Blood stained wood and broken souls
blistered skin on burning coals,
blinding sunshine in your face
ans no-one sang Amazing Grace.
Shadow of the cross that falls
upon your crumbling holy walls,
casts only darkness in your eye
for you can never answer why.
In righteousness you seek to be
the magistrate of all you see,
but who will judge the magistrate
who stands before his golden gate?
Scourged with mercy, joyous pain
lets you be yourself again,
screaming at the smiling crowd
casting dice to win your shroud.
Your perfect peace is agonized
and flawless faith is just disguised,
to keep your word in all you said
your unheard promise to the dead.
Darkness will fall
Only as my eyes will ball
Please tell me i'm not in fire
But not about the empire
I'll draw and fade
Please don't follow the path I made
I'm truly very sorry
It's me you have to bury
A Night To Die
The feeling of the blade
is causing so much pain
as she holds the knife in her hand.
Everyone looks at her like she's insane.
You can call her crazy
but this is how she feels.
Give her medication
because you think this can't be real.
Tears roll down her cheeks
as she pushes the blade away,
Telling herself nobody will notice
for tomorrow the marks will fade.
She sits on her bed
waiting for her sister,
wondering what would've happened
if she had cut a little deeper.
She picks up the knife
and begins to pierce her skin.
She thinks to herself, "I don't deserve this life."
I don't need any one
By Sammer Al-Mashaqbeh
We live in a so complex life
Where no love or a sacrifice
Hatred and spite fill every heart
No place for mercy or just
I trained myself to be an evil one
I worked hard but that's can't be done
Through my life, I met people of many kinds Stupid, idiots, monkeys and those
who have intelligent minds
All of them agree on one rule
They all hurt and wound deep inside and leave us without cure
That's make me live for a long time alone I don't need any one to see, to talk with, or to call me over the phone
DEATH AS SILENT
piercing through my weakened bones
slowing my heart beat i get so cold
feeling the blade against my flesh
waiting, faithfully, for death
in my heart i feel the pain
my skin so numb i go insane
breath so deep and thoughts so
eyes roll as i try to swallow
i hear the blood thump out of my veins
dripping, seething, as it drains
tears fall down and warm my face
falling as my dead heart breaks
and my soul releases as i find
again, and again, and again...
By Cheyenne Deleiuen
Daddy you didnít show you cared
I always knew you did,
The things you did showed me
Although I couldnít see you
I knew the things you were doing
It showed in the way you loved mummy and me
My sister knows thatís somethingís happened Although she never met me It feels as if she has She may never get to play with me Or tickle me on the floor But the day in hospital She wiped my nose and kissed me To show how much she cared.
Mummy needs you please donít block her out You need to work it out with her She loves you, and wants the best for you She has tried to stay happy, but is covering it up So she can stay strong for you She loves you no matter what Please donít forget that, daddy.
Our family it needs you to stay strong
We all love you daddy
Even when you feel as if we donít
You were there for mummy
When she needed you
Daddy you can cry and grieve
But know in your heart im always there.
Mummy and kaylah love you heaps
They would hate it if you left.
They care about you heaps
They donít want to see you sad,
So please daddy,
Show them how much you care,
In every thing you do.
Daddy I love you
Remember that always
Tell mummy you love her to
So she knows what she really means to you.
The blackness of the dreary night tis neverending.
Shadows moveth in the darkness.
Thou mind doth trick thee.
Tis thine imagination.
A caddish laugh.
Tis all in thine head.
Tis all in thine head.
Rocketh forward unto back.
Hot breath nearest thine ear.
The smell of cag-mag.
Tis all in thine head.
Tis thine imagination.
Spiders crawleth up thine legs,
Cockroaches on thy walls.
Shadows moveth unto and fro.
Around thee tis deathly quiet.
Hot breaths at the bottom of thine bed.
Thou mind doth trick thee.
Tis thine imagination.
A closing door,
By Neil Renwick........
This is not really a poem itís just the way I think My mind is now closing my will fetched to the brink My mind is now numbing confused with it all My fears are now showing like a crack in a wall My heart feels low my body is weak My tears are forming I can not speak My will is broken Feelings cast aside The hurt and the pain leave me empty inside
I wish I could stand to the future and look And turning a page of another book A one of wonder and a one of joy Not one thatís been played with like an old toy
With a head hung low and tears spilling out Contemplating what lifeís all about I lay them down and count them out With colours so bright they all cry and shout One by one I swallow I chew As I hang my head and think of you Darkness clouds over light fades from view The end of my life is over now too.
When a friend comes to you
In desperate need of help
It hurts to see her cry, to see her sad
She asks for advice or just needs to goet confusion out of her restless mind.
You want to help her so bad that sometimes you make it your problem.
You hug her and cry with her
You try to help her out but sometimes you cant. For the only person who can
help, is the wonderful creator of earth who's name is God.
At last you tell her that your there for her. The only thing you need to do is pray, listen, and help.
For at the end God will mix things up and make it a better situation.
The tears I left behind
From all that you did to me
My spirit killed,
Me heart destroyed
You made my temperature rise
My skin scaly
Now I am alone
How bright my day was
Now only dark and gloomy
What I loved the very most
You took away from me
And through it to the ground
Like darts through my skin
After all you did
To my heart
And left it there
To dry out and die
Love is a vast desert
Swallowed with emptiness
No where to be found
It has its powers
And its weaknesses
Love is a portrait
Of a perfect world
Powering over the universe
With its beauty
And massive strength
Mysteries overflow the greatness of love With its questions That will never be answered Love is a never ending book That has no author There are too many stories to be told And there are too many That end in tragedy I guess we will never know How the story ends
ď The QuestionĒ
Why is the question. I ask it everyday
The question is simple and yet can not
The question is why did
You take him away? I sit. I cry. I think Yet nothing comes to mind.
He was to Young and was to sweet to
be taken. Why I ask over and over again in this Nightmare I try to awaken myself yet
Nothing is able to take this thought
From my mind. I try to take the pain
And I myself have now feel the pain
The small boy suffered everyday.
I now Understand after years go by.
Why the lord chose to take him from
God knew the pain he suffered.
And all he wanted was to help.
He had watched the boy run and play
And then he watched him die. And still
To this day even though now I understand
The pain still hurts. And my question still
Confused about a situation.
Past begotten future.
Things about past experiences
coming up in future decisions.
Past coming back in future people
Walking the halls
afraid of things to come.
Not seeming what they once were.
Not knowing what's going on.
Is it me or is it you?
It doesn't matter right now.
Trying to make sense of life but how
when everything around you seems to change.
Everything's all rearranged
and now somehow seems strange.
Thinking ahead doesn't work anymore.
Assuming things will happen.
But they never will
everything's confused and strange.
Because your really the one who's changed.
THE ONLY, ONE ALTERNATIVE
So here I stand, ideas rising in crowds
I suppose it is obvious that I have a nearby dream Lonely laughter is said to be wise at a time of great destiny Now that we are, free accusing voices call out from nightmares The one alternative would be not to live.
I do not recognize the girl in the mirror Darkness wraps my heart in terror I have been running for long I think I will surrender To people who expect too much days seem shorter now And the only alternative would be not to live.
Life Isn't Fair!
Life will never be fair
You will always have the kids
And the ones who share.
Some days there are tears in my eyes
I have a problem
And the the only who can stop my cries
is the one who is causing them.
I lost my best friend
All because i tried to help another out
Shaughn, has been there for me
Through every curve and bend!
We were going to move in together
But everything has changed now
We don't even look at each other
Some days i ask myself how?
How could i let him walk out of my life?
When i felt like killing my self
He was there to tell me
to put down the knife.
Now he is gone
I can barely bare
To get up and go to school
So see life isn't fair!
THE HIDDEN PAIN
YOU SEE THEM EVERY DAY
STANDING RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU
THERE BEGGING FOR YOUR HELP
THEY SCREAM IN YOUR EAR
YOU DO NOT HEAR THEM
YOU DO NOT SEE THERE PAIN
YOU DO NOT NOTICE THE BRUISES ON THERE ARM YOU DO NOT NOTICE THE THIN CUTTS IN THERE DELICATE SKIN BUT I DO
THEY HIDE BEHIND A MASK
NOT LETTING YOU SEE THE PAIN THEY HOLD
THEY WANT YOU TO SEE IT
BUT YOU DONíT
NOW CAN YOU SEE THEIR PAIN?
Like soul of the lost child
On your shoulder
Dancing stars in my eyes
Warm your heart though this darkness...
Silently now I whisper to thee,
"O my love ,awaken and hear me,
I'm there always with you,
even when you are sad and blue.
I hear you cry,even when
the stream of your tears dry.
Gently now I touch thee,
"O my love,awaken and look at me,
Look into my eyes and you'll know
it's me,only in a disguise.
Feel the touch of my hands and
you'll know it's me,but from a distant land.
You,you're the one whom I still love and adore, as much as I did years before.
O sweet slumber,why don't you let her rise, and meet her lover for whom her heart weeps and cries?
Slumber, please let her awake,
Only and only for love's sweet sake.
Slumber,you are so cruel and harsh-
Night ends..., and to my grave,now I must return; O my love ,for the last time, I request thee:
Open your eyes and have a last look at me.
you search for a reason to love him and stay, but all you're doing is searching for a needle in hay.
you are lost in emotions and trying to believe, that the man you are with will never leave.
you have a suspicion he might be cheating, all the sudden it feels like your heart stops beating.
you scream out loud, "Why me Lord!"
You let out all the tears that you had stored.
you know he playin you and you have fears, but remember girl, NO MAN IS WORTH YOUR TEARS!
I hear a tender voice somewhere in my mind,
a voice of an angel, thatís how I use to feel
I met her in a secret place, a rainy day it was,
the rainbow and the dancing wind, oh I still recall
She was sobbing when I met her first, alas! still I sigh
Has she crushed her love in reckless hands? that I never asked
ďWill you hide me somewhere in your mind?Ē ďYesĒ I said at once
She lives inside my whirling thoughts, hush! there I hear her now
When I try to pick some white Lilies, ďNoĒ she would cry,
I was chasing little butterflies, there I hear the same
When I play around with hurtful thoughts, yes Iím stopped at once
This kindness which she makes me feel, complicated or maybe soft
Iím a young girl still with full of life, thereís a long way yet to go
And this world is not so safe to live; I mind not saying itís shrewd
Being delicate as moon light beam, oh! All I get is hurt
ďBecome the change you wish to see in worldĒ, I hear the angel voice
Shannon L. Edwards
Love is true and unconditional,
it can hurt,and it can be beautiful,
but it's never like the usual,its
There's no love truer than God's love,
it's pure and it's varied, but its
one thing it can never be and that's
Michele D. Naber
It's 2:00 a.m. again,
And I am exhausted from the tears that have finally stopped.
I stare out my window at the orange-lit night under the street lamp.
When did my life become this?
Why can't the night either let me sleep or end?
End, so that I can paint on my smile and go out and fool the day into thinking that everything is just fine.
And maybe, just for a moment, I can even fool myself and make the icy-cold, strangling hands let my heart go.
What happened that night was hardly a mistake you shot me in the head while blood ran down my face my bogy became cold my face became pail and before you knew it my soul sailed tears splashed down your face while your heart partly failed you lived but four years later died off a broken heart.
i tripped and fell
i went to the bathroom
to make a few slashes
i walked out the bathroom
my cheeks were burning
i felt as though i needed to hack
i paid close attention to the thick blue vein stuck my razor to my wrist and felt the pain oh yes it felt good oh yes it felt great seeing the bright red blood running down my arm the adrenaline in my body started shaking my eyes became black i fell to my knees as i watched everyone laugh
Instantly I heard a woman's voice from a distance and she said, "Save me!"
A man was punching a woman
Domestic violence in front of a crowd who were children The dispute The disrespect The carelessness of these two adults Who am I to have cared , I lived a life of domestic violence too Without a bias thought I had asked what had happen The man replied, "This bitch won't allow me to see my kid's"
The woman cried for me to call the police I got on my radio and had the the police called Police woman found out that the man was right But wrong for hitting the woman The man didn't get arrested on grounds that the woman pushed him first But the man must see the judge now if he wants to see his kids.
Take your gun in hand,
Let the firing turrets be manned.
Will we let the world slip by,
Before we take all that is nigh.
Let the blood of our fathers by avenged, Let our enemies hair be singed.
Will we stand upon the corpse,
Or arise with intent to destroy and warp.
Arise dear Children!
Take your word of mouth,
Preach of fire from the South.
For when the end is very near,
Remember me, and tremble with fear.
Did I war only in spite,
Against the good with bitter delight.
But when the Day is over and done,
I will remember I destroyed the Sun.
You said you loved me, but that was a lie. You said you were home alone, but that was a lie. I never loved you. Left me, bleeding, dying, crying on the floor.
So Bitch, itís your turn
To be dying
On the cracked tiles
Of the bathroom floor
So I write you this letter, and stick it on your frigarator door. Dear bitch, I never loved you You said you loved me BUT THAT WAS JUST A FUCKING LIE
& i'm so obscure,
i'm your long lost necrophilia;
darling, be my dead lover -
i'll be your dying princess,
you can be my decaying prince.
& we'll get our happy ending.
My days have grown lonely,
Rainy and sad,
I could just break down and cry,
But I gotta keep my guard up, gotta,
Hold up that shield and sword,
I gotta fight for my right to be a human being, Gotta, hold my head up high, I'm gonna throw on my jacket, And grab my keys, Be more than I appear, Show one personality, When I've got twenty more, I make friends, After I've lied to them, But they forgive me, So I feel okay.
once again my friend im lightin up again taking endless hits and looking at my friends as they walk away and they leave me to pray i wish that i could quit i wish i could walk away and make this all just go away but until that day comes i find myself staring into the blue and weary faulty in my decisions and once again im lightin up again as i lay and watch my body from outside out of the blue my whole life is in side of a box inside a closet in a house in the middle of no where and i ask myslef why i took the first hit and why i just couldnt quit i tried to stop but it follows me ive tried to stop but it just wouldnt drop its everywhere i go and everything i see but now i understand that it can bury me so i put it down and told it to stay and ever since that lonely day i take a look back i remember this poem and i begin to think how it would have been if i had picked it up again would i get sick and fall to my knees all i can say is may the lord be with me and i try to follow his footsteps but its gettin pretty deep and im feeling weary as i fall on my knees and beg the lord please not to take my life and to make me want to fight the biggest battle of all before i reach my fall and get to the end of the tracks and hope i never come back
the secrets being whispered
passed on to another
getting worse each time
The gossip being spread
from one to another head
Things that are never to be spoken are said the dreams smashed, the hopes crushed Breaking down to tiny bits, tiny pieces only left with anger and embarrassment for everyone to laugh and torment feeling twisted and bent waiting to be broken, wanting to die to get away to some other place that doesn't exist no words for reinsurance no life, not a chance just depression to grow and enhance
i drift away to place another kind of life take away the pain i create my paradise everything i've held has hit the wall what use to be yours isn't yours at all falling apart and all that i'm asking is it a crime am i overreacting oh he's under my skin just give me something to get rid of him i'vegot a reason now to bury this alive another little white lie.So what you had did'nt fit among the pretty things never fear,never fear i now know wer've you been braids have been untied as ribbons fall away leave the consequence and my tears you can taste falling apart and all that i question is this a dream or is this my lesson oh he's under my skin just give me something to get rid of him i've got a reason now to bury this alive another white lie oh my permission to sin just give me something to get rid of him i've got a reason now to bury this alive another little white lie.
Why does it hurt?
What's wrong with me?
Why are you doing this?
What have I done?
Why wont you leave me alone?
How can I make them go away?
GO AWAY JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!
HELP,HELP ME PLEASE IM SCREAMING!!!!!!!
THE WAY by: Caitlin Shea
The blackness that surrounds me Shadows that do crawl Taken over by day that watches night fall, Stars that twinkle across the ravenís eyes sky Just watching wispy clouds that passes on by A dream A dreamer A maker A giver Take my hand Let your soul take flight Listen to the music around you And the sounds of the still night Cool wind that twists and turns around the mist of the sea Hard ground that supports me Always and forever That is the way The way it should be
What I Feel Alex
What do I feel? I feel pain agony fear sadness I feel like I'm lost in a sea of emotions anger despair Why must I fell this way curse my emotions I don't want him to leave Please stay Daddy...Please...
Stand Madilyn Gray
Stand for what you believe Stand for what you going to achieve Stand for the good and bad days Stand 'cuz trouble don't last always Stand through your problems Stand for god is going to solve them Stand through your disappointments Stand because you're anointed Stand up for the truth Stand up even if man gives you the boot Stand up cuz if you fall God will catch you and carry you through it all.
To my closest friends im sorry for now i have to go just know that my love for you will always and forever show just know ill never forget you and you made my life so sweet Just know that I sitll love you though my heart it will not beat I couldn't ask for better friends all throughout my life I cant remember a single time that one of you weren't at my side Sandy Stacey Brittany Morgan Rachel and Kevin until the day I see you again Ill wait for you in heaven you guys are amazing and you deserve the best please dont cry and just leave me to rest im happy here just keep that in mind Ill never forget you because you mean so much to me please live your life the way it really should be so when your feeling alone the most just remember im really close Ill check on you every now and then and only because you are my best friends!
MOM ( for r. r. ) shiniesh
why have you forgotten me. why make me grieve. why didn't you think of wat you will leave behind. i love you but that is now behind. i love you i need you but now is not the time. i think of you. your my mom! -0-
BAROQUE AND BROKEN by: BRYANT D. HRONCHAK
I shamefully sat in disbelief and gazed into your dying eyes, but as I watched you slip away I saw my own demise. No longer can I reconcile the damage that I've done. I tried to hear the fiddlers tune with hands and eyes and tongue.
Forgiving isn't easy, but forgetting is far more worse, and with this lesson coincides a moral logic curse. The heinous acts committed were a commitment from the start, and knowing I could be committed still I played my part. I began to lick my surface wounds with salted somber sin, but clarity becomes me while digesting pain with in. I swept up all the broken glass, the shards and slivers, yet alas, I can not change my morbid past. I lie and die again.
You are always so inviting. You're almost new, you're sometimes full, you're seldom blue, but right now you're a sliver. I am astute, I am keen to your face when it gleams. I shiver inside my shoes.
Tranquility is hiding in your shadows. Your wax and wane is playing tug of war with me. The glow so scarce, but I think I see the outline where you used to be, so faint and oh so far away.
The lunatics have been running rampant. All the while you've been shedding light on some poor subjects darkness. How can the innocent sleep beneath you, when wolves are out and they are howling at your mercy? Be kind, be gentle and forever be my guide. Infinity awaits beyond your darkside.
Lost Cause By: A.M.
I lay here, empty as a shell, with no one caring about the mere, things that run through my head, or about how I feel after being criticised, contantly by those that are supposed to love me but dont;
Unknowingly these dark figures are my toughest critics, wanting to teach me, raise me, but bring me, down.
Down to the hollow bottomless pit that was once my heart, that was once filled with joy, once exacerbated by love, and overcome with love for those that loved me; But now it could never be.
For my toughest critic is my mother, having a wolloping hole come towards me, constantly, having to match my blood run down my face, for now my pit grows larger, my eyes see nothing but this figure.
That is not the end of it, For there are others, ones that were once my friends, still lingering around every corner, whispering, waiting, until it is too late for me.
For when I wake up, it is no longer dark, but bright, and there is a smile upon my face, not having to worry about these dark figures anymore;
For I am dead.
Why did you go?
Why did you leave?
Why did you go,
In your elmo slippers?
You left me when I was little,
Now you are gone.
I still have
the blanket and bear you gave me
When I was little girl
When I think of you I cry
I sit with my bear under my blanket
I don't know what to do
Without you .
Well guess what?
I hate you
Leave me alone.
Donít come back.
You left me once.
Im not letting you
back in my life.
I think I still the picture of me and you
When I was six
Now Iím leaving you,
And Iím not coming back.
HER Alex Hobbs
She is out there for every man.
She is why men keep going on through life,
because she holds the key.
She has a secret that not even she knows,
for it is nothing to see.
She uses her physical features definitely,
but that is not why men seek her.
She is much stronger in many ways,
that's how she can so easily make us weaker.
She uses her delicate voice to relax men,
while they take in the love of her mind.
She uses her soft curves to temp men,
but that leads to a poem of another kind.
She uses her sweet smile to daze men,
which leads to much obsession.
She uses her goddess-like eyes to hypnotize men,
but this can sometimes cause suspension.
She uses her touch to paralyze men,
for he knows the connection is real.
She uses her affection on only men of her liking,
but for men,
love is something you cannot steal.
Summer Alexis Johnson
love is... when you look around and see smiles or... you look at him and he's lookin back or... you realize that the grass is not greener on the other side, it's greenest in your front yard!
A CHILDHOOD MEMORY
A MEMORY TO REMEMBER, A CHILDHOOD MEMORRY.
EXCITEMENT TO SADNESS TO A DISAPPOINTING MOMENT, AS TIME GOES ON WE RECALL AND RESTORE
FREEZING A MOMENT IN TIME.
MY OLDER BROTHER SWINGING ME ON MY FAVORITE SWING, I WAS ONLY 3 YEARS OLD, TOO YOUNG TO COMPLAIN.
MOM AND DAD WERE SO HAPPY ĎTIL I TURNED 3, WHO WAS TO KNOW, THAT SOON AHEAD, OF ME, A LONG TEARING DIVORCE WOULD OCCUR TO BILLY AND WE.
A FIRST TRIP TO DISNEY WORLD,
WHERE DREAMS COME TRUE,
RONNI CAMPIGLIA WHENT WHEN SHE WAS 2.
ON TOP OF THE TWIN TOWERS WENT XIN YI AND THEN CAME YONG NING FROM CHINA IN 1993.
MY FIRST DAY AT SCHOOL AT THE AGE OF 3 RAY WAS SO HAPPY HE FELT AS BIG AS CAN BE.
MY MOST MEMORABLE MEMORY WAS WHEN THE CLASS SHARED THEIR MEMORIES WITH ME!