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| Who Am I I was going to put the meanings of the poems here. I decided not to do that, obviously. Even though some of these poems have pretty obvious meanings, I wanted to leave each one open to interpretation by the reader. I want you to feel when you read these and I think that's hard to do when you can't relate. Enjoy! *~~*NA*~~* |
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| In my darkened cave I contemplate Was it fate that brought me here And placed me in this morbid state Sitting here cursing you all In my murky puddle of hate I contort my body to fit your needs Feel you reach out to touch me Fingers dripping with angry greed Slip off into my nightmarish dreams Awaking each time with a blood curdling scream Feeding neverending on my pain Taking what you can 'til my body is drained And I keep giving everything, 'cause I've nothing to gain Getting the attention that I crave so I can't complain Look down at my hands, my nails turning black Always looking for something to make up for what I lack Close my eyes and I'm being attacked I've dug my grave and now there's no turning back I keep looking, not sure of what I want to find Look out and I see what's happening to mankind Groping with their hands 'cause all of them are blind And it isn't long at all before their fingers are entwined I am weak at the knees for my body is a curse Thinking back into my past, it has never been worse My throat is parched and shall soon burst And crying out from my throat is only my thirst I shake for the floor is cold I just can't seem to break their hold They've grown onto me I scratch away the mold It was so long ago that I was sold |
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