Then You Ask Me If I Am Angry
after betrayal
of trust you have the
nerve
to ask if i am
angry
i am not
i am
hurt and that makes
the difference
between you and me
there shall be a chasm
an abyss
but you will never hear
me shouting
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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after betrayal
of trust you have the
nerve
to ask if i am
angry
i am not
i am
hurt and that makes
the difference
between you and me
there shall be a chasm
an abyss
but you will never hear
me shouting
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Abyss of Shame
Into the dark abyss
of emptiness I go
Falling deeper inside myself ~
the greatest shame I know.
Hopelessness engulfs me
in ways I cannot express
Say goodbye to joy and laughter
and hello to emptiness.
Shame has joined me in despair
reminds me 'who's to blame'?
Me, for letting it happen to me
or him for all this pain.
I can't bear the painful thoughts
his touch, his breath, his kiss
With no one to hear my cries for help
I slip into my abyss.
It's there I can escape from him
and the memories that remain
Of the touch, the look, the feel of him
and his gift to me of shame.
But though I run, I cannot hide
the pain is everywhere
I just want to forget all I feel
and sink deeper into despair.
Oh please I beg, make me forget
the memories and the pain
The betrayal of trust and loss of me
into the abyss of shame.
poem by Hannah Randle
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Speeeeeech!
does it make difference you speak in front of many people or alone
does it make difference you speech in historic place or in your toilet
does it make difference you are charismatic leader or unknown beggar from streetside
it makes difference you speak to clash conflict or for better world
it makes difference you speech bonded by past or to move forward
it makes difference you depend by fact or just soap service
does it make difference you read from text or speak fluently
does it make difference you speech in busy market or deserted mountain
does it make difference you write words yourself or scrap it from books and paper
it makes difference everybody exitedly listens or sleeps peacefully on their seats
it makes difference you have freedom to speak or prisoned by intimidation
it makes difference it gives effect or just a long boring speech
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Shouting...
i cannot sleep for this constant shouting...
the shouting of trees, the shouting of alleyways,
the shouting of rats crawling through trash.
the shouting of needles and Family Bibles,
the shouting of flags folded and given.
the shouting of machines, abandoned and morose,
the shouting of fields gone barren.
the shouting of poverty ripping color from being,
the shouting of hunger in faces silent.
the shouting of guns loaded and unloaded,
the shouting of clinics, filled without names.
the shouting of prayers wriiten in pavement,
the shouting of rivers filled with sewage.
the shouting of birth, and the shouting of death...
the shouting of love, distant and forgotten.
the shouting of god, in doubt's innumerable forms.
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Im Your Angel
No mountains too high, for you to climb
All you have to do is have some climbing faith, oh yeah
No rivers too wide, for you to make it across
All you have to do is believe it when you pray
And then you will see, the morning will come
And everyday will be bright as the sun
All of your fears cast them on me
I just want you to see...
Ill be your cloud up in the sky
Ill be your shoulder when you cry
Ill hear your voices when you call me
I am your angel
And when all hope is gone, Im here
No matter how far you are, Im near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your angel
Im your angel
I saw the teardrops, and I heard you cry
All you need is time, seek me and you shall find
You have everything and youre still lonely
It doesnt have to be this way, let me show you a better day
And then you will see, the morning will come
And all of your days will be bright as the sun
So all of your fears, just cast them on me
How can I make you see...
Ill be your cloud up in the sky
Ill be your shoulder when you cry
Ill hear your voices when you call me
I am your angel
And when all hope is gone, Im here
No matter how far you are, Im near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your angel
Im your angel
And when its time to face the storm
Ill be right by your side
Grace will keep up safe and warm
And I know we will survive
And when it seems as if your end is drawing near
Dont you dare give up the fight
Just put your trust beyond the sky...
Ill be your cloud up in the sky
Ill be your shoulder when you cry
Ill hear your voices when you call me
I am your angel
And when all hope is gone, Im here
No matter how far you are, Im near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your angel
Im your angel
Ill be your cloud up in the sky
Ill be your shoulder when you cry
Ill hear your voices when you call me
I am your angel
And when all hope is gone, Im here
No matter how far you are, Im near
It makes no difference who you are
I am your angel
Im your angel
song performed by by Celine Dion
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Angry
What the hell gives the right to tell me what to do with my life?
Especially when you made a mess of every chance you had to success.
Look at you... just look at you.
I said Im angry just looking at you.
Im sick and tired of sitting back listening to all of your clap-trap
If you could get me to take the rap I guarantee
Youd leave me with a backslap.
Push me to the left, push me to the right try to take me out of the way
Ven if you kick me off the edge of the world,
Youre still going to hear me say...
When the hell gives you the right to tell me what to do with my life?
Especially when you made a mess of every chance you have to success.
Look at you. oh look at you.
I said Im angry just looking at you.
Shouting down again mahama. shouting down again.
Shouting down agaun mahama. shouting down again.
I cant begin to tell you all the reasons why youre making me crazy.
Ive got so many answers like youre stupid, like youre crooked, like youre lazy.
Hit me with your left, hit me with your right.
Hit me from the top to the toe.
Even when you chew me up and spit me out,
Im still going to want to know.
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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What's The Difference
I still feel pain
I still cry
Twenty -four hours
Make a day
What's the difference?
The nights so quiet
I still hear my heart beat
And when I hurt
I still bleed
What's the difference?
Six years I was sober
And the grass is still green
But now I smoke weed
Will it make me normal?
I can't tell
What's the difference?
There will be those
Who don't see it my way
And those who are prisoners
Of themselves
I can't tell
Are they normal, if not
What's the difference
I'm leaving soon
As scared as I came
And given some time
I'll have problems again
But this time around
I know
What the difference is
poem by Matt Mondschein
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Early Works - Conscience
I hear the angry crowd
as in my chair I shroud
I can hear their accusations
about my supposed bad intentions.
They all know this hurt
I feel in my heart.
No one is perfect
I know I am not
I don’t try to hide my sin
for I feel the guilt within.
Some show smiles outside
and let tears fall within
for no one is perfect
we all have a conscience.
I hear their angry words
that drive inward like swords,
I hear their hate
in statements they give,
but I always say
live and live
for they know the hurt
I feel in my heart.
No one is perfect
we all have a conscience.
Date unknown
poem by David Harris
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When Youve Got What It Takes
When youve got what it takes
Youve got nothing to hide
Youve got miles of feelings
And acres of pride
Youve got it
Youve really got it
When you know who you are
Then you live what you feel
You give what you can
And its good when youve really got it
And when youve got it
(*) let it out
Let it show
Letem know
Inside youve got it
Let it shine like a fine tomorrow
For when you do
The feeling comes back to you
What a difference it makes
When youve got what it takes
What a difference it makes
When youve got it
When youre sure of your heart
Then you give it away
And love is a promise
You keep every day
You know it
And when you know it
You begin to believe
Youll do more than survive
That the best part of being is being alive
You feel it
And when you feel it
Repeat (*)
When a difference it makes
When youve got what it takes
What a difference it makes
When youve got it
When a difference it makes
When youve got what it takes
What a difference it makes
When youve got it everyday
song performed by by Carpenters
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Mixed Feelings
The tears I've shed
run down my face,
the fire in my eyes
the betrayal in my heart
and endless footage running in my head.
I cant believe what happened
Who are you?
I dont want to know this person you've become
my heart aches
my eyes are sore,
and I am sick
I'm sick of the same feeling
I'm sick of my heart suffering
I'm sick of people like you
And I'm sick of being the one hurt.
How old are we?
It's about time to grow up
I'm not going to stay quiet anymore
I'm going to show you the real me
and the real me is angry
Angry at the past
Angry at the present
Angry at the future
Most of all angry at you
for making me feel this way
for making me shed my tears
for having my heart betrayed
And for making me regret things in my life
the decisions I've made
the feelings I've felt
and making me hate you today.
poem by Chantel Braatz
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A Dagger Called Betrayal
Without warning you stabbed me,
with a dagger called betrayal.
You displayed no signs of emotion
then vanished into the rain and hail.
I was abandoned on an island of sorrow,
lost in a confusion of memories,
that swirled like dust in an hurricane,
which kept replaying your perfidy.
I died several times of heartbreak,
became withered like a cast off leaf.
The memories I couldn't escape from,
and time didn't bring relief.
Years later I saw a reflection in a puddle,
it was you as you once were,
but then a voice softly whispered my name,
as if it seemed to care.
Betrayal had done you no favours,
you were burdened by the passage of time.
Your body was bent and decrepit,
and life's map showed every line.
I was angry with myself for wasting my life,
for not moving on to pastures new.
My book of life was filled with hurt and pain,
based on the betrayal of which I knew.
poem by Tex T Sarnie
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To Hard To Trust Some1 U Love
Why is it so hard to trust some one you love?
Is it the fear of being hurt again?
You been hurt so many times
Just when you think they are trustworthy
they go right around and lie at your face
You feel hurt and confused
You start to think love is not to be trusted
Your heart has implanted the idea that love is not to be trusted no mater how real it seem
Now your heart became used to not trusting
Even if you want to trust them you just cant
You don't want be made a fool again
When you hear the words 'please baby trust me'
You start to think do they want me to trust them so that I wont have no clue what they doing behind my back?
So you don't take no chances and you keep track of every thing they say to see if the story changes
The very fear of being hurt again hunts you in your dreams
It becomes the shadows that stalk you everywhere you go
Now trust had become you enemy
You start to think that honesty between love ones is just a lie
One after the other
Every time you want to trust someone you love
A voice in your head start to tell you not to trust no one
The closer you get to trust them the louder that voice get
It screams in your
You just want that sound to leave so you do what it said
You trust no one except that voice
Your forced to think everyone is untrustworthy
You wished you had someone you could trust but it has become harder and harder for you
Now trust in someone you love has become merely just a long gone memory
Just a mystery you don't want to waist you time in solving
Now love has become harder and harder for you
All the times you been hurt has become your nightmares that only comes out when your in love
It waits, lies dormant until love comes your way
When it does, all you fears of getting hurt again just floods in your head
None stop
You just want to break down and cry because any little thing could lead the way to a broken heart………………………………..............................
poem by Stephen Merced
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A Dagger Called Betrayal
Without warning you stabbed me,
with a dagger called betrayal.
You displayed no signs of emotion
then vanished into the rain and hail.
I was abandoned on an island of sorrow,
lost in a confusion of memories,
that swirled like dust in an hurricane,
which kept replaying your perfidy.
I died several times of heartbreak,
became withered like a cast off leaf.
The memories I couldn't escape from,
and time didn't bring relief.
Years later I saw a reflection in a puddle,
it was you as you once were,
but then a voice softly whispered my name,
as if it seemed to care.
Betrayal had done you no favours,
you were burdened by the passage of time.
Your body was bent and decrepit,
and life's map showed every line.
I was angry with myself for wasting my life,
for not moving on to pastures new.
My book of life was filled with hurt and pain,
based on the betrayal of which I knew.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Will you trust me?
There will be times when I would allow trials to come your way
Will you trust me knowing it’s for your good and not for dismay?
And when I let pain remain a little longer
Will you trust me or would you allow your faith to weaver?
If I didn’t deliver you on the time you had in mind
Will you trust me or will you begin to believe that I’m unkind?
Considering if I let you go hungry
Will you trust me or think that I am angry
What if you get lost and don’t hear me answer when you call
Will you trust me or would be too distracted to seek me at all
Suppose I allowed you to get deep in sin
Will you trust me or will you be too upset to let the revival begin
I love you and have died to ensure your delivery
So never doubt my methods but always trust me
poem by Astell Collins
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CXXXVIII: Anger
Why it makes you angry?
Because you care
Because it disturbs your peaceful life
Because it insults you
Because it is true
Because you are not prepared
Who could make you angry?
It is someone you hold dear in your heart
It is someone you could not bend to your will
It is someone who doesn't understand about you
It is someone who has a power in you
It is everyone in the world
How do you do in your anger?
Do you unleash harsh words without thinking clear?
Do you kick and slam everything near you?
Do you keep it hidden?
Do you manage to push harder?
Do you plan for something malicious to show them who you are?
What left in you after the anger?
Will you regret it?
Will you feel relieved?
Will it still scratch to be set free?
Will you be able to look from the other side?
Will it always be remembered?
And which affect you the most in anger?
The hurt when the trust is broken
The shame when you can't control the anger
The depression when you think you don't even have a right to be angry
The weakness when everything seems turn wrong
The loneliness when you don't actually know the reason
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Trust Defined
TRUST
Every time I hear this word my stomach aches. My head thumps.
A word that seems to carry so much strength and emotion.
'You can always trust me'.
Rather than hear those words, I prefer to dive face first into a syringe filled ocean
TRUST
Makes everyone second guess themselves and the actions of others.
I know I have made some mistakes.
Ruined our friendship.
Told horrid lies on you.
Stepped on you over and over just to play the martyr.
TRUST me please
translation: Wait til you see what's next.
TRUST
Weakens the strongest of the strong
TRUST
Strengthens the weakest of the weak
TRUST
Or lack there of.
Stimulated
Wars.
Deaths
Homicides
Suicides
Fears
Adultery
A need to rub on the 'Jesus Deodorant' more than once weekly
TRUST
Not a word to take lightly.
TRUST
Makes and breaks
Friendships
Marriages
Families
Any type of relationship and communication between others.
TRUST
Is never to be taken for granted
TRUST
When asked to do so will make our judgment slanted.
TRUST
The strongest four letter word every spoken.
So necessary though.
Society wrapped it all up in a five letter bow
poem by Neo Riddick
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Betrayal Is Betrayal
To say one cares for another,
To conveniently use to make excuses...
With a hiding behind to abuse one's trust,
Will eventually find its way out in the open.
And there are just too many people like that,
To have one believe that their approach...
To throwing someone 'cared for' under the bus,
Has a different touch.
Betrayal is betrayal.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. The little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative.
quote by W. Clement Stone
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There is little difference in people, but that little difference makes a big difference. That little difference is attitude. The big difference is whether it is positive or negative.
quote by Robert Collier
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Trust Trust
Trust trust many have found
Trust trust no where around
Trust trust is what many say
Trust trust here i lay
Trust trust in my ear
Trust trust i cant find you my dear
Trust trust is hard to find
Trust trust are you apart of mankind
Trust trust im calling to you
Trust trust please give me a clue
Trust trust i need my love
Trust trust she came from up above
Trust trust what do i do
Trust trust do i believe my boo
Trust trust am i right
Trust trust please show me the light
Trust trust your driving me crazy
Trust trust your just to hazy
Trust trust i will find you
Trust trust i will never find anew
Trust trust help me out
Trust trust cause with this love i dont want to wipeout
Trust trust sarah's is my heart
Trust trust she's a beauty of art
poem by Cody Fortner
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