My Scarred Hear, Wounded Again A shot to the heart, Like a lightning bolt, It strikes me down, Makes me weak. Can anyone see, The wound left behind, Or the scars I carry, I wonder if they care, I try to flee, From their childish mocking, I try to escape, Into my own world, For once I have failed, The pain keeps me grounded, Seems my heart, Will suffer one more scar; --- Weight Everything is getting heavy, Putting stress on my soul, I feel like I'm going to break, Under all the pressure, Silent rage, Smiling misery, Relaxing stress, My soul is contradicting itself, I can not rest, But I can not stay awake, This weight, It no longer makes sense, I desperately try to throw it away, The garbage that weighs me down, But it always finds it's way back, Like the looming darkness; --- Understanding and Acceptance How did I get here To this place Filled with joy How can I exist here When all I feel is pain And anger How can I just sit Sit in this chair And write about this Is there nothing that can be done Is all hope lost Am I damned to be this way Why do I want to be like them Running and laughing Filled with joy What would I be then Just another person A girl worried about her image Do I really want that Or do i want something else Something different Do I want joy Do I want sadness Or do I want acceptance I need the feeling of acceptance For who i truly am Not who I let people see I want someone Someone to be completely honest with To be who I really am Dose anyone understand Who I am Or do the see me as just another face in the crowd All I want Is Understanding and Acceptance --- that's all for now :/
Oooo...Strong...Great poems...I can sorta relate to thr forst and second ones...But yeah they're all great...Keep up the good work emo poetry writer...I mean demon
thanx for the feedback guys :3 ----------------updating now, kthanx--------------------------- My Life My life is people screaming, Assholes in crowds, And no sleep, I can't get away, I'm in over my head, Please save me, My life is sad, filled with hurt, And I'm ready to burst, It seems to never end, I don't know what to do, Please save me;
Good grief the title is true, this is depressing D: xD But then one could argue that your poetry is effective. Thought: why is there a semi colon at the end of My Life? There isn't a reason for it to be there at all. Understanding and Acceptive is my favourite so far. Very basic rhythm throughout all your poems but sometimes simple is best ;D You're pretty good at this deep and emotional stuff.
I hope it ok for me to still update this thread >.> it's been nearly 9 months. anyway, on to the poetry The first is a dramatic monologue from the point of view of my character Seth Sinister. it's a little long, but enjoy: The Price of Passion I've never seen such an endless black. Not a speck of light, But details are clear as day. I dip my hand into the pure red river below This tiny boat. What's running through your head? Regret? You are mistaken. Thoughts of that nature only plague weak minds. Do you take me for a fool? My heart? I assure you, I have one. No man can sin without passion. And only the heart can create such passion. A man without passion is only a corpse. You doubt me? How so? Passion is not a lie, but perhaps you are. Where does my passion come from? The evidence is here, on my hand. No eyes, you say? No eyes with witch to see my ring? The last remnant of my life. A life witch I gave everything for. I can almost hear it now. That voice witch I lived for. But once her gentle voice was forever silenced, The world crashed down on me. Reality was against me, I was alone. I swore to fix what was broken, Restore what was taken from me. Worth it? Have you never been in love? A man would die A hundred times over for his love. Mock me if you wish, I care not. I've achieved more than you ever will. It may not have been my goal, But I've still done what was thought impossible! I have defied the gods! But, sure enough, I was punished. You say you don't even know of my sins? Well then, listen close. I'll only tell this tale once. My wife and son were my life. I loved them, and sill do. But after they were gone, I was changed. I would do anything to get them back! And I kept to that. Oh, starting to catch on, are you? I was going to bring them back. No one thought to stop me. They thought I'd gone mad. Become nothing more than a harmless loony. Just image their terror when I was about to succeed! Laughing? It seems I am. Maybe I am as crazy as they say. Well, it seems out journey together is done. You don't understand me? I can't say I'm surprised. We are nothing alike. I am a man, while you, my friend, are nothing more than a puppet. ---- The second was written for my poetry book for my Poetry final: I Could Swear I could swear it was A warm spring breeze, That turned my head In your direction. I could swear you looked away So quick so I couldn't see, Your face that now I cannot remember. I could swear that your hand Reached out to me, To bring me back, To my feet. I could swear you were avoiding My every effort to find you, But now I can't even remember Where I first saw you. I could swear it was reality When I met you that spring day, But I must truly be a fool For living in this dream. ---- The last(for now) is my love sonnet written about my character Simon: Simon You are as colorful as a rainbow Smile as bright and brief as the sunset A heart so big that no one ever knows Though I saw it the day that we first met An untainted soul gives you your smile I would journey anywhere to see it Such a beauty is worth every mile Our hands together are a good fit The perfect complement to my sad heart Meeting you has changed my life forever It’s what I wish I had known from the start I know we’ll always be together I hope that you will never leave my side I hope we’ll be together for the ride
