MY POETRY
SECRETS
I'm just too stupid to realize
I buy into my own lies
Lies, all lies I tell myself
Who am trying to fool?

I'm too fat to be liked
I'm too fat to be loved
I'm too fat to love myself

I lift the blade and begin my self therapy
My mind always tells me
It's the fix I need
As I watch the blood spill
From the cuts I bleed

Red as crimson it flows
At least I can SEE the pain
As this red river grows and grows

By:
                 LM Horvath
                          *All Rights Reserved
                                               2004
MY HOLY HELL
In my mind exists a dark, vile hole
It slowly transports me from my soul
This is my pure, holy hell
A malady I know all too well

By:
                  LM Horvath
                          *All Rights Reserved
                                                2002
ILLUSIONS
My heart is nothing more than a defective piece of machinery
Why all the irrepressible emotion?
Why give into my feelings?
After all, nothing is ever meant to be

Numb to the slashes made by the knife
I look into the dank fog
And see no promise
Illusions rob the soul from it's life

                                
By:
                                                  LM Horvath
                                                          *All Rights Reserved
                                                                               2004
OPEN SKY, OPEN HEART
To love only brings pain
Why even bother
For there is nothing to gain
The heart is like the sky before a storm
It is open and unprotected
Then comes the rain
The earth becomes sodden
It eventually ends
Then the cycle begins again

    
By:
                      LM Horvath
                              *All Rights Reserved
                                                    1999
DOVES - THE KEEPERS OF LOVE
Love lies of the wings of a dove
Flying so magnificently high above
Each feather is a symbol of love

The dove makes it through all the weather
But if you see a fallen feather,
remember
Someone, somewhere has lost a love

    
By:
                      LM Horvath
                              *All Rights Reserved
                                                     1999
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HOME
HOME
I invite you to come in and know my pain
Welcome to my world
Feel just a hint of the torment that vexes me
I'm drowning among the lovers and the loved
They hold a love that will never wane
But I am unworthy of such pleasure
For I am neither the lover or the loved
Do I deserve this?  Is it my fault?
Open the wounds
Pour in the salt
The stinging rips my soul apart
For once again, I suffer the misery of a broken heart

                     
By:
                                      LM Horvath
                                              *All Rights Reserved
                                                                   2005
DAMNATION
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