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Invisibletake a deep breathe and count to ten .

what just happened ... will never happen again .

your hands start to tremble; the sink is cold .

you tell yourself you are strong; you are bold .

don't look in the mirror and stare .

this isn't right ... this isn't fair .

don't think about it too much, or you'll go insane .

tears and blood make their way down the drain .

what just happened ... to me ?

why do you feel so gross and dirty ?

feeling so worthless and wasted .

so unloved , abandoned, and tasted .

having given them everything, every part .

why did they turn, and break your heart ?

shattering every piece, leave you broken .

every

The EscapistIt is really insomnia
If you're keeping me awake?
Is it the infatuation
That made me start to shake?
Is it so peculiar
If you make me feel brand new?
Is it some kind of obsession
That I have with you?

I watch you when I feel lonely
Is that so wrong?
I think of you when they hurt me
So what if that's all day long?
You make me feel so happy
What if that's all I have?
Should that be taken away
Just because it sounds mad?

Because right now in real life
There's no happily ever after
When I see something I don't like
I can't just skip the chapter
Or quickly press fast forward
On a TV remote control
Real life is but a wound
And you help fill the h

Lucifer and VisitorThe Devil mourned his homeland lost

Upon a stone in exile deep

Beneath the great Earth’s hardened crust

Where fires rage inside the sea

Much too far for father sky

To see the rock where The Devil lie

As he lamented, sullen, weary

Expression that of sorrow true

A Thing appeared, and very clearly

Cracked the gates of Lucifer’s tomb

The grin that danced upon his face

Found hell to be the quaintest place

The thing approached and asked him kindly,

“Why do you mourn your banishment?

All the land above I do see

But I’ve never seen an armament

So well hidden from my mighty eyes

Which see all things as they liv

SanctuarySanctuary
I don't know you enough
To even know your last name
But I do know that you've had it rough
As I have felt the same
But you've suffered more in your distress
Making my past sorrows
Seem nothing more than a jest
Knowing atonement heralds tomorrow
Even so, I know the pain
And the committal to aid
In my heart has lain
Of course, if you desire it made
My heart, I swear, broke
When I heard of your troubled emotions
And the stress driving you to provoke
And this stayed in my notion
Maybe I could give comfort
Make the past easier to overlook
Together, rid of our contorts
And be each other's retreating nooks.

AnimalsWe’re animals, we’re beasts who prey
Upon the weak who fear our stay
Its natural to feast and slay
Their hearts bleed in our jowls

We all wear masks and masquerade
As decent creatures, folks who pray
But deep inside, our demons play
Beneath cowardice cowls

The others claim to know the way
Those neutered, tamed, trained to obey
Condemning us for what we say
Look down at us with scowls

They lock our voices in a cage
Restrictions bind, we’re blind with rage
Liberate yourselves, you slaves
Let free your hungry howls

To the vermin calling me scoundrel
I will not heel, I will not bow
You’ll hear the hatred in my growl
Th

*Tears*Soft rain washes tears
Hard love runs down the drain
Solitary now.

2013 Delice1941
20th May2013

GenderGender was complicated
for me at least.

Unlike the others
it wasn't so black
or white
more like
a very large scale
filled with shades
of confusion.

Male?
Not exactly.

Female?
Not quite.

I wanted the
broad shoulders
that men obtained
by nature. I ached
for the clavicles
that showed whether
you were average
or thin.
I desired the chiseled jaw,
the strong arms
that could make
any girl feel
safe,
the deep voice that
could make her
swoon with
the right words.

However,
I longed for
the graceful walk
that females could master
so naturally.
The soft voice
that could make any man
question his feelings.
I needed the long fingers
that woul

My Lonely LoveWipe off your tears
and hold your head high
get rid of your fears
and heave your biggest sigh
Oh, my lonely love

Alone in a crowded room
Feeling so scared
The shadow of isolation looms
and it feels like they don't care
My lonely love

Remembering the times
when it was just us
Sorrow, with its sweetest rhymes
think of it as you must
My lonely love

Crying alone at night
wondering what you did
hearing them fight
when you were only a kid
my lonely love

Told that you were ugly
that you were not good enough
they will just never see
That they weren't all that tough
my lonely love

When it feels as though your soul is gone
And your heart is broken

Notes and LettersI wrote a note the other day,
And with it shared my feelings.
I've tried to have it other ways,
But they seem to be congealing.

I loved the stars when I was young;
The first word of mine was "light".
Of happy thoughts, I once had none,
But now the world's more bright.

I feel too much frustration,
I need to be more calm.
I drown in hesitation,
Too scared to sing my song.

I never was the kind of child
I wish I could have been.
At times I've been more meek and mild,
But later I learned to sin.

I wonder, sometimes, whose life I'm living,
Whose soul endows this frame.
I blunder, sometimes, when what they give me
Doesn't match my name.

For tho

Whence To WhereYou surprise me and confuse me,
And make me love you more.
The brightness may undo me,
The darkness I adore.

There's so much grey,
And so much pain
That brings rejuvenation.
I fall and sink,
But then I blink
Before illumination.

Whence to where is what I asked,
But much is coming clear.
My sadness fading here at last,
And with it all my fears.

You've brought me out,
How can I count
The times you've soothed my soul?
From where I was,
You may become
The star that leads me home.

Light and dark will mold and mix
Till grey is what I see.
A calming sight that seems to fix
What once was wrong with me.

The LiarWhen I found out the truth
The filthy thing under the bed
I screamed and howled
And learned to hate;

For the truth was biting
Bitter and cold
Like a burning hailstorm
That I wished had never unfold

I kept a secret
Told a lie
I spoke words of hatred
Felt something wilt and die

The world was faux
An unattainable fantasy
Hopes were fed to monsters
In my blood that cried blasphemy

I don't think you knew
Because you'd hate me if you did
To know our common blood was false
Of me, you'd surely rid

So I cut you off first
Then you'd never have the chance
To look under the bed
And pierce me through with a lance

I destroyed you first
So I'd not be

Dear FutureDear future,
Am I merely a voice, left far in the past?
Where the sun once shone
Where I once laughed
Where the rain of my eyes
Poured down on my lap
Turned my face scarlet
And melted my mask

Dear future,
Does the sky still look the same?
Its brilliant blue
Screaming my name
Lending me wings so that I may fly
Pulling my feathers
And watching me die
Heartbroken, and crumpled upon the ground
Breathing faint words
In gasping sounds
Does its beauty still torture me so?
Please, dear future, I yearn to know

Am I merely the words from some distant shore?
Am I a memory, or something more?
Does the snow fall when the sun goes missing
Or does it mere

In tribute to a friendFORGET

To forget a promise made
To forget a heart in pain
To forget a friendship's fade
To forget attempts in vain

To forget the start
To forget the bloody end
To forget what breaks a heart
To forget about about a friend

To forget what you had
To forget what you lost
To forget why she's mad
To forget cruelty's cost

To forget a monster's sins
To forget an artist's layers
To forget the bloody skins
To forget silenced prayers

To forget a line of lies
To forget what most would hide
To forget a horrid cry
To forget who's heart will bide

Please forget
Forget to have known
Forget to have been shown
Forget everything,
You are not alone

13. MisfortuneYou took the vow,
You said you would.
By all accounts,
Your word was good.
You loved me,
That much was clear.
And I loved you.
You know that, dear.
So please explain,
Why did you leave?
So much pain,
With no reprieve.
Did our love end?
Not on my side.
Was it pretend?
Or has it died?
Alli know, I'm
A single mom
With two young kids.
I miss you, Tom.

EmptyI don't think I have
anymore feelings to give--
for that, I'm sorry.

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by ~petemq, Feb 18, 2012, 10:03:46 AM
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Der Weg ist immer klar gewesen

Die Einbahnstraße namens Leben

Für alle gleich
Ob arm Ob reich
Letztendlich wird ein jeder bleich
_

Die große Reise, einst begonnen

Ist keiner je zurückgekommen

Ob niemand kann?
Ob niemand will?
Warum ist die Verbindung s t i l l ?
_

Denn niemand geht ins Leere

Ohne Leere da. zu. lassen.

Ohne, dass sich Menschen hassen
Für das. was nicht. gewesen. wäre.
_

Kann, wer geht, die Welt vermissen,
Wie die Welt ihn selbst vermisst?

Ist es für ihn auch so trist?
Wie für uns, die noch bleiben müssen?

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Ein Todesfall.
Wie trösten?
Wie schreiben über?

Ich habe, entgegen meiner Gewohnheiten, mit Formatierung und Satzzeichen gearbeitet. Aber es passt natürlich in das klassische 4-Verse-4-Strophen-Schema. Auch Reimschema und Metrum wechseln, aber jede Strophe für sich stimmt wieder

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~HRO-013 Oct 4, 2012

ich hätte mir hier noch eine strophe über den essenziellen bedarf des todes für das leben der geboren-werdenden gewünscht; so nach dem motto:

und die neuen, sich in die welt begeben
an dir liebe person vorbeigingen
werden dank in uns´re welt bringen
mit ihrer liebe wirst du weiter leben.

...so ungefähr - weißt schon wie ich meine.

~petemq Oct 4, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Hmm... ich verstehe den Gedanken, und um der Kunst willen wäre es vielleicht eine Verbesserung. Da ich das Gedicht jedoch nicht nur gewidmet, sondern auch für jemanden geschrieben habe, passt es (aus meiner Perspektive) einfach nicht da rein, vom Kontext her.

Aber danke für die Kritik! Und, wo du schon so gut anfängst, vielleicht willst du selber ein Gedicht in der Richtung schreiben?

~HRO-013 Oct 4, 2012

ohne quatsch: ich spielte schon mit dem gedanken mir dies als nächstes vorhaben auf die liste zu setzen - so in angelehnter inspiration durch deinen werk.
schau´n wa ma´...

~petemq Oct 4, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Ich würde mich freuen!

~petemq Jul 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Danke für deine konstruktive Kritik!
Ich habe an sich versucht, den Prozess der Entstehung sichtbar zu machen, klarzustellen was für mich Stilmittel sind und was nicht (z.B. "Für das, was nicht gewesen wäre" in der ursprünglichen Fassung, mit dem Hintergedanken dass man den Satz an verschiedenen Stellen hinten abschneiden könnte ["Für das." "Für das, was nicht" "Für das, was nicht gewesen"] Insofern will ich es eigentlich an der Formatierung nichts ändern.
Du hast leider absolut recht was die FullCaps betrifft. Ich wollte es eigentlich kursiv haben, aber das hab entweder ich nicht hinbekommen oder es geht generell nicht. Mal sehen, auf Papier hab ich es eh nur im klassischen Schema.

~lyingdyingwonderbody Jul 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Oh, ich sehe gerade erst deinen Kommentar hier!
Du solltest darauf achten auf den Reply-Button unterhalb des Kommentares zu klicken, dann bekommt derjenige auch eine Benachrichtigung und so hätte ich gewusst, dass du mir geantwortet hast.
Das hier habe ich nur durch Zufall gesehen, da ich mir das Gedicht noch einmal durchlesen wollte.

Das mit dem "Für das [...]" gefällt mir.
Und kursiv geht in dem du <*i>Verbindung</i> schreibst, natürlich ohne das Sternchen.
Weitere Infos zu den Formatierungen findest du hier: [link]
Ich hoffe ich konnte dir helfen

~petemq Jul 3, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Ah stimmt, ich hab ganz vergessen, dass DA HTML zulässt...
Danke! Ich werde das direkt mal umändern.

~lyingdyingwonderbody Jul 4, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Ja, so sieht's super aus!

~petemq Jul 4, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Na dann sind ja schon zwei zufrieden

~lyingdyingwonderbody May 20, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

stark.
gerade die jeweils letzte Zeile der Strophen.

dein Spiel mit der Formatierung könntest du ruhig noch etwas weitertreiben
aber die FullCaps bei "Verbindung" würde ich trotzdem eher weglassen.
das wirkt immer so als würde man schreien...

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