Monday, June 24, 2013
Saturday, December 8, 2012
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.
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.
Important things, simple things, things I’d love to
remember.
They are all gone now.
Lost forever.
But my friends try to help me remember.
The things I forgot,
But it’s taking longer than I thought.
Sid was always by my side.
Effy watches out for me.
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.
They are asking but I could not
say that I wasn’t ok.
I lay there dying, struck down on
the bedroom floor.
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’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.
Now cold and barren.
Black roses grow in sorrow.
Blood of those who died,
And were killed from war.
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.
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