DARK POETRY PAGE 3
untitled grinning in the mirror everything is now becoming clearer picking up the knife ive realized how great and wonderful, my life crawling into the darkness creeping from beneath the silence laughing wickedly at ones self making ppls souls just melt the beating of the deadly cold heart its now time to fade apart from the polloution of this earth to be someone else and have rebirth listening to the sounds of the scarlet blood dripping down the walls watching as this world slowly falls smellng fear all around me staring at the ppl as far as my eye can see satan rises from souls within waiting for everyone to create sin watching as everyone does it again conquering good where ever it begins using the powers of the dead rising them from their eternal bed searching for the one to lead this army waiting for the stars to fall upon me tasteless and yet bitter evil ways looking for the one every day her beauty engorges everyones sight and with her he will use her to fight to destroy the lightness and ring in and rake the darkness all mortals will soon be overtaken by her. the immortal which is always have been mistaken she cries bloody tears and the devil, satan, she does not fear hince, i see her, bow down and grovel at her feet if not then u and others, she will defeat spreading her coal black wings deaths song is what she sings closing her eyes and breathing in fear from her eye falls the bloody tear rising up above the earth she is the one he needs to rebirth opening her eyes and staring out the land killing every woman child and man no one can stop this no one can defeat the princess... BY MYSELF
untitled u treat me wrong u treat me bad and when u do it makes me sad it hurts inside it makes me cry and sometimes makes me want to die sometimes when ur nice to me which only happens very rarely it makes me happy and makes me smile but i kno inside it'll only last for a little while i dont kno if ur lying to me or if uve been untrue and i dont kno if u really love me or if u really do all my friends dont like you and i think they never wont maybe they see something there tha i dont u tell tha our love is meant to be and our future together i can only barely see u tell me tha im urs and tha u will always be mine is our love really meant to be or am i wasting my time BY MYSELF
dropping the pills in the floor all this pain i cant take no more slowly fading in and out of life reaching for the blood soaked knife i long to see the scarlet red pour slowly breathing, as the drops hit the floor the blade it glistens with such a shine i sketch in red a stimulating line as i drag the blade once again i can not help to pose a grin feeling the coldness dig deeper in my skin the ecstacy of this all can not be a sin lying in the death mist upon my bed all this happiness runs thru my head my eyes they blur as i glance at my masterpiece the taste in my mouth i'll never miss the lips of death give a sensational kiss the blood it drips from the side of my bleeding lips as i lick clean my finger tips i lay coldless in these puddles of life all this beatitude from jus one knife.. BY MYSELF
There was a little girl, Who didn't know what to do first. The razors caused too much pain, But life was much much worse. The strength to push down harder, Just wasn't really there. She wasn't very sure, But honestly didn't care. She thought no-one would miss her, Notice they would not. But little to her knowledge, She would never be forgot. People were all amazed, All her family could do is cry. Everyone felt bad, Her friends just wondered why. Teachers were confused, Her bullies all felt bad. If they were only nicer, Now they really wish they had BY JACEN E.
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