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Alright, if I didn't say it before in my introduction, I'm a dark poet as well as a writer and artist. This will be where I post any thing I'd written recently, and everything here is indeed written by me...usually during my History class. Lol, anyway, yeah, I do write poems on request if paid some amount...but that doesn't happen very often.

~Aliya aka Angel...or Freya here on Gaia.

Confusion

As the darkness consumes my mind,
As the light conceives my eyes,
As the deception controls my heart,
I begin to understand my corruption as a whole.
The blind find happiness,
The deaf find truth,
The life find their lies in a hole of defeat.
Someone found a foe,
For once I am worried,
For at the same time,
The person loses their will to live.
Love comes,
Love goes,
And at the same time it kills your heart.
Wherever you decide to go,
Be aware of the consequences that direction may cause you.
Who was it that showed me the path to darkness?
For now my life falls,
Without a way out,
While children play and wait,
You are the one that is destroyed.
For now life tries to find a way out of the darkness,
But suffers pain and torture instead.

Rose Thorn
As I lay screaming,
The blood flows quicker.
The dread darkness begins to take its toll.

The roses are in bloom,
Yet their thorns are no longer in their possesion.
They lye in the corpse in the back of the graveyard.

The death of a loved one,
One held so dear to you.
Only one could have been so bold.

So utterly cruel,
Yet they remain silent.
Silent as the grave.

One tries to run away from the truth,
That is given.
Though I and I alone can not tell you.

That is given to the faint at heart,
The weak beneath thy wing.
The crimson blood staining the rose garden.

That of the thorn,
The thorn that takes life away.
The hand with the knife.

The one that has no shame in their acts,
Acts of violence,
Murder,
Deceit,
Lust.
All are ill given.

Ill given to the ones that allow it to happen,
The ultimate price for ones sins.
The price of death.

{Delete~~ I always like looking at things in an odd fashion, and the first thing I thought when I read the word Delete, was a typo. What is the number one thing that we delete? It is generally a typo, which is why the backspace was invented haha. So as I read your poem, I did not take to it heart as if it was I, but as if I was a typo on a great master piece. The second and third stanza really hit home with that thought, and here’s how I pictured it in my head ‘Here I am but a typo, destroy my error, my act to be different but being different is always a failure. Delete me, until I am no longer a typo, if you leave me I will remain me. I know I should be the same, and if my difference to be something else is a burden, then allow me to leave forever.’ After reading it like that I was a bit..wow I never want to write a ytpo and delete it again...and then I started to put it in the context I think it was probably meant to be put in, a human being who is different. As I thought about it in this sense, it brought a greater woe to my heart, and I must say your words are ever printed upon it, trouble be us who are different. So good job on it, an A+ in my book. I’ll probably review your next one...oh probably later today. Being the holiday, I am busy as a lumberjack in the middle of a forest with a deadline (I have no clue...but it sounded good in my head)}

Defeat

Somewhere a child cries,
A dog howls at the moon.
A glimpse of hope dies down,
While a lie corrupts the living.
Souls converge with their fate,
And life accepts its downfall.
Someone once told me a life was worth saving,
But now I no longer understand.
What does human existence mean?
Everyone has a different answer,
But no one has the same one.
Life exists until it doesn't,
But there is always one who doesn't believe.
Chivalry dies out,
Death becomes more common,
And someone starts fighting back.
As the sun rises in the east,
And sets in the west,
The process starts over.
The knight comes to rescue you,
Before you fall to corruption.

One For You

No one is coming back,
No one is there.
Life goes on,
In a heart as cold as ice.
Love continues in the weak,
Deceit in the strong.
Hope is destroyed by dashed ideas,
Failure is the strong card.
You think you know someone,
Then you find out they were all a lie.
Cheating is the one thing I can't stand,
While singles do it on purpose.
The world we live in is corrupted,
So do a favor and don't add on
You live to die,
And die to live.
No one understands you,
As you are the one we all want.
Your name?
Twilight.

Knife Of Lost

Lonely in a lover’s embrace,
A kiss that leaves one dead.
His tears echo in her mind,
As she realizes that she was wrong.

She sees him before her,
His eyes glazed over.
The blood trickles from a wound,
The knife beside him.

He had taken his own life,
To save hers he had said.
She had tried to take it from him,
But only made the wound worse.

Now it was her turn to cry,
The knife in her hand.
She ran it through,
And stayed by her love forever more.

Never Lie

You said you'd love me forever,
But you left me.

You said we'd always stay together,
But you broke away.

You said I'd forget you after awhile,
But I still love you.

You said I hate you,
But you didn't really mean it.

You said come back to me,
But I ignored you.

You said forgive me,
But I will never forgive you.

Never.