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Trevor Comeau Jan 2011
You plunged it in.
Deeper and deeper it goes
with those looks
of evil intention.

A dagger so sharp
cuts so very deep.
The angle at which you plunged
was so very steep.

You watch as I pass
waiting for me to slip up
so you may yet
again attack.

I have my own
dagger now, a dagger
of words, the most powerful
weapon against the human soul.
1-12-11
Trevor Comeau Jan 2011
Its reached the brim
a breaking point
no where around
Cant break bonds.

Fires inside burning
inside higher until
they break the
protective sky.

Boiling point
the unbreakable
is now broken
torn apart in pieces

Irritation burning
from my heart
I sent it flying back
now your breaking!
1-11-11
Trevor Comeau Jan 2011
Whats that I hear?
Hear it year after year.
A voice keeps calling.
Who are you stranger?

Don't know who
or where from.
Why don't you come?
Out of fear I may succumb.

My name you call
my heart you pull
show you face
it must be beautiful.

Repeat, Repeat, Repeat
you sit in silence seat
you could make me complete
O' Calling voice.

Years have past
you are hear stranger
your voice is clear
mine at last
1-11-11
Trevor Comeau Jan 2011
When I Look
I see hate
raging from
the inner core.

When I listen
I hear evil
flying out
from hells gate.

When you look
you see fear
radiating through
a dark mind.

When you listen
you hear misery
falling off
every ******* word.

Its all perception.
To look and listen.
You must interpret
to truly look and listen.
1-11-11
Trevor Comeau Jan 2011
Lights flicker.
Flames dim.
Memories haze.
Legend into history.

Sunset ends.
Darkness falls.
moonlight begins.
World into night.

Clocks stop.
Music ceases.
Rivers dry.
World into danger.

Colors fade.
Animals weaken.
Society fails.
Life into ruin.
1-6-11
Trevor Comeau Jan 2011
What haunts us most
Is what haunts us all.
The past alive in the present
events relived in the newest ways

Memories so reluctant
to fade, staying alive
day, by day, by day
in the heads of those
who lived when the past
lived in the present

Books, films, and songs
written and made so that
nothing shall ever fade
the past alive in the present.

Then one day
death came
and a movie was played
birthing the past alive in the present
1-3-11
Trevor Comeau Jan 2011
Seize the day!
But what do seize?
Inform me if you please.
Carpe Diem,
is to seize life!

Life as it falls
at your feet.
Never let life
take the backseat.

What lays behind
cannot be seized
what life brings
you may be pleased.

Carpe Diem!
Seize the day!
Seize life.
and life may seize you back.
1-3-11 first poem of the new year :)
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