Samantha Marie• Show poetry

• Last seen 2 hours ago. Member since August 27, 2008.
• I'm a pyrite eye poet for 1,057 comments.
• My mood is , and quote is "My emptiness is consuming me.".
• I am a 16 year old woman from Texas (United States)
• When I'm not writing, I'm a starving musician.
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• I have 1,057 comments, 6 contests, 75 poems

Poems I'm focused on

• Unrequited Love

  Now
  i’ve given reason

  17 lines, September 5. In Unrequited Love, Pain, Longing, Given up
• Humming

  I’m unhinged and hungry, ravenous for heart.
  But by and by

  33 lines, 1 comment, September 1. In Love, Uncertainity, Hurt
• [Untitled]

  Piano keys
  chime mellow chords

  29 lines, 6 comments, August 24. In Alone, Depression, Lost
• Writer's Block

  I was born with a creativity disorder. But the disorder I have doesn’t hinder my creativity, it elevates it. To put it in layman’s terms, l

  8 lines, 4 comments, August 9. In Mania, Disorder, Control, Music, Pain, Life, Writing
• The Moment

  Another sleepless night reigns, but insomnia is not the culprit. My victimized pen is being sucked dry and a countless amount of paper dren

  11 lines, 1 comment, August 9. In Love, Personal, Desire, Life, Pain, Longing
• The Diary of a Manic Depressant: An Autobiography [Coming soon to a theater near you!]

  Preface [Lily]:
  "I see myself not as a lost girl suffering from an uncontrollable disabling illness, but as a director of the most vivid

  29 lines, 8 comments, June 15
• Such beautiful dignity is self abuse.

  What I did today.
  

  13 lines, 12 comments, May 10. In Cutting, suicide, emo
• How could I be this broken?

  You couldn't possibly imagine the emptiness in a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins; the emptiness and the calm.
  

  15 lines, 10 comments, April 26. In Emo, Pain, Depression
• Emotion is my Instrument

  My brush graces the tulips, petals flaring with fuchsia.
  A sweet golden pollen glistens on the anther's tips.

  26 lines, 6 comments, April 7. In Society, Personal, Tools, Imagery, Nature, Art
• [The merging of Dawn and Night]

  Sculpting the hushed ferocity of the night;
  built to ravage against the soft light of the dawn.

  14 lines, 17 comments, March 26. In War, Dawn, Night
• Freefalling into Fire

  36 lines, 10 comments, March 25. In Erotica, Love
• Rain

  Moisture forms in the ashen colored sky.
  Falling from the swollen clouds, droplets pierce the Earth.

  21 lines, 20 comments, March 13. In Rain, Mellow, Hope
• Find me, Freedom.

  The sunset drapes over the shoulder of my passion
  burning the skin with agonizing fear and sympathy.

  18 lines, 12 comments, March 5. In Freedom, Goodbye
• I am your slave.

  Eyes this delicate need an outlet to speak through.
  Incapable of tears, the sun hides, and lets the clouds cry.

  34 lines, 23 comments, January 25. In Abuse, Love

My Poetry

• Would you be my own?

  I would enclose him with arms of fire;
  delicate, warming, and fleetingly there.

  22 lines, 4 comments, September 21. In Love, devotion, dream, hope
• Fly

  I want to fly.
  I want to float free’

  28 lines, 5 comments, September 6. In Ecstacy, Happiness, Love, Relief

Guest Book

• badnovocaine on October 5

  I'm a bi and a meat lover. I love to exercise. Running kills me; I love it.
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  Haha you remind me of me! Im bi to and a meat lover also... music is very important to me.
  Do you have a myspace? We should share ideas there.
• Ryan : :P on April 21

  
• badnovocaine on April 14

  Just stopping by your page to do a little dance
  
  OK you win
  Love your poems ... keep on keeping on.
• SingMeToSleep on April 7

  ""Heaven's not a place that you go when you die, it's the moment in life when you actually feel alive."
  
  AH! That is one of my all-time favorite quotes! I love that song! The Spill Canvas is amazing!

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