new poems thread

[wishlesshollow]

i went through a very bad time of things and i wrote alot of these to keep myself together i hope that you dont think i am trying to casue trouble by posting these i hope you enjoy reading this window into my darkest times. i felt i needed to share

Lifeless forces move
A shadow of the world
Mystery of a past forgotten
The scars remain
A distant memory
Alone in the baron of the real
Forgotten to die
Aloud to wither
No longer needed
Alone death is all that’s left
Deaths the only shelter


Why
Why does the sun still rise?
Why do the birds still sing?
Why does the rain still pour?
Why does the world still spin?
Why when life is ended
Why when there is no more
Why when we have no future
Does the past seem bright

When the light is gone
When there is no sight
When blinded by the absence of the radiant light
When our shells are left to die
When our souls have moved to the next life
When all is done and death has over come
What was the point of the life they led?
When will it be remembered?
When will it count?
When the light is gone?

Hollow and empty
Derived and rejected
Destroyed and removed
Delivered like meat
At the mercy of the world
Here to be destroyed
The pray of the people
My Life


Building my defenses
Hiding from the world
Keep away from me
Leave me to be alone
Solitude is all I need
Loneliness is all I understand
Hollow
Empty with no soul
Leave me to die
And allow me to mourn
A life I never lived


Night
So calm and peaceful
Understanding and comforting
Black and distant
Knows everything but gives away nothing
Listens without question
Replies without words
The night hears my problems
And answers in its own way



Still here
Haunting a place u aren’t aloud to be
I hate myself for letting you in
A place I had always felt safe
A place I had always wanted you to be
But now I feel that when I think of it I want to die
Why do u haunt me
Why can’t you leave?
Why do you stay?
Why is my heart still open to hurt?
Why does it long for a time that’s past?



My soul
In torment
Ripped apart by sorrow
Struck each day by the absence of you
Why is it still searching?
A horizon of black
For a radiant light
Why does it still search for you?

I hate everything
The way I can’t breathe
The fact that my heart aches
The way my brain is numb
The fact I cannot live in this world
The way I am hurting
From wounds never healed
When was the first blow?
When was the last?
That blurs into nothing
And leaves me to tears
And that fact I can’t last


I wake up and think of you
I live and I think of you
I sleep and I dream of you
I wish I could die and stop
I wish this life were over
And I was free
Because if I were dead
I could not think of you


I sit and I write
To understand what is hurting me
To try and live
But I just want to die
A promise I keep by staying alive
But to myself I lie
A fake life I live
To deceive the people I know
Won’t somebody kill me?
And show mercy on my soul


Sleep
Something simple for all to do
A common use of peoples time
But why am I free from it
I sleep less and less
Decreasing all the time
Left to think to myself
To churn the misery I live in
I am unable to think
My head isn’t clear
Yet I have time to think
I hear a laugh
I hear a cry
And then I die
If only it were simple as that
But on we go
Through pale moonlight and night
Awake always awake
Destroyed by the silence with no shelter

Hello
Why can’t u see me?
Have I become invisible?
Why isn’t this life a life?
What’s the reason for the pain?
The blood that’s flowing from my veins
It drips and touches the floor
A stain for all eternity
My own blood spilled
To fuel the hate I feel
The anguish that’s grown so real
Hello please help


Mercy
If it exists
Would take my life and be done with it
To show compassion
For my situation
And allow me to die
And forget the complication
A simplistic design is all that I was
Until a change
Then complete disarray



Decided
To be left
To be burned with the rest
To be counted for once
Even if it is for death
A life I give
But a life I gain
Because with this I leave
The pain will stop
The world will forget
And I will be free

A whisper
I hear it the corner of the room
And then it leaves
As though a familiar wind has passed through
I hear it again new room same place
A corner
A whisper
I’d welcome it but I don’t know who
I wish I did but I can never tell
It hides runs
It stalks me but I can never confront it
I rush to listen
But in haste I loose its place
Is it me
Or is it something there
I wish I knew
My mind is alone in its place
Without a trace of its whisper

Don’t care
I wish you wouldn’t care
I try not to, I cannot share so why care
And then you ask about it
Ask my reason
Ask to see
Why can’t you leave me to it?
Why do u want to know
Why do u ask me what its like
The scars inside I can’t show

A promise
I made it without thinking
To stay here and keep living
Why did I say I would?
When I knew that I never could
Slashing my skin
My pain
A promise that leads me to this

I hate it
I hate the way I feel
The things I see when I close my eyes
The wishes I have to be gone
Its fake and not what I want to be
I help
Well I don’t
I can’t look at me
I am a wreck
If you hate me that’s fine
I can live with that pain
But not knowing is torment
Not knowing is pain
Wishing for something a release that is new
I know that this life will end
But by my hand or just through

I cannot be a friend
It is killing my soul
Ripping apart
Things I need to keep whole
Caring and pain
Two opposite things
Mixed into one person
I cannot control
These times that I have
But what I can change is
The situation of pain
With you there it is so bad
Probably worse without
But I cannot stop myself so this is how it will end

A glint
My sun
A shadow of myself
Bring me back to my mind
Let me see what I am
If I let you in
You let me out
It slices deep down
And leaves its red mark
I feel the trickle
A spurt then the flow
My arms life is flowing
No freedom has come
Again it goes in
Repeating its promise
But its empty
Just as it leaves me
A blank canvass that I cannot paint on

Bring back control
Bring me to my life
This method I use
Has a never-ending toll
A price that I pay in liters not pounds
No money can claim
For the blood I shed now
What is the need
For this stuff that is there
Let it all out
And get rid of my fear

please feel free to post your opinions if you wish . i hope that people will add there own poems to make up a collection i would enjoy seeing waht others have written . hope you enjoy

[† Lestat †]

You have some preety good poems there, your very talented, I really enjoyed the Hello one as its kind of what I feel at the moment.

Can I just give you a suggestion? Maybe next time you should post your poems as only 2 or 3 in a single post as posting so many in a single post gets really confusing and breaking them up into a few posts makes it a little more interesting.

Its ok to double post, triple post what ever is needed.

[GabrielaJade]

They are pretty good,they are a lot better then mine are.you are talented.

[Minara]

Very goiod poems, WLH. You certainly have a way with words

Min

[wishlesshollow]

i have written some more poems however i understand that they are on a very triguring topic and i will more than understand if people would like the removed from this thread if you do wish me to remove them please tell me and i will.

wishlesshollow

I remember what kept me
I remember what fed my soul
I remember why things seemed out of control
I remember the feelings
I remember the fall
I remember the death
And then nothing at all

I had a dream of what would happen
Of what that last embrace would be
The fact that in one hour or two
My life would be no more
The knife I took and dug it deep
The blood I saw was mine
But when I awoke in so much pain
My life’s attempt at purpose
Had failed without a doubt

Why when stormy clouds are free
I am forced to be confined
Why when others can be moving
Am I still as the grave
Why when people can jump
Am I there to be afraid
I remember why
The scars that cause the pain
The hideous secret that I contain
A outward sign, my show of pain
My curse, my savior
My life’s slow drain

[wishlesshollow]

Please help me to survive
Please help to keep me alive
I know what I will do tonight
In the cold embraces of the night
The blood that will stain my arm
My sheets and pillows
I know as if it had already happened
It has overnight
No courage to end it for fear of the last
But so much to survive through
When I know I cannot last

Never sleeping always waking
Feeling the sickness
That surges through me
Not physically ill
But mentally dying
My suicide plans
That’s why I am crying

Selfish people all around me
Want me to live to and not show my pain
Want me to act as though its still the same
They use me and rape me and take all I have
And then they just laugh as I falter and Wayne
They don’t care what I feel
It’s there feelings that count
And in order to end this I must take myself out
I can feel the need to do what I must
But these people they drain me
And to them I must trust
My life as they use it
This guilt I can’t bear
That I should leave them and they think
That I never cared
When they don’t care as this is what I must
To find my souls peace
And have peace at last
To be free at last

[wishlesshollow]

Funny the way it flows
It trickles and stumbles
Streaming and gleaming down my arm
Pool in my hands palm that’s cooling
Then dripping around my hand
And then dropping down slowly
This enthralling site that I can’t bear to watch
The Blood River flows on
And the drops of life are crushed

Why bother to try to live in our corruptible world
Why try to let my soul touch people
They don’t care for me
They rape my emotion
Then use me and hurt me then leave me here broken
My friends are the knifes I own
My best friend the final

Torture
My own inside my brain
No physical beatings it takes
I can do it myself
My own judge and jury
To condemn myself to life imprisonment
Only life means life
As no escape I have found
Solitary confinement
Is all that’s around
Alone in my head with no where to travel
I die a little each day
My soul a prize in a raffle

[wishlesshollow]

another gash
a trickle a flow
a ebing river through my soul
the knife the friend who helps me now
the knife the friend who makes it stop
she cuases things she cannot control
and here i lie a broken scroll
she wrote her page then tore it out
and left the rest to wither
my veins the story that it follows
the knife the pen with which she wrote
this blood the ink
my life the cost

[wishlesshollow]

your eyes so deep and empty
where fountians were there is black voide
where life was all encompassed
a darkness has taken you down
in my mind i cannot control it
in my mind i see a fate
i take the pills and pray for solace
i drink the drink and hope it works
i pray that this shall be my last sight
i hope that this is not so hollow
this life i give up i do not want it
here you take it you have it and hold it

[wishlesshollow]

hello my friend i'm glad u came
i know i visited you again
i know that last time was so long
but here i am at your door again
i fear that this shall be my last time
i hope that this shall be ok
i feel you enter my body so hollow
i feel the flow that you cuase outside
i feel the realease that you grant me
i hope that this time
i die inside

[wishlesshollow]

i cant stand to have you near
the anger rises all i hear
your the cause to all the bad
and now my plans to make you sad

i dont want to live this life
i can's stand that your around
the death i wish that i could have
the release i need, to which i'm glad

[wishlesshollow]

aghh but that fine darkness seems
to glow like silver in twilight dreams
then this silver turns dark red
from razor blade to fountain broke
the creamy surface of my throat
to intoduce itself it seems
my death is all it really dreams

[aceldama13]

wow those are pretty amassing

most people concentrate solely on rhymes (like myself)

those are more feeling than than many others i have read

[wishlesshollow]

thanks it means alot to know that people are seeing what i am feeling rather than my ability to write. i am glad that people are still reading them even though the post is older. i hope you all keep reading and giving feedback so i know what is good and what is bad

*bows*

WLH

[GabrielaJade]

I like them and like you when I started to write poetry I did it to help keep myself together and that has gotten me into writeing and I think what makes me want to be an author. What about you WLH?


~Gab~