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Wires

Stringed up in wires with dry, foaming lips
I wish I could be just like you
You beg and you twist in a selfmoaning way
I wish I could be just like you
My hands act like tools, and my tools come alive
You scream 'cause you want to be me
I laugh in my silence and cry for your pain
The mask hides the way that I feel
Catch with me
You flatter yourself on the tip of my tongue
I wish I could be just like you
Infected again by the love that I waste
I wish I could be just like you
I read to you slowly the rules I've made
You scream 'cause you want to be me
I laugh in my silence and cry for your pain
The mask hides the way that I feel
Catch with me

song performed by by Yvonne
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Hunt within

I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
mask it with a laugh in vain.

If only you could see; this pain does not have to be.
The hands I feel grasp my chest,
The piercing screams inside,
I know that I'm just prey walking in the hunters grasp, asking for the pain.
But although I feel my strain I know it is not in vain,

So I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
Mask it with a laugh in vain.

I feel myself slipping, evil greed poisoning the good; maybe I'm just blind.
I'm the hunter in the dark
The lurk of a selfish need,
I cannot bear to hurt someone else, I can only hurt me.

So I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
Mask it with a laugh in vain.

Just the want to feel loved, is making me a monster.
I'm the scratches in my heart
I slowly go insane.
I have no way to walk away; my howl is in a strain,

But I,
Smile, to my audience
Bow before my pain.
Sing the song of loneliness
Mask it with a laugh in vain.
Hope you will see through this mask,
And save what's left of the heart I stained.

poem by April Swan
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Scream In Pain

Its deep insignus
That knows me well
Its all around me
My mind can tell
And all the children
They know my name
They scream forever
I know the pain
Oh, feel the pain
Oh, feel the pain
Oh, feel the pain
Oh, feel the pain
Its a sleep insignus
That knows me well
Shes got the fever
Shes hot as hell
And all the children
They know my name
When night is coming
Theyll scream in pain
Oh, scream in pain
Oh, scream in pain
Oh, scream in pain
Oh, scream in pain
Yayaya...

song performed by by Aerosmith
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Stress

My heart bleeds
Yet I cant shed a tear
No matter what I'm going through
I feel the tears that are falling from my heart
My heart aches from the pain
The pain that I go through everyday
The pain an eighteen year old shouldnt have to feel
So much to say, but how do I say it
The stress has me pullin my hair out
I try and explain my pain
Yet know one is around to listen
So I scream and yell at myself
WHY? ?
Is my question to everything
Never do I have an answer
Why cant people just sit down and pay attention?
Now that I dont have anyone
I put my mask on
The mask that blocks off all emotion
So I cant feel the pain anymore
The pain that happens everyday
Now that the day ends
I sit in my chair and realize
I'm holding fist full of hair..

poem by Ashley Olson
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Marilyn Monroe's Photo In Blue (In Answer To T.T. Cloete)

Boldly sits pretty Marilyn Monroe
but there is something more that this photo tells
than a pair of pants clinging in blue,
than only female attraction under a thin skin.
Stripped and very bare
the material and the silence scream
like her languishing life story,
with a painful lonely coldness.
More than her nakedness that comes from beneath
a person is totally astonished
and bowled over by her pain
and there is a kind of dark monstrosity
that hides beyond the mask of the actress,
of a heart that cannot cry itself out.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Mask That Covers My Pain

I wear a mask,
A mask that covers my pain,
I wear a smile,
A smile to cover my frown,

Secretly I am sad,
No ones here to hold me,
No ones here to love me,
I have no one,

My mask covers the pain in my eyes,
My mask covers the pain in my face,
My mask covers the pain in my heart,
My mask covers the pain in me,

I am but alone,
I am but in pain,
I am the only one,
I put a mask on,
To cover my pain,

poem by Samantha Guinen
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Beneath The Mask

Beneath the mask her wander lies
projecting an image for lovers eyes.
Such endless beauty my eyes behold,
under the mask she wears so bold

She hides behind her vain-full pride,
The twist and turn of storms inside.
She sits so still, so calm a girl
And guards with faith her hidden pearl.

Behold the mask covers her face
For between its cracks lies hidden grace
And beneath that mystic mask of wood
Lies secrets of a love so good

She needs to see through sudden glee
She needs not wear the mask for me.
In her glory I need to bask
For I love the girl who wear the mask.

Beneath the mask
There is a love and compassion
Inhibition and insecurities,
But there is also the girl I love

poem by C.F Francis
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Scream

Scream
Scream at the world
For all your pain
For all your worries
For all that you lost
For all that you gained

Scream
Scream at the world
Wipe your tears away
Listen to it echo
Feel the stress
Melt away

Scream
Scream at the world
For loves found
And loves lost
For every feeling
That gets jumbled up

Scream
Scream at the world
For your horrible day
For the things that they say
For everything that
Drags you down

Scream
Scream at the world
Then let it fade away
Tomorrow's a new day
Today is a memory
No one knows what' ll happen

Scream
Scream at the world
Then look ahead
Never back
Life moves
One day at a time

poem by Autumn Winds
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The Hidden Poem With In Us

Poetry hinds behind the very tears we shed
It hides in the very pain we feel
It hides deep inside our locked emotions
When you feel confused there a poem hiding with all the answers
Poetry hides in the shadows that follow you around
It hides in the mumbling sound of our depressed voices
it hides in the locked up anger we all have
Poetry hides in the voices in our mind that is put on mute
Poetry hides behind the secrete window in our minds we painted black
But the thing about poetry is that it seems to be playing a game of hide-and-seek
But in reality it just waiting to be unleashed and told
It lies dormant locked up in chains we created our selves
We just got to let it free and let it tell its story

poem by Stephen Merced
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A Tool To Scream

Goodbye, They breathe but cannot scream
They have no tools to build voices
They wait in fetal position
Martyrs on altars of mistakes
The martyr
They have not the tools to scream
They are just the ones upon the altars of mistakes
There is no safe place
The marytr

song performed by by Zao
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Do You See Me

Look in my eyes
can you feel the pain that I feel
so many times that I've cried
but can you see, or is it invisible tears i share
as you sleep safe and sound
can you hear my heart beat
fading as I scream out your name
could you be the reason for my pain
or am I the reason for my own
why is it so much easier to put the blame
rather than deal with the shame
forcing a smile, to take the focus off my eyes
you may never know how I truly feel
I wear a mask, as I play a part
yes I've got the world fooled
you may never see the tears that I share
a lonely heart, all smiles, no frowns
my pain is for my eyes only
so only I know, only I will bare.

poem by Kelvin Owusu
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Some Kind Of Monster

These are the eyes that can't see me
These are the hands that drop your trust
These are the boots that kick you around
This is the tongue that speaks on ths inside
These are the ears that ring with hate
This is the face that'll never change
This is the fist that grinds you down
This is the voice of silence no more
These are the legs in circles run
This is the beating you'll never know
These are the lips that taste no freedom
This is the feel that's not so safe
This is the face that you'll never change
This is the god that ain't so pure
This is the god that is not pure
This is the voice of silence no more
We the people
Are we the people?
Some kind of monster
This monster lives
This is the face that stones you cold
This is the moment that needs to breathe
These are the claws that scratch these wounds
This is the pain that never leaves
This is the tongue that whips you down
This is the burden of every man
These are the screams that pierce your skin
This is the voice of silence no more
This is the test of flesh and soul
This is the trap that smells so good
This is the flood that drains these eyes
These are the looks that chill to the bone
These are the fears that swing over head
These are the weights that hold you down
This is the end that will never end
This is the voice of silence no more
We the people
Are we the people?
Some kind of monster
This monster lives
This is the cloud that swallows trust
This is the black that uncolors us
This is the face that you hide from
This is the mask that comes undone
Ominous
I'm in us

song performed by by Metallica
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Silence

Silence builds within these walls.
Across my brain a dark spectre crawls.
I feel the maddness creeping in.
Or was it long ago it did begin?

I can not tell,
because I reside within my shell.
Where only silence calms infernal hell.
Internal silence to keep from breaking.

I've hurt enough.
I take refuge,
from all the pain I dealt to you.
A dark shadow I cast upon your life.
Now silence strikes,
and blindness hides the love we shared.
Myself I now despise.

Silence surrounds pumping in my head,
in my veins a pounding beat that drains.
I'll sit here now in contemplation and meditation.
Pondering mistakes I've made small and great.

The spider runs across my brain,
as silence fills with loathsome shame.
Tears run from my eyes as acid rain.
I'll wrap myself up in deep refrain.
Until I make my penance and lift the grey.

poem by Michael McParland
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In His Silence

In His silence-
I can hear and feel His Spirit in
me
His silence-In
I can perceive His Instructions For me.
In His silence-
I can feel His Bosom embracing
me.
In His silence-
I can feel His Nail-Scarred
hands directing me.
In His silence-
I can feel He is touched with
my infirmity.
In his silence-
I know He will never leave or
forsake me.
In His silence-
I have life eternity.

poem by Sarah A. Bell
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Afraid

Do you, do you wanna bleed?
Do you, do you wanna live in vain?
Its only life
Shes so afraid to kiss
An so afraid to laugh
Is she runnin from her past?
Its only life
Shes so afraid of love
Is so afraid of hate
Whats she runnin from now? ?
Do you, do you wanna scream?
Do you, do you wanna face the strange?
Do you, do you believe?
Are you, are you afraid of change?
Its only life
Shes so afraid of this
And so afraid to ask
She hides behind her mask
Nothings ever right
Shes so afraid of pain
So afraid of blame
Its driving her insane
So insecure
There is no cure
Well, shes so afraid
Shes so afraid of death
Shes so afraid, afraid of life
The drama in her head
Getting louder all the time
Getting louder all the time
Shes so afraid, afraid to lose
Been so afraid of fame
Everyday she feels the same
Its driven her insane...
Its driven her...
Its driven...
Its...
Another broken pretty thing

song performed by by Motley Crue
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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When In Pain

when in pain
i prefer silence.

but i keep on writing.
and writing.
and writing.
and writing.

when in pain
i prefer always the silence
of the stars.

makes me feel like i am a star.
this silence, this pain.

when in silence, like the stars,
the pain gets too peaceful
like the stars

and then the pain subsides like
an ebbing tide

like an anger subsiding into
a still undisturbed mind

when i shine like a star
i remember the pain and it does not pain anymore.

silence kills the pain
like a distant star on a dark night like this one.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Plays & Scenes

You are an actor
Your work is beautiful
With your plays & scenes
You always know what to do

You play many characters
You play happy
You play sad
You play mean
You play yourself
Masks fade away unless they are waterproof(In this case they're not)
Your tools are tears
Your tools are faces
Your tools are glasses
Your tools are smiles and Moustaches
Lights, camera, action.

Scene 1: Laughter fills the air
You're being a goof
Laughing it up in class
Who would ever expect you of being sad
Nobody ofcourse
You are a genius
You fool everyone
That is everyone but yourself

Scene 2: You go into your room and scream into your pillow
You let out a wail
You're holding the pillow so tightly to your face
You feel as though you are sophocating
Angry words flash through your head
'I hate you! I wish you were dead! '
You feel no one cares
Understandable.
Yes or no?

Scene 3: Get out of the way
I never liked you
I never will! you exclaim
When will you wake up
I'm leaving and I'm never coming back!
You feel anger
I guess being mean
I know you don't want to admit it
But it's the truth

Scene 4: I'm loved by the people I love
I'm cared about by the people I care about
I love The Strokes & drawing pictures by hand(I'm not a cheater, sometimes)
I try my hardest & try not to give up
I never want to be alone but it is an issue I face
I cry a lot due to my issues
But I really don't care what people think
Yourself is me.
And even though I hate myself sometimes
I love being me
So, I'm not going anywhere yet.

poem by Kamilla Davila
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Suffering Is Always Personal and Better Left Unshared and Unspoken

my words are waking me up
my hand is ready, the computer beeps
i like to write an email for you

how many times shall this happen?
this urge to let you know

this morning, i again blame myself
because i can't

i am thinking of the consequences
i know how painful is it to fall
how empty can the house become
how a night without a stars can make us cry
sometimes

how the sound of the river when you walk alone
gives you the sound of the cry of the pebbles
they break their silence
they scream

for truths still untold
to rules that cannot be broken

when you enter that empty room again
a ball of silence meets you
you sit beside it
it speaks to you

this is the first time that you have seen
its nature
it is dressed with lips
and when they begin to open to about to speak to you
you close your hands
turning them into fists
and you hit your chest

and the ball of silence moves away from you
it is respect for pain
when silence pretends again that it is just a ball
and that it can go away

for men suffer all alone
on unsaid proportion
with that ability to embrace no
description

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Echoes of silence

A silent scream
A bad dream..
nightmare

Wake me up
Some one dare
Spare me.. spare!

Everytime i remember
that touch that smell
The day i experienced hell

my cross to bear
All my life
My death knell

My tortured sigh
someone hear in silence
my helplessness

As i laid that night
Silence echoes my fight
my plight!

Silence echoes
Scot free, he walks away
echoes till this day

Silence echoes
My lost innocence
At nights in dreams..

Night, witness to my pain
Driving me insane
within my heart...

Silence echoes,
My silent scream
my broken dreams..

Silence echoes....

poem by Meena Iyer
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The pain of silence

Like a little girl i sit waiting
Hoping not to be disappointed
But there again all there is,
Is the pain of silence
The silence is taking over
When that day comes closer
I try to forget and just hope
But still the pain of silence
Now this day i begin to dread
Because i know deep within
Once again all there will be
Is the pain of silence
I try to shut this out
But it haunts me like a shadow in the dark
As i fail to run from the silence
The silence is too hard to bear
And because of it i live in fear
For i do not know what to expect
So i dwell in the pain of silence

poem by Abigail Sikwenda
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A single tear is shed

Conversational stop,
Pregnant pause.
Silence made with a scream,
Something to ignore.
Best time is no time.
And yet we float,
Past miracles of broken promises.
Catch nothing, say nothing
Nothing is all we hear.
When silence is broken
A single tear is shed.

© 2012

poem by Nick Strong
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