Poems I Like, reflections of me(i did not write these):
"This mask I wear,
she serves me well,
she hides my pain,
so they can't tell.
They see her smile,
never my tears,
she shows no sorrow,
she fights all my fears.
They believe she is me,
if only they knew,
that she is my mask,
my savior too.
My scars she hides,
behind laughter and lies,
she says she is fine,
but slowly she dies."
"You feel so cold.
Your souls been sold.
You run;
trying to escape the sun.
The heat;
but its no easy feat.
The light;
it's so bright.
Down, you go.
Further & Further.
Darker & Darker.
Until you don't know,
where you are.
But it's not far.
You feel so cold.
Your souls been sold.
It chases you.
Trying to catch you.
It claws at you.
Grabs hold of you.
You struggle in terror.
The horror;
thats after you.
Is you.
You feel so cold.
Your souls been sold.
You stop and stare.
Your mirror image.
A perfect likeness,
but full of darkness.
Caught in its cage.
It's rage.
You find yourself unwilling to care.
Do you dare?
You feel so cold
Your souls been sold.
Your blood pumps.
Your heart thumps.
How can no one hear it?
How can no one feel it?
You reach out,
as your fingers meet;
the darkness you greet.
"Yes" you hear it shout.
As your blood drains.
All your pains
Well up inside
you can't hide
From yourself
You feel so cold
Your souls been sold.
Your head rolls back.
Your sights gone black
Your thoughts and feelings you can't hack.
It rips open you chest;
trying to get inside you.
You want to rest.
Is your life finally through?
~To stop the beast;
You must make it deceased~
You claw towards the light;
with all your might.
Away from the terror;
your horror.
Run away! from the mirror.
Don't look at your reflection.
Hide the connection.
See what you've become.
See what you've done.
You feel so cold
Your souls been sold
Calm
Everything is quiet;
Yet your feelings riot.
Everything is still.
Gorge yourself to your fill.
Something inside you stirs.
Something beautiful yet horrible occurs.
Harm
Thats what you want to do.
You want them to suffer;
like they did to you.
They made you feel like dieing.
and not trying.
You ran away;
trying not to remember the things they say.
You stumble over some wire mesh;
It cuts deep into your flesh.
Your blood trickles like a river of tears
Your fears.
It rips you to shreds.
Breaking your life's threads
Honing in on the darkness.
The despair.
Teaing away at the brightness
Life's not fair.
You feel so cold.
Your souls been sold."
I write my own poems too, but i don't know how to get a copyright, so I'm not going to put mine on here...you guys might steal it and make your own song out of it...I'm going to be in a band and use a few of my poems for our own songs... (o{)-
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