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Chyna Jade, 24 december 2011

Buzzing

Flies buzz in my aching ear
Reminding me of something I need to hear
I swat them not wanting to know
In front of my friends… Normal is hard to show

Shadows above me head like ink clouds
Covering, suffocating in black shrouds
My friends watch as I fight back air
Not seeing my darkness it is so unfair

Shame I feel for being strange
And I leave quickly out of range
So my voice they won’t hear a sound
As I scream my shadows into the ground

I hate them as I watch them crowd again
Never leaving me for I can’t win
They envelope my dragging heart
Stabbing already knowing where to start

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Chyna Jade, 27 december 2011

Holds Me Like A Child

This is the sound of my heart
Beating for a simple change
This is the guilt from the start
That was never out of range

For it never leaves my aching side
Holding on like a mothers child
Fearful behind me grabbing my dress it will hide
Feeling horrible to call it mine I am defiled

So what can this come to be?
This guilt holding me tight
This child I can always see
Awake or trying to sleep in the night

I will do nothing for it grows
Maturing into an adult
As the more pain causes to show
Sadly this will be my entire fault

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Chyna Jade, 10 july 2012

Swimming

River of thoughts
The nightmares I fought
The eyes they have caught
You...
Only you...

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Chyna Jade, 21 december 2011

Consumed

I am infatuated by this pestilent world.....
Unsettled by its grotesque growth....
Yet so soundly in love with its rashness
to destroy towns and monuments
when not ceasing to see the true beauty among her.....
We build upon her fertile body and we consume her skin.....
Tearing and raping this perfection we make
'Necessities'
out of......
Do you now shed a tear for her....
The angels do....
Raining upon her body to help her stay strong......
We consume what we preserve and we preserve what we consume.....
So tell me this.....
'Who decides what? '
Is it a decision so tenacious that we dare not speak it!
Or be it the turmoil within ones moral that is broken every time her
body is beaten and set a flame......

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Chyna Jade, 31 january 2012

Insignificant

Screaming pain I ask for someone to care
It has no meaning if your voice is weak from being Insignificant
That you have to stand and raise your hand
For people to notice you
And for your microscopic brain to comprehend
You are Insignificant
My fear of stepping out of my house
Then treading in my rut
Like I’m happy but it is not true
For I am Insignificant
Because behind the smile I ache
For something meaningful and important to do
But I am Insignificant
Yet no matter how hard I try my bad luck will kill me
And I will be another headstone that nobody knew
And I laugh at my own weakness so pathetic
I make myself sick with rage
Still I am Insignificant
I wish my life were over so I can disengage
To you I am happy and to me you are

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Chyna Jade, 27 december 2011

Blasphemy

There is a nervous bleeding in my heart
I try so hard to tell you but don’t know where to start
I so badly need to blurt this insanity out
So my mind is free to wonder without doubt

And all I want from you is your attention
But for me to say, to even mention
Blasphemy you would cry out loud
And lookers would become a crowd

So why speak to cause only stress
To make my temples sore to which I caress
Headaches and heartaches all in the same day
With all the thought coming to my mind in dismay

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Chyna Jade, 31 january 2012

Crunching Sounds

Pull the covers over my head
So I don’t have to hear what you said

Quiet now I am asleep
Under this world too deep

Off in dreamland filled with wonder
But what is that I hear? Thunder

No it is your voice that keeps on yelling
And still I don’t really care what you’re telling

Yet you shake me awake to say to me
That I am worthless and I need to see

Why do you ruin my sweet, sweet dream?
And take a notch down on my self-esteem

Does it bring you pleasure
As you take my life for your treasure

No I am not worth that much
But what I am is the bones under your feet that go crunch

Crunch…
Crunch…
Crunch…

There I go
To where I dare not know

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Chyna Jade, 24 january 2012

Shadow Lands

In the shadow lands of my sorrows
I weep for there is no tomorrow
Tears fall down to the ashen ground
Too petal soft to make a sound
But I weep not for you
Or all the things I once knew
But I weep for lost hope
For this land and I do not cope
Still my shadow lands are a barren escape
And I run until sweat soaks my nape
My neck, my body quivered with this joy
As I fell into the arms of my childhood toys
Hope at last arise with this never lasting moment
And into the wind my soul was sent

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Chyna Jade, 21 december 2011

Along side the Moon

Its soft yellow glow
Lights the travelers way
Weary and not knowing where to go
Yet here is Gods night-light
So the adventure can show
It s great path night or day
Without stopping the flow
Of his feet following the flight
This flight of freedom he does not know
Never loosing his way
For the round moon gives direction
Adventure he keeps in mind
With the love of inspection
To have his heart beat with the wind
As he takes in earths perfection
All alike and all different kind
For he walks alongside the moon so he can lend
Because a poet by all means he is
Seeing all and writing with words
Because ha can not dismiss
This complicated rhyme scheme
And the beauty of poetry’s bliss
As this poem becomes heard
By using unique sayings that become like a kiss
So soft as the moon light gleams

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Chyna Jade, 24 december 2011

Blisters by a Puppeteer

It hurts this pain I can’t explain
But what do I do I can’t tell you
Names I can’t use for it causes shame
Yet I need to because I write so true

As strings dance me away from thee
Believe me friend I’ll love you until the end
Even if we are both filled with misery
Oh how I took advantage, Oh how I did depend

Unfair I know as I followed wherever you go
As a dog with a leash connected to she
But if not how would I ever know
About love with no strings above

Like a puppet giving blisters gift
As others command in push and shove
Yet you friend pain you gladly lift

Although you have the same deal
But with out anyone to lean on so blisters can heal
I’m just so glad I have you to love

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Other poems: Swimming, Who am I?, Pluto that is I, My Room, Insignificant, Imagine, Crunching Sounds, Fighting with Myself, Shadow Lands, Left by a Cliff Hanger, Behind Smiles, Holds Me Like A Child, Blasphemy, Buzzing, Blisters by a Puppeteer, Alone in a Crowded place, Consumed, Along side the Moon,

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