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Posted 4/24/08
Why do peapole
Hate us
We have chosen a other way
A way in darkness
But
Is it really our fould?
Why do you say
Shame on you
For bieng like that
If you dont know
What I have gone trough
What my felling are

As I walk
I can feel those eyes
Looking wierd
At me
I know what they are thinking
How can someone
Dress like that?
Whats up
Whit he??
I know those question
I see them
Even if you try
To hide
I see them in your eyes
They cant lie

Lifting
A bird
Whit broken wing
Feeling how it
Helplesssly try
To get away
From those
Strange hands holding it back
As I stroke it
And look at it
I see myself
My wings have been broken
I cant flee
From this nasty world
Wher I have
Been born

Why do I cry
In silenc
The room dark
Hiding myself from the world
As I heard
Flapping
From the little box
The little bird
Is awake
And trying
To find a way
To get out
Just as I try to get out
From this painfull
Feeling

Days go
And days come
But for me the time
Dosnt change
I feel the same
Misery
Every day
As I see those others
Passing away

Im being swallowed
In the darkness
Left behind
I am
Just as the bird
In the little box
its weaker now
I have tride
As much as I could
Just as much
As I tride myself
To heal the wounds

Im lying here
Im feeling numbness
Taking control
Over my body
Feeling my fingers
Stroke
The soft feather dress
As I draw my last breath
Whit the
Little bird

As I open my eyes
I dont feel anything
I look around
In the darkness
I cant see anything
I feel sadness
Coming to me
Will I be alone in this world too
Will I walk the darkness
Here
As I did
There

I hear a sound
Like music it is
Then I see
What makes my heart
Jump in joy
There
Flying
Infront of me
The little bird

Its like a light
Coming from it
And i go after it
It feels
Like the darkness
Wont end
But
I dont care
As long
As the bird is here

Then we come
To an end
I see
A light abowe
Me
So pretty it is
And I see the bird flying
Up to there
Fear strikes my heart
As i
Calls at it

It stops
And look at me
Whit dark pearls as
Eyes
As if asking
What is it?
Come one
But how shall I
Get there

But then
I feel my feet
Lifting from the ground
Confused I am
But
I feel
Somthing
From my back
As I look back
Wings appers
Those wings
That was broken and thorn
Where healed

Flying into
The light
Smilling
And feeling a freedom
I never have feeled
Like a little bird
Flying after
Losing
Its wound
Like a free
little bird.

another poem for you guys from me.....sad stuff as allways really is somthing wrong whit me or what <.< mayby my sister and brother is right I shoyld mayby talk whit a doctor.....
well anywat ^^ enjoy
Posted 4/24/08

Yamira wrote:

Why do peapole
Hate us
We have chosen a other way
A way in darkness
But
Is it really our fould?
Why do you say
Shame on you
For bieng like that
If you dont know
What I have gone trough
What my felling are

As I walk
I can feel those eyes
Looking wierd
At me
I know what they are thinking
How can someone
Dress like that?
Whats up
Whit he??
I know those question
I see them
Even if you try
To hide
I see them in your eyes
They cant lie

Lifting
A bird
Whit broken wing
Feeling how it
Helplesssly try
To get away
From those
Strange hands holding it back
As I stroke it
And look at it
I see myself
My wings have been broken
I cant flee
From this nasty world
Wher I have
Been born

Why do I cry
In silenc
The room dark
Hiding myself from the world
As I heard
Flapping
From the little box
The little bird
Is awake
And trying
To find a way
To get out
Just as I try to get out
From this painfull
Feeling

Days go
And days come
But for me the time
Dosnt change
I feel the same
Misery
Every day
As I see those others
Passing away

Im being swallowed
In the darkness
Left behind
I am
Just as the bird
In the little box
its weaker now
I have tride
As much as I could
Just as much
As I tride myself
To heal the wounds

Im lying here
Im feeling numbness
Taking control
Over my body
Feeling my fingers
Stroke
The soft feather dress
As I draw my last breath
Whit the
Little bird

As I open my eyes
I dont feel anything
I look around
In the darkness
I cant see anything
I feel sadness
Coming to me
Will I be alone in this world too
Will I walk the darkness
Here
As I did
There

I hear a sound
Like music it is
Then I see
What makes my heart
Jump in joy
There
Flying
Infront of me
The little bird

Its like a light
Coming from it
And i go after it
It feels
Like the darkness
Wont end
But
I dont care
As long
As the bird is here

Then we come
To an end
I see
A light abowe
Me
So pretty it is
And I see the bird flying
Up to there
Fear strikes my heart
As i
Calls at it

It stops
And look at me
Whit dark pearls as
Eyes
As if asking
What is it?
Come one
But how shall I
Get there

But then
I feel my feet
Lifting from the ground
Confused I am
But
I feel
Somthing
From my back
As I look back
Wings appers
Those wings
That was broken and thorn
Where healed

Flying into
The light
Smilling
And feeling a freedom
I never have feeled
Like a little bird
Flying after
Losing
Its wound
Like a free
little bird.

another poem for you guys from me.....sad stuff as allways really is somthing wrong whit me or what <.< mayby my sister and brother is right I shoyld mayby talk whit a doctor.....
well anywat ^^ enjoy


Great poem, I really love the ending and the comparison between you and the little bird =3
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Posted 4/24/08

kagura4 wrote:


Yamira wrote:


Great poem, I really love the ending and the comparison between you and the little bird =3


thank yoy very much^^
Im glad you liked the ending I had two I could choose from >,< wast easy task xD
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