poems, have ne good poems.. put them here Options

[LoST SouL]

hey hey i rote a poem wanna kno wat u guys think... have ne poems urself submit them here... i kno its kinda depressin n a lil scary but watcha think

The Child
A tear is a cry from the soul
It is a calling from the child within
The child that's scared and terrified
of Death's Angel
The Dark Angel that hovers over the child
And sucks the happiness from our lives
Happiness is unseen
It is a no exsistant joy
The child within does not know happiness
It knows fear, trama
dispair, depression
and pain.
The child does not simle
A simle is something the soul does not know
Our souls cry out for help
Our hearts are blackened by murder
The child is enclosed
In a sea of darkness
It sees shadows
Emmitting from the dark enclosed hallway
The shadows from the past, present, and future
It scares the child
The child crys out for help
In pain
It is killing our soul
It eats us alive
We suffer
The child cannot run
cannot move
The child is immobile
Repressed by the thoughts within
Love and hatred is corrupting us
Corupting the child within
We cry
The Fallen Angels encircle the child
They reach out
Suicide
Blood is flowing from the childs viens
We die
We beg for help
Tears flow from our eyes
We speak
but hear nothing
We have sight
but see nothing
We are all alone
in a vast vast place of darkness
We grow weak
We want to die
But the child never dies
So we suffer

[hybrid]

*sigh* This is the only poem you'll see from me. I'm not much of a poet. I write fiction stories-- not poems.

People don't know me.
THey don't like me because I am different
I have to play an actor's role
than being
Hated
Ridiculed
and
Misunderstood
In me, there is another person
Lurking in the shade it was pushed on
The girl in me, looking for a button
to let herself out.
But she can't find it,
and she cries
harder
and
harder each day
but she believes she can find the button
and when she finds it
it does not do anything
and I have to fight the temptation
to let her all out.
And then
she lost
leaving her alone
in the corner
crying
because people won't give her a chance
and she will never be out upon people

[likethestardust]

okay guys... this is part of my therapy from when i've attempted sucicide so its deep... but i kinda like it...

Fear

Im so tired
that i cant even sleep
theres so much pain
that goes way too deep
i want to be different
and sand out from the crowd
but you cant hear my screams
you're all just too loud
all the little tears
that fall from my eyes
and all the little cuts
come from all the lies
its been like this for so long
im forgetting who i am
i cant tell right from wrong
and i wonder when it will end
when will someone notice
when will they see my tears
when will they finally see the scars
that result from all of these years

[chelle]

okay so this is very emotional for me. i'm a self-mutilator. which means when i get REALLY upset. sad or mad, i cut myself. i'm getting help but below is a poem i wrote. writing is a therapeutic thing for me...enjoy i guess...

i feel the withdrawal starting
not so much physical as in my mind
but it soon will become a physical pain
just like all the other times
how can I break this addiction?
how can I keep from going back?
it’s so hard not to give in
not to get off track
it’s an addiction unlike any other
because it never goes away
you don't go through the withdrawal and then move on
you deal with it every day
it becomes a constant need
whenever things go wrong
the pain inside is what really kills
so you create surface pain to make you strong
you take the anger out on yourself
and let it bleed out for everyone to see
smiling though inside you’re screaming for help
wishing that someone could set you free
from the addiction controlling your life
how much longer until I break?
i hate being a slave to this
but I can't undo that first mistake
that first cut that got me started
down a path of self-destruction
that first cut that got me started
my first escape introduction
now as I examine the scars
and what they represent to me
i wonder if I can break this cycle
if there is a way to be free
i have to take this one day at a time
znd pray I make it through
because there is nothing better or worse
then when the loser of the battle is you
and it is a constant battle
you’re fighting to be free
from the chains this addiction creates
that you feel though you can't see
i'm tired of fighting but I have to keep on
i have to win this fight!
because the cost of losing
would eventually be my life
it’s a dangerous situation
the stakes are very high
i could win and regain my freedom
or I could lose and die
so I continue to fend off
all of this anger and hate
fighting the constant battle between
myself and my razor blade

there's more poems i wrote at my geocities page warning: there is cussing in them and they're very mad poems... it's how i get my anger out. what can i say?? lol.

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[LoST SouL]

... tat made me cry but its sooo tru.. i kno how u feel

[*krnxswat*]

moved to entertainment.

[chelle]

... tat made me cry but its sooo tru.. i kno how u feel

are u talking about mine?..

[psychoticangel]

Here's one of mai short poems.. I'm too lazy to type the long ones xP

Am I Who I Think I Am?

Who am I you ask?
I hide behind a mask..

A stranger you say?
We do meet everyday..

Eyes so blank
Face so cold,
Could anyone be so bold?

Chine up high
Heave no sigh

This is no angel in sight
You should cower in fright

Am I who I think I am?
Do people even give a damn?

Untouched flower
Golden Weave
Why can't everyone just go and leave?

Kept secret,
hidden inside..

No one knows me,
No one can

Not Even I think I am who I am.

*This is what you get when adolescence hits you hard *

[LoST SouL]

Reality

i hurt inside
i dont know wat to do
make it stop
make it go away
the pain is killing me
i wanna dissappear
im lost
im dieing
im suffering from all the pain
wat is wrong wit me
jus make it go away
please i beg of u please
im drowing in a pool of my own blood
the cuts are gettin deeper
they say ill be ok
some say im fine
but my world is diein
my world is own fire
im in fukin hell
the world of Dis is destroying me
how?! why?!
why am i so f**kin lost and confused
howd i get caught up in this shit?
my own creation betrayed me
the little devils are taking ova my reality
they want me 2 suffer
they want me to burn
im goin crazy
im insane
MAKE IT STOP PLZ!
i beg u i pleed
its killin me inside
i wanna b ok
im tryin
but tears are flowing now
the crimson red blood is on the floor
take me 2 my bliss
someone
someone please save me

[LoST SouL]

Ya See...

you love me
you love me not
if you dont
please make it stop
make the pain go away
make me happy another day
the pain is killing me inside
the pain is making me want to die

ya see...

i love you
i love you not
but i do
i dont want to stop
you make me happy everyday
no matter wat words you were to say
i live but wabt to die
the pain inside makes me cry
am i your joy?
am i your love?

cus ya see...

i love you
and theres nuthing above
id give my life
my joy
my pride
no matter the troubles
or the strife
cause you are
you are my life
no one could change my mind
no one like you can i find

ya see...

please stay another day
please dont leave me
dont go away
i need you
i need you here
i need you
i need you to stay

now ya see...
or you dont...

now answer my question
do you love me
do you love me not
cus i love you
nothing in this world can make it stop

[tomorrow_nvr_com...]

I like poems...

roses are red violets are blue
be nice to me or I will kill you!!!

[LinknPrk__003]

Hologram of Nothing

The nightmare ache of suicide
The razor’s edge -

Black pool of all infinity
laps coolly at the edge

Eternity, uncertainty
fuse darkly overhead

No filter on reality
No fear for death’s quiet tread

Dire hologram of nothing
Dark awful pit of doom

Long, depthless tomb
Chill- satan’s womb

Eternal void - come soon

[*NatiMarie*]

Here's a short haiku I wrote a LONG time ago:

Breaking Loose


Trembling silence
Fear of breaking the tether
My inwardness lives

Botheration kills
Cringing while venerating
Sluing in my pit

Binging fearfulness
Terminating hope, now gone
Accruing demise

I wrote a poem about my stupid Chinese teacher...its more like rap now cuz it rhymes

Smith is a white name.
you thought you got a fame.
of wut?
a piece of slut?
you GOT no fame,
all you brought us was shame.
You drugged up looper,
You so ugly you cant even be a hooker.
Smith you bore my class,
Your face broke the glass.
You stupid ass.
All I hear you saying,
is always been the same thing.
"You know what?"
"You know what?"
GO LICK MUD!
Old b*tch,
you cant even teach.
I bet even I can teach better,
Cuz you cant even spell out a letter.
Whats that you've been to college?
Oh please, you don't even have enough knowledge.
We all hate you so much we want you to die,
we wanna kill you with all of our might.
What a great sight.
Seeing your dead body,
we'll go off and party.

[*CJ1*]

Heres a little thing....

Meh no money
Meh no care,
Meh go marry millionare.
When he dies,
Meh no cry,
Meh go marry other guy.

[LoST SouL]

the feeling

no one to tell
i feel so alone
im hurting inside
im crying
the feeling is evil
the feeling is pain
it is eating me alive
why do i feel this way?
why cant i ever be happy?
what is wrong with me?
some one please make the hurt go away
i feel like such a child
so lost and scared
im lost in my own world of confusion and misery
so many people to listen but no one to tell
their're all ears
but i am out of words
i dont know what this feeling is any more
it is a sting
a stab in the heart
o how i wish i could tell some one
o how i wish i could describe this imense pain i feel
i am sheltered
in a cave so dark and grey
i cant answer with a straight face
tears are always in my eyes
it is killing me slowly
i feel it in every part of my body
does anyone understand?
will anyone understand?
why am i sufferein like this?
will it ever go away?
it is all my fault
i created a monster that as taken over my soul
why cant i control it
its so hard
so hard to subdue the feeling
the monster must die
it is not healthy
it is not safe
it is not good
it is evil
im suffuring
it is emotional abuse
it is the cuts the go deeper and deeper into my skin
the blood in which i bath in
happyness is the key
happyness is the answer
to the problems in which i am the cause
the cause shud be eliminated
for pain depression and sorry
is all i find
it is not a wonderland
but a place of misery
a place of death
a place of sorrow
my life is an abyss
an abyss of thins unsought for

[Jiggapin0]

There once was a man from nantucket....I forget the rest.

[LuShuZxLaNa]

i would post my poems on here, but then again, i don't want any jockers.

[gr00vyswordsman]

Love, was it not meant to be between only two?
this is not how HE created it to be.
Was Love was supposed betwixt t-w-o?

it is difficult to stray any further degree,
I'm tired of being deceived,
Love, was it not meant to be between only two?

Many cries poured here each night begin to
flow to Him and the immoral angel.
Was Love was supposed betwixt t-w-o?

I can feel my face becoming cooler, cooler, due to
pouring tears mourning like a rain storm.
Love, was it not meant to be between only two?

These emotions Rhythmically being steered&pulled like crew,
is the cause of these screams filled with lies
Was Love was supposed betwixt t-w-o?

forming miles of many cries.
Waiting to be wiped from a warm touch.
Love, was it not meant to be between only two?
Was Love was supposed betwixt t-w-o?

[ClaudelGFX]

[ieja]

i wrote this when i could not sleep during my first day of orientation in college. which is about 6 months ago.

Days go by fast and lonely,
night by nights i spent alone,
I'm not complaining, not even sad
I just want to tell how i feel inside.

I cried at night; i missed my home,
I cry in the day when i'm all alone,
I feel suffocated when I'm at home,
even there's many people i still feel alone.

They said, 'fantasy and reality is a million light years apart.',
they are wrong! reality and fantasy is merely a gap,
It's your choice to make it near, make it far,
it is your choice to be who ever you want to be.

hmm.... what you think...]
i'm not that good, well english is my second language....