Choke Cough Red Unforgiving and Forbade
Once upon a time Starred skies cried Bloody tears that stained the clouds Winds mourned Whispering forth the doom that had been brought Shadows mocked Banishing light Forcing it into corners ‘Till it just gave up Coldness took over Snow fell Yet it seemed to be only her wings Fading Blown apart Angels made way… Continue reading Euphoria
You’re blind to visualize the inside of me, My withered outside has withered me to be, Nothing more than a selfless creation, Thriving in a clustered dead notion. Ruthlessly wounded the roads of life, Now I’m left to wither away with strife. My soul’s lost games with self & the world, Now I’m left without… Continue reading A Vision & A Notion
She stands staring into the moonlit sky, Loving or loathing, we would never know. Living in the false world that loved her, Dying in a cold reality. Tears glisten in her once beautiful eyes, Her spirit cries, yet nobody knows. Softly she cries in her cold dark prison, The needle slowly washing her life away.… Continue reading A Perfect World
In the darkness All alone A forlorn shadow To never be known No emotion showing On his apathetic face The masochist this world created A portrait of death’s embrace Scars running down his arms Like a seething fall from grace Oblivious to the sorrow inside Yet in his soul pain doth reside Eyes like tarnished… Continue reading Feeder of Life
Repitions of building up you and breaking you down dominate my thoughts Every aspect of you is over analyzed The confusion of emotions consumes as your pedestal crumbles Leaving me lonely and lying on the floor covered in it’s rubble
Again i feel the pain to you its just a game
I can feal the Darkness consuming me, like emotion floods others. I feal horror and sadness like a shield surounding me from anything that can save me.
Horrid isn’t it. I sit in my room, listining to music, all kinds, Cradle of Filth, KoRn, Stained, Dying Fetus, Slipknot, whatever. The shades drawn, darkness envelops me, laying on my bed, staring at the gleaming knife that I hold before my face.
this poem is about a girl who overdosed on heroin, i didnt actually die, obviosly because i am here to write about it. i think that everyone should read this before they get into hard drugs… i learned the hard way, so you dont have to. please take a moment to read this and if… Continue reading I LOVE YOU, ME, MYSELF