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What is wrong with me?I'm a monster
I'm a freak
Save yourself
Stay away

I lash out
I break
I hurt
I'm sorry

I lost control
For one moment
Pushed over the edge
It was too much

I can't believe it
What is wrong with me?
How could I do this?
It won't happen again

But still stay away
Why not?
Why be near me?
What good is there to hold by?

Theres one light left
One candle
On the outside
To relight the others inside

I'm just a girlI'm just a girl
With ruffled hair
And sore eyes
I'm just a girl
Who likes to write
And can't draw
I'm just a girl
With childish fantasies
And faded dreams
I'm just a girl
With cold hands
And a warm heart

That no one can see.

monsteri hide my face
behind my hair
so people won't see
my ugly face
and get scared
i'm a monster
so please don't stare

SuicidalBlood flows from our wrists,
Making our hands turn into fists.
We only feel the pain and sorrow,
Have we given up hope for a better tomorrow?

The rope is hanging from the ceiling,
Helping us end that miserable feeling.
The pills are scattered across the floor,
Maybe we need to swallow just one more?

Others might refuse to see the cruelty of life,
While others try to end it by the knife.
Trying to get out of this cruel dream,
Sometimes all we can do is scream.

There are others like you out there,
You might not yet know where.
But they try to overcome it,
That's something not all will admit.

Every one of us needs a helping hand,

Waking NightmaresWaking Nightmares:

It begins in the same way, every single night
Fire spreading from an altar in the darkness—
As all living beings are slowly consumed,
The coruscating flames appear wet with blood…

The scene then changes to a flooded hallway
Live wires dangling just above the water,
Like venomous serpents slithering in the darkness—
A single pounce would end my life…

Eventually the hallway ends with a door,
One that reminds me of forgotten yore—
And my thoughts shall be in rhyme at this point
As though lips and tongue are eternally joint…

What maddened schemes have they in mind?
It is not a questio

The Wet InkI hope you know
That every night
You're in my head

I hope you know
That I still care
And that I did was wrong

The ink is wet
As I write
On this piece of paper

For the tears
Of my sins
They won't disappear

Why I Hate My LifeWhy I Hate My Life:

Despite the fact that I'm a trained professional
I have to work odd-jobs making deliveries on a motorcycle

The only girl who I ever loved
was just using me as a replacement

The only girl that actually likes me
runs a bar and took over my house

I don't have the guts to kick her out
so I end up sleeping at an abandoned church

I've recently picked up a strange rash
it hurts and I have to wear sleeves to cover it

My only friends are a guy that never comes out from a forest
and a girl that's always looking to steal the meager possessions I have

Everything sucks really
because the one person who cared about me
is

Name MeDon't call me childish,
When you treat me like a child.
Don't call me crazy,
When you drive me wild.

Don't ask me for help,
When you've left me to drown.
Don't ask me to smile,
When you've made me frown.

Don't make me fight,
When you can't defend.
Don't make me be honest,
When you can't pretend.

Don't tell me to dream,
When you're my nightmare.
Don't damn me to hell,
When you're my only prayer.

Do save yourself;
It's too late for me.
Do ignore the rules;
For me, set yourself free.

All EndsIf you cut you'll bleed
If you bleed you'll die
If you're sad you'll smile
And if you smile it's a lie

If you lie you'll live
If you live you'll die
If you cheat you'll win
And if you win you'll cry

If you cry you'll lose
If you lose you'll die
If you run you'll stay
And if you stay you'll fly

If you fly you'll fall
If you fall you'll die
'Cause no-one will catch you
If your life is a lie.

Yeah I'm Stupid!Yeah I'm Stupid!:

Indeed you are absolutely superior. A divine being, more intelligent,
Learned and completely right in everything you say about me.
However, if I might be permitted to — as they say in slang —
"Drop the beat", then I'd like to show you my own style of doing things.
Art thou ready for this my sibling from a different parent?

-

Sir can I have just a moment of your time? I think I lost
My will, let me sit and bust a rhyme — rappin' like I'm
Edgar Allan singin' Raven songs, thank god I have a
life and love that keeps me really strong. See I
Understand the fact that you may not like the things I do,
Str

I Comfort MyselfWith a warm drink, whispering secrets to my own reflection.

The struggles that plague me, though none may know,

Are only for the ears of my quiet mirror, who smiles

Softly, warmly and with care. He tells me, I'm fine

I've done well for now and soon I may finally rest.

Though the silence continues to press upon me,

Weighing upon my soul like an iron crate.

Still I find comfort in whispering secrets,

If only to my own reflection - holding a warm drink...

-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th October 2012

I'm Here for YouWhat do you expect me to say
When you keep pushing me away?
Remember—I can't read your mind,
And time cannot rewind.

Regret will only make it worse—
Like a bad omen from a curse.
This will surely make you stronger;
Please just hold on longer.

I'll be here, right by your side;
You don't have to run and hide.
Just try to find the silver lining—
The sun will keep on shining.

Never forget that this is true:
I am here for you.

queen of nothing.what I've learned:

I still remember singing in my room when I was six, and having my mother come down the hall and slam the door so hard that the windows shook.

Her nails hurt when she scraped the tears off my face. "It doesn't matter what you want," she'd always tell me.

Like, when that drunk driver swerved and hit her car – I didn't want her to leave me, and it didn't matter.

Once on vacation I bought a pair of fuzzy leather heels for two hundred dollars, and when I wore them to dinner, I found out that

1. "Suede" is a fancy word for "fuzzy leather."

And 2. Good things don't last: That night my cousin told me that she thought 135

ConfidenceThe mirror said nice things about me today.
But tomorrow it will probably be biased,
And strongly opinionated,
To say otherwise.

Androphobiai was stitched lips and a flightless raven heart-
all sex and a contorting spine;
his own lips engraving 'kiss me's' on empty stars.

& between you and me: i feared his teeth,
& tongue, & honest organs-
with skin that begged, 'please, don't touch me.'

don't touch me.
don't fucking touch me.

i am not soft.

there is a war raging in my lungs,
screaming through the uncharted galaxies
of my wanderlust heartstrings.

i am not soft.

i am lust, & war, & envy—

i am sin,

crooked, misshapen,
& the kind of prosetry yet to be proofrea

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by ~Calypso-Dawn, Oct 8, 2012, 6:58:45 AM
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I'm sorry I'm random
I'm sorry I'm odd
I'm sorry I'm weird
I'm sorry I'm strange
I'm sorry I'm different
I'm sorry I'm me.

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~jk4000 Nov 12, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

Well that completely describe who I am

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~Calypso-Dawn Nov 12, 2012

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`Infinite-Heart Nov 7, 2012 General Artist

Very powerful! I like vent poetry. I probably have 10 pages worth.

I love the structure and deep meaning.

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~Calypso-Dawn Nov 8, 2012

Oh, thank you very much!

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`Infinite-Heart Nov 8, 2012 General Artist

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~noharashin Oct 14, 2012 Student Traditional Artist

i'm getting that you're sorry for something.

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~kerry39 Oct 12, 2012

thats me

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~kitcatclaz Oct 11, 2012 Professional Photographer

I would in hopes they would of inspired you just the same. & your most welcome

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~Solaces Oct 11, 2012

And FYI, hiding comments just because they're negative is pretty lame.

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~Calypso-Dawn Oct 11, 2012

Thank you for your opinion.

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