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Sheri Jul 2010
these new personalities keep popping up
and i can't seem to distinguish which one is the real me
disturbing flasbacks of childhood memories long forgotten to keep my mind safe

and another that will choose to act upon its own....
there is no copyright here... this just here for notes....i need more work with this poem and need help with i guess idk...more to follow
Sheri Jun 2010
You Used To Be... A Shadow
Lurking... Behind Every Single Thought Of Mine
And Yes, I Admit Now That I Was Fooled And TriCked By Your
Pessimistic Ways And Values
And Yes, I Was And Still Am My Optimistic Self
It’s The Only Way I Can Handle Day To Day Living
I'd RAther Remember You The Way I THOUGHT You Were
Than To Realize You're The Complete Opposite
BUT! The TRuth Is What I Seek And That, It Self, Will Quench My Thirst
No Matter How Deathly The Poison Is
Or How Sweet The Nectar
...I Must Taste Whichever It Will Be

A Stranger Who's Weak And Powerless
October's Moon, Which Awoken Me From My Sleep
AND A ROTTEN Core

All I Ask For...


IS



Closure And UNDERSTANDING
So Mote It Be
Sheri Jun 2010
This Hatred Grows Within Me
How My Mind Was Envaded And Plagued
With His Malnourised Words

**** Me For Being So Easily Fooled

I Can Recall Every Single Conversation Spoken
And How I Wanted The Words To Be True
Was It Nothing To Him After All...

Was I Just His Pet?
Sheri Jun 2010
Melting Alive
His Scent is Like A Drug.
It Entices me So....
The Words He Spoke
And I Wanted Them To Be True
Betrayal By Kissing Another In Front of Mines Eyes
With No Sign of Guilt On His Lurid Face

i kept alive if only for the walk home
when i went into my chambers
i let the lementing began
why did i write the words
and why did i say them
i've fallen deeper into my own prison

Then Came The Angelic Face I've Been Waiting For...
Sheri Jun 2010
CONSUMED BY THE ******.
HANGED BY THEIR SINS.
THEIR UNMISTAKEND FAULTS.
AND YET, NOT ONE SOUL CLAIMED.
THEIR WORDS BROKEN AND SEWN BACK
TOGETHER WITH THEIR DISEASED FANTASIES.
THEY WERE ***** FOR THEIR PLEASURE.
DOES ANYONE ELSE SEE?
WHO ARE THEY TO JUDGE
WHAT IS REAL AND WHO
FINISHES THE DEED?
ALL IS LEFT DECAYED
Sheri Jun 2010
asphyxiated thoughts.....these diseased memories.....contorted blindingly.....vitality all gone
Sheri Jun 2010
twisted and lost in warped memories....im only destined to fail
i walk amongst the outcasted.....blending in beautifully
i am 'perfectly flawed'
a vermilion mask worn to please
they suffocated what was left of me
turned away in the time of need
why won't someone help me
i am on my knees, begging
'these scars need to heal over'
'perfectly flawed'
OTEP- Perfectly Flawed

'these scars need to heal over'
Machine Head- The Burning Red
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