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755 · Aug 2014
My Lonely Grave
Chrissy Aug 2014
Terror stricken, dismayed!
the sound of them ripping the lid off my coffin left me afraid,
I am no monster can they not see,
I did not hurt them, it was they that hurt me.

Would they rather have me dead,
Tear me limb from limb, my organs widespread.
My tell tale heart being ripped from my chest,
At least then my tortured soul will finally be at rest.

The gibbous moon began to wane,
The corpse, no life it did sustain.
Condemned to this pit like abyss,
A chasm of darkness, a life amiss.

Awaken to your nightmarish land,
It was Adam not Eve who witnessed firsthand,
The ruins of mankind,
A hybrid of human, more monster entwined.

In death, night clear, it frowned,
My eyes, in starlit skies they drowned.
The wind - the breath of god - be still,
My grave, perched atop a lonely hill.

And now my soul finds itself alone,
No name carved in my desolate tomb-stone.
No maker or master could foresee,
What horrors, that became of me.
A dream I had, unsettlingly made into a poem
556 · Dec 2014
Finding my Neverland
Chrissy Dec 2014
My mind drifting to a place not to far, imagining beauty everywhere I look,
The sun low in the sky casting a golden glow on the trees.
The willow stroking the water as it sends secrets rippling across to the other side, the fish travelling in schools venturing to new corners, bees and insects carrying themselves talking to the flowers and visiting new plant life.

I sit on the shallow soft green grass as it cushions me, cradling my body effortlessly, the wind whispering in my ear of far off places and distant lands that its travelled to. The suns arms reaching out warming my soul with its healing hands, massaging me with its glow. And then she sits next to me arm draped over my chest as we lay in paradise, her breathing reassuring, her heartbeat soothing, her presence special, angelic and her beauty un-compareable.

The wind carrying our secrets hand in hand to eternity, time is a distant thought that does not exist and death has not touch these lands nor ever will. Forever will never be long enough in her arms, I have truly found my place in neverland and I will carry and visit her there forever because I know we will be together forever in our Neverland for eternity.
488 · Aug 2014
Day/Night
Chrissy Aug 2014
She looked at me with hope in her eyes,
and she saw my pain, the black of the skies.
the beginning of the end, the end of a night,
I close my eyes but I can still see light.

As it comes to an end, the pain fizzles away,
the end of an era, the start of a day.
this day ain't the same, its more like night,
the black of the skies, the absence of light.

The distortion of time, the eyes of the clock,
with each and every second my brain starts to rot.

The perfect thought in an in-perfect world.
An old one I did in my younger days
464 · Oct 2014
In Dreams she comes to me
Chrissy Oct 2014
At night, dreaming, not quite asleep I lay,
with head reclining, she came to me, narcissus-eyes shining for the fray,
I watched and listened with heart fit to break,
to which she came unto me straight,
betwixt and made the cheerless grate.

At last, she sat down by my side,
with her beauty which could not be denied,
with wine-red lips she confessed her love,
Drunk in thought aptly I could not have replied.

With vainer ties, a smile, my pride dissever,
I would give myself to her forever,
Unforsakened I, surprised, debated what to do,
My heart swell but still it grew,
That moment she was mine, and I hers
perfectly purely too.

For my heart grows, for you,
and my memory it lasts
for the last and first found thought of you.
This has a mixture of some of favourite lines from two different classic poems that I though I could keep the original meaning the same but change the secondary meaning to me,

Robert browning - porphyria's Lover, and I'm afraid I can't remember the name or the author of the second poem.
463 · Nov 2014
Remember Me
Chrissy Nov 2014
Remember me and think of me fondly,
If only one last time,
I promise you, I will be waiting,
Before the last bell chimes.

And on that day, that not so distant day,
Give your heart back to me,
If you ever find our memory,
Come and set me free.

Love sometimes blooms like the summer,
It's volatile like the winter sea,
But if I'm still in your heart,
Stop and think of me.

Remember all the times,
Our bodies were intertwined,
A favoured memory,
It's hard to get you from my mind.

Recall those times, forget all my crimes,
Imagine all the things that we'll never do,
You're never far from my memory,
I'll always think of you.

Seasons change, fortunes fade,
Life expires, so do we,
But please promise me that sometimes,
You will think of me
a different side to the song 'Think of Me' from the phantom of the Opera, a different point of view (hopefully it comes across), I have been struggling to write lately hopefully I can get passed it.
408 · Aug 2014
These thoughts!
Chrissy Aug 2014
Ever since my minds been running,
I've had nothing but stress,
Sometimes I wish I could trade it in and have some rest,
People look at me and say;
'Look at all you have, you've been blessed',
But they don't see inside my mind,
Or my unhappiness,
Sometimes my mind gets overcrowded with thoughts and voices it starts to weigh a ton,

The only release is at the entrance to a gun,
How would my friends and family react if I told them of my thoughts that I have in the walls of my house.

My smiles don't last long,
My nights, I can't sleep through,
This sorrow laden soul is about to split in two,
I can feel my heart breaking,
WHY AM I SO SAD?

How much longer,
I can't take this anymore,
Because I'm getting older,
And I'm tired, and I'm sore.
My hearts bleeding,
All my thoughts conceding,

I know these thoughts are wrong,
I'm trying to change,
When I look in the mirror my reflection looks strange,
My OWN shadows estrange,
Sigh.

I just need peace of mind,
And someone hold,
Instead of a fate resigned,
They say that love is blind,
I prey so because I need all the help I can get,
Truefully I'm so far behind I can't seem to catch up,
Another love lost, again I ****** up.
I struggle to write these days, I hate everything I think of, hopefully all this bad will make way for the good or at least half decent one AHHHHHH.
348 · Jun 2014
Her
Chrissy Jun 2014
Her
I drift, the still beating of my heart even louder than before, my body just an empty vessel laying on the floor.

The force that keeps me alive, draining, my empty eyes raining, I struggle to concentrate my mind lost to a million different thoughts, yet they are all the same.

How did I get like this, lonely, she's not beside me, I gasp for breath, I can't find her. Where has she gone, she's missing, moments of the last hug, the last kiss flash in my crowded mind.

The hands of the clock ticking, counting down, each second echoes around my soul causing terrible pain like a blade cutting through me.

I'm lost in a maze of feelings and I can't find my way back, I need help, I need her.
347 · Oct 2014
My Unworthiness
Chrissy Oct 2014
Who is the chosen one to complete me,
And to fulfil my everlasting eternal will,
So let her hear my wishes because nights at hand,
No longer do I want to be a prisoner in my lonely land.

She is my forest and river, my sky so blue,
With her one and one do not make two,
My soul it yearns for spirits and a love like you,
For signs and stars and galaxies as my hearts grew.

Since long days, I believe and I'd never doubt you,
Because I know that I cannot live without you,
So give me a chance allow me to confess,
Your perfection, or my unworthiness.
344 · Nov 2014
Untitled
Chrissy Nov 2014
Standing in the rain
While it washes away the tears,
As the *** drowns out the pain,
And who says it makes me any less of a man,
That was never part of mine or anyone's plan.
I hold my emotions in for so long that it becomes an injury,
And my tears are fallin', fallin' like rain,
Questioning whether love was the true mark of Cain,
Branded in my core to forever punish me,
Hoping that one of these angels will set me
forever free.
333 · Jul 2014
C3 (7)
Chrissy Jul 2014
As winter steals the day from out the skies, you stole the beauty from out my eyes, the leaves fall and are washed out to sea, i'm struggling to go on the pain will let me be, darkness washes over my soul disguising the brakes but everybody knows, they see the tournament in my eyes, they know the truth behind my lies they see the broken dreams left behind, and the twinkle that never shines, a shadow of my former self, a tired mind low on health, on the edge too late to see what heaven has in store for me, it's purgatory that hold my soul, once alchemists turn lead to gold, or until she returns to set me free, to complete    my heart and be forever with me.

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