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[[im broken]]


once upon a time

there was a girl

who loved

to write poetry.


one day


she grew up


and stopped writing


about smiles


and laughter.


she started writing


about her broken home


and her shattered heart


and the things she missed.


and eventually


put the sweet catastrophic


words


to a simple melody.


..music is poetry.
::_broken_::

sitting here with my headphones on

blink blasting through my head

the screen is blurry

the words are smudged

i wonder what i should have said

 

everything i try to fix

seems even more broken now

all the things I ruined for good

all the words i couldn't have found

 

the lights are dim

no one calls

posters staring back at me

from the barriers that are my walls

 

everything i try to mend

seems to always to be breaking somehow

all the things i really fucked up

all the words that i never would have found

 

my world starts to spin around me

and everything is broken

hearts, walls, and music notes,

the words that were never spoken

 

blink is blasting through my mind

as tears run down my face

i don't know why everything is shattered

i don't know how to change our ways

|C|a|T|a|L|y|S|t|


10>Good Charlotte

9>Simple Plan

8>Sum 41

7>Evanessence

6>Mxpx

5>Mest

4>Nirvana

3>Trapt

2>New Found Glory

1>Something Corporate

::_back_where_i_started_again::

always looking for any advice on my latest songs/poems. here's my current piece:

a quick flick of the eye
to where the ocean meets the sky
trying not to wonder why
life is back where it started again
4 lights glowing on the shore
3 lonesome birds that slowly soar
2 children curiously explore
1 broken heart. It's mine.

A gloomy grey day.
Not knowing what to say,
so I turn around to walk away-
going back where I started again
broken shells poke at my feet
walking along a chilly beach
your eyes never leaving me
but I can't glance over my shoulder

my life seems to have been shattered
my broken heart- bruised and battered
I wonder if I even mattered
cause now we're back where we started again
my hands inside my sweatshirt
arms wrapped around my sides.
temples that ache with hurt
heart that cannot force a sigh.

seagulls flying overhead
your voice calling my name.
tears that run along my cheeks
i know nothing will be the same.
it's times like these I don't want you
but i've never needed you more
it's times like these that I think i'm through
but I know it will never end
because I'm back where I started again.


::_the_story_of_my_life_::

She stumbled, she fell, she skinned her knees and nearly broke her leg in the process of simply living. Then she stood up, and went about the way things used to be. In the end, things weren't the same, and they never would be. But were they necesarily worse? No way. She had a father and a boyfriend and a happy family. She had friends- they were few but plenty. She had grown so much, changed, learned, and she was now stronger. She loved herself and she loved life. She loved everything. Maybe that was all she needed. Love.

::_but_no_one_knows_::

i can't make all the same mistakes you want me to.


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