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Why?
“Why?” you ask me…
When you feel like your life has no point,
When you lost the one person in your life that means EVERYTHING to you,
When you feel like no one is worthy of your trust,
When you can’t think straight about anything,
When your life is falling apart,
When your soul is hiding in the shadows of death,
When you can’t stand up because you have given up all hope,
When no one really knows the real you,
When your heart dies,
You will finally feel how empty and worthless my soul is.
And how the blood rushing out of your flesh feels better than the reality…
Unless you are me, you will never know the true answer of “why”…
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Dancing, dancing, twirling around
Hand in hand, they fall to the ground
He turns her around to know she’s breathing no more
This feels like an open bleeding sore
He holds his breath and fights back tears
He’s still in the place where it confirmed his fears
She doesn’t know how this happened
She doesn’t know how this came to be
Her lover is in pain
She’s in agony
He’s getting tired of living
But it’s only the beginning
He takes the gun, some bullets too
And shot his head all the way through
Sparkling tears in her eyes, she holds out her hand
She’s come to take him from this land
He grabs it lovingly, full of surprise
Here begins her beloved demise
Hand in hand they walk away,
Their spirits linger till this day
Remember their love, remember their pain
For only from them will our love gain.
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Never forget
When i close my eyes,
I See your Shinning face.
I remember you,
I remember you laughter,
I remember on dark days you held me close.
And even though it was death the took you from me,
I still see you smile,
I miss you.
I'll wait for you.
I promise.
I promise you, that i will NEVER forget!
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For a second or two...
I cut myself to fell pain
So I don’t have to hear them yell
I cut myself to feel alive
No one truly loves me
No one cares for me
So what do they care
If I cut myself over and over again
Everyone doesn’t know the cutter within
They just see the kind simple person on the outside
People thinking my anger is just normal
Thinking yelling at me will solve it
But it doesn’t, it just makes things worse
Classmates don’t see me in pain
Teasing me laughing at me
Thinking I’m nothing
Thinking they are better than me
That is why I cut
Mostly to forget my pain inside
Even for a second or two…
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Forever Gone
Dark water
I drown in
Cold ground
Walk with me
Silent screams
Fill me soul
Crave blood
Fed the kneed
Sweat tears
Hold them in
Sharp blade
Fight stress
Evil eyes
Follow me
Strong pain
Must surrender
Lost dreams
Forever gone
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Is it worth it?
How Can some one who i loved More than anything, Who MURDER my Love, Trust, Confadence, and Mind.... Live with himself? Am i every going to get over it? is it possible to get overr it? Dose Love even Exist? If the person i loved so much, lied and smashed me, How am I ever Supost to love again?.... Is Life Really worth this much Pain? -.-
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I wish you hatred
I wish you vile
I wish you insanity
I wish you lies
I wish you fault
I wish you yearn
I wish you crime
I wish you burn
I wish you emptiness
I wish you sorrow
I wish you pain
I wish you will never see tomorrow
Now that I've wished you my Core and all that Ive done
I wished you knew how i felt
I wish you my life
and that you share My burden
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Leave My Soul Without Regret.
Leave The pain Within My Heart.
Heal The Wounds With Your Touch
No More.
Stabbing The Hole More Recklessly.
I Guess It's Time For You To Die.
Good-bye Little Bird.
For You Wotn Fly..
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Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree
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Why?
Why can't you be like everbody else?
Why do you do that to yourself?
Why don't you just die?
I do it because I don't want to be like everbody else.
I don't think I'm skinny enough. Its a coping mechanism.
I live to haunt you
I was told that I was a mistake.
What did I do?
I cut myself.
I was told I wasn't worth it.
What did I do?
I took some pills.
I was told they would send me away.
What did I do?
I ran.
I was told I was a liar.
What did they do?
They raped me.
Iv'e been running ever since.
Clad in black. From head to toe.
Covered in scars. They are a mark.
Purging. To take control
I live in rebellion. I won't let anybody change me.
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I wish I could feel your touch
just once more
I wish I could hear you whisper
I am worth dying for
I wish fairy tales do come true
because then you
would have saved my heart
not cut it in two
I wish you could hurt
just like me
but that can never be
Wishes or not
you left me to rot
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A friend is a flower,
A rose to be exact;
Or Maybe like a brand new gate
That never comes unhached.
A friend is like and Owl,
Both beautiful and wise.
Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost,
Whose spirit never dies.
A friend is like a heart
That goes strong until the end.
Where would we be in this world,
If we didn't have a friend?
- by Princess_Rainbow_Ninja95 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/01/2010 |
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- Title: My Own Poems! PLz dont steal!.
- Artist: Princess_Rainbow_Ninja95
- Description: my poems that I wrote! YES I WROTE THEM! i worked hard on them... please do not steal them
- Date: 06/01/2010
- Tags: poems
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Mr Clocksy - 07/05/2010
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a gentle whisper in the breeze,
somethings in life are such a tease.
i daresay to ask u what u feel,
do u write poetry in order to heal?
perhaps ur emotions get the best of u,
writing them out is something fun to do.
and then again its nice to know,
the playfullness ur piece of art may show.
even when all minds are mocked,
u appear to be one who refuses to be bloked.
ur words are gentle, rather kind,
i know you will see another talent in tehre waiting for u to find. ^.^ - Report As Spam
- Princess_Rainbow_Ninja95 - 06/07/2010
- i wish to be a writer wen i get older. i have been writing poems for like ever now. and u can write poems to... just set ur heart and mind to it.. =)
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- Rainbow Donkey Princess - 06/01/2010
- I really like them. They're really good! I wish i could write poems *sigh* ): oh well!
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