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Maybe

The Girl

Tepid tears travel down her cheek
As though her soul has sprung a leak
Mischeivous misery abides in her eyes
And her ears are held prisoner by his lies
She's been growing weary of this fight
Too much tension between wrong and right
Her skin is ashy, deathlike, and pale
She's grown sickly from try to fail
Still she savors the happy yesterday
When she didn't need to choose her way
With this momento tucked away
She says good-bye to her last day
Suddenly, silently she falls to the floor
And misery controls her never more.

Sitting Duck

Satan

Satan is evil
So are the thoughts
in my mind
My soul is polluted
Satan is inside me
But I'm scared
to push him out
Will I lose my love
if I become clean?
Evil is all around me
And I can't escape
Satan's hold.

Pieces

The theif

It's slipping away from you
Faster than you realize
It stole your youth
and your innocence
It framed the sparkle in your eye
With fine lines and crows feet
You only have a little left to
Fill your empty cup
The dreams you once dared to dream
Are lying dormant
Slowly turning to dust
Take it by the neck
Make yourself worth the struggle
Be the you you have always desired
Don't let the theif eat anymore chances
Don't let time be the theif.

Blind Suicide

Alone

She's huddled in a corner
In the dark
Alone
She lives in denial
She stands alone
No one knows how to help her
No one knows how to care
She's on the outside looking in
Her life seems so unfair
On the outside, she's so solid
On the inside, she's so confused
She's heading down a path of uncertainties
Clueless of her danger
Confused about her life
She's getting too sick
She pulls out a knife
She reaches out for help
Not wanting to let go of her life
But not wanting to live another day
She sees a bright light
It won't be long
The pain has disappeared
Now that she is gone






Maybe

I can feel myself falling down.
Maybe I don't possess the will to catch myself.
Maybe I'm too tired to try.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.
Maybe I will find home.
Maybe I will be able to smile.
Maybe someday I won't cry.
Maybe the future reveals the answers.
Maybe I will laugh sometime.
Maybe people will be kind.
Maybe someone will love me.
And maybe,
Just maybe,
I will love me.

The Girl

Trapped

I am stuck, Between woman and child
A sitting duck, Not meek yet so mild
How do I get free,Do I run or hide?
I'd rather just be!
In whom to confide?
This world is lost,I'm never found.
For what is the cost, Do you hear the sound?
Fleeting thoughts,Many dreams.
Just do's and do not's, Not as they seem.
God is here, Yet he is quiet.
Am I near? Did you buy it?
I give up! You keep believing.
Drinking the cup, Allow deceiving.

Satan's pollution

Pieces

Pieces of me are scattered
Ignore what you see
My dreams are shattered
Pieces of my heart are marred
No one hears my plea
No one can see I'm scarred
Thoughts in my head spin round
I scream for help
But I make no sound
Why does no one notice this pain?
I feel so deserted
Under too much strain.

Time

Suicide

My life is nothing
but an endless cry
As I sit in my room,
waiting to die
And my bleeding heart,
nailed to the grave
Betrays the love
that I can't save
With fallen angles
upon my breath
I find myself
alone with death
So ignore all
that I have said
Someday soon you'll find me dead

Alone