Pain of the Angels• Show poetry

HEY! i won't be on cuz I moved to cali to live with my mom, but If you want to talk call me. 951-500-2815 (that's my cell)

Hello. For those who don't know me, I'm Amanda (aka: cookie, panda, pikachu, or penguin) take your pick . I am one who speaks her opinion. If you do not want the honest to god truth then don't ask. I really hate when people try to be something they are just not, so if you are one of these people, please for my sake and yours LEAVE. There are many people I love, some people I will do anything for, and few I truly trust . I am who I am, take it or leave it. Love me for who I am or hate me for who I chose not to be.






-PLEASE READ THIS-

My name is Sarah I am but three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't speak at all I can't do a wrong Or else I'm locked up All the day long When I awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll get just One whipping tonight Don't make a sound! I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's Bar. I hear him curse My name he calls I press myself Against the wall. I try and hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping He shouts ugly words, He says its my fault That he suffers at work. He slaps me and hits me And yells at me more,I finally get free And I run for the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. "I'm sorry!", I scream But its now much too late His face has been twisted Into unimaginable hate. The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name is Sarah And I am but three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me.

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Amanda's.
Alone in a dark room
She has run out of options
She has no one to turn to
No one to care
She's crying and scared
But she must do it
This world’s just too cruel
No one will notice
A little girl has killed herself
A gun in her hand
Black and emotionless
This is it
The suffering ends tonight
The loneliness stops now
The fight is over
The deed done
On the floor she lies
Not a breath she takes
A gun in her hand
And blood running down her face

An unsuspecting mother
Comes to tell her daughter good night
But she hears a gun shot
And is stricken with fright
She runs down the hall
Horror tearing at her heart
She slams open the door
And stops mid breath
Her only daughter
Dead on the floor
Her face tell no tale
But her note tells more

She had no one to turn to
So the poor girl lost her mind
Alone and scared
She decided to take her life

A mother heart broken
And an only daughter dead
The crime was committed
The deed was done
A lonely girl left in a dark room
With a bullet and gun

So what is the point of this horrible night
Learn to listen to your children
Other than live this night
Hear their pleas
And their cries for help
Show them the light at the end of the tunnel
Because once the deed is done
It will always be
Once your child is dead
They won't be coming back


The author knows who she is, and don't worry..
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Lay Me to Rest(i love this poem; By: The-Slicing-Silver)

Lay me to rest
underneath the tree and stars

never again to be burdened by these scars

once again my skin is clean for now i know
what serenity means

no more blood, no more tears
no more running from my fears

do not cry do not weep
for now i enjoy my peaceful sleep

lay me to rest beneath the tree and stars

lay me to rest
so i may begin the quest that God called Death

lay me to rest beneath the tree and stars..

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Crimson Cries
Her parent's lies cause her crimson cries
Her blood staind tears chase away her deepest fears
her friends always leave her
her parents decive her
she lost and confused in a world
in which she is abused
she has scars on her arm that did no harm
but the scars on her heart tear at her soul
and rip her asunder
everyday she lives a lie ,telling herself
"I don't want to die"
her pain drives her insane
as it runs through her veins
the Broken Razor mends her broken heart
it tears her skin and rips her flesh
'til her skin looks like a net of mesh
the slits on her wrist are not to bring bliss
but to forget her father's hurtful fist
or her mother's hateful "Tsk"
and the sins too long to list

my best friend caseybear............casey wrote this and I absolutely LOVE it! so I thought i would share it will ya'll! ^_^ AND! it was one of his very first poems he ever wrote!

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[ Her eyes are swollen ]

Her eyes are swollen
Her face is red
Her legs thrown open
His face she dreads
She trusted him
She's only six
Her dignity gone
In thrusts his dick
He covered her face
With a black blind-fold
He raped her hard
Tightly he holds
Her hands now tied
She's bound and gaged
She screams out loud
But only gets stabbed
He pushes it in harder
She coughs up blood
He pulls it out
She falls with a thud
She's fallin' and bruised
She's been fxxxing used
She's lying there crying
On the floor dying..


This is another poem.....i really love this poem....but it hurts to read it....this poem hits me close to the heart and the person who wrote i will not say, but she knows who she is....but i love her so much!

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amanda.. for you.

When I promised that there would be no more
slashing in my veins,
did I really mean it?
Did she really promise it too?
She calls me up,
says she’s sorry.
But now there’s four more.
I say it’s ok.
and comfort her,
tell her no more.
We both solemnly swear,
no more at all,
neither of us.
I call her up,
tell her I’m sorry,
but now there’s six more.
She says its ok,
now NO MORE!!
but it only continues.
As we sit on the floor,
starting at one slash,
then two,
three and more.
The lies never end.
The promised are not kept.
The promises only bleed upon the floor.
As we call each other up,
confessions galore.
But not only did we promise that to each other,
we promised to our lives.
To the others,
now we lied.
I’m sorry I say,
but that does not work.
The guys start dieing down,
they say you promised,
now you lied.
so goodbye.
What if I can’t do this no more,
the lies that bleed upon the floor.
I’m scared,
she’s scared,
we will promise once more...


I just found this poem....and i didn't know she wrote this.....but i do wish it wouldn't go like this....but i absofreakinglutly love the person who wrote it and she knows who she is. luv ya!
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girl: hey baby i want to show you....
Boy: ( cutting her off ) ugh i'm so mad
Girl: why? whats wrong ?
Boy: ugh everything
Girl: explain baby
Boy: just lost a championship game,
parents flipped out on me for no reason,
and im catching a cold
Girl: well hey there will always be other games,
you know ill take care of you when your sick,
what your parents flip about ?
Boy: they are making me pay them for a car repair
Girl: is it alot of money
Boy: no it just sucks
Boy: but hey i dont feel well im going to go lay down
Boy: bye
Girl: wait i want to give you some...
Boy: cant it wait til tommorow ?
Girl: yeah sure
Girl: bye
Boy: bye


2 hours later a friend of hers asks her to go for a drive ...she
goes.....

her friend swerved to avoid a truck....hitting a tree instead

her friend was killed instantly....shes in critical condition


This is the conversation between her sister and her boyfriend

Sister: omg ( crying )
Boy: what? whats wrong ?
Sister: my sister...your gf was involved in a major car wreck
Boy: is she ok ? ?????
Sister: shes in critical condition
Boy: i'll be there in 10 minutes


He shows up to the hospital room ...standing outside the door
going over the last conversation in his mind over and over as he
heard the machines beep and beep and breathing tubes pump


Boy: she wanted to give me something or tell me something
Girls mom: yeah this...

it was an envelope smelling like she did sealed with a kiss in
lipstick

he opened it.....

it said ..... your everything to me....i love you with everything i
am
and everything i have...i want to spend the rest of my life with you

sealed in it was a ripped movie ticket from the first movie they
went to

and the first picture they took together

he kissed the picture as a tear fell from his face onto the picture

it looked as if in the picture she was crying

then the machines flatlined....3 minutes later she was pronounced
dead


If you have any heart...any soul...or want to be happy you will
repost this.
if you care for someone ...do not let something like this ever happen