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1.5k · Oct 2014
Third knock's a charm
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
A silent day
Leads to an ending light.
Loud knocking haunts her soul, throughout the night.
As she lays there, without her might.
This lonely girl.
This hopeless romantic.
A negative sign sent her to panic.
With her flooding eyeliner, she grabs a bang.
And with this bang comes a boom.
And with this boom, and empty room.
As that empty room is now her tomb.
The roaring boom sends her family to fright,
As they rush upstairs to see if shes alright.
The knock on her door gets louder despite,
It will be left unanswered tonight.
wrote this about 7 years ago, and just decided to share my old poetry.
1.4k · Oct 2014
The beauty within
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
True beauty comes from within,
And its within your grasp.
Take off your mask,
Cease to hide.
It can all be over,
If you show whats inside.
So take this knife
Don't hold it far...
Now show the world...
Just how beautiful you are.
wrote this 7 years ago. sharing it now.
1.1k · Oct 2014
Alexithymia
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
Seven years,
Several tears.
As he raises his hand, once again,
Striking it down, upon his kin,
He sees something different in her eyes.
There is no love.
There is no hate.
There is no emotion,
Her eyes are faint.
And with her sight,
It brings him pain.
One of which,
Has no name.
His punch drunk love
Was such an error.
He took a stand,
To end his terror,
Casting a bullet,
At the man in the mirror.
SevenYears ManInTheMirror
925 · Oct 2014
Wishes for Worse
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
Life is a battle, between Bad and Worse.
These eyes only see it two ways,
Not in reverse.
Pain this day,
Sorrow the next.
There is no winning option,
You choose which is best.
Your fate is sealed,
But all hope isn't lost.
Make your decision,
Or you'll pay the cost.
Just ask the question,
They'll whisper your answer.
The two will rejoice.
So don't be ungrateful,
Not many have this choice.
Just pull the trigger,
And you'll hear...
Your final voice.
wrote this years ago.
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
I'll keep the pain away from you,
My love.
Hurt is something I'll do never,
My love.
But one night,
I lost my love forever.
Motionless, she laid on the side of the road.
How she left,
The story unfolds.
Fore a drunk driver had taken her life.
My one true love,
My perfect wife.
A ****** scene it was.
One as if there were no one above.
The stains on the windshield,
I got out and cried.
As I slowly walked over,
To see if she was alright...
wrote this 7 years ago.
501 · Oct 2014
Monotone whispers
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
Whispering in her ear,
"It'll be okay."
As tears ride down her face in dismay.
He grabs her tight
And tosses her to the ground.
She sends a scream,
But no one hears a sound.
She wipes her face, to dry her tears.
She closes her eyes, to block the fear.
Step by step,
Her father comes near...
more old poetry.
485 · Oct 2014
Who are you?
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
You're my little vampire,
******* my life away,
Taking all my joy and love
And transforming it to hate.
You're my little devil,
Whispering your evil in my ear,
Pressuring me to do things,
Telling me not to care.
You're my reflection.
I resemble the one i hate.
You're the one i hate,
More than anything else on this world.
You make me who I am.
You killed the one I love.
Who are you?
i wrote this 7 years ago. #sharing
477 · Oct 2014
Anticipated abiotrophy
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
Perhaps, this could be the day.
When everything I am fades away.
The clouds gather,
A drop of rain.
Red water falls, to ease the pain.
I hit the floor, to end the fray.
My stolen words escape to say...
"How could it all end this way?"
Now the floor floods a crimson glow.
Its almost over, that endless flow.
Tears of joy fill my face.
Laughing at my soul, my heart, my disgrace
this is the first poem i ever wrote, when i was a kid.
386 · Oct 2014
Closed doors & black eyes.
Mylz D Wade Oct 2014
11 o'clock at night,
And her sunglasses are glaring
Off the kitchen knife.
She wields with a mission.
She's had enough.
For many years now,
Her husband's been too rough.
The bruises on her body,
Her green eyes turned black.
She's running to the hills,
And never looking back.
But it's just one thing,
That she can't let go,
As she stands over his unconscious body
And shuts the bedroom door.
wrote this years ago.

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