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"Alone"
Sitting here watching all the people walk by,
alone i stand the birds my only company,
how i long to walk like them,
I see them grow-up they are always changing,
i am frozen in my state never aging,
On the outside you see happy and free,
Yet i am confined and alone,
I wish to feel,
I want to learn,
This feeling it burns so much,
No one cares about me as i stand in the rain,
No umbrella to keep me dry or person to keep me warm,
frozen here i wish to walk,
frozen here i want to be you,
I need to feel and love like you,
but frozen here i will stay...Forever.
I have to say this is one of my favorite poems....
-Last year 9th grade-
Anthony Carabellese
 Starboy · Mon Oct 30, 2006 @ 01:24am · 0 Comments |
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"The Watcher"
Perched up high here on my post,
Seeing everything all the way to the coast,
The stars up high twinkling above,
Makes me feel as though im a dove,
Watching everything i see two people,
arguing it seems i can hear them from this high pole,
their faces cruel angry so mad,
It makes me feel the emotion of sad,
Should i swoop there to stop them,
maybe i could chirp a small hem,
hoping they would feel a little better,
maybe something as if a sweater,
Yet still they are arguing it seems,
what is this he has stopped her screams,
a gentle kiss is all it takes,
to make you stop and take a brake....
-Last year...Not so proud of this one, but eh...-
Anthony Carabellese
Starboy · Mon Oct 30, 2006 @ 01:23am · 0 Comments |
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"A Night to Remember"
Another pain struck through my heart,
Never forgetting how it was to start,
I start to cry it hurts so bad,
Giving myself a helping hand,
Hearing my heart beat faster and harder,
The pain in my soul keeps getting stronger,
Tingling inside me I try to let go,
Over and over this pain just wont go,
Remembering back on those days now,
Every pulse in my body trembling, but how
Memories wont leave me alone,
Everything is still coming every night when i'm alone,
Memories of you hurting me,
Bearing inside I wish to be free,
Every second of the day all i hear is my heart,
Remembering those days now, how i wish i could part...
-Last year 9th grade-
Anthony Carabellese
((pst every first letter of every line....put um together and you have A NIGHT TO REMEMBER!))
Starboy · Mon Oct 30, 2006 @ 01:22am · 1 Comments |
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(this is dedicated to my best friend Savannah)
"I watched her weep upon her bed,
Never wanting this feel of dred,
Hating herself i dont know why,
Wishing that he just wont lie,
About all the crap that hes done wrong,
She just turns on her favorite song,
Trying not to show her tears,
Trying not to output her fears,
She plays with the knife in her hand,
Wishing she could leave this land,
But as shes about to cut down,
She looks up with a frown,
Stopping what she almost did,
Hoping soon she would be rid,
Of the thought of him leaving her,
She would be lost in a blur,
Of the feeling deep inside,
But no longer she can't hide,
Her eyes water with a glimps of doubt,
But no worries she will figure out,
Why she could not be with him,
All these emotions feel like sin,
Burning in her she said no more,
But then she ran and slammed the door,
No longer will this pain get here,
Because hes not gone and there is nothing to fear."
Made in the 8th grade by Anthony Carabellese
Starboy · Mon Oct 30, 2006 @ 01:21am · 0 Comments |
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I dont like this one but WTF
Untitled:
When you have nothing but depression what do you do,
You feel achy and dieing to undo,
everything you've done wrong,
listening to your favorite song,
you can't shake the feeling you have of doubt,
all you do is sit there and pout,
thinking soon you will die,
as the blade lays by your side,
you grab it firm and look once more,
to see if you've locked the door,
so they cant save you as you scream,
you never wanted to be part of the team,
you pretend all day that your happy...you must,
or then you may just break your friends trust,
soon you break down and want to cry,
wishing to know why you want to die,
your not sure anymore and you start to forget,
as the blade crosses your wrist you start to regret,
but its too late your already gone,
and all they have left is your favorite song....
I made this in health class sweatdrop
Starboy · Sat Dec 10, 2005 @ 05:44am · 2 Comments |
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