poems: from January 16th, 2005 Hatred pours out with the slam of a door Tears fall and unheard screams I yell You ready to see the real me? It won't take that long... There isn't much to see! Objects thrown and broken, Like my heart and dreams! Then like everyday... More pain consumes me! Once again I am hurt. Feeling like a Ghost I am seomthing that nobody can see, Something to not care for And just bring you fright and pain Haunting you like pain haunts me Hidden tears Silent screams And unseen dreams So invisible That is just me A haunting ghost! invisible in this world. Tormented and hated Felling the pain Everywhere I am While not a single person gives a damn! Prisoner of pain At school At home In my mind When will I see what I want to find Torn and cut on the inside, Ready to take a knife And show it on teh outside Crimson tears fall while I cry With a thought... When will I die? Done living a lie you all call life, Telling me how to be... Displayed on T.V. Told throughout the family, Gossip around the school. Odd ball off them all, While you all laugh as I fall! Everyone finds my failure flattering... While it is quickly killing me! Slam the door so I can hide While inside painful tears are what I cry Hatedful screams are what I hell Sit out there Keep living your life without a care Slamming of the door is all you hear There is so much more to me you don't know Things you make hard to show Wrist aching... Heart breaking, As I continue this stupid thing. Tears falling... Dreams shattering, As I scream. Demented thoughts As I cry poem from January 15th, 2005 Eyes made of pain, Voice made with hurt, Smile full o flies. Story of your life being told, As a girl cries. Crying the worst tears... Do you even know why? When you are with her, Do you notice... Love filled eyes, Happiness in her voice, Completation of her smile?