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 Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 3:42 pm
I had this one in my journal, but now I'm posting it, along with a new one and another (god it must be getting old) emotional (bleh) lycanthrope poem...
This is "Yesterday"
Mangled and broken
Tired of hurting
Down in the depths of everything
Done in
Everything’s gone
Black as the night
Hurt expressions
Rejections
Pain lances up my leg
And into my heart
And my spine
And everywhere else goes numb from shock
And I remember
The days when I could run
And when I could trust
And love without regret
Or worry
Or pain
Mind numbing, growing pain
Beseeches me to find a cure
There is none
No hope for me today
Or tomorrow
Is I’m lucky there wont be anything after that
And I’m tired of screwing up
And tired of messing up
And tired of dragging voices with me
Into my agony
Together with myself
I’ll crawl, dragging my limb
To yesterday where I can hide in shame
To yesterday where I can hang my heart
I cannot face tomorrow, I have not forgot
Trust used up, all gone black
Where’d the light go?
They have forgotten me
Like a body afloat
And adrift, no one cares
And they have no reason to
For all the people cant see me
Or hear my dieing screams
As the pain rips me apart
And that can’t hear my calls for help
Who would help me anyway?
None
None there, none anywhere, in yesterday
They’ve all gone on for tomorrow, but hear I am shackled
And cannot get out
Not that I’m trying
The pain is the only thing I know
And it wraps around me
Will never let me go
So I sink back
Into yesterday
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 3:43 pm
This one is also not very new!
wow...
Reflections
If I showed you reality
Would you really love me still?
If I showed you the moon
Would you stand beneath it with me?
If I ran you through the wood
Would you run there with me?
If I showed you my dreams
Would you still dream of me?
If I shed my expose
Would you seek to expose me?
If I shed my Skin
Would you run your hand through my pelt?
If I gazed into your eyes
Would they reflect fear or love?
If I nuzzled your skin
Would you muzzle your cry?
If I howled to the night
Would you howl in terror?
Or love me, as shapeshifter me?
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 3:44 pm
This one has ABSOLUTLY no flow, or stanzas...oh well...
The way you move around me
It’s almost like a dace
Twisting, breathing, hesitating
Almost like your scared
As you pull me, drag me
To you
While pushing me away
And when you hold me
I can feel your heart race
Even when you shove me out
I can feel it in your arms
and when the tingles race down your spine
I’m the one who sees the goosebumps
I’m the one who sees your fear
Almost like you want me to
Like you mean for me to fall for you
Again
And when I do
It’s frantic misery
I’m not desperate
Just broken in places
Trying to heal
But it’s not like your not ripping out he stitches
And when it scars
You tear it open
And we begin again
Healing and hurting
Mixed messages
Like it’s not the same
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