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Smile Empty Hearted
Poetry
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I Just Started This Site. Writing Is Very Important To Me. Poetry Is Definatly My Favorite Form Of Writing. I Won't Say My Age To Escape Judgement. This Poetry Is Like A Diary To Me. So, Please Don't Mind The Emotional Up's And Down's. Appologies If It Gets A Little "WACK". My Name Is Ashley Katlyn. I Hope You Enjoy And Check Up On My Site Every Now And Again.
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Sep 27 2008 09:01 am
My Teacher Plays The Guitar,
But Even Better She Has A Jar.
And On That Jar On Her Table,
Is A Very Little Label.
It Reads; Jelly Beans,
Filled With; Reds. Yellows. And Greens.
Everyday I Stare At It,
I Want One, More Than Just A Little Bit.
Today I Want Them Even More,
The Wait For Jelly Beans Is Making Me Sore.
But Teacher Says I Can Only Have One,
When All My Homework Is Done.
But You See Where The Problem Is,
I Fail Almost Every Quiz.
I'm Not That Bright,
And I'm Never Right.
Jelly Beans, Wont Be Mine, Never.
Cause I Lack Being Clever.
Mom Wants Me To Get a Tutor,
And She Searched For One On The Computer.
But No One Wanted Me,
They Said "Smart I Could Never Be"
They Gave Up, Before They Began.
But Oh Man.
The Other Day, You Won't Believe,
I No Longer Have To Grieve.
Teacher Said She Would Help,
I'm So Happy I Could Yelp.
This Morning I Did My Test,
And I Tried My Best.
And Guess What I Got, My Score,
100% Not One Not Two, Not Three, But FOUR
Jelly Beans Landed In My Hand
Just As I Had Planned.
I'M SO HAPPY, THIS IS SO GREAT!
BUT NEXT TIME . . .
I BETTER GET 8!
:D
But Even Better She Has A Jar.
And On That Jar On Her Table,
Is A Very Little Label.
It Reads; Jelly Beans,
Filled With; Reds. Yellows. And Greens.
Everyday I Stare At It,
I Want One, More Than Just A Little Bit.
Today I Want Them Even More,
The Wait For Jelly Beans Is Making Me Sore.
But Teacher Says I Can Only Have One,
When All My Homework Is Done.
But You See Where The Problem Is,
I Fail Almost Every Quiz.
I'm Not That Bright,
And I'm Never Right.
Jelly Beans, Wont Be Mine, Never.
Cause I Lack Being Clever.
Mom Wants Me To Get a Tutor,
And She Searched For One On The Computer.
But No One Wanted Me,
They Said "Smart I Could Never Be"
They Gave Up, Before They Began.
But Oh Man.
The Other Day, You Won't Believe,
I No Longer Have To Grieve.
Teacher Said She Would Help,
I'm So Happy I Could Yelp.
This Morning I Did My Test,
And I Tried My Best.
And Guess What I Got, My Score,
100% Not One Not Two, Not Three, But FOUR
Jelly Beans Landed In My Hand
Just As I Had Planned.
I'M SO HAPPY, THIS IS SO GREAT!
BUT NEXT TIME . . .
I BETTER GET 8!
:D
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Sep 27 2008 07:56 am
Our lips brush, as he whispers goodnight.
My heart leaps out, as his warm arms wrap around me,
As the night sky falls and the lighten moon shines bright.
My pulse races at;
The way he smiles, the ones where his perfect teeth glisten.
The way he shows off his hard muscles.
And the way that he flicks the hair out of his face.
And my eyes flicker;
When I see him laughing.
When I see him fooling around.
When I see him
My breathing altors;
Everytime his gorgeous eyes bash at me.
Everytime he reaches over to hold my hand.
Everytime his lips hit mine.
And my mind goes crazy evertime my eyes catch his.
And I'd do anything for him,
No matter what the cause was.
I love him.
Xo'
My heart leaps out, as his warm arms wrap around me,
As the night sky falls and the lighten moon shines bright.
My pulse races at;
The way he smiles, the ones where his perfect teeth glisten.
The way he shows off his hard muscles.
And the way that he flicks the hair out of his face.
And my eyes flicker;
When I see him laughing.
When I see him fooling around.
When I see him
My breathing altors;
Everytime his gorgeous eyes bash at me.
Everytime he reaches over to hold my hand.
Everytime his lips hit mine.
And my mind goes crazy evertime my eyes catch his.
And I'd do anything for him,
No matter what the cause was.
I love him.
Xo'
Sep 26 2008 10:21 am
Adrenilne rush as I reach for the blade,
You can't do anything to persuade.
Its sharp and has a sting,
The blood; drips, falls, and flings.
My heart races, really fast
I look at the shadow I cast.
Than spit in discust,
I look at the blade, its red rust.
I can see the indents on my wrists,
You can see the whites of my nuckles on my fist.
Clentching from the pain,
The shower water is almost realistic as rain.
My muscles relax,
But my brain attacks.
My heart races almost as face as my brain
I can't explain how it feels, like a crash way train.
It finaly starts to slow,
The pain starts to actually show.
They glint like silver in the night,
To anyone else, its just a horrid sight.
Not to me, it's my release,
My great pulse throatling increase.
My wrists, full of scars.
scars, and scares, and scares.
Cut&Relax.
You can't do anything to persuade.
Its sharp and has a sting,
The blood; drips, falls, and flings.
My heart races, really fast
I look at the shadow I cast.
Than spit in discust,
I look at the blade, its red rust.
I can see the indents on my wrists,
You can see the whites of my nuckles on my fist.
Clentching from the pain,
The shower water is almost realistic as rain.
My muscles relax,
But my brain attacks.
My heart races almost as face as my brain
I can't explain how it feels, like a crash way train.
It finaly starts to slow,
The pain starts to actually show.
They glint like silver in the night,
To anyone else, its just a horrid sight.
Not to me, it's my release,
My great pulse throatling increase.
My wrists, full of scars.
scars, and scares, and scares.
Cut&Relax.
Sep 26 2008 10:10 am
Hear the sound,
The angels are screaming!
Calm down your voice,
They've heard you've been bleeding.
And they know that,
Your heart is ripped and torn.
Everyone in the sky,
Hears your restless movements.
And they can see,
All of your crashing actions.
But you never think,
that people watch you.
At least,
No one can tell.
By the things you do.
You let your heart bleed,
Til the blood covers your wrists.
And you do things,
with people you shouldn't.
Depression, over joyce.
Joyce and over depression.
The things you have been through.
The angels seen it all.
Every
Single
Little
Thing.
And they still just sit there,
On their comfortable clouds.
And don't do a thing,
Not
One
Little
Thing.
To even slightly help us.
Why would they?
Why would they even give a hint?
Why don't they go watch something else,
On their comfortable pillow like clouds.
Angels that help us,
That would be nice.
Too bad there isn'tsuch a thing,
Better stop your nightmare.
This nightmare,
Crying for help.
'Cause they can see it.
The angels are screaming!
Calm down your voice,
They've heard you've been bleeding.
And they know that,
Your heart is ripped and torn.
Everyone in the sky,
Hears your restless movements.
And they can see,
All of your crashing actions.
But you never think,
that people watch you.
At least,
No one can tell.
By the things you do.
You let your heart bleed,
Til the blood covers your wrists.
And you do things,
with people you shouldn't.
Depression, over joyce.
Joyce and over depression.
The things you have been through.
The angels seen it all.
Every
Single
Little
Thing.
And they still just sit there,
On their comfortable clouds.
And don't do a thing,
Not
One
Little
Thing.
To even slightly help us.
Why would they?
Why would they even give a hint?
Why don't they go watch something else,
On their comfortable pillow like clouds.
Angels that help us,
That would be nice.
Too bad there isn'tsuch a thing,
Better stop your nightmare.
This nightmare,
Crying for help.
'Cause they can see it.
