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ridiculed by the people that comment. heartless people think there heaven sent. selfish losers that would make a mother cry. and you would have to ask why. trapped in there hell again. there's no pain in this goodbye.
My Cursed Angel
Still In Love With him :(
In the shadow of the dark!
you never really know!
sour heart
you use to love me but now you don't im so alone im so damn cold my heart flames for life but iv only ever felt death my soul feels pain slivers of ice become my only being you are an awsome girl but i lost you my heart is sour my life is through jus
Hope u like my poem!
What keeps me here If I left would you care Maybe you wouldn't notice I reach out to you Silently screaming in pain Despair encases my soul I'm trapped Can't cry, can't breathe Numb And so I must escape End my pain by my own hand It flows
Priority
Just another memory from my mind.....
My Dark Place
So many people battle with depression around us and some of them seems to be the most unlikely canditates for this disease
~Haiku~ Eclipse
Fulcrum sun cast moon shadow Earth in brief atmosphered, silver light haze Orbit of three into one
Frances Farmer (40s hollywood star)
This about the film actress frances farmer. Abandoned by hollywood, family, and put in a asylum..because she would not conform. eventually survived the nightmare. Book called Will there ever be a morning..
War In Heaven
a very intense dream
secrets
something i wrote just today i hope you like it :]
Regression
Just a thought a the end of a long day...............
escape
I cannot live with you I can't live at all I can't go on breathing I just can't recall a time spent without you a time of my own think I'll call it a day and maybe just go away does anybody here know the way home? I was hypnotized by all yo
soul to steal
haunted by a million ghosts. taken by fortunate host. shivering through pain. god my heart feels the rain. as i cross a valley of doubt. feeling sorrow turning inside out. take my soul to steal if you please. your a goddess and im on my knees. as i s
She Who Graces the Enchanted World
Always considered myself ... 'not of this world' is probably the right way to put it..
Corporate Stranglehold
Inspired by the status of the country and the plutocracy we now live in.
Voice from the Black
.......b...b ...be... ......bew..... ..b.............. bewa.................. ...............bewar............ ......b...e.....................w.. ...................................r......... ................beware!........
~the block~
hmmmmmm a bit of writer's block at work lol. Cheers everyone.
Separate
Something from a more adolescent time Im 34 now.losing a daughter lead to drinking, drugging ,and anger that lead to growing up.I wrote this not sure if Id post it, but why not? May not be Hotel California but these were my own demons and devices I had to overcome.
Morbid thoughts ... Why?
We are but an awaiting shore to be washed out by the stormy sea, An insignificant human that’s what we be! An insect, a bug that crawls or flies, Who only lingers on earth and then surely dies! A flickering star that was born up in the sky,
I WANNA SEE YOU
WHO IS LOOKING AT US.....
Death's Army
Time to repent
Distant Memory
Was taking a walk on the dark side to see where it would lead me.
S.O.L.I.T.A.I.R.E.
IT WAS A 3 PART INSPIRATION - I WROTE IT SHORTLY AFTER READING "He Wishes For The Cloths Of Heaven" by W.B. Yeats - HENCE THE REFERENCE WHICH REMINDED ME OF MY X-GF, (WHICH I WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER FOR ALL OF HER QUALITIES); AND MY LITTLE INGENUOUS SELF FOR AS THE PART 3 OF INSPIRATION (NOT TO SAY MY-ULTIMATELY-NAIVE-SELF) FORTUNATELY EVERYTHING WEN'T REALLY REALLY BAD FOR HER, AFTER A WHILE, WHICH COMFORTED ME (BUT JUST A TINY LITTLE BIT) THIS IS MY WAY TO TELL HER, WHEREVER SHE MIGHT BE NOW,THAT SHE'S A SILLY LITTLE BEE IN HATING MEMORY TO YOU - GOOD RIDDANCE LOVE!-) HOPE U'LL ENJOY
Tomorrow the Sun Might Return
Please do not think that there is anything wrong with my life...I thank all who are concerned but I am merely trying to take a walk down the dark side of life...thank you all my friends
Widow
Sometimes we just pick the wrong partner
silent screams
Its not in me to cause hurt, so my screams aren't heard, my pain not dealt, Never a doubt, one tear of mine would end hell, Cause I'm sure it would implode from my pain, Is there anyway to stop the silent screams, is there a way to end so much
PAIN
Just had enough experience to understand PAIN, so I jotted this down. added (2) 6/3/18 TWK-3/22/22
lost
life
Misery's End
This is just a write
GOODBYE!
one of my very dark and dismal poems...and a message for the hopeless,you're never alone,cause I put your cries out on paper!!!
In the Midst of Night
Just a write
Leave me alone
the one time beautiful garden running wild over grown no matter night or day curtains constantly closed. window boxs hanging baskets full of weeds like the flower pots unseen is welcome on the mat coverd with moss. the bell rings but door u
A Murder of Crows
Things are very still sometimes and most mesmerizing when sitting very quietly along a trail in the New England northern forest....in wintertime...the scene for this kind of Poe-like dark transcendentalism.
Her
A love affair that ends with three friends going separate ways. I wrote this in 1997 and only recently was reunited with my long lost folder..maybe some are good I dont know.Sure I'll post one or two for feedback
My chemical romance
These are the lyrics to the song The End by My chemical Romance, this song was a favourite and medicine to those lonely days. I owe thanks to these guys for inspiring me to write poetry. Thanks.
MEMORIES
Like to let my mind wander in different directions and see what it comes up with
Paths we take
Comments I sit in silence Or walk my cell The darkness is a living hell The iron bars The rot and smell This place will never sell Footfalls muffled Voices hushed My soul is slowly being crushed Thoughts turn inward Light The se
He died
Song...
Black Sheep
Simple really...Or is it...?
Sleeplessness
Tossing, turning, alone at night That same old feeling conjures up inside Thoughts and fears bring me to tears Oh how I wish I could rewind the years Mistakes made, people change We take it with us, as we age As if to carry my own cross If I f
My Endless Mission
I sit alone. I write, I think. Searching for just one conclusion, One ending. To feel complete. There's a missing piece, a cold black hole, Which never ends... Oh! The quessiness it sends! Where's the way out? Why am I stuck? Am I a prisone