Well... I've been told a few times I'm a good poet, and right now I'm bored out of my mind... So here are two poems I've written in the last ten minutes - I never deserved this love, I'm nothing like a dove, I'm not like a phoenix from the ash, I feel like nothing but trash, I hope I drown in a sea of tears tonight, Never to wake up to the morning light, Hopes and dreams torn to shreads, I feel like Love is dead.. My own mistakes have destroyed me.. Dead inside, Livin' a lie, The truth has died, Blood on the ground, I'm nowhere to be found.. -- A new life begins, A second change was given, I won't mess up, I must move on, I won't be a pawn, There's a new dawn, I will never be your puppet, Never again. You pulled my strings, Made me move, I'm done with that, I've cut the strings, Now I'll grow my wings.... - *cue awkward silence* so.. Um yeah... Those related to some issues in my past blah blah blah I've moved on blah blah blah... Let me know what you think... Etc. Etc. I'm rambling aren't I?
W-o-w I just realized how terrible these sound *ahem* sorry... I've only been writing for a year.. So I'm technically still a beginner..
Lost in this darkness... Silent as a grave... Not dead but lifeless... Hatred like a blade... Cutting in this terribleness...
"A few simple notes, A mere idea, A moments time, A seconds worth, A single person, There's a melody to be played."
A moonless night, Stars falling from above, Light travels through the air, No clouds to spare, Rain hits the ground, With nothing to be found, The old clock chimes, Nothing rhymes, Midnight arrives, Theres nothing to hide.
Emo I have a good poem: Roses are withered violets are dead I came in through your window Im under your bed.