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I don't know why i'm like this
I never knew the cause.
I'm so cold and shaky
But now, at only 12, anxiety has swallowed me in its big jaws.
the dead, they sleep beneath the trees
in the dirt where no man sees
all the living walk above
some in hatred, others love
few have realized the truth
I go into town
I see my parents but they just frown
They just do not want to see me right now
They said I burnt it down
My parents say I'm the one who destroyed the town
They try to push me as far away
Let my chest ache,
Let my heart hurt,
Let the tears break and hit the floor,
Let my world fall,
to hell with it all.
No one cares,
my eyes leak.
Let this anger
fester and seep.
Bella's point of view
As I past James and Jack I blushed soon hard
"I hate falling in love...WHY BELLA?WHY? ",I say to myself. As I was thinking I suddenly bumped into something...or someone?
Her name was Bella, she liked this boy named Jack. Jacl was the popular Jock boy who had tons of fangirls. But Jack was kind, empathetic, sympathetic, and helpful.
Bella was the exact the same, but she was more of the silent type
Luckily when they fell they fell on a humongous pile of leaves, but even the leaves felt like falling on piles of rocks.
There was one time where monsters, fairies, and other mythical creatures existed, but there was one creature that everyone feared...the dragons.
The night is dark, the moon is full,
The howl of wolf, the moan of ghoul.
For this night will be scary to thee,
The kiss of vampire, the scream of banshee.
For this is the night, Oh that Night!
The leaves are beginning to change colors as they slowly start to fall and hit the ground,
And the smell of pumpkins and fear fill the air and it travels in the wind all around.
When the hand strikes midnight, it begins.
The darkest hour of the night.
Our candles lit, the time has come..
The darkest hour of the night.
Our candles melt and grow our fright.
Running exceedingly fast,
I finally saw a door, at last,
Rushed inside, paralyzed with fear,
I’m lost in a forest with no one around
I’m lost
I see eyes in the bushes and stars in the night
I’m lost
Shivering when I see her pass
Cruel is her manner, harsh is her voice
All hide in fear, shh… don’t make a noise
Medusa was an ugly girl,
Or so the stories told.
Her looks might not have been ideal,
But she had a heart of gold.
The seasons are all changing, the schedule of the day is rearranging.
It's finally time to put the shorts away, and to bring the sweaters out for the cold days.
Creeping out of the water he comes
Your heart is beating like a drum
He smells your fear from away
You tell him to go back to the bay
Chasing live vessels filled with blood
Hissing rabidly into the night
Under the moon, hunting heedlessly
We sit quietly in the car in the dark
Candles balanced on the dash
White wax drips to form soft folds, stark
Against the blackness of the ash
Some people change because of pain, for better or worse,
We all possess a light side within us
and dance in it in the best of times
“Sickening static surrounds my mind
My head is a circus
All the smudges on the mirror
made me go insane
“Sickening static surrounds my mind
My head is a circus
All the smudges on the mirror
made me go insane
“Sickening static surrounds my mind
My head is a circus
All the smudges on the mirror
made me go insane
When you take your skin off
and stare at your bones
lay them out in the sun
and watch them turn yellow
When you smile use your teeth
they'll smile more than your hair
One day you're home,
and then another you are left all alone.
Abandoned, gone, and lost.
Looking around like theres been a holocaust.
People say life is black and white-
Darkness surrounds me as I find myself enveloped in the story being told in front of me.
A young girl is stumbling upon a scene,
Scratch… Scratch… Scratch goes the clawing at my door
Faint as usual but still unsettling
SCratch…SCratch…SCratch goes the clawing at my door
It was always clean.
The smell of sanitizer suffocating the air.
When I see her, she is constantly smiling in that taunting "I am better than you" way
I wait and wait and wait.
Fear
I know it,oh how I know it.
He keeps me up at night,I never rest not one bit.
I feel it in my brain
All rationality goes down the drain
I’m tired
OCD is a monster,he will not leave me alone
In the dead of night I close my eyes
But cannot keep these thoughts outside
I hear it scratching at my door
And moaning from beneath the floor
Whenever I look in the dark
I see him standing there
I look around and see a spark
Then can’t see anywhere
Then I thought I heard a lark
But it was only air
Even though it’s not a shark
THUMP THUMP
Alone for the first time
THUMP THUMP
It got louder everytime
THUMP THUMP
I hid for sometime
THUMP THUMP
My dog began to whine
THUMP THUMP
Alone for the first time
THUMP THUMP
It got louder everytime
THUMP THUMP
I hid for sometime
THUMP THUMP
My dog began to whine
Mommy I’m scared, am I going to have wrinkles like that lady when I grow up,
she shushes me and apologizes to the old woman, no darling she says as
she pushes me out the door.
I see it when I close my eyes,
I see it right before the sunlight rise,
I see it in my darkest visions,
I see it when the eerie glow of my thoughts envision.
It has eyes, dark, like a black hole
I see the world in its beautyOthers see me in fear
I see the world in its graceOthers see me and sneer
Something calls me outA shriek, a scream, a screech
Staring out over the oceanThe sun's reflection burningSparkling off the Blue Man's hullCreates a sounding paradiseThat never seems to dull
I am a politically conscientious, theater-obsessed English nut,
An extrovert with anxiety and an unquenchable taste for scary books and movies,
Hair as black as night
so it blends in woth the smoke of her home villiage
Skin as white as snow
reflecting the moonlight like a mirror
Lips as red as blood
er-
red with blood
2:57 is the first thing my eyes take in as the shoot wide open
The glow of my alarm clock sends me this eerie feeling
I sense extreme warmth as the once cool room has dampened
Sometimes I wake up early in the morning
Wondering if what I do is enough
Alone with my thoughts
I think about things that may not happen
Awful things, good things
They're all the same in a way
Pretty as seen,
Oh, how one can hide.
The red eyes see,
Right through me.
Haunting Haunting,
I live in a house with two ghosts
Mirrored in themselves when they are near the other
They drift through each other
But alone they seem nearly solid
Such an unexplainable bond. A love so great. Sisters, twins to be exact.
Jane and Alice. Seven years old now. Laughing for hours on end, alone in their room.
Identical in every way except,
Alice was stillborn.
Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming.
Catchy, cuddly, and cute.
Have you considered its true meaning?
Just keep walking. Just keep walking.
Not catchy, not cuddly, and not cute.
I was bitten by a Werewolf and now I'm undead.I was a mortal man but now I'm immortal instead.I'm responsible for many deaths because I'm a Wolfman.
If the rumors
are true
then you are a
selfish
freak.
If I listened
to rumors
I would never
have agreed
to be your friend.
If the rumors
are true
Let's play a game, shall we?
Let me vester into your mind,
Hear your every thought.
Now tell me, what scares you?
I'm pretty aware that it scares many others too.
Deep into your mind I wonder,
The ground is cold and dirty
The shackles on your wrists are sturdy
The room is dark, very quiet
You can escape, you have to try it
Wait until the coast is clear
Be still and silent when they're near.
Fear, something everything is born with
It can’t be washed away or forgotten
Whether it be a child’s fear of monsters in the dark
Late night woken, barely alive.
struggling to see the light through other's eyes.
covered in darkness, covered to the core.
try to show people me, but they don't see the sores.
There once was a mother
Who lost her lover
And all she had was a child
Despite her care
And the life she shared
The mother slowly grew wild
As the child screamed
The mother schemed
Please help me
And make these shadows leave
Save me from the darkest street
Turn the lights back on
And I'm crying
Then I'm broken
Shattered on the floor
The mirror hides unseen faces
Dark of Day Light of Nightby Mira Wilder2014Girls you better be safeand get to your carthat guy you dated took things too farYou can feel him behind you,closer and closer
I sat alone one evening,
Nearly dreaming upon my table propped,
Stopped had I from work to rest,
My feet are starting to hurt.
Why the hell did I do this?
God, I think my heart is going to explode.
As you lay in your bed, eyes shut- waiting to fall asleep, listen.
You hear that ringing in the silence?
If you listen hard enough you'll hear voices.
The voices will tell you dark things.
I locked the door behind me
And as I sat on the toilet seat
I looked down at my feet
Red, from the lack of heat
I began remisicing on memories
Bur it wasn't long until I was done
Her eyes were as bright as her soul
But she
IT
Never seen
The light of day
Deaths favorite associate
IT loved stealing others souls
IT never had one of her own
She kills silently
My heart drops every time I think about the boy’s body sinking to the bottom of the pool on that one, beautiful day in May.
windows creak openfloor boards shift under its feetIt moves silentlycoming to a stop, to feedon the child where he sleeps
There's a darkness that covers the moon,
To save the werewolves from there doom.
on the corner of Madison and Wells, a ghost with a gray cotton tee and tattered jeans saw my red lace dress and started deer hunting. he wasn’t timid, only lanky, and gripped the ground
The sun is hot, the wind is low
and soft against your face.
The trees are green, their shadows
tall and cool in their embrace.
The grass is bright, the flowers vivid,
and swaying in the breeze.
It’s supposed to be amazing
Everyone telling you how proud they are and how much they love you
How glad they are that you made it through that hell called high school
But all you’re doing is waiting
My hands warp and writhe
Fabricated conspiricies consume my mind
Sinister notions deafen my perceptions
What lurks in the corner what will i find?
Misfortune haunts my core
It is something that i adore
Finally this world is dark. I don’t have to see. I don’t have to see them. Those. Those eyes. Your eyes.
We are so focused on teaching our young people to dream that we forget to teach them how to reach these things
(....hi ho.......hi ho....)
(....hi ho.......hi ho....)
It's time
(....hi ho.......hi ho....)
Once again
In the blackest of the night, It glides through the overgrown grassand threw the sewers under the city streets.It swallows the minds of innocents.It rips into the lost souls.
Silently it sits,Waiting for its’ next victim,To enter its’ realmIts’ realm of torture,Where nothing is private,Where you never truly are alone.Where your nightmares become reality,
Black atmosphere, purple park on fire
my flesh desired
Black spiked hair with a bruised face
stepping, grass crunching, heart race
My pulse began to race
Like a horse out of the gate
Then my muscles began to clench
Like a wrench on a nail
Joy given by the pain bestowed upon those I crush under my thumb, tortured screams and moans are my music and illness of mind my muse
I don't think you understand
The effect the word 'college' has on me.
The more you talk,
The more my heartbeat races.
Taking off like a plane to Britain
It won't stop.
Follow-~>
The woman in blackWho looks for her child.
<~- Retreat
To the safety of homeWhen the child is found
Open-~>
The book of spellsAnd wait till nine
<~-Close
I walk among the childrenSome young and some oldLike the oak tree in myGrandfather’s house.
The wind ruffles the leaves.It is a foggy fall night.Im not alone.At least I tell myself I’m not.
That dark cold night, the rain did splatter
on the dim windows, 'pitter-patter.'
The creaky old cabin 'neath the willows
groans and moans and wobbles and billows.
What there is to say haunts to the core
Alone and cold,
it grows so old.
Scared to leave,
nothing to achieve.
The rose wilts,
the scale tilts.
Loves dies,
hate flies.
Passion gone,
nothing to pawn.
The black swallows me,
Hinging everything so delicately
One wrong move, everything will fall and fail.
It is the price to pay to deal with me.
I will keep you close from all that will ail
Only a small price to pay, no big deal
Three Fates fathomed a fellow to figure
Facsinating that which is feral and foul
To be fervid and satisfying;
A furious felicity.
Three moaning eyes, muttering movements of demise,
10 are sleeping under ground,
hush and don't you make a sound.
9 below they slowly wake,
coming for your breath to take.
8 ascend the steps in woe,
as they slowly, surely go.
7 moments pass away,
Splat!
You’re dead
With the flick of the flowery sandal I ended your pitiful life forever
No more creeping
No more crawling
No more leaping
from web to web
It was a snowy friday night and i layed awake in bed.
The torturing songs from earlier at school had still played in my head.
You didn't see all that we could be.
I felt every molecule of my body going weak and cold
They built these walls to protect me
At least that's what they said.
"Monsters, demons and darkness live
Beyond these high stone walls"
Entrigued I was by their small fact
There's a rough path to your dreams, kid.
You're going to get beat down and maybe even run over,
You're going to reach a point where you feel like you can't take anymore.
Not everyone can throw money at their problems,
There was small wooden houseAt the edge of the greenIt was there, yet it wasn’tFor it never was seen
Save by two little laddiesWho came by the wayAnd traipsed ‘long the pathwayOne crisp autumn day
Shattered hearts and
Broken dreams
Call to me in the weary night
Silent screams and
Fallen dreams
I can't reach them.
No way out
No where to run
Hold on to your sanity
And dancing, they were,
The two girls, and the boy
Caring not about time,
That seemed not to pass by
They noticed not, that not a stare
(poems go here) The fluorescent moon
Of the black night sky,
the only light to shine in the abandoned town.
Frigid air burns
my porcelain skin.
Drifting through the streets,
To find a new meaning:
The finish line I have been running to for 18 years
is really the starting gunshot.
Can’t sleep
Order transcripts
List awards and repeat
Long waits
Essays short
Growing hungry
Eat and repeat
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There once was a man named Ted,
Who decided one night to look under the bed.
What he saw, it seemed,
Really made him scream.
And now, he has no head.
The wind shook the house on that cold, cold night
You were yelling at me, I didn't want to fight.
You stumbled down the stairs,
You stumbled into my room,
You grabbed me by the hair, and you blamed me.
It strikes midnight, and I’m home alone
My parents have yet to return from work
Paranoia kicks in, and as I turn to stone
I hear a voice and slow footsteps lurk
As I lay awake in bed at night
My secrets haunt me, devil’s delight
Though invisible, they’re plain in sight
Stenciled images in black and white
They scream and wail, unending fight
I try to be perfect
Smile really big
Help everyone
Never think of myself
But sometimes It's hard
I get hurt
All those feelings i hold
start to hold me down
it's all too heavy
and I break
