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What can I say about me. I'm another brick in the wall. I've drifted from my highs and to my lows. It hurts sometimes, and sometimes I wake up shivering cold. Poetry is an escape. People come and go like ghosts on a freight train; this gets to me alot. My

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Who's who?: 1 of 7

*This is about different beings flowing through my life. We've all seen the homeless man In that church with his bad sin Begging for some righteousness He puts his dollar in the plate As he begs for a decent fate With dirt piled in his eyes Everyone's thrown stones And broken his bones For being such a horrible sinner Just l...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hope: 43 of 245

*This is about hope There's a feeling I get When we tend to forget Everything I dream of I pray to Heaven above When the world below Gets too red to show I know it's time to turn To somewhere I yearn Just when you see The smoke through the trees You tend to hide out Swallowed yourself in all of the doubt You try to run away ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Walk on a wire: 1 of 5

Walk out on the wire Life to expire And there are angels amongst us I get to the end I see two beautiful God-sends With words they melt my heart away They're fighting on their own now They trap themselves alone All in a saddened home They struggle their lives forward There's a feeling I get When I talk to the west In a fearf...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Deserted: 1 of 5

I wanted to be you So long ago I felt your heart in my soul I hated to be lost alone in that snow I've been emerged in water Baptized in fire Danced on the freeway Took myself higher I saw your pain Beneath the blue in your eyes It's sad how time slows down But its tendency that flies I waited on the freeway Of Middle Americ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: My own society: 1 of 5

My soul floats around This cold rustic train Ghosts that I've been with Live on here, not in vein Tears fall down my cheek I feel alone I feel alive Everyone's gone I look at other people I see potential Some things changed in my heart Cold and withdrawn is my style I feel so withdrawn in my life I have my own society I'm li...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Destiny: 34 of 158

From underneath stars Venture dreams of afar In the shining blue I find only that is true I wonder way out west That of things look best I look above Only for beautiful love From the piper's mouth His words head south Beating hearts break Creative souls ache In a language we all know Spoken soft and slow Cry children yet to ...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Endings: 14 of 64

As I turn around to see The bloody tears beneath your eyes I wonder if it's ever Just too late to cry I walked away From something beautiful I hear the rain around me Reminding me that life is cruel You beg and plead For my heavenly return Your heart is still near mine Heartbreak is something to learn I want to disappear Aga...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dreamers: 10 of 40

I've traveled my way Along these streets In and out of ghosts lives Disappear from the beats In beds are the souls asleep Drifting in and out of the symptom Cause depression is a symptom of pain Not an illness and not just a prison I've seen people drift in and out Like drifters on a freeway I've lost touch with them all Tha...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Inspired by television: 4 of 13

*This is about a 1990's sitcom, specifically two characters; can you guess which one? She said she doesn't know How to handle her love She seems so upfront She acts so tough She cried to her mom About his guy She's in love with him Emotions about to fly They make up together They separate their hearts They're back together S...
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Hypocrites: 1 of 3

*This is about a person who shows themself as a two-faced being. Sad really. I guess I am I am just fine Angelic, beautiful ma'am How about some wine? You look over at me You see me good You set my soul free Vome home if you could? We follow our hearts Hearts of gold You repair my soul in parts Your an angel, so I am told Th...