"bace" poems
Falling, Falling,
they all fall
like snow
like autumn leaves
like rain
like tears
like blood
like me
never me
and the down curve of the line on his face shows on my brow.
like metal
like rock
like words
like wood
and the river he keeps blocking over and over cracks him and i see it behind his eyes!
like walls
like damns
like caves
like minds
and the monster inside the pool begs and pleads the keeper for milk but the sky and the ocean can never meet, even if they are lovers.
like her hate
like his mate
like my sorrow
like our love
and the stones are wet, the tree is bent and the stars fall like rain to burn the floor of his heart as they squeeze the ****** muscle to bits
like ice
like fire
like wind
like tears
but they never fall from the face of my mountain, they just fall from the pebbles at the bace forever growing to the nowhere sky
as i fall
into his arms
but are they mine?
or his?
Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 9:10 AM UTC
the darkness begains to spread like sickness i have never wanted to see. people turning in to savage animals when the riots begain fire breaks out so dose blood shed. the one peace full small sleepy town has became the place where you cant hide anywhere. the ones who are traped is me ad my life. this madness grows bigger and bigger. swat teams start to come from every direction hellicopters heavey armered vhicles even tanks. what was once a place for peace has broken out in to blood shed with no escape. all you hear is guns and screaming all around. me and tho oness who have hidden deep in the shadows of the buildings just watch as the anger spreads. who even knowes if any of your parents have even survived. what was once started cant be stop'd by force alone. no matter what shows is only blood pools lining the street. only 2 nights there were no blood shed but just watching threw your hide aways you just see the people who was taken to violence ending something so corrupt that it will only take the ons who follow in the shadows to take down the danger of threat. what was once a simple sleepy place now is complete ruins. theres no place safe to step out in to the light exept for us to follow the plan to fight with no violence but psychological taking down each part slowly. even if it means if e grow anger? but thats how the sickness spreads slowly turning people in to vishious animals. what me and my friends who hid in shadows the image is to grusim ****** dead bodies lay all around .
this sickness spreads when you turn anger in anger corrupts and the darkness begains to take its place in its down fall. th only darkness in me is when i dont know what to do expet turn evil in for revenge
the darkness turned in to and epidemic taing my nerves. i may be a show creature but i know when darkness corrupys and spreads like a wild fire
such as riots bring out violence!
what was once a small place has been destroyed by a corrupt rummer.
DARKNESS IS THE IGNITION ANGER IS THE BACE AND U JUST HAVE TO LIGHT IT TO SPREAD IN TO CORRUPY BLOOD SHED WHERE NO ONE SURVIVES!!!!!
only the ones who escapt and working to take down the spread to make peace again
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC