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Eric Martin Oct 2017
Can you feel me
I'm shivering
Because of your heart
Your delivering
I hope that this is love

Is this what you see
I never thought some one could feel this way about me
I think this must be love
Because it is setting me free

I can feel you
I'm listening
Because of your heart
I'm blistering
I want this to be love

I wish I knew you were always the key
To these feeling warming me
This must be love
Because for it I will pay any fee
Oct 2017 · 530
Wanting More
Eric Martin Oct 2017
Some times I wish my word was as real as my dreams
That life was a little more vibrant and extraordinary then it seems
I would love to be that happy but I just don't have the means
But not only is life not wonderful, it blows my dreams to smithereens
Mar 2017 · 789
Pinch Me
Eric Martin Mar 2017
Pinch me I must be dreaming
Hurt me until I am screaming
My nerves are twisting and teeming
I forgive all your torturous scheming
You gave me something worth feeling
In my eyes there is nothing more redeeming
I am going through a twisted faze of writing to help keep things interesting a moving forward so don't mind too much of my latest poems. Its not like people reading them any way so I shouldn't care.
Mar 2017 · 339
Hell Bound Heart
Eric Martin Mar 2017
Scorching fire in the veins
Blistering flesh and wrenching pains
Poring water on the skin
Sheds of the flesh in massive strains
Tender muscle is all that remains
Will I ever win?
What's the answer to my sin?
Mar 2017 · 1.0k
Fighting Off My Desire
Eric Martin Mar 2017
I dream of tender lips against mine
I wish it would last till the end of time
Only a memory
But it feels so sublime

Glancing as our eyes align
Admiring their design
It tells more then words
I have never felt some thing so genuine

Thoughts so vivid and fine
I must get them out of my mind
Or else my heart will want some thing so divine
And It will consume my lonely confine
Mar 2017 · 316
Problems Writing
Eric Martin Mar 2017
Fingers wither right when they started to slither
A tongue ready about to sung gets a stung and turns into a lump down the throat and forces a patter in the lung
Eyes cry and quickly dry as if to put on a disguise
The tunnel to the brain turns to a funnel from the pain; bundling all the thoughts again
A mental blister getting crisper being forced from a boil to simmer, sending the body into a shiver and after letting out a whisper
I won't write about that today
I don't care if this isn't perfect, I know the structure is flawed.
Mar 2017 · 285
Birds
Eric Martin Mar 2017
Birds of a feather flock together
Birds who have a lover fulfil each other
Birds with a nest get some rest
Birds who are alone are left to roam
Eric Martin Mar 2017
Give more for the ***** at the shinny heaven door
She's meek, she's weak but God needs some thing to eat

Read the scrolls and give your souls to that who controls
But you are all wrong and will all sing screaming songs while the suffering will be long

Burn more to let the fires soar, if only people could see the grotesque gore
Its a horrific sight that isn't right but from far away it looks like a heavenly light
Can't think of a title
Jan 2017 · 858
The Feelings Of Fall
Eric Martin Jan 2017
At the end of autumn
When all the leaves have fallen
Turning the trees into twisted pillars and columns
And the ground looks sick and rotten
All I feel is melancholy and solemn
As I wonder if this winter I will be buried and forgotten
Or if this spring I will blossom
Jan 2017 · 439
Life
Eric Martin Jan 2017
This is the way life go's
It ebbs & it flows
With ups & downs
Go one way then end up turned around

With pushing & shoving
Hate & loving
Pain & joy
For every girl & boy

Every one will laugh & cry
Every thing that lives must die
But to this world we are all bound
So hold things close or spread it around
For life is short
& its only meaning is what you have found
I don't like how there isn't much space in each line, I don't know if it looks weirder if I put the (  -  ) connecting found to the top line or if it would look and read weirder if I just had found by it self with nothing connecting it.
Jan 2017 · 338
Thoughts
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Sitting in the rain
Why is this a life worth living
All I feel is pain
I have nothing left worth giving
I could end it all in one quick fall
All I feel is pain
Would people understand if I gave up on it all
Jan 2017 · 374
What To Do?
Eric Martin Jan 2017
This is boredom
Tedium at its best
This is freedom
But still I cant get any rest
Jan 2017 · 374
The Want Of Compassion
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Can some one kiss me
Wake me from this dream
I want to be set free
For all I want to do is scream

Can some one pinch me
Wake me to some thing real
I want there to be something beautiful to see
Something that can make me feel

Can some one help me
Show me what is wrong
Help me find the key
Because I haven't bin happy in so long
Jan 2017 · 322
Untitled
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Skin sizzling
Voice screaming
Tears christening
A ship thats sinking
Jan 2017 · 407
Time To Write
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Take a deep breath in
Close your eyes
Feel whats deep within
Don't believe your lies

Slowly breath out
Feel your stress cease
Release your self doubt
Find your inner peace

Now open your eyes
Everything is going to be all right
Feel your self reach new highs
Ok its time to write
Jan 2017 · 445
Eye of Infinity
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Eye of Infinity
How I love you symmetry
Your ever lasting gaze
Traps me in your maze

Take me to you're helm
In you're ever lasting realm
Dissect me with your ways
Let it last for all days

Look at all I have made
Every thing will slowly fade
I have completed your maze
This is a place where no one stays
Jan 2017 · 408
Cruelty Is Never Ending
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Cruelty is never ending
Is it even worth defending
The world isn't fair
So why should I care

Why shouldn't I just become apart of the disorder
Apart of the new world order
Another link in the chain
Causing people pain

Why should I bother
If I have to pay for the sins of my father
Paying for every angel that fell
Why worry about sins when your already in hell

Stealing from the sick and dying
Cheating and lying
Devastating every one in my path
And making them feel my wrath

Soon I will have my spawn
And they will be the ones to be put upon
They will be left to fend
Or to try and make amend
They will be left with this omen
And my peace will be my end
Jan 2017 · 366
Through The Mirror
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Stepping through the mirror
To see what there is to see
What is there to fear
What is there for me

I step in a puddle as it makes a splash
That floats up into rain
Non of this is rash
Non of this is sane

I saw a girl who was lying on the ground
She said "dead be both will we els or run"
I couldn't under stand a sound
I couldn't help but feel a stun

She floated back up too her feet
Her face was beautiful after it contorted
I thought she looked pretty and sweet
But it wasn't long until those thoughts were thwarted

Then blood from ground went into her chest
Then from her back came a bullet spray
I was not going to stay and see the rest
So I ran back the other way

I started to cry
I didn't know I was in pain
I didn't know I was going to see some one die
But I never noticed the tears because of the rain

I ran back into the mirror
But all it did was brake and bend
Now the way I should go is no longer crystal clear
Do I find out how it started or do I find out how it will end
Jan 2017 · 1.0k
WitchCraft
Eric Martin Jan 2017
She put a spell on me
She manipulates my heart with alchemy
I love her with no control
Because she controls my very soul

She is so enchanting and mysterious
Her sorcery has got me delirious
I'm her servant and her puppet
And part of me loves it

Some voodoo and a hex
For some ritualistic ***
Under the blood moon a celebration
For the God of *******

My sweet little pixie
Raising the dead with her necromancy
As I watch with dread
She dances with the dead

Witchcraft and conjuring demons from hell
Mystic horrors as the sacrifices scream and yell
I must break free from these sinister restraints; I must rebel
But I can't stop their pains because with magic in my veins I am just a
shell

I am like a doll stuck in its head and helpless
Left to panic about how she is relentless
She is so charming its alarming                        
I wonder who els she will be harming

The ****** psychotic *****
This seductive destructive witch
As long as I am hexed
I am going to be be next
This was a poem I just wrote in my book just to get some ideas down so I could turn it into a song after. I didn't think it was good enough to post here at first but on a second inspection I thought some one might like it.(later) should I change "God Of *******" if its too graphic? I was thinking Devastation, Cremation, Mutilation, Pleasure and sensation, I know there are more but I can't think of any. I just don't want to loose people so early on or I know people might just think its gross.
Jan 2017 · 841
The Scourge
Eric Martin Jan 2017
In me there is a scourge
That I have tried to purge
But instead of fighting its evil urge
I become one with it and merge
Hoping it will never again diverge
Or take me over and reemerge
Just some rhymes I wanted to write down in a stanza so I could save it and maybe delete this and use them later.
Jan 2017 · 8.3k
Never Ending Love
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Venom and lies
Lonesome lows, heavenly highs
Love based on lust
Too bad theirs no trust
This love will be my demise

I love it when your here
Really I shouldn't want you near
But I love the way you stare
And the way you pretend to care
To bad are fights are so severe

I hate how you shout
I am so full of doubt
Who are we trying to convince
Look at all the evidence
This will never work out

I should break up with you today
It's going to **** me if you get your way
But I will wait and see
If you can make it up to me
Then maybe I will let you stay
Jan 2017 · 876
Vixen
Eric Martin Jan 2017
I am just another notch to her
Another victim of the *****
I was just a tool to make her purr
I knew better but I still got mixed in

I couldn't resist pathetically
Her witty personality and passion
She just does every thing so sensual and elegantly
Even the way she stabbed me like an assassin

In the blink of an eye she left me for dead
Just walked away like a radiant rebel
Looking for more hearts to break and blood shed
It was worth it though to end up in hysterical and in hell
Jan 2017 · 455
Respect The Infected
Eric Martin Jan 2017
Excuse me

I feel the need to interject
You better show some respect
Your just a miserable little insect
Looking to infect

You minimal power has gone unchecked
Your so intoxicated your lost
Time to be rejected
Time to pay the cost

You flew to high in the sky
Living off the tears people cry
Time to say bye bye

Now that the end is nigh
Ever word out of your mouth is a lie
Time to put this to an end
Time for you to die

Excuse me

What is it that you said
You didn't mean to leave so many dead
Yet on their corpses you fead
This is where your actions have led

I feel the need to turn you into a wreck
To show you some respect
Use this time to reflect
On every little aspect

You minimal power has gone unchecked
Your so intoxicated your lost
Time to be rejected
Time to pay the cost

You flew to high in the sky
Living off the tears people cry
Time to say bye bye

Now that the end is nigh
Ever word out of your mouth is a lie
Time to put this to an end
Time for you to die

To bad for you I was the next one for you to bite
My delusions of granger give me the right
To smite you like a mite
Say your prayers before I say good night

Excuse me

But this feeling has got me effected
All this power has bin redirected
I will be your god that no one has elected
To my wills you will be subjected

My power has gone unchecked
I'm so intoxicated I'm lost
Time for most of you to be neglected
Time for the others to pay my cost

I have flown so high that I have become the sun in your sky
Living to see the tears and to hear people cry
And to stomp out those who try

Now that the end is nigh
Ever word out of your mouths will be why
Time to put this to an end
Time for you all to die
I deleted this song because I thought no one would like it but I actually like it so I am going to put it back on here so I can find it easily
Jan 2017 · 399
Setting Sun
Eric Martin Jan 2017
I'm so cold
My heart has troubles beating
I am still waiting for happiness to unfold
To stop it from feeling like I am being restricted while breathing

I am so jaded
I would be happy with just feeling fine
I don't even feel anger I am so faded
Would you lend me your eyes to see sunshine

I wish I could get out of my head
But there is only one thing that I fear
That people already see me as dead
And that I will have to die with no one near

I should just except I am a goner
I am of no use to any one
I wont be here much longer
For life it is just another day and I am its setting sun
Jan 2017 · 399
I Want Destruction
Eric Martin Jan 2017
I want fun
I want destruction
I want to blow up the sun
I want seduction

I want action
I want ******
I want want a chain reaction
That will bring me to my knees

We only got one life
Lets make it worth living
Pull out a knife
Lets go out screaming and kicking

Lets start a fire

**** Yeah

I want control
I want more then I was given
I want to sell my soul
I want women

I want to be the angel the fell
I want freedom
I want to be the bat out of hell
I want my own eden

We only got one life
Lets make it worth living
Pull out a knife
Lets go out screaming and kicking

Lets start a fire

**** Yeah

Life's a prison can't you see
Where held down by our job and our family
Life's a prison can't you see
Where held down by our job and our family
Song

La da da da-
Da'da da da-
La da da da-
La dada # da # da
Dec 2016 · 817
A Sensual Suicide
Eric Martin Dec 2016
What is wrong with me?

Am I a fiend
Why is this the most beutiful thing I have ever seen
A body falling like a rose petal
Ending in a flower of twisted metal

A death so horrible it was a crime
Jumping of the tallest building of the time
What pain must of bin going through her heart
And yet I sit and watch her like a piece of art

The Dress
All the stress
All the finesse
All the chaos to make such a perfect mess

An image I will never unsee
**** what is wrong with me?
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Stars in the sky exploding
Space and time folding
Bombs going off as the galaxy rips
Flashing lights fight to eclipse

Visions full of fluorescence
At the sacrifice of a solar systems essence
Shooting stars cry across the skies
Puncturing planets as they pulverize

Swirls of liberation
Celestial bodies melting in devastation
Swarms collect and deform
Exploding into storms as they transform  

The aura of the aurora bleeding like mascara
As if the planet is crying at the end of an era
Watching as black holes fight over vibrant sights
Pulling it apart as it ignites

What a wonderful curse
To befall the universe
It's so beautiful its cryptic
God bless a life so apocalyptic
Front Page!!! I hope to god this poem becomes more popular then "chorus of a love song" because that does not deserve to be my most popular poem.(Later) **** The Daily...Well that was my first wish that has ever came true and then some.
Dec 2016 · 547
Blood
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Can you see the blood
Its all over my hands
Smearing every where I touch and trailing back to my crimes

Can you see the stains
It's crusting around my eyes
All I can see is red but soon it will be black

Can you hear the screams
Echoing vividly in my mind
Deafening my thoughts

Can you see the scars
Scratches burning my skin
Forceful reminders of what I have done

If you can't
Then why do I remember
Why can I never forget
My first free verse in a while that I didn't decide to rewrite as a rhyming poem. Its hard to keep it as is but I assume every one must think I am getting stale for rhyming all the time.
Dec 2016 · 372
Your Wrong
Eric Martin Dec 2016
If you like to howl
Taste things fowl
Stay up like an owl
And act shallow

Your Wrong

If you feel for peoples pain
Question if your sane
Like crying in the rain
Hate financial gain

Your Wrong

If you like to sing
Love the flowers in the spring
Hate when life stings
Wish you could fly with open wings

Your Wrong

If you live for thrusting
Love when people are lusting
Think monogamy's disgusting
And that *** is trusting

Your Wrong

If you think life's not a mess
Like kneeling with rest
Think hardships a test
And to be good you need to confess

Your Wrong

If you think you can be right
While the rest of the world is full of spite
Want to be some thing the world can't smite
And for every thing not to be finite

Your Wrong
Dec 2016 · 1.2k
Fetish For Fire
Eric Martin Dec 2016
I got a fetish for fire
I yearn
To watch the world burn
Be careful not to get consumed by my desire

Worship with me at the spire
Of demons and hellfire
No need to discern
Soon you will learn
Hopefully before you transpire

My destiny is destruction
Let it come from within
Every sensual sin
Feel its seduction

It needs no introduction
Feel your hearts abduction
Let it begin
The blistering of your skin
Your souls eruption

Our fate is hate
The feelings hither
Become a killer
Let it intoxicate

As we assimilate
My heart is yours to infiltrate
But as you slither
I weaken and wither
You think you have won because you are in this state?
One day I will reincarnate
I am tired but if I find people like or read this poem I will make sure I edit it an fix it up but I assume every one is sleeping.
Dec 2016 · 1.1k
Chorus Of A Love Song
Eric Martin Dec 2016
She pulls me near
Tells me I have nothing to fear
With a sensual sneer
She whispers in my ear

Can you feel it
Can you feel it on your skin
Can you hear it
Can you heart it from within
This love is our connection
You just have to let me in

Can you feel it
Can you feel it on your skin
Can you hear it
Can hear it from within
This love will be our heaven
I will prove it to you with every sin
(WOW ***!!! I came back to find this to be one of my most popular poems...so weird... now its my most popular poem. **** and its not even finished or layered in themes or any thing)  Chorus for love song, Try other options too (NOTES) Keep "lead in" to the Chorus even if it is not the same one, If you keep this chorus then maybe change the lyrics every time or at least once at the last chorus. (REMINDER) Do not worry to much about rhymes and structure, worry more what sounds better sung then what you think looks perfect on paper.
Dec 2016 · 635
Ideas For A Love Song
Eric Martin Dec 2016
She floats like a feather
But she has no idea
She's in bad weather
Still she dances like a ballerina
Yet she's the one saving me
When we're together

She makes me feel warm
Dancing in the storm
Doesn't care that I'm warn
She is so good at loving
It's an art form

If the winds of life blow us apart
You will go again from the a start
And I will be left here with the broken heart

Your so pretty
So witty
Your more then I ever could want
The feeling you flaunt
The way playfully taunt
When it come to love you get into the nitty gritty
For ever in my dreams you will haunt

I see you in my reflection
Do you feel this connection
Or just my *******
I don't here a rejection
Come back later when you know what you want to do with it and you have a better idea on rhythm and timing and every thing els. Girl dancing through life, She loves you but maybe in the end you aren't strong enough to hold onto her as she dances away on the rain drops. Think of how she feels about the situation and how if you want this to end happy or sad for both characters. Come up with a catch chorus and decide if you want a lead in and if you want the lead in and the chorus to change every time. Don't forget to finish because I feel like there is some thing here that could make a ****** poem but a good song.
Dec 2016 · 401
Break Up
Eric Martin Dec 2016
She screamed
You fiend
All she could do was ask why
This is worse then it ever seemed
You will never be redeemed

He cried
I thought I shouldn't of lied
I want to fix this, I want us to try
How can you just push me aside
When yesterday you wanted to be my bride

This is a relation ship based on trust
Not lust
I thought you were my ally
What is there to discuss
With out me you will have to adjust

This isn't fair
I still care
This argument is just making it multiply
There is so much more of life to share
With out you I would be in despair

You should of thought of that before your mistake
You knew what was at stake
Time to say good by
This was more then I could take
For my heart to break

Fine I will leave our home
When I all I want to do is atone
I want to do is die
Think about that when you are with another guy
This is a love I will never disown
Even if I am with some one els, my heart will always be alone
DELET POSSIBLY WITH THE LAST TWO
Eric Martin Dec 2016
The truth is sadistic if I am being realistic
I will never be able to pay my fees
This passion is parasitic but still I stay optimistic
I should flee before my dreams eat me

I don't under stand the logistic but really its simplistic
And thats I have nothing any body wants to see
Its statistic that there are lots of people who are artistic
I will never unlock the key to make people want to read any thing by me
DELETE LATER AFTER REREAD WITH BREAK UP AND POINTLESS STRUGGLE
Dec 2016 · 664
The Pointless Struggle
Eric Martin Dec 2016
I am not opposed
To being exposed
I just don't want people to go ballistic
Making me feel enclosed

I am not trying to be sadistic
I am just trying to be realistic
But my heart is unprotected
When I am being artistic

Their words got me effected
But without them I feel neglected
I feel like it is all worth my time
When some one says they feel connected

It is a rough climb
Through grime and peoples slime
I will still work on being respected
While I am still in my prime
DELETE AFTER REREAD SAME WITH THE NEXT 2
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Poems and pain
For the mentally insane
Fires started
For the broken heated

Minds reformed
To the deformed
Problems immense
Released in violence

Retribution
For the institution
No evolution
Just hate

Convolution
With the pollution
Bring desolation
Never create

Many maggots roam
Together alone
Separate piles fed
Together blood shed

Always avenge
After anothers revenge
A never ending schism
To bring the cataclysm
Eric Martin Dec 2016
BOOM!
It hits me like a blast
Theres a ringing in my ear
Nothing good can last
But how could you no longer be here

I was the last one to see you and remember
The 24th of December
You said you were "sick of living like this"
but I didn't see any thing amiss

How could I be so stupid
How could I be so blind
I didn't do a thing
It's so clear as I look behind

You're cousin called me from your'e phone
Told me about your nose and ****** foam
All this misery wasn't suitable
I'm sorry but I could't bring my self to go to you're funeral
In a repost honour of my best friend Adam
Dec 2016 · 843
Escape Artist
Eric Martin Dec 2016
I am an escape artist
When things are bleak I work the hardest
In my mind I escape the farthest
I only go out side for ideas to harness

Just another day
Feelings of not being ok
In my mind I slip away
Where I can breath and play

I think I will take all of my fears
The ones building up for years
Distort them until colour appears
Or until music  hits my ears

Every one out side is trying to get in to find some thing to shatter and break
I feel like my passions are at stake
Even though the ground is starting to shake
To get in here allot of that it would take
No matter what I am going to keep on dreaming even though you want me to wake

The world is crumbling down
Because you are never around
Your not free in your mind; you are bound
You are lost and may never be found
In your mind you will drowned
This was going to be a song but then I got lazy and instead of making a perfect chorus I decided it would be less work to write lines that don't repeat... I don't know how this is less work but it feels like it is.
Dec 2016 · 595
Voices
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Why can't any one els here these voices other then me?
I've asked them to talk to other people but they wont hear my plea
I feel them watching when I'm alone
I hate when people think I'm crazy

They have made me their home
Twisting my thoughts as they roam
Change my memories as they multiply
I am lost and have become their little drone

I never know if what they say is a lie
If I was ever alone I would cry
But since I am not I scream
When I hear my kids will have them I want to die

I have asked doctors to scrub my brain clean
They are working on a scheme
To infect others by over throwing my head
I pretend to not know what they mean

I am in so much pain but still I dread
Being dead
But control I must redeem
So I slit my wrist and as bled
They told me this was just a dream
Dec 2016 · 1.8k
Fucking Writers Block
Eric Martin Dec 2016
I am locked in my head
Normally I would wish I was dead
But I just to turn on the light
And maybe have some thing to write

But there is nothing I can think of at all
Maybe write a cliche like suicide or a fall
Nah, to dull
I want to hit my head against a wall

If I start writing some thing will come out
Who would want read this ****
Through It Out
Get Rid Of It

How is this poem my hardest feat
My brain is going to over heat
I almost have to post it now, I could later just hit delete
I wish I could write like the elite
I really wish people commented more often, I used to be on poet freak and if you asked people a for help on ideas or any thing they would answer and some times just the smallest spark could help start a raging fire. This is what it has come too, me writing this ****, does any one know any other poetry or writing sites? wait what the **** am I doing asking a question right after saying that no one answer, no one reads comments and know one reads this **** either,  I can write thing I want on peoples comments because I can get away with it... but most of the views are fake and people don't even read most the poems or people just hit the like button so the person will read their stuff. I am in such a bad mood, its so weird I thought I wrote a good poem earlier but its almost like thats not good enough and as soon as I wrote it now I have to top it or die trying...Hope fully this ****** poem will be what it take to get me writing some thing good.
Eric Martin Dec 2016
There is not much people fear But I you will tell you here
That every one in this mortal world
Are all scared of dying without their loved ones near
Or simply just getting old
But I tell you here there is nothing to fear
Because Death isn't that cold

Now my story starts with what I hold close to my heart, See there is nothing more important then my loved ones to me
But I am a broke slob without a job and can't even feed my family
My wife would ***** while I snored and we would never let are children see
But finally one day I got fronted pay to set sail on the sea

It was long days for not much pay to hunt something under the waters hid
The men would tell tales that it was a monsteress whale but others said it was a giant squid
The one thing every one did know is this wasn't a trip for rich to go because there wasn't a single night
That we all didn't miss our wife's or fear for our lives that we weren't going to make it back alright

On one cold night under the stale moon light the monster every one did see
But I was last to know because for my last shift I didn't show and no body awoke me
As I snored inside water poured and in my dream I thought a giant was taking a ***
But as I awoke I knew this was no joke so I began to flea

I climbed up rail and felt the hard rocks hail as I saw the most grizzly sight
The ship was red, every one was mutilated and dead; I couldn't help but go white
All that was left was me but in the water a shadow I did see and in my soul there was still lots of fight
I set set sail threw a harpoon in the monsters tail as I promised the crew I would make things right

Before I knew what to do the horrid creator had turned around
As he hit our load our ship did explode but I wasn't going to drowned
I pulled out my knife, fought within and inch of my life and stabbed it in the heart
As it sank my mind went blank but I knew going after this monster wasn't smart

On top of the waters sea there was a man walking toward me as I took my last breath
I was in a trance and ****** my pants as I saw it was Death
He pulled me out as I began to shout begaing him for one last chance
Life is tough but I haven't had enough, at least let my give my family one last glance

Behind his cloak I saw a smile that made me choke and caused me lost of stress
He said "buddy this is my job I am just a working slob and that monster caused quite allot of distress
You don't have to cry I wont make you die because I still have to clean up this mess
Even though I will let you go I still have to reap the rest

Heres a life boat, oar and that way leads to shore but just know there is nothing special about being alive
One day you will see, you will be doing this job like me; working your 9 to 5
You shouldn't care because eventually your family will also be there and your life again will be stable
You can still have fun even if there is always a job to be done but at least you will be able to put food on the table"

There is not much people fear But I you will tell you here
That every one in this mortal world
Are all scared of dying without their loved ones near
Or simply just getting old
But I tell you here there is nothing to fear
Because Death isn't that cold
Wow this is starting to climb up their fast as one of my more popular poems. If people see this can you comment Y OR N if you Finished It Or  NOT
Dec 2016 · 449
Leap Of Faith
Eric Martin Dec 2016
I was floating up into the sky
Completely free
Where no mortal rules would apply
Nothing stopping me

I would stop right at the edge;
Of our fleeting world and space
In this theoretical world I would jump off that ledge
See if there is more
Then what I have bin told I can explore
Or look death in the face
Yeah not my best work, it was originally not going to rhyme and I regret not sticking with my gun but I am talking to so many people at once and have written so much that I just need to wait for inspiration to hit me and not to just write because I feel like it, or I should at least mark this as private as all my other poems I don't want or don't think  people want to see.
Dec 2016 · 399
This World
Eric Martin Dec 2016
In this world we are tossed
Some of us found
Some of us lost
But we all have to bear our fathers cross

In this world we survive
Some of us starve
Some of us thrive
But we all have to pay with our lives

In this world we are one
But yet we still fight
Some of us start Wars for greed
And some just for fun

In this world we have nothing to fear
For if you are healthy or in pain
The punishment is always just as sever
Because Death is always near
And to him you all look the same
Dec 2016 · 1.1k
Blade Runner
Eric Martin Dec 2016
They made us by hand
A replicant's life is cheap
But they don't under stand
We dream of electric sheep

It's pain full to live in fear
Being a slave who has to comply
4 years to explore the last frontier
Wake up, time to die

I have seen things you people wouldn't believe
Attack ships off the shore of orion
But I still can't grieve
After seeing all these people dying

No one will see your crime
No one will see your pain
every thing is lost in time
like tears in the rain

The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long
And I have burned so very brightly
But I am not ready to sing my swan song
I will not take this lightly

We were made as well as they could make us but not to last
I have done questionable extraordinary things and revelled in my time
He wouldn't give me more time no matter how I asked
It will now be his turn to run out of time to pay for this crime

I have seen things you people wouldn't believe
Attack ships off the shore of orion
But I still can't grieve
After seeing all these people dying

No one will see your crime
No one will see your pain
every thing is lost in time
like tears in the rain

proud of your slef little man, Show me what your made of
Im right here but you have to shoot straight, but shooting straight isn't good enough
You better get it up, I'm gonna have to **** you
6 7 go to hell go to heaven, but still there is nothing you can do

To bad I'm not going to live
But then again who does
I am going to let you survive
Just because

I have seen things you people wouldn't believe
Attack ships off the shore of orion
Finally I can grieve
After seeing all these people dying

No one will know my crime
No one will know my pain
I hope every thing is lost in time
like tears in the rain

Time to Die
I don't want too proof read this because I remember there was a bunch of things I was going to go back and change and fix up but I think I can count the time where I have edited my poems on one had so I am not surprised I am avoiding this like a plague. First Is Best! not really at all
Dec 2016 · 1.8k
Living In The Shadows
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Living in the shadows
Coming out at night
Working your way to the shallows
But only when out of sight

Crawling through the corridors
I see people near
They are all foreigners
But they will never know Im here

This is my land
No one must see
It's pathetic but its grand
And it belongs to me

Collecting every treasure
And every memory
I do this for pleasure
And to create some thing extraordinary

I'm alone so solemnly
But only if every one knew
They strike up my curiosity
And inspire me to create too

This is my land
No one must see
It's pathetic but its grand
And it belongs to me

One day it will be time
To stop being disconnected
I hope for it to be sublime
I want to show them how much of me they have effected

I will one day come out of the dark
And show off every thing for people to see
I will try and make my mark
And show them what they mean to me

This is my land
But I want you to see
It's pathetic but its grand
I hope it means as much to you as it does to me
Dec 2016 · 4.1k
Where you go I go
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Where you go I go
But still I will never see
What keeps you up at night
As you softly scream hauntedly

For you I will always care
Even if the sky shattered and fell
I would be there not letting a shard touch your hair
And vowing to make the heavens wish for hell

Where you go I go
But sill you forbid me to ask
From knowing what you know
What happened in your past

For you I am devastatingly aware
Of your sanity and your pain
Life is so cruel and unfair
I wish I could end your suffering alone in your brain

Where you go I go
Where ever it may be
If any one is going to hurt you
I would do it the most softly

We can finally take comfort in the end
And that I am no longer prolonging your pain
To the heavens I pray our souls will send
And that we will be blessed with the chance to start again
Is this poem not very good, its actually one of my more favourite poems but even though its up for interoperation one of mine is that the narrators love is using him to **** them self and really they wont get another chance to be together but it could also be the other way around and they will meet again in heaven or another life. If this poem is bad can some one please let me know.
Dec 2016 · 482
Letting The Words Flow
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Inspiration seems to be hard to come by
I am writing because I have a need
My well has run dry
This machine needs some thing as feed

My brain has shut down
It has nothing any more
But I hope with the sun down
I will be free to explore
Or maybe nothing els
I will just rhyme words with them self

If I have nothing to say
Then why am I still writing
Am I just gambling away?
Hoping I will magically be struck by lighting
And have some thing exciting to say

Its a fat chance
Maybe slim to non
Maybe I am just in a trance
Or using this a practice or maybe I am just not done

Why am I still writing
If its not going to be any good
Maybe I shouldn't care what people think and stop all this fighting
Maybe I do it because I like it and not because I should

Even Though I am writing out what ever comes out of my head
And I don't know what for
I feel like I should keep on moving ahead
And keep on writing more

I am starting to feel loose
And no longer feeling solemn
I am starting to feel like this is having some use
And is starting to solve my problem

Maybe I am just sharpening up my mind
Or helping my self unwind
Or maybe I am just putting my emotions on the page
And getting rid of my rage

But I feel like writing was worth my time
Letting out my thoughts in rhyme
I should do things for the love of the art
And not worry about if I sound smart
Dec 2016 · 468
Infected Mind
Eric Martin Dec 2016
My brain has become infected
With loathing and self doubt
My life is slowly being effected
All the pain this has brought about

My heart is slowly being rejected
As this disease sprouts
Its some thing no one els has seems to have detected
Even though I scream and shout

I will soon be disconnected
Trapped in my head day in and day out
Swirling around in my mind and having every thought dissected
Waiting for my candle to burn out
Dec 2016 · 322
Picking Up The Pieces
Eric Martin Dec 2016
My feeling used to freely flow
Like a exquisite fountain
But now the water doesn't flow
emotions piled up with no place to go
It makes me feel like I'm carrying a mountain

Over life I used to take things in stride
But life slowly wore me down
I have become so dead inside
I wish I still cried
The only feeling I have is that I am going to drown

I wish I had some who was there
To stop my heart from turning to stone
Some who would care
And treat me fair
But it looks like I will forever be alone

I have had my heart broken so many times
With every time my heart decreases
Now life is no longer a joy but is a place that confines
I have to learn to avoid lifes cruel crimes
But all I can do now is take my heart and start picking up the pieces
Dec 2016 · 335
At War
Eric Martin Dec 2016
Is this the end of all my fear
I have built a wall high here
I am ready for this to end
I must stay steady if I am going to fend

I can no longer let this be
I have to get stronger because no one will save me
I am going against an army immense
I have built up my defence, let it commence

Will I win it all
Or will my sin cause me to fall
I will keep on uniting my soul with every breath
I will keep on fighting for my goal until my death
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