So, I flipped a coin on whether or not to post or not. And Lincoln came out ahead. So, here it goes.

I'm not good at the whole... 'sharing the things Ive written with people'-thing. So, be gentle with the feedback.



Here Goes Nothing...





And I guess tomorrow's just a dream

Because I wanted a goodbye yesterday.

And I guess next years just wishful thinking

Because I never meant to live this long.



I sit in rooms

Waiting.

For a day I'll want to remember

Instead of end before its begun.

And I cant think of one worth reliving.

Because hell's no place to smile.



And heaven's no place for me

Because I'd screw up there too,

And I could barely make it by

On mom and dad's orders.

No way I'll make it up to Him.

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Im waiting for you to come to the door

Half smiling and half asleep

You've been sleeping a year now

And I think its about time to wake up.



I sit at home on Friday nights

Awaiting your arrival

And I wait up as late as I can

Hoping you're just late.



But I fall asleep dreaming

And wishing for a second chance.

I know I'll never get one.

But I just wish I got a goodbye.



I guess the sayings right though,

They only take the best.

I know you're playing your trumpet at the gate

And I'll see you soon

Because the days are like years.

Cuz I'm almost 365.

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And I cant sleep

Because I fall into a dream world

Falling into things I wish could be or never were.

And I have to wake up every morning.

And leave it all behind.

Makes me cringe at the thought of letting go.



And theres days I wish I hadnt been born

And then theres days I wished Id died young

But then theres a days that I wish I could live

Over and over.

Because there I dont have to be scared for tomorrow.



And I look around single classrooms

Two dozen kids dictacted by a teacher.

I look around and I laugh at what I see.

And theres people you wish you never met

And people you wanna meet all over again.

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Thats all I got...

come on bud, have faith k? I think your stuff's awesome so screw what other people think. As long as you did it tori, it's the coolest thing I've ever read.

~Much lubs-Jamie

Tori -



I'm gonna have to thank Lincoln for that one, otherwise you probably would never have showed it to me! That was both beautiful and inspiring...wait, I don't write, but it made me feel like I could! Sorry, I ruined a "moment" again. But seriously, that was a wonderful piece of work. Always believe in yourself and what you can do, because, hell, Tor, if that's what comes out when you have no confidence, I'd love to see what you can do WITH it! So keep writing, and I hope to see more work soon! ^^

"You don't PLAN things in life; they just happen. Take me for example - I certainly did NOT plan my period this month, but it happened!"



-Me

heyyy I'm glad you posted! ^^



In my opinion, sharing is an invaluable part of writing. And I know sometimes it's kinda intimidating to share, but it only gets easier from here on out!



Your poems are great, by the way. I particularly like how you play with time--always a fun thing to do



can't wait to see more! ^^

Your poetry is great,thanks for sharing

Really great poems. I hope you will continue sharing, coz these poems kick ass!!

Tori, your poetry is really great and so lovely . Love sam xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

thanks guys, you're the best.

here's a few more...





And pacing becomes difficult

When I've already grown dizzy

From just thinking about you.



And Ive got cut knuckles

And a bruised ego

But nothing compares

To a broken heart.



All I wanted was conversation

Not even a good one

I just wanted to know you remembered my name.

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And there's an extra place at dinner this year,

An extra nametag tucked away.

There's a silent prayer

No one talked about prior.

But everyone did anyway.



And there's a silent kid this year at dinner,

An uneaten piece of meat

And an untouched plate,

Water half empty,

But only for something to do.



And there's a reaccuring day dream again at dinner this year,

That the silent kid has,

About the empty place at the table.



The nametag was in place,

In the chair in between her father and her sister.

The chair was occupied

With a smiling man,

Could've been the best dinner that year.

And God, how she wishes it was.



Guess its about time to wake up from the day dream

Because there's an empty place at breakfast the next morning.

And there's a silent kid,

Waiting the daydream to take over.

So she can attempt to smile.



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And its easier to forget,

And yet impossible at the same time.

And its hard to forget,

When you keep hearing stories.

That are supposed to make you smile.

But inevitably make you cry.



And it used to be so fun to draw a picture of your family

And now you dont know what to include

Because you'll always have family in that person,

Even if they arent at Christmas this year.



And its hard to talk about it,

Because everybody goes about it differently.

And its hard to think about it,

Because its always easier to forget.

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And nothing Im about to say

Should come as a shock to you

Because Ive said it a million times over

Just not in so many words.



It hasnt been the past month,

Past week, past few days

Its the past fourteen years

And within them,

Ive understood nothing youve taught me

And nothing you've tried to say



All I've understood

And the only things I learned from you

Is that there are three things I never want to be,

You.

Your mom.

Or that crazy lady down the street.



And when I think about what I've learned,

The accomplishments and misfortunes both

I never learned them from you.

I taught myself everything I needed to know

Tori -



Gotta tell you, I enjoyed reading that last post. It was written beautifully, just like everything else you write. It was very touching, and it got me thinking about what I've really learned from my family. I hope to see more of your writing soon ^^

"You don't PLAN things in life; they just happen. Take me for example - I certainly did NOT plan my period this month, but it happened!"



-Me

Great poetry

great work.

The only abnormality is the incapacity to love - Anais Nin

Beautiful. Love sam xx

"Sometimes things happen between people that you don't really expect. And sometimes the things that are important are the ones that seem the weirdest or the most wrong. And those are the ones that change your life." - Jessie Sammler (Evan Rachel Wood)

Here's a couple more... you know... poems...







Dont tell me to be quiet

Because Ive never met anyone as loud as you

And dont tell me to explain myself

Because I dont need to justify myself to anyone,

And dont tell me Im rediculous

Because you're just a dick.



Dont say you've got something to live for

Because the thing you're living for is dead

The things you hold dear to

Are gunna screw you over

Dont rely on anyone

Because no one really understands.



If someone nods and smiles

Its code for, 'I dont care'

And if someone pulls you in for a hug

After you've shared your entire life story,

Its them realizing that they've got nothing to say.

Not even a couple of comforting words.

Because the truth it, they dont really care anyway.



And if you hug them a second time

Its basically them saying goodbye.

Because now that they know you,

They hate you more than they had from a distance.

And you'll never have to worry about your secrets getting out

Because they wont want to tell anyone they talked to you to begin with,

And they dont really care enough about you to bother.

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And we've all walked a mile

In someone else's shoes or our own

And we've all cried a river

For ourselves or someone else.



And we've all died a little bit,

For the single worst cause.

And we've all faded a little bit,

Just to be outlined again.



And we've all cried out in utter disbelief

And we've all cried out in fear,

In happiness and in pain.

But we've all cried out in the darkness

To share our emotion with the world.



And it was too bad no one was around to hear your pain.

And its too bad that the world didnt care.

Because everyone's crying out all at once.

And that's the only silence we all know.

Because it was never quiet to begin with,

And everything's just a figment

Of a life you never wanted.

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And if you turn off the music

And hit the power button on the TV

If you shut the door and open the window

Thats the single moment where everyone is alone.



And on nights where you're on the rooftop

With hopes of slipping

You're left foot stays firm,

When your right could care less.

Because your entire body wants to let go

And your head's not the best influence.



Then there's nights when you lie in the road

In hopes of getting hit,

And you're directly in the center

Of the only street thats blocked from cars.

Because your entire body wants to let go.

But your head's began to wisen up.

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And there's not a game I've willingly played

That caused me playing,

With matters of the heart.



And I've taken part

In useless flirting

And long side-glances,

And winks to the wrong corner of the room.

But I can't stand one sided I love you's,

When I'm on the giving end.



And I write best when I'm lonely

Guess what I'm feeling now.

Because the rooms silent,

But the music's maxed out.

And the rooms deafening,

But the TV's on mute.



And I can't hear a single thing

Because Im focused on the vibrations from the music,

And the figures on the screen.

And the rest of me doesnt care enough to listen.



My hearts pumping slowly

And my stomach's in knots

And I have yet to surrender

To the lies in my head.

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I could swear I saw her down the street,

So I ran another six miles.

And I couldve sworn I saw her pass me in her car

So I drove another nine in the wrong direction.



I could've sworn she was pretty,

And I could've sworn she was there.

I could've sworn she was in my backyard,

And I could've sworn I didnt hit the ground.



I could've sworn she was beautiful,

And this time I was right.

Too bad I'd already been hit by a car,

Rear ended into a pole,

And jumped from a second story window.

But it was all for her.

Because I swear she was beautiful.



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And then there's that...

Sorry if you're laughing so hard you cry..

Great poetry

Ya big poo! Leaving these here for me to find without saying something first... Shame shame, Tori! Well, those were awesome poems, so no laughing and/or crying over here. They're a little sad, but that's good for the moment since they fit my mood. I love the continuity in your poems, and all of them are written very well. I think the third one is my favorite...not sure why, but it just sticks out in my mind *shrugs*. Weirdo me again. Speaking of which, I'm sorry for getting you in trouble this morning o_o;; I feel like a sour apple dick (lol!). But this isn't a funny subject. I'm actually leaving for Florida on Sunday, but I'm sure we'll talk some time before then...just felt like I should tell you here anyway. I really should shut up now. Talk to you soon (hopefully).



-Megan

"You don't PLAN things in life; they just happen. Take me for example - I certainly did NOT plan my period this month, but it happened!"



-Me

And everyone here

In this room of pain

Would kill

Or Die

For something beautiful.



If something beautiful were to walk

Through that front entrance's door

People would kneel down

Bow their heads

And pray they never lost sight

Of what was really beautiful.



And the beauty has crumbled

And it shall fall

And not a man among the mass

Will see it shatter

Before their eyes

Because everyone's lost sight of something beautiful.



With necks bent

And the shades drawn

People will go back

To when their life was horrid

Both empty and alone

Being in the same room with someone you care about,

With nothing left to say.



Conversation's been wasted

On bills, money or food

And nothing's been talked about

For that desired vacation, car or getaway.

Because everyone's lost sight of something beautiful.





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Off the cuff.

Great writing