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JUST A FUN WRITE.........
Quite comfortably numb
I must admit that when my life fell apart there were times when the idea of swimming to the bottom of a bottle held a certain appeal but something, whether you want to call it God, the Great Spiritual Being or whatever, stopped me just short of it. I don't judge those that do find solace at the bottom of a bottle, as a matter of fact I can understand and deeply feel their pain and suffering.
Too Late For Forgiveness
Time keeps ticking, moving on Onwards slowly marching Only now I know too late Love is broken, fleeing And hiding in dark of night There is no forgiveness Even when on bended knee Forgotten is but not forgiven Only then do we really see Runn
why worry
Why worry when all hope is gone, Why worry when your heart is ripped and torn, Why care when your every thought is to mourn, Why listen to people who do not care, why take advice when your afraid to care, Why love when there's no more to share,
~~~~ Stop my heart from running ~~~~~
Yes a broken heart can run or slip down a hill....
~frost on the pumpkin~
sun as it fell fell right into the moon wind blowing strong while the seasons in bloom. witch on her stick curdles the sky clouds in reform in plethera pass by. stars are in spot as they freckle the black pushing the moon as our world
Wrapped In Morbidity
Have to keep my hand in writing black poetry once in a while
WHERE ARE THE WORDS
Well I just had the blank moments and a lot on the mind at the same time...
Held by fear
facing up to reality' refusing to live in deniel anymore...... it may hurt but when not to becomes too painfull, then one must.
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
The wishing well
HMMMMMMM!!...........Andrew.......xxx
Change
This was a dream
Rambucklen ~n~ Thoroughly Drunken
just how i feel at the moment
lost
life
Love me
Hit me Beat me Rip out my hair Burn me Break me I don't even care But love me Curse me Laugh at me Force me in my home Bruise me Bleed me Rip my skin from the bone But love me Pain me Drain me Nail me to the floor Freeze me Leav
Silent Chaos
Silent chaos of conscious thought On what serenity I have not Retired long from lovers day Doomed to dwell in dark dismay
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!!!
Close your eyes part 1(?)
I emptied my life into your heart But you can't distinguish between love and fear And as you make love to yourself I barely survived on my falling tears I emptied my soul to give you room inside Betrayed my beliefs and sought faith in above I
Misery's End
This is just a write
The Lost Boy's Club (Billy Boyd)
Keep the secret
The Lost Boy’s Club (Found)
I am only telling you so keep this a secret
The Lost Boy's Club
I was told that this club exists in a dingy back street in a capital city near you. You will find it if you seek hard enough. When you find it let me know as I am still looking for it.
PREDATOR
A brief visit to the dark side....lol....xxx
AFTER DARK
the insane system of man being slaves to our own demise. tourcherous pain at night comes from a brutal day of being slaves to the mans own created system of life. think life would be far easier if we were living in a different created system like grow your own build your own. whatever happened to that way of life. is that not how it should be is that not how it started out too be long ago.
why?..
why are we here, do we know, do they know, does anyone know, if they do know why dont they tell us, is it to protect us or is it to protect them, or maybe were not here, do you know?..
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From where doest thou come To where doest thou go God knows of thy passing
In The Arms Of Morheus
Entwined in the arms of Morpheous He sends forth visions When light of the day filters in And night relinquishes it's last hold They become but a bitter sweet memory Let them not fade away In day's cruel bright light For I would rather seek re
its the,,
new poem
she just stopped..
something new that fits in all to well with how im doing right now..
~Solipsistic~
~Solipsistic~
Midnight Bell
I spoke these words with everglay Whilst trolling all around me Twas not what I expect everyday So leave thyself and let me be Through forest, glen and dale The warbles sing their song And on the wind we shall set sail Come midnight bell wil
i weeped ageless
Dedicated to my mom who died unexpectedly on April 27th 2009
~the block~
hmmmmmm a bit of writer's block at work lol. Cheers everyone.
champaign and pain
this is dedicated to my pet ferret chaos
a billion WAYS TO SAY three little words
i'd wish this had happened but for the fact that after the alter appeard a child who would grow up to be a genius, have a hot genius wife and a cutest little son a father ever had...even mine!
LOVE FOR RENT
Love for rent, temporary not free Rent this love for a large fee Money from your pocket I will take Real love I give never fake Conditions are strict but few Fact is there is just two First this love is always mobile To hope for a stay is futi
Identity
I wrote this poem back in college when some friends and I would visit local coffee shops. It pretty much sums up my life at the time.
Coin
Bringer of peace Harbinger of evil Two sides one coin
HEAVEN'S HOARDS
BECAUSE TOMORROW IS SUNDAY BUT I DON'T KNOW IF IT'S SILENT OR NOISY
keep on choking (lyrics)
a dark song i wrote after listening to a robert smith song...called the hanging garden.....music my motivation to write.lol.
Why Not Me?
I see everyone finding someone for themselves And I struggle to no avail, still no one. No takers for a man who has no confidence. No one willing to look deep inside. Outsides are so important as well as the first impressions Why can't I be the
if it's dawn it's time for me to yawn and MOURN
i know that she knows that i know why she thinks i wrote this poem