I'm sorry I'm so stupid,
as to not face the things I fear,
I'm sorry my dear friend,
I didn't stop your tears,
I'm sorry,
that I wanted you to leave and never come back,
I'm sorry,
that I never really cut you any slack,
I'm sorry that I exploited you,
just as you exploited me,
I'm sorry that things turned out so bad,
And I'd like to blame it all on me,
I'm sorry I never saw before,
that way you see the world,
I see it now,
the way your world is so unfurled,
I'm sorry that I wasn't there,
even though I promised I would,
I'm sorry that...
things didn't work out all that good,
And know that we've both been wrong,
but I will
I keep hearing the things that they say,
we wont last,
we won't last through the day,
I keep listening to see what I hear,
and they say that we're just the story of the year,
I keep ignoring all the thoughts in my head,
because I know it wont last but I want it too,
It's not because I just wanna stay happy,
It's just because I wanna stay happy with you,
when I was down you still wanted me,
when I was myself you still wanted to know me,
and when I was different you liked me,
they used to tell me I was different,
that'd I'd never be the same,
but I always thought,
being a regular was lame,
and now I can hear their whispers in my
Looking around at all the people,
the depressed kids and the lonely ones,
playing with their hearts and feelings,
playing with their knives and guns,
they cut their wrists and cry their tears,
and rip their hearts out,
cover their ears,
but they don't hear me singing these words from far away...
why don't they see that it's not all they've got,
that we've all got a second chance,
to get ourselves out of this bloody trance,
you don't have to take those pills,
or hang yourself to make it go away,
your just killing your own freedom,
killing the rest of all your days,
I once was a kid like you,
I once tried to kill my heart,
and
I feel so alive,
like I'm finally free,
and I can tell everyone,
and be exactly who I want to be,
I don't have to skate to wear my shoes,
or be emo to write depressing words,
I can do what I want when I want,
I can fly away with this new flock of birds,
I'm alive and I feel it,
it's surging through my veins,
it's like the breath of life in me,
one that never wanes,
I've drank this expensive elixir,
but at what cost will I feel so ... incredible,
what cost,
oh what cost,
cuz i'm expecting a cost,
cuz this stuff never comes without a down,
im just telling the truth,
i've never gotten a smile,
without having to slip out a fro
I'm okay,
I'm alive,
just countin' down
these work days by five,
Lately I've been thinkin',
and you've been there a lot,
It's like your a virus,
an annoying cold that I've caught,
and I've noticed,
that no matter how hard I try,
you'll always be there,
like we're connected by invisible tie,
somehow I know,
that even when I get old,
I'll remember your name,
and to you what I've sold,
My soul it's mending,
and you ask how I've been,
And I laugh on the outside,
but it hurts deep within',
you're always a-hauntin',
my thoughts and my motions,
giving me dreams and ideas,
sending me these treacherous notions,
when I'm finally
You left for good,
you're gone, to dust,
I wish you had stayed,
but I knew you must,
you had to leave,
there was no choice,
yet I wonder,
if you had a voice,
would you stay here with us,
you're friends that you've come to love and know,
I'm just so sad,
I wish you didn't have to go,
I don't think you understand how you made us better,
that you changed our lives from day to day,
and that you mattered to us as so much more,
and you showed us how to live a new way,
and you left without saying good-bye,
a painful hit,
but now that you're gone,
if uttered your name all i can find is the urge to cry,
I miss you so much,
please
Comparisyn of Love and Things by TracesOfMisty, literature
Literature
Comparisyn of Love and Things
I think I'm falling for you,
through my smokey sadness,
you are somehow the lite in my day,
my tinge of gladness,
I hardly know you,
but I know you so well,
you're like an after-dinner mint,
or the high ding of the lunch time bell,
a sweet note in my life song,
a cute petal on my flower,
something sweet in my life,
to soften up this sour,
I don't know you through and through,
but I'm thinking inside you're all good,
like some expensive car,
just let me take a peek under your glossy hood,
you sing your songs for me,
while you play your acoustic guitar,
I dont know if this is what it's supposed to be,
but I'm liking it all so
my heart is aching,
and I don't know why,
my heart is aching,
and I just want to cry,
My heart is hurting,
I wish I could tell,
My heart is hurting,
it's a feeling I know all to well,
My head is in pain,
because I'm so lost,
My head is in pain,
who knew life had a cost?,
My eyes are crying,
and they've been crying to long,
My eyes are crying,
they're singing my secret heart ache song,
my feet are running,
running so far away,
my feet are running,
running away from today,
my hands are writing,
writing away this feeling,
my hands are writing,
to help my heart start healing.
On the ocean water,
ripples ran through the glass,
interrupting the smoothness,
and scatter fish traveling in a single mass,
but past the ripples and the fish,
deeper than anyones ever gone, I see,
a face entranced by beauty so great,
I saw a girl in love, it was me,
I was in love with life,
in love with earth,
because the sadness ended,
in the end I found out it was what it was worth,
great sadness brings great joy,
because without sadness we wouldn't see,
the joy of everything,
or how horrible life could really be.
behind these eyes lies my heart,
and behind my heart is a pool of tears,
behind these salty now meaningless drops,
and behind there lies all my deepest fears,
You've seen behind my eyes,
and it scares me to know you've seen,
but you never even noticed,
or showed that you were keen,
even though i know you saw what's behind these eyes,
you never seemed to care at all,
at all my hopeless attempts and tries,
you just stand back and watch me fall,
And even when I call your name,
you stand there oh so madly quiet,
even after all You've seen,
you watch me fall forever and i go without a riot...
The boy who loved the sea by saintvincint, literature
Literature
The boy who loved the sea
The Boy Who Loved the Sea
Deep inside a lonely world,
Besides a lonely tree,
There lived a little lonely boy,
Who liked to watch the sea.
Why does the world not recognize,
This taciturn of boys;
Through its awful music that's,
Become and empty noise.
Who is this little lonesome one,
What does he seem to be?
No one seems to care at all,
No one 'cept the sea.
But here in comes reality;
Ashes left behind.
A washed up shore, a washed up boy,
Washed up inside his mind.
The ocean stands his only friend,
His one full certainty,
Against this world of dis-concern,
The boy who loved the sea.
These Hands, These Eyes by TracesOfMisty, literature
Literature
These Hands, These Eyes
I can't help but cry,
like a wounded soul,
bound with chains to my heart,
but maybe this change,
maybe these broken things,
are the lifes beautiful horrible art,
these hands are calloused from work in the days,
and these eyes seem to know more than they should,
but back just hundreds of days ago I was naive,
and over my heart and mind lay a black protecting hood,
I'll protest at the hurt of my losses,
but smile at the prospect of gain,
for now I know I can't grow up,
without feeling some of this mutual pain,
These hands can touch the stars,
and these eyes can sometimes see your soul,
and maybe without the pain and the change,
Current Residence: USA Favourite genre of music: rock Favourite style of art: merf... dont have one MP3 player of choice: i-pod duhhh. Wallpaper of choice: whatever fits my liking Favourite cartoon character: Ed Elric from Full Metal Alchemist
Favourite Visual Artist
idk
Favourite Movies
Mean Girls
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Hawthorne Heights, My Chemical Romance, Weezer
Favourite Writers
christopher Paolini
Favourite Games
Fable for x-box
Favourite Gaming Platform
x-box or playstation 2
Tools of the Trade
pencil, paper.
Other Interests
music, drawing, school, writing poetry, my friends!
maybe it's time i move accounts again... the thing is, it's going to be so hard to leave all the work I've done behind. But what's the point? I'm not going to put anything up anymore. The whole reason of having a DA account is so I can put up my artwork and poetry without being afraid of what others think. It's supposed to be a place for only me. It's not that I don't want my friends to see what I can do, It's that I don't want people to judge me. These drawings, the poems they're how I really feel and it's who I am when no one is watching. When it's just people I don't know commenting and such I don't have to worry because I can trust
I won't be posting much art or poetry for a while... I guess life is just sorta busy now and I have a hard time finding inspiration lately for those things. When I do do something good I promise to post it for the people who care. I'll still check DA everyday so don't worry about that.
~TOM
i'm sorry sarah about the whole da thing. i hope i'm ungrounded soon so i can call you sometime. (i'm sneaking on cause my mom's at work.) but we actually have classes together so thats awesome.
I agree with ~0Butterfly0 you have good poetry!! btw, she came to your site through me. I'm spreading my friends. they sound contagious, but this time you'd want them, they arent evil or bad....or from "doomland!!"