Heres a few by me..dont know if anyone cares but here they go Overture to Masochism Whip-lashed girl, Help me once again Im through with it all, I knew I would be in the end There were days when I begged you to purify my sins It all feels too sweet, like the sugar you scratch out of your skin My favorite dream that I recall A kitchen knife, your voice inside a withered bathroom stall See the place at the top of the stairs, The place you spoonfed me your tears They still remain in my mouth and have been for years Ill wait for you there As the stars near the sky Ill bleed for you there Till my veins run dry Curl close to me by the fire And we'll burn away all of our cries My Michelle We came from the gutter And rose above the waste The wasteland of teenagers Searching for their space Our love was a sin An odd twist of fate You set out the line And I snagged the bait Star crossed and pumped with a syringe A pure fairy tale with an alcohol binge Please tear me away from my michelle Please tear me away from her glorious hell Our love is pure, with a poisonous sting Imprisoned in her soul, without any key. Another Day In Wonderland A day of laughter with no harsh sounds We played like children in a playground To return to a world that slipped away Immune to the paths of life we stray Do you think if everyone felt that way? Do you think "What if God had his way?" The world would forget how to judge? We'd learn to accept, We'd learn how to love? I dont know, what can I say All I do is dream all day anyways But stick around and dream with me No one is stuck, we all soon break free
Whether anyone cares or not, the point is you care enough to share, and I will read... interesting do you have more?
Interesting stuff - you weave innocence and cynicism with skill...there's a gritty vibrancy, a hideous realism, a bitterness. I love the withered bathroom stall - that's ugly and true. I too am interested in reading more.
This is my newest one....thanks for the requests....most people think my poems are too dark, which is true, but im trying to be more lighthearted.... Ocean Light The urban landscape passes sublime Unfolded in a sea of broken memories A thousand souls stretch across the land A cloud of smog lays its poisonous hand A million lights, A beautiful sight The urban version of stars at night Stars on the ground, None in the sky For all we know, all have died Pumping out dreams like the new sensation And spitting you out like its own creation Look at blind starlet vixen Dixie With a new agenda, A new mission She lost her vision, and then the time She lost alot more than her mind What do you bring? What do you borrow? Do you sing that song of unsung sorrow? I want to see it end
