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Canvas Dreams
Lay still and listen closely my dear The stars will whisper their secretly softly in your ear Casting a fiery wave of flames that spread across the sky
Nicole (Nikki) M.Published 7 years ago in PoetsUnruly Soul
My soul feels like it has been ripped out of my body, My mind has slipped away. My heart is numb and has locked away into a dark dungeon.
Donna TymecPublished 7 years ago in PoetsOne Date
One year comes and goes. One simple year those made me forget you. One year, one date, that is edged in my mind That will forever haunt me.
Cara AruilioPublished 7 years ago in PoetsProcess of Thought Pt. 1
Take a close look, see the scars on my heart. Nothing's left of the man that came back to tear you apart. I ran in circles chasing a confused memory,
Crossroads
At the Crossroads of heaven and hell The sulfuric ashes awaken my smell Torn between roads of destiny untold Scars openly show the wars of my soul
Rosa CarolPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWhat People Never See
Nobody sees the noose around her neck. Slowly getting tighter. Nobody sees it because she hides it. She hides it because it's made from her thoughts and emotions. Nobody sees the marks she hides under the sleeves she uses to dry her eyes. Nobody sees her cry to herself every night in her room. Nobody sees the way she looks at her reflection. The one people say isn't pretty enough. The one that isn't thin enough. The one that isn't tall enough. The one that will never be perfect enough. Nobody sees her starve herself in an attempt to wither herself down to the perfect weight. She knows that no matter what she will never be "the one." The one with perfect skin. The one with the perfect body. The one that everyone loves. The one that doesn't have to hide behind a fake smile. The one that has real friends. The one that doesn't have to worry all the time about what her bf is doing. The one that doesn't have to worry about not being good enough. The one that never feels alone. The one that finally stopped feeling like she was slowly suffocating in her own mind...
Cyerra GreggPublished 7 years ago in PoetsArthritis
Stalking me as silent as can be, Never knew it would happen to me. Painful and mercilessly on the attack, Don't know how to fight back.
Heather HansonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsMovie Review: Opening Night
Opening Night has the kind of scrappy charm that you want out of a musical. It’s shaggy and flawed but it’s also fun-loving and freewheeling. The story of a Broadway stage manager struggling with personal demons from his own seemingly failed Broadway career, the movie may not have the polish of a Hollywood production but it makes up for it with moxie and the can-do spirit of an underdog production with nothing to lose.
Sean PatrickPublished 7 years ago in Geeks