drip drip drip
the blood leaving the wounds of my body seeps into the dark earth
why was it so easy to be destroyed and maimed by the ones who I thought I could trust
drip drip drip
I feel the weakness growing in me
I am alone now but what good is it to have defeated my...
even knowing me
How you know me is through another's perspective
Rather than experiencing me yourself
You take the slick words of others that leave their lips without thought
Or remorse for the poison they've led you with
The poison that generates...
so I wanted to share this.
I see the words of many men
Who speak as though their deeds are sacred
I see the very hearts of saints.
Who’ve turned from love now into hatred
I see the sky above turn black
The rivers empty, oceans red
I see an enemy everywhere
Both in the street...
darkened days drenched daily.
its own apocalyptic undoing.
For the highly functioning monsters,
who hunt alone.
Lacking a parent or two,
or maybe beginning with none at all.
segregated and alone for all to see,
Embracing the devil...
until you want something from me.
You ignore me when I need you.
You neglect my feelings and emotions for you.
You have forgotten that I exist until you no longer have someone else.
You dismiss me like a rag doll into the abyss.
I'm tired of being rejected like some nothing that...
Little girl dreaming of death
She's only sixteen but her life is a mess.
Sitting up alone all night
Feeling these thoughts that she just can't fight.
She's up in the bathroom staring at herself in the mirror,
She thinks why can nobody hear her!?
She takes out her secret box...
sun high in the perfect blue sky,
air clean and fresh,
walking along the beach,
walking through a cultural city
outdoor cafés, smiling couples;
What a day, what a day!
You pick up your toddler,
you squeeze her tight,
money may be limited
but everything's gonna be...
Making me see things that only live in imaginations
Hungry for my soul
They scream my name
Looking to make me bleed out my sins of the past
Leaving me in cold sweats
Looking and seeing nothing but hopeless barren landscape
Lost in my mind
I can't do it
It will go wrong
Living is hard
Just can't go on
I'm tired of this
Too much pain
I can't endure this
Just not again
I can't hold it in
I just need to cry
But first I have to
Just say goodbye
All I feel
Is crippling sorrow
Unable to conceive
although it was I
who did such a deed
I, just a nothing
so I plunged the knife
a cruel act of hurting
dreams that tower
and always shine
do not belong
so they had to die
with blood on my hands
my head lowly hung
I morn for my dreams
and what I have done...
I lay down close and listen
through ice and death I hear
What is this thing called love?
I ask in seriousness
does it come from those above?
Why put me to the test?
I die as I have lived
I am not full of strength
The words elude me still
and will for eternity's length...
I really did,
That was my mistake.
I put a knife to my throat,
A gun to my head,
The knife slides like butter across my throat,
The bullet tears through me,
As I'm bleeding out,
Do I see a helping hand?
No of course not,
I'm just am extra in...
that is gone
this is a hymnal
to broken bonds...
prayers for my tears,
tears my eyes lost
never were worth
as much as they cost-
prayers for my shadow,
my dark lonely life
stabbed by seclusion
each window a knife-
prayers for my heart,
it died in scream
I am now grateful
and broken dreams,
Living life against my pillow upon my bed, nothing left to be said,
Scattered thoughts filling up my empty head,
Existing again just watching the wheels roll by,
The wheels are moving round and round,
Forever yearning to be found,
Hazy shadows on my wall...
The glamorous stones draw the eye
Whilst the others: in the sun they fry.
The yellow sickle-swords taunt the dead,
Whilst the powerful lie cast upon a stone made bed.
But nor they will be remembered, still
For no soul treads the path by the mill.
and as this...
no conciliation, resisting any happiness or true elation,
Never any real communication, only trepidation with constant reservation,
Not meeting any expectation, forever in consternation, simply no explanation,
Getting old, never was bold, left in the cold,
Told to always fold...
The pain, the shame,
That I hide beneath the smile in my eyes,
And the nightmares,
They continue to wake me,
Leaving a trail of tears along my face,
Some escaping to my hands,
Leaving invisible marks of the churning emotions below the smile in my eyes.
antidotes, deprived breath like rope around my throat.
Hypnotic apparatus finally exposed, force-fed bargains for a timely decompose.
Sinfully brazen, lust of a deadly rose.
Mirrored vision of themselves I kindly give a toast. Deranged minds shamelessly untwine, given the...
through everything I could try
seems some are not meant for much
and I just happen to be such
is time to go, leave what I care for most
after all, I'm only a host
God! Answer me! why did I survive
just to wish I'd have died?
where are those who swore to stay by my side?
Out of his tapping fingertips, came all the words he had to type.
Those words that laid within his mind, through all his sleepless nights.
The fanning flames of starkness, of his reality of spite.
From Inside that mind so twisted, came the words of such...
living inside the minds of all those of the abused.
Alone with my thoughts
What's that like?
Silence is overrated
For the record, so is night
The darkness in this mind
The chaos never ends
Tears I can't cry
And happiness pretends
Coating the door
Can't shut my...
I WALK TOWARDS YOU SLOWLY MY FACE HIDDEN BY MOVING SHADOWS
YOU HEAR THE WHISPER OF MY MOVEMENTS
YOU SEE MY FORM MAKES ITS WAY TOWARDS YOU
YOUR HEART RACES AND YOU SKIN SWEATS
THIS IS WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR
YOU FEEL THE BLOOD THUNDER IN YOUR HEAD
what's commonplace is far from fear
but when the light, so faint, does fade
my own dark self may find me here
Where are you now, oh brother I loved?
We do not walk the same cold path
I thought, in life, that some might stay
a while, to stray, though night became day...
is it the moments come now.
And yet the ache still twists and completely turns.
Even though I made a home I lost the fucken house.
I thought I was safe I thought I was loved.
I was nothing but filth to be washed not smudged.
Who could expect heat from eyes so dark and cold...
Blackened misty breath entwined around a stolen kiss
Serpentine words beating an echo of past expulsions that guard the door of sincerity
Once a craving, I don't need words to see lips dance
Does nonchalant drip, sometimes
Does truth breed with contempt, sometimes
but can kill without a second thought.
Water is life upon which many seek,
But to much and you will sink.
A tree provides shade, beauty, and air
The leaves fall each season.
Then snow comes.
A beautiful yet wild thing.
Untainted, unmanned, disoriented
Yet with each snow flake...
Says the Hatter, 'What’s the matter?
Your mind is going queer!'
Says the Rabbit (out of habit)
'Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!
In my mind I think you’ll find
A cog is coming loose...
Explaining why (you can’t deny)
My thoughts are quite diffuse!'
Replies the Hatter...
First day of school
And she thinks it's a new start,
But these kids have painful words that shot deep inside her heart.
But no amount of hiding
No amount of closed doors
Could keep away the taunting of the kind of clothes she wore.
Long sleeves in the summer.
What was she...
The noise it makes has sealed my fate
It closes in.
I know I'll die to stay within
I rail against
The injustice of this cloying fence
I rush it
Smash it up
It bloodies me but gives me up
From out of blackest pits of hell
There comes a form you know too well
Upon your thoughts it feeds and dwells
And fed by fear its stature swells
You try to block it from your mind
But something in you undefined
Feels apathetically resigned
To give it what it’s come to...
Demigods of Logic and ill Wisdom
Loaded pistol pointed blank
Towards the blissful existence
Incisions into true human visions.
Walk forward blind into the firing line
Like a prisoner with his hands tied
and his Mind fried, a slave to nonexistent time,
Dead yet as well as Alive...
tongue of now
whispers of past
a funeral kiss
her touch of wreath
again I hold
the death of me...
her eyes of blue
a graveyard stare
to share a heart
she has no care
too soon she'll be
as she succumbs
the death of me
You cut my skin with your wings , I got scars I can't hideYou were never an angel , you were a demon in disguiseYou wanted freedom , but you got stuck in a cage made of lies.Lies of yours , but the world was cruelin the eyes or yours, your tears as its fuelThey never turned...
It is the poem I now do send,
A loving soul which will no longer bend,
Time has made us all jaded in this life,
Stubborn while accepting the endless and unrelenting strife,
The chaos and uneasiness now cuts like a knife,
The Autumn wind brought a chill to the air,
Is there no body else out there that can hear the alarms,
Or do they just not realize the harm of not answering the call to arms?
Or maybe by inaction they will make their choice,
And never lift their voice, so that our enemies rejoice.
Or maybe they've decided that tomorrow...
the song is replaying in my mind,
A life of procrastination, peace so hard to find,
Life moves on yet I refuse to live it, just hearing the sad songs from day to day,
Climbing the hills with my headphones on just trying to make my way,
The songs often make me smile and even...
my soul has become numb,
The stillness of my life reduced to a few little crumbs,
My mind drifts and feels all the physical and emotional pain,
Repetition of sadness and physical afflictions can drive you insane,
Nobody to turn to, just a mind left to stir and to ponder,
that is bound to be broken by careless caretakers,
the rumpled bed being silent, awake
just waiting for the new human to use me up
I am tired and have no more energy,
Who am I with out emotions,
I am the toy and the child ,
you see I am so broken but that...
All laid out to waste
Mesmerized inner glance
Pitch black circumstance
Pitched scream, ignorance
leaves copper-like taste
Waking state will deflower
nightmarish morning hour
vade retro black in power
virgin minds stay...
I am a wolf with anger that grows and grows, till the day it snaps. All run loose with thrill. we all have issues in life, is family really there ?
Can I play freely in the night underneath a moonless sky, to a forest we run, and in a cave we hide. To echoes of voices we hear...
weeks ago. I do feel better now :) It is good to empty out emotions now and then...
I have a dark side, I think this poem is pretty dark but written pretty well. Here goes nothing...
The sound of crickets chirping in the dreary Autumn night,
One man sprawled upon his bed left...