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I have always been hesitant to post my poetry on the internet because I feared someone would plagarize it and claim it as their own. To prevent this I have gotten them published. So, if you copy it in whole or in part and claim it as your own and I find out, I will be brutal as these writings mean so much to me. Most were written when I was a teenager so you might read them and think *what is she worried about, these things are terrible* but they are mine, a part of me, a part of who I was at that moment in time. Please respect that.

Fragmented
Sanity shines like a distant star
Far out of ‘my’ reach

Teasing

One sock, two socks, three socks four
Now I have a pile on the floor.

It’s not me, it’s not mine

I reach a hand to the sky
Though I know ‘I’ can’t touch

Taunting

Grey runny gruel cold to the core
Please sir, can I have some more?

I didn’t do it, not this time

Oceans Wars
Smashing, crashing against the rocks.
Swirling grey torrents overwhelming.
Thunderous noises that echo,
Far into the distance.

Purple bloated objects beneath the surface
Like dead rotting flesh.
Blackness above;
Frozen at the edges.
Cold, biting, sharp gusts
Contributing to the chaos.
Emptiness

One, stands alone watching the battle,
Crying out pitifully.
The sound emitted is drowned out by the ensuing rage,
And the war has yet to be won.
Loneliness

No soul, but one purpose;
No control, but one goal;
No desire, but one destiny;
To destroy.
Despair

Instability reigns over this immortal creature.
It strives to make death out of life,
And a mockery out of death.
It yearns to take the breath from everything;
Anything that has a vision of hope,
A dream of tomorrow, or an image of what could be,
Tearing apart all prophecies of the future,
And replacing it with the terror of the present.
Fright

Smashing, crashing against the rocks,
The bones of the deceased.
Swirling grey torrents overwhelming
Those trapped, forcing them to drown.

Emptiness, loneliness, despair, fright.

Silent Requiem
real, unreal, gone, back again
where’s my anchor, where’s my zen

a wandering soul with a match, no match

it burns, these fires inside me
look inside, tell me what you see

this gift of life, please tell me what’s the catch

where am i
a frozen haven
fires don’t thaw

in my mind
trapped eternally
soul burned raw

save me, sell me, push me, pull
silent screams, my head is full

a requiem for the lost dead living

cold hands, cold heart, life in ice
strike me down, i will bleed my vice

no song, no words, my silence still singing

Surface
time, time again
to lay down before
the waterfall

be lost from sight
from sound
from all

beneath the surface
no breath from air
looking up at the
night’s cold stare

alone, alone again
west of east and
north of south

nowhere be found
no eyes
no mouth

a dream gone awry
god’s empty mind
a myth, a lie
for none to find

Dark Light
Monsters hiding beneath your bed
Monsters hiding inside your head

Faith protect you
Darkness guide you

Jump! I’ll catch you when you fall

Light to touch you
Love to heal you

All is done and all is said
Tears and grief are for the dead

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