Some of my stuff. tell me what you think.

[steve112]

Why does he do this to himself.

its like tragedy in colour
his hearts slow
his face childish in response
he's seen to many atrocities to be thrilled by actualities
his years precipated
suddenly he starts free falling
into the unknown that is his heart
but then he stops
looking around he sees things
terrible things in this dark lifeless capsule that is him
a hollow cavity
a bleak existance
he starts to sink into the dark ocean
his body numb from the feelings
his hurt allows him to dissapear
blood gushing from his wrists
two cuts and its all over
hold your breath
all you can do is pray
sweet dreams kid say goodbye
he doesn't miss her
thats a lie
he needs her to swim
while she is able to fly.




-steve

[sylvanlightning]

From each cut flows a fractal flame,
Eternal... the Soul Radiates a Peaceful Glow;
Priceless, we are each a Universe and Universal, undivided.

[steve112]

Sorrow.

transcend through infinity
stay subtle stay serene
you are stronger then i know
i can tell by the way you talk
you are more solid then i thought
so throw away your worries
wrap your fingers up in mine
we'll sail through this together
ill make sure you will be fine
for i also have a secret
im getting sadder ever day
its like a song without the words
watch as i slowly fade away
save me now from myself
im lost caught inside my head
i need that rock back in my life
help me remember the words you've said
im disguised from view
time to emerge from hiding
so you do the thing you do
help me stop all this writing
i dont know why i cant be alone
im so greatful for all your sincarity
but lying in bed all alone last night
gave me a true moment of clarity
me and you wont ever be together
sorry it took so long too see
but even with this recent enlightenment
i cant help but feel sad
i took way to much of your time
just to feel the same as what we had.

-steve

[Ruthy]

not too shabby steve..
good details...

keep writing :]

[mfgriff]

this skit is wack
can i have
my 27 seconds back

[rambleON]

Why does he do this to himself.

its like tragedy in colour
his hearts slow
his face childish in response
he's seen to many atrocities to be thrilled by actualities
his years precipated
suddenly he starts free falling
into the unknown that is his heart
but then he stops
looking around he sees things
terrible things in this dark lifeless capsule that is him
a hollow cavity
a bleak existance
he starts to sink into the dark ocean
his body numb from the feelings
his hurt allows him to dissapear
blood gushing from his wrists
two cuts and its all over
hold your breath
all you can do is pray
sweet dreams kid say goodbye
he doesn't miss her
thats a lie
he needs her to swim
while she is able to fly.




-steve


steve you asked a very good question. why does he do this to himself.
you should answer that. because i don't know, but would certainly like to find out.

this poem started out bad, then got ugly. rather, progressively depressive. perhaps it is impossible to answer this question if we don't know anything defyingly good about this person who seemingly never had a chance to begin with....he needed a nest.

your second work struck a similar chord. are you writing from a whaling heart or for a wondering audience.

[steve112]

well i have alot of hurt rambleON. i am getting better ill post some of my newer stuff. why do i do this to myself? because i was in love and its really hard to get out of love. i write to get some of the darkness out of my heart.. hopefully to make room for some light.

[rambleON]

well i have alot of hurt rambleON. i am getting better ill post some of my newer stuff. why do i do this to myself? because i was in love and its really hard to get out of love. i write to get some of the darkness out of my heart.. hopefully to make room for some light.


im looking foward to reading some of your new stuff.

[steve112]

its not alot happier but it is some stuff that i wrote just to blow off steam or something i dont know. like they dont pertain to much.

[steve112]

watching waiting
anticipation is growing
desire is fading
when wil i know
what problems do i have
how am i in this situation
i hate it
dark rooms no windows
bleak life no excitement
no friends no socialization
fires inside me
passion to do anything
but its locked up
key thrown away
tis debate, this fight is over
the end is upon me and what am i to do
accept it deny it admit it
fuck this world fuck its system
flawed and destroyed it is broken
we are broken
but anything broken can be mended
fix it. fix me.

-steve.

[steve112]

light...
is there still some light to see
something to look up to
can eyes see past the atrocities
the anguish he has been through
this story seems to be over
is his heart worth fighting for
i think the love has past
theres barely light anymore
the darkness slowely engulfed him
as he thought about that girl
the one who got away
he then did realize something
those feeling were there to stay
while he basked in all his sorrow
he seemed to overlook
that the girl that got away
the one who still loved
was feeling the exact same way
as he called and called and called
to that girl that he let go
sinking after every ring
he heard her voice reply hello
this darkness starts to vanish
as they resolve their big fight
once again their hearts did soar
as all that darkness turns to light

-steve.