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poetry2

15:26 Mar 08 2006
Times Read: 550


A conversation with the Moon





moonlight through my window

and falling on my head

keeping me awake

despite my tired head



Playing in the tree tops

and skipping through the sky

landing on my face

and dancing in my eye



i question the moon

and why it mocks me so

why it won't let me sleep

til the morning of marrow



the moon stares back

through my window at my naked body

somehow chills the air

and somehow shivers me



i question the moon

and why it cools me so

why it won't let me lie in peace

beneath the stars' halcyon glow



the moon hides for me to seek

and dashes behind a cloud

and answers not my query

but peeks out from behind it's shroud



i question teh moon

and why it toys with me so

why in its silly little games

i must unwillingly go



the moon shines bright

and continues ever strong

to torment and torture me

to make my restlessness long



i question the moon

and why it must play at teh expenxe of my night

why it won't let me slumber in my comfortable bed

all it replys with is laughing at this worthlesss little life.



Acid Symohony



my ears they bleed with every sound of failure i've attained

it built up inside my head-clouded forever more

like a raven in the Antartica, i'm lost amoungst the sky

without eyes to see or hands to touch or a heart to feel apathy

i'm alone in this endless sea of lying smiles and death

i no longer want to hear this shit, i wish i was unborn

as the mask come off, i cry tears of acid

they trickle down my face so red and burning my heart away

this world, such a peice of shit, every last person of lying filth

my soul is half gone, i sold the other side for a kiss

Sympathy of the liars burns my wrist so bad

Sympathy from selfish souls who fear their own deaths so bad

i've been so used, abused by society

it's hard to rise from bed

i can't seem to find a reason to live,

nor a reason to die



Looking in your Eyes



i was lost away from the world

in a fog forever more

i saw your eyes from afar

they were my exit door



your eyes, like sapphires

so beautiful beyound belief

i am paraplyzed in happiness

when ever they look at me



your grin so soft

your mouth so kind

your kiss like fire

as your lips touch mine



your scent becalmed inside my thoughts

it never leaves my head

your kiss's taste it stays with me

etched into my tongue's red



the touch of your hand to mine

is everything to me

our fingers entertwined

to live, it's all i need



you are the prince of my dreams

i've never felt as good as this

the sweetest sound i've ever heard

is a gentle moan leaving your lips



your kiss is liek heaven itself

your touch so etherreal

your voice is like an angel's harp

i know this time it's real



i thought i was drained of my feelings

and it impossible for me to love someone

you, my dreams embodied,

proved me, oh, so wrong



Nonexistant Love



i think about that night when you paralyzed me into this dream

that never lets me scream

into the night that was as dark as death

when you tore my flesh

when you took my spirit and ripped out my heart

and burned me into dust

when everything was nothing and nothing was us.







Carring:



i want eveyone to listen, i want everyone to read this

i never said i cared so what makes you think i do now?

i never said i wanted to hear your problems

i never said you could kill me, but you already did

i never thought i'd love you so much i'd let go of everything



someone once told me love is like dieing

to that i replies: "then i'll die happy"

but now i look back and that was a lie



so all i have to say is screw you and this world and everone in it

you just don't understand

you're heartless

you're stupid

you're cruel

this world is sick

this world is sad



have you ever wondered if you'll survive to see next month?

have you ever prayed to teh night sky

have you ever gone numb

have you ever given up

are you dieing

are you lieing

are you cold

can you feel

because i can't



I'm over you



everytime i think of you

i wish that i would die

beacause it brings back horrible pain

of the day that you told that lie

my arms ache

with all the scars

as i lay in the dark staring at these stars

blaring hate inside me

you just wait i know you'll see

why is this happening

to you this dosen't mean a thing

as i sit here

i know what you'll do

but it won't matter to me

i'm over you



Misssing you



How long will it take for this pain to heal>

your loving embrace i still can feel

although you're gone my heart still fears

that your empowering presence will always linger here

you're in my thoughts day and night

in my dreams for your affection do i fight

sometimes i just call to hear your voice

us growing apart was not my choice

everymorning i wake with the tears in my eyes

in the wind your name i still do cry

your soft lips gently kissing mine

when we were together teh sun never ceased to shine

now my sky is dark and grey

i wish and hopes for you to come back and stay

is it possible to find a way

to be together for the rest of our days?


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poetry1

15:25 Mar 08 2006
Times Read: 551


We fucked and we cried



we fucked and we cried

and in some real way

a certain innocence died

the whole world became

so much more the colder

we felt so much more the older

and somehow we both knew

that our friendship now lay

raped and abandoned before us

and she was so damn far away

from me on that wretched bed

not a word between us

was dared be said

for the damage was right there-

suspended in the stagnant air

parading grotesquely before

out sighless staring eyes

can love be so easilty

trampled into nothing

can so much bad result

from one careless act?

he wished he could take it back

he wishes that he could

make it how it used to be

but now it has become

drepressingly, distressingly clear:

that they fucked and they cried

and this they can not reconcile

and now there will be nothing but

a silent, shamedfaced parting.



Somke



i pull the smoke seep inside my lungs

and hole it there- i hold it dear

and nothing inthe world

can make me release it

at least until i get

all htat i can from it

and it doesn't matter

if all this smooke burns my lungs

and it doesn't mattter if all this smoke

makes my eyes water

i will hold it until

my lungs turn black

i will hold it until

this world falls flat on it's face

i will hold it

until i'm blind and dead

and all that has to

has been said

and everything else is gone.



Toy no longer



was i nothing but a puppet to you?

a mere toy with strings for you to abuse

a tug here and a tug tere and i'm at your feet, your full command

unable to see move ot breathe

stuck there just worshiping you

binded and blinded by tight strings of untruths

trapped in your web of lies

just another pawn in your little game

your stupid little puppet tormented each day

hopeless and pathetic your easy prey

till you lost sontrol

control over my heart life and soul

i wounder now if you even cared

when i'd sit there and cry

just sollaspe to the floor wanting to die

or did you find it funny?

is that how you got your sick twisted kicks?

i'm sure it was, you fucking bitch

now i've ripped off thoes bloody strings of false love and dead dreams

i'm finally free unbinded and unblinded

Truely able to see through your games of lies and tricks

able to watch you burn in hell you heartless bitch

burn for all the pain you've put everyone throuhg

and in this empty toy of a heart you once knew

once wanted to yourself as a pawn in your sick fucking games

is nothing but currupted hate

and it's all just for you

but guess what bitch i win this game

it does indeed end well

no longer your puppet

i get the last laugh

as i watch you burn

in the deep depths of hell





A plague



to my accompaning participant in the world of insanity:



i am a constant pague upon myself

ruining any chance of happiness before it ever ahs a chance to fully blossom

instead i suck the life out of the flower

leaving it, my life, wilting and dying

longing for a drop of water to restore hope

to restore some form of existance

longing for a glimmer of it's once held beauty

the flower begins to wither

loosing it's petals as they shrivel and fall to the ground doing a dance of sorts

which would be beautiful under any circumstances then just to torture myself

it seems

i seem to thrive on that

i allow myself some hope

some happiness

but it won't last

i know myself

i will rob myself of it eventually

it's jsut a matter of time before i test my own stability

i will slowly

sometines rapidly

kill hte flower

or at least bring it to the brink of death

over and over i will play this game with myself

however

i can never triumph

there is no winner

it is a sick

twisted

game i play with no one but myself.



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