Lighting lights the night sky.
Dread felling you insides.
Thunder rumbles, crashes , rolls across the night.
A drop plops! Then another soon
A rythem begins against the concert.
You watch with shock as the blood drips.
Felling your mind with images of stain skin.
The mixture of rain and blood,
Swirls, circling the drain
Flowing away from the sin that was committed.
Lighting flashes! Lighting up the frozen horror.
Rain rolls down following the trail of old tears.
Washing away the last emotion shead.
The final screams gone with the wind.
The cascading rain fades,
The thunder dies down
Leaving in the wake
Dead silence.
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 12:24 AM UTC
I would cry but I have no more tears left for,
this time they have run dry,
My heart dose not ache, dose not break,
Not for their sake. I do not wake to drown
in their lake of hate, but for my own sake.
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 6:33 PM UTC
Each day grows shorter
Her past she hoarders
Riding on a sea,
A sea of misery
He was taken away
At such a young age
Whats more worse
Then a mother out living her son?
She hold on
ON to the Emotions
The hate,
The pain,
The regret.
Her guilt
It;s eating her away
as she remembers the last words she said
oh how she wished he wasn't dead
How she wishes to hold his hand once more
How she could take the monsters away
how she could make the time turn back.
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 6:29 PM UTC
It started as a seed
A drop of water
it sprouts
Roots grips clumps of dirt
Growing little by little
Just a leaf
Then a stem
A bud appears
Slowly opens
A flower!
So crisp and sweet
Whiter then a cloud
A single drop
A ruby drop
So bright and yet so dark
it drips from petal to petal
leaving a trail
dying each petal as it goes
another drop
then another'
soon its hole world is covered
In a Crimson stain
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 6:23 PM UTC
I want to learn,
To learn how to fill these pages.
Blank so bar, sitting there
Begging me to write,
To right something real
Something with meaning,
Heart, soul, goals.
Anything my heart holds.
I waned to show the meaning,
The meaning each poem holds.
How it shows whats really in each soul,
To show the raw emotion,
The emotion that's laced in each line,
Each line we hide behind.
It calls our names,
It draws us near,
Holding us there with each word,
Whether is said with love or scorn,
These are our words, our voice
These are the things we've seen
Things we've heard.
I want to learn,
How to put it in the right words.
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 6:09 PM UTC
Hold me every night,
never count the time till you have to leave,
I never want to her you say 'go away"
Love me everyday.
These are the things ill never say,
even if you beg me all day.
You are perfect in an imperfect way,
you found me when know one else was looking,
if i could see what i wanted to see,
i'd see you go down on one knee,
Merry me today.. Just wishing my life away.
If I could get what I wanted to get,
I'd be sleeping in your arms now and forever.
Maybe I'm crazy....
Maybe I'm just wishing my life away.
But these are the things I'll never say
The things I'll never see,
Only in my dreams.
Oh, will it only be but a dream
But Wait!
How is it that you found me?
I was hidden well away from everyone,
How is it you got me to feel this way?
Things i want to say,
Bu i never new how to say them,
only when you are away ,
bu then it's to late.
Sadly i believe I'm wishing my life away
With the words I'll never say.
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 5:47 PM UTC
In awe you gazed upon the blue ocean of sky,
And black spots like tears feel down.
Looking as they fell closer. impending needles
Upon the waiting flesh of unsuspecting
Mortals,
Vessels,
Victims
Unknowing of their own arrived fate,
As slender tears discarded from high
Above found flesh, and the quill did
Burrow as was consumed
A shadow remained of what had stained
On soft tissue,
Then the noise beckoned forth from those
Lacerated by feathers fallen like wailing
Tears from clear blue.
Squalls were heard as from impact, like black
Petals flowering from the seed,
Feathers,
Obsidian,
Shimmered
In the birth of darkness's creation
Talons where nails now clawing
Human remains away,
In insanities confusion of thoughts now
Between two worlds.
Clawed at those of human design,
Onyx greeted crimson and screams greeted suffering,
As all now tainted
On the flowering of slated feather
Birthed once again and the flock
Rejected,
Sight,
Humanities
Tainted plight, as all feather dressed in proper
Order did fly into the blue sky.
"Mummy,
"Yes dear, what is it,
As she pointed in to the vast blueness above their heads,
"I don't know baby,
"They look like black tears mummy,
"Like tears from heaven,
Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 11:17 PM UTC
The sinking feeling grows inside.
I wonder what it will feel like to die.
Will there be pain, or will it feel the same?
The same as it feels to fall into a dreamless sleep?
Will the simple taking of a life
Be by a knife.
Or will it be in the dead of the night?
Will it go by fast or slow,
While I breath my last breath?
Will I regret not living a life properly,
Or will I smile till my heart stops beating?
Will there be someone by my side or,
Will I be alone when I die?
Would anyone cry?
Would there be anyone who couldn't live without me?
I'll sit and wonder till the day
I die, till the end of my time.
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
The sky transitions from night to day. I watch the stars go away as the sun comes up to great us with a new day.
Jan 27, 2015
Jan 27, 2015 at 8:02 AM UTC