Tuesday, July 14, 2009

The Feeling Stays

Hunted by your past absence keeps me awake. Invisible tears roll numbly down my cheeks. I look into your guilty eyes and wonder where you disappeared to.
I lock myself into your hug taking in your smell. I open my eyes I am hugging nothing.
I ponder through your things taking one of your shirts. Never leaving my sleep with out it.
I hide in my smile pretending you are walking beside me. I shed a tear when I look to my side and nothing is there.
Your voice across the line reads to me I hold on tighter.
Your fading face in my eyes sweeps my dreams.
Your eyes lock with mine. Guilty again sorrow in your voice. I don't understand.
The past fades.
The feeling stays.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Operation

Operation by Rae

Cut me open sew me up.
Take everything but my heart
For it is the only thing that I need

I walk through the rain with my scars.
The thunder chases me.
BOOM!!!BOOM!!!CRASH!!!!
It screams.
Falling on my knees I wonder if I’ll make it home.

I thought I wouldn’t feel my heart anymore.
If everything else was taken out.
But pounds hard against my chest
Bum bum bum bum bum bum.
It beats like a drum.
It sounds like a song.
The song that I wrote.

Waiting to fall asleep.
I am empty except for my beating heart
It mocks me.
Silently it laughs at my pain.

I ask my friend to play doctor.
“Lets play doctor please, this mocking heart must stop.”
My friends answers with a sigh.

As my operation begins the thunder Shrikes.
BOOM!!!BOOM!!!!CRAH!!!!
My friend falls I look to the sky.
And ask why.
Why must I feel this pain?.
The rain answers my question.

I smile the tiniest smile.
It is the only one since the operation.
The thunder quiets. The rain stops drowning my friend.
My friend disappears.

I walk outside. Open to everything.
A warm light touches my pale scared skin
My smile gets wider.
My black hair turns the golden brown.
My gray eyes become blue.
My old black cloths.
Turn blue and yellow.

My scars disappear in the time I take,
To tend to my happiness.
It was hidden under everything.
I painted.
I painted a pretty picture.
I should have painted the truth.
Swish swish swish,
My paint brush paints.
It touches the unfinished.
Picture of myself.
Now with a smile on my face.
My mocking heart.
Hums my lullaby.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

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Ok so I know that I am posting poetry but I am also going to post lyrics to songs too so here is a song that I think is pretty poetic This is Niki FM by Hawthorne Heights


Let's go down now
into the darkness
of your thoughts
hurry up now
we're waiting for
us to fall
I fall to pieces now (I fall to pieces now)
a broken mirror (I fall to pieces)
in your life

Silence in black and white
falling forward as she walks toward the light

I KNOW
I'm outside of your window with my radio

I sleep with one eye open so I can
see you breathing (I sleep with one eye open)
I follow your chest home
Until I, (so I can see you breathing)
I can see you, I can hear you breathe in exhale

Silence in black and white

I KNOW
I'm outside of your window with my radio
I KNOW
I'm outside of your window with my radio

KNOW KNOW

I'm outside of your window
with my radio (so I can see you breathing)
I'm outside of your window
with my radio (so I can see you breathing)
I'm outside of your window (one eye open)
with my radio (so I can see you breathing)

I'm outside of your window with my radio
you are the only station
you play the song I know
you are the song I know

Rain Of Fall


Caught in the rain of fall
Dragging my feet through leaves
My mind is constantly wandering
Through the trees the wind weaves

I think of you staring at the sky
OK this is by Anonymous

Water soaking my hair
Your memories are present
As I breathe the moistened air

Why did you have to leave?
Leaving me alone in this place
But you are still my light in the rain
Through the mist I see your face

I had felt so lost
Everything hurt inside
But with every raindrop falling
All the pain has set aside

Caught in the rain of fall
I am calm at last
I continue walking soaking wet
Under the shadow you had caste

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Broken Butterfly


Ok this is by Anonymous it is about cutting and it is depressing but read the words and think about what he/she is talking about.

Go to sleep, and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
You know the pain that they have borne.
Silver metal, shine so bright.
Scarlett blood, that feels so right.
Dream of that blood trickling down,
And wake up just before you drown.
The moonlights shinning off your tears
As you bleed out your worst fears.
So tonight wen you start to cry,
Whisper the cutter's lullaby:
Hushabye baby, your almost dead
You don't have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed
Sleep tight with a knife, cause it's all that you need.
Rockabye baby, broken and scarred.
You didn't know that life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain you hid so well,
And down will come baby, straight back to hell.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Blog

OK so this is my second blog and my poetry will be posted on here.
Here is the first poem

Love.
Make me laugh make me cry
let me go hold me tight
pull me from the dark and into the light
You seem to be heavy yet so light
Love.

more poetry to come.....

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Hi i'm Rae I love blogging I am labeled as emo but I like to say that i'm just myself I am not in any real school i am cyber schooled I have a second degree black belt in taekwondo so mess with me and i'll kick your ass