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music box · 10-01-2003, 12:19 PM

You express how you feel and felt through writting very well. I use writting as a therapudic tool. It helps but depresses me deeper sometimes, but it helps to get my feelings out in the open.

Shivercide · 10-05-2003, 10:00 PM

Flowers in the Weeds

Darkness comes and goes,
sometimes stopping in the process
to swallow up my soul,
leaving me involuntarily in a
deeper, lonely place,
detached from all I know or ever will again...

...but even in such darkness
my light comes from within,
f l o w i n g through my spirit and
warming up my dreams,
severing all links between my thoughts and ends,
helping me to remember
to stay strong in times as these,
to hold onto the good things
and try to outlast the bad -
and to aid the pain of others
with all that I do have.

Written December '02

Shivercide · 10-14-2003, 02:52 PM

NOTE: I added two more poems inside the poem below. Please read the full, original poem first, and then follow the directions at the bottom of this post.

---
A Difference

Hours trudge by, causing bouts
of restlessness, only able to bathe in the
loneliness that plagues so many hearts...
drain the strength I need in
my efforts to escape -
easement comes no more.

And...

Pain that's slowly numbing me
returns me to that heartless place
over all obstacles, in a void -
time is too slow, once again...
echoing dissonance colors my mind,
calamitous uprisings push me down,
thoughts are too much, once again...
malcontentedly hopeful of the
evaded light that I seek.

But...

Time does not mean infinite -
ends are shone upon everything...
laments will come and go and come again,
leaving worthwhile experience throughout
memorable heartache...
essence of living is always there,
in the most sorrowful plight even so,
trailing beyond the hurt and among the
stars so eternally true...
of matters worse than my mind does know,
knowledge of a portion still stings in my soul,
always in joy, always in pain,
yearning for a place in this truth.

Written in August, 2001
---

Okay, so now for the two last poems...

...You probably already noted the first of the two, as I made the first letter of each line in bold...well, that's one of the last two poems. If you haven't noticed it, then just read the FIRST LETTER of each line all the way down. It spells something.

And for the LAST poem...well, just read the FIRST WORD of each line, all the way down.

Hehe.

**Kaydee** · 10-14-2003, 03:40 PM

THAT IS AWESOME~!!!!!

Sedric · 10-14-2003, 07:08 PM

Simply amazing

Shivercide · 10-15-2003, 03:36 PM

Hehe, thanks!

Shivercide · 10-24-2003, 03:18 PM

A Lonely Giraffe

Walking...
in a maelstrom of my own loneliness,
the shadow of my -d r e a m s- surrounding me,
the past reflecting a small fraction of misty light-
I find ways to give off my own.

Seeing...
my way before me,
to stay me,
no matter what occurs.

Swept...
off my clumsy giraffe feet
for a moment before I could cry,
"I will not die!"...
at least not that simply.

As the disaster strikes
again/when it happens,
shall it weaken me?
Not too feasibly.
Unless once more
my whirlpool leaves bad imagery,
letting me believe
I'm too frail to continue...
that's when I really am/that's when I lose myself,
creating temporary demise, until...

I shine...
my light across my spotted fur

and my eyes

to remind me
I'll survive.

Written in May, 2002

Amysbiggestfan · 10-24-2003, 03:29 PM

**Kaydee** · 10-24-2003, 04:32 PM

Nice

Shivercide · 10-25-2003, 02:23 PM

Not Easy

It isn't very easy.
Maybe it's my smile, never agreeing to leave my face.
Maybe it's my outlook, refusing to let go.
Maybe it hurts too much to unbandage the wounds,
just for you to see.
So if I go on smiling, through inside and out,
never despairing (but that's what I'm doing now),
and keep shedding tears for anyone other than myself,
then maybe you won't ever see
that I'm quietly fighting inside of me
just to remain what I am.
It isn't very easy.

Written in November, 2001

10-01-2003, 12:19 PM	#11 (permalink)
music box diabeetus. Join Date: Sep 2003 Location: Part time in Hell. Part time in your pants. Age: 20 Posts: 816 Points: 205,351.31 Bank: 3.71 Total Points: 205,355.01 Donate	You express how you feel and felt through writting very well. I use writting as a therapudic tool. It helps but depresses me deeper sometimes, but it helps to get my feelings out in the open. __________________ We're the shit. And we know it.

10-05-2003, 10:00 PM	#12 (permalink)
Shivercide Restless Join Date: Jul 2003 Age: 24 Posts: 3,236 Points: 89,511.61 Bank: 11,567,074.77 Total Points: 11,656,586.38 Donate	Flowers in the Weeds Flowers in the Weeds Darkness comes and goes, sometimes stopping in the process to swallow up my soul, leaving me involuntarily in a deeper, lonely place, detached from all I know or ever will again... ...but even in such darkness my light comes from within, f l o w i n g through my spirit and warming up my dreams, severing all links between my thoughts and ends, helping me to remember to stay strong in times as these, to hold onto the good things and try to outlast the bad - and to aid the pain of others with all that I do have. Written December '02

10-24-2003, 03:18 PM	#17 (permalink)
Shivercide Restless Join Date: Jul 2003 Age: 24 Posts: 3,236 Points: 89,511.61 Bank: 11,567,074.77 Total Points: 11,656,586.38 Donate	A Lonely Giraffe A Lonely Giraffe Walking... in a maelstrom of my own loneliness, the shadow of my -d r e a m s- surrounding me, the past reflecting a small fraction of misty light- I find ways to give off my own. Seeing... my way before me, to stay me, no matter what occurs. Swept... off my clumsy giraffe feet for a moment before I could cry, "I will not die!"... at least not that simply. As the disaster strikes again/when it happens, shall it weaken me? Not too feasibly. Unless once more my whirlpool leaves bad imagery, letting me believe I'm too frail to continue... that's when I really am/that's when I lose myself, creating temporary demise, until... I shine... my light across my spotted fur and my eyes to remind me I'll survive. Written in May, 2002

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Amysbiggestfan Junior Member Join Date: Jun 2003 Posts: 188 Points: 100.00 Bank: 0.00 Total Points: 100.00 Donate	Wow

10-25-2003, 02:23 PM	#20 (permalink)
Shivercide Restless Join Date: Jul 2003 Age: 24 Posts: 3,236 Points: 89,511.61 Bank: 11,567,074.77 Total Points: 11,656,586.38 Donate	Not Easy Not Easy It isn't very easy. Maybe it's my smile, never agreeing to leave my face. Maybe it's my outlook, refusing to let go. Maybe it hurts too much to unbandage the wounds, just for you to see. So if I go on smiling, through inside and out, never despairing (but that's what I'm doing now), and keep shedding tears for anyone other than myself, then maybe you won't ever see that I'm quietly fighting inside of me just to remain what I am. It isn't very easy. Written in November, 2001

10-14-2003, 02:52 PM	#13 (permalink)
Shivercide Restless Join Date: Jul 2003 Age: 24 Posts: 3,236 Points: 89,511.61 Bank: 11,567,074.77 Total Points: 11,656,586.38 Donate	NOTE: I added two more poems inside the poem below. Please read the full, original poem first, and then follow the directions at the bottom of this post. --- A Difference Hours trudge by, causing bouts of restlessness, only able to bathe in the loneliness that plagues so many hearts... drain the strength I need in my efforts to escape - easement comes no more. And... Pain that's slowly numbing me returns me to that heartless place over all obstacles, in a void - time is too slow, once again... echoing dissonance colors my mind, calamitous uprisings push me down, thoughts are too much, once again... malcontentedly hopeful of the evaded light that I seek. But... Time does not mean infinite - ends are shone upon everything... laments will come and go and come again, leaving worthwhile experience throughout memorable heartache... essence of living is always there, in the most sorrowful plight even so, trailing beyond the hurt and among the stars so eternally true... of matters worse than my mind does know, knowledge of a portion still stings in my soul, always in joy, always in pain, yearning for a place in this truth. Written in August, 2001 --- Okay, so now for the two last poems... ...You probably already noted the first of the two, as I made the first letter of each line in bold...well, that's one of the last two poems. If you haven't noticed it, then just read the FIRST LETTER of each line all the way down. It spells something. And for the LAST poem...well, just read the FIRST WORD of each line, all the way down. Hehe.

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Sedric n00blet Join Date: Oct 2003 Location: Cincinnati, Ohio Age: 24 Posts: 23 Points: 148.00 Bank: 0.00 Total Points: 148.00 Donate	Simply amazing

10-24-2003, 04:32 PM	#19 (permalink)
Kaydee Mommy 2 Be !! Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: Chesapeake, VA Age: 27 Posts: 1,547 Points: 6,703.75 Bank: 112,708.65 Total Points: 119,412.40 Donate	Nice

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