For all my hardcore fans(yeah right), here is even more of my poetry....
Security
Everytime I call,
And I get a busy signal,
Are you really busy?
Or am I not worth the time??
Everytime I want to kiss,
And you say,"Not right now",
Does that mean not right now?
Or does it mean never again?
Everytime we're together,
And I feel like I'm not there,
Is that just me?
Or is that something you do?
Everytime you get mad,
And I want to say its my fault,
Do you want me to say it too?
Or do you just want to hate me?
And Everytime I get sad,
And I just want to give in,
Do you really want to help me?
Or should I just hold the knife myself?
Man in the Mirror
Grim silence bears down on me,
Deadly boredom sets in my bones,
Desperate search for something to break the monotony,
The Man in the mirror simply nods.
I stare into my own eyes and see pain,
I glance at my mother's features and feel pain,
I bow my head in shame and cause pain,
The Man in the mirror slowly smiles.
In rage, I lash out at my reversed image,
In desperation, I clutch at broken pieces,
In fascination, I watch the blood start to flow,
The Man in the mirror starts to laugh
I lean back and howl with loss,
Numb finger clutch broken glass,
While the river of red reaches the door,
The Man in the mirror closes his eyes
Cold hands lift me from the floor,
Wrap me in blankets and holds me close,
Bandage cut fingers and broken dreams,
The Man in the mirror rolls over and dies.
Hope's Inspiration
I have always dreamed of watching Hope,
Dangling limply at the end of her rope,
Dirty wings hung low behind her,
Once pure robes drip with filmy water,
She opens blind eyes and tries to see,
But nothing is left, only helpless me,
With a laboured sigh she begins to sob,
Her tears flow freely recalling the hateful mob,
With screams of rage they beat her down,
Took her innocence and ripped her gown,
Hate drives us to tell our truth
The Dance
I've Danced beyond a summer's twilight
In a place beyond nightmares and hope
Where man and beast are one and the same
And hidden eyes watch in the shadows
I've danced in the heart of an inferno
With fiery demons and icy angels
The chant of god droves us on
But the devil's music made it fun
I've danced under a midnight sun
To music so pure and sweet
With a group of beautiful people
Such a horrible time to be deaf and blind
I've danced on the surface of a man's skin
As delicious agony passed through him
He rolled and groaned and moaned
And at last shuddered and was still
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