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Love Is...Love is staring into your eyes
After our first kiss.
The emotion in your voice
When you tell me you love me.

Love is letting you hold me,
Feeling the rapid pounding of your heart.
Reminding me that we're both alive,
And never wanting to let you let me go.

Love is a short lived dream;
Unforgettable and haunting.
You don't know it's over
Until after it comes crashing down.

Love is watching you walk away,
Wanting to beg you not to go;
But not being able to breathe,
Collapsing on the ground after you diseappear

Love is killing the dreamer inside,
That says it will be ok.
Giving up hope on life and love,
After you gave up on me.

Love is screa

AwayI want to fly away,
up, in the sky.
down, back to earth.
I want
I want to go.
Away, anywhere, nowhere, somewhere.
Just go,
Leave, let go, live.
I want to fly away,
somewhere I can stay.

PillsHere's a pill for my broken heart,
A pill for my body parts,
I can never again call holy.
One for each day where I slowly,
Die again, again, and again.
And then,
A few more for each jail visit,
A handful as an alternative for the razors that used to sit,
On my wrist.
Half a bottle for all of the lies.
A bit more just so I can get by.
The rest for all of the tears and blood shed.
Oops, I'm dead.

Locked doorsLocked doors

Closed doors
Red eyes
I can see you
you choose to hide
shattered
it broken
leave me broken and battered
talk
just talk
the invisible end
twisting turning but it's lockd
"any day now"
you say
life fog
it hangs
franticly grasp and cling
to this pitiful
withering
thing
has the dream been a lie
a simple flash
then
goodbye

First LoveMost people don't remember it,
But I do so well.
Your eyes, you lips, your skin,
The musty, seductive smell.
I remember the first time I hear your name; smoothly uttered out of undeserving lips.
Most people don't remember it;
When you hear your lovers name for the first time.

I remember when I first saw you.
I don't know how, but something clicked.
Something in your eyes locked mine into place.
I'll never be let go.
Oh darling, how I loved it so.

Then, I heard you speak.
Not to me, but from afar.
You were cocky; I could tell,
But God, how I wanted to hear you speak my name.

Fast forward a bit to the first time we touched;
To the first time

The Mona Lisa WorldThe meaning?
The purpose?
The definition is unknown.
An expression?
Maybe.
But what does it mean?
Happiness?
No.
Because it's not always real.
Sadness?
No.
Because it's not always fake.
A word I cannot define.
If I were to know,
would it be different?
But then why?
Why don't I know?
Normal people do it all the time.
But it's fake.
Maybe real, but fake.
Not sincere.
The expression is supposedly a treasure.
More beautiful then diamonds.
Than platinum.
Just a little bit less than love.
As if I could even talk about that.
The mystery behind the action.
To raise the sides of your lips.
What's the answer the problem?
The piece to the puzzle?
Why is it that people smile?

Beautiful Insecurities! (I dare you!)So recently as most of you watchers of mine know, I took a picture and uploaded it. It was a picture of my cleft lip and palate. More importantly it was a picture of a part of me that I have tried to cover up and hide my entire life. Hard to do when it's dead center in my face but believe me, that didn't stop me from trying. Make-up, lighting, scarves, pictures of only certain angles. I was bullied in school. I had those that would call me "Crooked nose", "Third nostril", "Ugly", among other things... Then there were those that would just be curious and ask, "Oh my God, what happened to your face?!". Then there were those that treated me like a charity case. Like "Aw you poor thing, people are so mean to you." I didn't like any of those of coarse.
I spent years with insecurities and hiding. I thought they were all right and I was ugly. I tried not to be vain but then I was about myself.
One day I just had enough. I wanted to just put it out there. I wanted to take a picture of my most

I Didn't KnowI don't know what my life will be like
Without having you,
You learned how easily you could leave
No-strings attached.
I learned that I trust too much
Too quick did my heart latch.

I really did assume
You were better than they said
I think all the compliments
I made up inside my head

I remember you looked down on me
Vocalized negative thoughts
It wasn't just your words that struck
To rip my world apart.

If this is how you treat yourself
I guess we both learned something new
There is no deeper meaning
To the shallow “I love you.”

Tell meMy heart was feeling like a feather
floating out of my chest and into my mouth

So I told you how I felt

And you said nothing

nothing

for what seemed like days;

you said nothing

But I think I saw a glint of a smile on your lips
so my hope is not lost

I'll wait patiently
until you tell me how you feel
about me, the future

our future?

And even if it's not what I want to hear
I will still listen
I'll take any words I can get from you

Please say something...

Other Fish in the Seai don't look
for you in other things
i look for other things
in you

The Silent GameHate me?
I don't care.
Not anymore.
We're not what we used to be.

Don't want to talk?
Fine.
Let's play the silent game.
I'll cut you off.

Don't care what happens to me?
Good.
I don't either.
Neither of us can see.

Having fun yet?
I'm not.
I'll prented I miss you
What is it that you don't get?

Happy now?
I sure hope not.
I'll deny the past.
To fix this, I don't know how.

I'm dead to you?
Ha!
Good one.
Then you don't care what I'm going to do.

I'm unheard?
No surprise,
no shocker there, not
That's absurd!

Just don't care anymore?
Want me gone.
That's nice,
There's the door.

You can drift farther away,
So far,
I can't see you,
Can't he

Reality and the truthThey say that this is the reality
this is it, there's nothing else
They tell me to focus on real things
such as grades of school
work and money
career and family.
They tell me to stop dreaming and snap back to reality
but what do they know about that?

Just let me ask you, dear reader
What is the definition of reality?

Is it what we see right now? Or is it something else?
Is reality, just this moment or the next one?

The overpopulated Earth, too many people, making too many problems without solutions
The human race sinking into darkness, torturing it's own child
Meaningless wars, meaningless promises of peace. Where's our Superman when we n

The Joy of Being WrongI'm "always" wrong
in his eyes I was at least,
but I enjoy being off.

Where's the fun in always being right?
I prefer being left
getting dirty
and making mistakes
I'm just human after all.

Where's the danger in always being right?
It seems too safe
and vanilla for my taste
make a story for yourself
the bumps in the roads
and the great triumphs
are what make it worthwhile
and mistakes pave that road

Where's the knowledge gained when always being right?
One isn't going to learn
if they think they know it all
being wrong
means you can learn to be right
and making mistakes
means you can learn to be wise

I never needed that self medication

It's so easy to say Isn't it? It's so easy to say
Isn't it?
follow through and fall down
This is the world
isn't it?
Follow through
She wanted to
No longer here
no longer seems like a bad idea

Keep it outKeep it out
Out of sight
Out of mind
Even if if really means
Keeping it all in

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Lies“I'm fine”
What a lie.
What a cynical beast.
What deceits your tainted lips
They shall release.
And the others they don't mind.
So long as they do not find,
Those scars that litter your wrists.
The ones you wish someone would kiss.
And your desperate cries for help
Land on empty ears.
Proving your deepest fears,
That no one ever interferes.

“I'm just tired”
Is the lie
For which everyone sees your deception.
But no one has the heart to give you their acception.
So you are left alone,
With your depression and rejection.
Left all alone with no one to help you cope,
You have little to no hope.
Now you're stuck inside your

DemonsThe darkness is looming
From the beast within
A haunting nightmare
Created by meth and sin
It burns down your temples
And slashed your priests
It'll rip apart your god
At your very feet
Hail to the one who showed us our will
Hail to the one who taught us how to kill

HimI've been beaten down,
I've been knocked to the ground.
But here I stand.

I've been thrown around,
I've been beaten and bruised
But here I am.

And he makes me believe,
That there is more to life,
Than cruelty and hurt.

And he is the one who makes me smile.
And he is the one who makes me laugh.
He is the one, that gets me through the past.

After all my shame,
After all my pain,
He loves me.

And through all the mind games,
Through all those twisted days,
He loves me.

And I love him.

ConformityIt is with the simplest of thought,
That runs through our mind,
That we should follow,
The popular kind.

It is without any notice,
That we should go stand behind.
That we should follow,
And do so without our mind.

It is In blindness we go,
Through dark tunnels a like.
And take the roads,
Where there is less a fight.

It is with punishment at misdeed.
Of going away.
TO that a place where never before,
a figure had thought to lay.

It is without a mind,
Tat we should follow.
And should we go a stray,
Our minds the once more they should swallow.

Open Your EyesOpen your eyes,
And look inside of mine.
See the love I feel,
Overwhelming the hate.
The hate that consumes and separates.

Open your eyes,
And see my love for you.
My love for every fiber of your being,
Your soul and mind.
And imagine our love combined.

Open your eyes,
And feel my happiness.
My uncontrollable delight,
At our being together,
And together forever.

Open your eyes,
And look within mine.
See what I see in you.
See the love I have for you.
This love that is true.

Bleed It AwayDaddy,
Why don't you know?
Al the pain that you've caused,
On top of it all.

Mommy,
Why do you just stand there?
Well they pile it on,
Day after day.

Friends,
Why do you laugh?
At the jokes they make,
When me it breaks.

Is it not enough?
To just get through the day?
Why do you have to hate?

And I just cry,
I just cry.
And try to hide,
My own escape.

And if you really
Knew what I do
In my room when
I'm alone.

And if you knew
The thoughts
That run threw my own head
Every day.

Would you cry?
I swear I would cry,
And bleed it away.

I just bleed it away.

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Ok?

by ~utterlyunoriginal, Jan 23, 2013, 1:22:18 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Am I ok?
Am I ok?
Tell me,
What is “ok?”
What is this word that seems to decide the very fate of a man?
What is this word that decides the stability of a man's frame of mind?
Why is so much at stake on the idea of being “ok?”
Tell me am I ok?
Is it ok,
That voices lurk inside my mind?
Is it ok,
That blood stains my hands?
Is it ok,
The remorse I do not feel.
Is it ok,
The thoughts I have, & the temptations of it all?
Is it ok,
To just let it all go, to let this life just slip away?
Is it ok.
Can you tell?
Do you see it yet?
I am really not ok.

Ok?by ~utterlyunoriginal

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

©2013 ~utterlyunoriginal

~Riot-Girl16 Jan 23, 2013 Writer

This piece really speaks to me. It's just amazing!!!

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~Vixen68 Jan 23, 2013 Hobbyist Writer

I really like this piece

very powerful!

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=xInner-Wolfx Jan 23, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

o m g!!!

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