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Location: Bridgend, South Wales, U.K
Age: 19
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*read title*
![]() i thought i'd start a thread in here specifically for my literary stuff *duh or i wouldnt be in here*, although i do have a mixed media thread. On a quick note, whenever ive posted these, i've been critiscised for being far too depressing in my style of writing. However, these pieces of work were written specifically when i was having an extremely rough time of life and needed to express how i felt, so yes, they are depressing, but these are emotional and sometimes bitter pieces of work that came straight from the heart when i needed to release it most. [[ a poem about bullying, me and mybest friends were being targetted in and out of school]] *+* Revenge *+* Smash your fist into my face Snatch and pull my hair Kick my legs and wrench my arms I’ve gone beyond all care Shout your names and your abuse, Push me to the floor Tear your nails right down my face, Don’t hurt me anymore Ignore the tears that fall again And stream upon my face Slit my wrists I’ll never care, Remove me from this place Beyond my grave, I will return And put you through my hell Soon it will be your well earned turn, Oh I hope they knew you well! [[ this poem was written about my uncle, who died lastyear ]] *+* Walking with you *+* Feet tread upon that narrow path Waves crashing beside me Thoughts are storming within my mind Wild as that raging sea My cheeks are wet with bitter tears Please come home again I hear you and I feel your presence As I walk here, in the rain Childhood memories, flooding back All I hear is you But as much as my heart burns inside I have to fight this through Walking past the old front door I see your face once more My eyes are blinded by my tears, Feet trudge along the floor I’ve seen you laugh; I’ve seen you smile But all I do is cry Remember those days we used to play All I ask is why? All I can do is pray again And hope that you are free You haven’t seen the pain you’ve caused To everyone, and me I close my eyes and yet again, I see that dreaded hearse I see the curtains close around you Things are only getting worse Please, let me know that you’re Ok And that your peace is true As I walk along the rainy pier I know I’m walking here with you. [[ another for my uncle ]] *+* Sleepless night *+* I lay awake in bed right now, Robbed of any sleep For all my broken heart contains Is tears of sorrow that I weep A cold breeze blows about my room And whispers through my hair A gentle touch upon my skin Assures me that you’re there But, alas, as winds blow calm, Your presence retreats my cave You leave me here, return once more To sit upon your grave My tears still fall on either cheek My pleas are still my own But silence can’t contain my thoughts, Please, wont you come home? Your birthday card lies on my board Addressed to me, from you And as I lay my head down now I know you’ll guide me through *+* Troubled eyes *+* The burning flame of aching pain The screaming tears the treacherous rain She cries out, yet hears no sound She knows this time she’s misery bound The tearing heart, the twisted limbs See the devil lye within And she knows she can’t fight it But she knows she can’t ride it out Do you hear the screams and the thunder? Do you see the fear and see the wonder? Have you felt the blood and touched the rain? Have you stood up or simply laid In an early grave, filled with ice Do you see the world through troubled eyes? The flowing tears that stain her face The hurt that stain our race She tries to run, but trips and falls She tries to hide away from it all She steps out into the night Frees her soul by eternal right She lies, untouched, upon the floor, Her pain and aching now no more Do you hear the screams and the thunder? Do you see the fear and see the wonder? Have you felt the blood and touched the rain? Have you stood up or simply laid In an early grave, filled with ice Do you see the world through troubled eyes? [[this one i cried most at while i wrote it. it's about domestic violence >_<]] *+* Help *+* Screaming, clattering, crying shouting Another day of violence mounting I try to help, get pushed aside Can’t bear to see the tears you’ve cried I hear your cry, come running near I meet once more my aching fears A fist strikes out, the blood runs dry, Plates are smashed, can’t help but cry When it’s over, I know I won’t rest I failed, though I tried my best The morning dawns, I wake again Yet it’s never been the same since then. [[ inspired by Amy Lee in parts ]] *+* lady of the black winter +* Beneath an icy clock of stares a fragile hand appears "i'll wisp away your pain", she says "i'll vanish bitter tears". The lady of the black winter appears on moonlit nights, her black hair waves upon the wind and blue eyes shining bright. she holds a grasp upon your heart, and grips it like a stone, but all the while this lady's gone you'll never feel alone. The snowflakes crunch beneath her feet with a whisper, she fades to white, And the lady of this black winter becomes the lady of the night. love morganna xxxx |
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Join Date: Aug 2006
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Those are all so good, Morganna! I like Sleepless Night, Help, and Lady Of The Black Winter best. I can't wait to see more. =)
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he he thank you! i'm working on some more now, in the mean time here's one i made earlier!
ha ha *+* Hold me *+* My tears are sharp and painful my heartache always there I search and search for some comfort Please hold me when i'm bare When my cheeks are stained and hurting, will you be by my side? Will you wipe away my anguish will you hold me when i cry? I cannot bear to live today i feel my soul depart will you pick me up when i am down will you hold my aching heart? |
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Join Date: Jan 2006
Location: Sydney
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[[ i dont know what inspired me to write this, though some influence came from my last breath and the CMWYS video]]
Claws of trees from deep within a darkened forest loom, they beckon you to feel their touch beneath a wintery moon. And all the while the wolves will howl, they hunt you as their prey, the fear begins to bubble as you seek out light of day. A red topped cloak around your neck, and paint upon your nails, an innocent and earthly kind, for which no hope prevails. Blood red wine, or so it seems, trails throughout this wood, and bitter tears attack your cheeks as blood drips from your hood. One last breath is soon to be, a death amidst your fear, But alone be not the next victim, as your prescence still lives here. Oh and thanks for your comments guys much appreciated. |
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he he thanks guys! i write allmy poems from experience except for maybe the odd one or two, and as i said, they were often written during bad periods in my life, so i know they're a bit depressing. I'm working on some more now though, and once i find my notebook i'll type up some of my more positive poems!
xx morganna xx |
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i found another one i wrote, from like, two years ago. funnily enough, its called open door o_0. now im not being funny or anything but this was written way before the evanescence album, this is in no relation to the evanescence album whatsoever, the title is purely coincidence. And again i apologise, its extremely negative, this was when i actually had a breakdown o_0
morganna xx Open door Why won't people ever see the sorrow in these eyes why wont you see this darkness that hides behind a lie i'm sorry,but it's over now i'm dying here today you never saw just how i felt just threw me far away You turned me out and had a go you claimed i was a fool now the blade goes deeper still, the blood becomes a pool I'm sorry, boy, i love you still you know i always do im sorry, friends, you tried to help but then you always knew i'm such a useless waste of space theres no point anymore i'll take this life, its over now but leave an open door
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