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This site is my place to publish my poems. Not much else. Just poems. Written by me. The top links are the links to my poems.. i think there's about 8 right now.. undoubtably more to come..heh >never seems to run out of inspiration... just will to write<
and yeah, i know it's virtually pointless, but i like posting them cause.. it's not like anyone reads them anyway. hell, i dont even read them. Seriously.. i forget what i wrote and I'll go back later and be like "damn, that was a good line.. i dont remember writing that" haha.
Har. The oldest on here were written over a year ago. The newest one was written about 6 months ago, and I haven't written anything decent since. I wish i'd written dates on them, so I knew exactly when I wrote each, but I didn't think of it at the time, so hardly any of them have real dates.
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Its an undying hatred.
A pain like no other.
My tortured heart weeps
As my emotions take cover.
My feelings lurk.
Behind this mask i wear.
In hopes of concealing
All my grief and despair.
Cuts may heal.
Lacerations may mend.
But the pain i convey
Seems never to end.
And just as a weak light shines down upon
This wounded heart of mine,
Love chooses a new weapon.
And a brand new gash is made.
This one deep,
And very narrow.
Seeming almost never to fade.
This sadistic slash,
This vicious gash,
Leaves scars upon my ego.
And makes my damaged self-esteem crash.
My heart now ripped to pieces,
Rendered helpless and now blind.
Is now open for all to see
My pain, passion, and unceasing grief.
Short lived is this victory.
By now i heal quiet fast.
My heart is now scabbed over.
Though this numbness will not last.
Through depression
I grow stronger.
Despite hatred
I forget
Of the stones the past has thrown me.
My heart mends,
And i forget.
And right as i hit my high point,
My world comes crashing down.
Life throws another speed bump,
And i crumble to the ground.
The earth beneath my feet gives way.
All i thought i loved has gone.
And my tattered heart
Is again torn apart.
And I've lost all i could count on.
Altought crying may be useless,
Swift tears run down my face.
Self-pity does me no good,
To myself, i am a disgrace.
Depression overwhelms me.
And i start to cry again.
Aggression overcomes me.
And i lash out at close friends.
Its all too much for me to bear.
I'm forlorn and quite alone.
I lay here, neglected and distraught.
The bloody puddle is my own.
I continue to weep uncontrollably.
The bloodstained razor
Is here beside me.
I have given up.
Ive lost all hope.
There's nothing left.
Im letting go.
And so begins the vicious cycle,
One with out an end.
There are no cures, no medications,
No help from so-called friends.
And my tortured heart
May be ripped apart,
But it will mend again.
On and on, the cycle goes;
Love. Pain.
Hurt. Shame.
Loathing. Depression.
Hatred. Aggression.
Emotions reek havoc
Inside our own minds.
Without relief,
Our souls it binds.
Until one day,
We all break down.
I can take this no more!
Im my own blood I drown.
My emotions get the best of me,
And i get lost inside.
The pain i feel is visible now,
No longer must i hide.
I take comfort in the knowing
That this gash will be the last.
The pills i swallowed
Should not take long,
I pray they kill me fast.
From heaven I can see you cry
Heart-wrenching tears of pain.
Although its sad,
Im happy that
I suffered not in vain.
About:
oookayyy now we get into the OLD poems from like forever ago. heh.. hrm.. i do believe this was the first one i wrote that i ever..liked.. i dunno. i wrote it one night almost a year ago when i couldn't sleep. back in the very dark days... eh.. :/ but.er. yeah there isnt much to say about this one. except that it's very old. and one of my favorites.
