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Post by Halloween on Dec 17, 2003 22:15:38 GMT -5
okey dokey, heres the first one, wrote today:
help me, someone, help me please.
yet no one cares now for my pleas.
my teeth, they quake,
my hands, they shake,
some one care, for heavens sake.
I want to write a happy one,
but i can not bring my heart to lie.
i wonder now, if i should die,
and never see another sun.
but who would care? and who would cry?
who wouldn't have a teary eye?
how many people know my name?
but tell me, do they know the same
person that the others know?
or only what i choose to show.
or just what they bring out in me.
dare to ask, and you might see
whats been killing me since long ago
but who will know, and who will care?
and who will just return my stare,
and never know my agony
of all that took my heart from me
and took from me my will to live,
just poems, now, are all i give.
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Post by Halloween on Dec 17, 2003 22:16:04 GMT -5
Ever been told you're insane?
that something's wrong,
up in your brain?
'bout the way you think:
"you need a shrink."
hows that supposed to help my pain?
Ever been told just that you're wrong?
that everything you know is false?
the nights go by, the days are long;
and never know just who to trust;
when stainless steal can learn to rust.
to whom now does my mind belong?
Ever just been told you lie?
that no one really has faith in you?
and for you none will ever cry?
but only so many lies can i hear
before i pick it up, the fear.
does it not just boost my will to die?
so what am i supposed to do?
to die? to live? to love/hate you?
to sit and bear all no one's pain?
to live for life? to love again?
'i was born into the world today,
i've lived a thousand years,
and all that i can think to say,
is muted by closed ears.'
how am i to make a choice,
when no one cares to hear my voice?
now all i do, is watch and stare,
as you walk by,
without a care.
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Post by Halloween on Dec 18, 2003 16:21:47 GMT -5
another today:
I intend to make a difference.
i intend to learn to fly.
and ill try at the impossible,
and in the process die.
i'll be the last to give himself up
ill leave behind a story.
and as i go i wont be alone
but in a burst of flaming glory.
ill be the one to lead the charge
when all survival's hope is gone
ill charge into teh darkest night,
and lie dead before the dawn.
and whatever fate has in store for me,
i know im doomed to die
be it within the week,
or in a future bleak
i know no one will cry.
you say that im too young for love,
but what is it you know?
you cannot know what my heart needs,
but only what i show!
i need someone to love me
i need someone to care.
i need someone to fill my heart,
when its dark and bare.
i need a tender hand in mine,
i need a love to lean on.
i need a genlte mouth to kiss,
and make all my pain gone.
but theres no one here for me to hug,
no one to lie beside.
theres no one here for me to love,
who feels for me inside.
i've been used to get back at a friend
ilve been lied to by her i trust
i've been led down to a pathless end
my heart needs love to mend
you tell me there are more fish in the sea,
so i've swam out pretty far.
and a single fish i've yet to see,
by light of sun or star.
so why should love just let me die,
when i know not love's bliss.
you want to know the trick to fly?:
jump at the ground and miss.
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Post by BloodLustD on Dec 18, 2003 16:22:03 GMT -5
feet IT I AM THE ONLY ONE WHO IS SUPPOSED TO USE THIS THREAD!!!! <makes an angry face cuz hall stole his thread posting area>
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Post by Halloween on Dec 18, 2003 16:31:18 GMT -5
hey, this place is for all us lifeless, death, lovesick,angy, gothic,piggyed off, random people!
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Post by BloodLustD on Dec 18, 2003 16:38:29 GMT -5
YEAH BUT YOUR ONLY RANDOM AND LOVE SICK
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Post by Halloween on Dec 18, 2003 16:45:42 GMT -5
and lonely. NEVER forget lonely....  |
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Post by BloodLustD on Dec 18, 2003 16:57:36 GMT -5
Bah i am everything except love sick!! and READ MY POEMS THEY ARE MORE APPROPRIATE TO THIS CONVERSATION
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Post by Lady Elessar on Dec 18, 2003 20:06:09 GMT -5
*bows to her lord* your poems are very sad indeed ...and i must publish some of my own Believe me when I say the world shall end And only the strong shall survive. When finally there is no more rain to fall, The sun will shine no more, And the moon doth not smile, There will be courage lingering in your heart, And in your eyes the last remnant of hope, For only those who believe shall be the forthcoming. Its just a little somehting i whipped up  |
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Post by Halloween on Dec 18, 2003 20:11:06 GMT -5
very nice. i like muchly!
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Post by BloodLustD on Dec 18, 2003 23:50:17 GMT -5
Wow another person <attemps to stab Evenstar but fails because of sleep depreavtion> are you real or having no other social contact except Hall has gotten to my brain!!?!?
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Post by Halloween on Dec 19, 2003 16:22:05 GMT -5
so what has happened
to all the blue roses?
the sweet sented flowers,
that were smelt by no noses?
with the bright blue petals
that fell in the spring,
round the tune-humming sky-fish,
that never did sing.
they're tucked away in winter's thaw
the endless fields of never-blue.
they freeze and become a silver star,
and melt within the dew.
and when they die, new seeds they sew,
but no change to the flowers show.
in a land where seasons are yet to go,
in this land of blue roses,
where the flowers dont grow.
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Post by Halloween on Dec 19, 2003 16:22:24 GMT -5
oh why does no one ever see?
oh why does no one cry for me?
nor understand my acheing pain,
nor the thoughts that plauge my drowning brain.
nor the feelings in my floundering heart.
its this that sets us here apart;
that no one ever cared to ask
just what i felt behind the mask
of truth and lies i let you see,
while inside my mind my tears flow free.
no one for me to care about,
no love to hold, when full of doubt.
im left in the dark, here all alone;
never love had any shown,
nor felt care, and for who i am
yet several times it's been a sham;
and im used and then im told a lie,
but in sorrowi will make them cry,
and ill lash out with my evil brain,
and shave with them my inner pain.
because im a terrible person! i must not live!
only because love for me, none will give...
...im sorry, i am not to speak.
and all this does is show im weak.
its just that no one's love i see...
...im sorry...please...forgive me.
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Post by Halloween on Dec 22, 2003 19:57:33 GMT -5
I wake with a start, yet i lie in my bed.
not daring to move, for the thoughts in my head,
my thoughts troubled me, my hearts turned to stone,
my eyes clamped tight shut, i know i am alone.
and in my fright, my minds jerked awake,
sweat on my brow, my hands and teeth shake.
but when i crack open an eye, and glance quick around,
theres nothing wrong there, no out of place sound.
yet somehow that, brought on the most fright,
as i lay there, alone, in the bleakness of night.
no one to hug, no hand to hold,
no body near mine, i lay there alone.
so ill wait in the darkness, with no one but me.
how does a bird, find his fish in the sea?
so in the darkness here, at my reflection i stare,
alone in the night, me and the nightmare.
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Post by Halloween on Dec 23, 2003 23:31:28 GMT -5
where have all the real men gone?
where are the stars that shone?
they've gone away, 'ere break of day
like a fading star at dawn.
not here, any heros are,
nor brighter light from any star.
most have passed. who'll be the last
to go off all alone so far?
where hae all the poets went?
why are their words all spent?
no more to write, no hope in sight,
no ispiration can be lent.
to where did all the writers fly?
no stories left for them to try,
the craft is dead, no books for bed,
no tales to make us laugh or cry.
so why are there no heros any more?
for heros rise in time of war.
the once great art, has fallen apart.
for us what does fate have in store?
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