Where Is He Now?
Jesus was a jew.
He gave his life up too.
Now we realize through it all,
the lies he told so bold and cruel.
There is no hope or compencence,
from the daily pain that makes no sense.
I curse his name for all his bilge.
When he told us to repent,
he said all would be better,
all pain relent.
He lied again that selfish man.
Screw him and his worthless plan.
The earth now crumbles at his feet,
he does not care it makes me weep.
The pain and lonliness crush me through,
the endless days in maddness too.
Where is he now our golden calf?
He's left us here with no helpful path.
He doesn't care,
he never will.
So here I've come my guts to spill.
Forget him and his treachourous lies.
We'll be better off when his memory dies.
Join me now and take a stand.
We'll hear no more of this wretched man.
poem by Michael McParland
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Pain Is
pain is what i go through everyday
pain is just being me
pain hurts once its in you
pain is painful
pain makes you sufer
pain makes you want to cry
pain makes you want to scream
pain takes control
pain makes others hate you
pain makes you mad
pain makes you want to hide or runaway
pain want let you sleep
pain makes you want to stab yourself
but your love ones stop you
they show how much that they care
and thet they love you
poem by Melissa Dixon
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With Me (song I Wrote)
I’m done with the pain (with the pain)
I’m done with the lies (with the lies)
I’m done with every thing
Baby you’re not meant to be
I hurt me self
Every day
When you left me…
All the heart aches
All the tears
Wasn’t worth you (no my dear)
I’m done with the pain (with the pain)
I’m done with the lies (with the lies)
I’m done with every thing
Baby you’re not meant to be
All the lies
I told my self
To keep me hanging on
Only hurt me more
Killed me inside
I bet you wont care
I’m done with the pain (with the pain)
I’m done with the lies (with the lies)
I’m done with every thing
Baby you’re not meant to be
You kill me
With every word
Every word you speak
Every word I read
That you say and send to me
It kills me
I’m done with the pain (with the pain)
I’m done with the lies (with the lies)
I’m done with every thing
Baby you’re not meant to be (with me)
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Baby you’re not meant to be
You’re not meant to be
Baby you’re not meant to be
With me…
poem by Jade Moore
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The Pain I Can Control
The pain I can control
The pain that makes me whole
The pain that stops and brings some tears
The pain that erases all my fears
The pain that I inflict with this knife
The pain that might be last in my life
The pain that brought me to my knees
The pain that woahed me full of pleas
The pain that made me see the light
The pain that is bringing me home tonight
The pain that is wrong and bitter
The pain that makes me feel fitter
The pain that my friends say is wrong
The pain that makes me feel so strong
The pain that makes my friend sad, and cry
The pain that makes her want to die
The pain thats not just pain to me
The pain that makes everyone see
The pain that thats tearing me apart
The pain thats ripping apart my heart
The pain that I'm addicted to
The pain I can't give up. Not even for you..
Telling Lies
You tell your lies unto your daughters
You told those lies unto their fathers
You tell them lies, in such a disguise
So later in years them you could deny.
You tell your lies unto your friends
You told those lies to all your men
You make up an excuse, just to confuse
So no one knows what you put them through.
You tell your lies unto your teacher
You told your lies unto your preacher
You then shed a tear, so with pity they'd hear
And also when no one else is ever near.
You tell your lies to any caller
You told your lies unto your lawyer
You say any word, though may be absurd
Even though from someone else you heard.
You tell your lies in your prayer
You told those lies to the choir
But you still will be blamed, for all the pain
As sadly you and your lying will remain.
You will tell your lies each and everyday
You will tell those lies when you get old and gray
Sadly you will tell them till, your heart beats still
But then hearing those lies no one else ever will.
You will tell your lies when you meet GOD
You will tell those lies with a pitiful nod
You will beg him again, that you did no sin
But GOD will know where you have been.
You will tell your lies when you meet the Devil
You will tell those lies as as you are at the same level
But at you he will grin, as he knows all your sin
As with you all those times he too has been.
Your daughters will sin and tell their lies
As to anyone that will listen they will also cry
As you taught them not the truth, but only how to use
So also their destiny from lies they did choose.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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Seeing You Dying, Hurts
Ever wonder, just a ponder
what life would be like
if we were told we had little to live
tears and fears, mind blowing
what to do, no time to go
the anger, the pain, the stress
how long to go, no one knows
could be fast, maybe slow and last
forever we want to live
we pray for long life and healthiness
why do we get picked, not our choice
people been there some survive.others don't
thinking where life should go
quit the job, see the world
sit and moan, don't frown
get on your feet live it well
happiness extents life
be free and enjoy those days
number as they are
limited as you go, be with the ones who care
for they will suffer the most
living without you
give them memories to share
do not spare, they do care
pictures and stories last forever
good and bad, tears and laughter will fall
missing you will be so hard
been together for all your life
the world will be so lost
without you there
have to find away to go on
it's not the same, things will change
lives will go on
never let go, you been told
it's so hard to let you go
time so cruel, it's running out
please forgive me if I cry
your a big part of our lives
stay around and have some fun
life is grand and so are you
give it all, don't let time end
love makes time, time makes life
I will smile till the end
cry to myself, show no pain
the hurt so hidden
makes me think
why not me, why you
poem by Michael Peterson
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Bipolar Syndrome
You told me to fly
But you break the wings
Do you want me to fall
So that you can win
You told me to smile
But you raise the fear
Do you want me to lie
To hide all those tears
You told me to let
But you bring back again
Don't you want me forget
Those desperate games
You told me to change
But you keep calling my name
Don't you want me ruin
The peace I finally gain
You told me be strong
But you dropp me sorrow
Do you want me be drown
Never see tomorrow
You told me be brave
But you seem not to care
Do you want me be flare
So you can not stop to stare
You told me be the best
But you never understand
Do you want me restrain
To do what I desire
You told me to dream
But you crush my hope
Do you want me be bound
By your beautiful lies
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Love & Pain as one! !
Were do I begin... I've been hurt outta love &
I think it's funny how love brings so much pain.
The pain of being lied to, the pain of the jealousy
taken over, & the pain of your body shutting down
because your finally given up, only to find out that the
pain's just begun.
You think it's bad now but just wait, it only gets worse.
I start to feel weaker as though my life's being sucked
outta my body. I wanna give up but cant cause I'm in love.
Love is a cruel thing, it makes you do things that you
normally wouldn't.
Yeah love might be cruel but it's also beautiful. Without love
I wouldn't know what pain really was. It's made
me experience a new part of life that I didn't know
exsisted. I'm in love & in pain, but I'm in pain cause
I'm in love. Love & pain is one of the same.
poem by Jade's Pain
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Adultress
Don't worry, I can see them in your eyes,
The little fishes swimming there, the lies
You told this evening to those other guys.....
I've loved you for so long now, so many years
And it comes as no surprise
You've been deceiving me again,
Nor is there any pain,
Nor tears
Like once upon a time.
In fact, I find it oh so amusing,
Your secret little crime
And all the elaborate cunning of your disguise.
Surely, dear heart, you realize
That whatever you've said or done
On any of your escapades,
I just don't care.
It doesn't matter any more.
Is this the way love dies?
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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My First Hurt
I see myself in the past and I dont want to return
From those days those mistakes I have caught to have learned
But why do I still feel the pain
See day by day I tried to get over you
Just to have found out what people had said about you was true
But why do I still feel the pain
Is it because I told you since they day that we met
I wanted you to be the one I wont ever forget
Is that why I'm starting to feel the pain
Or was it cuz I still wanted you for me
But you were married you see
Is that why I'm starting to feel the pain
You took the one thing special I had away
After that is when I felt the most ashamed
Because it is now more than ever that I have felt HURT and PAIN
The pain you gave me that day
The pain you gave me the next
The pain that you had nothing to say
Or just the worst pain that in the end all you wanted was SEX! ! !
poem by Vicky Jaimes
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Goes Around, Comes Around
What goes around, comes around
As I always have been told,
So what you have done unto others,
Unto you, someday the same will unfold.
The evils that you have held
And the lies that you have spoke,
Someday you will be visited by them all
And by those deeds alone, you will choke.
Karma will come and get you
From it you cannot run and or hide
She will follow till your end on Earth
And she’ll mock you the day that you die.
What goes around comes around
Truer words have never been said
Your life will be full of sadness and pain
From the life that you once had led.
To the pain and suffering that you caused
From the evils and lies that you dealt
Believing lies that you told and hold
For you there will be a special place in Hell.
And you might not die alone
You might have your family and or friends
But when your passing has came and gone
No one will think good of you, ever again.
What comes around, goes around
I think deeply on that thought,
Because nothing truly can you hide from man
And from GOD, your always caught.
You might lie only to lie to yourself
But then soon, it comes back to you
And then you see the pain that you caused
Then they’ll will be nothing that you can do.
Suffering will be yours alone forever
Your moaning in pain will be your only sound
And I myself will mock and ignore you
For as they say, what comes around, goes around.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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No Spill Blood
(what is the law? )
(what is the law? )
Animals came from miles around
So tired of walking so close toe the ground
They needed a chance, thats what they said
Life is better walking on two legs
But they were in for a big surprise
cause they didnt know the law!
Chorus
(what is the law)
No spill blood
What is the law
(no spill blood)
(who makes the rules)
Someone else
Who makes the rules
(someone else)
The rules are written in the stone
Break the rules and you get no bones
All you get is ridicule, laughter
And a trip to the house of pain!
Chorus (in reverse order)
We walk on two legs not on four
To walk on four legs breaks the law
What happens when we break the law?
What happens when the rules arent fair?
We all know here we go from there
To the house of pain!
To the house of pain!
(what is the law)
What is the law
(who makes the rules)
Who makes the rules
We walk on two legs not on four
To the house of pain
To the house of pain
To the house of pain
To the house of pain
To the house of pain
(no spill blood)
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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To my baby
To my daughter
Am sorry for falling in love with a worthless boy that wants life carefree and easy.
sorry for believing in his lies that he loved you.
sorry for him hurting you even if you are not old enough to understand now.
sorry that i still care for him.
sorry........sorry...........sorry... ............sorry...........sorry...........
but have one thing clear that i love you and i would do anything to never see you cry you are the only person that makes my life worth smiling even if i get struck by lighting.
you are the one person that makes my sorrows go away and laugh when i need it the most.
you are the only reason am not in the dark crying for him.
am moving on because of you......................................
with you the pain is gone and i forget who made me cry....
i love you with all my heart and soul.
- diana ballesteros
poem by Diana Ballesteros
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Pain(it doesn't exactly rhyme but yea...)
Pain.
For it lies deep within the skin,
Pain,
Fear that it will never end,
Pain,
Love doesn't try to conquer this depression,
Pain,
For cutting is now an addiction,
Pain,
Self infliction put upon the skin, with a tiny blade that gleams as a treasure should,
Pain,
I have not failed to forget my fear of death,
Pain,
Thoughts of suicide now run through my head,
Pain.
poem by Kristin Loves You
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12/09....Pain
Pain...............
It has many forms, some hurt worse than others
Some cause you to bleed, while others make you cry
Some make you want to die, or be dead, while
others just make you want to stay in bed
Pain, its like a bee stinging you in the face
Pain, its like someone sprayin you with mace
Pain, its like having your best friend die
Pain, its like biting into a hot piece of pie
Pain, its like a knife tearing your skin
Pain, its like not having any friends
Pain, its like having your heart ripped in two
Pain, its like not knowing what to do
Pain, is a common thing for me
Pain, it fills my life with sorrow and misery
Pain, it makes me want to cry everyday
Pain, it makes me feel the worst way
Pain, it drives my life and the things I do
Pain..........please leave me alone!
poem by Sacred Garden
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5. In Pain
In pain I wonder why it is
That I should feel this way
In pain I sleep so rarely now
My nights turn into day
In pain I try to think of things
To help me ease this pain
In pain I practice memory games
But there it’s gone again
In pain I cannot reach for things
Do tasks I want to do
In pain I do not bend a lot
And can’t put on my shoe
In pain I look at what I was
Before I had this trouble
In pain I stop reflecting back
It only makes pain double
In pain I see a different world
Than what I had before
In pain I have restrictions
But I’ve learned that less means more
poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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Lies Of Pain
the lies i see
it is the pain i fell
the tears i cry
that form from the pain
the lies of yours they must go
just go away and stop hurting me
the pain it flows
the tears they fall
the lies they stay
for when shall they go
the pain it stays in my heart
the lies always there
the trust abandond
the pain of many
the people gone
the heart shatered
the love left
the harm stays
for it has never left
for i am done
the pain i give up tryn to losse
the tears shall stay
the lies in my heart
the trust away
so i say goodbye
poem by Grace DeVon miller
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You Are The Pain (part 2)
You Are The Pain and
You Are The Joy (part 2)
You are the Pain and the joy,
on the stage of life.
You are the pain, when your are distant
from me and you are the joy in my
memories of you.
You are the pain, when your touch, I
can not feel and you are the joy,
as I hold you near.
You are the pain, when tears you
have caused, and you are the joy, for the
laughter in my life.
You are the pain, when indifference enters
our life and you are the joy, when you
place me before others.
You are the pain, when you busy life, has
little time for me and you are the joy,
when there is just us.
You are the pain, as you seek that which
glitters in life and you are the joy,
as you are immersed, in the makings of God.
You are the pain, when angered and abrupt
and you are the joy when seeking
to make amends.
You are the pain, when anger is your
roadblock to reason and you are the
joy, when you step back and seek
a solution.
You are the pain, in you compulsives and singleness
of purpose, to be successful...and you are
a joy, when you blanket those you
care for, with love.
You are the pain, when impatience leads you down
an uncertain path and you are the joy, as you
carefully plot a pragmatic course.
You are the pain, when you listen...but
do not hear and you the joy, when
patient and understanding.
You are the pain, when other matters,
substitute our love, and you are the joy,
when we are fused together as one.
You the a pain, in our spirited
disagreements, and you are
the joy, as you say, I love you.
The lesson we know well, that in
this life, there is no joy, unless
there is pain.
It All You...
You are the Pain and the joy,
on the stage of life.
You are the pain, when your are distant
from me and you are the joy in my
memories of you.
You are the pain, when your touch I
can not feel and you are the joy,
as I hold you near.
You are the pain, when tears you
have caused and you are the joy, for the
laughter in my life.
You are the pain, when indifference enters
our life and you are the joy, when you
place me before others.
You are the pain, when you busy life, has
little time for me and you are the joy,
when there is just us.
You are the pain, as you seek that which
glitters in life and you are the joy,
as you are immersed, in the makings of God.
You are the pain, when angered and abrupt
and you are the joy when seeking
to make amends.
You are the pain, when anger is your
roadblock to reason and you are the
joy, when you step back and seek
a solution.
You are the pain, in you compulsives and singleness
of purpose, to be successful...and you are
a joy, when you blanket those you
care for, with love.
You are the pain, when impatience leads you down
an uncertain path and you are the joy, as you
carefully plot a pragmatic course.
You are the pain, when you listen...but
do not hear and you the joy, when
patient and understanding.
You are the pain, when other matters,
substitute our love, and you are the joy,
when we are fused together as one.
You the a pain, in our spirited
disagreements, and you are
the joy, as you say, I love you.
The lesson we know well, that in
this life, there is no joy, unless
there is pain.
Love & Pain...Are You
You are the Pain and the joy,
on the stage of life.
You are the pain, when your are distant
from me and you are the joy in my
memories of you.
You are the pain, when your touch I
can not feel and you are the joy,
as I hold you near.
You are the pain, when tears you
have caused and you are the joy, for the
laughter in my life.
You are the pain, when indifference enters
our life and you are the joy, when you
place me before others.
You are the pain, when you busy life, has
little time for me and you are the joy,
when there is just us.
You are the pain, as you seek that which
glitters in life and you are the joy,
as you are immersed, in the makings of God.
You are the pain, when angered and abrupt
and you are the joy when seeking
to make amends.
You are the pain, when anger is your
roadblock to reason and you are the
joy, when you step back and seek
a solution.
You are the pain, in you compulsives and singleness
of purpose, to be successful...and you are
a joy, when you blanket those you
care for, with love.
You are the pain, when impatience leads you down
an uncertain path and you are the joy, as you
carefully plot a pragmatic course.
You are the pain, when you listen...but
do not hear and you the joy, when
patient and understanding.
You are the pain, when other matters,
substitute our love, and you are the joy,
when we are fused together as one.
You the a pain, in our spirited
disagreements, and you are
the joy, as you say, I love you.
The lesson we know well, that in
this life, there is no joy, unless
there is pain.
When You Are Distant From Me...
You are the Pain and the joy,
on the stage of life.
You are the pain, when your are distant
from me and you are the joy in my
memories of you.
You are the pain, when your touch I
can not feel and you are the joy,
as I hold you near.
You are the pain, when tears you
have caused and you are the joy, for the
laughter in my life.
You are the pain, when indifference enters
our life and you are the joy, when you
place me before others.
You are the pain, when you busy life, has
little time for me and you are the joy,
when there is just us.
You are the pain, as you seek that which
glitters in life and you are the joy,
as you are immersed, in the makings of God.
You are the pain, when angered and abrupt
and you are the joy when seeking
to make amends.
You are the pain, when anger is your
roadblock to reason and you are the
joy, when you step back and seek
a solution.
You are the pain, in you compulsives and singleness
of purpose, to be successful...and you are
a joy, when you blanket those you
care for, with love.
You are the pain, when impatience leads you down
an uncertain path and you are the joy, as you
carefully plot a pragmatic course.
You are the pain, when you listen...but
do not hear and you the joy, when
patient and understanding.
You are the pain, when other matters,
substitute our love, and you are the joy,
when we are fused together as one.
You the a pain, in our spirited
disagreements, and you are
the joy, as you say, I love you.
The lesson we know well, that in
this life, there is no joy, unless
there is pain.