark
But a friend and a lover somewhere at heart

Broken beaten and cast aside
This man is not ashamed to cry
But take from him his passio
I could learn to miss youYou keep coming back like the common cold
And even so, it doesn't seem to get old
Unlike the others I could learn to miss you
No, I don't have to learn because i already do

I got to know you personally at the very first show
And at that moment I probably should have known
Things would be different in the case of you and I
But even so I still have to wonder why

I remember the night that you first saw stars
And in that very instant the moment was ours
A memory that we would never forget
A single moment we would never regret

I was there when your world fell down around you
You broke down and cried for the first time around me
The p
Lost in the SeaLost in the sea. I am lost in the sea.
I am helpless as all of you can see.
I can't see anything beyond, no other.
Above the sky and around, dark water.

It is cold here, all I want is to be free.
As my body lay inert, I can only imagine.
Imagine the terrors that must be waiting.
Waiting only to get a tasty snack of me.

What grim shark, what grim orch may there be.
Thinking only to eat me wildly as I barely live.
I only think what kind of creature lies within.
But I promise, I won't easily give in.

If I can't reach the beach before them,
I will kick, I will valiantly fight to the end.
For it will be I who will split and fend.
Bu
Bitter SweetSo ends a tragedy years in the making
So many smiles I wasted time faking
Everything now is a bitter sweet end
So is this how we move on my friend

Gotta say I just don't know how you do it
How you amass all the strength to get through it
Aim to commit and alone here I sit and
I'm scared to death, that I'll gladly admit

One for the money
Two for the show
Three to get ready
Four to go
Five and I wonder
Dead or alive
Six and seven
I'm in heaven~
…………
2:00 A.M.So late last night that it was early this morning
I lay awake thinking of you
And how the gentle curve of your upper lip
Becomes more and more beautiful
Every time you smile
And I thought of how this summer night
Already unbearably hot
Would become infinitely warmer
If you were on the other side
Of this lonely bed
And I imagined that the sheets
Tangled around your ankles
Would mirror your hair
Tangled around your sleeping face
At 2:00 in the morning
GhostFor the longest time I wondered why
I couldn't be enough for her
Why I had to work so hard
To earn her love, and keep her heart
She seemed to simply come and go
Where she'd go I wouldn't know
But still I knew without a doubt
That she'd be back with me again
Even still I'd wondered why
They couldn't see her as well as I
But then I learned the shocking truth
And now it all makes perfect sense

I'm in love with a ghost
And it's the most beautiful thing in the world
One year.It is July and I am a library book.
You borrow me but only peak inside, but that's enough to make you interested. But before you know it, you need to return the book and you're left wondering and soon also forgetting.

It is November and I am a puppy.
Excited and ready to explore, you adore me and I am all yours, even if I don't know it yet. We play together and I love every minute, every word.

It is December and I am a pillow.
A pillow to hug when no one else is there, a pillow who understands, and then gets sent to get washed and during those days there is only confusion.

It is February and I am a porcelain doll.
Fragile and to be han
Time, I need you!Time, I need you!

The clock ticks as the time goes by
I said hello, but now goodbye
Why does it go?
Why should it fly?
Like birds escape, extremely high
From the corner of my eye
I saw it there, so I asked why:
Why do you go?
Why should you fly?
Like rivers flow, as roses grow
Please tell me so!
And please don’t lie
Please let me show!
Before I die
Please don’t say no!
I want to know
Can’t you take it,
a little bit slow?
Please don’t be shy!
Just give it a try
Before I shout
I’M STRESSING OUT!

My life is a tragedy.Analyse my life, tragedy or comedy?
My hubris, the fatal flaw - love as an ideology.
Sure, it has it's moments, but that's just contrast,
The main characters die? Well, none of my friends last.
 
The main character nearly always dies?
Why does that come as no great surprise?
The death of an innocent has come and gone,
Showing that the ending has already begun.
 
My life has a few good moments, but lead to my downfall,
My hubris is always present, the start of love, for example.
It needs a contrast to highlight the bad and show it is bad,
Well, in my opinion my life is a tragedy, but maybe I'm mad?
 
Analyse this man's life from his poetry,
In your opinion, is it a tragedy or a comedy?
I want the world to stop spinning.If the world could stop spinning, that'd be great,
I don't want time to stop, that'd be worse, the wait.
I just want it all to stop, for existence to not exist,
I would want to die if it weren't that my problems would persist.
 
I want the world to stop spinning,
My problems can't be solved by simply not living.
I don't want to live anymore,
I don't want to exist anymore.
 
I want the world to stop spinning, I want to get off,
I want it all to stop, both hard times and soft.
I just want it all to stop, I want existence to cease,
I want the world to stop spinning... Please?
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Pain is ...

:iconzephfromwest:

So easy to say
"That's okay
you'll be fine

you have always been fine
how you could feel sad?
Or misunderstood?

You have never been in car accident.
You have never lose a friend.
You have never been beaten up.
You have never been failure
You have never been disappointment.
You have never feel real pain.

You have always got what you want.
You have everything.
You are fine.
So stop moping and start smiling."

But what is this feeling in my chest?
Isn't this pain I feel?

Pain is not one big thing everyone has.
Pain is something, which everybody feel their own way.
Pain which might feel little to you, feels unbearable to me.

With weak smile I walk forward.
Nobody could ever understand
Nobody can
because my pain is my own.

but I only wish
that I could not have to carry it alone.
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I am not trying to be offensive with this. I just wrote what I think.

I think that even if we can't know exactly how others feel, we should at least try to understand in a way. Not to say for example, that something is not worth being sad, just because we are not sad. I hope you understand (my english can be quite unclear sometimes)
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~kspr311 Jan 3, 2013
A really beautiful write, or expresion of emotions.

For the text, i'm glad that i can find something really nice like these here.

And two more things. Fiirst, i'm with you. We should at least try to understand the others pain, and like more of cases, is from a familiar or a friend, even from strange (it will sound a little stupid, but when i saw someone crying, i give them a candy, and try to make them smile), try to help in our posibilities, or even stay there, without nothing more.

And the other thing: Nice work.^^
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~ZephFromWest Jan 4, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks so much! Yeah, because even if it is a stranger, it can soon become a friend. So it wasn't even a stranger in the first place.

thanks so much! <3
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~thecrazymagnet Jan 3, 2013   Writer
Sometimes the people who are trying to help can do a lot of damage. I hope things look up for you <3
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~ZephFromWest Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
yeah, I know that feeling, I have done that to my dear friends. That is also the thing which made me realise this. Thanks! I am feeling a lot better now.
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~thecrazymagnet Jan 3, 2013   Writer
Glad to hear it :)
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~Purestrongpoem Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Amazing poem. Don't worry, I am sure you have friends, family and God (if you are not atheist) that would help you. with the pain.
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~ZephFromWest Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
yeah, I am sure about that <3 thanks!
everything is just inside my own stupid little head, which is making things up!
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~Purestrongpoem Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
That is okay. Just remember if things get hard, just share your burden to whoever you want to.
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~lightninquick Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
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You are not alone, you are never alone. It's a matter of finding those who are like you and posting something on here is a good start. Feel free to check out my gallery, I have a lot of pieces that speak to pain, and feel free to message me if you ever do feel alone. Good luck and be strong!
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~ZephFromWest Jan 3, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
I am happy that I actually have bunch of good friends and people I can depend on. Sometimes I just drift to the dark place in my mind, and I have to let it out to realise that things aren't really that bad as they looked like.
I wish the same to you!
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