Harsh Reality
And there he sits. No entry allowed. He is stone, no chips. Don't cross that line. You'll not find anything it's closed and barren. How he came to be I don't know. But the stillness it affects me so. I stiffen at the thought of his touch.
to red to be blue
your mistake caused me and you to have no one to love
tears
i share these tears been hurting for ten years lost in a crowd of cheers locked up in the sadness my friends that are dear my happiness never seems to draw near im tired of these tears
my murderer
my murderer is me from the sea to the death and missery i hate me today just losing out to all you people here ok my lowest hour is here you can say what you have to say that won't change that my murderer is me death and missery
i pushed you away save our love
maybe i pushed you away im falling every day drowning in the rain save our love save my heart we could rise above you hate me forever girl ill be there just for you please remember me maybe i pushed you away save our love
who i am
this is an old one...but it is my writing and of course i love it
Farewell
This is what happens when you part with the one you loved with all your heart.
The End.
i have lost control of my life. i need to figure it out. my heart is empty. my last posted poem.
The One for Me
I met him online We connected He believes I hurt him I don’t know how When we spoke, our thoughts coalesced And I knew what he would say before he hit the keys And not ten minutes ago, why did I feel the need to revisit a previous poem
what is friendship
sick of people hating me and not getting to know me
my pain is my fortress
my pain is my fortress in sorrow on a raindrop of sadness and hate you hurt me forever that will be my fate every second every day and yes you will piss on my heart as i fall to the ground as i fall down my pain is my fortress in sorrow and missery a
hollow heart
drifting through my hollow heart sifting through my hated soul looking through my saddest eyes for nothing for pain is my lonely mind dying deep inside pointless world saddest heart
does love exist
does love exist no love is hate hate is love i am real but i am not you are wrong but you are right so from my hollow heart goodnight
if you could see my pain
if you could see my pain you would see it forever thats how long it is just going down this lonely world alone and no one can see who i am the darkness shadows over me to close my eyes in vain if only you could see my pain if only you was my friend i
dark river flows
dark river flows hard to see where im headed and where i need to go only thing i trust is this lonely road no friends no love no soul planetary confinement i only travel alone because no one knew how my sadness grew and grew
The End
Inspired by the ending line of Bentlee’s free verse ...life comes in circles....: “... there's a start to an end of the life that you lead.”
I wish....
I wish i was the one you saw, But wishes don't come true. I wish i could see others, But all i see is you. You finally said hi, My heart did 10,0000 flips! I thought i could fly. But then you took her hand, I thought i would die. Too bad wis
the love that the river devided
you left me alone for eternity my love
Blues
Sometimes you feel like a motherless child.
The Search
Do you ever feel like something is just missing but you can't put your finger on what it is?
Lifes Groove
free style
ENTRAPMENT
Darkness falls and envelops him Such darkness he knows, comforts the black soul Openly shows it, relishing in its dark glow Seeks to darken those with light, cast long shadows where he might Caresses the souls of those he knows, entrapment the go
HIS THRILL
Having to resist my love Having to pretend I’m dead Having to not feel, when all I do is feel Are you doing the same thing? Or, is your life the way it was meant to be? Your way…. Is your indifference real; was your love ever real? Or, was it
You Think You've Won
You think you’ve won So used to it, boast of it Push and pull, wear down all Open your mouth, people hurt Your own blood sees you for what you are Indifference is your name In and out of people’s lives Pull them in, weave your web Destruction
When the clocks stop
Sometimes we feel that the clocks just stop and nothing has sense.. Somebody I've lost..and will never retourn...
girlfriend died in car crash miss her so much
5 monthes ago my girlfriend died in a car crash. I miss her so musch, and she was only 20......I visited her on her birthday at her grave....and then i wrote this poem
East and West
There is a peculiar air It comes to me from the east East is where “it” resides Gaining strength in the open sunrise It cascades and filters down toward the west West is where I reside, with the sunset Can sunrise and sunset coincide? How I w
my words
Ny words are the digital wind weaving their way past porn, banks, schools, and blogs and countless other sites alighting only for a moment as someone for some reason chooses to read them then they are off again floating in the digital data st
Before I Die
Before yesterday I had a huge car accident and I almost got killed cuz of a Drunk Driver ! The guy Died cuz of his killing speed ! and I got out of it alive ! I rememeber that 3 min. before this accident ! I was thinking of my life and how sad I am ! then this happened !! and now i know ! How my life is sooo Worth to be lived ! Take Care All !! Speed Kills !
SADNESS
This poem I wrote after my divorce, I'ts entitled SADNESS because the first letter of every sentence spells the word SADNESS. This poem really released a lot of hurt and emotions as it just flowed when I started writing it.
Face in the lake
my wife and i split up from 16 years and i really didn't know why. i took a hard look at my self and said i had to change. and then one day i saw myself in the mirror and said someone wants me.
stabbed
I was reluctant to give you a hug because i knew it was a smug after work you said you'd be home but instead you decide to rome in my back you stuck a lie when you put your arms around me and huged me goodbye
send?
I don't know what I'm hiding from right here in plain sight. Going through the motions one, on one every night. Lonely, yet surrounded by an e-world filled with friend on friend. Listening to the single, lonely, heavy uttered sigh as I s
xmas time
I am always alone at Xmas. Even when I was married. I don't believe in the religious connotations. Despise the modern marketing. The Xmas parties are held for all the wrong reasons. People have expectations that are out of alignment with their situation and then they feel let down in the aftermath. Then the Markets created Boxing Day sales that only further underlined the fall of the xmas message and experience. For someone on there own who fails to operate within society properly this makes this time of year a very sad and lonely place. Seeing what they lost and created carry on without him. His safety blanket taken from him never to ever have again.
Look No More
I'm sitting alone in a store full of books; Why have people turned into crooks? There's lots of people but not with me, Guess I'll have to climb a tree! It's been years since my union failed; Guess I'm too much to be entailed. Too odd I am -ecc
Over and Over
I look upon you with such love Know my love is strong, strong enough for two My eyes are so full of you, my heart so open I long to show you and tell of such love But you don’t see, still blinded and closed off Your words are harsh, provoking to
an artist empty realization...
today i gathered some clay. i took a large piece and formed a shape then closed my eyes and thought of my list of my companions qualities. with each thought and compromise i added a piece of clay, all the while my eyes closed and focused on my dream.
The Maze
As the day passes and turns into night I ask myself, do I continue or continue not? What path is best for you, best for me? Or, is it just for you….. Maybe your path is “alone” for now, or maybe it’s “joined” Either way, it must lead somewhere….
His Way
Each time we speak, your anger comes forth I can resist, as I have shown you before Such anger I know, it lives so close How much more, must I endure? Let your anger go, keep it no more Your anger is your crutch, your way out The cost is high,
Wild Wild West.
To all hostile regions around the world(especially J-town)
Here's another one from me!
A pretty dress Hair, make-up, high heels She walks with confidence and purpose Her hips swaying suggestively As long, untamed curls flow behind her Strangers stop and stare She knows they like what they see Because what they see is a mask A t
yet another day
For life's orphans and aliens who do not have family to 'celebrate' with and feel like they have landed on someone else's planet for 2 weeks every year. CJ