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[awakeaftermidnig...]

Crying

Caressing tears
Run down my cheek
Your shadow’s fading fast
I stand here broken
No words to be spoken, you’re
Gone…

Book Of Sorrow


Shattered pieces of
A broken soul
Litter a body
That once was whole

Empty now with
No place to turn
The fire rages
As the pages burn

Book of sorrow
Anger and tears
Lost in the flames
Of her undying fears

The final chapter
No more to be said
Swallowed by the fire
She's better off dead

Beautiful You

I fell in line
With one single step
And I denied
That I ever wept

I was torn away
From the person I knew
When I got caught up
In beautiful you

Was forgotten, undone
With a single teardrop
But, now that we're here
I don't want it to stop

I lost myself
In the blink of an eye
And followed the road
That led to the sky

Beautiful Dreamer

Beautiful dreamer
So misunderstood
Wanders the forest
In her cloak and her hood

Silently crying
For all that she's lost
She denies all she feels
No matter the cost

Broken and shattered
She flees from the truth
Shaking and trembling
And hiding the proof

Tears, like a river
Flow from her eyes
As she hides behind
Her only disguise

Beautiful dreamer
So young and uncertain
Tries to pretend
That she's really not hurting

Barely

Barely a whisper swept
Away on a breeze
Pushing against reality
Dropping to their knees

Barely a somebody whose
Time ended way too soon
Leaning into the wind
Her soul reflected in the moon

Barely fit in the palm of her
Daddy's weathered hand
They close their eyes trying
Desperately to understand

Barely had a moment
To cradle her tiny form
Kiss away her pain and
Keep her safe and warm

Angel

Angel of peace
I crave for your touch
I’m broken and bleeding
And in need of so much

Angel of sorrow
There’s so much to say
I never knew it could
End up this way

Angel of mercy
I’m so tired of it all
I’m ready to give up
And ready for the fall

Angel of darkness
Go far from this heart
You’re wicked and ruthless
And you tear me apart

You

Can you make a stone bleed
The way you bled my soul?
Do you like the power you have
Do you enjoy the control?
Does it make you happy
When I break down and cry
From all the things you do to me
That make me want to die?
Should I pretend it doesn't hurt
When you treat me this way?
Should I continue living
And go on with my day?
Every sacrifice I have made
Has been in vain for you
I can't take this suffering
But what am I to do?
I’m lost inside my feelings
But they don't matter anymore
Because every time I let them out
They just hurt me even more

[1angel3]

I like your poems. Your god at this. I suck at it, I had to do this in school and was pretty bad, haha

[awakeaftermidnig...]

Onward

Onward now to the fight
Take up your weapons
Honor thy plight
Endure the pain you try to deny
Love me forever whilst I cry
Leave me here to slowly die
Only to see your face in my mind

Let Her Go

Troubled eyes seek a way
To find the light to a better day
A broken heart heals so slow
Tears that have no place to go
His wounded soul is on its knees
Begging for some sort of release
Searching for some way to heal
The pain is deep and so unreal
Afraid to face the hidden proof
He tries to deny the obvious truth
It haunts his mind so deep inside
He searches for a place to hide
"Let me be" he screams and cries
As he fights the truth he tries and denies
For her it ended a long time ago...
...But he just can't seem to let her go

Eternity Cries

Passions and dreams
Of a fragile soul
Pause by a world
Bound to darkness
Eternity cries
"This is the end"

End With You

If I told you
I was afraid
Would you think
I was weak
If I told you I couldn't
Have stayed
Would you hear me speak

If time ran out tomorrow
Would you understand
My fears
If you had to
Remember my sorrow
Would you
Forget my tears

If everything
You knew
Suddenly became
A shattered memory
Would you know
What to do
To pull yourself
Out of misery

If the world
Ended today
Would you forgive me
For what I had to do
Because I could not stay
To watch it
End with you

Cannot See

Hide yourself away
Pretend you cannot see
The pain that's in their eyes
And what it means to be

Unaccepted by a world
That's too afraid to see
That we are only human
It's all we're meant to be

Turn your head away
Act like you cannot see
The hurt that's in their eyes
And what it means to be

Denied by a world
Too blind to see the truth
Instead they hide away
And ignore the obvious proof

Pass them on the street
Pretend they are not real
It's easier to walk on by
Than to realize that they feel

Torment from a world
That turns their head away
Ignores them as they cry
And goes on with their day

Alone

Alone with her thoughts
She seeks for a way
To make it alright
And get through the day
Broken inside
She tries to deny
Everything she feels
And that she doesn't cry
Pretends that it’s fine
To be treated this way
She looks for an excuse
That'll make it okay
Hurting inside
But not letting it show
Tears fall from her eyes
That have no place to go
Alone with her thoughts
She seeks for a way
To make it alright
And get through the day

[awakeaftermidnig...]

I like your poems. Your god at this. I suck at it, I had to do this in school and was pretty bad, haha

awww. thank you very much! I love to write.

[awakeaftermidnig...]

United We Stand

United we stand
Divided we fall
Some days it’s hard
Making sense
Of it all

Let freedom ring
Is the creed we abide
But we can’t agree
And set
Our anger aside

We march into battle
With tears on our face
Praying that He
Will keep us
All in His grace

While our children pay
For the price of our sin
We fall to
The ground as
The battles begin

United we stand
Divided we fall
Denying the truth
To make sense
Of it all


The Hangman’s Despair

Tethered and torn
On the old tree he hangs
A lifetime of regrets
Leave their mark on his face

Whipped by despair
Broken by his fears
There’s no one around now
To catch his lonely tears

Scarred and alone
He says his goodbyes
To the world he once knew
As he softly cries

With a rope around his neck
He makes the sacrifice
Jumps to his death
And takes his own life


She

She stares at her reflection
In the cracked and dusty mirror
She traces the lines in her face
And sheds a broken tear
A lifetime of memories
Shine bright inside her eyes
The hope she held for her children
The torn and hollow lies
She reaches out her hand
And touches the image she sees
Wishing for a way to go back
And cure this old disease
She can't help but wonder
What good her life has been
Did she make a difference
Or would she have to begin again
Did she teach her children
All she had to give
After she had gone away
Would they know how to live


Save Me

Save me from these demons
That haunt my mind so deep
And try to reveal the secrets
That I try so hard to keep

Save me from the echo
Of voices I can't stand to hear
They whisper softly in my head
And resurrect my fear

Save me from myself
For only I hold the keys
To a lifetime of choices
And the painful memories

Save me from the future
Protect me from my past
Help me escape the present
I don't want this pain to last

Save me from the guilt
That makes me feel so unsure
Help me to forget
That I couldn't save... her


Whispers Of Truth

Whispers of truth follow like a shadow on the ground
The pale glow of the moonlight sheds reality on his dreams
Tears of rain fall damp against his cheeks
As he sees her face swim before his eyes
She’s carved her beauty upon his soul
Holding head in hands, he falls to his knees
He cannot, will not, let her go…

Haunting visions flash like lightning across his mind
Restlessness has become his only friend
Longing for some release from the pain deep within his heart
He runs his fingers through his hair
Stares down at her grave
He cannot, will not, let her go…

“How will I survive this world without you?” he whispers
Clutching the pale rose in his hand, his knuckles turn white
Gently he places it on the ground near her tombstone
Takes a step back, reads what it says
“Peace is with her, she’s taken flight”
He cannot, will not, let her go…

“You need to, have to, let her go” the voice tickles his ear
“I can’t!” he cries
"You must”
“Take me too” he pleads
“I cannot, you are needed here”
“Without her, I am nothing” he hits the ground again
He cannot, will not, let her go…

Laughter echoes in the back of his mind
A sound long forgotten, blocked by bitter memories
“He needs you” the voice whispers
His son’s face flashes before his eyes now
Beautiful, innocent
“He needs you”
His voice wavers, “he needs me”
“I love you” he whispers, blowing gentle kisses to the wind
He can, he has, let her go…


When Kingdoms Fall

War and anger
Blood and tears
Threats and hatred
Build our fears

Fight to survive
Survive to fight
It’s an endless circle
With no end in sight

Shadows fall upon
The ground we tread
If you speak your mind
You'll wind up dead

Marching into battle
With guns raised high
Pretend not to notice
The tears the children cry

Forget the peace
We've tried to instill
In the hearts of men
Who would rather kill

Should this be
The end of it all
Will all our kingdoms
On earth fall

Into a world
Of anger, blood, and tears
Lost in the hatred
Haunted by our fears

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It's Called: Awake After Midnight by S.A. Schneider

[1angel3]

awww. thank you very much! I love to write.

I can see that, I come back to finish reading all your stuff.

[Jennifer]

Wow, you write really well

My favourites, are Barely and When Kingdoms Fall.

But they are all great. If you post anymore I'll be sure to read them

[LadyXTor]

Most of your poems have the same rhythm to it, y'know? :T Maybe it's just me.

But I really liked how you were descriptive in each one. Keep up the good work!

[awakeaftermidnig...]

Thanks for the comments everyone! and I am most definately a rhyming poet. I think I've only written one that didn't rhyme. "Whispers of Truth"

[Rachel]

Most of your poems have the same rhythm to it, y'know?

Thats what bothered me about them. Not all poetry has to rhyme, I personally feel it makes the poem seem more...juvenile, not say that yours are/suck. But try out a different style.

[stormbringer]

VERY NICE!! even I cant find anything to say about them. . I think my favorite one is beautiful dreamer. I like the rythem you kept. It's so hard now days to find good poems with rythem and rhyme. -__-