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Senseofchaos
Las Vegas
She writes like the grim reaper About pain, loss and tortured souls Yet she has the sweetest smile That could make a broken man whole She writes about the lonely girl Who cries for her broken heart She says she's never been in love For her, lying seems like an art She has a quirky sense of humour Her laugh is a sweet melody She write about being lost and alone Shes always surrounded by family She writes about the child that cries While his parents fight downstairs She's lives such a happy life With no sign of pain and despair Sometimes when she speaks to me, She seems so young and naive Her poems carry such soul and depth That they came from her is hard to believe How can she understand my darkness If she's never felt pain or desolation? Why do her words ring true to me When I know it's just her imagination?   Her sad rhymes always make me cry I just can't figure her out Is there some sorrow that she hides deep? Or does she just twist her words around?
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 1:01 PM UTC
Mismatched
Death before dishonor, blood before tears, incapacitation before submission, Bite your way past the blows to the heart, search within yourself for that fury ignition. Wrath stains your gut with an acidic feel, but sorrow leaves your heart defenseless, Scream a scream, pain makes you strong, love leaves you senseless. Put on the face of warriors, breath deep, get ready, Run fast and fight hard, never let them catch you unsteady. Feel each vein light on fire, each muscle ache with strength, don't ever stop, Push and push until you can no longer stand, continue until you are on top. No soft feeling of affection could ever compete with this raw power, Hold fast, for you cannot ever cower.
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
Facade
So, go ahead and shoot me, shoot me right in the brain, Maybe that's what it takes, takes to become sane. When I look into the eyes of myself, all I see is waste, I feel my stomach clench and my tongue is covered in an acidic taste. Tears fall but they're only felt, not seen, How hard I try to hide, hide this beast within my being.
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC
Shoot Me