first posting "The Smile They See" i close my eyes against the tears that well as though a coming rain and push all thought from my mind in an effort to stop the pain but inside i feel the cry resound as it echos within me and clamping my jaw tightly shut so the screams cannot break free i feel the rip inside my soul as every denial rages out so i clench my fingers, nails digging in refusing still to shout a burden i bear all my own a secret none can see and with a smile that lies i greet the world while i crumble inside of me
Reward for My Tourture Cries oflonging for yourtouch, In dreamsand nightmares, Desire andlust, I waitin darkness, For you aremy release, Amongpools of blood, Wounds of my heart, My companions, Suffering and pain, Full of desire, For consumption, Tokiss youagain, You are mylifeblood, You are mysoulin peace, Reward formy torture.
Romeo Romeo Oh, Romeo Lips slick with witches brews Tongue twisted with falsified promise Lover of death, Hater of truth For the one who sings the praises of man, For the one who tricked love Impish creature Beautiful lie You think you know existence, When all you really know is Pretentious love Standing below her window You scream out You trick You take Romeo, Romeo Why are you Romeo? You are tongue, You are throat You are not real For what you feel Is naught but lust Hungry lips, Hungry eyes, Delicious lies Delicately spun words With good intentions in hand You smite the longevity of love Be making a second long decision, And mouthing sweet poetry You lap up spilt tears Like a dog, Like a snake You’re sure that its love You know it to be true But your truth is false Your logic flawed Your words mean nothing Without weight to back them up You flutter, a wingless being From flower to lovely flower You sip nectar But never appreciate The true taste Oh, Romeo Forever in precarious sin Let your heart guide you And take the life from your chest
What side of the polar are we on today---- The high or the low no one else would know---- Cry on the outside dieing within---- We always look cause we can not win---- Death such a pleasant thought---- All those things never forgot---- Imprisoned inside your very soul---- Loosing your mind out of control---- Never knowing which way to turn always feeling the eternal burn---- Up and down back and forth---- Know it will never really take its course---- Screaming but no one hears---- Most likely don't even care---- Sometimes you feel like a criminal---- Just for the thought you think---- Open the poison and take a drink---- If people could know what we can think---- They would throw the key and wash it down the sink---- PAIN, SORROW, DREAD---- HATE, LOVE, DEATH---- Save me, kill me, feel me, even just see me---- They will never understand what they can never feel, so on real---- Why would any one want too---- But for us its nothing new---- USED, ABUSED, and LEFT BEHIND---- FORGOTTEN, HATED, BLAMED---- Will it ever end? NO---- How have we survived this long---- Why do we still live when we mostly want to die---- LIE-- SIE-- NO REPLY---- We just want the love and understanding we will probably never have---- well maybe its just that slight hope that keeps us alive another day----
A poem that I wrote a long time ago. (First post ever) I really think that this needs more....something...but I am not sure what to add to it. When I wrote this, I was in a very dark mood and I think that it really reflects that. Please tell me what you think that it needs or any possible directions that it could take.
Her lipstick stains his fair skin It's poison but he wants more She uses her sweet poison to lure him in for the kill. She plans every move two steps in advance until he's in too deep to escape. He has no clue that she is planning to ambush and shatter his soul and his dreams.
So uh....yeah. That's it. :) Kinda light-hearted I think.
Caged I feel it press in on me now. Cowering at its' feet, I bow. Placing a finger at my jaw, explaining how I owe it awe. To its' forceful grasp, I succumb. It holds me tightly 'til I go numb. Letting go when I can't feel anymore; hurting me worse than ever before. I can't remember my life before it, before I fell in its' emotionless pit, before it lured me to the edge. Now to it, everything I pledge. Even when it leaves, it still watches. It has me locked in with bolts and latches. It tells me this is where I belong. Within its' hold I will never be strong. It owns everything, heart, mind, soul. I idly watch as I play a role. And when I do try to break free, it clutches me tighter 'til I can't see. My body falls limp, motionless in its' hands. Lesson learned, give in to its' demands. When I wake, I am all by myself dressed in pretty clothes, displayed on its' shelf. I rip and tear the clothes away, "This is not me, not today!" It's angry and crushes me tighter somehow; I pass into oblivion, it's over now.