Poems from the DarkSide

Demons

To the arms of another
Driven by the ranting of
The dark spirits within me
The demons inside me
The darkness about me
The emptiness envelops me
Alone in my pain
I can not see the
Pain of which I inflect on you
The demon cuts deep
The pain is overwhelming
The words stab hard
The body reacts
I hurt you and you hurt back
We only react to the demons within
Never in control
Never alone
I must rid myself of this demon
The demon eating at my heart
The demon within me
The demon called jealousy

Graham
1996

EYES

I look into those empty eyes
I don’t recognize those eyes
They are so dark and distant
Looking not at me but through me
I can no longer look at these eyes
So I turn from the mirror

Graham
01/10/97

Gone

I talk but hear no words
I look but can not see
I love but am not loved
I hold but am not held
I laugh but am not happy
I’m in a crowed but am alone
I live but have no life
My Heart is broken
My pride is crushed
The love in my life is gone

Graham
1997

The Tear

I shed a tear Filled with fear
Spawned from love

It runs down my cheek
I look at my feet
My head I hang in shame

It falls from my chin
Oh I have commited a sin
A heart I have broken

It falls though the air
Its not really fair
Our love that is lost

It hits the ground
Lands without a sound
A tear I have shed

Graham
1997

What I do

Do not walk in my footsteps
For I do not know were I am going
Do not listen to what I say
For I do not know what I say
Do not love me
For I do not know how to love

Graham
1997

The Lost

There once was a pretty little humming bird
She was always flittering from place to place.
Never wanting to settle down.
The world was her flower garden.
She was always searching for the perfect flower.
Never satisfied with what she had.
Flowers have grown and flowers have died.
Seasons have come and seasons have gone.
Once she was here but now she is gone.
Has she found that perfect flower or
Maybe she is still searching.
Now the seasons have changed.
The air is cold.
The humming bird is gone.
Will she be back or is she gone for good.
The little humming bird is among the lost.

Graham
1997

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