DistantMemories

folded arms to a crying child,
slammed doors and echoed footsteps,
you see things as i do,
pain and sorrow, matriarchs to my world.

a sigh of relief,
Daddy isn't coming home,
but why do i think such things?
am i such a bad person?
:chorus:
i was never this way,
apathetic to every day,
a lighted candle to ease my eyes,
to fall asleep to a dungeon inside me,
i cry my tears where no one can see,
broken promises and eternal suffering.

you were everything to me,
then you hit me,
hurt me,
scarred my existence.

i'm the bane of your hopeless longevity,
lay me to bed one last time,
i won't struggle under your weight,
end my disgruntled life.

cry no tears to my fall,
i stand as tall as the sky(in my mind),
your too kind to do this,
....i was too afraid...
:chorus:x2{second chorus echoes the first}

a muffled scream,
(my last resort)
life is but a broken seam,
(you feel me contort)
though it will still be deemed,
(your not the killing sort)
It ws all your dream.
(your just another filed police report)

:chorus: x3{second one whispered}

miss jessica

Nothing too special.

As she walked away, empty gun in hand, she was at peace with herself. For the first time in her life, she felt an emotion that she had never had inside of her before, happiness. She tried to warn him, but her warnings just were not enough. He tested her, and saw the result. "What goes around comes around," she said to herself. Any other being would have felt guilty in her position, but she didn't. She tried to bring herself down, hoping to feel somewhat normal, but the norm is overrated. Everytime she tried to feel remorse, she would remember all that he had put her through- the pain, suffering, the lies. Her life flashed before her eyes, like she was at the cinema but couldn't leave. She hated him for what he had done, and despised herself because everytime she looked in the mirror, she saw his reflection.

-Jessica

FelicityS

Shadows sway across royal blue velvet curtains

They take me back to when my hips swayed against yours in a slow dance

The sound of violins mixed with your breathe left stains

In my head

Discolored red



Ice melts within a whiskey glass

Reminds me of when my words melted onto your lips

You cringed at their black and white contrasts

In your mind

Muted blind



One droplet of fear

And you swarmed to my touch

One innocent tear

And I drank your love



Roses wilt in my dying garden

They take me to a time when your laugh blossomed

It erupted ever-so beautifully then hardened

It fell and I caught it, I strangled it

In my hand

Into sand



Twilight suffocates a summer day

It reminds of your smile fading with realization

After I confessed all I had to say

I never saw it again, never chased after it

In my dreams

Lost screams



One stabbing realization

You ran from my embrace

One guilty temptation

And I linger in your disgrace

Wildangel

Hero

You called my name
I acted like I didn't hear you
You walked over from across the room
I ran as fast as I my legs could carry me

you were different
i was afraid of you
all you wanted was a friend
and i ignored you

you passed away one day
and I read what they wrote

a wonderful hero
he was an awesome father
his bestest friend
a wonderful husband
who would give his life in the end
to save our poor boy, he took a chance
burns and scars on the outside.
but the man I fell in love with on the inside
There are those that were afraid of him
because of his appearance.
just one chance is all he asked
they balk and run... from the man that I love.
Love Maggie and Brandon

I read these words and tears begin to flow
because I never gave a chance to this wonderful hero.

GirlWithAMic

This is kind of based on this story I'm writing...and I just wrote this part kind of described here today...so I don't know if it makes any sense unless you know the whole story. Not the best thing I've ever written, but it's what I've got on my mind.

~Lament of Guilt and Greed~
I always knew it would come to this.
Why did I think we would escape?
In my pride I thought I could keep her safe
But in my greed to have her near me
I was condemning her to death
I may as well have put the gun to her head myself
And pulled the trigger…
Now she dies in my arms
On this stage where we’ve played out our lives
And through my selfishness she’s leaving me alone
It’s no more than I deserve.
All my life I’ve faced the hangman’s noose
Yet now I’m eager for its suffocating embrace,
Oh my love, take me with you…
I always knew it would come to this.

Violette

This is kinda coincidental... I wrote a poem with the feelings of guilt and remorse in mind a little while ago, so I think I'll post it here for the 'Guilt' topic.



Stains of Shame

A game where the rules are fashioned, then broken
Where hearts are corrupted, and only lies are spoken
You crouch in the shadows – expecting, conspiring
A split-second when I will turn my back – blindsided
Pain will pierce my flesh, hatred consuming blood
Violated, vanquished – I’ll lie cold as you run

But when our dust has settled, will you angry rush subside?
Will your cold miscalculations outsmart you over time?
Your self-wittled satisfaction – will it crumble and waste?
Not if my telltale smears upon your shirt still remain
Soaked into the fibers – my legacy, my name
And not even you will save yourself from these stains of shame

© S.E.L. 6/11/2006

charmedone2006

You've hidden your truths from me for the last time,
Made me feel guilty for your distinct and blatent lies,
You've destroyed your trust with me,
Scalded my emotions with your hateful words forever.

I try to love another,
And my soul is haunted by your torment,
My love stained with your deceit.
I can't hold back my tears much longer.

You've caused a river to overflow,
An ocean to earn yet one more drop of water,
All coming from my tear ducts,
From your vicious lies, and hateful misguided words.

Here in my shadows,
I see the true you,
I hear your voice speak of uncertainty
Afraid of what you don't believe in.

You don't know where to turn,
Hate to see others happier then you'll ever be,
Waking up,
You figure out who you want to be.

You don't like what you see,
A lame excuse for a loving soul,
Loveless, emotionless, and scared of staying that way.
You continue to hide behind your lies.

What do you want from me?
Do you want me back?
Do you want to ever see me happy again?
Can I ever trust you?

I'm happy with someone else,
And yet you're all I can wonder about.
Will you be happy with someone else,
Or was I your one chance at true happiness.

It doesn't matter,
You're dead to me,
Dead to my world of emotions
I can't shed one more worthless tear.

I want to be free of you,
Want you to stop guilting my world, with your unhappiness.
I've tried to love you before,
Ended up hurting my soul, and my future.

I need to be free of you,
Realize that you don't exsist,
Except for in my mind.
You are fake to the rest of the world.

I know who you really are,
No one can love you the way I did,
I saw through your facade.
I thought I liked what I saw.

It's my turn to guilt your world for a while.
Maybe change your views on life,
Otherwise you'll end up bitter,
Alone, tortured.

Which do you chose?
Answer now,
Or forever hold your peace.
For tommorow it shall be to late.

I've waited for 4 years to long,
Another day of silence isn't going to kill me,
But it may just end up destroying your soul.
Is that how you want this game to be played?

Remember,
You created me,
I can now destroy the real you,
With a simple breath of life.

sketch

When is it fair for the innocent to be punished?
This thought has crossed my mind.
Our faith in mankind has been tarnished,
But the reason I can not find.

what happened to justice?
What happened to a fair trial?
Innocent until proven guilty,
Let Schapelle out of jail.

Shivercide

Perhaps when raindrops fell
from these eyes,
I had myself redeemed.
For so long a future
of nowhere shone
from the icy depths
that my heart became.

Emptied,
all gathered peace -
it slowly dripped into
a midnight sky formation.
A thoughtless process
that I conjured,
taking hold
within.

I found my way through
every day,
in suffocation of these
thoughts inside.
A mindless, numbing quarantine -
a suicide
of feeling.

But in my soul
I felt your touch -
all innocence that I had lost
revived itself in you.
A blooming flower I could not save...
I could not even save my
self.

Now with each new day
I've found new ways
to punish me
for all I never did -
for all I didn't stop,
for all I did not end.




How could anyone ever know?
How much I hurt inside
with every passing moon...
Razors have grown
underneath weary skin,
silently carving
with every breath I have taken.

And I have already taken
more breaths than I deserve...

Nameless

Guilt:

noun

Culpability,
For an imagined offense.

Sense of inadequacy.

Morbid self reproach;
Which manifests itself,
In marked preoccupation,
With moral correctness…

A debt that can’t be paid;
A filth that can’t be washed away.

An infirmity that leaves you broken,
But still breathing…

To live another day.