no title as of yet.

The pain and suffering
   of one individual
Has lead to the pain and suffering
   of the world.

We’ve seen it many times:

          Colonialism, our forefathers
          Slavery, Civil War
          The Holocaust, innocent people dying
                                                  because of what they looked like,
                                                                              brown hair, brown eyes…
          The Civil Rights movement, MLK standing in front of Lincoln:
                                                  Two great men who wanted
                                                                                               CHANGE

Gangs in our school systems,
Children as young as 10 knowing this
                                            knowing this
Picking sides, picking colors,
(their fate, their destiny)

Weapons, fists, friends, family, “respect”

Destroying innocent people, bystanders,
Just because they look different
Just because they believe in something different.

Just because.
Just because.

That phrase rings like gunshots
and the result of that weak statement
is blood.

Wounds. Families hurt.
Families seeking revenge. Pain.
Suffering. In circles

And circles. Wounds.
                         Mothers planning funerals
                         For their sixteen-year-old daughters
                         Only to find graffiti designs
                         On her tombstone months later------ In Loving Memory Of….

Revenge. Blood.
Sacrifice. Lives. Death.
Circle. Suffer. Wounds.

It never stops.

When will it stop?

Hey there, kiddos.  Well, college has taught me a lot.  And here is a poem that is on this site that I have updated.  Ironically... at the same time as its last updation.

Enjoy.

Season Finale

Being destroyed so quickly,
Yet I'm hiding as I talk to you...
I'm scared of the outcome.
I don't want to face it, even though I know it's true.

So throw it around, as if it means nothing at all.
I'm all for it, just give me a straight reason
Then we'll call this our last of the season
And sing out loud to the crowds below.

From the start things weren't staged
Our shadows followed us to this day
You've let them conquer everything--
Plus the view.

In this hole I'll subside
Until the light is shining on me
Cue-ing me,
To start anew.

So throw it around as if it means nothing at all
I'm all for it, just give me solid reason
Then we'll call this the last of our season
Maybe this year we were never meant to be.

As our words ganged up
It beat my emotions down.
Now I'm falling...
My bloody outcome is your success.
I could never think straight...
All because of you.

So now it's grounded, and it means everything to me.
You're all for this, I gave you a solid reason
Now we'll call this the end of our season
And as soon as the door shuts, we're through.

© Amanda Vogler - August 20, 2004
Updated: September 4, 2004 - 1:07am.
Updated: May 14, 2006. - 1:07am.

Hi!  Still alive.  I'm in Vermont for college.  I've still been writing, and I think I have two poems I want to share...... I think.  I wrote them last night while in Cree.  We had an open mic night the other night here, and people were reading poetry and it was so awesome.  I started trying to write stuff like that.  We'll see how it works out.. and if I ever do read them.  And, I think I'm just going to post one.. Enjoy.

So Long Thursday

Three weeks gone, yet I still can’t get enough
   Of your taste, your touch, your smooth black sheets we so discreetly get lost in…
But you’ll never see me again. No, never.
   I’m not up to par with your, other far more prettier girls.
Just a stain on your white t-shirt.
   I shouldn’t complain, this was my agreeing, but I’m hurt by the ways
             you’re playing and how you want me and then how you ditch me.
And, I’d ever so much like to hear you say you miss me…
   But this is only wishful thinking.

ã Amanda Vogler - October 6, 2005.

This one.. off the top of my head.  The idea for the first line came at the end of Feb, and then at the end of March, I just decided to work with it.  Took me five minutes tops.  Enjoy.

This I wrote after Thanksgiving.  It's lyrics.  I hear 'em in my head.  I'm finally posting them now because I just finished some more lyrics that to me, seem cheesier than these.  heheheh.  I've been getting into using quotation marks more.. as if someone is actually saying those lyrics.  eh, you'll see.  I started using the phrase "I'm so bad at this" and "I'm just so bad at this" when I was clumsy or made a mistake or did something wrong.. and it became catchy.. so I used it in lyrics.  Enjoy. 

PS - I think I'm finally starting to kick butt with my titles.  ywahaha.

Permanent Lapse

You're so amazing, but I can't hold my breath any(much) longer.
My walls aren't crumbling; I was saved from the disaster.

Your corpse seemed to fall much faster..

And every now and then I wait for the time
To come around and maybe I'll say 'You're not mine.'

And we'll define what's yours and define what's mine.

The past is slowly fading as the future is arriving
And I get so lost not knowing what to do
But every single time I lie
In bed each single night I cry
I only think of you.

I'm so bad at this.
I'm just so bad at this..

Is what it has come down to - the final lies.
The last wave goodbye. the last drop of silent cries.

My eyes were tainted with your smile.

But now I see it's all worthwhile
Maybe now I'll go the miles
To get, away, from you................
To get away from you.

The past is slowly fading as the future is arriving
And I get so lost not knowing what to do
But every single time I lie
In bed each single night I cry..
I only think of you.

Save your poison for another day
This time I'm doing things my way
I don't even want to hear you say.......

"The past is slowly fading as the future is arriving
And I get so lost not knowing what to do
But every single time I lie
In bed each single night I cry
I only think of you."

But I'm just so bad at this.

© Amanda Vogler - November 27-29, 2004.  Title: December 8, 2004.