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kaze_krazy
08-24-2007, 05:44 PM
Anymore

"I block everything out,
I shut everyone away,
to lock away the pain.

But whatever I do,
It doesn’t matter anymore.

If you really care,
Help me kill the pain and shut it away,
Help me kill myself from the inside out.

Whatever you do,
It doesn’t matter anymore.

But don’t worry . . .
No one ever cares.
No one can see the pain hidden behind these blue eyes.

And whatever anyone does,
Nothing matters anymore."

- Me. ( who else. . . )

Well I wrote it down in about ten seconds around . . . well, five minutes ago, and I wanted to see what anyone thought of it. I honestly think like that. I don't really care though. Oh and yes, I have blue eyes if any people were wondering after reading this.
leo
08-24-2007, 11:12 PM
thats really good
u beat me by a long shot
it took mine a long time to make it
kaze_krazy
08-26-2007, 07:23 PM
Your poem really good leo like I sayed before the background pic is awesome

I was feeling kind of emo when I wrote it. Sounds a little . . . well, stupid, I know. Oh well.
leo
08-26-2007, 09:49 PM
NO IT AINT STUPID
im kinda emo
somewat
not cutting wise
but i understand how u felt (or feel)
trust me
but someone does care
everyone falls but wat matters is how u get back up
ima PM u somethign simple but its kool
well i think it is
kaze_krazy
08-27-2007, 07:19 PM
I still think its stupid so I redid the poem so that it rhyms now, and I changed the words some. But the basic idea still remains.

"Anymore" - A Poem by Me.

I block everything out that once came,
from the depths of my heart I shut it away
to lock away the pain that’s all the same.

Whatever life may be for,
It doesn’t matter anymore.

Looking for help on the lonely road I shout,
To help me kill the pain forevermore,
To help me kill myself from the inside out.

Whatever Heaven may be for,
It doesn’t matter anymore.

My heart wanders forever without rest,
the great hurt I feel under my cold chest
No one can see the pain hidden behind these blue eyes.

Hell itself it seems can’t change my fate now
Nothing matters anymore.
Shall I ever find peace and rest? Oh, but how . . .