I don't remove my old poems from the site, because they're so much a part of me, showcasing my growth and self discovery through my teenage years. Many are very confused and dark, and seem strange to look back on, but the darkness is still a part of me (perhaps I just don't court it as often anymore).
2007 is the year I really started focusing on improving my poetry, so this stuff is from 2004-2006.
Being old isn't necessarily bad; in my opinion, many of my best ideas occurred in my teenage years. So here they are: 71 examples of teenage angst and originality, placed in tidy list form.
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The frost freezes snowflakes on my eyelashes
Blowing bitter winds caress my cheeks
28 lines, 3 comments,
on May 23 9:45 PM 2006. In Other, Nature
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Thanks for all the help!
20 lines, 7 comments,
on Jul 11 1:02 AM 2006. In Other, noguest
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Highlights of sated hunger
Evil, the illusion is beauty
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Arguing with myself
Who is right? I know I'm not.
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This perfect curse
Your love repossesed
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Calm is a lie
My heart always pounding
13 lines, 2 comments,
on May 22 2:57 PM 2006. In Weird, Other
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Painful touch of ecstasy
Long for it but feel it burn
9 lines, 3 comments,
on May 22 3:00 PM 2006. In Weird, Other
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She held her hands up
Wanting death
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Rushing currents stream with blue
Ever flowing, giving life
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We are angry because of our
Lives as two sandals
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Cold as crystal
Frozen in vertical
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Death is your initiation
and it shall by Done by me
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The story of my scars
is in a different language
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A short fun piece to make you laugh off your thanksgiving gut.
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My candle's burned out
19 lines, 14 comments,
on Oct 16 6:21 PM 2004. In Sad, Dark, Angst
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There we were, why don't you see?
I am no longer your perfect prom queen
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Why can't they notice? Why can't they see?
That perfect smart girl never was me
9 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 19 5:46 PM 2004. In Sad, Dark, Angst
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I walk through the world
Unseen and unheard
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The palm is bare and needs a friend
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The rose lies on the floor, beautiful and red
I lift it joyously
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I slit a vein
Give life again
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Hate is danger, so is pain
Hurt caused by the pounding rain
13 lines, 5 comments,
on Feb 28 3:17 PM 2005. In Sad, Dark, Hope
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Beauty comes as second nature
To my unknown vampire queen
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can you end this awful pain...
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sometimes i wish i was missing in action and no one would miss me
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Sparkling movement of the sea
Flowing through the veins of me
13 lines, 6 comments,
on Mar 7 3:32 PM 2005. In Weird, Other
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Beauty cannot touch me
It is destroyed too fast
11 lines, 10 comments,
on Mar 7 3:51 PM 2005. In Weird, Other
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Can the pain within my head be released as I cut my arm?
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If you let go I'll slip away
Before the night becomes the day
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Soul so numb that pain is all I feel
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To know the love you must feel the hate
To see the sky you must touch the ground
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The imprint of feathers burned into the snow
The place where my wings spread as I fell
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Lying broken on the ground
The only freedom I had found
42 lines, 5 comments,
on Apr 5 3:37 PM 2005. In Sad, Other
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Still wet from the rain
That ran through my hair
13 lines, 5 comments,
on Apr 6 2:31 PM 2005. In Sad, Other, Love
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Starlight, starbright
I wish I could see you tonight
22 lines, 7 comments,
on Apr 7 2:18 PM 2005. In Sad, Other, Hope
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I wish that I could be alone
But they are always here
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5 lines, 3 comments,
on Apr 8 2:36 PM 2005. In Weird, Other
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5 lines, 5 comments,
on Apr 8 2:41 PM 2005. In Weird, Other
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4 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 20 5:50 PM 2005. In Weird, Dark
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Hoping she won't fall apart again
Hoping that they can hold her in
20 lines, 6 comments,
on Aug 25 1:20 PM 2005. In Sad, Dark, Angst
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When she grows displeased with the image
That her closed eyes reveal
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Inside my head there is a room
With pink walls and blue bedspreads
18 lines, 4 comments,
on Aug 25 1:49 PM 2005. In Sad, Other, Angst
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There's a monster in my head
I've locked her in a cage
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The painted abyss
That we find in our bathrooms
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Perhaps I will find myself in your eyes
Or just find more of your betrayals
17 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 6 4:04 PM 2005. In Sad, Other, Love
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My heart is rendered into shreds
But they will heal once I am dead
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Beautiful wings arch up from her back
Ghostly, unmoving and too weak to fly
12 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 6 4:24 PM 2005. In Sad, Other, Dark
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Beautiful image behind broken glass
Cutting her fingers on the escape
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Dew collects upon the rose
Not clear, but red of blood
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do you believe me now?
does it take death to get through to you?
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Paws of silver, eyes of gold
Living in the harsh and cold
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But why should I run from my demons?
if they are my only true friends
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But in my dreams I give it up
and melt out of my seat
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