Jennifer's Poems

Burning Rage
She was burning with rage
Her body tingled with it.
With clenched fists her arms lay at her side
Her eyes dancing with flames
She reached for the innocent knife
And plunged it into his soft stomach.
She cried out with pain that was only emotional
But she made him cry out with purely physical pain.
Like a dying animal he cried
While a smiled played on her lips.

Changing
Changing yourself to fit your friends.
Wishing you would be less like yourself
Wondering if you will be liked and still be the same
Crying because you know it will never change.

Sarcastic words are meant to sting
When you yourself have been stung
Wanting to change the world to be the center of it.
Sighing because you will always be on the outskirts.

Laughing to hide the real pain
When the pain gets too deep laughter turns to sobs
Willing your attitude to be better then it is
Lying to yourself that you are actually a good person.

Acting like an idiot so no one
Will know how stupid you feel.
Wishes do no good.
And one day you will longer have to cry.

Genocide
Facing the world that lives on genocide.
Which is your side?
Who cares if someone lives or dies as long as its not you
There is nothing you want to do.
Watch the people murdered in cold blood on the red streets
Just as long as you are not getting the beats
Live in your own world cut off from compassion,
You have no care for anyone, no passion.
Live in your own world�
And die alone, in your own world.

Good vs. Evil
Their blood is running into the already crimson ground
And the people are running aimlessly around
Everything has turned to dust
And then suddenly there is a big gust
Good and Evil are battling it out
But who will win this terrible bought?
Good always conquers over evil, right,
Then why isn't Good putting up much of a fight?

In My Arms
In my arms
I hold nothing
They are cold and stiff
Limp by my side.

In my eyes
I see nothing
They have glazed over
Unblinking and still.

In my head
I know nothing
It has ceased to work
Sending no more messages.

In my heart
I feel nothing
It has stopped pulsing
And broken in two.

In my bed
I touch nothing
I am lost to the world
Dead to the moon.

Love
They ran through the woods,
They were both in happy moods.
But then something dreadful happened,
They just hadn't adapted.
The lovers lost each other.
Now they are just a bother.
The girl cried for a week,
The guy never reached the peak.
They lost the love they once had.
Now they are bitter, and love to them was just as bad.

Too Late Beloved
Too late beloved
For I am gone,
Too late beloved
Sighed my last yawn.

Too late my dear
I have already wept,
Too late my dear
I have not kept.

Too late my sweet
My breath has died away,
Too late my sweet
Now I must forever lay.

It's too late lover
I can never be revived,
It's too late lover
I cannot stay alive.

Vultures
We wait like vultures for the kill.
That seems to be our only thrill.
Our prey is our own flesh and blood,
And the blood runs to make a flood.
How could we do this to the ones we love?
Will there ever be peace and will we ever cherish doves?

Weep
Sitting, weeping on the floor
Then heaving a sigh, don't want to weep anymore
Walking, almost pacing, around the room,
The air around signaling the impending doom.
The rain beating against the glass
Trees become a big, green mass.
It gets quiet outside, too quiet.
Nobody believed I would do it, they would never buy it.

When I Die
What will happen when I die
Will I be happy inside?
My soul will lift to the clouds above
Leaving behind the ones I love
Will the Journey be quiet and smooth for me?
Since I no longer want to be.
The lights will shine especially bright,
Sparkling in the dark, dark night.
One light will dim till it no longer shows
It will dim with no tears of sadness as it slowly goes.
Never again will I walk the earth
It doesn't matter I never walked with mirth.