Fallen angel The wind blows And the leaves urn A fallen angel cries The dark night And her spirit dance A fallen angel cries Disease Flowers bloom While the sinister walk Sleeping for days While the weak get caught Draining my children And hearing their screams Walking through darkness Alone a disease My hearts been… Continue reading My hearts been sent to wandering
Tag: shattered dreams
Lost Dreams
Upon my hate of love From the stars above Comes my greatest hope From the scum of which I lope Even though my heart has been shattered I come outside to come gather My shattered dreams And my heart gleams With a light So bright As to my soul And they are the same as… Continue reading Lost Dreams
Lost Dreams
Upon my hate of love From the stars above Comes my greatest hope From the scum of which I lope Even though my heart has been shattered I come outside to come gather My shattered dreams And my heart gleams With a light So bright As to my soul And they are the same as… Continue reading Lost Dreams
Break
I don’t know which poems I’ve published and which ones I haven’t so forgive me if you’ve read this… Broken hearts and shattered dreams Nothing can survive, it seems I’ll never be just what you want I’ll never your debutante
Fragile Home – Project!
Hi there! I thought of trying sth and I hope you folks will help me with’t?! I’m going to give you two lines to start with and I want each one who thinks he has sth fitting just append one or two lines. The next one may then go on from there and so on…… Continue reading Fragile Home – Project!
Sorrow
Razor blade screams Of lost And shattered dreams That no one will ever hear
Is There Life Out There Somewhere?
i saw the edge was i supposed to turn around? for an eternal pledge when i sleep six feet below the ground
~SHATTERED DREAMS~
All humans complain of shattered dreams some time or another in their lives. But we have no one else to really blame for these experiences then ourselves alone. Yes, it is us who should be blamed!
Everyone But You
Maybe we could save this night and drink its fevered death forever. Maybe we could escape these shadowboxed demons and for once wake up to something more than lost saviors and desperate excuses. Maybe we could leave here and never look back. Maybe you’re already gone. Maybe I am too.