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 Posted: Fri May 19, 2006 7:04 pm
I haden't seen a topic for poems...So i thgought this would be a good one. Just post your poems here.(constructive critism allowed.^^) Have fun and enjoy.^^ And while i'm here i might as well post the first poem.(this ones called The Arms of Despair..)
Through the arms of despair...
I have teken with me the one i have loved
I have ripped away all that was once there
Not fully saying to her what i could have
Giving into the despair...
Having it's cold arms embrace me
Nothing inside me is spared
As the darkness surrounds me
These arms enclose me tightly
As realizations sets in
There's no point in fighting
She won't talk to me again
"Look at what all you have done"
Despair now talks to me
I have done her wrong
And for that i should no longer be
The tears now fall
As despair sinks in my being
Her name i wish to call
In hopes to repair everything
I have ruined what was there
Not knowing that it was infront of me
I have fallen into despair
For i have no where else to be
The darkness shrouds my vision
My emotions take over my thoughts
I have made the wrong decision
And had taken away what i have sought
So long and hard for
That of which i fought for.
I have judged her wrongly...
And now am paying for it fully
What have i done?
What am i to do?
Despair offers the gun
"This is what you must do"
Take me away!
I scream only in thought
As i place the gun to my head
And blow it apart.
No light for me
As blood trickles on the floor
No savior for me
And now..i close the door.
Umm...tell me how you like it i guess.....><;
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Posted: Sun May 21, 2006 2:50 pm
A very nice poem, though I do suggest you fix the spelling in some places. ... Ok... I'm bored... I'm gonna put one up... back when I was suicidal and all that happy junk.
"I'm Fine"
I'm Fine, I swear
I'm just having one of those days,
Where I can't seem to think straight,
Where I'm just drowning in accusation
Where I just can't seem to make anyone happy.
I'm Okay, I promise
I'm not thinking of killing myself today,
I'm just not feeling myself right now,
I'm just having a really bad day that's all
I'm Alright, Believe me,
I don't want to make you worry,
It only makes me feel guilty in the end,
It makes me feel like I'm taking time out of your life,
Like I'm to blame for everything
I'm unhurt, I won't lie
They haven't hit me at all,
They've just scolded,
Yelled at me for what I do wrong,
I'm not hurt, really.
I'm fine, I really am,
Just don't worry over me,
I can't take it,
I'm already going through so much already,
Just, leave me alone for now.
I'm Okay, Trust me,
I need time to cry,
I need time to sort everything out,
I need time to think alone,
I just need some time to myself.
I'm Alright, Just not myself,
I won't die on you guys,
I don't have the will to,
I just don't know what to do with myself
So I'll just shut myself away for a while.
I'm unhurt, I'm not backbiting you,
I haven't cut myself,
I haven't done anything dangerous,
I'm just out of it right now,
Trying to make everyone happy.
I'm Fine, I really am...
I just need to be myself for a while,
The side that you've never seen,
The little kid that's afraid of everything,
The little kid inside that wants to be saved,
I'm Fine, I really am......
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Posted: Mon May 22, 2006 4:09 pm
I liked yours Inuko, it was sad but the point of not showing emotion even when your trapped within such depression really rings a bell. Well since I'm here might as well create something!
"Dubblethink"
Aka Get up/Get down
I went to the doctor/Butcher this morning.
He welcomed/Forced me into the testing area.
He told me to Get up/Get down before he started to observe.
I calmly/frantically accepted the probing lights and old scanners.
But I was slightly/Horribly nervous so I left/escaped
I told myself/whoever I was to simmer down-I wasn't sick
But the thoughts/disease yanked at my conciense
I tried going into sleep/coma for awhile.
And I woke up to try to feed/vomit on something
But I was unsuccesful/Suicidal and decided to walk/run away from my house/ghetto
The black helicopters rang overhead- with threats to wake up the dead, shuddering fluttering spinning blades- makes me want to close the shades....
So I decided to stop/scream at the sight of the hospital/asylum.
Waiting there, thinking to myself-I thought I should go back.
Wondering there, besides myself, I was forced to go back.
They gladly processed/tortured me to help find my illness.
And it turned out to be I was sick/unique, sick/unique in the head/head.
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Posted: Fri Apr 20, 2007 8:37 am
Nice!
Gaia
Amazing Anime
In your computer
Adressbar keeps the site
Open it up and click on the site
NEVER boring
Loniness?? NEVER
Incantation? Maybe
NEVER say NEVER
Exciting?? ALWAYS
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 8:51 am
A Love Turned Black
A love so pure,
Bound by chanins.
Then hatred grew,
between thy two.
A sad goodbye,
A love turned sour.
The love ran black,
By end of hour.
He grew to like,
another one.
She grew to like,
no one but death.
Then sadly true,
She cut her wrist.
Now he weeps,
Of what he caused.
Uknowing what,
would be consequence.
Still she lingers in his heart.
But love for him,
Is of no more.
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Posted: Tue Jul 03, 2007 10:54 pm
“Death”
I’ve been so afraid of dying lately
Thinking of all those who seem to hate me
Of all the things that I’d miss out on
If I lost the strength to carry on
There are times my heart beats out of control
I don’t know what put me in this hold
But there is a pain that swells up inside
And this is a pain I can no longer hide
I’ve been superstitious, and I’ve been wrong
I’ve had hope that’s carried me through for so long
But as I feel my pulse I can begin to fear
That this beating’s stop is drawing near
I don’t know why I have these thoughts
Or other feelings and curses they brought
But it is there and I can no longer cope
I want to be free, and have some hope
I think about the ways that I could leave
The tricks that fate has up its sleeve
But the more I think, the more I know
This isn’t the path that I should go
I should be living, not dwelling on my death
I should be enjoying every last breath
Living with dreams, on and on
That’s what I’ve learned in this summer dawn
When the sun arises, and my friends awake
They’ll have no idea of the thoughts I take
All they’ll know is my happy smile
Of just seeing their faces, even if just for a while
Because even if I die, which will happen some day
I’ll have lived a life with no delay
My smiles, my life, my love and all
These memories of mine will never fall
That’s why I write these words of mine
To leave a note, to pass down the line
I’ll give the next a little hope, a little joy
To carry on, to the next broken boy
…I’ve been so afraid of dying lately.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 2:58 pm
Wilting hands hold roses pure
picking petals off the floor
detecting a slight change in temperature
the fire will eat them nevermore
for I have stowed them safe away
inside the tangles of my hair
the red masked inside the gray
till blood leaks out against the fair
dying it red as roses
in the firelight
stowed safe away roses
soaking the dark into my sight
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