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What These Eyes See
With these eyes, I look at thee
And see not what others see
Instead I see beneath the mask
To find out what, you need not ask
You need but look into your heart
To find out what you truly are
Your heart is black, far from divine
But shame on me, for so is mine.
My Angel
You are my angel, and even though
Your skin may not be as white as snow
Your wings they are the deepest black
That would put to shame a witch’s cat
And instead of a halo, you have horns
The tips of which are sharp as thorns
You’re still my angel, and you should know
Whatever your destination, my soul will go.
Trapped
I feel I’m trapped, nowhere to go
Time quickly passes and flows
I look around, but can see nothing
Nor hear a sound, nor feel a sting
I believe that you will truly find
That I am trapped within my mind.
What Lies Within
In shadow, in darkness, beneath everyone's guise,
Past the flesh, through the bone, hidden with lies,
A face, a secret, that the world won't abide,
A demon, a nightmare, which we choose to hide.
Encroaching Shadow
The shadow approaches, full of malice and hate,
Will you cower and run, will you shiver and shake?
It engulfs all around it, consuming the light,
Will you be brave, will you stay there and fight?
May I suggest an alternative, a separate stand,
Reach out to the darkness, let it take you by the hand.
With these eyes, I look at thee
And see not what others see
Instead I see beneath the mask
To find out what, you need not ask
You need but look into your heart
To find out what you truly are
Your heart is black, far from divine
But shame on me, for so is mine.
My Angel
You are my angel, and even though
Your skin may not be as white as snow
Your wings they are the deepest black
That would put to shame a witch’s cat
And instead of a halo, you have horns
The tips of which are sharp as thorns
You’re still my angel, and you should know
Whatever your destination, my soul will go.
Trapped
I feel I’m trapped, nowhere to go
Time quickly passes and flows
I look around, but can see nothing
Nor hear a sound, nor feel a sting
I believe that you will truly find
That I am trapped within my mind.
What Lies Within
In shadow, in darkness, beneath everyone's guise,
Past the flesh, through the bone, hidden with lies,
A face, a secret, that the world won't abide,
A demon, a nightmare, which we choose to hide.
Encroaching Shadow
The shadow approaches, full of malice and hate,
Will you cower and run, will you shiver and shake?
It engulfs all around it, consuming the light,
Will you be brave, will you stay there and fight?
May I suggest an alternative, a separate stand,
Reach out to the darkness, let it take you by the hand.
Literature
Poems
Sitting in a corner,
As I always do,
Lost in the nothing,
Surrounded by it too,
I turn to you,
Then you turn away,
A scamper here,
And a tumble there,
Is that all the effort that you got?
Laying on my bed,
The ceiling above,
Blank as always,
Boring as always,
Just like you,
Lying as always,
Denying as always,
Is it really that hard for you to see?
Turning the knob,
You invite yourself in,
Go away I tell you,
But you ignore me,
You scream and yell,
You beat my insides,
Making life a hell,
It brings you pleasure,
I know it does,
You like seeing me this way,
How many days I wonder,
Until I fade away?
Staring at me,
Literature
Random Poems.
To live is to search.
To search is to find.
To find is to love.
To love is to hurt.
To hurt is to forgive,
Or to let the best thing slip through ur hands.
A wilted heart, full of blood.
destroyed by a former love.
when its petals begin to fall,
who will be there to catch them all?
As time passes slowly by,
I watch my life and I cry.
I see her standing there.
Eyes hidden by her hair.
All i know is that Im sorry.
Now I wonder, as i worry.
does she love me,
or doesn't she?
silent prayers in the night,
trying to help me decides whats right.
as i cry,
i hear her sigh,
and feel a shiver of fright.
Literature
insanity
a soul that is twisted,
a mind that is crazed.
long sadden eyes,
that always seem dazed.
with a smile that scares,
and her crypted scars,
she will never be beautiful,
with all of her flaws.
a jacket to hug,
a room of pure white,
for the girl that everyone claims,
to have given up inside.
trapped in her box,
alone with her insanity,
no more does she recognizes,
herself in that vanity.
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Some poems I wrote. Very short.
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