Poetry From a Teen part 2
My Favorite things about writing
- expression
- i can use thoughts in my creativity
- and i can write from previous experiences
What I Am
Black as the bat
And pain within
Pleasure come
With every sin
Dark as the night
Reflection in my eyes
Yet all I hear it lies
I hear ur reaction
Im but a distraion
Nothing but shatter dreams
Shatterd glass
And now I bleed
Shatterd trust
As my vains will burst
Die I must
U c me
Im a tragity
This is my destiny
sents
The sent of love
U used to remind me
Not that ent is far behind me
The sent of blood is all I smell
How ill heal
Time will tell
U were my inspiration
Yet I c u were but a temptation
Look can kill
And im sure they will
When u find me dead
With a hole in my head
What will it look like
What will u feel
Will u die
If looks can kill
I have an outer wound
And now ill heal
Now the outside but what I feel
Now I am where I need to b
U should have loved only me
U Did It
U hold my heart in the palm of ur hand
Ripped it from my chest
I feel pain u wont understand
Have blood dripping from breast
U have my heart but not my soul
U cant take something that ull never know
U cant have something u don’t need
My soul is my nesessty
Brother
U hit me w/ a hard blow
When u said its time to go
I felt my heart be come tight
And u said u c the light
U r but a few yrs older then i
Yet lived less of a life
How could it happen
To some 1 so strong
How is this u becam n e thing but wrong
Ur heart was stronger then ur body
Ur soul stronger the ur health
Ur mind stronger then n e other
Ur not just a best friend
U were my brother
That u will remaim thru all time
And 4 u these tear ill not cry
Ill hold them back
As u did ur pain ur streanth never explined
The honer u could never claim
That was a poem from a lady who sent me a message who recently lost her brother to lukimia and need a way to say his uligy
Murder
Dark clouds cover the skies
Lighting flashes in my eyes
Ur life will pay the forfit of my pain
Ur soul will mine regain
Ur blood on the palms of my hands
now do u feel like a man
u love me u exclaim
y u did it u cant explain
and all it did was cause me pain
and for ur soul will mine regain
u took my innocence
my pain continuience
with my hands ill take ur life
as u did mine I still breath which u wont
but live I don’t
I may pump blood thru my veins
But trust I cant
Now ur dead
By my hand
R u happy it ended this way
But still im her to stay
I justify what I did
I was just a kid
So burn in hell
U sick fuck
I guess tonight u had some bad luck
Submissivness
late at night when all the world is sleeping
: i lie awake thinking of u
and i hope u think of me 2
how can it b ur right here w/ me
yet so distant
how can i c w/ my love infinit
how can i believe ur unhappy
if i dont believe i am
y wont u leave me
if u r
y dont i leave u
its the foolishness of our hearts
they wont break apart
and we wont let them
we need 2 breath
and dont need to b
u r the song i sing
u r the air i breath
u r the things i dream
u r my every thing
i will do what it takes
no matter the stake
to please u
i will hide what i feel
as ur wounds heal
i will try constantly
4 u 2 b happy
i need it despretly
its all i desire
who am i
the color of my eyes is my idenity
: but its not all i carry
the leanth of my smile is my insucurity
the tone of my laughter
: does nt show i am happy
4 i cry insesivly
: the sound of my sigh
: it not often heard
but u hear the reamais in every word
: u c my outer joy
but not what i hide u dont c me
the girl inside
fallen
thunder rolls
in my heart
even tho
were worlds apart lightning flashes
our eyes unite
: is wrong
is it right
: u know not me or my world
but the danger: is irristable
: as r u: my feelings r wrong its tru
: but i fall in love w/ u
know ill get hurt or hurt u i fall in love w/ u
: once again the thrunder will roll
well b seperated heart and soule
: and the lighning will flas
as our love will crash
burn and die
yet
: feelings r blind
so what on ur mind
: i knwo what on mine
fell in love w/ u and i will remember this storm
: even tho i leae torn
: better love then not
better fallen
My Days
My days seem to move so slow,so i close my eyes hopeing that this darkness i slip into will make everything dissapear.My naked sorrow seems to be spilling before me,drowning me in the tears that i cry. I cry for you love,confused in what to do.Unable to think without you,I chose the wrong path.Walking through wallowing emotions that Ive bottled inside.I crawl into the devils bed.I let him control me,he consumes every want,desire.Impregnating me with his thoughts,within this painful labor I birth out hate.The hate that eats at me everyday,paralyzing my body,controlling my mind sentencing me to a life alone.Unconsciously screaming,I realize im dead inside,invisible to you.Everytime i battle this conflict within myself it only makes me more aware that im a loser.I wanna go back to when I knew you,when i was all you could see.Hanging on you,i got caught up in this shit,trapped in the pain.I leave this poem by my bedsideim heading to my death....With this razor i slit my vain,i feel my heart pounding,blood so warm,already feeling regret.Flashing before me;torn hopes,shattered dreams,family,and freinds.What was or could have been lost by stupidity.Wrist so cold,eyes turn blank,unable to find my angel.
In my sight
saw a fallen angel,
with such a complex mind
I had never seen such beauty-
or any splendor of this kind.
And just as I noticed his wings of gold,
I looked into her face
His eyes were dark and cold
If u could have seen the storys they told
Were of lost love,
and emptied grace.
tears roll down his face
he weeps for an unknown sorrow-
A cause for all his pain
And dreams about tomorrow-
of how hell live, again.
he remembers something strange
some forgotten hope, it seems
he has fallen into darkness,
from his cloud of broken dreams.
dark light
my blood fizzing with in my veins
boils like no 1 can explain
i spred my wings begin to fly
: sore 4 the light in the sky
: but i fall down and begin to fly again
but its not time 4 my life 2 end
i tried to leave
but cant even take my life
: i used the blade of the knife
help by pain and strife
yet cant even do that right
no its not my time
i took some pills
thats my body has rejected
so solution i injejcted
just made me sick
sicker then i am
: i cant die by my own hand
its not my time 2 go
thats what i want so
subconsuiously i dont
i need to live not 4 me
but to gain satisfaction
: this is my creation
to earn what i do
and do what i earn
satisfaction to gain
and lessons to learn
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