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RelapseIt’s like counting
Saturn’s rings,
hash marks
along your limbs -
remembering a time
when

‘just one more’

made you feel better.

- & you’re sitting there
wondering why
Draco, stuck in limbo
always looks like he’s

falling.

Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
Maybe.
But at least it makes me
Me.

FrostbiteNumbness
I can’t feel my toes and at first I think
It’s just my toes.
I can cover them up.
I can warm them.

It spreads, like fire,
Like ice.
I glance away for a second, it seems, and my feet are cold
Pat –pat
That’s funny, I didn’t feel that
Maybe I’ll cover them up too
I’ll warm them up.

I’ll take a nap
Maybe a short rest will make it all better, warm them
Up…
What’s that? How long has it been?
My legs… are you still mine..
Why has my breath left me, short?
Has everything but deserted me?

What about you, are you still here?
Are you still with me?
Hello?
And before I can say goodbye, I think my thoughts are leaving me too –

Sleeping Beautyshe’s in love with a character who
never existed but in the labyrinth of her head:
a patchwork composition of beautiful, lengthy words
she’d heard in her catatonic state; coma living
day in and day out, reliant on the salvation
of a man made of foreign wishing
and imperfection and necessity – an ignorance
of the less than ideal perception of self she’d
come to fear, absention stained romantic to the point
where daydreams were a standard for survival

(real living is for the purposeful of heart,
he loves her in her sleep)

UneditedWe cry.
We scream.
We fight for our dream.

We scream.
We cry.
We're just waiting to die.

The same emotions
with a different drive.
Sometimes dead, sometimes alive.

The same in one way,
different in another
brother and sister, sister and brother.

So close in feeling,
so different in the end.
Falling apart, or finally on the mend?

Which am I?
Will I ever know?
Fighting to stay or ready to go?

Maybe I'm both,
in some impossible way.
Emotions oddly mixed everyday.

Wouldn't surprise.
I'm such a freak.
Excuse me, I laugh, I should call it "unique"

WorthlessWorthless,
the name that cuts like a knife,
Me,
it's all that you see inside,
My heart,
is breaking with every breath I take
The lies,
the only thing I can't seem to face.

In The Daylight

In The Daylight

A false downfall
An unexpected revival

Sunset to moonset
Shining through darkness

Life...redefined
Death...redesigned

In the valley of promises- I will fear no end
On the brink of weakness- I will ascend
-
Roads of the toughest
Paths of the darkest

I conditioned my flawed limits
So fearful memories won't be paralytic

I had to raise my own spirit
Strength and endurance become so vivid

A chance for change / A moment of fate
A time to make peace / A brief feeling of creed
A sealing of my slate / A silencing of my mistakes
A secret ready to be freed / A chain soon-to-be incomplete

Pain and peace are infinite
Judge the wrat

Battle in my MindEat.
Don't eat.
Take it easy.
Work out until you pass out.
Get help.Tell someone.
Keep it a secret. It's only for you and me.
You're perfect.
You're worthless.
You're beautiful.
You're disgusting.
Why won't you listen?
They don't understand.
Let me help you.
You don't understand.
Show me.
No!
I love you..

wallflower clippingsthere's scar tissue in her throat,
swollen around the words she never said;
dark rings around her eyes
like planets unremembered, and
a staleness to her touch,
the crystalline Dead Sea.

she's living like a story
that's already been told
"if no one loved you
would you mean anything at all?"

in that moment,
we forget to exist.

Happily AloneHonesty,
She does not have,
Personalities,
She has many of them.

A million shields,
a million personalities,
She's always changing,
to fit every person around her.

If one were to ask why,
she would answer with,
I will never reveal my weaknesses,
because she's evil.

She hates everyone,
stupider than her is barely tolerable,
smarter than her is too scary,
She hates it all.

She leaves the world behind,
To one she has dreamt of,
No color,
nobody else.

Then,
she will smile,
why,
because she is truly happy alone.

She is not evil,
She does not hate you,
She is not dishonest,
She simply wants to be alone.

We are the King and Queen of Broken DreamsStanding still in a mine field, staring at all we have left.
We were so young, we didn’t stop to think.
Now we’re in a car crash, teetering on the brink.
If you were to leave me now, I don’t know what I’d do.

It was a whirl wind romance,
A light when all was black, a spark of something when all was bleak.
You swept me off my feet and made me feel brand new.
I thought we could live forever and I’m certain you did to.

We built a house without foundations
And now we’re falling down,
Everything’s crumbling around us, time slipping through out fingertips.
People used to walk past us but they were to drunk to see,
That our lives are coming apart around us, there is no light as far as we can see.

There was no fire to start with,
Just two broken things, the world had left behind.
The casualties of other people’s dreams of power, money and control,
Spat out onto the curb to rot away and die.
We never stood a chance or so

Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.

But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.

That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.

But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.

No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.

So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.

Falling off the EdgeDo you know what it feels like?
To nearly fall off the edge,
but not quite...
just so that you're dangling;
clinging for your worthless life
lest it fall into the sea of loneliness.
Your callused, pink fingers turning
to a shade of purplish-red of pain
as it does it best to hold on.

Splash.

In the sea of loneliness,
everything is crisp, translucent.
There is nothing around you,
you are alone...
unlike other people,
you have no one
clamouring to save you;
you have no one
diving in to get you out.

There is no point
screaming for help,
you will only waste
the little time and air you have left.
You only have the darkness
of the sea envelop

Honesty Written

from the

heart.

No eraser.

LonelyLonely.
Unnoticed.
People don't even look
when they walk by.
Always ignored...
Nobody even asks my ideas,
my opinion.
Nobody even knows
who I am.
When people see me,
they either ignore me,
or ask a question:
"Who are you?"
But they don't even bother
to listen to my response:
"I'm Canada."
Forgotton.
Forgotton by everyone.
Forgotton by my friends, my allies.
Maybe one day
Someone will remember my name.
Canada.

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Lost my heartSometimes when you're young.
Having moments of such happiness.
A place so magical, nothing wrong.
It must have been Atlantis.

Where two leave their hearts,
in a haven protected.
Hand in hand, returning homewards,
eyes with love reflected.

But she didn't trust,
her heart near his.
Being affraid, not of disgust,
but of losing this bliss.

His love never ending,
but she didn't show.
This wound isn't mending
and she just let go.

He lost his heart,
to this girl so special.
Ripping his soul apart.
Luckily it wasn't fatal.

Ending this poem,
with the worst part.
Seeing another victim.
Running with her heart.

I'm only humanHumans love to see,
others in pain and hurt.
Taken by a killing spree,
kids crawling through the dirt.

People turning blind,
surrounded by darkness.
Scared and left behind,
running around so anxious.

The sound is gone,
checking each ear.
Keep yelling, until dawn,
but they will never hear.

A cold chill to the core.
Little kids suffocating.
Lack of oxygen or
is the water overtaking?

Lone souls in bane.
Pushed through hell.
Cutting another vein,
hurting friends as well

Just that click.
You lost control.
Destroyed, brick by brick.
Lost thoughts, dwelling soul.

Filled with anger
cause you're going numb.
Can't move a fing

The lover's embraceAm I asleep?
I don't know.
Or in thoughts so deep.
Can I still control?

Dreaming about us two.
about this feeling,
Having fun, me and you.
no fear or weeping

The lover's embrace,
lover's connecting
this special place.
in clouded dreaming

embrace it, forget the sorrow.
As it could be all gone tomorrow.

?

a christmas wishWinds howling through the night.
Wishing for a christmas so white.
You close your eyes, a whisper follows:
don't let go and hold me close.

2010, Benny Temmerman

lovely memoriesWednesday the 1st of September

The first day we met,
the first day at school.
I will never forget,
you were acting so cool.

It wasn't love on first sight.
'We don't match' I thought.
We both had our own fight,
that needed to be fought.

Who would ever think,
this love would grow.
writing this with ink
but I don't dare to show.

This love for you,

Thursday the 30th of September

Yesterday morning,
you invited me.
All our friends were going
to this awesome party.

The music loud,
the drinks were passed by.
It was probably not allowed
But most people even got high.

The party nearing its end.
We all had a good time.
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Just another life

by ~arcainwolf, Jan 16, 2011, 7:42:54 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

Born like most,
an average boy,
nothing to boast,
still alot of joy.

an age to play,
no one seems dull,
thoughts aren't grey
but very colorful.

You show me my place,
a threat with broken glass,
you'd cut my face
in front of this mass.

malfunctioning brain,
nerves shutting down,
starting to go insane.
Closing darkness, prepare to drown.

I close my mouth first,
then my eyes and ears.
You're definitely the worst
of all my fears.

On this theatre of life,
I'm playing mime,
closing myself from others.
Can't help myself this time.

Trusting people another day,
my heart bruised, left unspoken.
Am I afraid to say
It's already broken?

Keeping another secret,
locked in my mind.
Someone will regret
of not being kind.

These symbols I write,
can't pronounce or read.
Giving me strength to fight
and that's what I need.

Just another lifeby ~arcainwolf

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

©2011-2013 ~arcainwolf

Another poem,
a little kid has a lot of fun, joking around.
Then his dad tells him to SHUT THE FUCK UP or he'll break his glas and cut his face to pieces.

the boy ends up bein silent, still is.

tell me how it reads, is it easy to follow?

ty take care!

~Warriorfanatic99 Jan 17, 2011

This is so cool!

Poor boy near the end.

I HUG!

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~arcainwolf Jan 17, 2011

hehe thanks

you're awesome

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~Warriorfanatic99 Jan 17, 2011

Aww, thanks!

You're awesome too!

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~Behind-love456 Jan 16, 2011

aww so sad i really kinda feel like this like hiding my feelings but this poem tells alot

its really sad but really good

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~arcainwolf Jan 16, 2011

thank you

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~Behind-love456 Jan 17, 2011

welcome~

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*Booky-TrueIdentities Jan 16, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

what happened to you...?

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~arcainwolf Jan 16, 2011

mental breakdown at the age of 8, nothing much really

I'm glad I can express my feelings in these poems.

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*Booky-TrueIdentities Jan 16, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

awe

i is sorry.
yes poetry is such a lifesaver when it comes to that

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~arcainwolf Jan 16, 2011

hehe don't be sorry, it's ok

and yes it is

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