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Black_Hearted_Immortal

PostPosted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 10:22 am


I'm Dylan and I have several Poetry Alias'

Alias #1: Dylan Farr
Alias #2: Dylan Patrick Farr
Alias #3: Patrick Hamilton (Pen Name)
Alias #4: JesusSeeker48103


Poem Title: Untitled (open for suggestions)
Written By: Me (of course, lol)


Your "GOD" has forsaken me

Satan refuses entry into hell for me

The only places left for me are the earth or oblivion

A black sun sets on the day of my funeral

I watch them lower my casket in the ground, I try to tell everyone "I'm not dead", but my cries fall upon deaf ears

As my coffin is covered in dirt, my spirit starts to disappear

I finally realize I I made my decision long before I was born

I choose oblivion!

I may be lonely, I may be miserable, but when I float in in that dark abyss, I will finally feel a strange sense of peace
PostPosted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 2:51 pm


Wow, I like it. It just has a tone of despair mixed with relief and peace.

Shattered Perception


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PostPosted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 6:38 pm


loslover
Wow, I like it. It just has a tone of despair mixed with relief and peace.


I agree. I like it, though I'd love to have a better perception of your style. Post more soon, then I can form an opinion on your poetry. Most likely, I'll like it all anyway, but sweatdrop ...you know what I mean.
PostPosted: Mon Dec 18, 2006 7:06 pm


A view that has a semblance of respite there at the end. Like a sigh of relief after a struggle. enjoyed!

indigo

Indigo Dreams


Black_Hearted_Immortal

PostPosted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 12:12 pm


Title: Life Of A High Functioning Autistic Boy
Author: Dylan Farr



This face is scared with claw marks.

While this soul is tattered and torn.

Trying to find a reason to live.

To go on with this lie I live.

Trying to act normal when I'm not.

My mind is being torn to pieces.

Running my fingers across the cuts on my arms.

Inflicted when I used to love self-harm.

Life is a big mystery.

Trying to figure it out is sucking the life out of me.

Another day ends while another one begins.

One day my life will end and someone elses will begin.
PostPosted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 1:40 pm


Well, the first seems like an Ode to Atheism and the second seems like an Ode to Emo, but appart from your token use of teen social fads, you have a lot of talent. I like your work.

Fujitsubo


Black_Hearted_Immortal

PostPosted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 1:45 pm


Fujitsubo
Well, the first seems like an Ode to Atheism and the second seems like an Ode to Emo, but appart from your token use of teen social fads, you have a lot of talent. I like your work.



whats funny about your statement is that I'm in no social groups at all, lol
PostPosted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 2:02 pm


Black_Hearted_Immortal
Fujitsubo
Well, the first seems like an Ode to Atheism and the second seems like an Ode to Emo, but appart from your token use of teen social fads, you have a lot of talent. I like your work.



whats funny about your statement is that I'm in no social groups at all, lol


Well, no, I meant that it more just follows the patterns of those ideas. Those ideas just happen to be token teen fads among certain social groups. I found it amusing how they fit so perfectly.

Fujitsubo


Deadside Dreams

PostPosted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 2:17 pm


Fujitsubo
Well, the first seems like an Ode to Atheism and the second seems like an Ode to Emo, but appart from your token use of teen social fads, you have a lot of talent. I like your work.


Agreed. For me at least, the ability to write from other perspectives in poetry is fairly difficult. I commend your ability to do that so well.
PostPosted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 5:28 pm


The Autistic write captures the emotions of troubled souls quite well, although it was difficult to read with the strikeout of the font. Other than that, it was pretty good 3nodding

indigo

Indigo Dreams


Black_Hearted_Immortal

PostPosted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 7:08 pm


Poetry is my life, without it I'm souless
PostPosted: Wed Dec 20, 2006 3:12 pm


I'm Autistic in real life

Black_Hearted_Immortal


chaos_incarnite91

PostPosted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 3:17 pm


you seem to be extremely opinionated in your work and you seem stubborn judging by the fact that you never let the main point go....I may be way off so please take no offense.
PostPosted: Sun Dec 24, 2006 12:48 pm


I take no offense when other people review my work, I actually use what people have said to improve my work, I like people's opinions

Black_Hearted_Immortal


Black_Hearted_Immortal

PostPosted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 1:55 pm


I pulled out my folder olf my poetry, this is a little of My Older Work, I hope you like it, I wrote it in the Psychiatric Ward

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Title: I Won't Let Them In


They force me into a place I don't want to be

They force me into situations that piss me off

They piss me off so they can keep me here

They keep me here so they can get inside my head

I won't let them in

I won't let them understand

I won't let them cure

I won't let them in my god forsaken soul

I won't let them in

If they try to get in I will fight them

I will hurt them

I will defend myself

I will defend my mind

I will defend my soul

I won't let them in



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