Dear [Diary]:
Say hello to the [once pretty] girl.
No longer am I the person [everybody thinks I still am]
I have opened up so much now, its so hard to go back
To the place where everything was [supposedly all right]
Where I could stay closed, cover up all the [wrong] things, and pretend I was fine.
[Just like they always wanted me to be].
Say hello to the [perfect] nothing.
Finally I have reached [everyone else’s] goal.
Having no faults, just another barbie - wannabe.
[&[lowest rise jeans they could have sold] abercrombie jeans; [revealing] X-Small tank top]
I don't know love,
Love is just another [accessory.]
The perfect little ((whore)) that perfect little ((dirty boys)) dream of at night.
Say hello to the [obsessive] maniac.
I wanted them all to stare at me in awe.
Skipping meals didn’t bring enough “pretty” into the picture,
So I gagged up [dizzying] acid, ignoring the burning in my throat
((Because tears hurt just as much.))
Becoming entangled in a vicious circle, but never caring because I loved who I was becoming,
The obsessive girl who everybody thought was just
Wonderful. [never knowing the other side.]
Say hello to the [psycho] right before your eyes.
It was tonight that I sat awake and felt the cold tip of the
Razor blade on my fingertips.
And it was tonight that I moved my lips to the music,
Silent words twirling around [and around] my head,
And invisible hands leading my own to the razor,
Intoxicating me with forgotten poetry and [unreal] memories.
Say hello to the girl who [loved].
I am finding that the [bitch] is taking over me.
Screaming obscene things at the ones who only ever [loved] me.
And I hate everything, even myself, because
I am dancing with the .insane. right now,
Twirling around in the darkness, laughing crazily,
Getting high off of the hate that’s holding my hand,
As I trace the yellow lines in the middle of my road back to [reality].
Author notes
Erm. I don't quite like this one.
But if you like it please tell me..
:-\
Option #10
Write a poem about yourself.
Option #6..
Diary Entry Poetry
A contest entry
- ♥ Rip My Heart Out [&&] Give It To Her ♥ Drop Dead; Gorgeous ♥ by forbidden-colour.
300 points, ended May 28, 2007, 11 entries
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• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Ehh I don't like this one.
Comments
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great work, such a brilliant poem thanks for your entry and good luck with the rest of your writing
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let's just say amazing
i love this one
i can relate to it
its so beautiful
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Kick Ass Write
i dont see why you dont like this one! it is so deep and shows alot of emotion.
"Getting high off of the hate that’s holding my hand"
this line shows that she/he couldnt break it or rather tehy didnt want to! love the thought it brings!
YL
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Love is just another [accessory.]
The perfect little ((whore)) that perfect little ((dirty boys)) dream of at night.
x-speechless-x
♥
love.love.
bookmarked.
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We are all flowers that wither in the hands of time. Love the descriptive parts of this piece/poem.
Thanks for sharing and I wish you all the best in the contest. Keep writing my friend.
>>>VIRGOAN
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Awesome poem...
I know what you're going through... I know that you must hear that alot about this poem, and I know you don't know me but I've been through this... Going through this.
And I know you must feel so alone and so like nobody else cares, but they do... Even after the yelling and the tears and the 'MIND YOUR OWN BISUNESS!' fights, they still care, they still want to help you...
And even though I'm just one person, who you don't know and I only know what you're going through by reading your poem, if you ever need to talk to anyone, and you can't talk to someone who knows you, because it's just to painful... I'll always be here to lend a hand...
Much love,
Emily xx
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Dear diary
Say hello It
The person that's not sure of..it's gender
even with D tits,
Never felt pretty enough.
All the stares for the wrong reason,
So she'll mask it with extra short hair
and 3x shirts and size 14 jeans.
Not quite sure she's good enough to exist.
Look at it now,
With all the fake smiles
and the hugs from friends
that make it's shoulders tense.
before it goes in the bathroom and
shoves the back of a mallet down her throat.
Move it out of the way quick
Wouldn't want to get the pretty instrument dirty
It's it's only love.
And the cuts on It's ankles and the ones on it's breast?
Well perhaps.. It has two loves.
Just perhaps.
Who knows. As It isn't human.
Isn't worthy enough to love.
~*~*~
Honey.. I know what it's like, though I was never skinny. I stopped eating for three months, only drinking water and soda.. And I was never skinny. I should be thankful though. It meant no one asked questions..
If you ever need to talk, I'm here for you.. I may not have gone through the exact same situation, but that doesn't mean I don't understand.
-danneh<3 -
Baby, you should have won gold for this.you never need to be perfect by skipping meals and so on, babe, you're worth soo much, you have no idea, you are better than all this shit, i know this, you're better than all that, don't get caught up in that bullshit cycle cause all those ppl are are haters, stupid ass ppl living a lie, you're better than that, rise above and be proud of who you are in the mirror hunnie, even if others arent, what's most important is that you can love and accept who you see in the mirror, if you can't, then you know somethings wrong. youre beautiful gorgeous and intelligent, i can feel your pain from a lot of your poems, i know it hurts, i know just how much. i accept you. you're beautiful even with your mistakes, never forget that, because afterall, even your imperfections make you beautiful and who you are. Love you ♥
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Before I say anything about your poem I would like to point out that [this] and ((this)) && -this;;- don't make a dirty pretty poem. Also this is a little long...
However, you have utilized language magnificently as a tool, and it is nice to see someone who understands english well. Thank you for entering. -
Intense!!
WOw! This brings a slide show of images to my mind. It's like i'm walking through someones life size story book, pictures of thier life poping up right and left. Wonderful poem! Gooooood luck on the contest!!!!!
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mmmmmmmm... emotion mixed with a teenager-y sense of the world... omfg. loveeee. Good luck in the contest!
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Well I do like this ong, I think you captured it well. I especially like "Becoming entangled in a vicious circle, but never caring because
I loved who I was becoming," and "[&&size 00 abercrombie jeans;; [revealing] X-Small tank top]
The -perfect- little ((whore)) that -perfect- little ((dirty boys)) dream of at night"
Well done and thanks for entering my contest =] x
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Brilliant, <3
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