Here are a few more. I write poems when I'm depressed so most are very... dark...
The anger boiling in my blood,
Fueling A cold dark rage,
I fight and fight only to fall in the mud,
Striving to escape my cage.
I Cant get out of this jail,
I’m frozen at hells gate,
All I want is a pardon or bail,
But I can’t stop the hate!
My life is slipping into the cold,
The icy fingers of death at my door,
I test my grip but it just won’t hold,
For my hands are getting sore.
My life is passing by,
Slowly fading into the past,
Everyday I’m living a lie,
Like a dream that just won’t last.
I scream a desperate plea into the dark,
But this world roars back,
I work and work to leave my mark,
But I’m just ready to crack.
I wish I could just go back,
Searching for the answer in the night,
Trying to find what I lack,
Do I give up or do I fight.
But then in the darkness I see a light,
A energy as bright as the sun,
And I try to reach it with all my might,
I choose my path and run.
But then my hopes are crushed like a bug,
All my dreams are ripped away from my soul,
Then I wipe the shattered pieces of love under the rug,
And once again search the darkness for a goal.
Love...
I see you down below,
I watch you with observant eyes,
I wonder if I should walk down and say hello,
But when I do I am at a loss of words…
I listen to you talking with your friends,
I throw in the occasional word which I usually regret,
I feel dizzy and sick like I have the Benz,
But I still try to make some sort of progress….
I see you across the seat,
I watch you with loving eyes,
I move closer until I feel your heat,
But I know that you don’t really care….
I feel your head leaned against my shoulder,
I can’t get enough of the feeling,
I want to tell you the truth which is sitting on me like a boulder,
But you seem so cold to me…
I feel so stupid,
I sit and try to talk to you but the words just won’t come,
I think that I’m hopeless even for Cupid,
But I can’t give it up…
I feel like I’m a child,
Everything I say I regret later,
Nothing comes out right its just too mild,
I don’t know…
The freezing ice surrounding me,
I can feel the cold seeping into my bones,
Trying to get free,
Yelling into the darkness with moans.
The darkness of night surrounding my life,
I can feel the blackness consuming my soul,
Shadows cutting into me like a knife,
No matter how hard I try I can’t escape this hellhole.
I’m frozen in time,
My life is going no where,
I have past my prime,
I can’t escape this nightmare.
I’m stuck in this dull routine,
Day after day it repeats,
The future for me is unseen,
But its sure to be filled with more defeats.
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My poems
May 16th, 2005 10:26 PM
