Saturday, December 8, 2012

Violets

Violets red,
Violets blue,
Violets are going to kill you.

If I Stay

If I Stay,
Will that make you go away.
You follow me,
You watch me,
You love me.
I don’t love you.
You whisper for me to stay,
I turn away.
You plead for me to stay,
I walk out the door.
You scream for me to stay,
I slam the car door.
You say you’ll change,
If I Stay,
I drive away.

Good, Evil

Good is not without evil,
Light is not without darkness,
Both the same as reversed.

Darker Light

I may be my own enemy but I’m hero in this story of life.
Dark thoughts haunt my mind, You fear them all the time.
The evil chasing you in your dreams is the essence of me.
Let me be free from this haunting dream.
You think you’re running towards light.
But it’s just farther from me.

Tony

Before I was the leader,
But now I must follow,
For I get lost on the way home.

 I have forgotten things.
Important things, simple things, things I’d love to remember.
They are all gone now.

 My memories are gone.
Lost forever.
But my friends try to help me remember.

 I want to remember,
The things I forgot,
But it’s taking longer than I thought.

 Maxxie taught me how to write.
Sid was always by my side.
Effy watches out for me.

 I can’t remember everything,
I can’t always use my hands,
But my friends are there for me,
So I’m going to try to put my life back together.

Annie

He came into my apartment,
Before I knew it he struck me,
On the floor I lay blood on the carpet.

I try to scream,
They want to know if I was ok,
I could not say,
For I lay bleeding, dying on my bedroom floor.

 He stood over me, struck me again.
They are asking but I could not say that I wasn’t ok.
I lay there dying, struck down on the bedroom floor.

 He left in a hurry.
They keep asking, “Annie, are you okay? Are you ok, Annie?”
I am not, I’m dying, I want to cry out in pain.
But I make no sound or movement.

 I was never okay.
I’m tired of the questions, the wondering.
Come see for yourself if I’m okay.
Because I’m dying here on the floor, alone.

Phoenix

Flame of warmth,
Flame of sorrow,
Flame of love.
Flame of anger.
The Phoenix’s fire burns ever brighter.
Always there,
Never gone.
Always in me,
Ever stronger.

Black Roses

Black roses cover the field,
Blood red skies on high,
Clouds the darkest of purple.

 Trees once green and lush,
Now cold and barren.
Black roses grow in sorrow.

 Blood red skies,
Blood of those who died,
And were killed from war.

 Nothing grows on the fields,
The plains once loud with movement,
Now silent in fear.

Those who live hide from what brought Terror.
Black roses,
The only ones who dare face it.

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Untitled

I am left crying in the cold.
I ask, “Please help me?”
You walk right by me.
I will sleep without a bed tonight.
 
I am left cutting my wrists.
I write, “Please help me.”
You sharpen the knife.
I am ready to end my life.
 
I am left drowning in a tub.
I struggle, “Please help me.”
You shove me under, deeper.
The cold, wet darkness encloses me.
 
I am left hanging in a closet.
I plead, “Please help me.”
You close the door on me.
I take my last choking breathe.
 
I am left bleeding in the streets.
I beg, “Please save me.”
You step right over me.
My heart will stop beating.
 
I am left weeping in the halls.
I cry, “Please save me.”
You laugh at the tears on my cheeks.
My pain engulfs me.
 
I am left with a fist in my face.
I fight, “Please save me.”
You run away, afraid you are next.
My body will be left for the crows.
 
I am left with the handgun given to me.
I whisper, “Please save me.”
You grin with glee.
My blood now paints the walls.
 
I am left on the edge.
I scream, “Save me!”
You give me a shove.
I fall into the afterlife.