Moving FOward-Poetry

This I actully wrote for speech and its called a scan poem. But its pretty much like a found poem. See if you recognize it all the lines were not from me only some of them were.

"Keep Moving Foward "

No one told me the right way to do this
To Get it all out
To Remove it
When is it to late, has it gone to far
To put a little love in it
Your life dreams are shattered
As time passes by
Theses dreams you had weren't over rated
The presures on
But for now I wont say nothing
I know that you can't see tommrow
But Can you feel the music all around you
Your parents say everything is your fault
You wanna run away
Lets shock them
Cause Its really you but no one ever discovers
Don't be affraid when you wanna turn back a million times
I can't help you find yourself
I will not look away this time
And they may never understand why I do what I do
But we gotta give it all we got

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Life Can't Go On-Slam Poetry

Life Like this Can't Go On

Open your eyes; see the dramatic world as if you were seeing through my small eyes.
People Living theor sour lives, People dieing their tasteless deaths.
Yet this rough life must go on.
They say their troubling lives will be okay,
Each day things will change.
Cause life this loose must go on.
Teens living lives behind closed doors.
Hiding the drugs that they think are rubies.
And the fact that they are plotting their own massive suicide,
Wanting to drag the silver shiny sharp blade across their small delegate wrist.
But life this frail must go on
Parents fighting in their shabby room attempting to stay hush,
Banging their fist against the strong wall
But trying to be silent so the children don't hear.
However this muddy life must go on.
We see the poor living on the ramshackle streets,
Struggleing to survive this awkward existence.
But we ignore because we are so so shallow,
Saying life must go on and on.
Like the sun and the moon that dance in the sky.
Ignoring the truth, Ignoring everything we know that exists in this dingy life.
This isn't changing, you don't just snap your fingers and its different.
Step up, be honest with what you see.
Our Society is dying because all they are doing is lying.
Covering up every rotten secrets.
Just saying we will let it be,
But if it was up to me, Yes Me.
Life wouldn't go on
We would step up and say
Life can not go on in this distasteful lifestyle
And change the world as I see through these small eyes
I want to be the one who makes a difference and steps up to the plate,
Like the batter about to hit the ball with a bang.
Be who I say I am, and not one of those hypocrites.
Then it all shall be fine and we can say,
Life can go on and on now.
Just like that

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The Dark Night-Poetry

The Dark Night: By Kacie Lampman


The dark night sky sweeping over the day
Tears rolling down her cheeks like the river through the bends
The sadness sets in and depression starts
The pain that was held deep inside is finally out

Everyone can now see who she really has become
The silver shiny blade held in her hand
The thoughts of suicide that runs through her mind
Finding out that her life is now meaningless.

No more light in the dark room
Nothing is left to protect her in this world.
She has been hurt way too many times.
Just like the men who have left her tearing apart.

Her heart is shattered into millions of pieces.
How can she ever trust again?
As she drags the shiny silver razor across her arm
Tears steam even harder down her face

She realizes that this pain she has cased is worse
The blood trickling down her arm
The loud scream from her mouth
The light taking over the dark,

The night becoming day
It's over, it wasn't worth it
Time to change the way she lived
Time to become something new
Something she wasn't

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The Broken Can Be Fixed-Poetry

The Broken Can Be Fixed: By Kacie Lampman

Can you see yourself in the mirror over there?
Can you see the bruises that you have or must I point them out,
Can you see the scars you have left right there on your arm,
Can you see how you truly look?
Like the mess that you try hide, but you can't

Those drugs you say you love, change you
They make you someone new, someone bad
Those scars right there on your arm, you created them
And those bruises, they are so big almost the size of my fist
You seem to be as bad as the thunderstorm outside

I need you to be okay, to survive today, for as long as you can
I want to be the one who helps lead your way through the dark alley
I feel that I need to be the voice inside your head telling you its okay
But I can't find the words to say,
The words that need to be said,

Do I stand here and watch you die
Or do I just cry for you as I watch you suffer everyday
I hate feeling like I'm on the sidelines of your life making it worse,
I feel as the need to scream in your face and say stop it is okay
The need to get on my knees and pray

I want to show you the way,
Show you who can truly take away your pain
The voice I love to hear say its okay in my head
I want you to hear too
That voice is the voice of my god

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Pomising GOD-Poetry

Promising God By Kacie Lampman

Tonight you cry, letting tears fall not bothering to wipe them away
You just want a peace of mind; you don't want to hurt tonight
Everything you are must be perfect, you hide the flaws.
Every wrinkle ironed out, every nail painted perfect
But that’s not how it turned out, no not tonight, not now

Your dress torn into shreds, your hair flying everywhere
The pain you feel now, you cannot tell anyone
They won't believe you; they might just think you're a liar.
But you know the truth; you have a voice to speak up to scream
But you let it silence you; you stay as silent as long as possible

For the fear you have that he will come to kill you if you tell
So you hide it away deep down inside you, buried in the rest of your life
No one cares anyway
You have no parents they left you long ago, when they died
The only family you have left is normally gone, and leaves you there alone

He doesn't know of the pain you suffer
All he knows is the life of a rock star, his band is everything, why would he care?
What will you do, who will you tell
It’s been a long time since it happened, would anyone believe now?
Maybe your new trustworthy boyfriend will or will he have a secrete from you

Does he hide something just like you do? What if he isn't saying something?
You tell him, He dies, you find out his secrete
You’re almost only alone in this harmful world,
Till your brother opens up and door to you,
One that promises a better life, one that promises God

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Who I am is what is around me-Poetry

Who I am is what is around me

I am the one who broke the golden rule in Eden
The one simple rule
Taking a bite of the sweet forbidden fruit and destroyed all that was
Seeing things through theses new eyes, a view I never imagined
I see all that is wrong and nothing that is right

I am the child with glassy full of tears
Lost in this shabby city, in this huge store
Seeing nothing but gigantic people who aren't familiar
Feeling sickly as if I am lost for good
Never to see my mother again, never to feel her warm touch again

I am the mother who isn’t able to feed her children tonight
They must not wait much longer or their fragile small bodies break like glass
Their stomach growl, Tearing me apart deep down inside
But I must act strong like a tree and show no fear though I am fragile and broken
They need me as much as I need them

I am the teenager locked away in this crème colored room
Kept away from everyone like I am a bad person
I just made a mistake, something small, secretive
Now they treat me like disease watching me every second of the day
Not allowing me near anything sharp because they are afraid I am going to try again

I am the steel gun you hold in your hand, preparing to shoot
Ready to take an instant innocent life away, all because of your own pain
Ready to ruin someone that believes in a faith you hate
Wanting to kill everyone just because you are who you are
Preparing to destroy a life forever

I am the man who doesn't belong in society
A danger to all, so they keep me locked behind bars
Afraid I may deal crack to some young child
Worrying that I am the main problem on the streets
Those other things don't matter till I am locked up behind these horrid bars

I am the red rose that sits in the yard,
Watching the human life pass me by, just as if it’s another day
Like nothing matters anymore
Life must go on
The cars speed by just like those walking by

I am the sun that danced in the sky, now setting
Showing the array of blues, pinks, and orange
Taking what was day and turning into night
Allowing the twinkling lights to appear in the sky
Letting the moon rise high, high above the sky

I am society
Full of hidden secretes
Full of truth
But full of lies
I am America

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Two Diffrent Worlds-Poetry

Two Diffrent Worlds

Where I am from sounds like the rowdy family at the park enjoying a reunion
The roaring of sirens as police drive down the street
Or the shout of children playing outside
Sometimes the slam of a door because he is gone for good never to return
Even of the melody coming from the church

Where I am from taste like spicy and not so spicy Mexican food that we grew up on
The gross taste of burnt food, because all has gone wrong
Or fruity like starburst showing that no one is the same we are all different
Sometimes tasteless because there is nothing to describe how you feel anymore
Even like candy so sweet like the faith I hold close to me

Where I am from looks like diversity no one cares what we look like
The sun setting at dusk bringing on the dark dark dark secretes that lay in the streets
Or the sun dancing over the sky
Sometimes jet black when the sadness sets in
Even like the red grape juice we drink to show that we are true to what we believe

Where I am from smells like fresh cooked Mexican food
The dark damp air that reeks of something the wind has blown your way
Or the scent of sweat because the children have been playing all day
Sometimes moldy food that sits in your fringe because you feel that life is not going on
Even fresh like roses that let you know someone is always by your side

Where I am from feels like soft hugs coming from thoughs you see once a year
The rough sand paper that hurt when it touches skin
Or cool like a glass of lemonade going down your throat
Sometimes sharp as the hurt felt deep down inside
Even warm like a blanket that surrounds you and protects from the cold



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Broken Shattered Lost-Poetry

So yeah i had a webook for my poetry but deleted it so i am posting it on here do not steal it. it would make me so sad if you do. I might cry (Kara told me to post so i am love you kara)
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Broken, Shattered, Lost

Tears roll down her pink cheek, like water runs down the bin
The whoosh of the waves overtaking, like the fluid falling from her eyes
Sky so gray, as dusk sets in
Her life seeming so shabby through her own eyes
She wants to scream become so loud, that not a sound is heard

They won’t even be able to listen for the whisper
The Crashing of the crackling glass
Her heart so broken
Torn apart down inside, her words seem hush
She feels as if a sharp knife is cutting through her skin

As if she will soon die because she's so frail
Roaring sirens, Crashing Cars, Clanking glass
Trying to bring it all to a shameful ending
Not to succeed at last
Sudden sadness seeping in, taking her over

Regret living down inside
Why must she live in this horror?
Why must she cry these fading tears?
One kiss turned into a million, creating a bad reaction
Being played this way hurts, but who’s to care

Click, Boom, Bang goes off the gun
The one she held to her head
Yet afraid to do it once the trigger is pulled
It shoot hits mirror
Her mood is no good for her at all

Silence in the air
Then the shiny, shimmering, shattering glass breaks and falls
So scared to go on
Afraid to change who she truly is
Letting tears fall, fall and fall not wiping them away from her soft cheeks

Just letting it all go, Not letting any of it show
This is her, this was her mistake, and this is what she must live
This is her life now

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Lift your head up High-Lyrics

Broken home, Broken Life
Sometimes things don't turn out alright
Tired of the tears at night as you lay your head on your pillow
Tired of the pain deep downinside

Sometimes its okay to cry
Not everything will always be all right
Somedays you need to lift your head up high
Show you don;t care what people think
You wont let them tear you down

You fight for yourself
You try everything can to be perfect
Trying to hide the flaws
Trying to show its not tearing you apart

Sometimes its okay to cry
Not everything will always be all right
Somedays you need to lift your head up high
Show you don;t care what people think
You wont let them tear you down

No matter how long it takes your always gonna try
You know that the past don't matter
Your gonna win this fight
The scars you have will disapear
The day wil turn to light
The Night will fade away
Gods gonna hold your hand and walk you through the lost days

Sometimes its okay to cry
Not everything will always be all right
Somedays you need to lift your head up high
Show you don't care what people think
You wont let them tear you down

Sometimes its okay to cry
Not everything will always be all right
Somedays you need to lift your head up high
Show you don't care what people think
You wont let them tear you down


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