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Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Why should I listen?
No one understands.....
All is black now, fading to and through.
Once there, now gone.
Once heard, now nothing.
01/01/09   AC
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Don't push me, I will fall.
Don't hit me, for I will cry out
Don't cut me, I will bleed
Don't turn your back on me..........
for I will surprise you.
Don't.....................
10/14/01 AC
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
As the moon rises to it's nocturnal throne.
The children of the night awaken to weave
thier web of gothic enchantments.
Through the shadows they creep whispering
thier dark secrets on the night winds.
ac 2003
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
There are no rules, no ryhmes, no reason...
Only sadness.
The drums in my head have an ancient beat, long and hard.
Unexplained pain leaves me unbalanced and confused.
Eyes are tired of looking out, when they should be looking in...
I battle with understanding, when nothing makes sence.
Time and being seems lost.
All is empty.
Forgive me.....
09/03/04
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
The air surrounds me now.
I feel it.
It whispers to me as I float threw it, into it, and beyond it.
It does not stop me, nor does it control me.
All moves so slowly, but yet I move so fast.
All will be over soon.
The beauty will begin once again.
With out me.
09/10/08/ac
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Standing on the road side, hair hanging down around her.
There is sadness written in her face.
She is leaving.
Her only thought is to leave and never come back.
Hopes to find a place that will except her for what and who she is .
This life has been a creul to her.
So unkind, so unforgiving.
She has to leave.
The wind blows her hair into her face as a car goes speeding by,
hitting a muddy puddle near by and splashes her.
Now wet she just cries.
She cries for the people she is leaving, for the friends that will
worry, for the family that will never understand.
09/13/08 AC
Anne Cameron Oct 2009
Spirit is almost broken.
Heart is almost drained
Mind is almost empty.
Your creul and Vial
Full of hate
**** you to your hell.
You have hurt me enough.
You F*cked up *******.
You can't mess with me anymore..
This is the end.
ac 07/25/09
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