Hello everyone, After getting a mod to oversee this poem, he said that it should be safe to post, after changing a few things on it before I posted it up. So, after weighing the options of posting this poem, I have decided to allow you all to few what the last few months have sort have been like for me.
Bossman - If you feel that this isn't RDI safe I didn't mean any harm in posting it up, but will take it down if you say it's not good for the younger readers/gamers we have on the site.
Enjoy! - SilentOne
Emotional Overload, Twice diced
You've heard it before, you'll hear it
again, I don't care what you've said
I dont' care what you think..
To assume of me, the worst of things,
to think i'd play with someone's heartstrings,
you've been sadly mistaken, you've been
through the grind, been called out, it's your
time to shine.
You've heard me say this same s***
over and over again, you've heard me
say i've never cheated, hating or even
screamed, yet still you ask the same
Dish it out, i'll take and hand it back
i'm tired of this, I'm sick of it..
Ive been called everything under the sun,
that you can imagine, i've had it slammed
into me. You want to be my friend? I'm done,
i've had it, you're nothing, you're done..
I'm done with you, i'm finish, it's the end of
the line for you, this friendship has got to go
to talk about me, that's okay, but once you bring
the one person who matters most, call him names
you bet your pretty ass i'll get up in your face..
Trust works two ways, you dirty skank.. You think
I can't see the gleam in your eyes.. the words that
you're unwilling to say? I'm not stupid.. but obviously
you think I am, guess what? I'm finish, you're done
get out of my face..
Emotional overload, twice diced, watch me now
as i'm the one to walk away.
Posted on 2011-02-14 at 02:19:41.
Edited on 2011-02-14 at 02:20:11 by SilentOne
Hello Innmates! This month has been really hard for me, with moving across the country and leaving the only family that I have constant contact with, with birthdays, mother's day.. It's been hard to adjust and early this morning, all of these emotions weighed down and this is what transpired from all of those bottled up emotions. It is not to make anyone feel guilty, that's not it's purpose. If it does however, make someone that I have had close conversations with feel guilty about something within our friendship - please let me know and I shall take it down promptly. Again, causing people stress, offensive feelings etc is not the intentions of my poetry. It is a mere way for me to shed the emotions I cannot openly express easily in the reality that is life.
Tears of the Forgotten
Can you see them.. the tears of
Pain streaming down from my
Can you hear it.. the small
Sorrow filled sobs that pass
Between my lips?
Can you feel it.. swirling around
In a vast whirlwind of raw untamed
Can you see .. her shoulders shakes
As the pain rakes through her body,
Unending and unstopping?
Do you know.. what the silence
Makes her feel… the pain of loosing
Everything she cares about?
Sitting in silence, heart in pieces on
The floor beneath her feet, the words
Whispered in a saddened voice.
Speaking of her pain, it seems to make
The sorrow filled gap in her chest more
Painful than ever.
Alone she feels, sitting in the darkened
Room, no one to listen, no one there,
No one to care about the feelings of a
Lone woman searching for one friend to
Hold her as she slowly breaks apart.
A mask long held intact now cracking and
Falling to pieces on her lap. So carefully crafted
This mask of hers was, to easily break apart,
She never would have thought it could happen..
Emotions bubbling forth, unable to hold back
The cry of anger and solace.. unable to stop the
Cries of pain and sorrow from escaping her lips,
Out through clenched teeth she curses her pain.
She wants to be strong, not this weak crying mass
Of flesh and bones. Feeling worthless as a friend,
She feels she has no hold on this place
Any longer. No one to turn to in her
Time of need.
No one there to brush away the tears,
To tell her things will turn out alright at
The end. No one to hold her through nights
Of doubts and terrors during the night.
Alone she is, sitting in the solace of
Darkness, picking up the pieces of
Herself off the floor.
A mask that was strong, now in
Can you see them… the tears of
Anguish falling freely down her
Can you feel it… the pain and
Sorrow from deep within her
Can you hear it… the silence of
Pain deep within her chest?
Can you see it.. the broken state
A once strong woman now lay?
Sitting alone in a room full of
People, she knows not who to
Turn to.. Knows no one who
Would willingly allow her to
Can you see them... the tears
Of the forgotten and left
Posted on 2012-05-21 at 11:36:46.
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Always love reading your stuff, SO. Thanks for sharing.
Hello Innmates! I bring to you a freshly typed poem. I'm not sure what to classify this particular poem under. However, you can thank our own Chessicfayth for the inspiration that went into this poem. It shouldn't offend anyone, but by the off chance that it does please let me know and I'll promptly take it down. - SilentOne
Whispers in my Ear
I hear it, faintly, almost silently,
Pleading with me, to stop feeling
.. the guilt of so many I couldn't
Save. I can hear it, a whispering
Wind, a silent breeze, a pleading
Sob… for me to feel.
.. the emotions bottled up deep.
Tears stream down from my eyes,
A whispered kiss, upon my cheek..
.. Can’t I just get one more hug? A
Small smile instead? Why can’t I
I can feel it, a gentle embrace, a
I hear them, whispers in the air,
A whispered wish, of breaking the
Torrent of emotions, and just be free
.. Whispered voices in my mind, a shining
Star guiding my way… A single tear, a glancing
Eye, a protecting embrace..
Whispers in my ear, of happier times, still
Yet to come.
Greetings Innmates.. This poem is on the sadder side of things. I ask all of you who read it that if it offends you or strikes at you in a certain way to let me know and I will take it down.
A little extra information about this poem:
On August 30, 2004 my grandmother passed away. Please, If you have any negative feedback, I beg of you.. keep it to yourself - My grandmother is a loved memory and she doesn't need to have hateful words wrote about her.RIP Nanny. You are forever missed A Misplaced Memory
I can still feel you, embracing
Me safely.. I can still see you,
Sitting there beside me..
I can still remember, the smile
On your lips. I can still remember
The happy times..
Can you see us? Watching from
Way up there? Can you still help
Us, when we’ve wavered too far?
Will there be a time, when you can
Return to us? Where the pain isn’t
So.. unbearable to stand?
Why is it that it hurts.. to breathe
In deep? When all I want to do is
Cry myself to a blissful sleep?
Why aren’t you here, to tell me
That it’ll be alright.. that it’s okay
Why did you leave, when it was
Clear we needed you then.. Why
Aren’t you here, when we need
I can still hear, the soft tones
Of your voice.. I can still hear
You singing in the wind.
So why can’t you reach out
And come back to us now?
I can still hear the words
You spoke, the promises
I made to you..
.. but it’s so hard to keep
Them.. It hurts so bad..
So why won’t you return
To take this pain off my
I forgot for a moment,
The things I once remembered
So vividly in my mind’s eye..
I forgot for just a passing
Time, the sound of your
I momentarily misplaced
A memory or two of you,
Singing and laughing at
The games we would play
I forgot for a second, the
Things we’ve created,
The memories we
The remembrance of
Your tender gaze..
I forgot the feel of
Your gentle embraces,
Of your soothing tones.
Misplacement of memories,
Of the times you walked with
I can still hear you, as you
Tell me it’s okay, to want a
For a second.. only for a
.. I had forgotten you
Posted on 2012-09-01 at 09:06:16.
Edited on 2012-09-01 at 09:12:32 by SilentOne