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Stormy Nights
Feb 20, 2014, 3:26 PM
The Urge

I think of suicide almost everyday,
Sometimes cutting takes the pain away,
My friends look at my scars in disgust,
They don`t know, but cut i must,
A burn or a bruise,
I won`t win, I`ll lose,
A cut or a scar,
No shooting star,
Can grant my wish of being free,
Can let me die, no more agony,
I want to leave,
No-one will grieve,
I`m useless, worthless, pointless,
I`m just a dissapointment,
Are you okay,
People may say,
Everytime I lie,
I say I`m fine, but I cry,
Only on the inside,
I have to hide,
From the knife,
From the tragedy of my life,
So please kill me now,
Is there another way, how?
I don`t see the light,
I can not fight,
Give me the benefit of the doubt,
There is no other way out.


Twisted Memories

We can only run so fast
But the memories always last
They chase and follow
And leave us hollow
Through every twist and turn
They sizzle in a slow burn
Swallow us like a dark mist
Choke us with their vengeful fist
They haunt us over the years
Make us shed sorrowed tears
We can’t escape these
Twisted Memories
What you did still haunts my mind
But I keep it where none can find
A dark tinge on my soul
I can never be whole
Trapped inside perpetual night
Swallowed away from the light
My smile has turned into a frown
I can’t escape these
Twisted Memories


Consumed

What have you done to me?
a black cloud of betrayal as emotions bleed.
once we experienced paradise,
childlike and innocent,
but your love drifted away.
sickening pool of agony-
tears follow pain, follow darkness,
love burnt to ashes.
in a torrent of tears,
I still love you.


Imprisoned

Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel,
always lost, always alone,
frozen here,
waiting.

Tortured forms wrought in panes of glass loom
as dust dances in the air,
forming an image in my mind,
infiltrating my darkened soul:

Blood on humanity's face.

I raise my head, now embracing
this uncaring darkness.


The Night Ritual

Around, all around, the sinister creatures
gather.
my dread grows as the Dark One's
touch falls against my neck.
It mutilates me, and darkly my
blood drips
to the cold, uncaring tombstones.
In my madness I call your name
while Death's shadow surrounds me.
Now alone, my love falls upon
uncaring eyes.

This is hell.


Ever Pain

Pain never rest
pain always there
none would be bad
I need you to hear
I upheld an ever pain
but you never came
pain never rest
and so my life must end.


Tortured

I am tortured by the pain
there is no forgiving my despair
I am tortured by the blackness of my mind
there is no forgiving my suffering
I am tortured by my soul
there is no forgiving the way you treated me
I am tortured by my sins
you will never understand my despair
Music to drown out the pain
there is no forgiving the darkness
I am tortured by the pain
death is a welcome end to my despair.


Alone

I cannot go on with the pain
I clam alone in my despair
I am tortured by pain
I am alone in my suffering
I must escape my soul
I am alone in the way you treated me
I cannot go on with my twisted dreams
I am alone in the cruelties of the world.


I'm Not Supposed To

I'm not supposed to love you,
I'm not supposed to care,
I'm not supposed to live my life,
wishing you were there.
I'm not supposed wonder where you
are or what you do,
I'm sorry I just can't help myself,
I fell in love with you.


How I Feel Sometimes

My sisters and brother,

I wonder if I was not born would they feel like something was missing?

Would they feel cold and alone with out my love?
I close my eyes as I feel the cold wet drops from the sky up above. They cool my scarlet cheeks as the hot tears burn inside me.
Tearing at my heart strings.

Humming softly up to mother moon. She soothes me with her glow. Her light engulfs me letting me know one being loves me so.

Unwanted in this life
None to wonder what if they never saw or heard from me ever again.

I could not just leave someone, with out a care
without a tear.

Many have come into my life,

I have not forgotten you dear ones.
For you hold a spot in this cold heart.

ghost_of_bluebiyou
Feb 21, 2014, 4:34 AM
Beautiful poem.
But before you throw it all away, try a psychotherapist.
You're obviously beautiful, but common to women, subject to dark and depressive ideas.
Please turn from them. Life truly has virtually infinite love once you understand... once you get past your demons.
You're just at the low point of the curve now... getting into morbid albeit graceful poetry.

More later,
Blue

void()
Feb 21, 2014, 7:15 AM
Think I still recall how ...




The Fallen

Words scattered on a screen
They barely mean a damn thing
Silhouettes dancing behind fires
Perverse and wretched, lucid desires

Walking on past crumpled funereal pyres
Trapped, lost to their empty quagmires
Slivers of reflected moonlight seen
Never knowing what may have been

Voice lost unto revolution's din
Angel playing the lyres
Eaten the defilers
Let war begin!