Thoughts By A Friend

Sorry, Did I Scare You?

Fret not child, all will be forgivin
In due time.
Arms held open, I am insulted.
I am the best man you'll ever find.
Don't you worry about a thing, I'm stinging like a pin
In the middle of your brain
Is it obvious enough yet?
Fret not child, all will be listend to in due time.
I have courage.
I have courage.

I'm not pacing these halls any more.
I'm not here to be sacrificed for everyone.
I'm not strong enough for that yet.

Fret not child. You didn't know,
Fret not child. All will be forgivin
In due time.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."
[  Edited by awakendwraith at   ]

But I Was So Close

With my waist wrapped against "No, everythings wrong."
I can take back the heart. Screaming out of control.
If you think thats enough then leave me alone.
I can put on my mask, get under control.

Fight back the "Fuck this" letting it go.
Time to relaxe while eating you whole.
Soft in a pinch and blowing the smoke.
Holding it down, I'll finish the job.

With the sex wrapped against "No. Everythings wrong."
I will take back the last lipped line on the phone.
Step back. I want you. Leave me alone.
Tasting your skin with lack of control.

With an itch I will "Fuck this." letting it go.
Time to relapse, (moan) filling the holes.
Pinch. Make me soft. I'm blowing this up.
Lie as I breath out, "Please stop."

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."
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Dyed Red Is Dead Sexy

Crowded with exageration,
A lack of interest,
I find myself appauled.

Identity with an absence of porpuse.
Fitting in has its perks,
And puddles resemble attraction.

I am the light from below,
And I shine,
And nothign is seen.

And you are so beautiful.

A dull immaturity mistaken for whit.
A love of a life time burning the bridge.
A child is lost.
I can't stand the thought of him touching you.

Ignorance is not bliss.
These eyes make me hurt.
I can't sand the thought of you touching him.

And you are so beautiful.

I have been tossed aside for those lesser.
Peices of fucking shit.
Who are too oblivious to comprehend anything
Past their own will to desecrate
All the is good.
Even in this they are clueless.

And you are so beautiful.

I look around, I look around.
I look around, I look around.
This is not where I belong.
And you are so beautiful.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."
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Stolen Sweetness 3- I Hate It When The Truth Gets Stuck In My Head

The apperition of admition just has never confessed
And I have sold myself so cheaply, and I'd do it again
Companionship is desperation and I'm seeing it slip
I think you're lying, but I'm beaten so I'll just hang my head.

Well, its not so pleasent and its not so conventianal.
It sure as hell ain't normal, but I'll deal. I'll deal.

My head is aching, but I'm sweating and I think it'll pass.
But me ignoring this ain't dealing, its just holding it back.
I've got motives, expectations, but our eyes never met.
I am bold. I let you use me, let me do it again.

Well, its not so pleasent and its not so conventianal.
It sure as hell ain't normal, but I'll deal. I'll deal.

The I.V.s and our hospital beds.
Was this just an accident?
Or just a therupuatic chain of events?

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."

Trust Is Such A Strong Word

Pleasent walking, heads low and you don't even notice.
Shoulder scare, scarred by the lessly explored constrants of hatred.
Non-stop. Damn, she's pretty. I am almost completed.
Two strikes knocked out, Hayley kinda asked for it all.

Eyes connected and a sneer for a greating.
I'm reflecting on things you never believed were appealing
Enough to give it thought, let alone second.
I am figuring out that I am just a peasent.

Earth will be granted, I left you a message.
"Hey, its me. You don't believe me, but I meant it."
I'll either enjoy this or hate, depends on the motive.
I'll either not touch or break it, depends on woman.

They aren't faking, just immature. They really are that fucking stupid.
And when did I miss the memo saying "Thinking is for losers."
She's wearing eye liner and lies better than any other of the forsaken.
I had cold feet and sweaty palms but not a single ounce of hatred.

And I am honest.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."
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Graduation From Childhood

This heart is beating like a stampede of feeling
I am torn, yeah.
My tounge is twisted, my heart is open, you won't listen.
Rational dawn of your face.
And it is beautiful.

I am laughing, I am happy, I am angry, I am sad.
I love you.

This heart is beating like a stampede of feeling
And it scorches. Oh, I forgot.
You are breathing, you are breathing. You are guilty. I am screaming.
You lied to my face.
Oh, and you are so so beautiful.

With all that I have done
I am still...
With all that I have fought
I am still...
With all that you have taught
And I'm still screaming I am confused.
And with all of my love
I'm not good enough for you!
I'm not good enough for you!
(No I am still strong and I am the last one living)
Not good enough. You're not feeling this. You're not ready, listen You're not hating me.
(No I am still strong and I am the last one living)

No you're not.
You're not, you're not, you're not
This lack of caring horrid image of a lifeless
Bring me down.

With all the we have done
We are still.

We are still.

This heart is beating like a stampede of feeling
I am torn, yeah.
My tounge is twisted, my heart is open
And there is a love in its place.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."

Why I'm Better Than You

Sting.
Sting me.
Not that I want it.
Not that it makes me stronger.
Not that it lets me know you're there
Not that I like pain.
Not that I want you to take it out on me. Not that I'm angry.
Not that I think you're just so pretty and I'd do anything to feel you.
Sting me.

I'm smiling darling.
It was so worth it.
I felt. You chose it.
Not me. I'm smiling.
Sting me. I'll let ya.



Concrete. Guess the shape.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."

Dont stop now.....I want more..
Your words are like music.
I feel the beat.
Your handle, "Awakendwraith"
Is the perfect title.

"happiness is something you never experience, but will always remember"

Thanks. Funny you say that, most of these are lyrics to songs I have written.

Myspace And Motion City At 3:30 A.M.

Tell me that you're that your alright...
That everything is alright.

I was sitting eating watermelon and ice cream.
I was talking to an aussie. I was trying to sleep.
I was sitting here and thinking of what you said to me.
I was wondering and happen to find "Yavonneee"

I was sipping on a sprite and thinking you are the love of my life.
Well this life never loved me at all.
I sitting thinking maybe thats its time forget what you said.
But I don't want to. I'll remember this all.
I want to be ok. I want to be ok with the truth.

Too bad you might never see me again.

I was clicking and Cory was rambling in his sleep.
I was smiling and happy that you went out on a date.
I was happy, then it hit me, "Oh God it isn't me."
And then I vommited and laughed and then I started to bleed.

My eyes teary, head was throbing, and my hands starting to shake.
My head was racing, I was pacing in the living room suite.
My hair is greasy, and I'm itching, haven't bathed in a week.
It was love, it was love, it was love, it was me!

And all you want is what you never had at all.
And all you want is "normal." All you want is it all.
And all you want is what you never had at all.

It was love, it was love, it was love, it was me!
I see the peices falling right where I said they would be.
But it was love, it was love, it was love, it was me.
God damn it! There goes my bad timing again! Fuck!

Well tell me that you're alright...
I think I'm getting alright.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."
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the second half is really good awakend.

Oh and I get acknowledged, yes!

"The summit is just a halfway point"

Different Worlds Too Close Tend To Colide

Not every fight is worth taking.
Same with hearts worth breaking.
Now am I mistaken.
Did this work just fine?

I am invincable. I am invincable.

Not every word needs to be said.
Yeah well that is bullshit.
Insecureity and fears.
And a slight dash a regret.

I hear the sound of you settle. (Just give it time)
I have concluded I'm better. (Just give 'em time.)

I am invincable. I thought I'd let you know.
This ain't the only road. I am invincable.

Somethings telling me... She's smarter than I ever thought.
Somethings telling me... Kids never even have a chance to fall in love.

I am invincable. I thought I'd let you know.
This ain't the only road. I am invincable.

If you believe in the message
And try to apply it
You'll see that its much better
With life in the meadow.

I have noticed you're clever
Enough to have meant it.
You gave me your puzzles
I solved them in time.

You said that it didn't matter.
And I begged to differ.
Now I am exstatic
To know we're both right.

I remind you of the path
You chose to abandon.
A long time hasn't passed yet.
Maybe it never will.

And I am so damn forgiving.
At least now I know why.

I am invincable. My path has let me know.
And I have broken the barriers they were afraid to even touch.
I used to think they were sick. I used to think I was better
Yeah but we're just that different.

I'll find a way to transgress.
I will always be ready.

I am invincable. I am invincable.

Not every fight is worth taking.
Same with hearts worth breaking.
Don't you be mistaken.
'Cause this worked just fine.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."
[  Edited by awakendwraith at   ]

Your style is like that of the Confessional Poets. Read their works. Learn about their lives.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessionalism_%28poetry%29

Twenty years from now I'd like to read your poems, hoping that your style has developed. You've got room to grow.

"How can we be just in a world without mercy and merciful in a world without justice?"

Attempt Number Three

I'm never home
I'm fucking cold
My heart is broke
And I need some help
I'm left alone
Virtually no one cares
I'm getting desperate
And I've hit the dirt.
I've lost the fight
It hasnt started
I'm still in love
And I've tried to leave
It's been more than one
But one is special
And suicide
Well it comes to mind
But I've got hope
Funny, I've got hope
I am wrecked
I am tired
I am wasted
I'm expired
I am broken
I have been taken
I am crying
And I need some help

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."
[  Edited by awakendwraith at   ]

Interest

I am consumed. Oh, let this be!
And on our knees we beg and plead.
Stop all the hurting and settling.
Its best we die than never live.

I am renewed. And soon you'll see
That I am right with everything.
I'm full of love. And soon you'll see
There's no longer a need to be scared of me.

I want them to watch as the world weighs down on me.
Don't cross that tape of caution please.
This fight is for professionals only.
Oh take my hand with baby steps.

I want them to watch as the world weighs down on me.
So they will see. So they will feel.
I want them to watch as the world weighs down on me.
So they will learn. A purge of insecureties.

I want them to watch as the world weighs down on me.
I'll give them hope. I'll give them hope.
I want them to watch as the world weighs down on me.
So they can see. So they can feel.

They have the choice. And I have the courage.
I will empower them all.

I want them to watch as the world weighs down on me.
So they will see. So they will feel.
I want them to watch as I hurt and fight and scream.
So they will learn. A purge of insecureties.

I want them to watch as the world weighs down on me.
I'll give them hope. I'll give them hope.
I want them to watch as I hurt and fight and scream.
So they can see. So they can feel.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."

Mission Acomplished

Six months of scratching
Twenty two minute long smile
And a light chest.

This can't be the end... I'm dissapointed.

"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."