~*^ANOTHER~CONTEST^*~

The Two Mirrors

Quietly I stroll to my mirror,
Looking inside I see are all my fears.
What souls, so placid and cold,
Passing across my mirrors folds.
I lean in close and look in deep,
Praying to find something to keep.
Back and forth, my eyes do find,
Something to satisfy my withered mind.
Reaching into the cold shimmering glass,
My hand sinks in all too fast.
I find my arm on the other side,
To find what it is my heart abides.
My body steps through with a shuttering cry,
And I look around in fine surprise.
I glance about once more,
To find what is my dear heart adores.
Something floating past my ear,
I reach out hoping this object will banish my fears.
My hands close around this mysterious thing,
And as soon as it does, it begins to sing . . .

I bring this glowing picture to my face,
And look at it with great growing haste.
I find myself looking in a mirror,
And realize I've found my greatest fear.
Reflected back to me,
Is something I never wanted to see;
A little girl bleeding from the wrist,
With a suicide note written in bliss.
So I lean closer and stare some more,
To find this little girl on the floor,
Staring at me with eyes open wide,
Begging me to be by her side.
But as much as I wish I could be,
I can not be, for this girl is me.

xDarkSuicidex

-x-The.Pain.Of.Losing.Control-x-

The wetness of my tears
trickling down my face
remind me that I'm still alive
they remind me that I'm still suffering
& how I would like to escape from this place
my tears are the one emotion
thats visible to the eye
they cant be controlled
as I start to cry

The pain that has been locked away inside of me
can no longer contain itself
its grown & become stronger
its starting to take over
as I cry & shake
I can no longer stand on my own two feet
& I am left alone broken by defeat
this is when I know
I can no longer take the pain

Inside my body wants to give
its surrendering itself to my mind
I feel so far away
from everyone around me
& as my tears begin to flow
I'm back to where I started
feeling so fucking low.

-Kayla

Valentine's Day
by Silhouette, of something unimaginable

They sit together
on the lover's holiday
cuddling, and smiling
acting lovey dovey
he knows she wants to die sometimes
she thinks there might be someone else
they part in their ways
he goes to the one he loves
she to the one that loves her
she holds the cold metal, his photo
crying why couldn't you love me
like the way you love her
she holds the blade closer
thinking "walk the sidewalk"
she gets closer to her want
he now feels her pain
leaving his lover
he runs down the road
now she is thinking "no turning back"
the blade "walks the sidewalk"
now turning, it "crosses the street"
he reaches her house
tears running down their eyes
she clutches the note
he clutches the nob
just a second too late
she lays there motionless
kneeling beside her
he reads the note
"we both can't get what we want"
he knows, though no one else does.
he now belongs to her
she got her wish
but he shall not
that was her happy ending
but his sorrowful beginning

Death.....

How would it feel, to not be able to feel at all,
No emotions, no love, no warmth in your blood,
To just lie there invisible to not be able to prevent cries,
To have suffered the unbearable pain of ' goin' away ', no one should.

To have cursed life before death is an inevitable fate,
But what would you do if YOU died,
Would you regret life? or how you chose to abuse it?
Would you be able to feel the pain you once had inside?

The shadows of the trees, as the evening draws near,

the trees tend to rustle this time of the year,

a young alive girl sits on the grass all alone,

the waving of the trees represents the girls tone,

her eyes the same color as the beautiful sky,

the slow paced clouds watch her as they fly by,

the whistle of the owl, sings a song in her head,

so why does this girl wish she was dead?

the evening mist wraps a blanket round the girl,

protecting her from harm in this world,

depression has bullied her and pushed her round,

thats why she lays here head upon the ground,

so lonely so miserable she lays down and cries,

dropping the pills next to her, as she softly dies.

if you have read this please comment id like to know what you think xxx

Misery hurts; all the pain inside,
It's like a volcano waiting to burst.
Lava covers over it's whole path,
In the end; everyone gets hurt.

melting away, unbearable pain,
the young girl cries at night,
a bubbling stomach, lowering look,
theres no more energy in this girl to fight,

burning skin from blistering tears,
she lives life so passively,
upset and crying, this young girl weeps,
to carry on living her life is becoming no more than a dream.

depression our sworn enemy,
who only the powerful and strong can defeat,
she is scared of what is becoming of her,
shes lost the use of her sanity, and has become so weak.

xx InNoCeNt GiRl xx

Use me, abuse me do as you choose with me,
for there are no more tears for me to cry,
out of all the innocent girls in the world,
you picked me who you make want to die.

what fun do see in my miserable pain,
as i howl and lie in fear,
you've kept me like this for too long now,
its gone back so many years.

the evilness of your desperate face,
is the thing that keeps me awake,
you enjoy the misery in this girl,
who gave you this girls life to take.

you should be punished like i get punished,
you should be the one to cry,
to reach for areas i didn't know existed,
you should be the one to die.

you say if i should tell about you,
then people would think am scum,
dirty disgrace to my lovely family,
no one would believe me not even my precious mum.

but enough is enough although i fear,
this has gone on to long,
i told my best friend she told mum,
and now i know you were wrong.

mum disowned YOU, for the agonizing pain,
of what to did to me,
now you are the evil one,
who is in hurtful misery

Caged Animal With A Blade
by [-Me-] (Duh-Who Else Would It Be By?)

Caged in this dark prison
my only relief: a rusted blade
and the memories of the beauty and light
will forever fade

the cage I'm in is made of your love,
your hate, your pain, and your lies
they've trapped me here for my whole life
and even after i die

this murderous pain and suffering
it is what you've done to my soul
and its being torn apart piece by piece
it'll never again be whole

this cage of death is your love
and this wretched blade is mine
its the only pain i can cause
theres a heart beneath those lines

this razor blade opens the truth
though it seems as though only my skin
it breaks through this barren cage
and shows whats truly within.

feelings mean nothing in this prison
i am but an animal caged and forgotten
only this animal has been torn apart
and has been left cold and rotten

this razor cuts away the dead flesh
and shows whats truly there inside
but this lovely gift comes with a price
and emotions whats denied.

please let me out of this prison
i have exposed my every thought
but still I'm locked up in this prison
even though i am overwrought.

Hope You Like it.. humz..

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With Closed Eyes She Sleeps
by Twisted Heart

A lost and lonely girl here sleeps
Upon the dusty floor she lays
Curled up within herself she weeps
And grieves the death of better days.

Her hair is tangled from neglect
With dirty face and dirty hands
Tattered clothes in which she's dressed
Cover bruises, cuts, and bloody bands.

The wind comes through the open door
It blows her hair across her face
It pushes at her on the floor
And makes her shiver in cold's embrace.

The screams of pain inside her rage
A sound her heart has come to know
She should be dreaming at this age
But innocence was stolen long ago.

Now distant are her dreams escape
For night has drifted in so fast
She wills herself to find a place
To hide from hands of anger's grasp.

She hears him coming up the stairs
She seals herself inside her tomb
He'll try to hurt her, but she swears
He'll not find her in this room.

She hears his steps they grow in sound
He's almost here outside her door
She takes the razor and cuts a round
And watches blood drops on the floor.

The door is open to her fate
This man no longer has the power
Her heart and soul safe from his rape
Just a shell of her left in this tower.

No longer does she feel the pain
Or hear the screams inside her mind
All is quiet but the red blood rain
That whisks away this little child.

Now she's feeling comfort's warmth
She's safe and free from his reach
As he kicks the lifeless form
With closed eyes, she finally sleeps.

Don't know if this should be posted here. It's does have to do with the lengths a person will go to when they can't take a depressed situation any more. But then It was originally posted in the "Sad Poetry" section. If it shouldn't be posted, let me know and I'll delete it.

Bloodless

I stay in the darkness, where i belong.
away from the human's where everything's wrong.
i used to be human, or so i thought.
but despite all my disguises, it all was for naught.

one cannot run from oneself, i am my own enemy.
i can't change who i am, i am what you see.
a creature made only of flesh and bone.
there is nothing more, than this which is shone.

if i deny the truth, only pain will i find.
if i lie to myself, i only kill my mind.
i cut you, you bleed, cut me, there's nothing.
i am but a vessel, a non circled ring.

i do not exist, nor should i be with breath.
i live with no purpose. a life without death.
no heart to be broken, no mind to expand.
but still i can feel it, like a wandering sand.

will i fade away, turn into a memory.
what else am i good for, at least a story.
shall i be remembered, shall i finally walk free?
shall i finally laugh happily? shall i finally be?

Oscar

Strength of the World

Strength of the world, couldn't keep me up today,
Life is so confusing, and that's all I have to say.
Sick of it all, how little and un-important I am,
I think honestly no one really gives a damn.

Strength of the world, can no longer save my life,
Every conversation leads to some sort of strife.
Life just isn't fair, but I've always known that,
So many so much thinner, and me here fat.

Strength of the world, can't keep me alive,
Sitting up thinking, not going to bed until 5.
Haven't had a boyfriend in over a year now,
But other's always having one, I wish I knew how.

Strength of the world, is slowly killing me,
My tears keep smearing my vision, I can barely see.
It feels like everyone is pushing me away,
But the strength of the world, can't keep me up today.

~*Who Cares?*~

"Daughter of a freak"
by Wings of an Angel

Her hair so awful, her skin so pale,
She always wondered, where did she fail?
Born by a freak, raised as a slave,
No one to guide her, to tell her how to behave.
Years of working, years so dark,
She has never seen light, it has left its mark.
Shut in a room, just going out to clean,
It's the most horrifying thing they'd ever seen.
A key to lock her bedroom door,
Nothing on the walls, nothing on the floor.
No pillow, no bed, no good memories to hold,
No warmth, no love, nothing but cold.
Her mother locked the door, threw away the key,
The girl keeps asking herself "Whats so wrong with me"
Sitting in her room, hearing her mother go out,
She tries to scream, she tries to shout.
Her mother left her behind, in this room to die,
Now she's sitting there, trying not to cry.
She lays down, on the cold hard ground,
Trying to pray, hearing no sound.
Laying there for a couple of days,
in darkness and sadness, down she layes.
She will never raise again, never see the light,
She finally gives up, she will no longer fight.
Her eyes cry of sorrow, her eyes cry of tears,
Suddenly she sees something, an angel appears.
"Come with me, darling, come to the light,
"We will love you, you don't have to fight"
The angel smiles and reaches out her hand,
Where did this come from, she doesn't understand.
The girl reaches out her hand, suddenly starts to soar,
"Don't worry little darling, they won't hurt you anymore"

Superman's Dead
by †!♪~*`Bryce Dressler`*~♪!†

Johnny J Smith
had straight A's in school.
Class president every year
he never broke the rules.

Had the coolest friends
never got in fights.
But his friends never saw him
after school at night.

Every problem thrown his way
he fought it to the end.
His family and friends
nicknamed him superman.

Saving damsels in distress
standing up for the weak.
He had the intelligence of a genius
the room always quite when he'd speak.

But nobody knew what happened
late every single night.
When Johnny was caught in the middle
of his mother and father's fight.

Every day after school
Johnny would walk home alone.
Come home to his parents,
to a family with a heart of stone.

Objects were thrown
as they fly across his face.
He tried so hard to please
but he was seen as a disgrace.

His grades would start to slip
and he would fight even more.
But the more that he fought
the harder he was thrown to the floor.

Friends began to leave him
people ignored him as he spoke
as hard as he tried to fix it all
his life was only seen as a joke.

Bottles and knives still flying
from one room to the next.
Giving up on everything else
he took advantage of one object.

He slowly cried as the pain took hold
remembering the life once adored.
Brought down to this hopeless sham
a life now only ignored.

With his last remaining minute
he reached for a paper and pen.
Leaving a note for whoever cared
or cared for a life that had been.

Days had past since then
before he was found
his parents killed each other
the house no longer made a sound.

Old friends came again
to see the horrible site
No soon after did they find the note
that the young boy did write.

Everyone held their breath
as the note was slowly read.
Written with four crimson words
"Your Superman is Dead."

(C) 2006 Bryce Dressler

~Mud on my Pearls~

Ouch it hurts
Broken heart and alone,
Tears shed down my face,
Mud on my pearls
I am a disgrace.
My wings are broken
Split into two,
Ouch it hurts
It is never fun
Being unloved.

I can not see
Beyond the stars
The moon shines down
I am a mist
Of let me downs.
Turn your head
I will slip back into shadow
Do not look at me
Just turn away.

No kisses will touch
My lips,
No gentle hand
Will warm my heart
Alone I shall be,
Mud on my pearls
I am a disgrace.

hey, that's 18. is this getting judged?

thanx 3rd place first contest wow :):):)

wow all your poems were really good well done :):)