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Purpose.Purpose.

What would a story be?
If there was no one there to read it.

What would dreams be?
If there was no one there to conceive it.

What would a picture be?
If there was no one there to see it.

What would a secret be?
If there was no one there to keep it.

What would love be?
If there was no one there to feel it.

What would a song be?
If there was no one there to sing it.

What would the truth be?
If there was no one there to admit it.

What would advice be?
If there was no one there to give it.

What would life be?
If there was no one there to live it.

Kela Lewis-Morin
musicDuring sadness you are there
During happiness you are there
During depression times you are there
During times when i m just emotionless
I get overflowed with emotions thanks to you
During times when I shed tears you are there
I m grateful to you...
Even without people around me
You are there for me
Thanks to you I can't feel lonely
My life just goes on thanks to you
I will never leave you
But live for you…
We can carry on.Thus love does indeed
turn out to be fickle,
as it is revealed this day
my love for him has changed.
Do I regret this revelation?
Do I feel a sorrowful sting?
I'm not shamed to say I do not.
For why should I feel bad
for something I cannot control?
Things come together as they will.
I cannot help my feelings,
and we can still share a bond,
different though it may be.
Friends...Friends sometimes will hurt you,
tear you apart
and you won't have a clue
of where the blow
has come from.
They may tell they're right
and that, again,
you are wrong.

Friends, sometimes,
are not what they seem.
Actually
they can be quite mean.
Who's the one to blame?
It's that old story,
another argument...
That's so lame!

Our way...
a dirty street, a dead end.
Who would have known
that this is what
I'd call a friend?

We may cry,
complain, feel doubts...
You never know when it comes,
but be ready for the blow.

Is it the end?
No,
but you're losing a friend.
This Is Why I Stay Quiet.The one time I finally stand up for me.
The one time.
I just wanted to be happy for myself.
I just wanted to.
I don't know how to help anymore.
I don't know.
I'm sorry I wasn't perfect, and didn't speak what you wanted to hear.
I'm sorry.
My tears now fill my eyes.
My tears.
You know, I never really loved, nor will be loved.
You know?
Guilt and jealousy are my weakest points, both of which I have on you.
It eats me up.
You have everything, while I and many more have much less.
Everything a person needs.
I cannot understand. Sorry I'm not perfect.
I cannot.
Ignore everything I said, I'll be back to who you expect me to be.
Ignore.
The one time I just wanted to tell you whats on my mind. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm sorry your tears, and my tears fall on the same page. You know, it eats me up, its valuable to have everything a person needs. I'm sorry, I cannot... ignore, and this is why I stay quiet.
EmilieEmilie sits upon the shelf
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and waits for her time to come
Until her loneliness stops

She waits and waits, full of false hope
That someone will come take her home
But when all the other dolls have been bought
She wonders why she's still alone

She spends her time thinking about
Her imaginary faults
Assuming that she's ugly because
Why else has she not been sold?

And to this day, she's wanted to say
Why am I the only doll that's still here?
She's fed up of loneliness, fed up of waiting
For something she once had that disappeared

Emilie sits upon the shelf
A pretty doll in a shop
She sits and wai
Reason To Believe"Reason To Believe"

I long for hope that burns inside of me
Because there are so many things that I've never seen
So many places that I've never been
So much beauty that has yet to begin

This hope I long for that burns inside of me
Is the means and reason for me to believe
In all the things I've known and everything I have
For things can never really be that bad.

This hope I have is what pushes me forward
Slightly northward and around the corner
Its what gets me by each and every day
Because you never know what tomorrow may convey

You never really know what the future holds
Some days are bronze while others are gold
You never r
Obsession"I need rest," she murmurs under the copper dyed hues of sunset's leaves.
"Why don't you lie down for a while?" He looks down upon her, intentions of night in his dark eyes.
"I need rest," she whispers as the colour begins to steadily fade.
"Then nod your head, there's naught to fear," he smiles, stardust coating his cold breath.
"I need rest," she sighs as the last of sun's warmth departs her core.
"Take a seat, my love," he encircles as a panther would its prey.
"I need rest," a cry as soft as a dove flees her lips.
"Lift your feet, one shan't stand for too long," he becomes a shadow looming.
"I need rest," her eyes of summer look u
Decembers were never meant to be our gravesThe Decembers were never meant to be our graves
But I whispered "They're burying us alive".
You couldn't bear the thought of me thinking that,
You swept me up in your arms and stayed a rock as I cried.
Wiping the tears away and stroking the fabric that hid my skin.
I think it must have been the first time I wish I wasn't all dressed up.
All I wanted to do was be comfortable and fall deeper into your arms.
Maybe I had tried hard enough I'd have fallen so far, I wouldn't have had to come out.
But the sad truth is everything comes to an end.
I just can't seem to wrap my head around it,
After all the months of sorrow, we somehow found
HousecatI don't care if you say you love me
Take care of me, but let me be free
Fresh water, food in my bowl,
I am someone you cannot control

That is all I want from you
Satisfied I'll forever be true
But neglect me, and I'll be on my way
To find myself a better place to stay
PromisesDon't let my love for you be mistaken for weakness
Don't confuse my musing for neglect
Truth from you is what I yearn
Which seems to be too much to ask
Please don't hide behind a mask
I know the person you are now
Is different from the one you were before
I can't force you to feel
Yet what I feel for you is real
I cry in sorrow deep in night
I try to push the insecure thoughts away
Into the dark abyss
They show back up in dead of night

You've made promises that I pray you keep
Hoping and dreaming that they are real
Not some kind of smoke and mirrors
Am I in need of pulling the curtain
Hiding the man behind the machine
Can I
What do you see?When you look into my eyes
What do you see?

When you speak my name
When you pull me close
Are you really that broken?
So you no longer feel the love I give
The affection I show
Or the hope my eyes try to be

Come over here now
Stop hiding
Tell me your truth
Show me those tears
And I'll tell you my truth
Show you my fears
I'll tell you about a girl
A girl who found hope in the most hopeless boy
Let me wipe the dripping sorrow of your cheeks
as I figure out what you need right now
Let me be the first person ever to be there for you
I'll tell you this story,
I'm sure you will appreciate it
the girl is cute and boy so strong
A Waste...I am nothing
That's all I've ever been
And that is how I'll stay
I understand
It's alright
I'll accept

Though I won't blame god
I won't blame Mother Nature
The world
My family
My friends
Or my teachers
I blame myself
The way I am
Who I am

I'll do you no good
Better off staying away
Before it's too late
I'm not worth it
I'm not good enough

Guess I really was right
I'm just like the others
The waste of space
Getting in everyone's way
And this I always tell myself
Why am I even here?
Why?.....
Place inside my HeartI've loved you from the start
I love you now
I will always love you
Cause you're forever in my heart

You've always been there
Helped me through it all
I am so glad to have you
Forever in my Life

You have taught me so many things
Helped me to believe in myself
You say things to me
That no one ever has

I will always Love you
Through the worse times and the best
Cause my love it is very true
That you will always have a place within my Heart
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Just a rambling from teenage angst. :P
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*ReallyLostMyMind Apr 1, 2013  Student Writer
I don't know what to focus on with this. The first paragraph spoke to me the most, it was the one that I could connect with the easiest, and I loved it. As for the other ones, I can't say I have felt what you have felt, that I empathize, but I can damn well say that you have helped me understand what you felt and that I sympathize.
It was wordy, and slightly headache inducing, but I think that by the end of it you don't mind in the slightest.
I guess one way to fix that may be to try and connect all of the individual sentences?
I feel like you're playing connect the dots with me, but you're just poking holes in random places, and while I can see the holes clearly, and I can see where they all clump together, I can't quite see exactly the picture all the holes make.
But I can feel it. And I think that is what's most important.
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*TristanCody Mar 1, 2013  Student Writer
I cannot relate on all levels of this piece and that is okay. This is yours. Yet, I did feel compel to tell you honesty is key and admitting defeat, saying, "Yes, I am sorry" is just as admirable then holding on to idea and habits which you have had for years.

This is a very emotional work. It is nice to read on a personal level. It hits the soul, as they say.

Thank you. I am glad you gave me the chance to read this.
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=CassieCros13 Mar 1, 2013  Student Writer
:) Thank you for reading.
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`GrimFace242 Feb 4, 2013   Writer
I'm not gonna do an official critique, because this isn't something that should be ripped apart and forced into a fancy little box with a cute bow. In fact, this is something that should be messy and sloppy and perfectly ungrammatically correct.

Emotion can't be forced into that perfect little box. Well, at least it shouldn't be. And the people that do that don't understand their emotions.

Since I'm not critiquing, I'm gonna just tell you what I think of it.

I love it.

It's something real an viable in a place where there is so much fraud and fake. It helps that I can empathize with you on many counts. Fuck, damn near all counts.

And it's because of that that I feel the need to say the following.

Because of the dark connotations at the end of this and my own experiences with suicide, trust me, there is more to life and living for. If you only focus on the negatives in your life, relationships and effect that you have on others, there will always only seem to be one possible outcome. And it's not worth it. Honestly. It's not.

I've found that focusing on the positive things I have makes all the bad horrible things go away. I had a shitty childhood filled with things I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, but I made it through because of my brother and my need to make sure he was safe. Now I'm good. I'm healthy. I have healthy relationships with other people. I have loving relationships with other people that love me for who I am and don't try to change me to fit some label in pop culture.

Shit, I kinda went off on a tangent there. Sorry. This is just a topic that really hits home with me and makes me worry about others. Feeling worthless is the absolute worse feeling in the world, and it hurts me to know there are wonderful people out there that don't know how to look at themselves right because no one was there to show them.
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=CassieCros13 Feb 6, 2013  Student Writer
This means so much coming from you, thank you for the lovely comment. :tighthug:

Most of this is behind me now, though I can't help but to think these things time and time again. It warms me knowing that you can relate to this as well, and that you've healed since.

I can't agree more. Most of those kids just have that smile plastered on their face, and when ask they lie themselves out so they won't have to face anyone but themselves. Growing up, I was one of them.
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`GrimFace242 Feb 12, 2013   Writer
My door is always open if you need a chat.

Though I have really strange hours. :giggle:

Seriously though, I'm happy you've worked through this, and yes there are times when it comes back. Even after it's years later. I have a rock solid housemate that takes car of me when times are bad, though. Not sure what I'd do without her sometimes. You should get one of them. But not mine. I don't like to share.
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=CassieCros13 Feb 13, 2013  Student Writer
:tighthug:

Yeah, it comes back. It came back today. It will probably come again tomorrow, or this week, or just hit me when I least expect it. DA is a wonderful outlet for this kind of thing, since I really have no one else to talk to about it. My family would gripe about it if anything, and I'm a loner anywhere else. Not that I mind. :giggle: Finding this site is one of the best things that has ever happened to me. I've made more friends on here than I have anywhere else my whole life...

But this might be the thing to blame. [link]
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`GrimFace242 Feb 14, 2013   Writer
I couldn't agree more. Some of my closest friends are people I've never met.
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=CassieCros13 Feb 14, 2013  Student Writer
Same here. Wish I could find people this lovely outside the internet.
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~Story-of-a-Mind Jan 21, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I am ... not sure how much of this piece is actually yourself or some kind of abstract lyrical I. Not because it does not feel real, but I just hope that last paragraph refers to a lyrical I and not yourself. Reading this piece actually hurt. it hurt my heart for you, because it was filled with so many raw emotions. Just in case that was the real you speaking in the next to last paragraph: I am absolutely sure god would NEVER be ashamed of you. On the contrary I am sure you are most precious to him and he will keep searching for you like for the lost sheep.

Maybe I am being a bit ridiculous right now, but I just fell I need to do this: :huggle: :cuddle: :huggle:
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