MISERY
People who know! 9/25/17 TW 1/23/18
Crow Girl
A dark tragedy!
deceased heart
Looking beyond discovery within one universe The dark side faceless without moon Illusion shadows Taking you there pages within turn As pipes begin lamenting From the deep begin blowing Were a fire burns Heart burning dreams
hidden
When times are bad Wish I could dissapear Vanish into thin air Put on my invisable cream Spread it all over and watch me dissapear Into the mirror I would climb look out onto the world And hide Look out on the turbulant world full of wa
Sleepless
Insomnia..
Traveler
Gotta keep going...
My Veggie Garden
someone trying to steal my cabbage
Defeat the Reaper
Strolling through the past wondering how I'm here, I alway's seem to last When death is wandering near, Trying not to notice how close I brush with death, Surely knowing I get close sometimes for I smell the reapers breath, Fight with all I h
THE THIRD world weeps FIRST
BECAUSE THOSE PEOPLE NEED A HUG
Falling Angels
Last night saw lights in the sky Were Angels falling from Heaven Rain fell steadily onto the ground The tears of those left grieving Lightning split the sky in twain God’s voice roared like thunder While down below the humans cowed Consequen
Eternities
Stranger! Look Up A broken shooting star Fading across the sullen skies Burning in throes of cosmic o*gasm The mournful and oblivious night Screams silently in a sombre spasm But does it's dying light illuminate the darkness of eternities?
The Well Of Sadness
Wrote it about a year ago
Duffer Dudgeon
destroy the living for the dying. the happy people are still crying. hearing forgiving fibbers lying. watching forgotten people dying. helpless as we are, we're still trying. secret happenings they're still hiding. darkness through blackness, i
Kagome Kagome
Kagome,Kagome We see a little bird sitting in the cage When does she escape from the cage? In the dark sky of daybreak time A crane and a tortoise both slipped and fell Who could she find just at the back of her? I'm so sorry Miss.Jean
Paranoia
This poem is to someone I will never meet nor understand by there choice.
Dark Hours
Well, it isn't all about fairies, sometimes they just fly off and leave us in the hands of monsters, don't they...
beyond the grave!...
beyond the temper, beyond the grave, a reason i am forever saved, a sacred question not yet to be answered, for a reason there is, as will not be said, why was it written, why was it not answered, why is it called death, when it is only your final br
The last breath
I felt so so lonely two nights before...so i just put on the paper how i felt..hope u ll like it
Dark Thoughts
Dark like the thoughts that occupies my mind.
WHY?
All my family has gone..they are all deceased..My children will not talk to me or acknoledge me....I walk alone through time without a purpose anymore..I go through the motions of life without rhyme or reason....
HIS PERFECT CUT
Your cut is deep like a knife You take deep cuts on the side Angling up toward the heart, your cut is deep Cutting away all ties, your cut is deep Cutting me was your thrill You cut so deep, it killed… You must be thrilled!
End Of Days
I see your breath among the ruins; hand in hand we walk the bloody trail, shattered hearts, minds and spirits, where evil seems to dwell. Not far off in the distance, fires still prevail, scorch lives of once was and use to inhale, now only lies of
Wastrel Days
A lot of experiences in this song, really, it's about my younger days when I just hitch-hiked around the country!
Street People
Wednesday afternoon from Biloxi, Mississippi...
Dedicated to a Hoarder
Hope it's a good day today
Trapped
I feel like I'm in a trap and your the one with the last laugh When I feel so strong you show up to make things go wrong You want me to believe you Yet your threats don't leave me much to do You've hurt me real bad and I can't stop bein
swimming in shadows
bitter pill of dreams a time buried in space lifeless worlds heartless cries i hope you bury me deep in the trees do not look at me im not human anymore you cut me now im six feet swimming in shadows dying every day will i ever see another tomorrow d
humanity lost!...
never knowing what we are, always attempting to go beyond a star, relying on our own thought, believing in our own beliefs, alone in our own myths, stories told that never uphold, reincarnation, heavenly gates, hells tormented in our own faith, a pos
Back to Sleep
What is a nightmare but to wake and its over? What is a daydream but to wake within the sun? of stretched fantasies is that how my mind runs? the quiet sound of birds crush the hidden fear of what I don't know do I care with em
if u cross a canteloupe and a collie dog u get a
i can't tell you right now....a rich lady with blinders on is outside honking me to come down...i'll tell you some other time
Last Dance
Rather mindless fascination and inspiration gotten looking out my kitchen window as old leaves and grass and flower head were whipped up into the air by the wind swirling around the corner of the back porch.
Race
Eyes that blink and turn away. Warmth that caress the soul. Stars that twinkle captured by the water. Smell of storm traveling thru the distance. Waves that ripple on along. Rocking me back and forth to the seas song. Shore to far for one to
The Specimen Resolution
Depression has been called a sort of mental hibernation. But for me, it was a mental stimulant, triggering my darker odes and living eulogies. Feedback welcomed
My True Name
As long as it gets you to where you want to go and back, there should be no need to complain. Unless your a stupid little spoiled brat and you want it no other way. In that case, perhaps it's not your fault and your parents are to blame. Giving y
seconds
The clock ticks So slowly The tick of the motor Tick tick Watchin waiting As time goes bye One minute gone Then five And then a hour Time ticks bye Day turns to night Twenty four hours gon bye Days become months Months become y
poppy
On the battle field the bombs fell Battle scared Bomb craters Dismemberd dead Some partly alive shot Blood stained Some missing limbs Over the battlements They gather running as fast as they can Dart here darting there Falling b
Dear Emilia
Emilia is the sweet and nice part of me. The trip through a bad part of my life i was so bitter that i destroyed that part of me. Hard lessons that was learned.
A MATTER OF GRAVITY
I WROTE THIS POEM BECAUSE I WISHED TO WRITE THIS POEM
For a friend who left.
I’ve watched tomorrow taken away because of today, Cries for help lost in the melee of life, unseen and unheard, No one is to blame, but still, to our shame, they fall, no Saviour all, those lost in their pain, no future, no gain, Giving it up, t
Let me see....!
Somethings been lingering,came out.
listen
Shut up and listen for a change Do not judge me When I am quiet no one ever planned anything with noise Heaven in you Broke every rule even the golden one, bringing out the dark secret Like a cuckoo Poisoned the nest Getting
Dark knight of Ashen light
brooding. . . bad bad character!