lying in my bed my face is soaked by all my tears my heart is slow, not wantin to beat much longer wanting him to love me is what i hunger. my room soon becomes dark and gentle rain hits my window. everything is so silent, i only can hear the wind blow i cry… Continue reading u dont love me
Tag: rage
true story
There once was a girl and her name was Lynn She was born into a very abusive house hold and yet she never tought of running away or thought of killing herself. She was happy even though her dad would touch her and hit her and her mom walked the streets for money. Years have… Continue reading true story
Hatred
Filled with anger Filled with rage I sit here not knowing How to control my pain
My Life (poem)
In this life of mine I may look fine But i am fucked up in the mind I’m just waiting for my time The clock stops, game over Thats what i’m waiting for Someoen hurry up and close the door I don’t want to live no more So much hate, so much anger What the… Continue reading My Life (poem)
A Last…
For everything there must come a last. A last minute, a last hour, a last day, month, or year. A last drink, a last smoke, a last laugh, a last talk. A last love, heart, hug, kiss or a last rage… Or even the last words written on a page. But the worst last is… Continue reading A Last…
Release
I am lost Oblivious to the commotion around me Emotion swirls inside me Hidden from the outside world Anger Sadness Rage Despair Hopelessness Hate Love Need Pain Suffering Death The ultimate release Free from hurt Free from anguish Peace How I long for it To settle my restless soul Heal my wounds Erase my scars… Continue reading Release
Missed Love
You think your lifes hell boy, i got one story to tell about a girl i used to know skin was fair and the color of snow green were the color of those beatiful eyes the beauty was only matched by the skys her hair the color of a faded rose she was my true… Continue reading Missed Love
Penny for your thoughts?
Penny for your thoughts? A.j. Wilcox 2 for dad Within the depths of my mind I see their faces, As I stand in a room of endless darkness and grace, Ghostly heads floating around me in an ever ending orbit, Taunting me to the point of throwing a gastric fit, Bringing to mind memories long… Continue reading Penny for your thoughts?
The Little Girl
Two non-believers walkin lost in this world, took their baby with them, what a sad little girl. Her daddy drank all day and mommy did drugs. Never wanted to play, or give kisses and hugs. She’d watch the T.V. and sit there on the couch. While her mom fell asleep and her daddy went out.… Continue reading The Little Girl
even more poetry
THERE i want to run far away from here to a place where i can just be content surrounded by peace and pure rage ice and wine flowing through my veins driving me to slice poetry and bibles into the palms of my hands WAITING as i sit in the darkness gazing at the black… Continue reading even more poetry