Category poem

Nov 2 2004

02/11/04

 

 

Oh this sucks ed sucks, and I am struggling like mad,

Its been four months, since I purged, and felt the need too, but I am going the other way, am finding it so hard to eat, and I hate it, hate it HATE IT

Dont know whats worse, dont know which demon is the most horrid,

 

THEY BOTH ARE.

 

Swapped one for the other, and I feel so bad,

 

I want some answers but I have none,

 

Wrote this today, for my friends, they my inspiration, and I love them to pieces,

 

Fight

 

Keep on fighting we must,

For in each other we trust,

To keep our spirits high,

To never let them die,

 

From feelings deep inside, we know we cannot hide,

so together hand in hand,

 

WE WILL MAKE OUR STAND

 

Reaching out across this land,

becoming stronger our great line longer,

 

The inner sanctum we will protect,

 

The inner child we will respect.

 

(added this too,)

 

For all of us here, together we will not fail,

together we can see the light,

together for eternity we will fight,

 

For hope guides us, and sets us free.

You will be you, and I will be me,

 

No matter how long, no matter how hard,

together holding hands we will walk this land.

happy free together eternaly.

 

Love you all guys,

Dawn

xxxxx

Oct 8 2004

08/10/04

Feelings

The thoughts and feelings going on inside your brain,

I know are driving you insane,

But no matter how hurt you are,

To me you are a gold star,

All I want is you to keep shining, even though you feel like dying.

Know this pain will go away, and you will be free some day.

For I am around you in thought, to help your spirit when your caught,

To break those chains of torment and smash those great shoes of cement.

No longer will you drown,

rise up breath in life do not frown.

Life is so precious and so are you, no more will you feel blue.

You have me and our friendships true.

copyright Dawn chapman8th October 2004

Oct 4 2004

04/10/04

Patience

Look deep into my mirror this is what you’ll see,
This cheap and awful ugly thing looking back at thee.

I am the alter ego wanting to be set free,
Locked inside, forever this alternate reality.

But there in the corner is a tiny crack, and chip away forever if I must
I will bring you back

The mirror is a doorway where we can merge
No longer will we wake tired and on the verge

A lasting friendship is all we need
Hold hands to bring out the sunshine and fulfil our dreams

It’s not much to want good to come our way

But looking in the mirror you just don’t see

This beautiful girl a waiting patiently.

Dawn Chapman 4th October 2004.

Mirror

I looked into the mirror this morning, and what did I see?
A beautiful girl looking back at me.

I have to look twice, to see that it’s me.
But the inner child cries still, it is not me.

I have to nurture her and coax her to stop crying,
Tell her to look again, for a third time she will see,

There really is a beautiful girl looking back at me.

Dawn Chapman 4st October 2004


By kanundra • Posted in poem
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Oct 4 2004

04/10/04

Good

Think of all the good you can achieve,

It would make sense if only you believed,

This inner pain I know you want to scream and shout

it really would do you good to just let it out.

The hurt sometimes inside of you is too much for you to bare,

All you want is to end it all, you dont care,

All  you need to do hunnie, is hold out your hand

I will take it and guide you to that far off land.

You really dont have to sink by yourself any more,

I am here to hold your hand and comfort you for sure

I am thinking again of all the good and brilliance you really can achieve,

Come on hunnie,  please you must believe,

copyright Dawn Chapman, 4th October 2004.

Oct 1 2004

01/10/04

Spirit

The thoughts and feelings going on inside your brain,
I know are driving you insane,
But no matter how hurt you are,
To me you are a bright gold star,

All I want is for you to keep shining,
Even though you feel like dying

Know this pain will go away
And you will be free someday

For I am around you in thought,
To help you when your spirits caught,

To break those chains of torment
Smash up those huge shoes of cement

No longer will you drown
Rise up, breathe in life, do not frown

Life is precious and so are you, no longer can you feel blue,
Because you have me, and our friendship is true.

Dawn Chapman October 2004

By kanundra • Posted in poem
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