This time
Before the
End reminds me
What to do
Before I'm dead
Memories
And pictures
Running through
My head
It reminds me
What to do
Before I'm dead
It reminds me
To see you
to touch you
To kiss you
To hold you
While you're
Still not dead
Memories of
The dying
And deceased
Keeps haunting
Me of the
Living
As quivering lips
Can ignore
But can't
Hide their
Secrets
All it takes is a push
A budge
A demon
As defying
As some stand
Always
Shooting
Out demands
Tell me
Where do you
Go when darkness
Comes
Do you run
Or do you stand?
Thoughts of
Suicide
Often run
Through my head
Reminding me
I'm sill not
Dead
The open cuts
Just dripping
With blood
On the floor
Causing me anguish
Physically
Disabling the
Use of my hands
Telling me
I'm still alive
And that
I'm not
Dying today
Vengeance of suicide
I need another
Way to die maybe
Not too painful but just
Right.....
Visions in my dreams
Telling me
Things to do
Before I'm
Deceased
Why leave
This world
Without
Bringing
A few things
To take
With me
Waiting for
The right
Weapons
To obliterate
My enemies
And rid the
World of
My black
Deeds
Tell me what
I need
Going through
The pages
Of my dark
Black book
Complementing
The darkness
And coldness
In my heart
Deleterious to
All who are
Marked with
The symbol of greed
As the rust of dirty
Nails
Bind both
Heaven and
Hell
It concusses
Others to a dark
Illusion
Sending them
To their world of confusion
Too many people
Are alive
That deserve to
Die
Have to
Find my
Knives and guns
To bring
Them to
Their
Destiny
Make sure all
The murders
Trace back to me
Cause by
The time
They find me
I'll already
Be dead
Death is adinfintun
And so is murder
Blood spilled
On the bed
Dug up earth
Headstones
And too many
Body bags
To bury
The stench
Of the grave
Is bothering
My nose
And sticking to
My clothes
The sweat
Dripping
Off my chin
The dirt
Defining the
Beauty and
Grace of murder
Before I'm dead
It reminds me
To see you
to touch you
To kiss you
To hold you
While you're
Still not dead
My dark desires
Of pain and agony
To see him suffer
When he's not by me
To see him cry
And watch him bleed
As I laugh in evil sin
He beaks down in sorrow
Just I can win
My dark desires
Of madness and suffering
To see him in agony
My laughter will sting
To see him in pain
Makes me smile
Evil mind and heart
My eyes stare at him
I will break him a part
My dark desires
Of blood and tears
To see him surrounded by madness
It's me he fears
To se him in blood
Makes me high
It's a thrill
He's glancing behind
And I get my prey, my kill
My dark desires
Scaring him away
All I wanted
Was to be loved
But now I got left
On my own again
And it all strikes back
My desires become my fears
COMMENTS
Really Love these words.
Great poem Selina!
THE DARKNESS SHINES FOR THE CREATURES OF THE NIGHT. THEY SHINE FOR THE LOVE OF THE NATURE THAT SURROUNDS THE NIGHT. FOR THE NIGHT CALLS TO ITS NATURE ANIMALS THAT LURK IN THE NIGHT.
THE ANIMALS OF THE NIGHT COME WITH EXCITEMENT. FOR THEY HAVE BEEN WAITING ALL THIS TIME FOR IT TO COME NIGHT. AND NOW THE TIME HAS ARRIVED. THE NIGHT CREATURES COME CRAWLING OUT OF THEIR HOMES WITH MUCH HAPPINESS AND JOY.
THEY START THEIR WORK OR LOOKING FOR FOOD THAT HAS BEEN LEFT FOR DECAY. AS OF SNAKES,THEY SEARCH FOR THE PREDITORS THAT LAY IN THE NIGHT THAT ARENT READY FOR THE STRIKE OF THE SNAKE. THE SNAKE EASES UP ON ITS VICTIM AND AS THE VICTIM STILL HAS TIME TO ESCAPE THE SNAKE STRIKES AT THE VICTIM AND FIGHTS WITH IT. THE VICTIM HAS NO CONTROL WHATSOEVER OVER THE SNAKE. THE SNAKE DRAGS THE DEAD VICTIM INTO ITS STOMACH AND EATS IT. FOR THE NIGHT IS A VERY SPECIAL TIME ON EARTH.
FOR ANIMALS,THAT IS THE ONLY TIME THEY GET TO EAT. FOR THE DAYTIME,THEY SLEEP. FOR WE PEOPLE AS HUMANS,SOME ENJOY THE NIGHT BETTER THAN THE DAY. FOR THE NIGHT FOR SOME OF US MAY BE THE BEST TIME FOR US TO DO WHAT MAKES US HAPPY. FOR WE THINK ABOUT NIGHT AND WHAT IT MEANS TO US. WE WILL ACCEPT IT BETTER THAN WE DO NOW.
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cadrewolf
21:36 Jun 09 2009
Love them dear