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UnendingWhen I first saw your face
That perfect, dainty sight
I knew that you’d be mine
My own Unending light
I longed to see you happy
Your smile filled with grace
And so I took my bladed love
And slit a grin upon your face
I teased you with that bloody knife
Kissing you with the steel
Letting loose the crimson drops
So you’d know how I feel
I’ve now lost count of all the times
I carved my name into your skin
Ripping, tearing, bleeding cuts
So I'd be forever within
Your shrill screams filled the cold dead air
I heard it as your laughter
Together always in blood and flesh
Our morbid happily-ever-after
And as you close your dimming eyes
Ragged flesh forever unmending
You're mine forever, mine alone
My own forever Unending.
I Cry For That Girl I KnowI cry for that girl I know
Who wants to slit her wrists
I cry for that girl I know
Who wants to feel Death’s kiss
I cry for that poor lost soul
Bleeding as she falls
I sob, uncontrollable
As she tries to end it all
A faint smile upon pale lips
Dead eyes that speak of want
To end her pain; for another chance
At the life she never got
Sickly pools of blood
Reek of agony and despair
The coppery smell of wasted life
Stains the heavy air
All she wanted was freedom
Just a sip: a taste
And yet she never realized
That her death was just a waste
In trying to end the torment
She only caused more pain
Death doesn’t kill suffering
It only leaves a blackened stain.
The Queen of LiesThe Queen of Lies
The trees all whisper
Speaking of her blackened cries
The stars reach out to kiss her
The maiden with the blood red eyes
Walking lonely on the Earth
Leaving ashes in her wake
Blood drips down from smiling scars
The grins she knows are fake
Offering forth the poisoned apple
ÒOne bite is all you need.Ó
Inspiring fear, murder and sin
Through the words she continues to feed
Pulsing with seductive beauty
Temptation beyond compare
The alluring spider in her web of lies
Just waiting to ensnare
Slipping through the shadows
Sneaking through the night
Ruining the pure of heart
And staining the snow white
Flying on wings of lust and greed
Tempting to satisfy
Drinking the poison straight from her lips
A final, fatal Lie.
Stone ColdIf you could see my heart
You’d know it’s cold as stone
If you could see my broken soul
You’d know I am alone
No longer feeling anything
Inside my shattered mind
My world is so horribly dark
The truth is lost; I’m blind
What is faith?
What is love?
Only what I don’t posses
Scarred pale face
Thick black blood
Sins I dare not confess
I’ve built a new reality
My shield from the world
Rejecting any hope or care
As my life becomes unfurled
Forever lost in blackened roads
Stuck in this empty dream
It no longer matters; I don’t care
Because all I can do is scream.
I can see the two stars glisten
Diamonds on a field of black
You can hear it if you listen
A story, which we do lack
The soft whispers of harmony
That kiss the gentle sky
A sweet, singing melody
That makes the cold moon sigh
The breath, the life, the soul
Of every living being
The quiet, the calm, the lull
As the Earth continues to sing
It speaks of death and war and pain
But birth and life as well
Everything that is and was
These invisible lips shall tell
And I lay in my shadowed mind
Shaking in wonder and fright
Yet I may rest easy, for I have this Song
To guide me through my night
I can see the two stars glisten
Diamonds in the sky
Hush now, and start to listenÑ
You can hear it if you try.
Everything Is Moving OnIt seems
No longer have time for things anymore
Can't love anyone like I did before
Work, work, work
It's all I ever manage
To get done
To carefree days
Taking naps in the Sun
Where did they go
The days of laughter and joy
Where did they run off to
Hiding, clever and coy
Perhaps that they are lost
And I won't live them anymore
But I wouldn't count on it
Because I know what I'm searching for.
And a heart to match
Bound with blackened lies
Covered in blood-red ash
Can it even be called "life"
When all your dreams are dead
The memories you so loved
You rip, you tear, you shred
You live on in your self-inflicted state
Screaming, pleading, dying
Sadness and love turns to hate
Shrieking, sobbing, crying
The perfect, nice Oasis
Your lovely Garden of Eden
The hopes, the perfection, the graces
Have turned you into a demon
Yet you blindly fail to see
The misery you create
You choose to deny
The gates of Hell that await
You fail to see
The stains your black wounds bleed
So clear, and so terrifying
Is your endless Greed.
The Hunger Games: Foxface's Story Part 2Before I returned home for the night, I decided to take a quick trip to the ruins of the Library. Even though I knew that there was little hope of finding anything of value in the charred remains, I still continued to search almost every night, praying to find any books or text that had escaped the blazing inferno of the Capitol. I was always hungry for knowledge. Even the large, thick textbooks they gave out in school did little to satisfy my appetite. They were all just filled with the lies of the Capitol, and how "The Capitol gloriously and mercifully pulled the Districts out of the ruins of chaos during the dark times." Propoganda, I believe they were called. Sugarcoating the horrid truth, making it seem as if they were trying to help us instead of beating us into submission. It disgusted me, even more so than if they had just come out with the truth. Lies and deceit. That was all the Capitol was.
It didn't take me long to reach the almost unrecognizable remnants of the old buildin
EndingYou knew that all
Was not well
When your sun dipped down
And the Darkness fell
The stars began
To turn to ash
A gaping chasm opened
Like a bleeding gash
All the pretty colors
Bleed to red
The cold wet life
The black ground bled
And we delve deep
Into the forbidden abyss
Embracing the emptiness
Of Death's cold kiss
And we cry
Of sadness and dismay
Never to see again
The golden light of day.
I can tHow can I begin this life anew?
Even though I know you would want me to.
I just don´t know the place I should start,
how do I repair my broken heart?
Searching for direction
which way do I go?
A year almost over but
I have nothing to show.
I´m just treading water,
I´m getting nowhere.
still on the spot
where you left me last year.
I will love you forever,
it´s only you that I want
I should move on I know
but I just can´t.
By Suzanne karbach Sept 2014
Little Darlin'Little darlin' with the precious heart,
rest here a little while longer with me
let me run my fingers in your long hair
I'm so glad that together we are free
you gave me a connection to share.
I had once thought you would leave
forever gone and I would be unforgiven
you said that I simply didn't believe
but you had never stopped being driven.
Feeling your skin now as it is bare
I can see the scars I have left on you
yet they're worn with pride and without scare
you loved me more than I ever knew.
Lay here with me, let me soak you in
into your warm, sweet scent I burrow
run your fingertips along my chin
wipe away my brow's furrow.
Yes, just as you've always done for me
through agonizing heartbreak and pain
even after you left me at that tree
after that, we both stood in sorrow rain.
I had been so foolish, so selfish before
I feared you would never take me again
but I ran hopeful and scared to your door
and it was a lack of love you couldn't feign.
A smile and kiss bound us together
A Garden Full of Butterflies.When youth was sun and cloudless skies
and a garden full of butterflies,
and daisies waiting to be chains
in meadows where it never rained.
When lambs jumped joyous every spring
and I heard every bluebird sing
and all the adults told the truth
in the dream that was my youth.
When Santa granted every wish.
When my pond was filled with golden fish
and a cow leapt high to reach the moon
and Grampa sung a funny tune.
When paper dolls danced in a line
and sugared bread to eat was fine,
and adults never gave me rules
least not before I went to school!
When time was just an honoured guest
he flitted in – but took a rest.
Moving not, he watched me grow
in Happy-Ever-After glow.
All of this, it was my Truth
in lengthened days, where dwelt my youth –
when youth was sun and cloudless skies
and a garden full of butterflies...
ParadiseHis heart matched the beat of a magic song,
his chest was my pillow, and nothing was wrong.
The dark green of his eyes hypnotized me,
I felt it all the way to my soul, finally free.
His skin was smooth, my fingertips felt at home,
stroking his cheek, his arm, letting my hands roam.
Paradise isn't a dream, or a place faraway,
it's being wrapped in his arms, knowing I'm okay.
I am Who I Am and by Me Only MeI am Who I am
A poem by AFlyingPassion
I’m a… freak
a person who has no life,
a person who steal someone’s watchers,
a piece of trash,
a discerning person,
a c*nt, a
a mental person.
A disgusting person
A person who needs to get a life
A person who can’t drive
A person who has problems
Some people wish that I would die,
end up being FOREVER alone.
No matter what people end up calling me hoping to put me down, this is me and ME only.
Have a creative mind
A giggly person
A one of a kind
A lover of animals and family
Genuinely loved by different people
FadeToo ashamed to keep you alive
But too attached to let you die
You want to humiliate me? Fine,
I banish you to nothing at all
But I’ll remake you, change my mind
Again, you’ll be a part of my life
I’ll try to make it all alright
I’ll stay this way, sit and stall
But I’ll know you shouldn’t stay
Can’t fix the broken heart I made
In the end I’ll let you fade
I’ll be too tired to carry on
Bits of String and TwineI hold my heart together with
Some bits of string and twine
I've gathered from the littered scraps
My life has left behind.
But twine it cannot hope to hold
This fractured heart of mine
And fill the hollow hole that you
Have cruelly left behind.
RiverYou’ve burned the space between my legs,
slanting me, like a shifting mountain.
I can feel the wind grind against me,
Your hips moving rhythmically.
Hold me my dear, as my river leaks,
Calm white streams, pour down my thighs in streaks.
I’m shaking, can’t you tell.
As sweat pours down my body.
Long hours filled with anticipating fright,
Quickly emit to passionate moaning nights.
Cold sweat plagues my trembling body,
Spasms break the innocence into pieces.
Enter my void like a plague in my system,
Toy with my insides like a snake injecting its venom
They say we shouldn’t do it,
They say it’s a sin.
But how can something that is a putrid vice,
Feel so sensational, or feel so damn right?
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