Black Cloud
i sit and i cry,
just asking god why,
why put me through hurt and pain?
will it ever makes sense?
i'm sick of asking why,
but, it seem to be,
all that i do,
when life get hard,
easy way out feels so right,
but, it not what god wants,
it seem to only be what i want,
only because of what i have to go through,
to take more responsibility then most,
being more mature than some adults,
just because they can't handle their half of the deal,
all i want is for life to be,
everything i want it to be,
but, instead i'm left here,
with a black cloud,
that seem to follow me everywhere.
Copyright © 2009
7-22-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Getting Past The Pain
if you can understand,
you can see,
all of this hurt and pain,
i'm just sick of,
can you see,
i want to be any where but, here?
i'm sick of dealing with life,
just let me go,
let me be selffish,
i really don't care,
i'm sick of feeling this way,
i'm sick of feeling alone,
life not getting better,
just let me have my only choice,
to take away this pain for good,
i've thought of ways,
where i won't return,
just let me be,
i'll see you in another life,
a life that is better than this,
because by the end of each day,
i try my hardest to remain,
but, it just harder to stay,
when all you really want,
is to take this pain away,
that deep inside,
that won't subside,
no matter if i cry,
no matter how hard i try,
i just can't get past this pain.
Copyright © 2009
5-20-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Fighting Through Life
losing patience with life,
can't handle things that are not working,
feeling frustrated every step of the way,
how do you deal?
when stuff not going your way?
i would say life just $uck$,
but that would be too easy,
life is hard,
i'm tiried of fighting through it,
it's a uphill battle,
that i seem to be losing,
don't know why?
maybe because along the way,
i gave up a fight,
i want nothing to do with,
would you agree?
life is never what it seems,
i guess only in dreams,
but fighting for what you want,
is just not that easy,
everybody strive for that peace in life,
when would the hell would i get mine! !
Copyright © 2009
5-13-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Running From Yourself
life feels so great,
when you have that one person,
in your life,
that is not afraid to accept your baggage,
and tell you that it's okay,
to just be who you are,
when all of these years,
i've been running from myself,
running from being that innocent, caring, person,
i just couldn't handle being used again,
used for being myself,
it why i pretend to be somebody i'm not,
a person that can handle everything,
but behind close doors,
it's safe to fall apart and let go,
let go of everything that ever held you back,
so the next day,
you can wake up,
everything will be the way it started,
looking like life is together,
when really you just want to breakdown into pieces,
from all the stones that was thrown that day,
ppl jokes they thought were funny,
but deep down they hurt,
they can't seem to see,
the pain i hold inside,
and try to deal with,
becuz to some,
what happened in the past,
should just stay there and i should move on,
if only it was that easy.
poem by Mona Martinez
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Acceptng Reality
how do you say?
hey i'm suicidial,
i need help?
it not that easy,
and yet it even worse to hold,
a secert so deep,
but, it seems worse letting it out,
is it a cry for help?
but, it so scary to say,
can't accept the conquences
that comes along with,
reaveling all of the hurt and pain,
i know it not a game,
but i'll give anything to feel this way,
if you only knew,
what i go through,
than you would understand,
everything i'm saying,
and why i wanted it this way,
but, day by day,
i see another side of things,
and what it seem to bring,
makes me stop and wonder,
there is more to life than what i am seeing,
i just have to find ways to change,
because one thing i do know is,
i'm sick of suicide seeming like,
the last choice to change life.
Copyright © 2009
5-4-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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My son's daddy
People say i am a weird person
Never think about my self and my mom
My heart feels hurt and broken
Because i can't let him alone
The man who is sick
A father of my lovely son
Maybe he is not a good man
But, i know he try to be a better man
He feels lonely
and, i feel his pain
Even sometimes i can't handle that pain
I have empathy for him
Not only because he is my love of my life
But also he is my son's daddy
My one and only son
Who needs a form of a good daddy
I try to make my son see on his daddy
That he is a good man
Even is not easy for us
But we try to survive
I'll Be Your Angel
lost in a world
where nobody understands me
or what i want out of life
not much hope is left
for me to carry on like this
should i go or should i stay?
these words follow me around.
feels like tug a war
if you ask me
not knowing what you want,
only because what i want,
is to end me life,
but, can't,
only because than
you'll hurt the people you love
in a selfish act
or that what people might say.
it made me happy
it was my choice
a choice you won't agree on
so of course you're mad
i didn't mean to hurt you
all i want is to be happy
is that so much to ask for?
just let me go.
i watch you from above.
i'll be your angel.
forever and always.
Copyright © 2009
3-29-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Smoker
I billowed calmly as a cloud
Upon a course for acid rain,
When in the fog of smoking crowd,
My lungs collapsed in searing pain.
Full of soot and black with tar,
I coughed in vain for chest to clear;
At least my lungs had got this far
Despite my years of toxic air.
But Smokers' Lounge was home to me,
Where fellow addicts puff with joy:
Our pipes in hand, all friends are we,
‘Let's fine cigars now share, my boy! '
‘So gasp away! ' my motto cries,
‘And light another cigarette
Before a further smoker dies,
Which happens often - you can bet! '
Copyright © Mark Raymond Slaughter 2009
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life life life life
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Love - Mad And Mature
Mad love leads to terrorism
Mature love gets to Gandhism
Mad love makes one wicked
Mature love makes life sublime
Mad love kindles body
Mature love ennobles the soul
Mad love binds the spirit
Mature love releases the bond
Mad loves brings pain
Mature love provides pleasure
Mad love breeds acrimony
Mature love brings harmony
Mad love hinders progress
Mature love helps success
Discard mad love, develop mature love
Make life pleasant and world a happy house!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Giving In To The Pain
world not all that it seems,
it's a cruel place,
where things happen,
without an explanation,
i use to think there was a reason,
to why things happen,
now...i don't know what to think,
nothing is making sense,
i want a way out,
but don't know how,
i'm sick of dealing with pain,
it something i can't control,
but, it seem to stick to me like tape,
in some shape or form,
i think of one way out,
just to be free,
from this life i call prison,
nothing seem to change,
life still gets the best of me,
sometimes family can't understand,
to them,
i'm not suffering,
it's all in my head,
to them,
i'm just crazy,
because i'm different in a way,
they just don't understand,
i doubt that they ever will,
i'm doing everything i can,
just to seem fine,
they don't know,
i'm missing everything in my life,
my happiness i had in life,
everything i had going for me,
i would trade life,
just so i won't feel this pain,
i know life has pain,
why this much?
what the point?
i'm hating myself more,
should i just give in?
Copyright © 2009
11-18-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Why Do You Have To Be So Hard To Love
Was it some man that didn't treat you right
Left you reaching out for him in the middle of the night
Is there some heartache that you can't out run
That makes you so afraid to get close to anyone
You're so - easy to look at
You're so easy to hold
It's so easy to touch you - but so hard to let go
It's so easy to want you - that I can't get enough
Tell me why do ya have to be
Why do ya have to be so hard to love
Is it some hurt from long ago
That makes it so hard to let your feelings show
Is it the ghost of who you used to be
That makes you so afraid to bear your soul to me
song performed by by Bryan Adams
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A Gift From God
if i had to say how i feel,
i can't really say,
you were my mother,
a gift from god,
that i couldn't keep,
not a day go by,
that i wish you were by my side,
days are getting harder,
living a life without you is rough,
i would give anything to have you back,
there are times i think how i can be with you,
but, than i miss people here,
things push me to end my life,
but, i hang on,
because along the way,
there have to be something better,
i had dreams of becoming something,
i had your support before you left,
which makes the easy way out,
seem not as easy as i though,
because of you,
i can be the person i was ment to be,
you still believing in me,
like you always have,
now it up to me to believe i can,
it's my life,
without you,
i wouldn't of been this strong,
i got a gift for you,
i love you, and there's always
a place in my heart for you.
Copyright © 2009
3-6-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Sonnet: Adults
Adults are selfish beings of the earth;
Adults don’t forgive/ forget tho’ mature;
Adults are creatures adamant by birth;
Adults are jealous beings, by nature.
Adults have arguing tongues till the end;
Adults misunderstand others with ease;
Adults can neither condescend nor bend;
Adults cannot adjust with/others please.
Adults are sinful in thought, word and deed
Adults are the ones, misguiding the youth;
Adults are beings revengeful indeed;
Adults can speak effortlessly untruth.
Adults advise but remember old fights;
Adults cannot give up their insane rights!
6-1-2001
poem by John Celes
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Love
Love is a passion
Love is a potion
Love is a poison
Love is easy but
Love is leave to hard
Love is hard
Love makes me deep feeling to heart
Love makes me laugh
Love makes me cry
Love makes me stand
Love makes me fall
Love is all of the above
but love is also
but love is understandable
unstable in my soul
So why can't love
why does not love to his 'Honey'
just be easy
to handle...
but sometime not to be
easy to handle the love
poem by Khushi throne
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Death/Pain/Suicide
Death is away of life, the PAIN is always there, suicide feels like a big part of my life I would not wish any of this on any body to feel this way but this is me.stuck with all kinds of pain hurt and suffering and I just looking for a easy way out.so I looking for any way out and if suicide is the only way out then thats life my life not no one elses..I look for a easy way out that is selfish to everyone around meto want to go throw with it but killing my self feel like a faster way out of this p\pain.........
poem by Sarah Downwater
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Welcome To My Life
And no one's there to save you
To be on the edge of breaking down
To feel like you've been pushed around
When you're down
To be kicked
To be left out in the dark
To feel lost
To be hurt
What it's like
You don't know what it's like
You never had to work it was always there
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
But I'm not gonna be ok
You might think I'm happy
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
No one ever lied straight to your face
Welcome to my life
No you don't know what it's like
And no one's there to save you
To be on the edge of breaking down
To feel like you've been pushed around
When you're down
To be kicked
To be left out in the dark
To feel lost
To be hurt
You don't know what it's like to be like me
When nothing feels alright
No you don't know what it's like
While deep inside you're bleeding
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
Are you sick of everyone around?
To be on the edge of breaking down
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Before your life is over
Are you desperate to find something more
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Do you wanna be somebody else?
Welcome to my life
No you don't know what it's like
And no one's there to save you
To feel like you've been pushed around
When you're down
To be kicked
To be left out in the dark
No you don't know what it's like
To be hurt
To feel lost
To feel lost
To be hurt
You don't know what it's like to be like me
When nothing feels alright
No you don't know what it's like
That no one hears you screaming
With the radio on turned up so loud
Do you lock yourself in your room?
Do you ever wanna run away?
And no one understands you
Like somehow you just don't belong
Do you ever feel out of place?
Do you ever feel like breaking down?
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked
When you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life
song performed by by Simple Plan
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Against The Pain
I'm sick and I’m tired
“And tired” always follows sick
I’m sick and tired
Of all the tears and pain
The never-ending list
Of the hurt and the slain
Is there really anything in this war to gain?
No more tears
No more pain
I’m sick and tired of the suffering I hear everyday
Every time I turn on the news
There’s always something bad they have to say
To hear something good, so much money I would pay
Everyday I cry
For this is everyone’s life
The hurt, big or small
We’re still victims of it all
Those who overcome it
They are the candles
Dimly lighting our life’s darkness
To see a genuine smile on one’s face
Makes better that time in space
poem by Chanel Jackson
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Pain!
All the pain
Inside me is to much
I can't help but hurt
It's all the pain
All the pain
Fills me with scars
I can't help but hurt
The pains killing me
All the pain
I'm full of fear
I can't help but hurt
The pain has changed my life
I can't handle that pain!
poem by Stacey Manley
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Sick
I am sick,
Sick of this pain,
Wishing my life will fade away,
Away to the nothingness I have become,
Always in and out of trouble,
Knowing how this hurts my dad,
Knowing that he is in pain,
Watching him cry,
It hurts me,
Watching him suffer,
Makes mee want to say how sorry I am,
I am sorry for all the things I have done to you,
I know my sorry's aren't good enough,
Yet I am willing to make it up to you,
I am sick,
Sick of this life,
Knowing how hard this must be to see my dad in pain,
How I wich I can take it all back.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Don't Worry
my secerts are coming out,
every lie gets bigger and bigger,
afraid of what people might find,
scares me to death,
i want one thing,
but what i want,
is not agreeable,
to die and ease the pain,
would you agree?
life gets hard take the easy way out.
wouldn't you do the same?
call me crazy,
you don't know me,
or what i go through,
it my choice,
to choose what i want,
back off,
i know what i want,
don't stop me,
i just want to go,
set me free,
from this pain and sarrow,
that left in this world,
wouldn't you agree?
i love you all,
but, my choice is almost made up,
just let me go i'll be fine.
Copyright © 2009
3-11-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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I'm sick
I’m sick of always waiting for the breaks I never get,
I’m sick of being left behind and sleeping in my sweat,
I’m sick of making money when the ends are never met,
I’m sick of being sick of life I’m trapped inside a net,
I’m sick of having to be strong when I’m a nervous wreck,
I’m sick of working dead-end jobs that lack any respect,
I’m sick of waiting in a line where I am never next,
I’m sick of knowing that I’ll never truly be the best,
I’m sick of acting normal when I know that I’m a mess,
I’m sick of other people saying that I’m really blessed,
I’m sick of having all this pain I feel inside my chest,
I’m sick of being stressed, I’m feeling so depressed,
I’m reaching for a goal that very few are to obtain,
And no more strength is left in me because of all the pain,
I know that I have said that there is God inside the rain,
But where is God in moments when my bodies feeling drained,
And where is God in moments when a prayer won’t explain,
The fact that I was born a baby lacking half a brain,
The fact my hands and feet are tied together by these chains,
I can’t break free I need some help but all I get is blame,
I’m blamed for the mistakes I’ve made and it is such a shame,
I know that I’m a winner yet I’m losing to life’s game,
I’m losing my religion and all I do is entertain,
The other mindless people I swear this life is so mundane,
I’m always asking why,
I always say I try,
I’m looking to the sky,
Accept the pain and fly.
poem by Nathan Streango
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