| Poetry, from a Dark Mind |
| If you are easily offended by use of profanity, do not believe in freedom of speech, or are just too weak to read...I suggest clicking back to where you came from. This is all copyrighted poetry, so dunt steal it! I'd hate to have to take all of your money just because you did something moronic. Please do not reproduce any of these poems without my expressed, written permission, which can be obtained by simply emailing me. This is just a small sample of my writing, the really graphic stuff I only send by request. I will probably post more later, but for now this is it. I hope ya enjoy :) |
| Knight Cries |
| A thundering whisper from a solitary place, Lightening crashes from a distant space. Raging storms in all of their mystical glory, Hell breaks loose, the usual story. Lies and pain were his fantasy-land playground. Closing the door, I can almost hear the sounds; Of effortless cries and sobs of infernal sorrow. Hoping I might somehow see the light of tomorrow. Dawn turns to dusk, nightfall then falls. Bruised and battered, he pinned me against the wall. My sweet, precious blood he tasted upon his lips, My entire existance, draining down his fingertips. "Victim of the Knight", the heartless now say. No one fully understands just what happened to me, to this day. I lost my life, my body and my soul that one, wretched night. I suppose I gave it up...I wasn't strong enough to fight. |
| Broken Heart Funhouse |
| Lost in a funhouse of broken thoughts about Death. I breathe in, I breathe out, I take my last breath. Born into the night, I die encompassed fully in sin. You knew yourself that I would never win. Lost and forgotten in the eternal misery of my once tortured soul, Where love once dwelled is now a mere darkened hole. I wish I wasn't here or even there. This intense sadness is too much for me to bear. And the harder I try the deeper I seem to sink. I feel as though I am slipping over the brink Of despair... It's just not fair. |
| Forever |
| II saw him standing in the field that reeked of death, lost love and night. Weeping softly as we walked down the hill, trying desperately to remain out of sight. I witnessed one tear roll down his left check, and I felt exhiled just as he. For at this moment he felt so very weak, he lost his love as that little girl predicted it would be. "Once in love, is destined to end. Another story yet of star crossed lovers". So he tried to be dignified and pretend, that she was wrong and it would last forever... He passed the orchard where they played as children, and thought for a moment that he saw her. Eating an apple, gently removing the seeds, as she did when he first met her. And he walked further along that country, dirt road to where she now rests, at peace, utter complete ease. And he shed a tear for that lost love, and dropped almost immediantly to his knees. I saw his body go completely limp, his face a ghaustly pale. "I'm so sorry I wasn't there and I let you slip out of my grasp, I'm so sorry that I have failed. You know I would have prevented it if I could, you know how much I love you, you know that I would" So he let his tears moisten her weed and branch covered grave, to let her know that yes, he still thought of her. Though it had been many days, many years, Since she had been killed. In that same country field Where she now rest forever. |
| Do Not Weep For Me (for I am no longer there) |
| Do not stand by my grave and weep for me, For I am no longer there. I am a thousand whispers rustling the leaves, I am the tree to which you stare. I am the easy dawning of the sun at the end of a summers day, I am the gentle snowflake hitting the frozen ground, as winter fades away. I am that one thought that awakens you, as you try so desperately to get some sleep. I am that familiar voice that beckons to you, causing you to weep. I am your surroundings, your aspirations, your hope at the end of each and every day. I am that one thought that surrounds you, trying to ease the pain away. But please, do not stand by my grave and weep, for I know it's not really fair. But it will do you no good to sit by my grave and weep, for I am no longer there. |
| I die, as you cry |
| Driven to the point of agony I cry. Pain so real is all I feel I sigh. Dissoluted is all I am Return me to the ground. That's all I ask Please be fast Numbness is all I need. I die As you cry. |
| Stained Looking Glass |
| Looking in the mirror now, just a stained looking glass. No longer do I recongize the reflection that I see. All I can visualize now are rembrants of the past, Something dark and distant haunting me. I used to be kind, a warm, gentle and embracing smile All of which are now distant memories. Looking to the past for answers why... I am now a mere fraction of my former being. Too much heartache, too much pain Has changed my perception of myself. Never again will I be the same Not enough self dignity left. The warm person that I was, has now been erased. And for now, all that remains, Is a dark, solemn face, And a reflection forever changed In my stained looking glass. |
| You |
| You Are what made me. You Will be what takes me. You Cannot understand. You Will not lend a hand. You Will watch me fall You Who have seen it all You Murdered my mind now. |