FAR INSIDE A DEEP DARK THOUGHT OF NEEDING LOVE FOR MY BLACKENED HEART
Tag: strife
No More Fright
highschool is lame i hate it if i fail i run the name cant take much more shit its all a game one im bad at it involves fame and i have none of that the preps say its easy i dont think it is at all i thinks its just cheesy but thats on… Continue reading No More Fright
Battles with Fate…&…Death
Reasons to live are so few, Thoughts of death aren’t new. Breathing on the uncovered blessings, Wither away with defeats in life’s citings. Brushed past are times of victory, All that’s left now is fate’s forgery. A twisted beam of hope enters soul, Drains life’s residues to an abyss & a hole. Defiant soul’s defeated… Continue reading Battles with Fate…&…Death
A Dream…Almost True
You’ll glance with your smiles, And I’ll wipe away in our midst, the miles. You’ll caress me with your visions, And I’ll have in mind solely your notions. You’ll shorten the long strides of my life, As your love will shield me from strife. You’ll embrace me & mould broken pieces, Make come true my… Continue reading A Dream…Almost True
A Vision & A Notion
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
Angel…of My Dreams
As the soothing wind brushes by my world, Dreams of my angel spring to life in me, Sweetest memories won’t fade into my hold, Wondering how life with my angel would be. Long days and nights I dreamt of your vision, No words could spell what you mean to my life, Without your touch my… Continue reading Angel…of My Dreams
Tortured Soul – Poetry
I cry and cut and stare in the mirror Wondering how much longer I have to be here My reflections laughing, as the tears roll down my face I pick up my knife, determined to leave this place All this pain and strife, that time has not erased. I slit my wrists, and watch them… Continue reading Tortured Soul – Poetry
“Deep In This Darkness” a short poem by David Atkinson
Deep in this darkness i slowly decay what is my meaning? i can not say. Who and I? why am I hear and can someone please tell me, why life is so dear. My writing is dark and clothing black and often I wonder, what is it I lack My mind’s not made up, neither… Continue reading “Deep In This Darkness” a short poem by David Atkinson
poem from a rusty plastic boy
kill me now i dont care how sword or gun as long as its done make this breath my last just hurry up and make it fast end this life now end my heavenly strife make it go away as blood drips from the knife the time is now ripe please wipe away these sins… Continue reading poem from a rusty plastic boy
Vampires Child
The holder of her dreams The reason for her screams The answer of her death The reason for her breath The betrayer of her life The reason for her strife The pain that made her hide The reason they all died The stealer of her humanity The reason for her insanity The player of her… Continue reading Vampires Child