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HER
Contributed by
frozensuicide
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Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 05:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Just because she’s happy,
Doesn’t mean its true.
Just because she laughs,
Doesn’t mean she’s not blue.
Torn all apart,
So alone deep down inside.
Falling apart day by day,
Anymore she doesn’t want to hide.
Sad upon the days,
Sad upon the nights.
Flicking against the pain,
The pain of the human neglecting lights.
Everyone doesn’t love her it seems,
She’s no longer alive.
They wouldn’t care if she left,
If she took one last dive…
It was her own that her personality was taken,
It was her downfall to be different.
She was no longer the only one unique.
It was her sister that made her imperfect.
Sometimes she just wants to fall asleep.
Never to be awoken again.
No one will miss her,
They have her sister they saw first within.
Tears shed from her light blue eyes,
No one even knows her pain.
She seems just to hide it through her mask.
Her happiness washed down the drain.
No one can tell cause she’s happy.
No one can tell she has a problem,
She can’t even tell,
She doesn’t know how to solve them.
Not one of those suicidal idiots,
Just one of those kids.
No one loves them.
No one cares for his or her bids.
She doesn’t live,
No longer is she the same.
She doesn’t have life.
No longer is she the one to blame,
She took everything from her.
Her sister took her place.
Her sister is now her,
Even took that amusing face.
Nothing’s wrong with her.
She hides it all.
She doesn’t tell anyone.
But she figures she might just fall.
Fall off that edge,
To a place down below.
Screams not heard,
To her death where she figures it was so.
Place only dreams are reality,
Fall to an abyss where no one could here her cry,
A place where her sister isn’t noticed.
Fall to a place where she will be noticed if she would die.
Falling darker into that space,
It feels so cold…
Wondering if anyone wonders…
That she has no breath to hold.
She doesn’t know where to run too,
She doesn’t know whom to see.
Everyone loves her sister,
To busy just to see.
She tries to the attention,
She shed’s her smiles incase they look.
But ends up giving up
Sitting down reading a book.
She wants to take back her life,
She wants to be able to decide.
Something she just wants to be,
Something she can no longer abide.
Stop reprimanding her and her ways,
And allow her to see
Stop forgetting about her,
That you care for her, deeply.
Her smiles are fading.
Her laughter is dying.
She’s always unwinding,
Always crying.
But you can never see the true her.
You’re too blind.
She hides from everyone,
She keeps it all in her mind.
Ignoring her cries
Softened eyes.
She bids her goodbyes,
And goes and hides.
Creatures of her greed,
Settled in the black of her heart.
Makes her want to fade away,
And tears her life apart.
She doesn’t want to be alone,
She doesn’t want to be like this.
Lost in control,
She wants to stop the guess.
She’ll never be her own,
She’ll never be one.
She’ll be forgotten,
And no longer fun.
They will turn to her sister.
She’ll be alone from then,
People will forget her,
You’ll never see her again.
She’ll be done with thinking.
She is done with crying.
She’ll be done with smiling,
She’ll be done with hoping,
She doesn’t want to end like them,
Doesn’t want to be the one that’s mad.
She doesn’t want to care anymore,
That’s making her so much sad.
Trapped in her indigenous mind,
Victimized in her defeat.
Prestigiously sinuous to perceive the truth,
Suffocating her in her deceit.
Becoming everything incipient,
A paradigm of nothing intriguing.
Simultaneously she crumbles,
Defile of her liking.
Allegation of her pinging,
Relishing the rectified
It could never be complete,
Her life was always and will be the defied.
Reliving the truth,
She mumbles the pain.
All loving her sister,
It gives her a strain.
Even with her parents its true.
Her parents like her sister more,
Her friends seem to like her sister,
Because she must just be a bore.
An extortion of revenge,
Most unnatural to her dislike.
Mourning the pain in her soul,
The annoyance and sadness alike,
She just doesn’t want to end up alone.
She just doesn’t want to be like this,
She wants this to be the end.
She just doesn’t want to be jealous.
So this is her good-bye,
She just isn’t needed.
Don’t worry about this at all,
Your no emotions are no longer headed.
She does not care,
It doesn’t matter.
She will keep her eyes open,
And her sadness will fade away within a blur.
Insanic diplomacies,
She is strong within that region.
A light fading like a star,
No spirit to turn too: heathen.
Only her friends shall she return,
To the ground she wishes they were there.
Some are bound to fall to her sister,
She wishes only life were all she needed to bear.
Be the truth is far from her reality,
A lie, something she lives.
Conducted of on your own neglect,
A friendship of hope to something she bids.
Wish all she needed, so cold outside.
And all the pain is washed to the back of her mind.
Morning breaks the dawn of glows,
Where her sadness and pain: they hide.
Insecure with concentrating bitter,
Throbbing heart beats of warning.
Devastation of no harmony.
Frequently blinding her visions of trusting.
Will it ever be the same?
Will her life ever be sane?
Will she have her friends to regain?
Will it all disappear with fame?
A rhapsody of pain and torment.
An existence of persistence and chance.
Walking on glass to seek the falcate life of sad and happy.
Maybe to press the truth where her smile shall glisten and prance.
Die another day staring at the four walls.
Fade away on her own.
Human rationality of personality,
Her sister made her become alone.
Self indulgence of freedom.
Embattled of hallucinations.
Hidden in the shadow of youth,
Life with contemplations.
Rebuked with harmony,
She is no longer true.
Copasetic with lies.
Which in turn make her blue.
Bliss from her enemies,
Defying her pain.
Intentions from her friends,
In which she hides the strain.
Unable to explain her emotions,
Unable to show the fact.
Confusion and vexation.
Will she ever turn back?
Falling away from light,
No need to touch the cloud.
She woke up one morning
With nothing but one doubt:
Will she get noticed once not again?
Will she be recognized for her own?
Can her mask be taken off?
Here she is, not alone.
entrenched in sickness.
Dealt with deceit.
Besieged with struggle,
A flurry of obscurity and sweet.
Holding her back,
She is running.
Not facing it,
She is crying.
Oldest sister,
She always has to figure things out.
So powerful with wisdom,
She ponders with one doubt.
The secrets hidden in the night,
The quietness she sought by herself.
In the hour of darkness,
Only one: herself.
Confusing words.
It’s all too real.
Something inside her is crawling,
Something needed to conceal.
Standing by her reflection,
Self control never ending
Deprived/deceived.
Her walls closing and haunting.
Pulled herself upon her decision,
Definite in the question.
Alone she will become,
Settlement in which an action.
Consuming her with pain.
She doesn’t know how to describe it/ to care
Smiles she brings when the sun has risen,
When laughter fills the air.
Once she opens up,
You’ll see what's there.
Automated with impossible,
Behind her mask: something rare.
She hides behind masks,
A different one each day.
Not remembering her true from,
Her reality, to fray.
Eliminate her deprived,
Would you believe her if she said she was tired?
Destroy the torment.
That all she needed was eternity of sleep desired?
Would you believe her if she didn’t know the truth?
Would you believe that what she doesn’t know can be?
That she may think the only truth is not to suffer,
But the only truth is to make her own eyes see.
Try to earn her place,
Not knowing how to succeed.
Blood trickle from her wrists,
An uneventful deed.
But fighter she stands strong.
A fighter she would never quit.
Stopping by the pain she would not,
Even if that’s her secret intention to her wrists: to slit.
She won’t stop,
Till she gets her place.
A sick twisted sensation,
To go on and on with a gasping trace.
No matter what she’ll do?
She’ll never be able to be seen by you.
You don’t know how much its true,
How much she doesn’t want to believe it too.
Extending over the horizon she sits.
Depressed from everything.
Blinded by her own sadness.
Happy about nothing.
Smiling down she may watch them all.
Hugged with clouds,
No pain at all.
Descending from crowds.
A morning she wonders.
When is this life over.
She knows that when it isn’t, she wait.
She fight with moreover.
Cause this is her life she’ll break.
This is her life she’ll make.
Nothing can make her frown right now,
After writing this out, she cant see how.
So don’t you ponder,
Don’t you worry.
She’ll be fine,
In a hurry.
Her sister no longer her problem,
Her neglect no longer the reason.
Climbing down from the thorns,
Be the one to break the season.
To change her mind,
Its hard to explain.
The sadness fading away,
The torment/the pain.
Life of agony,
The pursuit to be seen
The ping of attention.
Not even her king.
Her life a jigsaw puzzle,
Nothing can keep her together,
Scattered up in pieces,
Everyday, and forever.
Covered up, so no one can see.
Surrounded by walls so she can scream.
Wounds growing apart,
She’s trying to wake up from a dream.
This is her life,
Significance it brings,
She has finally dignified it.
Damnation, it sings.
Farewell to her family,
Farewell to her friends.
Light a candle in remembrance,
This is where the story ends.
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Re: HER
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by LOWMAN613 on
Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 06:49:49 AM AEST
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Holy crap! This has to be the longest poem ever written! I liked it though! I really feel for you & yet I dont feel this is your sisters fault so I wouldnt blame her! Good write!!!!
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Re: HER
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by emystar on
Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 05:10:06 PM AEST
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Very good write!
It tells a story.. I'm sure everyone can relate to at least one stanza.
I hope you're still here and feel better. I know I always do when I let the pain out.
Good work!
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Re: HER
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by wyrd_faerie on
Saturday, 16th November 2002 @ 06:09:24 AM AEST
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i have an older sister too, and she's really clever and it always feels like they prefer her to me
very well written, i've been trying to write something about it for a long time but just never could
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