"ALONE:"
CAST OUT FROM THOSE YOU LOVE,
3 more years
3 more years till i get out of this prison of mine
Mirror, mirror
mirror, my mirror,
Mirror, oh mirror,
i see what was,
Though there is always a tomorrow
i am here looking in to see what image there is of me
Mirror, poor mirror,
Mirror, you silly mirror
Mirror my poor poor mirror,
Meet Single Girls and Guys for Dating!
once there was a man walking alone.
Unpleasant world
Im a quiet soul ,because the world is quiet,im cold , because this world
Wind dreamers
UNTITLED :
C'mon tell me you hate me,
Tell me how you really feel,
Hey I'm tough I can take it,
God you infuriate me,
No don't touch me,
No not this time,
Dreams are always in a rainbow hue,
Tainted Dreams
So subtle in their distant awakening,
Space
What a word,
space
what is the need,
space
there is no life in it,
space
nothing sits in it,
space
there is no feeling,
space
there is no warmth.
Space
what a heart needs,
space
still, what is the need,
space
still, no life in it,
space
still, nothing sits in it,
space
still, no feeling,
space
still, no warmth,
space
yet requested by many,
space
is the death of many....Poem by John Fortine
PUSHED AWAY,
TOSSED ASIDE,
FOR SOMEONE BETTER,
WHEN YOU WOULD NEVER,
DO THE SAME TO THEM.
PULLING YOURSELF AWAY,
WHERE YOU FEEL SAFE,
INSIDE YOUR MIND,
WHERE NOTHING HURTS,
NOTHING IS UNKIND.
WHERE YOU NEVER REMEMBER HOW DESOLATE YOU ARE,
NOW THAT ALL HAVE GONE,
TO LEAVE YOU STRANDED,
DESERTED,
UTTERLY AND COMPLETELY ALONE. POEM BY....JAMIE "JAMEY" SCALF 2001........
Your all alone now, because you don't have me you don't know what your
missing, im better than any friend can be. You sit there and say things, and
expect me not to know, you know i have connections that tell me when to go.
I need my space away from you, because you bring me pain, the words you say
in that way, i guess my pain is your gain. Im so much happier without you
now and my ears wont hurt because of the phone, i feel so good to be so
strong, cause im not the one whose all alone....Poem by Your all alone now, because you don't have me you don't know what your
missing, im better than any friend can be. You sit there and say things, and
expect me not to know, you know i have connections that tell me when to go.
I need my space away from you, because you bring me pain, the words you say
in that way, i guess my pain is your gain. Im so much happier without you
now and my ears wont hurt because of the phone, i feel so good to be so
strong, cause im not the one whose all alone.Poem by Jayme.
3 more years of this pain
3 more years of this heart ache
3 more years of these noises
3 more years of there rules
3 more years till i get out of this prison of mine.
You are standing against the wall.
I look into you to see me
But my eyes they do fall.
Oh how i wish you were my friend.
But there's no one looking back at me
When it's i that is looking in.
Why must this be?
When i look into your cold, cold glass
i can see none of me.
And all who shared in this sad old core,
But i can see not i
For i am no more.
On life's most wavy shore.
For me i see not a ripple
As i stand here on this lonely floor.
But i can find there's not a trace.
For when i look into your cold, rigid stare
i can see there's only an old stranger's face.
How i feel for thee
You stand here looking out, and what do you see?
Is it, could it, could it really be me?
All i feel is your cold icy glaze.
Is this all there is for me,
For the rest of my days?
i look in and i can no longer endure.
Oh, with my bloody, bloody hands i look down;
Now, you are merely shards of glass lying on the floor.
A man
a man with so much life in him.
But it all happend in one night
your life down not coming up
life not to have any meaning left
you have know one there
no friends no family
not nothing
gone in a night.
wont warm me up , im bored ,because this world is no fun, im tired,
because this world is not alive.....I want to live my life, but the world
always seems to prevent that from happening....Poem bu Bcat (Carl Lindberg).
i don't give a damn,
tell me I'm not your type,
then I won't hang around,
tell me I'm not pretty enough,
then I'll walk away,
tell me I'm a little to chubby,
I haven't got all day.
I haven't got the rest of my life,
Tell me what you really mean,
I haven't got time for your timid lies,
Its not like I've never heard it before,
Hey coming from you it,
would be a blessing that you don't consider me one of your whores,
stop wrapping it up with all those polished little lines,
I'm not so damn naive,
that I can't reconize it this time,
don't try to make it better,
don't try to make me see,
things from your point of view.
You don't give a damn about my feelings,
why should I give a care about you.
I'm not going to listen to all of your lies,
baby I'm sorry she was just there and you were tied up with something else,
no i won't let you treat me like its my fault you can't keep your hands to yourself,
theres the door,
go'on walk away I haven't got time for your lies today....Poem by Jamie.
And never quite what they seem.
Won't it be a dream come true,
If we could live our lives in dreams.
No shattered hearts, nor broken lives,
Nor painful memories filled with cries.
For in our dreams we shine and glow,
Shapely bodies and muscle growth.
The purest love and deepest feelings,
Romantic nights and candlelit evenings.
For if man could live in our dreams,
Then life would be a living breeze.
But as we embark on our dreams,
The fire of reality burns through their seams.
And as the raging fire dies,
We find our dreams the ashes of life....Poem by Submitted by Celeste.
As the sleeper within drifts away,
Flowing through the sub-conscience mind,
Aware of the presence of the coming day.
Images like fire melt reality into not,
Bringing forth those emotions, of brilliant fair,
Senses heighten in quiet apprehension,
As the dreamer enters, a world of no care.
To which does she belong, do question:
False in true nature to dwell in life,
To which does she accept, do question:
False in vivid nature to dwell in strife.
Kindred Spirit of lawful heart 'tis lawful soul,
Found in neither mortal body nor mind,
Ancient rumours fly swiftly through these:
Tainted dreams. Secrets only the dreamer may find....Poem by Vitanni Pride 2000.