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Giddy by sweetmissbecca, literature

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Giddy

Is it wrong to be giddy the person that I am, The type of person that isn't just here to stand. The twinkle in my eye that's brighter then the sun, The static energy that keeps me at a full run. The laughter that fills more then just my face, The neverending-jumping-off-of-walls kind of race. The beating of my heart that pounds out of my chest, My head spinning 'round and 'round and never wanting to rest. The random bursts of remarks that make no sense to me, Keeping everyone wondering if this is the way I'm suppose to be. Is it wrong to be giddy the person that I am, The type of person that isn't just here to stand?

Abused love by sweetmissbecca, literature

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Abused love

I hate what you have done to me; so sure The pain I feel inside grows stronger still, A smile that no longer glows like before This snarled hair that wraps 'round my face; no will. Don't you remember all that we once had, All the memories that we once enjoyed? Yet, you've seem to turn everything so bad, I felt like a worthless doll and your toy. Poisoned friendship now left between us, Unapologized hurtful times have won, Memories of him claw inside me, continuous, Love can't die, so where has it really gone? The hurt I feel will only bring more wrong, Now's where I stand tall and I can move on!

Depression of Lovers Pause by sweetmissbecca, literature

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Depression of Lovers Pause

Lovers hated times have come, The past memories of love still rome. Empty messages linger cautiously around, Bitter tastes gloom through the mind of echoless sounds. Pausing endlessly at a windlowless wall, Reaching for a knobless door stall. A simple whisper of elegance enables my one future move, Yet a heart full of overlapping, painfilled, continual bruise. A broken friendship that lasted yet so long, Already free but healed and yet i'm still proven wrong? Confused, driven mad, at the ends of my thread, These memories that loop through me, seem to drain all my red. Holding onto our songs, objects, and thrills, Everything that

Time, Heartbeats, Missing Him by sweetmissbecca, literature

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Time, Heartbeats, Missing Him

Tick, Beat, I wonder what he's doing now... Tick, Beat, I wonder where he could even be... Tick, Beat, I wonder if his world is turning right... Tick, Beat, I wonder if he's feeling happy and relaxed... Tick, Beat, I wonder who he's laughing and talking with... Tick, Beat, I wonder if he's doing okay... Tick, Beat, I wonder if he even remembers my name... Tick, Beat, I wonder if he'll care I'm crying now... Tick, Beat, I wonder if he's happy and well... Tick, Beat, I wonder if he'll be okay... Tick, Beat, I wonder if he'll even truly miss me... Tick, Beat, I wonder if i should tell him... Tick....Tick...Tick...

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If I never saw you again... by sweetmissbecca, literature

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If I never saw you again...

I would miss everytime I saw you walking towards me to come to me and the excitement I get inside. I would miss the way you feel my skin with your fingers; you touch me like I'm a glass doll, it's like you don't want to press on me too hard because I might shatter and be gone. I would miss the way you hold the back of my hair and the way you kiss my head. I would miss the way you press your lips against mine and when I can feel your lips tremble as our lips finally meet. I would miss your sweet scent that fill memories in my mind when your scent fills my nose. I would miss your ways of trying to show off to me, like when you start skippi

Love..from beginning to end by sweetmissbecca, literature

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Love..from beginning to end

I sat there and he noticed. I called and he answered. I smiled and he grinned. I laughed and he smiled. I walked and he followed. I cried and he wiped my tears. I sobbed and he made me smile. I pushed him away and he came back. I tripped and he caught me. I kissed him and he tripped. I hugged him and he starred deep into my eyes. I found faults in me and he charished them. I heard his heart and he danced with me. I fell in love and so did he. I went crazy and so did he. I loved him and he loved me. I messed up and he knew. I turned away and he didn't understand. I turned back and he was confused. I cried an

my ideas for my story... by sweetmissbecca, literature

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my ideas for my story...

I pulled the trigger; it felt good to pull it at something thatI actually wanted to hit. He grabbed at his left thigh and held it tightly. Blood stained his jeans to a deep red. He slowly sank his knees to the floor but kept his back striaght up to keep his face onme. His cry of pain was music to my ears, music of joy! I beamed at hiim as I saw his eyes plead for me to save him, but saving him was not in me, not for me, and not what I was about to do. The tears from his sopping eyes were driving me irate, I coudln't stand it, he needed help. His tears drove me mad be

daily thoughts by sweetmissbecca, literature

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daily thoughts

Have you ever sat still and just wondered why, You are still living When you want to die? The hurt, the pain, the agony That you constantly feel All you can think about Is why is this so real? Being so unloved And feeling all this pain, What's the point of all this Where's the happiness to gain? I find my own corner, I curl up and hide, I feel so empty, Yet, there's so much pain inside. My friends no longer want me As a part of their own lives, So I just sit alone, And watch their joy while I cry. I hide how I feel, Inside of me so deep; No one will understand, I'm too afraid to speak. Behind my blank-eyed-smiles, Sho

Can there be heartache? by sweetmissbecca, literature

I walk alone by sweetmissbecca, literature

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I walk alone

The world surrounds us and yet we can feel so alone. Sitting at the bottom of a well just wishing someone would either drown me or pull me out. Happiness is there...EVERYWHERE...but it seems to bounce back off of me, bounce off and NEVER return. Tears fall down my cheeks, dampen my shirt, and even soak all the way down to my socks, but they never leave...only get hiden by the rain that falls. Gloomy skies and thunder cries don't compare to my own depression. The sun that shines doesn't give me happiness or warmth it only burns straight to my heart and destroys its liveliness. Lightening strikes, but never seems to hit me...everything fe

A ruined friendship by sweetmissbecca, literature

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A ruined friendship

I'm sorry I shot you but didn't let you die when you wanted too. I'm sorry I crushed your happiness and didn't let it shine through. I'm sorry I ran you're life, when I was losing mine. I'm sorry I trampled you beneath me, just so I could feel fine. I'm sorry I made you cry and wouldn't let you stop. I'm sorry I forced you to hold back the hands of the clock. I'm sorry I slammed you into the wall of hate and rumored truth. I'm sorry I stabbed your back, when I got mine stabbed too. I'm sorry I told you that I hated you, when I got caught. I'm sorry I ditched you, when everything was my fault. I'm sorry I didn't listen, when you told

Who I am finally hit me by sweetmissbecca, literature

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Who I am finally hit me

My family problems all surround me...i just tend to ignore them now. I can't look at something the same... I see happiness...I crave it...but it comes in strange ways. I watch movies...instead of read, in hopes to find peace within myself. I stare at a computer screen instead of doing homework...because school has become a chore to me instead of a blessing. I cut myself just so that I can be weak enough to sleep at nights. I push my family out of my room even when I set in my room starring at the door wishing they would come in. I spend more time staring at the lost girl in the mirror instead of fixing her. I play the piano for hours a

near death by sweetmissbecca, literature

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near death

I couldn't explain it... my brain was twisting...my body was shaking...my eyes were exploding with tears. I wanted to scream...laugh...and cry more all at the same time. I was fidgity...uncontrolled...and pleading for th end. I felt death so close to me today. I could feel it, so close..my end was so near. I could feel my soul being torn from my body, I was screaming in pain saying 'I hurt' 'I hurt' over and over agiain. It felt like my brain was being pounded into with nails and rusty screws. I kept my eyes closed hoping that the light won't come and take me away. The frantic voices of my parents and fr

Freedom's Prayer by sweetmissbecca, literature

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Freedom's Prayer

Let me disappear to my own world and just be by myself inside. Let me walk my own road and find my own path for a while. Let me stumble on my own blocks and dig my very own holes. Let my own heart break and let me set my own chosen rules. Let my own tears fall as I find the pains through life. Let my scars heal as I pull away the knife. Let my own mornings start with sleepless nights. Let me suffer my unawakened nightmared frights. Let me suffer all on my own, Because this is my life and my soul.

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because i love you. by Amertie, literature

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because i love you.

listen, just for a few minutes. take a few deep breaths [even if you don't want to breathe anymore]. listen to the pitter-patter of your heart beating in your ears and feel your pulse racing. taste the silence of the world; see the anxiety take over you. close your eyes and look at the black. look at the black until you see something worth holding onto inside of yourself. wait until breathing doesn't feel like a losing game and then open your eyes, and listen. . look, you are wonderful. you remind me of a lullaby in winter, sung like a secret not meant for anyone to know; but it's a shame, because you're one of the most beautiful songs.

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sweetmissbecca

Aug 7, 2009

it's HIM

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I'm depressed more then ever right now...it's been since January 24th since I've been with him..since him and I have been together..since he has enjoyed my company as well :(   Sometimes I wonder is this pain that I feel even worth suffering through.. my mom always says "a long term answer to a short term problem" but I wonder how long this could go on for.  I wonder how long I could suffer this depression of.....pure emptiness??   It's harsh, it's cruel, it's ugly, it's torture...entirely and immensly I HATE IT!  Every breath I take in I just wish it would stop.  I wish that everything would go away.   IT SEEMS like yesterday I was laying i

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sweetmissbecca

Jun 5, 2009

It's been a while since I've added a new poem..but please enjoy my older ones! They ALL have something to read and something to enjoy! I hope that YOU'll enjoy them too!!!