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• 2004-06-10

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• Haven't really achieved much in my life.
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• 1994
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Friday, May 6, 2005

Poem #9
Well I guess this one is kinda mushy mushy. I think this one sucks but what heck. Here ya go.

Flowing Tears

These flowing tears fall
across my face like a
river leading into a
waterfall.
But these flowing tears
are filled with much
more than the water
people see.
These flowing tears are
like fragments of my
being that are dripping
slowly down these cheeks.
These flowing tears are
filled with the sadness
that I hide from
everyone around me.
These flowing tears are
filled with the emotions
that I feel I like
I may never reclaim.
These flowing tears are
filled with agonizing
pain of love after
putting all that I could
into it.
These flowing tears are
filled with so much
pain from the past
that it slows me
down in this present
day of my life.
These flowing tears can't
be wiped away so easily
but I know in my heart
that I'm stronger and
better than the way
I feel right now.
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Thursday, May 5, 2005

Poem #8
I'm kinda thinking alot about love and all that stuff. Kinda wish I had a girlfriend right now. Some one I love and hold and really care for. Man but then again I'm just dreaming my ass off. Maybe I'm just destined to be a lone huh.
Well come to think about it. The next poem I'm about to put up is talking my true love. Even though I know I will never experience that. Enough of my yakking. Here ya go.

My True Love

Is there a such thing
as true love?
If you have a heart
there is.
Is there someone out
there for me that fits
that description?
If I keep believing
there is.
My true love won't be
that easy to find I
know, but she's somewhere
out there waiting to
be loved.
Even if it takes my whole
life, I'll find you.
Then again you could be
right in my face waiting
in the corner.
My true love will be
loved by me no matter
what it might cost me.
She won't have to worry
about anything.
Down this road I walk,
I face many ups and downs
but all of that won't matter
when we meet.
Until that day comes, our
hearts will be bound by
that fragment of hope
my true love.

Now I wrote this poem when I actually belived in love. Like I said before, I really don't see anybody coming into my life like that. Later.
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Poem #7
Well this is kinda about my dad. Here ya go.

A Haunting Wind

As I step out the shadows and
into the light, I see the leaves
begin to take flight and then
I know its a haunting wind.
My personal demons began to
surround me so bringing forth
my inner woes and in their wake
they bring that breeze knowing
that it's a haunting wind.
They come and I fight as if
they are real never knowing when
to give forming more haunting
winds.
As I walk I feel a chill and
another demon just appeared
bringing forth its haunting wind.
Standing there, I took its pain
and within it lays my other
seal.
After its done, the winds die down
and now I know what lies within.
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Wednesday, May 4, 2005

Thanks
Hey thanks for the comments on my poems. I don't really have a whole lot of time. I'm just able to type up some of the poems that I've written. Like I said thanks. Oh and I got to sign some more guestbooks. I'll be back on later. Later.
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Tuesday, May 3, 2005

Poem #6
Boredom is a killer. Oh just a little hint. The titles to the last 2 and a few others come from songs off of Soulblade. Here ya go

The Gears of Madness

Trapped inside my own head,
I'm trying to find myself
but in return I recieve the
gears of madness.
I wander through my dreams
searching for answers only
to hear the words 'You're
just like him' forming the
gears of madness.
Hearing your laughter inside
my head, crystalizing the
gears of madness.
Wanting to be nothing like
you but deep down I know I am
is destroying my gears of
sanity.
Feeling my heart grow dark
and cold just like yours, has
formed your image and my
gears of madness.
Never knowing what I want
has formed the gears of
madness that soon you will
fix.
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Poem #5
Here you guys go. Another poem from a guy who is very bored right now.

Castaway into Darkness

Drifting around in this lonely place, I've come realize that
I am nothing more than a castaway
into darkness.
Hearing the screams of the past, feeling the pain of the present,
and seeing the dreams of the future slipping away, I am a castaway in darkness.
Always having my mind clouded
with fear, I am a castaway into darkness.
Ever changing into something that
I fear, I now know that I am a castaway into darkness.
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Poem #4
These next few poems are going to deal with my father. My mom and I got into this big arguement and she made the statement of me being just like him so I was kinda stuck this way for a little bit. Here ya go.

Darkness of Fate

Through his eyes he looks into
the mirror and sees his darkness
of fate.
To hear the pain that was caused
by him, he realizes that he is becoming more like the person he hates the most, thus revealing his darkness of fate.
To know that he looks and feels
hust like him makes him thrive
in anger, therefore bringing
forward his darkness of fate.
To know that soon I may become
just like him makes me regret
life, thus sealing my darkness
of fate.
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Monday, May 2, 2005

Poem #3
I don't have much time to check and sign guestbooks. I'll check them next time I get on. I only have enough time to post another poem, so you guys are a 2 for 1 thing. This is about suicide. Just giving you warning before you guys read it. Here ya go.

Steel-Bladed Blade

He walks into the bathroom feeling
lost and empty clutching nothing
more than his steel-bladed blade.
He has lived in the realm between reality and fantasy never knowing what's truly real or what's fake.
Placing the steel-bladed blade on his wrist, his veins begin to pop up as if to say 'Go ahead and cut me.'
With the steel-bladed blade firmly in his grip and shining from the bright light, he thinks about what his heart desired.
'Love, passion, dreams,
hope...........'
Then he thinks about a hole that has been left deep in his heart, as if a dark, cold abyss has been opened right smack in the middle.
Now his mind is set as the faces of the past and the dreams of the future have now been erased.
With a quick cut with the steel-bladed blade, crimson red blood begins to spew out from his wrist.
With a sink full of blood and a dead body on the floor, another lifeless soul lays there thanks to the harsh, cold reality of the steel-bladed blade.

I almost did this one day. I just got sick and tired of life. Nothing seemed to work out. Especially with the girl I really liked. I think I'm very different from everybody else. I kinda feel like an outcast sorta speak. I feel alone. Maybe thats why I'm better off as a loner. Well I don't know. Later.
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Poem #2
Yeah I forgot to mention that a lot of these poems are like deep inner thoughts, and for the most part they are kinda sad and all. Well whatever here is number 2.

Limits

The young man realizes he is
human.
That every human and living being
has its limits.
The young man's mind, body and
spirit has reached its limits.
He can push no further and think
no further because he has reached his limits.
He can't break free of the chains
that bind him to ground.
He felt he had no limits and because of this he fears his
death is near.
With the chains of fate around him, he passes out from all this pain and falls to the ground.
All he sees as he lays flat is the picture he saved.
He uttered these words as he laid
there dying, 'I may regret all that I've done throughout my life,
I won't regret the way I've pushed myself to protect you.
I may never know if you actually
love me but I know that in my heart I have found my true love.'
There was onhly silence as the wind blew through the land.
His prone, dead body laying
there.
In his human form, he reached his limits, but in death he's able to reach new heights.
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Thursday, April 28, 2005

Poem #1
This poem was written early in the school year. I was going through a rough time and I was thinking about suicide and after I just start finding out about my dad and I just started to lose hope. This also came while I was trying to get with the girl I told you guys about. Well here it is.

Reflection

What do I see when I look into
the mirror?
Nothing but the face of a
lost soul.
A lost soul that is torn between
unanswered questions, the present,
and the uncertainty of the
future.
A face of a being who has lost
all hope.
A being who has to open old
wounds just find things he has
lost.
In this mirror, I see the eyes
of a person who is blinded by the
hearts of the past, a soul of
a person who has grown colder
than ice and has lost his warmth
and the eyes of the people I've
lost and brought pain to.
The reflection of a person who is
afraid to let the person within
out.
The reflection of a person who is
afraid to have friends because he
knows he will hurt them in the
end.
The reflection of the man who abandoned him shows in a shattered
mirror.
The reflection of my flame slowly dying out shows in this shattered
mirror.
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