Pitstop
In my pain remaining,
You still dropp more of it.
As if I occupy a pitstop.
And I am there...
To replenish your need,
To gas up...
As you retire your worn out displeasures,
To rebuckle for a rebooting...
For a race you keep,
To speed away to leave me broken.
I pray for you!
To Stop this dance you do with evil.
But emotionally you wish me drained.
So no one else can see,
Who re-energizes you...
After you are through abusing me.
But one day you will come not to feel this way.
The scars dropped by the clock...
Will inflict upon your mind reminders.
Behind closed doors,
You will begin to feel trapped.
By a consciousness that visits.
And your past misdeeds will plead to be forgiven.
But...
From whom or what,
Will release you from those pitstops,
That left me strickened as you struck...
With a letting go for a public showing.
'Stop it,
Let me go.'
The scars dropped by the clock...
Will inflict upon your mind reminders.
'Stop it,
Let me go.'
The scars dropped by the clock...
Will inflict upon your mind reminders.
In my pain remaining,
You would dropp more of it.
As if I occupied a pitstop.
And I was there...
To replenish your need,
To gas up...
As you retired your worn out displeasures.
To rebuckle for a rebooting...
For a race you kept,
To speed away to leave me broken.
One day you will come not to feel this way.
'Stop it,
Let me go.'
The scars dropped by the clock...
Will inflict upon your mind reminders.
'Stop it,
Let me go.'
The scars dropped by the clock...
Will inflict upon your mind reminders.
And it will be your misdeeds.
Not me to haunt you.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Scars
Now I see that you are pushing me away,
The scars remain as my pain,
I can see that my veins are full of scars,
Scars of remaining past,
Scars from all those cutting,
Scars from all the pain I went through,
Love is vain,
The rain might pour down,
But nothing has stop me from seeing the scars I have left behind,
Nothing can’t stop me from seeing the remaining scars,
All my scars, all my memories remain as my pain.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Red Colored Stars
I'll open my eyes, and a new day will come
I'll see Red Colored Stars in the sky and in your eyes
Fast away the ugly, just one more bill to pay
All the past will be moon dust that flies, from where we lay
I can feel it, I can feel
Red Colored Stars in my hands are the stones that were cast
They left us with scars, reminders
There's a wall in my way, there's a war in my way
Tales of love that consumed me
Hide from the fight
I'm a slave in my head, I'm awake in my bed
Tell the worms they can soon eat tonight, eat tonight
I can feel
Red Colored Stars in my hands are the stones that were cast
They left us with scars, reminders
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?
Sleep, there's a wall in my way
There's a war in my way
Sleep, there's a wall in my way
There's a war in my head
Start our cars and be around, there's room enough for you and me
When the sun comes up, we'll leave them down and stare into the dream
Red Colored Stars in my hands are the stones that were cast
They left us with scars, reminders
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
I can feel it
song performed by by Ours
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Preserving Scars
She wakes up
Screaming
Crying
From nightmares
Terror
Fear
Scars
On her body
Show it all
Abuse
Mistreatment
Neglect
All her history
Is written
Upon her skin
Dripping in
Rose red
Ink
Scars
Tell her experiences
Memories
Engraved in
Her mind
Imprinted
Never to
Be without
Them
Never to
Be without
Pain
Reminders
Everywhere she
Looks
Of the past
Preserved
In her skin
She covers them
As best as she
Can
She hugs herself
Rocking back and forth
Rembering lost pain
Remembering
How she got those
Marks
How those
Memories
Were made
She will
Never be without
Those scars
Forever
Preserved
In her skin
poem by Autumn Winds
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From The Window
Am I not to know or feel the pain,
You went out of your way to inflict upon me?
Am I not to know the sneakiness by which you did it?
Or were you hoping I would dropp to my knees...
To plead for mercy to appease your taste for sleaze?
Who in the hell do you think you are dealing with here?
I've learned to fight my battles on playgrounds.
With mommy and daddy...
Looking on,
From the window!
And I might have left with scars.
But I was not about to leave,
Feeling defeated.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Before You Were Killed
Stop!
Why after your struggles,
To come to the light...
You seemed so urgent,
To travel back into the darkness?
What was there,
In that kind of sorrow that attracted?
Did you miss your anguish?
Did you feel
From that I held you back?
Stop!
Why after healing from wounds,
Did you wish to inflict more pain?
Help me understand this...now!
What was there for you to gain?
What in this life troubled you like that?
I want to understand...now!
But you rejected my helping hand!
You seemed determined,
To make that stand.
Stop!
Don't leave.
I continue in my mind to plead!
Don't go this way.
I continue to say.
You have ripped me into pieces.
Why did you wish my heart to crumble?
Did I deserve this mistreatment?
Did I deserve your selfishness released?
I did not try to block your desire to go.
But you tore me apart...
And wherever you may be,
'That' I want you to know!
Stop!
STOP!
If only time had stood still...
Before you were killed,
To hear me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Five O'Clock 500
Album: For The Record
Just punched the clock and boy am I ready
Walkin' out the door a-headin' home
It's time to buckle up again
In my rolling hunk of tin
It's quittin' time the evenin' race is on
It's that five o'clock 500 and I run it every day
Pick-up trucks, cars and buses all in my way
We've got Darrel, we've got Dale,
Richard, Mark, Rusty and Jeff
Oh, the boss just dropped the green we're on our way
It's that five o'clock 500 every day
Oh, Bubba's runnin' right on my bumper
Pushin' me but there's no where to go
Lane changin' left and right
Blowin' horns and blinkin' lights
Oh, the fast lane has never been so slow
It's that five o'clock 500 and I run it every day
Pick-up trucks, cars and buses all in my way
We've got Darrel, we've got Dale,
Richard, Mark, Rusty and Jeff
Well, the boss just dropped the green we're on our way
It's that five o'clock 500 every day
Well, the caution is out we're at a stand-still
Heard there's construction up ahead
Won't be long so they say
Soon we'll all be on our way
Some trucker on the CB just said
It's that five o'clock 500 and I run it every day
Pick-up trucks, cars and buses all in my way
We've got Darrel, we've got Dale,
Richard, Mark, Rusty and Jared
Oh, the boss just dropped the green we're on our way
It's that five o'clock 500, five o'clock 500,
Five o'clock 500 every day
Every day, every day, every day...
song performed by by Alabama
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The Scars That U Leave
I don’t know how much more
How much more I can take
Of this crap you keep doing
Every night I go to bed
With the scars of the day
Scars that you inflicted
And the pain searing through my body
A pain that was caused by your hands
Inflicted by your hatred
A pain remembered the next morning
Only to be added to that night
A never ending pain
As the wounds are never left to heal
But are added to
Over and over again
Know I add a new pain
A pain I inflict on myself
A cut that you didn’t make
But was caused by you all the same
poem by Layla Joseph
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The Clock Keeps Ticking
I want alone to be
I want to drown in lonely sea
But the clock keeps ticking
I want to stop
I want to forever halt
But the clock keeps beating
I want to run
I want far away from land
But the clock keeps pursuing
I want to hide
I no more want to think of fight
But the clock keeps shouting
I want to rest
I want in dream hibernate
But the clock keeps breaking
I want to sing
I want to strengthen the spring
But the clock keeps shaking
I want to only follow
I no longer want to know
But the clock keeps pumping
I want to hurt
I don’t care if I should hate
But the clock keeps moving
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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When You Close Your Eyes
If you see me bleed,
Without coming to my comfort to aid.
Will you bare the wound,
Upon the nakedness of your consciousness...
Yet to come.
Will you do what the others have done?
Run?
Or will the unhealing scars inflict,
Upon your mind and sit?
To stitch together cries in silence.
Tormenting a sleeplessness.
Weaving to knit with relentlessness.
When you close your eyes,
Anytime...
Your thoughts of me,
Are not expected to arrive.
Or leave to complete this pattern.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Cant Stop
Oh yeah
Yeah
Cant stop thinkin about you
No, I cant stop thinkin about you
In the morning day or night
I tremble at your sight
Its impossiable to fight,Ive tried
Now youre in my head
And your mind Ive read
Gonna stop the words you say
Now i
-chorus-
Cant stop thinkin about you
I cant get you off my mind
Ohhhh I cant stop thinkin about you
Thinkin about you all the time
Cant stop thinkin about you
I cant get you off my mind
Ohhh I cant stop thinkin about you
Thinkin about you all the time
Cupids heart seeped through
And all along you knew
I just want you to be mine
Nothin I can do
Im all wraped up with you
Even if I wanted to
Iam out of time
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I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
Why
Ohhh yeah
-rap break x 4-
Tick tock, tick tock
Goes the clock
Not a second passes,
I cant stop
-break x 4-
Cant stop(cant stop)
Cant stop it
Cant stop(cant stop)
Cant stop
Take me to a place
Where I can always see your face
I really lost my way this time
Tell me what it means
Iam bursting at the seams
Youre in my thoughts, my dreams
Yet i
-chorus-
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
I want to know
Say, why is it so
Cant stop thinkin(cant stop thinkin about you)
Cant stop,yeah
Cant stop
Cant stop
Whoa
song performed by by Hanson
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Sleeping With A Memory
When my head hits the pillow
my memory opens up its door
and releases you into my mind
with memories once more.
I don’t want unhappy reminders
to upset my sleep and mind.
I’ve got to try and get over you,
and what you’ve left behind.
You’re even there in my dreams
breaking my heart again.
I can’t escape you day or night
you’re giving so much pain.
I know you’re not responsible
for what happens in my mind,
but will you please marry me,
so I can leave the past behind.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Accepting The Possibities
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
Just one glimpse of you.
Just whisper of name is enough to drive me insane.
Any man would feel the same.
Only if they knew you the way I do.
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
I got my bruises and scars.
I've been through the marshes of pain.
A swampy mess that at times seems as if though it doesn't want to let go.
But I know, I know.
I have a picture of my snow white hidden in my very own special place in a very special birthday frame.
It was one of kind it was giving to me as anniversary present.
The moments I can never forget.
I'm chasing a ghost.
The daily drive through Selinsgrove.
That could be you become my thoughts of the icy cold.
Fearing the worse.
A mind that goes to the perverse.
A sickening feeling in the stomach.
What really happen?
Where are you?
Why did you disappear?
Was it something I did?
A aching that will never leave me.
You were and always will be my first.
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
Just one glimpse of you.
Just whisper of your name is enough to drive me insane.
Any man would feel the same.
Only if they knew you the way I do.
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
I got my bruises and scars.
I've been through the marshes of pain.
A swampy mess that at times seems as if though it doesn't want to let go.
But I know, I know.
Secrets go to the sky sometimes before you die.
Thoughts of the afterlife.
Is their angel looking down me?
Protecting thou brave knight.
Even as the wicked plunders with a knife.
No justice has ever reached my eyes.
Not in a crime I can't prove has been committed.
Sometimes they are no goodbyes.
A missing conclusion to a story that hounds me every night.
Oh how do I get this right?
Light the fire.
Perform the ritual.
Speak to the dead.
Reaching beyond the limits of this reality.
An emptiness that has become a fatality.
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
Just one glimpse of you.
Just whisper of your name is enough to drive me insane.
Any man would feel the same.
Only if they knew you the way I do.
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
I got my bruises and scars.
I've been through the marshes of pain.
A swampy mess that at times seems as if though it doesn't want to let go.
But I know, I know.
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
Just one glimpse of you.
Just whisper of your name is enough to drive me insane.
Any man would feel the same.
Only if they knew you the way I do.
I won't stop.
A heart as solid as a rock.
Heading to the top of the bluff.
I won't stop.
I won't stop.
I won't stop.
Because these thoughts will never be enough.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Drop The World
He won the race the judges concluded
He was the better man he had the will to win
A hesitation a one time show or place
His self would not allow he had to be the best
He had denied his urges cause they would of
Drained his strength that battle had been one
With side effects a few
He may have dropped the world
He could not have let us down
Dana has gone away
I hope shes in a better place
She aced the test a grade above the rest
Of the class the class felt the curve a 93%
Was not enough to feed her fix
She needs that perfect score
The endorphin rush she loved
It would opiate her
She had denied all allgations of her loneliness
That battle had been won with scars still under wraps
She may have dropped the world
She would not let us down
Endorphin rush she loved
She may have dropped the world
song performed by by NOFX
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Reminders
What one knows,
Can not be thrown away.
Or be disposed of!
To unlearn an experience,
Is not like a pinch felt.
I can recover from being bruised.
Depending on who did the abusing.
And if on my knees I knelt.
But if I'm left to wallow in a sorrow,
That is life changing?
An experience like that...
Will be remembered for the rest of my life.
I know how to ride on a two wheel bike.
But for the life of me...
I can not remember the many attempts I made,
Before I started to ride without assistance.
And I've got scars all over my body.
But the ones in my mind...
Seem to linger there all the time,
As if reminders!
And some have first and last names.
Attached and dated to the experience.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Don't Stop
the clock is ticking
and I'm here wishing
this new found love will find no end
don't wanna feel
another feeling
don't wanna know what time will send
I wanna stop
the earth from turning
the rain from falling
the wind from blowing
but don't stop (stop)
the love from growing
keep that river flowing
we can find a way
don't stop (stop)
this love from showing
I don't want tomorrow
just give jme today
don't stop (stop) stop the hands of time
hold back the time
and make forever
the same as the moment I felt your love
you've touched my heart
erased the pain
song performed by by Gloria Estefan from Gloria!
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Star Song
You got your tongue pierced once,
and you say you've got another,
that you can't show anyone,
unless it's under covers,
but you're running around showing everyone your new tattoo.
You got an A in class,
and you hoped no one would notice,
you're the smartest kid in school,
and it makes you self-conscious,
and your loser boyfriend is smoking out in the boys room.
I wish someone would tell you,
you're a star the way you are,
you know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars.
(everybody's got their scars)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
I bet your mom was so happy,
you became a cheerleader,
home coming queen,
just like your older sister,
'till you dyed your hair pink
and they said what were you drinking,
and it never did sink in,
it don't matter what they think.
Cause you're a star the way you are,
you know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars,
(everybody's got their scars)
never mind how ugly they are.
(never mind how ugly they are)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
Oh the way you are,
(oh the way you are)
oh the way you are,
(oh the way you are)
oh the way you are,
yeah.
You're a star the way you are,
You know you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars.
(everybody's got their scars)
No matter what they tell you
you're beautiful you are.
You're a star the way you are,
no, you're not fooling anyone.
No, you've got the eyes of an angel,
don't try to change, yeah,
everybody's got their scars,
(everybody's got their scars)
never mind how ugly they are.
(never mind how ugly they are)
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
No matter what they tell you,
you're beautiful the way you are.
song performed by by Bowling For Soup
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Suicide Scars
i look at myself in the mirror wondering.
wondering what happend to the girl i used to be.
wondering why there are scars on my wrist.
why i did this to myself.
then i think back to when my whole world was crashing down.
i seem to realize that these scars are suicide scars.
i start to cry to the fact that i will have these scars for a life time.
i grab my razor put it up to my wrist.
and i start to cut.
i start to cut them suicide cuts all over again.
i cant stop.
but i guess that this will be me forever.
makeing them ugly suicide scars.
poem by Teresa Johnson
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Suicide Scars
i look at myself in the mirror wondering.
wondering what happend to the girl i used to be.
wondering why there are scars on my wrist.
why i did this to myself.
then i think back to when my whole world was crashing down.
i seem to realize that these scars are suicide scars.
i start to cry to the fact that i will have these scars for a life time.
i grab my razor put it up to my wrist.
and i start to cut.
i start to cut them suicide cuts all over again.
i cant stop.
but i guess that this will be me forever.
makeing them ugly suicide scars.
poem by Trish Spencer
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Awake And Aware
Impossible it is,
To turn back the clock.
To stop,
An action that should not have taken place.
Or erase words spoken to disgrace someone,
Who has not been faced...
Before proceeding to enact misdeeds,
Done with a doing.
Impossible it is,
To turn back the clock and freeze time.
With a changing of one's mind,
Realizing and to find steps taken...
Too premature and much too dangerous,
When one is unconscious but makes attempts...
To convince another awake and aware,
Of a misunderstanding.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The clock is clicking
The clock is clicking
It is clicking to show just then
A time span of one second
Has become the past
The clock is clicking
Each click means a step
Towards your progress and growth
Optimistic wisdom says
The clock is clicking
Each click means a nail
Onto your coffin
Philosophical wisdom says
The clock is clicking
Each click means the arrival
Of a child in India
Population expert worries
The clock is clicking
Each click means the committal
Of a crime
Police personnel observes
The clock is clicking
Each click means a travel of 2.5 km
In space of the earth's surface
Astromer estimates
The clock is clicking
Each click means a change
In fortune of an individual
Astrologer announces
The clock is clicking
Each click means the admission
Of a heart patient
Health specialist heaves
The clock is clicking
Each click means the drain
Of my battery
The clock cries within
The clock is clicking
Let the clock be clicking
Let any one have his or her inkling
Let us be lively and kicking
Let nothing stop us becoming a king
The clock is clicking
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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