|
Journal |
Bite Poet |
Stalk Poet |
life is but a damaged dream
name:: Rain McIntire
age:: 19
gender:: male
zodiac sign:: gemini
religion/spirituality:: damaged
relationship status:: single
school if you go:: Coffeyville Community College
job if you have one:: Acme foundry
color:: black/blue
band:: stained
movie:: 13 ghosts
tv show:: anything good
poet:: edger allen poe-my hero
artist:: these to many to count
color rose:: black rose with blue tips
nail polish color:: black
scent:: lucky you
book:: poetry
store:: hastings
restaurant:: taco mayo
what do you think of hot topic?: alwsome
are you into bondage?: depends
do you like horror movies?: hell yeah
are your favorite bands traditional gothic
bands, metal or other?: goth,rock,alternative
do you dye your hair, and what colo! rs?: blue
do you love black?: yes
do you wear black most of the time and why?: yes it keeps the others away
do you love vampires?: yes
do you wear studded belts/bracelets?: yes
do you wear spiked bracelets?: yes
do you wear lots of o-rings?: yes
do you wear make up and what colors?: no
do you wear tripp pants?: yes
do you wear arm warmers?: no
do you love fishnets?: yes
do you label yourself goth, or prefer no-labels?: i prefer myself damaged
Forsaken
i am the one most will fear
inside though i hold back tears
a razor to the wrist of a blade to the throat
i'm tired of being everyones fucking scapegoat
i'm tired of being lied to
i'm tired of being looked through
i'm tired of getting bitched at about my depression
i am what i was made to be
i don't care if god has forsaken me
the darkness dwells within my soul
and when i release my veins grow cold
i don't want anyone telling me what's in or out
or some priest telling me what my soul is all about
i don't wanna hear about god in the sky
i just want to be left alone to die
The Lonely Broken Child
sitting in my courner here
laying in the dust
listening to everyone
talk of death and lust
i've never felt so lonely here
never felt so bored
never needed help this much
why dont you ask your lord
i don't know why im writing this
i don't know who to tell
but i can feel your sweetest kiss
in the depths of hell
Untitled
Minds changed and Bridges Burned.
Souls ravaged, and tables turned.
Happy memories fade to dust.
There is no love, only lust.
Indecision Kills one more.
A drop of blood falls to the floor.
Razor blades pierce through skin.
Little boys turn into men.
A little girl turned to a whore.
Another man beats down her door.
Minds altered, lives destroyed.
Another soul lost to the void.
A heart is broken, the body dies.
A victim of soft-spoken lies.
Poison Injected, Darkness creeps,
Another mother softly weeps.
The body falls, a lesson learned.
A life is lost, court adjourned.
Dark Snow
the snow colored sunlight is bleeding
i cant believe that im still breathing
i want to know if you feel like i do
light on the wall fading out snow colored hue
we're falling out falling in
all the words we said come to this end
and i cant say those words when youre talking
and like the paint on the wall im just cracking
and if you touch me right now i think i'll die
and why even talk if its all lies
you can take the fuckin knife off my cheek
why even come over when all you wanted was to leave
and that sun going down is the last one i'll see
i can see it through you, through the walls, and through a thousand trees
your tongue across my neck. your cat on the bed just watchin
in its eyes the wild screams of the dead and soulless children and your mothers ramming on the bedroom door
fathers got the gun, sister counts to six sixty four
we're so wrong so right
life ends by death day ends by night
hahaaha did you know there was a spider web under your bed?
thats nothing! the light switch has no bottom screw!
and shes smiling at me and im laughing
my head hits wood, moms still on other side bashing
the tip of a punch center of my back
the snow colored sun left trees burned black
last word she whispers is my name
i whisper to her that she is to blame
last thing she sees is my face
i see hers too its starting to fade
like the words we said like the tears we cried
day ends by death life ends by night
night
my kitten walks on velvet feet and makes no sound at al and in the doorway nightly sits to watch the darkness fall.
i think he loves the lady, night and feels akin to her.whose footsteps are as still as his,whose touch as soft as fur.
children of the night
The moon is full and shining
It fills us with delight
It's time we went out hunting
We children of the night
Listen to us calling
The night is clear and still
And nature sits with bated breath
As we run down our kill
The mystery of our Moon Song
Will fill your heart with dread
We come as bat or werewolf
To take you from your bed
The screaming of our victims
Beaten, bloody , raw
Is music to our monstrous ears
As we regale in gore
And once we take your virtue
Betray you with our bite
Then you must come and join us
We children of the night
Come join in the love songs
We render to the Moon
Come take part in our ritual
And dance the Devil's tune
For we are Satan's children
We run before the light
Delighting in dark kingdoms,
We children of the night
confessions of the dark poet
Why does it hurt so bad?
Why must I hurt so much?
Why, am I, the one suffering?
But then,
I Stop!
To think...
It's not a curse.
- It's a blessing.
It's not a disease.
- It's the Cure!
For every one I look at,
there're a thousand I don't see!
My darkened mind will never change,
just as none of them see me!
The Darkness has got hold of me,
and don't want to let go!
And this will never happen
just as long as they don't know!
Now that I know the answer,
I no longer ask you "why?"!
Now I'm always laughing,
nevermore to cry!
Instead I give up to the night,
to lead the life of pain and cold.
To tell the tales about the dark,
that has me in its hold!
Member Since: | Nov 08, 2004 |
Last Login: | Jan 16, 2009 |
Times Viewed: | 5,526 |
Times Rated: | 600 |
Rating: | 9.077 |
10