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Oh I can definitely feel the freedom and strength in this

This is stunning; very emotional and reminds me of some things that have happened to me as well. Easy to see oneself in.

I wasn't one of your possessions. A trophy to show off to your freinds. Using me to throw in your dad's face. You tried to put me in my place. I wasn't one of your possession. Your Ferrari and lambugini freinds made fun of me. With my rusted out camero target bikinis. I'd rather live in my teepee than your mansion I'm proud of my ancestors. There's more to life than a dumb Porsche. IWasn't one of your possessions. You cheated on me told me so many lies. I saw rainbows when you saw dark skies. You broke my heart tore me apart. I wasn't one of your possessions. Go back to your world for you have no conscience and soul. I'm a Sioux warrior I'll survive because I have a heart soul and full of love. It wasn't meant to be I'm free. I wasn't one of your possessions

Hmmmmmm Oooooooo interesting!

Sultry, that's so beautiful, girl. Oh man.

*hand over heart*

More power to you

Thanks you Abigail I might copyright it. My band really was impressed by it.

There are some really nice poems and prose here!

You never saw the beauty in this world You lost a beautiful girl. She never wanted diamonds pearls a Porsche. She longed for you to dance with her ancestors and people at a autumn powwow. You never saw the beauty in this world between the dow Jones the stock exchange. Walking through a summer rain with me. I was seeing rainbows while I believed all your lies. You never knew how many tears I cried You never saw the beauty in this world the clouds constellations heavens skies and stars. You never saw the beauty in this world You'll never know affection true love sweetness tenderness anymore. You slammed that door closed while mine opened Our ending was my way to freedom. This Sioux warrior will survive my heart love soul spirit will keep me alive. You never saw the beauty in this world

Wow! Again! Such strong words filled with the deepest of feeling! Fly now Free Bird! Thanks again for sharing!


Here is a bit of mind-stream i just tapped out. It pales compared to what it follows...

The waters, reflecting the soul.
How is it these waters know?
Cleansing the spirit, the waters flow.
And in their song I hear, and I know.

So this is one I wrote for my ex. It's a little... extra... so if it contains anything it shouldn't, just let me know and I'll remove it. It's beat-poetry, so it was written to be performed aloud.

I love you like...
I love you like
Flowers and photos
And old, dusty meadows
Out by the stables
Where we weren't allowed to play

I love you like
You're my best friend
My secret match
My geeky, nerdy, comic-book lovin
Look out, Lord of the Rings marathon comin
Best friend in the universe

I love you like
Bad break ups
And long distance relationships
And we can still make this work
And we don't have to say goodbye
Goodbye

I love you like
Watching my friend
Change his Facebook status
To in a relationship... with his best friend from high school
But that best friend is another guy
And suddenly everything makes sense
But that's okay
Cause I still support you

I love you like
I see you in depression
As you struggle to understand who you are
As your family
And friends
And coworkers
All reject you
But I'm here for you

I love you like
I see you hurting
And you don't have to reply
To my messages; that's ok
But I just wanted to let you know
If you ever need anyone to talk to,
I'll listen

I love you like
I support you in this time of transition
From who you were to who you are
And I know you don't want to hear from me anymore
But that's okay
Cause I'll still be here
Watching from afar

And I want you to know

That I still love you
Like a brother
Like a friend
Like my ex that still means the world to me
Like I understand what you're going through
And you never have to be alone
Because I will always be here for you

Because I love you like that

Aww. That's really great, and a little sad. (*hugs*). I love it. And I can hear the rhythm. It's great.

That's neat, Dunedain

You all have such beautiful stories to tell and it is so brave of you all to share them with the community!

One thing I want to ask all of you, do you have any certain authors that inspire your writing?

Bob Dylan, the Beatles, the rolling stones, marquet Mitchell, john Steinbeck, Arthur Rimbaud, tom verlaine.

Not to be rude, but, I really don't want this forum topic turning into writing discussion or questions/answers, so please refrain in the future. It's just not what this is meant for.

(Based on my experience with my abuser and mental illness)

Immoral Restraint

I'm insane, it's a fuel that burns slowly,
like a villain that torments my every thought,
take me from the pile of maniacs,
tell me I'm a unique one.

Cold hands degraded shaking like a bitch,
gala of inept, you whisper that.
pluck me up from the pit of the tawdry and deranged,
tell me I'm the gold-mine you've been looking for.

Use my blood to work your way up,
my raging anguish is the x on your checks,
distract me with velvet touches,
tell me I'm your favorite (banned word) screw loose.

Vile gasoline ignites your craving,
shamelessly earning off my suffering, viciously nauseating,
feathering bruises along my skin,
tell me I'm your property.

So frozen with malaise you take my air,
refuse to let me breathe,
I'm drowning.

Between the lightning and thunder. I see who for who you really are. A Narrcistc hypocrite there's more to life than BMWs Ferrari Porsches. Sorry I wasn't born with a wealthy pedigree Between the lightning and thunder. I walk through the summer rain alone. I'm not drinking anymore over my break up with you. You got the ring back we're through. Between the lightning and thunder. Now I know you used me as a trophy girlfriend. To throw me in your father's face tried to put me in my place. I gave you heaven while you gave me hell. The spell you had over me is broken. Between the lightning and thunder. My heart is broken. My life is happier now without you and your phony freinds. I remember those society women laughing at me. I'll live in my teepee and skip the cavier champagne mansion life. Thank you great spirit. I'm never going to be his wife.