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I began writing in high school, and a lot of my poems I've written are very dark. I grew up in a fairly sad childhood, parents divorced, and most of the poems I've written deal with trying to understand why my parents never really "saw" me, or why they never

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Good-bye: 2 of 135
The sound of the silence awakens me, I look for your presence but am soon reminded you are no longer there, Maybe too many times I took for granted you would be with me always and perhaps if I had shown just a bit more understanding you would be here with me today, I guess I was so caught up in my own happiness I didn't thin... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Growing up: 10 of 98
I often think back upon my childhood and wonder if perhaps I was a bit crazy, or unbalanced, especially in my teenage years. I then convince myself no, I wasn't, and all teenagers felt and feel that way one time or another. I've often wanted to ask some of my childhood friends if they knew; if they could see how dark and unb... More..
Creative Writing > Reflections Reflections: Inspirational: 15 of 86
When I was in my late 20's my life was such turmoil. Growing up in a pretty unloving home I couldn't wait to graduate and get out of that house, out of that state I grew up in. So after being on my own for several years I met a man who was a lot older than I was. He was my first "real" boyfriend and also the first time I had... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Challenges of love: 60 of 252
You are the nurture of my seed, I cling to you with all my strength, afraid to let go, afraid to fall away from the security you have given to me, As the days go by and the urge grows stronger, my vitality weakens, this is not a sign of deficiency, but a sign that I have grown and that I must let go, For all the strings that... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nightmares: 42 of 121
Questions twisting, turning, spinning through my head, makes me dizzy, I'm losing control, Confusion haunts me, I wake up screaming a silent scream, the darkness waits for me, now I sit in this blackness, I feel it seeping through my soul, I'm so scared, I'm stuck in a circle, I'm in the middle, words rush by so fast, stop, ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Spirituality: 39 of 102
Brightness blinds me, darkness frightens me, and silence weakens me, In the brightness there is silence and in the darkness there is silence, so when I am blinded I am weak, and when I am frightened I am also weak, but then I look and I can see you and your presence strengthens me, I rise to be near you, through the darkness... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Who I am: 149 of 364
When I look into the mirror my eyes deceive me, it has been so long now, why is this pain so clearly written on my face, only I can see beneath my eyes and only I can see this black shadow that covers my face, I am a great pretender, you can not see the scars that lie beneath my surface, this shadow is a shield I have create... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Soul-searching: 37 of 82
I grasp for something real, something I can feel, something I can taste, something I can smell, Can you see, can you hear, can you feel this underlying need so deep within me, I lose control and I'm scared, I am so frightened of this feeling of want, of possession, of need, Many have taken from within me, but bitter I've vow... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Insanity: 71 of 143
It follows me whenever I move, when I am being still I watch it circle around me, it never lets me forget that it is there, When I see it, it always has to remind me of how weak I really am, it laughs at me because it knows it will always win, the harder I try to fight it, the stronger it becomes, The laugh is so loud, I try... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Defining God: 27 of 44
Many times when I feel that I have almost overcome these feelings deep within me, there appears something that breaks all I strive for, I look to you for the strength you have promised me, and just when I feel I can really believe in you and accept your outreached hand, you take a step back, causing me to come forward even m... More..