poems i have written
Posted: September 27th, 2017, 10:07:16 am
I have written poems and would love some opinions!
Angel Of Death
I guess you could say im blessed
that the angels sang at my birth
but i feel as if im cursed
a demon in a human shell
a demon who walks in the darkness of humanity afraid to show its hideously beautiful face in fear the world might reject it
so i hide in the deepest depths of human darkness
so i smile when i get to banish them my smiling face is all they see till i give them what eludes me
Ink
I burned my pages and proclaimed i was done writting
but the ink still flows my veins like water in a creek
and the pen still holds me under its command
the morning brought into life a new book that shall stand were the old one once did and one day i shall burn those pages to
You Dont, I Wont, No More
I'm standing here....
Standing here waiting for you to realize...
Realize just what your doing to me.
You call me love.
You call me baby.
But you don't wanna kiss me good night.
You don't wanna hold my hand,
You don't wanna hold me in your arms when I cry,
You don't realize your slowly loosing me.
You don't.... Just don't
Now I'm walking away.
Tired of the heartache.
Sorry it's to late to say sorry.
You don't want me.
I wont stay.
I wont be hurt time and time again.
I wont be hidden like your dirty little secret.
No more waiting.
No more tears
No more pain
No more...
No more we.
No more us.
No more.
No more.
Just me myself and I
Insanity
Repeating the same action and expecting a different outcome.
by this definition i am insane.
i make the same decisions
and i hope for a new maybe better result............
history repeats its self
in away with the definition of insanity aren't we all insane dont we all make the same decisions and same mistakes doesnt history repeat its self with all of us
Angel Of Death
I guess you could say im blessed
that the angels sang at my birth
but i feel as if im cursed
a demon in a human shell
a demon who walks in the darkness of humanity afraid to show its hideously beautiful face in fear the world might reject it
so i hide in the deepest depths of human darkness
so i smile when i get to banish them my smiling face is all they see till i give them what eludes me
Ink
I burned my pages and proclaimed i was done writting
but the ink still flows my veins like water in a creek
and the pen still holds me under its command
the morning brought into life a new book that shall stand were the old one once did and one day i shall burn those pages to
You Dont, I Wont, No More
I'm standing here....
Standing here waiting for you to realize...
Realize just what your doing to me.
You call me love.
You call me baby.
But you don't wanna kiss me good night.
You don't wanna hold my hand,
You don't wanna hold me in your arms when I cry,
You don't realize your slowly loosing me.
You don't.... Just don't
Now I'm walking away.
Tired of the heartache.
Sorry it's to late to say sorry.
You don't want me.
I wont stay.
I wont be hurt time and time again.
I wont be hidden like your dirty little secret.
No more waiting.
No more tears
No more pain
No more...
No more we.
No more us.
No more.
No more.
Just me myself and I
Insanity
Repeating the same action and expecting a different outcome.
by this definition i am insane.
i make the same decisions
and i hope for a new maybe better result............
history repeats its self
in away with the definition of insanity aren't we all insane dont we all make the same decisions and same mistakes doesnt history repeat its self with all of us