Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Sunset
A poem I wrote for an ecard, which you can find my clicking the link at the bottom.

Though I know you’ve only gone away,
My heart yearns more for you each day.
And with the setting of each day’s sun,
One more day of waiting is almost done.
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Tonight
For some reason this disappeared, so I'm reposting it.

I don’t want to wake tomorrow, don’t want to see your face.
I don’t want to hear what you say.
Tonight will be the end for me.

If this slender thread I sever,
Then everything will be okay.
This moment will last forever
And with me you will always stay.

I can’t take any more regrets, can’t take this much pain.
I can’t take your apology.
Tonight will be the end for me.
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Saturday, July 30, 2005

Lost
A frozen soul behind cold eyes
Not touched by the world’s cruel lies
Waiting to awake once more
For one to save what was before.

Once betrayed and once withdrawn,
What once was is almost gone.
Only one can break this curse
And the damage done, reverse.
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Thursday, July 14, 2005

Light's Torture
Burning in the pure light of day
Changing from hunter into prey
Hiding in the shadows of one’s own face
Seeking to escape the disgrace
Screaming as wind slices tainted skin
Crying as the torture does begin
Striving to escape everlasting pain
Sinking into darkness once again

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Friday, July 1, 2005

Frozen
An eternal winter.
Frost and snow.
A chill that lasts forever.
The deaths that follow.
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Thursday, June 9, 2005

Shinju (Double Suicide)
Whispered words
Bodies entwined
Blending screams
A final goodbye
Silence

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Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Hollow
I've already used this in a wallpaper, but I'll put it here as well.

You’ve seen me
And what I am inside.
But you don’t believe me
When I say I’m not alive.

The walking dead.
Nobody’s home, nothing’s here.
Nothing in my head.
No joy, no fear.

You know me.
You’ve seen my core.
But you believe
I’m something more.

You’re wrong,
You confide in nothing.
I’m already gone;
I’ve stopped breathing.
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Monday, May 23, 2005

Insanity
I once was told
The universe is infinite,
With infinite worlds.
If this is true,
The universe is in my head.
Thousands of worlds,
Even I haven’t seen them all.
A boy once said I was insane.
Insane, mad, crazy.
They all mean the same thing.
The people in one world
Say that I am insane.
They call their world “Reality.”
They think that it’s the only world.
That it’s the best one.
But they can’t see the others.
I don’t know why they can’t
And I can.
Maybe it’s a gift.
Or maybe a curse.
I like some of the worlds,
Like the one with the beach.
That’s just after the one with the bridge.
Well, sometimes.
They all move.
I can never find a certain one.
I can’t even control where I am.
I seem to go to “Reality” the most.
It’s interesting there.
Sometimes there’s a man in a white coat.
He says I need to stay with him.
But I never want to.
He talks too much.
I like it better when it’s just the white room.
White is a good color.
It’s perfect for drawing on.
They won’t let me draw,
But I can still draw with my mind.
I paint beautiful pictures there,
But I always make them go away.
So no one ever sees them.
I like it that way.
They’d probably hate them
And say that I’m mad.

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Saturday, May 21, 2005

Repentance
Don’t fear me.
No crying.
Don’t help me.
I’m repenting.

For my crimes,
Blood I pay.
All the times
I’ve gone astray.

Crimson lines
Down my face.
Strange designs
Of blood-red lace.

Drops of life
Keep dripping.
A stained knife
That keeps slipping.
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Sunday, May 15, 2005

Another poem..not sure if I can use this one either...
It was almost three a.m.
None were coming to save him.
As he wrote his last goodbye.

A crumpled note by the door.
A torn picture on the floor.
A truth he couldn’t deny.

And he slipped out the widow,
Fell down to the streets below
Just a stain on the concrete.

Never liking reality
And dreaming of fantasy.
Only death made him complete

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