Contest for Sadness/Depression, and Society

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This is a contest for everyone! The only rules are:

1- Must be your own work
2- Must have something to do with Sadness/Depression or Society!
3- You CAN use profanity
4- Only one per poet please!
5- Have fun writing them!

Poems will be judged after 13 poems are submitted!

Judging:

1st- 10 r/r/c and a place on my favs.
2nd- 6 r/r/c and a place on my favs.
3rd- 4 r/r/c
4th- 2 r/r/c
Honorable Mentions: 1 r/r/c

Confessions

Dreams I can't seem to Touch or Feel
A darkened past that I can't foretell
Nothing ever became so for real
Yet On confessions I still dwell

The base of my life was the emotion hate
falling down a pit of utter despair
The tip of my tongue like a slithering snake
nothing but pure venom to share

Moving words out without a thought
to the hatred that may aim at me
Only describing the tears in my heart
to reveal my locked up honesty

Time when love discovered doubts
when our differences started to appear
Time when that little voice starts to shout
how you dearest enemy was near

Friendship holds onto something I can't grasp
some magic within it's hidden place
Yet somehow this bond cannot be clasped
and shatters to the ground in my face

A solid wall engulfing all sensations
from the life inside the soaring light
Dripping black tears of revelations
only seeing the pain and the blight

Disturbing ways when one life is worth more
when each life has some payable price
Sinful pride unleashes blood-soaked war
like gambling with a roll of cheating dice

Imaginations overcome most reality
nothing ever stays for the same
We all dream of some vain fantasy
while reality brings us only shame

Confessions not only of I, but you
mistakes we were meant to choose
We must learn from our past and what we knew
Only then may we not always lose

Broken

Your words slice through me
sharp as a knife
my blissful happiness is gone
because of this strife
each day is the same
you break me, then put me back together
i'll go in my room to hide
when i come out, you act like you don't remember
you don't see how hurt i am
even though it's so clear
and no matter how many times i cry
you don't see a single tear
you don't understand how much pain you cause me
you'll never understand my sorrow
you don't know how many times i pray
that it'll be better tomorrow
but it'll never be better
for when i think there's finally peace
it's all torn away
it comes to a cease
i end up broken
just like before
all the suffering i've gone through
i'll go through once more
i wish you'd stop this yelling
it makes me feel like such a failure
you don't realize what you're doing
my life is becoming my nightmare
my memories are haunting me
i'm restless every night
i cannot fall asleep
all i can do is cry
the next day you come up to me
you put me together again
then you say you're sorry
and you think you've been forgiven
but there's something different now
something is not right
for a piece of me is missing
one that's beyond your sight
i feel like all my true happiness is gone
i'm in this deep depression
but nobody will ever know this
for i'm lying and pretending
i'll never show how i really feel
unless you're someone i trust
you'll never see a single tear shed
in public my pain turns to dust
but no matter what i lead you to believe
inside i am crying silently
for i know if things keep going this way
my nightmare will become my reality

~Alone~

I bow my head in shame
My tear drops are old news,
No one will love me
I am alone in my heart.
Look in the mirror
I see a sad face
I see nothing special
Nothing of a mans taste.
What is wrong with me?
I question myself,
Why do I feel so
Low in myself?
I cover my feelings
With sarcastic remarks
I am told I am pretty
But I know they are lying.
Nothing special about
Little old me
Just second best
No man will ever love me.

No it does not have to be new.....but new would be nice :)

This is the only poem-i think- about society, i wrote it pretty recently.. hope you like it. =]

Its Murder..

When you go to work each day
Do you listen for the cries?
Do you hear the silent screams they make?
Everytime they die?

When you kill those innocent children,
Do you wonder about their souls?
Do you wonder what they could've done?
If they had reached their goals?

You say thier only flesh,
Only muscle skin and bone.
But they could have been someone
If they had the chance to grow.

Remember that little one you killed today?
He could've been the new pope.
He could've changed the way the world works.
But thats something we'll never know.

That little boy could have found the cure,
To cancer, AIDS or more.
He could have saved a million lives,
He could have ended War.

When you stop their hearts from beating
Do you think of what you've done?
Its just as though you've shot a child,
With a legal machine gun.

Before you kill those innocent kids.
Think of how you're such a fool
The government's tricked you into thinking,
Into Believing, that this murder isn't cruel....

(©)

xLaurenx

The Two Mirrors

Quietly I stroll to my mirror,
Looking inside I see are all my fears.
What souls, so placid and cold,
Passing across my mirrors folds.
I lean in close and look in deep,
Praying to find something to keep.
Back and forth, my eyes do find,
Something to satisfy my withered mind.
Reaching into the cold shimmering glass,
My hand sinks in all too fast.
I find my arm on the other side,
TO find what it is my heart abides.
My body steps through with a shuttering cry,
And I look around in fine surprise.
I glace about once more,
To find what my dear heart adores.
Something floating past my ear,
I reach out hoping this object will banish my fears.
My hands close around a mysterious thing,
And as soon as it does, it begins to sing . . .
I bring this glowing picture to my face,
And look at it with great growing haste.
I find myself looking in a mirror,
And realize I've found my greatest fear.
Reflected back to me,
Is something I never wanted to see;
A little girl bleeding from the wrist,
With a suicide note written in bliss.
So I lean closer and stare so more,
To find this little girl on the floor,
Staring at me with eyes open wide,
Begging me to be by her side.
But as much as I wish I could be,
I can not be, for this girl is me.

xDarkSuicidex

this was written the end of last month..i hope it's ok..

Lightning flashes, rain pours down,
In this distance, someone sits on the ground.
No umbrella, soaking wet, so cold,
There is a story that was left untold.

She went out with her friends, when she returned,
Her family was gone, which left her concerned.
Couch was gone, and pets as well,
The only thing left was the charger to her cell.

Before she left, her family said to her,
"I hate you". Seeing her tears brought pleasure.
They said they were leaving, she didn't believe,
But now an empty house, wiped her eyes on her sleeve.

Rain began to pour, sitting waiting for them,
Can't believe they left her in the stormy mayhem.
Hoping they're just at the store, and will be home soon,
As the rain turns her into a soggy prune.

Standing all alone in her front lawn,
Standing there crying until dawn.
Finally gives up and walks inside,
Pulls out her hidden gun,

And died.

America the Great
by †!♪~*`Bryce Dressler`*~♪!†

The united states of America
is just one of a kind.
Where everyone is stereotypical
and looks come before the mind.

People living in the streets
eating out of trash cans.
Rushing into another war
without a shred of a plan.

To serve and protect
America the beautiful.
Behind the brave eyes of soldiers
is a family so fearful.

"Red white and blue to the death"
is an American soldiers pledge.
Yet our country so heartless and cruel
pushes them over the edge.

A country where a vice president
can get a pardon or pass
for shooting someone in the face
because it looked like a ducks ass.

We look down upon drugs
cocaine, marijuana, and so on said.
Yet rather than electing a war veteran
we elect a crackhead instead.

Then we elect him again
for another four years
after he took us into a war unnecessary
and drove families to tears.

A country where kids are lost
because of domestic abuse,
parents ignoring their problems
of alcohol and drug overuse.

How can you be so proud
of a country thats feared
that has driven other countries into the ground
over the last ten to twelve years.

People being shot again and again
in this country America the great.
And after all is said and done
the criminal gets to recriminate.

God bless the day
when we can finally see
the stupidity and foolishness
that we don't see on TV

America the great
or so it is called.
Our foolishness and stupidity
shall be our downfall.

(C) 2006 Bryce Dressler

(These are my views on the USA so please dont take anything said in this poem personal. THank you.)

EDIT (20 July): (Hope you don't mind, changing poem)

Beautiful. Broken. Dead.

Precious metal, slit the wrists,
Beauty hung, rope tied angel to the christmas tree.
You cry (as if you mean it...
but everyone knows you're a player)
But what did you expect out of all of this,
When you told her she was a mistake?
Your fingers comb through her blood ribboned hair,
Her passive emerald eyes lie open,
Green is the colour of envy you know?
Envy that you had a reason to live,
(She only had a reason to cry).

You once said she was the night sky,
A shining light,
(but stars are only visible because of the darkness).
But you never meant any good in what you said anyway,
Just passed plastic through her fingertips
Like money was her world,
But not everyone is like you.

She cried. She screamed. She pleaded.
But you lead her out the door,
She just wanted to be a perfect daughter...
(And you just wanted to f**k the neighbour).

Calling

I'm calling but you won't listen
Listen to what i say
You always ignore me
Every night and every day

I can't understand it
It's like I'm not even there
I'm invisible to you
Just a whisper in the air

Tell me why you won't listen
Do you even really hear
Do you see me standing
Right now right here?

Is it that you don't want to
Want to see me at all
Is it that you don't want to
Heat me when i call

And when occasionally you do hear me
Whatever i say is a lie
Do you hear me every night
Alone in my room where i cry?

I think i understand now
why to you I'm not there
I understand it all now
It's that you just don't care

i submit this poem to a lot of contests, it's only won one so far but i believe this is one of my best poems

3 MORE!

Come on People

Just let her cry
by Silhouette, of something unimaginable

She sits alone
her house silent
she just wants one wish
for that one last kiss
the love her daddy had
but is still there without him
she smiles to think
she may soon see him again
with her a brand new blade
bought from the hardware store
she sits in her room
in the silent house
others know she wants to die
but all they say is "just let her cry"

Insanity Strikes.

Her world is spinning so out of control,
Falling deeper into that dark black hole.
Thoughts of life are racing inside her mind,
Forcing her to leave herself left behind.

Trapped inside a hurtfull world she calls life,
Reaching for some support without the knife.
Pleading to the sky above, Please no more,
Questions left unanswered just like before.

Insanity strikes when the lightening hits,
Her worst crime of all she's soon to commit.
As the crystal clear rain falls from the sky,
She drowns in her sins and says a goodbye.

Copyright © Natalie 2006

1st Place- ~*~fallen~*~angel~*~

2nd Place- xDarkSuicidex

3rd Place- Noni Wang

4th Place- BrokenMisery

H.Ms~ ღ s υ ρ є я g ι я ł ღ and XxXLaurenxXx

I will r/r/c as soon as possible........

And thank you to everyone who entered....All of you were amazing writers :)

Coolie. HM.. Haha. I'm Happy With That!

xLaurenx

Haha!

Congrats to the winners! =D

And thanks for the HM ..I didn't think I'd even get that... I just randomly put that poem in there? :/

congrats winners.

Congrats everyone and *~fallen angel~*

OMG! THANKYOU :D

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