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Simply Not Me.You think you can dress me up.

Just throw me into a pink sundress,
Draw a bow into my reddish hair.

Paint my mind with a girlish light?

Well,
Fuck that.

I hate this dress,
How it hangs below my knees,

Making me feel..
Like a princess at her daily tea,

Oh please!

I 'aint no princess.
I'm me,

Bangs,
Hanging in my dark eyes,

Staring at the ground,
Biting her chipped black nails,

Eyeliner drawn so lovingly,
Around the outline of my eyes,

Letting me hide,
So comfortably,

But no!

You take my hair,
Curl it like a dolls,

Dot those fake eyelashes,
Glue them to my eyes.

Make me fake,
So-so fake,

Unreal to the me,
I want to

Hater.I want,
To poison this hate,

It causes me,
To think,
That,

I'm not me,
But,
A simple fake,

Trapped,
Trying to breathe,

Hands reach out from the eyes,
That judge me,
Making me,
Bow down,

And quietly drown,

As though,
Nobody is around,
To see,

The bloody tears,
That leak,
From my wrist's very mouth..

But,
They are,

So they say it...

The hate,
It's my fault.

Little Butterfly.I'll spread my wings-
I'll be your love sick junky.

I'd be your little butterfly.
But,
My wings are weak.

For,
You've taken my heart from me.

See the rips-
In these wings?

You've stolen all happiness,
Stomped on all faith-
You've lied to my face!

Said you loved me,
That I was your little baby-
That you'd always be my safety.

Why are these tears still in my eyes?

Hope has simply faded from my life,
Tears replace the smiles upon my face-
Pain took over all faith.

Little cuts decorate my skin-
Reminding me of that past I wish didn't exist.

You said you loved me darling-
That you forever wanted me.

You knocked me down,
Br

Lack Of Oxygen.Soak your skin through and through.

Lock your heart carefully,
Board up the windows,
The little cracks.

Make sure you are safe,
That no judgment can get through.

Know nobody cares,
Be unaware.

Lay back in that tub,
Dream of sea horses,
And miscoloured shrubs.

Drift slowly beneath the surface,
Forget about oxygen,

The hiccuping beat of your newly bandaged heart.

Just dream,
Of a land,

That you wish to know,
And soonly shall,
For you,

Just killed yourself.

Censor Me.Cover the words upon my lips.

Tape the secrets from within,
Poke the cuts upon my small hips.

Steal the emotion as my blood drips.

Throw it far-
Throw it hard.

Remove my voice,
My lyrics.

My sense to write.

Burn my thoughts,
My love.

Capture my freedom,
Turn my voice off.

Cut the pen from my hand,
Take the music within my head.

Make me nothing.

But-
Another censored sin.

Surgery.Disect me,
Take my insides out.

Break my heart in two,
Leave me alone for a few.

Hear my breath shake,
Feel my heart break.

See the tears,
Slide down betrayed.

Run your finger,
Along the inside of my skin.

Stick a teddy bear,
In my stomach.

Replace my brain,
With a jar of jellybeans.

Put ropes around my wrist,
A battery in my mist,

Just so,
Our bodies,

Can kiss...

You took my BreathYou took my breath away
But that's ok.

You stole my heart,
But I don't mind.

You've taken over my mind,
But I won't object.

You can have them,
I will give them to you freely.

You are all the oxygen I need,
And nowhere is my heart safer,
Than with you.

My mind used to drift,
With no cause or purpose.
But you gave it a goal, a focus.
You gave me yourself.

So I will take your breath,
And use it for my own.

I will lock away your heart,
So that none may harm you.

I shall lead your mind
Through the world
Until it entwines with my own.
As our souls already are.

Confession.I close my eyes,
Silently confiding,
This overpowering fear,
Of utter happiness,

Fingers to my temples,
Sweet storms overtake my very mind,
Allowing the seven deadly sins to take over my private kin,

Letting them win,
Allowing them to let me sin.

Begging for a God-any God,
To save me from this shit.

Wishing for,
A simple hand,
To encircle my waist,
Maybe let me cry in vain,

Wishing back the days where Santa Claus was real and rainbows ended at pots of gold.

When,
We screamed as boys shed silly cooties upon us,

When,
I reached on my very tip-toes to receive,
My very first,
Kiss,
To almost miss.

And maybe forget the const

Death Note.I've lost all hope,
Decided to let you go,

Darling dear,
How I shall miss you so,
The hugs,
The kisses,

The little fits we used to throw.

Just know,
I love you.

To bad you turned out to be,
Like a bird,
Making me want to hold to you tighter,

Rather than letting go.

IsolationA hundred cars,
A thousand buildings,
A million faces,
And a billion lights.

Yet,
As you walk through
This crowded city,
With so many people
And so many things,
You are always alone.

Like A Memory.She fades beneath here and now.

Holding in all her tears,
She watches the sun dissapear.

Petals lay beneath her feet-
Fallen from the roses she unburied.

Pretty curls linger admist her face,
Pain etches marks within some lace.

She screams but no one hears.

For-
Her voice broke years ago I fear.

No one knows her pain.

She's far past dead these days,
No tombstone marking her grave.

She forgot how to live-
How to breathe,
And eat.

Darkness took over all faith,
And pain put her in a grave.

Nmy natural need to nurture
A narcotic to nourish
to nuzzle the need to nearly nirvana

nobel prize, no-win nightmare
where my nothing is nowhere
naked and naive

I need a new noise
to lead this nameless nomad
nature is never nocturnal
keeping the notion of night normal

not me, not you
did we neglect
not my nemesis anymore
keeping the never
so numb

Pigtails.Daddy put them in really tight,
Brushing some hair to the side-
Saying how pretty her eyes seemed in the light.

She wanted to cry.

Just hide her wondering 'why's',
She didn't want him to see,
How successful he was at hurting her.

She's running away these days.

Hiding her eyes beneath some bangs-
She's cursed with broken dreams,
Bloody knifes.

And a voice that still cries in the night.

He's made her something she hates,
Something she simply takes.

Mind so twisted-
She slices at her itchy skin.

Seeing cuts barely healed from last week.

She's trying to change-
Trying to forget.

She's cutting at the skin-
Not wanting to be,
A

Less Than ThreeNot my first kiss,

But the first

That mattered.

Feline FatalityEyes sealed shut,
With limbs struggling to-
Blindly move

I feel wetness;
On my nose.

And a tickling sensation-
Upon my twenty newborn toes.

I think I have fur;
And a tail that likes to move

Soon I'll be able to see,
And soon you'll say good bye to me.

For,
I'm eight lives shy-
Of our lifespan's expectancy.

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'Cause circles are so square.

I'll stay up late-
'Cause it gives me time to spare.

I think I won't give up,
But the things I think don't make much sense-
Nothing really does,
Unless you are a well thought out explanation.

Fingers often point,
Voices often try too hard to be heard,
And a cold shoulder often hurts.

Oh Gravity.Mad shadows steal slow breath away,
Bloody tears fall from empty space,
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Forgotten men reek of betrayal's mace.

A sad soul sings quietly for thee,
Lost melodies crash, unheard- sadly,
The shadows, they eat her soul hungrily,
A child, alone, prays brokenly.

No soul responds, she remains a tide,
Not a God above, no savior to call,
Clouds wash her blood before dried,
Mangled and bruised, she gives it her all.

And she falls to her knees- oh gravity,
Death, it comes, a surprise cavity.

Giving Up.I carved your name into my heart.
I gave you what little hope I possesed,

I allowed you to treat me like trash,
A mistake I wish I could take back.

Shooting stars gave me small hopes-
Just like your attempts to show me half-assed love.

I'm tired,
Of losing sleep over you-
Of thinking I'm not good enough.

Not strong enough.

You're the hurt in my tears,
The love that's not true.

And the one I thought I knew.

Sweet Dreams.Hold my heart,
Be my guardian angel tonight.

Break into my dreams-
See my pain,
The daddy whom didn't love me.

Hug me tight,
Let me know I shall be alright.

Innocent love-
So divine,
Love me always.

You'll be my cliche night light.

I'll be your princess-
Trapped in daddy's haunted castle.

Help me walk free,
Help me release my pain please.

Allow me get off these bloodied knees,
Just hug me.

Love me,
And-
Hold me while I sleep.

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Strangle Me.

by =XxSilent-xXx-SirenxX, Mar 28, 2011, 3:33:21 PM
Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

Wrap your hands,
_{Around my neck,}

Force me,
Down to my knees,

Mush my mouth,
_{Against concrete.}

Tell me that you love me,
_{Pretty-Please.}

Push me,
_{Make me fall.}

Bruise me as I bawl,
Just love me.

_{Hurt me,}
Endanger me.

_{Tie me up,}
Throw me down.

Just hurt me,
'Till;

I can't breathe.

Strangle Me.by =XxSilent-xXx-SirenxX

Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Free Verse

I'm weird.....I know. W/e though<3

love 2 2

joy 1 1

wow 1 1

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

~tubefed Apr 20, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

May I say, I love your usage of bold/italics. As I read it, italics come out as a cry, a whisper, a whimper, etc. while bolded phrases are commands, or rise in desperation. It really creates an interesting effect, especially with the play of normal font that makes sure the lines keep that emphasis. (Because if it was all italic/bold, it wouldn’t really stand out or make a difference, you know?) And then the climax of the poem: “I can’t breathe” with both font types? Nice planning there.
Anyways, this is a great display of those masochistic-esque emotions that involve love & lust. The contradictions are painfully understandable—relatable, on one level or another, for most of us. The interesting thing about this poem is that it can really be interpreted differently. When taken literally, this is a rather dark poem with some self-abusive themes. However, with that said, the rawness of the emotion is almost alarming, and I can't help but take this as something inward...physical pain manifested from an emotion.

=XxSilent-xXx-SirenxX Apr 20, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Wow. Thank you

~tubefed Apr 21, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I only wrote what I thought. :3

=XxSilent-xXx-SirenxX Apr 21, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you<3

*NearlyInvisibleMind Apr 19, 2013 New member Hobbyist Writer

This is great!

=XxSilent-xXx-SirenxX Apr 20, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Thank you<3

~Ricardo-Orozco Apr 1, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

im weird too<3

I like this one!

=XxSilent-xXx-SirenxX Apr 1, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

Lol, thank you

~littlemouse015 Apr 26, 2011 Hobbyist Traditional Artist

I really love the mixture of emotion: the hurt, the lust, the need, the desperation, the willingness, the reluctance. The poison in the words, the seduction. Such a boiling kettle of contradictions. So endlessly deep. If you read and read it over and read it over again you find another meaning and piece of soul.
"I can't breathe." You're last line is beautifully powerful. It encompasses all of the emotions poured out. The pressure, and yet the hope.
I also like the originality of the variations of italic, bold, and small. It adds a lot of stress to some things and naturally makes you dig deep with the smaller print. Thinking, "I gotta read the smaller lines, too," and you really analyze things.
This is going to sound wierd, but I think on the lines, "Bruise me as I bawl, Just love me." I think you should make the "Just love me" the line in bold, because I find it to be almost the most striking part of the poem. But then again, I don't know if you have any rhyme or reason to the differences in text. If you do, this is simply my opinion given in all due respect.
All of the lines in the poem are almost perfectly executed. Not too much repetition, all with significant worth, etc.
Thanks for the intriguing read.

=XxSilent-xXx-SirenxX Apr 26, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Oh my goodness, thank you

And for the bolding and such...'I love you' isn't bolded because it's like a plead to be accepted..Not a command. I tried it the other way before posting it a it didn't look right to me..Or it didn't match what I felt personally.<3

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