Standing in the rain.
No drop is touching me,
They just pass me by.
Alone in the void.
When i'll lose you
then i'll lose the fight.
Time is what i hate now.
Winters are bitterly...
I Cant Sleep - Poetry has been my outlet, when I have been unable to communicate openly and out loud with my words or had no one to communicate to or understand what I was...
I haven't written any poetry in a long while. People read it and then move on with their lives. I'm not inspired much anymore.
Crushing my last cigarette,
I think of you for the last time.
The stillness makes my bones ache,
like a weary rocking chair’s angst...
Work Horse - We bow our heads
Ignore the sun upon our our backs.
Ignore the blisters that rise
From the unforgiving leather
Which binds us
To the plow we pull behind.
We don't dare...
When You Are Too Sad To Pretend To Yourself - When you are just plain too sad to lie to yourself, that's when you express yourself best.
In my Emma's playhouse,
Just beyond my eye...
Fly Away - I remember
When I could only fly in my dreams.
Chains held me down
Lowly to the ground
I looked to the sky
Screamed out GOD's name
HIS hand reached down
But I was too...
Feeling Empty and Wanting to Disappear - As Time Runs With An Unknown Ending Date, It Catches Many By Surprise. (Me Included)
The feeling of emptiness is taking hold of my...
My Hope Is -
Im holding a telescope but know nothing of future,
my dreams are made of gold yet are covered in ashes,
My hope is sleeping and i feel alone.
At My Worst - When I am at my worst, poetry comes at it's best.
Written When I Was 13, Depressed Then! - Darkness falls
Minds UN rested,Time no barrier,
Knock. . . knock. . . early... he is.
Pain vibrating through souls,
Tension betrays the...
Self Revolution - Shedding excuses
What do you have when you hide?
The truth is nothing but untruth if left unshown
I Can Pretend - I CAN PRETEND I HAVE EVERYTHING, AND MY HEART WILL SING,
I CAN PRETEND I KNEW, BUT I CAN'T PRETEND I HAVE YOU.
I CAN PRETEND NOT TO CRY,AND I DIDN'T TRY,
No Title - Behind my eyes, the tears hide the pain, behind my smile, my jaw clenches tight, fighting the need to scream and tell everyone "no I am not alright, I am not okay...
Passionate And Creative - Naturally, when you're in an intense emotion, you are passionate. And when I get emotional, I like to channel that strength into something creative...
When the Tears Flow the Words Fall Into Place -  ...
The Dark Brings Out the Creativity - I guess because when I am depressed, I find comfort in words. Finding a way to express how I feel. I find it more difficult to...
I Hate You - I hate u I hate it when you say hello I hate it when you think I care I hate it when you show CARE I hate the way you stay calm and never look mad no matter what i say...
The Night Has A Thousand Eyes - The night has thousand eyes,
And the day but one,
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying sun.
THe mind has a thousand thoughts eyes...
Happiness Kills Creativity... - I've always felt this way... I just can't seem to find my creativeness when I am happy... I have always written some of my best stuff when I am...
Its Bloody True You Do - Neglected Wife!
Why do you say you love me?
When your body you deny.
Why do you only kiss me?
For your affections I do cry.
Why can't you...
I can't drink away my pain, because every morning my long term memories are still intact.
Hate And Guilt - hello, this is a poem i wrote the night i planned on taking my life, iv never shared it with anybody untill now i thought id be criticized for the stuff that's in...
It Comes Naturally - ok, so i'm no great poet any time, but there's something about feeling down that just gives me this urge to write. and somehow being sad just makes all the...
Rescue Me - The Light
I keep denying.
Staring me in the face
But I turn and walk away.
The darkness sounds sweeter
The lies it whispers
Gently in my ear
This Is Loving? - (Not really a story.. Its a poem)
Dear friend, my love, stranger
You are all of those above
I can't really tell which i am to you
I feel everyday i dont see you...
Kinda Sucks Tho - i only seem inspired to write when i am upset. i have tried to write when i am happy but weirdly enough i think my better stuff is when something is wrong. ...
The Caged Bird Sings - Looking out
Between the unforgiving bars.
The world keeps going
Spinning this beautiful web
This beautiful web of lies.
Lies that state
Everyone is free.
Cleansing - When I was going through a really terrible time in my childhood, I turned to writing as an escape. That's when I started writing poetry on a regular basis. As a result...
Time Is Running Out For Me - As Time Runs With An Unknown Ending Date, It Catches Many By Surprise (Me Included)
The feeling of emptiness is taking hold of my insides and draining...
Prison - Everyday I fight the walls I built,
That keep me in this hate and fear and guilt,
A thousand doors line the walls before me,
Doorknobs gleaming as if to taunt me,
Maybe Not.... - I've thought about this.
Could it be the other way round? That when we're most deeply in those dark shadows that harden into horrors of helpless sorrow, our true...
Just Dont Care - The pain i once felt the hate i once had
have just passed
its like u cased me under your spell
get away from me go to *******
it feels like its not even worth...
The End - I wrote this poem back in Feb. 1986 when depressed: ( it resembles an atomic bomb when printed)
All Because of You - i look at you now and i wonder,
why was my love not enough,
baby your my addiction,
all my dreams.
all my hopes.
all my happiness,
was all because of you...
When I Am Blue - When I am sad when Iam blue
Why is it then I can only write about you?
When I am sad when I am blue
I have no problem writing that you are poo...
Tears go away-
Try your best to wash away before the coming if the new day
Erase yourself from the cuticle of my eye without scarring the iris
Attempt to become illusions of my...
Not My Dad - Why did you hurt me,Why did you force my will.You were supposed to protect me,Yet my soul you intended to kill.You taught me pain and betrayal,You molded the adult I...
But... - I'm not allowed to be depressed, so I'm scared that I'll never be able to reach my dream of being a professional writer.....
Her eyes are dark
she sees not what damage she does
she already knows
her face is pale
she looks like a ghost
shes turning into one
this girl used to smile at...
will the real mother please stand up -
I write poetry. I love poetry(:
I like the fact that you can write how you're feeling, that's it's calming, and entertaining. I write mostly dark poetry. I write love poems here...
I write poetry I love it ...
how you gently weave the words into a wonderful song that only you can hear ... I love poems and poetry I do I feel like it gets out all of my...
I call this, "Old isn't better."
Dress the girls up in dresses,
dress the boys in suits,
we might as all be mutes.
We speak, you don't hear,
stuck up your own rear.
You say we...
Just going through some of my poetry... And I thought I would share some (:
I wrote this poem for the man i loved, my best friend, when he was still with us in this life - R.I.P...
YOUR LITTLE GIRL'S GONE
Everyday she smiled. Every night she cried. Would she win this endless fight?
The sun would rise, and it would set. She's dying inside, you wanna bet...
You have a past
but it’s just that
nothing to regret
you’ve made mistakes
you’ve fell and risen
you’ll make mistakes again
but you recognize that
which is one of many...
I like to write funny poetry like this limerick I made in class during the poetry unit
I once had a cat
He looked like a rat
I took him to school
But he fell in a pool
The Truth About You and I
I've got bruises highlighting my skin
And cuts stringing along my soul
Your only objective here is to win
And my goal is to be in control
Message at the Bottom of a Bottle
I'm afraid you and I are too easy to coerce
Because guilty is just too close to guilt free
And I can't decide which is worse
You break me down...