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8 Writings with Deeper Meanings - March 12th 2011, 03:46 AM

Over the course of a couple days, I have written various things, and they are analogies to me. They haven't been revised, especially the paragraphs, because there is a beauty within the form that seems so unprofessional that expresses the pain.
This is in chronological order from what I have saved until the poem that was written today.

1. Request to Save my Heart
Make it stop loving.

Make it invulnerable.

I have to. It hurts me.

I need to close my heart way.

This loving, this loving, it pains me more than anything else.

I have to stop.

A way is to rip my heart out.

I must find another.

The pain is killing me.

2. I wish

I wish that my family did things together.

I wish I didnít get hit.

I wish I had a life.

I wish writing didnít make me so insane.

I wish I was good at photography.

I wish I had some kind of musical talent.

I wish I didnít love you.

I wish I never dated you.

I wish I wasnít in that group/cliche, because Iím so different from everyone.

I wish I knew what group/cliche I want to be in?

I wish there were no groups/cliches.

I wish I wasnít so selfish.

I wish I wasnít so vulnerable.

I wish I never made mistakes.

I wish I didnít regret things - mostly embarrassing things.

I wish I was a boy at times - their life is so much easier.

I wish I didnít get my period in the middle of the night and ruin my bed!

I wish you werenít so judging.

I wish you didnít hate me after all I did for you.

I wish I was Andheri the Emnadin - her life is so easy.

I wish I didnít have so many health problems.

I wish there were no expectations on me.

I wish I didnít wish for so many things!

I wish this wasnít a poem, I hate poems, but I guess it is.

3.I want to leave you.

Stuck here in the middle

No matter how I pray

I canít go either way

I canít be your best friend

I canít be that stranger

Iím ready now to leave you forever

But she keeps telling me to stay

I need to go either way

The middle is killing me

But Iím stuck here.

4. I remembered you.

The way you made me feel.

I thought it was false.

Is it?

Is it worth the chance

while another love of mine

is off in a trance?

While she sees nothing more

than a classmate inside

of me?

Can I risk talking

to you once again

while Iím separating from her

once again (this time the final again)

Should I seclude myself

or give my love to one?

I need to escape.

Stop talking to me on Facebook.

Stop emailing me.

Stop texting me.


Escape.

5. Soon, the moments will be gone.

Just like the memories of the Patriots are gone,

the feelings of home, the need to escape,

the longhorns - soon to be panthers, will escape.

They will leave my thoughts forever,

and I shall look back here, and see

the truth was never to be.

It was all a lie.

Why canít I believe it now?

6. The Caged Bird

There comes a time in a caged birdís life when they try to resolve the question of freedom. Doubtless of freedom, when some birds go through the cycle of becoming free, they may have spent too much time with the pain of being in the cage to try and change. They may have even tried adapting to the cage, pretending it wasnít that bad. This made it ever so much harder, the pain increasing heavily. Itís impossible to imagine that the cage is not evident around the bird. It sings to hide the mask of the pain, but all it does is hurt the bird and please the owner. The bird it still trapped, and if it goes free, it will have undergone too much pain.

I am that bird.

7. The Tail of Burden

The tail of burden drags behind me. Without the strength to use it to my will, I am unable to let my colors shine. The ever-so-heavy tail becomes a burden to me. The tail drags behind me and I canít seem to let it go. Iím not strong enough to let it go either, because a giant pain comes with releasing it too. So, I, the peacock, sits here and continues to be mocked by the stronger peacocks.

8. I, the Vacuum

deep within the closet

the vacuum lies, alone

only used when there is dirt to be cleansed of

i am that vacuum

only used when the heart is hurting

and needs to be sucked of the dirt

that is clouding the heart from brightness

but the dirt always goes somewhere

the dirt goes to me

though i cleanse of it into the earth itself

there is always some that sticks to me

the impossibility to get it off

affects me, hurts me

and it has caused me to love, to hate

and to want to rid myself from this world of insanity.

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I don't know what I want in reply to this, but these writings represent me and have a totally deeper meaning to them than what meets the eye. I guess I just want somebody to read them, to see my pain.


I hope you're having a spectacular day!


You can PM/VM me about anything.
   
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Re: 8 Writings with Deeper Meanings - March 12th 2011, 07:48 PM

that was very deep and i really liked it.


"Pretty, pretty please, don't you ever, ever feel like you're less than, less than perfect. Pretty, pretty please, if you ever, ever feel like your nothing, you are perfect to me."
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Re: 8 Writings with Deeper Meanings - March 13th 2011, 09:00 PM

I really liked number 8, I can relate to it a lot.


"Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars."

"For those who don't care, for those who can't see, never give up, always thrive to be free."

Smile, you are beautiful www.operationbeautiful.com

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