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 Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 7:13 pm
This is poems/lyrics that I have written myself, feel free to comment!
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Posted: Sat Mar 15, 2008 7:23 pm
Patience
Life is honour
Death is natural
The time ticks down
We think factual
Most take their time
When the beginning starts
But when something happens
They race from the heart
Missing things along the way
Dreams shattered
No hope or play
Rational Thinker
I do not recall
Just someone
With no patience at all
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 10:05 am
Melancholic mind
Unnoticed, alone, sad, depressed
Thus begins the slow decline to a life of heck
You think negative thoughts
Your mind in a blur
You question your life
And actions for sure
Why should I be here? I’m not noticed at all!
If I just packed up and left, no one would care or fall.
They probably would cheer, for the weird one is gone.
Though they didn’t try to get to know me, they all were wrong.
A bunch of hypocrites living lives of lies.
Their dreams being spoon fed to them, they don’t need to try.
Then you see me, a troubled child and life.
I dream of what they have, and they just throw it away, like their lives.
I might want what they have, but not their personality that they disguise.
Because I rather be alone, sad, and misunderstood.
Then someone who hides themselves, just to get them attention they don’t deserve.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 2:21 pm
With Me
Why can’t they be here?
Bringing me joy
Instead of tears
Making me laugh
Remembering the years
Priceless moments
Spent together, now all gone
Only up there in the sky
Do you guide me well
Give me little signs
So I can see
I miss you being here
I miss your voice
You never get to see me grow older
And truly be me
Though you’re not in this hectic world
I carry you in my heart
To keep me strong
So if I need you
I never have to look far
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 2:22 pm
Second Past Done
Tick tock, tick tock
I swear to God the time has stopped
But the noises egg
On and on
I ponder to myself
Where has time gone?
Just want to live
The life I got
I took it for granted
Those sad thoughts
Screwed in the end
By my own dear friend
Conscience vanished
My life satanic
The time ran out
The bombs gonna blow
Should I stay?
Or should I go?
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 2:23 pm
Something That Grew Out of Nothing
Blinded by friendship
Neither did know
What would come in the future?
What would eventually grow?
A small talk once a day
Increased their hearts
Their eyes sensed something
They didn’t at the start
They love that they
Didn’t really know about
Grew to be shared with another
Other then themselves
A perfect image
Of the love of my life
The one I waited for
The one I dreamed about at night
Now bound by love
Deep inside our souls
No more locked gate
But a happy free soul
You’re the one I want
You’re the one I need
You are the one that completes me
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 2:25 pm
Just A Picture
I stare at a picture
Though it isn’t the same
To actually talk to you
To hear you say my name
A moment capture
A memory forever
I'll never forget
How we were together
Though it was in the past
And it seemed so short
The image in my mind
Will never distort
A moment capture
A memory forever
I'll never forget
How we were together
The fun times, the sad times
Race through my mind
Its hard to forget
We were combined
A moment capture
A memory forever
I'll never forget
How we were together
Now just a picture
Falls from my hand to the floor
A picture made of paper
No meaning anymore
What happened between us
Seemed galore
But now just a memory
Faded....no more
A moment capture
A memory forever
I'll never forget
How we were together
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 2:27 pm
It’s All Worth It
There’s things you’ll never understand
And things you’ll never grasp
You’ll think about your life
And all that has past
Your believes will stay strong
And your goals intact
You’ll search the souls of others
Remembering the pats on the back
The life you had of no worries
Just playing and fun
Slowly slipped away
Like the setting sun
Expectations to fill
Dreams to achieve
A life of work no play
Is what it seems to be
Every good deed unnoticed
No more pats on the back
Its may be a small insignificant smirk
That somehow keeps you on track
You just do what you do
With a smile on your face
Knowing your making the world a better place
Remembering you never need someone to say you did good
The small warm feeling inside
Should be the significance of good
Never feel your not good enough
Or wish to be someone else
Because you were made for this reason
To excel from your shell
Always be yourself, and don’t fake your friends
Everything you do in life will be rewarded in the end
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 8:00 pm
What Have I Become
I waited for you
But it got to late
I slowly started to realize
This was a huge mistake
I fell for it again
Not knowing when
My head would know
This aint the way to go
I tried so hard
And failed in the end
No one won
I lost again
My head drops
The tears splash the floor
Gained nothing
But more hell to indore
No one can save me
For I did this myself
I led my own way
To my enternal hell
Lonely
Alone
And misunderstood
I have nothing left
But my ripped soul
My silent voice
My tears and my fears
I might have cracked
But I'm still here
I might not be the best
But i fought through my years
Now its time to go
And shed no more tears
Its now time to go
To finally
Let go of all my fears
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 8:01 pm
Knife
The sharp blade, that impales the soul.
Of the one who has done evil.
The one full of hatred.
The blood pours out,
The evil is released,
The evil surrounds,
That simple knife.
The knife that did the damage,
Wrong?
It was the beholder.
The one who got tempted.
The one who went to the dark,
And shot out the light.
They might enjoy the thrill now,
Until the pain gets them.
Once the same has been done onto them,
Will they still enjoy?
Will the evil be released, again?
Will it control another?
Who will have the power....?
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Posted: Mon Mar 24, 2008 4:19 pm
Uncontrollable guilt
You do something wrong
And get caught in action
You got screwed in the end
From your own infraction
Ashamed by all
Even yourself
You shake you head wondering
Have I’ve sunk to hell?
It plays with your mind
Haunts you daily
You go and weep
You survive barley
It’s uncontrollable
Takes over your life
Just for doing wrong
That one night
It starts to slip
And takes control
You have a feeling
To do the crime some more
You try to resist
But fail in the end
You take that blade
And murder your friend
You wake later
Bloody knife, bloody hands
You weep knowing
You went out of control again
You take the knife
And without boast
A matured decision
That would save the most
No more innocent blood split
Only the accused tonight
You took that knife
And ended you life
You watched the blood
Pour out in a trail
You fall to the floor
Struggling for air
In your final breath
You lightly say
…Uncontrollable guilt ended my life today….
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 8:36 pm
Dreadful Fantasy
Silent words echoed
Aware but not found
Looks of wants and desires
Searching all around
The thoughts of hope
The turns of light
Strong willed and full of might
Before one knows
Shattered from the hearts
Of the one’s who made it from the start
Misunderstood and ignored
They try to reach out
Silent shouts
Their blocked out
From society’s doubts
Filled with stress and emotions
Misconceptions of oneself
You waste the time, you don’t have
Just sitting dreading yourself
You want so much, but get so few
Asking yourself what to do?
Life’s unfair
Rose’s have thorns
Love that’s strong
Can be ripped and scorn
What you think you known
Goes away in the end
Your life of under stance
Turned into something you dread
To late now, your in to deep
Your life is miserable, alone, misconceived
Reaching out an option no more
Only pain and suffering
Is what you must endure
Home alone, quiet room, quiet house,
Just a fantasy you dread for yourself.
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Posted: Sun May 04, 2008 8:21 pm
Why Did You Do It?
You look around at all the faces
There bodies are here
There minds say vacant
Lost off in there own world
My life of thoughts is better
Better than anything here
This world of misconceptions
Your running from your fear
Your shriveled heart of hope
Beats of life no more
You lost it long way back
When you walked out that door
The blood of life pumps no more
Because you let it run to the floor
You ended your life
All because of that one fight
The mourning victims
The innocent cries
Now everyone hurts inside
All because of you
And your lies
My life of thoughts is better
Better than anything here
This world of misconceptions
Your running from your fear
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