Leos Poetry

I'm smiling and laughing
and dying inside
I'm beaming and grinning
as the pain I try to hide

I'm crying and sniffling
because you don't even care
I'm yelling and screaming
and pulling my hair

I'm sitting and staring
all alone on the floor
I'm begging and pleading
Someone knock on this door

I'm hoping and praying
for like this it didn't have to be
I'm falling and dying
Why didn't someone stop me



((I started crying when I wrote this one because...Its one of thedeepest poems I written...I thnk at least))

I hate suicide and it’s greedy ways

I hate how it decides who’s here and who goes away

I hate how it and depression run the show

They both leave more scars than you’d thought you’d know

On the in and the out side

Both can stay by your side

They both leave scars that seem to always be shown

And tells the tale of the horrors you’ve known

Depression can lead to suicide

But in the end you decide which and whom is by your side

You can push everyone away

Or you can try to let them stay

Will you let suicide and depression be your friend?

And just so you know they can both be your and the end.

story of my life right now. good.

A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see
It wraps us up in its cocoon
And holds us fiercely in its womb.
Its fingers spread like fine spun gold
Gently nestling us to the fold
Like silken thread it holds us fast
Bonds like this are meant to last.
And though at times a thread may break
A new one forms in its wake
To bind us closer and keep us strong
In a special world, where we belong.


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Heart broken as she was
She cryed in solitude
Tears pouring down her cheecks
A never ending ritual
But she hid the pain
Before their eyes
She stood invincible
A daring disguise

It took all her strength
To hold those threatening tears back
Those scrutinizing eyes
They search for weakness
She knew it
She had to
She learnt to keep it
Her deepest secret

And when the light
Finally dims off
She falls apart
They couldnt see
A broken heart

Those tears freed
Of their constriction
They poured down her cheecks
A glistening conviction

But the pain never stops
And she had to keep her secret alive
Away from those scrutinizing eyes

So slowly she pretends
She is invincible again
She wipes the tears away
And the light burns on again

Im Over you and everything youve done
Its weird how far ive come and moved on
I was so naive to think you loved me
The things you said gave me hope to live
And when you left me you took it all away

I have to thank you though
Because i learned that strength is something you choose
Forgetting you was for the best i know in my heart
You made me feel different from the rest but in a way i am
because i rose to the occasion and didnt come crawling back
Like we both thought i would
I learned that i do not crumble

I know it will be hard when i see you
But I have to keep telling myself
Someday i will find someone who really loves me
You helped me to stand on my own
and never stop beliveing no matter what comes my way

Thats A lesson I learned from you





IM OVER YOU TOMMY!!!

*hugs*

*hugs*

You really deserve better than him. I'm happy you are over him.

Me too =)

Smile
There is the loving smile
The satisfied smile
The accepting smile
The friendly smile
A cheeky smile
A fake smile
A watery smile
A sad smile
There is the smile of relief
A smile of disbelief
An uncomfortable smile
A smile through the teeth
A desolate smile
A suggestive smile
An open smile
A shy smile
A hesitant smile
A laughing smile
A confident smile
A sparkling smile
A cheery smile
A joyful smile
A vivid smile
A contented smile
A conceited smile
A jeering smile
A sub conscious smile
A gentle smile
With all these ways of showing yourself
With all these expressions
Unspoken wealth
You can say it all with a look and a smile
So take the time to look
Once in a while



I was bored when I wrote this lol

The soft caress of the cheek
A simple flower, mild and meek
The gentle smile of a child
The anger of a brother riled
That is what love is.
The forming tears, a mother's eyes
When the child begins to fly
The first words of a little pup
Barely capable of standinig up
That is what love is.
The sacrifice of a life,
Of time and money and of strife
That simple words none can compare
"For you I'll always be there."
That is what love is.
(And when you're down I'll raise you up
And when you thirst I'll pour a cup
When you're sad my tears will fall
I'll be there anytime you call
That is what love is.)

Tia this is awesome! but then which poem of yours isnt? Lol

thank you devin!

lol yea they are all awesome!

Thank Emi

No prob Tia ^^

Wonderful works ^^

Make more ^^

Thanks guys
Im going to type another one in a sec
I wrote it last night.

Does it have to be so hard?
to just let go of life?

When you don't want to be charged,
with the high cost of living a lie.

Just ignore the comments,
just ignore the tails,

can't ignore the ignorance,
can't ignore what fails.

Stand tall for now,
in the face of foes,

Choose to break down,
when their looking at their toes.

When you can't feel happy,
and you can't feel sad,

you can feel angry,
but you can't feel mad.

When you lose it,
your lost,

when you start,
you can't stop.

So when i'm going to hurt you,
I want you to hold me.

Make sure I can't move,
and hold me tight,

Say I didn't hurt you,
say It's alright.

say you saved the day,
in the heat of the night.

Why thank you lol
I write a new one almost everyday. Then After I post them I burn them.
My way of getting rid of those feelings
Half of them I burn before I post cause there not good enough lol

I wrote this a long ass time ago.




I get a funny feeling,
it comes from deep inside.
I get all mad and angry,
wanting to go and hide.

My doctor calls it depression,
my dad says it's just me.
But the thoughts and feelings,
no one will ever be able to see.

Some say I'm psycho,
some say I'm just weird.
It's like I'm a different person,
and the old me just disappeared.

I get really edgy,
I want to commit suicide real bad.
Then I get a headache,
followed by feeling sad.

I wish I could get help,
I wish it would go away.
Maybe if I keep praying real hard,
it will some day.


12-25-08


(Of coures I wrote it on Christmas.)

Im not some religious frak but when Im really sad I do think that their is a god. Sorry if y'all dont



I see so many faces as I cry
I see these shadows passing me by
Yet I stand here alone.
Out of all the things I wish I could get back, I just want my hope.
But I continue to hide in this crowded room
I don’t want them to see me, left to my doom.
I cry at midnight, for someone to save me.
I scream at dawn that maybe, just maybe.
Someone holds the key to unlock me from this cage.
Stuck inside my depression for so many endless days.
Refusing to ask for help, how can I trust anyone here?
After I’ve felt so utterly alone to the core around them all these years.
I hear them whisper behind my back.
Yet they cannot hear me scream, how am I suppose to react?
My scream is silent, it can’t be heard.
Everything around me is nothing but a dead blur.
I feel like a toy left on a shelf.
Never looked at unless there’s nothing else.
Maybe I am just being selfish.
Maybe it’s all my fault and I need to vanish.
I’m longing for peace.
I’m longing for joy that will make me complete.
But a Voice deep within my soul tells me to never give up.
It tells me that there is One who will always love.
Though I cease to do what is right.
I know God will have a grip on me, good and tight.
Never to let go.
So all this time, I never was alone.
Though the people around me stab me with thorns.
Though my heart is filled with blood and gore.
He will save me.
And He is all I truly need.
To be set free.

Who could ever love a girl like me?
A girl who looks like she’s 19,
But is really 14 and has the mind of a 30 year old,
A girl who doesn’t like to be touched,
But dreams of being held in the arms of someone she loves,
A girl who looks so young and innocent,
But who knows the truth,
A girl who ‘hates everyone’,
But really just needs to love,
A girl who looks so organized and neat,
When she’s really a dirty mess,
A girl who tries to be brave young woman,
When she’s really just a scared little girl,
A girl who looks like she knows what she wants,
When really she can’t make any decisions,
A girl who looks like she has a plan,
When really she doesn’t know what she’s doing,
A girl who says ‘I don’t care what others think about me’,
When really she cares and is worried about what they say or think,
A person who says she needs to think,
But who actually thinks too much,
A girl who looks one way on the outside,
But who is almost completely different on the inside,
But who will ever know?
No one,
Because who could love a girl like

Tia your amazing poetry leaves me speechless for the umpteenth time. *hugs*