Where can I run
Written today march 31st 2013
A walk in Dante’s hand
This describes how it feels for someone with chronic depression. From my end, my depression feels like a physical entity which I have been fighting against since I was 12. It is a fight I am alone in, and one I have nearly lost several times. I have nearly 100 poems which I have managed to type after writing, and this is my personal favourite
Homeless writing
I am a published writer with print books on Amazon. Check out 'Searching for Lydia'; I have PTSD from working in too mny war zones around the world. So I named my condition, 'Lydia', and made her into a lovely, dark haired, green eyed ghost that adores me and will never leave me. One either deals with it, or eats a bullet. The writing of free verse is a wonderful diversion; just a moment of practicing. Thanks for allowing me to visit.
red light
In the twilght they stand These woman of disrepute Their wares on display For all to see Goodies galore Poeple knocking on their door How much for the hour be mine tonight Cars roll up the windows wind down Mmm you look gourges wann
Troglodyte Cave Diary
Racing to the hidden cave scratched bones upon the wall a refuge within a darkness lit of memories told the warm of fire shall not engulf the trembling bodies of fear It must go out! but to open the lids of sight heaving breathes
THE POSSIBLE------------>
It is okay to dream
Alone...
A dark existential moment...Alone...
A Page to Kiss
To feel that warmth.
Insight to My Mind
a little peek into my past and somewhat present... to much meaning behind these words
Heavy Heart
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Friends of all kinds just stopping by for a short write and to say I miss my P. Corner~~~~
Nightmares
just because they exist
emotions
my chest is burning like a volcano the pain melting my heart torn between love and hate love that still prevails this crash in my life left an awful scar in words that have wisdom earth,moon and stars you are amongst them mars is my planet
The Wizard...
... cast a mighty spell, To bring a demon strait from hell, Arcane symbols on the floor, Pentagrams on all the doors, Performing rituals of strangeness, Chanting in forgotten language, Hands weaved a cloud of smoke, From out of it the horror
Another night.
Beautiful sun rises above a night with dreams of disaster. I bound myself in hardship where nothing prevails.Each day seemed never to be any better than last. I look to the sky and I feel alive the sun has saved me from the darkness of night,tha
9Zero, 3Two5Four, 6Nine is 1Seven!
What do you take from this? You tell me what this write is about to you!
The me inside
Something strange I found in meditation...
Sorrow
for the bad days most of us sometimes have
Magic...(kickit challenge)
Wicked fun...
Lips
Sorry no idea what its about maybe you can tell me what you think its about
Lost in my mind where darkness hides
Theres a boneyard to time locked in the back of my mind a place hopes and dreams of youthful thoughts wonder so lost a gloomy place that shades of black are woven so tight no light will ever shine i sit on my rock looking around
Misery loves Company
he will not let me leave, everytime i stand to go misery offers me more tea, sit he'd say i have loads to tell sure whats the rush. Oh misery let me get on my way, for the sun is shinning outside and in here is dull and grey, i want to go see ha
Scorpio ( challenge)
I'm a Scorpio and have had Black Emperors for pets...they really are the tamest of creatures...
Warlike Menace
Contrasting the predatory nature of mankind with survival.
--Imperfection--
This is 1 of the first songs I ever wrote with a band called LameXname, which my brother and I formed. This song is still performed today only under the band name Age Of Reason Is Now!
To believe or not to believe,that's the question
Is this poetry I just read, No just a dubious fallacy, Insidious is only a claim, To a marvelous unknown outside! Knowing does not equate understanding, What do I know about knowledge? Even scientists do stupid things, How much more for a c
*HomeGrownAnger*
Bwlah bwlah bwlah! Its how i felt & it speaks its self!
Hallucinations.
I saw my daughters mother numerous times. Getting out of the car. The kitchen. In the bathroom. I could hear her voice. She has been miles & miles away from me for a long while now. It was kinda crazy & very tormenting. I loved that girl very much!
Fading away
Lights going out. Forget me..
Road to Nowhere
I love being a miserable git!!!
the anti . . . Christ
denomination of souls fouled of reaped putridness carried by scar stained eyes in a bloodied bath of quest to dark prosper all mankind with a stroke of a black brush of defiant deed . . . . . . . for whence he arrives amassed n
Kill me.
I kill myself to get her to leave me. Her smile haunts me. Her laugh taunts me. Her eyes see me crying & she giggles while she's staring.
No Reason
to somebody
The Domino Effect
The dominoes are falling As the rain is pouring down The engines of our minds are stalling And everything we know is about to be burned to the ground The puzzle is coming together All the pieces fall into place The prophets are saying forever
Let them
Facets of a once copious mind reeling Although un-defined, thoughts distorted A soul twisted by unsurity a plea to let go My pysche to the wolves, snarling Undecided, but you just can't let go Let them feed Let them grow I
Missing
The night sky turns black, no light can break through its knitted so tight there’s a mist flouting on the wind it’s surrounding, caging me in it’s in my lungs, my body I’m covered Boxed in by thoughts that are my own, Lost con
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Tearing at the shroud, of an empty page Staring at the lines that have faded with age Reflecting on the dream, so real, so true Could it be, somehow I've always known you Thoughts breed silence to my waking mind Open my eyes, yet still remai
ALL I WANTED IS TO BE LOVED
Its about my friend kiled himslef cause all he wanted was love .
A minds scream
God forgive me show me mercy as it was you whom created me sent me to the life i was to lead Ark Angel tear my soul apart cast me to hell with the rest of demons i have become my life a life not my own for they raised me Hells
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Madness comes in many forms The blinding pharoah sings A mask to hide the dour stare That only sorrow brings Take me to your dying queen The one you left behind To search for what you wish to seek But never seem to find A love
Questions
Do you want to push away? Does it feel safe? Loneliness is a shield that keeps the hurt away, But what is the price you will be required to pay? Will your victory be truly sweet, if you manage to keep the world away? Or would it be the bitter